Wijo Building.

In a room that looks like a hospital ward.

On the bed in the hospital room, which was no different from usual, and should not be different, her weakened body was trembling.

The door, which was supposed not to welcome visitors, was opened at this time.

It's just that compared to the undisguised sound of the door opening the door and pushing the door in, there is not even the sound of footsteps, and at the same time, there is no more sense of presence than this, and the person has already come to the bed.

"Yes, who ......?"

Wu Tiao Wuhua, who has been sick in bed since she was a child, has no relatives and no reason, and she endured the feeling of insecurity, and turned her eyes that had lost her vision to the direction of the bedside, and then she was stunned for a moment.

In her absolutely dark vision, she could vaguely see the outline of the comer......

No, to be precise, you can see that person very clearly.

The black coat, the long hair that fell to the waist like a waterfall, and the blue eyes reflected everything in the world like a mirror of the still lake, but they were staring at themselves at the moment......

The figure standing on the edge of the hospital bed was a teenager who looked about the same age as she should be, but it made her feel like she was facing an indifferent god from above.

It's not that I feel any substantial pressure, but it makes people feel that they are subconsciously acting a little restrained and trying to become behaving in front of the other party.

It seems to be a subconscious mental activity that naturally changes.

Wu Tiao Fog even had the illusion that his hospital room had turned into a vacuum, and even breathing became difficult, for fear that inhaling and exhaling a little harder would alarm some kind of desolate beast.

"Are you...... Who? ”

The trembling woman asked.

She didn't know each other, and she didn't think that the other party would have anything to do with her, but she had this conviction that the other party was undoubtedly here for herself who had no family.

The young man did not answer this question, but just glanced at the woman's whole body on the hospital bed, and immediately made the latter feel that his whole person was completely seen through the inside and out, like falling into an ice cellar.

She felt a kind of fear that seemed to freeze all over her body.

"Are you a witch fog painting?"

His voice rang out, in a tone that was clearly interrogative, but as if it had been confirmed.

“……”

“……”

"Yes...... Yes, that's me. ”

After a pause of silence that wasn't too obvious, he replied in a trembling voice that felt a certain uneasiness in his heart.

Barely surviving in the slot between life and death, she could hardly believe that she would see the light one day. Although, strictly speaking, it was not a regain of sight, but rather a vision of the anomaly itself.

However, it had been her dream for many years. She did see it, and she accepted it self-consciously.

Because of this, it is quite clear that what appears in front of his eyes is a god or anything...... It can't be human anyway.

"That's good, only my own world is lonely, I can hear it...... The strong desire in your heart to see the outside world. ”

Speaking his lines as if it were a routine, Mu Xiu reached out and took a look at the medical record sheet hanging at the foot of the bed, and then the corners of his mouth rose to outline a strange arc.

"So...... How about I fulfill your wishes? To be able to go free to another body, do you want? ”

It was still the same, using the interrogative sentence form, but the emotion contained in the tone was quite certain, as if he had already known the answer before the woman made a decision.

And in his voice, there is a faint meaning that cannot be denied.

But for some reason, the Witch Strip Fog Painting was indeed unresistant, and accepted the possibility that the other party said, and she could feel that it was not a joke.

Maybe...... The unknown being that appears in front of you may be a god who can listen to people's wishes and make them come true.

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"Why are you doing this? I'm ...... There is no use for anything. ”

The trembling woman asked, the legend says that the devil wants a human soul, and the gods will not grant anyone's wish for no reason, so she doesn't understand what price she will have to pay.

No problem, she's willing to accept whatever it takes.

It's just that she thinks she has nothing left.

"What's useless? I don't know, but you just assume that I don't want to make someone's plan work......"

Mu Xiu waved his hand very casually, and then said again: "But if I say that this matter has no price, you won't be at ease, right?" So be it."

"I am ready to give you the opportunity to receive your death in exchange for the fulfillment of that wish."

To use a very old-fashioned phrase, that is, "I have a sense of foreboding", and Wu Tiao Fog Painting did have such a feeling in his heart at this moment.

But instead of being scared, she didn't feel scared, she felt as excited as if she had been chosen.

“…… Is it really possible for me to go to another body that is free? ”

She muttered as if she were making a final confirmation.

"Yes, it's a simple matter for me, but for some reason I can't let you be free in this world...... Unless you're willing to be tied down by me, then you won't be taken advantage of by anyone. ”

Mu Xiu nodded and spoke.

"It's just that you want to be able to see the scenery outside the hospital room of your own volition...... If you're really tied up by me, you're not free, and I'm not going to lie to you about it. ”

It is a paradoxical paradox that the price to pay for freedom is not freedom.

In any case, Mu Xiu will not do anything in these aspects, no matter what, he will clearly explain the conditions and pros and cons he gave, and will not set a language trap.

"No...... In this world? Witch Strip Fog Paint repeats this sentence.

Therefore, there is only one option left.

It's about going to other worlds so that you can fulfill your dreams...... So, are you going to die?

No, that's not what the other party meant.

But even if that's the case, so what?

She already knew the outcome she would choose, even if it was a death that ran through her like ashes, swords, and thunder, and she wanted to get as close to it as possible.

"But there is also a price to pay, maybe you will survive, but you can also die...... I can only promise you a perfectly healthy body that can move freely, and besides, I will not interfere in any way, everything will be done by yourself. ”

Mu Xiu said softly, and at this time, there seemed to be a demagogic magic in his voice

"I want to understand the meaning of life, and I want to be truly ...... Alive? ”

“……”

“……”

After a brief pause, Witch Strip nodded with a trembling throat.

Even she herself didn't realize that as if praying to a god who had reached out to help, her face had an expression that could almost be equated with fanaticism.

The woman understood what that meant, but even so she relied on that power.

Because she is weak, she cannot overcome this temptation.

For the Witch Strip Fog Painting, as long as you can get a body that can move freely and see the scenery outside the ward as you wish, then it doesn't matter what the price is.

Mu Xiu also nodded, and then raised his right hand.

After the white light flashed, what awaited her was a time that belonged to another unknown dimension. Even if it's just a plot world that Mu Xiu built in the quantum space, it is also real to her.

Although it is not too kind to deceive the other party into being a reincarnation, this is indeed her wish.

And the price that Mu Xiu wants to charge is actually just an insurance, he wants to accept the other party's death, which means that if she really dies accidentally, her soul will still be liberated

Mu Xiu's divine realm had reserved a place for her soul in advance, and it was an ideal realm without any bad concepts.

A gust of wind blew in from the window, but the room was empty, and the woman on the bed was no longer there.

Mu Xiu picked up the medical record again and looked at it, then shook his head.

By this year, Wu Tiao Wue is twenty-seven years old, considering that she has been sick in bed since she was a child, and she has no relatives and no reason...... I'm afraid that in the past 27 years, her life has been so gloomy.

Just being alive has done everything in its power.

Whether it is an ignorant childhood, or the best years for a girl, it is probably worthless to spend on this hospital bed.

"Perhaps, this is indeed the ...... of liberation"

Mu Xiu sighed wordlessly, and gently put the medical record back, his action this time could be regarded as achieving his goal. The three chess pieces prepared by the magician Araya Soren are the three sacrifices used to obtain the two rituals

Asagami Fujino, Witch Strip Fog Painting, and Shira Junrio, now there is only the last one left.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he still had to use the Wild Wild Lotus Lotus, he would be more inclined to directly "cure the root cause". He doesn't even have to do it himself, just tell Asakami Fujino, who has been making great progress in magic practice recently.

Although as a former secret monk who has actually lived for more than two hundred years, Araya Soren is terrifyingly strong, and on the whole, it is far from being comparable to Asagami Fujino, who has just completed the magic practice of "from beginner to mastery".

His abilities as a magician are full of holes, but his ability to craft enchantments is extraordinary, and it can even be said that he is one of the few in the world.

Araya Zonglian often carries a threefold moving enchantment around her, and the complete state is capable of reaching the sixfold, with the ability to make things stand still.

If it was the "Sixty-four Floors of the Hall of Bonna" enchantment he made, it would be almost close to the level of magic. It can be said that there is no inherent enchantment, and he made it through artificial means, the embodiment of his own mental landscape.

The occupants who turned into puppets re-enact the cycle of dying at night and resurrecting in the morning day after day.

Araya Soren's body can also be connected to the apartment, and he can teleport to other places in the house, and even manipulate the space in the apartment, of course, he can also do things close to magic such as space blocking and space transfer.

However, this is an approximate effect with the help of external objects, not a real miracle, for example, he will also be hurt when the apartment is destroyed, and he will not be in the apartment forever.

Therefore, if there is mental calculation or unintentional, the spiral force of the distorted demon eye that Asakami Fujino exerts to the extreme, even the steel bridge can be torn from it, and it is too simple to kill the unprepared Araya Zonglian in seconds.

"Let's wait...... The chess pieces are gone, and you have to do it too. ”

Mu Xiu looked out the window.

Then, the next moment, the door of the ward was pushed open again.

A tall, muscular man with a stern expression walked in from the outside, his expression clouded like a sage challenging a proposition that could never be solved.

The next moment, his footsteps stopped, and he looked around a little suspiciously, as if he sensed something, but he couldn't be sure.

“……”

“……”

Eventually, his stern gaze fixed on the bed in the empty hospital room, silent, and his expression seemed to become even more bitter. 2k reading web