For the first time, Kewpie knew that he had emotions. In this fresh fear, it could not control its body at all, as if even its mind was stiff. It couldn't think about questions like "what the hell is this?", and it didn't have time to follow that emotion to hide and run away. The unrecognizable silhouette gradually became vivid, and it seemed understandable.

Kewpie's body and mind froze, and he had nothing left, only to stare silently at the dark figure as it changed from an incomprehensible form to an incomprehensible form. When it realized what it was floating above it, it had taken on the form of a human: a young man's form, but behind it were a large number of tentacles of different thicknesses, wrapped around his body like vines, and whipped the air like braids.

"Taka, Takagawa?" Kewpie was stunned, because it had never experienced this paragraph in the "script". Of course, it knows what this thing is, and it is also in the flat and straightforward "script", something that must exist. It's just that, perhaps because it tries to avoid observing the performance of its own behavior in the "script", all the passages that describe the existence of "Kewpie" will be consciously skipped, so there is never this paragraph in the "script" it sees.

Even so, it still knows what is in front of it, or rather, who it is.

- Young Takakawa.

"What, how can you be in this place?" Fear churned like mud in its heart. If the fear just now is fresh and intense, then the fear at this time is something that makes it feel incomprehensible.

- Young Takakawa's face is completely covered by a mask-like cuticle, and the real facial features cannot be seen, and there is no contour of the facial features on this stratum corneum. The magic pattern on the inside of his right wrist, at this time, the clumpy gray mist is being released from the magic pattern, and these fog-like gray are also producing a certain change in texture and nature, as if from "water mist" to "gravel", with a hard and rough grainy feeling. The tentacles that squeezed out from the back of the young Gao Chuan squirmed, danced, and churned these "gray gravel".

This is a passage from the "script" that Cuppy once saw, and now, it is alive in front of him. Only when you see it with your own eyes can you seem to understand why even the combination of the righteous body Takakawa and the Three Immortals Island is helpless to take it.

"It's just ...... Different levels ......" Cuppy's innocent smile, which was always emotionless, was distorted by extreme fear from the bottom of his heart.

The young Gao Chuan is not human-like at all, although the body outline can still be a rare human shape, but his face, his hands and feet, and the tentacles behind him do not know whether they are dozens or hundreds, have already exceeded the inherent aesthetics of human beings. The young man in front of him, Gao Chuan, is ugly and weird, but it doesn't give people a sense of fierceness and arrogance, it can only be said to be indifferent and ruthless. Kewpie couldn't bear the impact of this image, if it was just an image of ugliness and hatred, but the various uncomfortable feelings that young Gao Chuan brought to him at this time were not just weird and hideous in appearance.

It's as if there is a kind of discomfort and pressure inside it - Kewpie once met the teenager Takakawa, and compared to the feeling at that time, the current teenager Takakawa seems to have changed from within, not a different person, but completely degenerated into something completely different from anything he has ever seen.

Kewpie couldn't describe what had become of him inside, because it was unseen and unheard of, and he couldn't find anything comparable to his own cognition—the appearance of the young man in front of him, Takakawa, was only a very small part of the deformed abnormal inner expression.

Kewpie no longer thinks that the thing in front of him is the young Takakawa, but this is of no use other than to make it more and more frightened.

The original young Takakawa was so powerful, both in terms of his combat power and inner strength, he was one of the few people he had seen. Even, so to speak, Kewpie jumped repeatedly in the "script", and he had never seen an existence stronger than the young Takakawa in "heart" - even the prosthetic Takakawa, even the man-made final weapon Dorothy, even the fire that led the entire network ball, Father Sissen, who insisted on his own beliefs, and even his own creator Omi, seemed to be a little less flavorful compared to it.

It once thought that even if this world became hell, the young Takakawa was the devil who would crawl out of the deepest part of hell, and if the world finally fell to the end, the young Takakawa would definitely not sink. It has always hoped that someone can break the script, eliminate the end point of "apocalypse", and let the story of this world continue, because it can't do it itself, and the one with the greatest hope is the young Takakawa.

However, even such a powerful young man Takakawa has finally become like this. Even Kewpie had never seen the young Takakawa like this in the "script", it didn't know what was going on, but the change of the young Takakawa still made its heart tremble, except for fear and despair, there was no more emotion - the moment it observed the terrible thing in front of it, it confirmed for the first time that it would also be afraid, but it preferred to have other positive emotions, not just fear and despair.

Kewpie couldn't move, he tasted fear and despair for the first time, and he never knew that fear and despair were such intense emotions that even the existence and movement of himself, who was obviously not a creature in common sense, seemed to deviate from the track of self-knowledge.

The cuticle mask on the young Takagawa's face had no facial features, only circles and twisted patterns, and even so, when Kewpie faced it, he still felt that he was staring at it, as if he was at the lowest level in this food chain - not even his brain and nerves had grown, but he was trembling because of the instinct of life.

Just as Kewpie struggled—both its body and its mind, trying to break free from the fiddling of fear and despair—the tentacles behind the young Takakawa were already entangled—they couldn't see the exact number, and even if they stared and counted, they couldn't get the exact number, as if every second, these tentacles were multiplying, fuse, and collapsing—and finally turned into a huge arm.

The arms are made of many tentacles twisted like hemp rope, and there are a total of twelve fingers, each of which is also a large number of tentacles.

Kewpie couldn't understand that the inner part of the young Takakawa had completely deteriorated, and what else he was going to do with the shape that was similar to the human body. Instead, it felt that the shape of the thing in front of it didn't even need a "tentacle", that it shouldn't have a concrete outline at all, that it didn't need to be observable.

On the other hand, being too specific, too easy to observe, is the cause of its own impact – if it can't see it, it shouldn't be frightened.

Kewpie could only watch as the giant hand stretched out from behind the young Gao Chuan fell from the sky, compared to its size, this giant hand made of countless tentacles was simply overwhelming. The giant hand wasn't fast, but it was caught before Kewpie could react in any way. Like a person pinching a tiny ant with his fingers, the tentacles that make up the fingers are covered with corrosive mucus, and when they touch Kewpie's body, it immediately makes its fur sizzle, leaving a pitted wound.

Kewpie is not a normal creature, its appearance, its fur, looks like the body of an animal, but it is very different in nature. Kewpie had never been so embarrassed, and in comparison, it felt that it was better to be torn apart by the magical girl Xiaomei before.

Kewpie was in pain for the first time, and no matter how many times it was killed, it never felt as bad as it did now. It wanted to pull out its self in every time period and replace its current self, just like it did when facing the magical girl Xiaomei, however, it failed. When it is pinched by this giant hand and corroded by these tentacles, it has a feeling of being paralyzed, and this paralysis is not just a biological paralysis, but first a paralysis from the depths of the heart to the surface of the mind, and then feedback to the body.

It can't think about more things, and it can't drive its body and its strength through thoughts.

The next moment, Cuppy saw himself being held by a giant hand and sent to the monster who was once a young Takakawa. The gaze that pierced through the mask pierced its body, making it go crazy. It didn't know what was going to happen next, it felt like it could imagine it, but it seemed like it would be a little better off not wanting anything.

What teenager Takakawa did was very simple.

The cuticle mask on his face cracked a slit in the place of his mouth, and Kewpie immediately understood something, and before it could react further, the crack had opened widely, like a mouth grinning at the base of the ear. But there were no sharp teeth, no tongues, nothing, just a black hollow.

Then, this face, covered with a mask, hangs down slightly, and with this huge mouth, Kewpie's head is gone.

Kewpie didn't feel anything, and was swallowed clean by the monster - Kewpie was so small for its size, like a person chewing a fly and a mosquito, and before he could taste it, it had already fallen into his stomach, as if his mouth was just a piece of air.

The young Gao Chuan did not have any dissatisfaction, nor did he have any satisfaction, as if he did not have the slightest feeling about what he had done. The tentacles that formed the huge arms disintegrated again, and the alienated teenager Takakawa left in the other direction with countless tentacles on his back.

Before the Combined Space Experiment Fleet was forced into the trap of "three light years", Kewpie died unexpectedly.

……

The magical girl Xiaomei suddenly recovered from her stagnation, and her mind began to turn, only to feel that she just didn't know when she was in a trance. She didn't quite understand what she was doing, and she checked what was going on around her, it was a spacious hall, but the interior furnishings and overall style were very different from the style of the Combined Space Experiment Fleet. There is not much mechanical sense, but it is full of the mystery of a religious ritual place: a large number of symbolic runes and symbols, strange sculptures, the structure of the whole hall is not boxy, and there are no unified symmetrical lines and angles, as if each contour line that constitutes this space is independent, and the arc of each line is different.

The whole room can only be described as distorted and weird, and it does not feel at all that this is a place where humans can live, because the mere sight of these various curves and completely asympathetic structures makes people feel dizzy and disgusted, and there is an urge to destroy the room.

Of course, the magical girl Xiaomei will not do anything to this hall just because of this feeling. She resisted nausea and dizziness, and her gaze fell on the pedestal that looked like an altar idol: some kind of instrument made of a mass of rings was spinning, the rhythm seemed messy and complicated, but it seemed much more regular than the outline of the others.

She immediately understood what it was, and why she was here: she followed her sister's trail and traced the branch structure of the executive engineering components. The wonderful multi-ring structure in front of us is the branch structure of the execution project. She didn't know where the other occultists would see it, but she did find it in this strange, disgusting chamber.

She felt a sense of déjà vu, as if she had been here before. In the experience of occult experts, this sense of déjà vu is by no means untargeted, and I may have really been here, but I don't have a direct impression now. It may also be because the style of this room is so unique that just being in it can create all kinds of illusions and hallucinations.

All in all, the magical girl Xiaomei believes that not only the branch structure of the executive engineering components in front of her, but also the hall itself is a kind of mystery. She never knew that there was such a place with such a different style in the cosmic joint experiment fleet. This disparate style rarely shows the unusual aspects of the branching structure, but it is also subconsciously repulsive.

The magical girl Xiaomei couldn't help but think that if other mysterious experts also found the branch structure that executed the engineering components in this place, they would probably subconsciously reject the use of this thing, right?

She didn't want to use the power of the execution engineering components, however, she wanted to find her senior sister, find a way to get the cosmic joint experimental fleet out of the trap, and find a way to restore the other survivors to their normal state - thinking of this, she was suddenly stunned, are the survivors in the cosmic joint experimental fleet really in a huge trouble?

It feels like this, however, there is no memory. Looking through her memory, she only found the answer "I am following the traces of my senior sister".

Something strange has happened. The magical girl Xiaomei bit her lip, that's what her past experience told her.