I couldn't see the humanoid sculpture, I couldn't feel its movement, it seemed that there were really only me and the two of them left in this inherent enchantment, or rather, just me and a group of them.

Even so, I still didn't feel like I was going to die. Being drowned by Egawa and Sagawa is a completely different feeling from fighting other terrifying monsters. It's as if I'm going back home, back to my mother, instead of being brutally killed by monsters, torn apart, and turned into nutrients. But precisely because this is not a feeling of "full of malice and hostility", it does not allow my resistance to reach its peak, let alone make my body react further violently through mental mobilization.

I've assumed countless times that once Egawa and Sagawa become enemies, I've made up all sorts of determinations, even if I don't regard them as enemies, but as long as they form an obstacle, I'll definitely pull them down. However, now that I was there, I suddenly realized that even when it was so bad, I wouldn't be able to kill Egawa and Sagawa with my own hands.

Getting out of the situation without hurting them as much as possible was pretty much the only answer I had chosen.

I did entangle Father Edward, but it was Netball who took the initiative to help Sakiya and Hakkei, and they didn't set a time limit for my commission, and I didn't want to extend the time of pestering Father Edward for the sake of inconsequential things like face, but just, I thought that Netball's help to Sakuya and Hakkei deserved a more positive result - in my opinion, pestering Father Edward for a little time was not enough, far from enough for me to want to give Netball's answer.

Quark –

"Quark!" I shouted.

Although quarks are only "hallucinator" existences now, in this repeater world, in this inherent enchantment that is neither stable nor strong compared to the peninsula data hedging space. Quarks also exist. It must be in my thoughts, in my desires, in my prayers.

Shouting its name, I began to walk in consciousness.

Both Egawa and Zuo Chuan stared at me with strong emotions, and I walked through their eyes and into their inner world. It was an empty world. I suddenly appeared in the air, and then I began to fall, and there were deep cliffs in front of me, left and right, so it was also like a huge deep well, without any vegetation, and the sand particles reflected the light from nowhere, like stars twinkling and dotting it. When I looked up, I saw that the mouth of the well was blocked by a huge eye. It was as if one was staring at me—my physique was as small as a grain of sand.

Quark –

I called the name, and I heard the crow chirping. I saw a shadow pass overhead, and my body was grabbed by it, and the speed of my fall suddenly slowed down. The huge eyes above his head showed extremely strong emotion, I don't know if it was anger or something else, and under its gaze, Quark let out a wail. Its feathers are sparkling, and sparks erupt from its body when it opens its mouth. A second later, a raging fire erupted from its internal organs, from each of its downs, and the pain of burning almost reduced it to ashes.

The pain of the quark flowed into my heart through an invisible channel, giving me a skin-to-skin experience, and at this moment I felt that I was actually going through the stake.

The quark that flew with me began to stall. Its wings were charred black, and when its feathers were burned out, they turned into ashes, and it was stripped of its fur and burned through. I couldn't see my body, but I felt like I was this roasted crow. I'm Quark. The quark was me, I lost my buoyancy, I couldn't feel the air, I didn't have any feathers or clothing to wrap around my body, and I fell naked.

Falling and falling, in the fall, the damage I received, made the huge eyes above reveal full emotion. It stared at me with concern, as if it was grieving the hurt I had suffered, but with a determination that it had to do so, as if it had deliberately pushed the beast off a cliff for the sake of the child's growth.

I didn't die, even if it was so painfully burned, it didn't give me the slightest feeling that I was going to die, just the pain, just the helplessness of falling, just the cruelty contained in such a tender and sweet feeling, I couldn't do anything. I even feel that although this world of consciousness is not as strange and grotesque as the world of consciousness I have experienced in the past, it is the most dangerous walking of consciousness that I have ever experienced.

Its danger is hidden in tenderness and sweetness, and the sudden pain is not the sharpest blade. The body was burned, and the pain it caused could not hide the rapidly rising temperature around it, and the more it fell, the more obvious it was that a suffocating heat became apparent. The source of this heat is just below, under the deep bottomlessness.

When I realized this, there was a golden-red light below, so soft and so dazzling, as if a thick liquid was flowing, making a gurgling sound, it was not manic, but the cliffs around it were gradually burning red, and the heat distorted the air, and every breath made it seem like inhaling hot soup. This heat penetrates from my mouth and nose, penetrates into my internal organs, penetrates the boundaries of material physiology, and penetrates into my soul, making me feel a deep throbbing.

I see it.

The golden-red light was emitted by a liquid like magma. Its appearance turned this huge "well" into a huge crater, and the magma that was depressed and surging, but not so violent, seemed to have not accumulated enough power to erupt, but had climbed towards that tipping point. It seemed to feel my approach, and it became more and more stupid, and it began to let out a low roar, and began to slap against the cliff wall, and the churning bubbles exploded one after another on the liquid surface, splashing countless droplets, and began to emerge with a wild rhythm.

In the midst of this gurgling and tumbling sound, I seemed to hear someone shouting my name. It seems to be a delusion, but it makes people believe that it is really calling their own name. The sound reverberated in layers upon layer, like magma, full of burning emotion. As I tried to listen, the tumbling magma below suddenly set off a huge wave, which eventually did not come down, but stretched in the air. Transform into a woman's body.

It was the back-to-back appearance of two women, their backs connected together, and the lower half of their bodies hidden in the lava. Their upper bodies were so tall that their hands raised towards me could lie in the palms of their palms alone. They have no definite skin texture and are monsters that are completely modeled after magma. The sexual characteristics that were depicted only on the curves of the body suddenly filled up with an illusion-like voice that called me, full of sensual colors.

Their faces were only contoured, with no facial features or hair, but the closer I got to them in the fall, the more detailed their facial contours became. No matter how much I swung my body, I couldn't change the trajectory of the fall. And in this trajectory, I must also be grasped by their raised hands. Just as they were about to be caught, their faces were finally shaped - just like I thought, the faces of Egawa and Zuochuan.

This conjoined monster composed of scorching magma is the weirdness that is most closely connected to the hearts of Egawa and Zuochuan in this world of consciousness. Perhaps, what I felt was like the burning heat of burning my body. This magma that exudes terrifying heat, eyes that have the opposite of emotion and behavior. As well as this abyss and calling, it is a phenomenon formed by the combination of Jiang Chuan and Zuo Chuan's feelings for me.

What a hot, how greedy, what a contradictory thing. In the walk of consciousness, those things that are difficult to represent on the materialistic level are in this world of consciousness. It is presented in front of me in the most intuitive, the most visual, the most direct and full of destructive power. It's not malicious, and it doesn't make people feel like they're going to die if they fall into it. However, it is not without any threat, and these things will hurt me, which has already been reflected in me and Quark when I saw it.

The weirdness of conjoined women in magma, just existing, just looking at them, was enough to put Quark and me at the stake in a never-ending state of burning.

Its calling, sweet and gentle, persistent and sharp. I grabbed it in the palm of my hand, and I felt like I was almost burned to ashes. However, instead of turning to ashes, my charred body began to molt, revealing a new white skin, and all the wounds inside seemed to heal, but the pain did not fade. The tremendous force squeezed from the palm of his hand, and although there was a sense of caution, there was no intention of letting go at all. The weirdness of the magma conjoined woman, as if she was afraid of losing a treasure, gently withdrew her arm and put me in her normal position.

I was grabbed by Egawa's palm, only the head was exposed, Zuochuan turned his head, and the hands belonging to Zuochuan waved, trying to snatch me away from Egawa's hand, but every time Egawa blocked it with his other hand. The lava-made features of the river deformed in the flow and became a smiling expression, and it suddenly opened its mouth, which opened so wide that it seemed as if the line of the mouth had been opened all the way to the cheeks, revealing teeth and tongues made of the same magma—but I didn't think it was going to eat me.

The Egawa monster didn't eat me, but its tongue stuck out and licked my exposed head violently for a while, and then, this arm that grabbed me was grabbed by Zuochuan's arm. The two monsters whose backs seemed to be glued together seemed to twitch in some pain, and I heard the sound of a bang, and saw Zuo Chuan, who was originally from behind Jiang Chuan, his head suddenly twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, and Jiang Chuan bent down in pain, and I saw that the backs that were originally connected to each other were torn apart by force-Zuo Chuan brutally pulled out the half of his body, and his head and arms were twisted and reversed, turning into a posture of hugging Jiang Chuan from behind.

Jiang Chuan's arm was broken by Zuo Chuan. Zuo Chuan took me from the broken arm, but he didn't mean to let go of it at all. She also opened her mouth wide, but instead of sticking her tongue out at me, she bit down on Egawa's neck violently, as if tearing off a piece of flesh, and the magma of Egawa's monster was suddenly missing. The Egawa monster tried to fight back with the only remaining arm, but was imprisoned by the other hand of the Sagawa monster. The Zuochuan monster bit on the neck of the Jiangchuan monster again, and tore off a large piece from the other side, leaving only the middle thin part of the neck, which seemed to be unable to support the heavy head anymore.

The head of the river monster fell, fell into the magma lake below, and disappeared in an instant, and the headless body also lost the power to shape, collapsing into a huge wave and crashing into the magma lake. Now, only the Zuochuan monster is left, still clutching me with his palm full of great power.

The Sagawa monster also opened its mouth, stuck out its tongue, and sucked on my head, which seemed to be covered with barbs, and each lick would scrape a large piece of flesh from my face.

In addition to the scarcity-like pain, I was once again caught by another kind of pain.

However, before the Zuochuan monster could show more emotion, a giant hand grabbed the back of her head, and the other arm suddenly pierced her chest. Grabbing Zuochuan's arm and twisting it hard, he picked up the whole head. The body of the Zuochuan monster also suddenly collapsed into a huge wave and reintegrated into the magma lake.

Behind the breaking waves, I saw the huge figure, which was the shape of the Egawa monster rising from the magma lake. Before the Egawa monster's hand grabbed it again, I called out to Quark again. At this time, the quick sweep seems to have no effect at all, as soon as the quark appears, it immediately turns into a scorching fireball, and even so, the quark is not only in the form of a crow. I turned it into a cloak, and it was burned by the flames, and it seemed that I couldn't wear it at all, but even if I didn't wear it, I would have been in the pain of burning and healing inside and outside my body, and it didn't matter if there was such a thing as "flame" or not.

The cloak rolled up on my body, and the giant hand of the Egawa monster also puffed up the air and grabbed at me, but before it could catch me, the body of the Sagawa monster also rose again from the magma lake and wrapped around its body. The battle between two behemoths gave me a breathing room. The whole body wrapped in the cloak also blocked my view, and I only felt myself in a trance, as if I had fallen into magma, and felt the pressure of the lapping, but then, all the force exerted on my body disappeared.

I fell again, and when my consciousness changed my posture and I was able to stand on my feet, I felt a sense of groundedness. (To be continued.) )