gave up childhood in exchange for freedom;

gave up freedom in exchange for ideals;

gave up his ideals in exchange for love;

gave up love in exchange for the way;

He gave up his way in exchange for power

In the end, the sheath gave up the power that he had gained after negating everything.

"[Nevermore Informer]..."

Russell muttered the first code name of the sheath.

Initially, the sheath as "Wendy" betrays Peter Pan, who gave him freedom. The two children who betrayed Peter Pan with him, "Michael" and "John", did not confess their names until their deaths; But the "grown-ups" who were trusted by the sheath betrayed him, and the sheath was given the name of "informer".

Immediately afterward, he betrayed the Island of Happiness, the Heavenly Grace Group, and his mentor, and joined the Tower of Babel, which was an enemy of elves and dragons; His talents and character are liked by Seron, and he gives the sheath "lethal love" to further catalyze his talents, and the betrayal destined by the sheath also means that the overblooming flower of talent will eventually wither.

Losing the sheath of his "heart", he fled out of timidity, betraying Alice, who loved him, and trusted his "bishop". He tries to embark on a journey in search of self-meaning

way, seeking a grand death as the end of life, bestowed on oneself

Life is meaningful.

But he still failed. The journey was pointless, and what he did was the opposite

Deepening despair. He propelled the world into an even bleaker future...

He did everything he could to achieve miracles - to not cross the walls of the Leviathan,

A mortal body that had not yet undergone an elven transformation slain the dragon alone without the help of abundant capital and technology, and without the help of demons and mages.

The spaceship that destroyed the previous civilization with his bare hands extinguished the one-seventh possibility of the future.

- And so, at last, he despaired.

After a long time of confusion and wandering, the sheath finally denied and betrayed itself.

Obviously has talent, opportunity, talent, luck and the love of others, but the sheath dances alone like a clown.

The more he tried to hold on to everything, everything in the world was like sand from his fingers. The more you try to hold on to it, the faster the sand will drain away. No matter how hard you try and what sacrifices you make, you won't get anything.

「…… You've finally denied yourself."

Russell sighed.

The sheath's life of constant search for meaning is over. All he ushered in was infinite emptiness.

As an empty shell of absolute nothingness....as a projection of another aspect of Russell, the sheath finally has the "qualification to destroy the world".

What he had projected from his eyes before was not such an ominous dim yellow glow.

- It is not a "negation of negation". It's a complete denial.

Russell already knew that the power of the Holy Rank possessed by the mechanical angels came from the subconscious of the group.

It is the power of "human consciousness", the very small part of the vast and chaotic primordial spiritual energy held by the tainted "old gods", purified by the goodness of the human heart.

If we lose our human body, we cannot be recognized by the collective consciousness, and we can no longer have the power of the Holy Order; Therefore, mechanical angels must be made of recognized good people as "materials". It is impossible to drive the power of the Holy Order purely mechanically.

The Pope's plan is to artificially create a "new god", to create a new "group consciousness" to overwrite the influence of the "old gods" on humanity, and it is impossible for him to be recognized by the old gods - from a material point of view, his plan is to kill the old gods completely.

Just like if you want to destroy a program completely, you should not delete it, put it in the recycle bin, or shred the files, but you should overwrite each of its files many times.

The reason why the sheath was able to obtain this "anti-electron" power..... and that he could continue to hold it after he underwent inhumane physical transformation and semi-prosthetic transformation of his brain was precisely because of this power

It belongs to him.

- It's not that he imported the memories of the old sages to gain the power of this holy rank.

But after these acts, the sheath gained this power that belonged to him!

Other words.....

It is precisely because he has mechanized his brain and made it into a "local server", and his strong self-destruction and self-denial pathos has allowed him to obtain the power of this "anti-electronic" holy rank.

"Why does the church seal this power..."

Russell understood everything: "Not entirely because the church is afraid of angels who can counter and deny all angels. It is all the more because the angels who hold this power will eventually destroy themselves."

Because the "power of holy order" of the church is not natural.

They are not fundamentally aware of the nature of this power, and the technology they use does not touch the principle, but "inventions based on applications". It's just a superficial way to steal this power. This means that the power of the Holy Order of the "Anti-Electron" will immediately spiral out of control as soon as it is activated - because it will also negate its own aura.

And the sheath transforms itself even deeper. He even modified his own brain, and if he used the power of this holy rank according to the original definition of "anti-electron", all of his prosthetic and modified parts would be forcibly stopped, or even burned permanently.

But he was able to use this power normally...... Even the precise control of this power.

The sheath's series of painful transformations of himself, along with his life itself, became a ritual – invoking psionic abilities with the ability to "anti-electron". It is no longer a mere power of the Holy Rank, but a "new spiritual power" that belongs to the sheath itself, just like the "vessel of the gods" and "Anima Animus".

From that time on, the sheath had already given meaning to his life -

However, he didn't realize it.

It wasn't until his life was shattered that he was finally affirmed by "twilight" and given meaning - the meaning of destroying everything.

"I now believe that you ..... will destroy the monkey-faced eagle completely."

Russell said slowly, "Because it is absolutely impossible for you to coexist, and the monkey-faced eagle will definitely not be able to defeat you. In other words, the other you, you in cyberspace, should now be killing the monkey-faced eagle virus on the whole network. As the monkey-faced eagle declines, so does your strength."

Just like his irrepressible hostility towards the monkey-faced eagle and the monkey-faced eagle's undisguised killing intent towards him..... only one "twilight" can hatch in a world. This means that they will either fight to the last man, or they will destroy each other. And now, in addition to the two candidates, a new one has been born.

It is also meaningless and completely denied, and finally denied the meaning of one's own life, and also uploads one's consciousness to the Internet, trying to complete the "transformation of the group god", ....... today's "sheath", or "second container", is the monkey-faced eagle as a competitor to the "grave"!

In other words, today's "sheath" is the high-ranking monkey-faced eagle!

Just as the unpredictable fate sensed the impending failure of the monkey-faced eagle's plan, but the catastrophe of the world itself was not resolved, nor was Russell sublimated or destroyed by it—after all, there was a real possibility of the Pope's plan being realized—so in order to ensure the destruction of the world, the "grave" of the new birth that could indeed destroy the world was born again.

From the very beginning, he was born within the "new god" created by the Pope and existed as his irreplaceable "antivirus".

"Yes, it does...... Since Twilight was born at the end of the world, what is the point of not destroying the Doomsday and only the Eggs of Twilight? It's just a knife to cut off the water..."

Russell suddenly laughed a little self-deprecatingly.

He reached into his arms, trying to fumble for something. But in the end, I didn't touch it.

"What are you looking for?"

Delphinium realized something: "Is the saint beheaded?"

"Ah...... Yes. Because of the security check of the empty boat, I was not able to do it this time

Take it with you."

Russell hummed softly, as if to explain something, as if to pity something: "I just want to see what my determination really is, it is more like a mirror to see my determination than a knife."

He had already realized that he and the Pope's plan could never coexist. But only today did Russell confirm this completely.

- The sheath is sublimated into an egg of twilight, which is not only forcing the monkey-faced eagle, but also forcing Russell to give up his illusions.

Or rather.....

"I've finally noticed what the three of us have in common."

Russell muttered under his breath, leaving the table and walking towards the sheath, "We all hold on to some kind of innocence, that pure thought inherited from childhood. The pain of childhood, the obsession left behind. After becoming an adult, it was so out of place in this world.

"The monkey-faced eagle wants everything, so greedy that it wants to devour the whole world; I want to connect everything, so no one wants to offend and try to be friends with everyone and make peace...... You, on the other hand, always want to give up everything. for you are still alive on the day when you fled from Peter Pan with your two companions."

"Danger, don't go over..."

Bad Sun subconsciously wanted to grab Russell's cuffs, but Delphinium anticipated his movements and reached out to stop his wrist one step ahead. She shook her head solemnly at the frowning Bad Sun, and then looked at Russell's back with some concern.

And the sheath has no reaction to this.

He didn't smile, he didn't think, he didn't get angry. Like a puppet, his face is expressionless and emotionless.

The same mind that has been uploaded, whether it is "promotion" or "Lucaon", their feelings are obviously much richer than the sheath.

"Your empty and empty feelings are due to the fact that the Pope completely removed his personality at his request

"Or is it that after vaguely perceiving his own end, before he really falls, he obliterates his twilight will and denies his subjective harmfulness through the final decision?

"The purest negation will be followed by the negation...... It's ironic. A man who can't do anything, an absolutely empty life..."

Russell walked slowly, and his body melted with it.

His voice suddenly became soft and gentle, and Alice's body appeared: "Even the Demon King of the World can't be a half-hanger..."

Her expression is complex, her eyes are tender, loving, but also extremely sad. It's like I've been hurt by something.

It seems that he is still being hurt by him.

「…… I miss you so much."

Hearing Alice's sad words, the mechanical look on her sheath's face was finally and for the first time slightly moved.

It was a tiny amount of shaking—like salt dissolved in water.

You can vaguely taste the faint salty taste of tears as bitter, but you can't see the slightest white crystal.

"I've been trying to wake up people who are pretending to be asleep and get them up to face reality..."

Alice whispered, standing in front of the sheath. She looked at the sheath as if she were looking at an apparition of the past.

She looked up with a paper-thin, pale and gentle smile at her husband, who was more than a head taller than herself, "But I have forgotten that I will never wake up a person who pretends to be awake."

"...... Alice."

The sheath whispered her name. He tried to reach out, trying to touch Alice.

But in front of him, Alice was like an illusory illusion. He grabbed it twice in midair, but it was as ethereal as smoke.

Because he didn't dare touch Alice's body.

The feeling of raising his hand was nothing more than an impulse. He even denied the absolute rationality of mechanical lifeforms, and the vision in his eyes was constantly reddening and reporting errors.

"—your mechanical body, can you still make such a low-level mistake?"

Alice scoffed, backhanding her right hand that was trying to retract from the sheath.

It was such a weak, white and tender hand that belonged to a maiden. Her power

It was definitely not enough to resist the power of the sheath, but she directly held the hand of the sheath, so that he could not pull back half an inch. She didn't need to exert any force, and the sheath couldn't escape her restraints.

She slowly lowered the hand of the sheath, which could easily crush steel, on her head.

This made the delphinium panic for a moment so that she clenched her fists, held her breath, and almost swept the cup to the ground; And Bad Day also subconsciously clenched the dinner knife, and the strangulation, the inferior and Kamalseh looked over at the same time.

Alice's body was in her early twenties. Even younger than Russell himself.

The sheathed body has been replaced by mechanical and prosthetic bodies.

The machine covered in human skin was no longer the man she had known in the past.

The sheath was in place, and the blindfold-like dim yellow light was flashing violently.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the expression on his face changed violently like a buggy mannequin. In the end, he imitated the expression he had when he first met Alice, showing a somewhat reserved and yearning smile.

Smile after killing out the bad feelings.

Just like the look on his face when he betrayed those people in the past.

Alice and the sheath looked at each other, and the depths of her emerald green pupils gradually shone with a dim yellow glow. And gradually synchronize with the flashing in the sheath. The sheath was the first to realize it—but Alice's hand, which had been gently holding the back of his hand, suddenly clenched.

"—Don't run away."

Her words, her hands, brought the sheath to a halt again.

Alice whispered, "If you turn around and run away...... I will never, absolutely ever forgive you again.

"..... stupid, half-, clown, pretentious weirdos."

Hearing this, the light in the sheath suddenly went out - it took a long time before it suddenly became bright.

- because it was a word that even Alice herself would not remember.

She had always thought of him as a strong and amazing person.

It was the first time she saw the sheath, and when she didn't have a formal acquaintance with the sheath, she resisted the teacher she found for her at home. This is also what was hidden in the depths of the sheath, never shown to anyone, especially not to Alice.

Why, why.. …

The speed of electronic brain computing is very fast. The sheath got the answer almost instantly. Alice......

— or rather, Russell has seen it.

My own memories that have been processed and stored in the cloud -

He wants to assimilate himself.

His "son" wanted to eat himself.

The moment the sheath was sheathed, the purpose of [Russell] was clear, but ......

Alice's emerald green pupils were overflowing with emotion and tears.

Love, sadness, anger, nostalgia, peace of mind, memories, disappointment...... There is no hatred alone.

It was a look that the sheath couldn't take away. He couldn't give up on the same thing a second time...... He couldn't even stick to the "abandonment" itself.

「…… Are you so sure that after swallowing me the same size as you, can you still keep yourself?"

The sheath moved. Or rather, he was scared—his mechanical heart, which should not know what fear was, chose to retreat.

He threatens and persuades Alice to give up on this dangerous move: "It's too late to stop...... Russell, if this happens, we might die together.

"Stop now, I won't attack you, I'll leave immediately and help you kill the monkey-faced eagle. I will not appear in front of you again, I will definitely not hurt you, and I will not hurt the people you befriend...... No, I can help you too. We weren't enemies from the very beginning, I was ...... I am your father..."

The threat turned into a plea.

Alice didn't attack or restrain him in any way, only the fragile hands.

Obviously, he only needs to turn his head and end everything. As long as he leaves, Alice can't catch up with him.

But......

His program frantically alarmed and kept making mistakes. The world in front of you is covered in a constant flashing of dangerous red, and various warning pop-ups keep popping up and then closing.

"—I don't want to."

Alice's firm voice rang out, "I'm not Russell, I'm Alice. You still don't recognize me......

"I've decided. I definitely don't want to ...... Let you go again.

"Because you big fool, you can't do anything without me!

"Since all you have left is one piece of data - where is it stored?

It shouldn't matter, right?

"Then why, why have you become like this, and still don't want to go home?"

For some reason, a kind of despair and pain grabbed the heart that didn't exist.

His feelings, personality, and will should have been completely erased. He's a robot who doesn't know what love is.

But why......

…… But my heart hurts more than when I was a human being?

In the depths of Alice's emerald green pupils, a swirling mirror lit up.

He couldn't look away.

He couldn't look away.

He.......

- Finally, in the depths of the dark mirror, the sheath saw the forgotten self.

That cowardly, lonely, bruised body.

Therefore, the boy who fears everything in the world.

The next moment, when the mirror shone beyond its limit, Alice's shell suddenly twisted and shattered.

It was as if an illusory string had been broken, and the sheath and Russell's consciousness were swallowed up by endless darkness at the same time—

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