At this time, Calamity looked back at Golantis, who was almost broken in the horror, and turned his head in silence. In this world saturated with lies, if you don't have a strong enough heart, you will be eroded by lies. How difficult it is to maintain a pure heart......

"Love. Woe Tian whispered.

A pair of invisible hands gently hugged the neck of Calamity, warm and reassuring. The corners of Calamity's mouth also showed a reassuring smile, he was really tired in this tired world. Even the people around her couldn't believe that even these warm hands might be the weapon of the god of calamity to deal with her in the end.

But...... Enough is enough. As long as it's warm at the moment, that's enough. As the black thistle said, the distant future, or even the inevitable dark future, sometimes there is no need to deliberately think and fear. It doesn't change anything with any of your practices, like a doomed ending.

Just like people, they will die, this is a fact that no one can avoid, but everyone deliberately dilutes or even ignores this fact. Isn't it a very depressing thing to think that you will die one day? Although the good times have only been decades, I have also lived.

Calamity's faint smile was like a soft light, diluting her own overly conspicuous light. Calamity's appearance has not changed, but that kind of temperament that is hidden in the city has become not much different from ordinary people. That kind of concealment is not convergence, but a more generous disclosure.

At this time, when Dochua looked at Pache again, it was like looking at a child who had not grown up, looking at everything in this world with the most biased point of view. Self-centered, believing that he is the most unjust one, looking at everyone else with an inferior gaze.

Whether it's a lie or a truth, when it has wrapped everything in you, then all is your truth. This is a fact that cannot be refuted no matter what, just like this battlefield wrapped in war, this is the reality of disaster.

"A lot of times, ignorance is bliss. "Woe Tian drew a circle with his hand, and he also drew a circle in his heart. Silently, Disaster Heavens gently severed Patchouli's inexplicable connection.

It's not difficult.

If the other party is like a terminal computer, the firewall may be ridiculously strong, but it must use transit to connect with another computer. The most direct is a direct connection with a wire, which is also the safest and the least secure at the same time. Coincidentally, how to connect the thread of the origin, Calamity knows better than anyone else, so the means are more direct, that is, to cut this thread directly.

Maybe I'll have to trouble Yakumo Murasaki to amnestic this time.

Disaster Tian looked indifferently at the Patchouli hidden behind the "moon", and the inappropriate atmosphere was too easy to find. Woe Tian casually sat on a gravel in the rest area, surrounded by people running to transport the wounded. Very often, the wounded take their last breath in the midst of a bump. There were so many dead that no one even had time to remove a clearing for their bodies.

When an individual rises to the level of race, then the individual is a number, a number whose name is omitted. When death has become inevitable, can the individual's sense of racial sacrifice be awakened? Although she didn't understand why she had been so obsessed with people, she understood that it was also her obligation.

She...... But the "Sage of Mankind"!

"Sure enough, women are more sentimental than men. "Woe Tian held her cheeks, and her ability to look far away allowed her to easily lock on to Wang Yao and Patchouli, who were far away in the depths of the battlefield.

Looking at Pachouli, who had not moved for a long time, Disaster Sky also smiled: "But a woman's decisiveness at some times is also eye-catching. ”

Pache didn't let the calamity wait, and she finally cast her illusion magic. Wang Yao was bewildered by the illusion that Pache had carefully prepared. The scarlet omen of death suddenly began to flicker, and this possible ending made Calamity very amusing. However, that indifferent smile may be very bad in the eyes of those in the know.

————————————I'm the lovely dividing line———————————

"Constantly use mental concussion to interfere, and the burning hand blasts the broken door for me with a flame blast!" Wang Yao hid behind a broken robot and looked at the alloy door, which could be several meters thick, quickly calculating the magic power needed for fire suppression and violent breakthroughs, and the speed of mana recovery.

It's not a good job!

"Chief, the door has exploded!" a shout lifted Wang Yao's mood.

An afterimage, a spellcaster who couldn't dodge was thrown to the ground.

"First ...... Leader!save...!ah!" With a miserable scream, Wang Yao had already seen the "bug"!

Bugs appear in interstellar wars. Well, this should be considered normal.

Wang Yao frowned, pinched a few tricks and said, "Use the wall of fire to continue burning!" Let's test the fire resistance of these guys first, and see if you can kill them directly by the way. "Wang Yao's immortal technique, Bing Qingjue, has been released, which can purify the air to a certain extent. Wang Yao didn't want to be infected by anything, or be parasitic by miniature bugs.

However, the people in there may have died. Wang Yao didn't believe that this bug still had the in-game judgment that it couldn't hurt allies. In other words, the ship can be considered overcome. But where do these bugs come from?

Wang Yao had some bad premonitions. After all, bugs are all linked to the sea of worms. There are bugs here, are there bugs flying all over the place?

"Burning hands, is it still useful to locate the return to the city?" Wang Yao asked in a deep voice.

The burning hand on the side immediately took out something of a type compass, and then replied expressionlessly: "I have been disturbed, so I can't use it for the time being." ”

"How many more are there?" asked Wang Yao briefly.

"206 pcs. If you have 8 serious injuries, you can perform them together...... Deathstorm. The voice of the burning hand paused.

Wang Yao said calmly: "What's going on outside this battleship?"

"There is no ......," the voice of the burning hand stopped abruptly, and then said in amazement, "Chief, we have been dragged into the illusion. ”

And so it was......

"Those bugs, presumably, are the product of the enemy's illusion. Inform your subordinates to be careful of their psychic protection. Wang Yao still wanted to make a move, but he suddenly found that he was on the beast path!

I was tricked.

Wang Yao didn't have time to be surprised, and immediately muttered the Soul Suppression Mantra, but it had no effect. Wang Yao understood that this illusion might not be so simple, so he added a mental barrier to himself and observed his surroundings.

Behind it, it turned out to be the Red Devil Pavilion!

Wang Yao was in a trance for a moment, and then understood that the other party was taking advantage of his mental loophole. The best way now is naturally to stay away from the Red Devil Pavilion and stay away from this mental trap set for him, but for some reason, Wang Yao feels that if he really leaves, something irreparable will happen. In the end, Wang Yao still trusted his instincts and took a step forward.

Like the ripples of water stirring up, the picture in front of me seems to come to life. Wang Yao gently pushed open the door that was not guarded by Hong Meiling, and looked inside curiously, speculating on possible traps, the most likely being to set some traps in the Red Devil Pavilion that caused him memories and then died.

"What are you doing sneaking around?" a voice startled Wang Yao!

As soon as Wang Yao turned around, he saw Sakiya with a puzzled face.

"Oh, hello. Although Wang Yao knew that it might be a phantom, he couldn't help but say hello.

"Didn't you meet Pache Li?" asked Sakuya as she threw out a throwing knife and nailed it to Hong Meiling, who was lazy and sleeping.

Shout!

Hong Meiling's head tilted and dodged the flying knife, but she hadn't woken up yet......

These two people, as always.

"No, what's wrong with Patchouli?" Wang Yao looked at Hong Meiling's sleeping posture and asked funny.

"She's gone looking for you in the midst of people. Didn't you respond to the horn flute and enter another world?Why did you come back so early?Isn't it over there?"Sakuya asked three questions in a row with slight interest.

"Not really. I'm here because of some special circumstances. Anyway, you know that Remilia is ......" Before Wang Yao's words were finished, he was surprised to see the ruins of the Red Devil Pavilion that had collapsed not far away, "Who is the eldest lady fighting with again." "Completely accustomed to the tone.

"The earthquake collapsed. Sakiya seemed to remember that terrifying scene, and her eyes were slightly in awe, "If you're looking for the eldest lady, just go to the underground library." ”

After hearing this, Wang Yao said hello to Sakuya and walked towards the underground library of the Red Devil Pavilion. The fairy maid and the shadow servant who were busy on the road looked at Wang Yao with a sense of unreality, but they couldn't say anything specific about the weirdness. This feeling made Wang Yao very uncomfortable.

Walking through the long dark corridor, Wang Yao finally reached the underground library.

In one corridor of the library, Remilia was drinking black tea. Wang Yao, who felt that something was wrong, picked up a magic book casually, and the knowledge on it was indeed jerky and difficult to understand. Moreover, Wang Yao was sure that this magic guide book did not exist in his memory. Following his memory, Wang Yao came to a familiar section again, and pulled out a book, and the graffiti notes on it were so familiar!

What the hell is this...... What is the illusion?

"Are you confused?" Remilia didn't know when she had appeared behind Wang Yao.

"It's not. Wang Yao's confused brain smiled a little reluctantly at this Remilia, who didn't know whether it was true or not.

"Every time you lie, your left ear always shakes regularly, don't you know?" Remilia laughed narrowly.

How could I know about this kind of thing! Wang Yao's face was full of black lines.

"Well, you're dying anyway, so there's nothing to say to you. At this time, Remilia spoke in a strange tone.

Obviously, Wang Yao also noticed this, and consciously began to guard against Remilia.

"Hehe, ordinary days are always boring, aren't they? This is also to repay the favor that the Red Devil Pavilion once owed you. Remilia's upright young figure exuded an unknown majesty and oppression, and even Wang Yao unconsciously took a few steps back.

Remilia used the mantra.

Wang Yao immediately reacted, Remilia was using the truth to prove her identity. So in other words, isn't this an illusion, but some kind of spatial transfer?

I am a phantom!

Wang Yao looked up sharply and saw Remilia's sneering expression. The shocked Wang Yao began to be confused. The truth cannot be faked, is it possible that even the truth is an illusion? No, the truth is the highest rule, and even the illusion cannot simulate the truth! So what is the truth of the completely opposite truth?

[This is not the Red Devil Pavilion, there is no existence here except you, but you will be killed] Remilia deliberately used a subdued tone, observing the ever-changing face.

[You will die at my hands, but I am not you, and you will not commit suicide] Speaking of this, Remilia saw Wang Yao's expression but calmed down, and couldn't help but show an approving gaze.

Wang Yao, who calmed down, looked at Remilia, who was still majestic, and said, "What the hell are you...... Who is it?"

Remilia gently put her finger to her lips, made a silent motion, and said, "Fate has made its choice, and I have done as much as I can for you." The rest is up to you. Struggle, repent, and try to live. With that, Remilia walked down the stairs and headed out of the underground library.

The moment Remilia and Wang Yao passed by, they said the last truth.

[Be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth]

Wang Yao turned his head and found that there was no such person as Remilia. When he looked around, he noticed that there were not many bookshelves, and this vague feeling was in line with the definition of illusion in his mind.

Wang Yao seemed to understand what had just happened now.

"I owe a lot of favors. Wang Yaoluo said helplessly.