Wrapped in the black mud, Fisher's consciousness did not go out as if the power had been cut off, but he felt more and more awake, as if he had been injected with 10,000 injections of stimulants.

It was just at this moment that he seemed to have undergone a change from top to bottom that he could not have predicted.

The first is the level of consciousness.

He suddenly saw many, many pieces of unidentified and illegible knowledge, which had been engraved into his brain like a signal, but when he remembered the magical knowledge he had learned in the past, it was as if it were unreadable, and it only caused deep pain.

"Ahhhh

Fisher roared, and in an instant, the same madness that he had felt when he had read the Soul Replenishment Manual filled his head again, as if it was about to overflow, and all his seven orifices poured out of the black sludge that was like black mud, and he didn't know what it was.

He seemed to see the vast starry dome, as if he saw the sparkling strange celestial bodies, as if he saw strange beings huddled in dark corners or lodged under bright stars.

Just by seeing those great, indescribable beings, Fisher's body almost broke apart, but for some reason, his consciousness was extremely clear, as if he was completely unaffected.

Fisher's consciousness continued to weave through such a completely strange, magnificent, silent world, until the cold loneliness filled his body, and he faintly heard a song from within him.

The voice and language that are the carrier of the song are too difficult to understand, but Fisher seems to be guided by the song, as if it has become one with it, and follows the infinite sound that permeates the universe...

It didn't go farther and farther away, but instead took Fisher to the place he knew best.

In the deep night of the Dragon Continent, Fisher's consciousness floated with the song, stepping over the camel next to him that had not happened to anything, and across the shore he had just walked, until the song carried him past the devastated beach below, and he seemed to see the beaten whale species below.

His consciousness suddenly froze in place, so he opened his mouth softly,

"Wait..."

When he said this, he first felt ridiculous, and even he didn't know why he was speaking to a song or a being around him that he didn't know the origin of, but he only faintly felt a sense of intimacy.

But the next second he spoke, the movement of the singing voice slowly stopped.

The Sorobatar, who seemed to be in a state of madness, was now wrapping up layers of desperate hook kisses, trying to completely suck him into and reforge him to become his next triumph.

At the moment when the singing stopped, Sorobato's crazy expression also reversed, he looked around, and said in confusion and surprise,

"Life, oh, the gospel of life, let me hear your voice..."

"Ah, I heard, I heard..."

Fisher didn't look at the other party, but now he looked at the hook kiss he was bound by, and saw that he had his limbs cut off and was in danger...

Fisher wanted to save him.

The invisible singing voice seemed to feel Fisher's will, and the next moment, the invisible singing voice that seemed to be like a whisper became clearer.

After listening to it for a longer time, Fisher even understood a little bit of what the other party was singing or saying as if he had no teacher.

"Say... Say... Say..."

Does it want to make itself say something, to that strange angel?

Fisher was silent for a moment, then whispered to the angel,

"You... Damn it..."

The next moment, as if he was following his words, the singing voice next to him suddenly became high-pitched. As Fisher's voice fell, something in the strange angel's body instantly gave Fisher a warm response, like a devout believer who had followed him for a long time, and left Sorobato Run.

The next moment, Sorobato disintegrated on his own in confusion, and the seriously injured hook kiss was out of danger and fell to the ground, and several shadows in the distance who had been paying attention to this place also popped out of their heads...

Fisher breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had a preoccupation with him, and the next second, the song continued to float upwards without stopping, like a pair of gentle, large hands, without knowing the specific direction or destination.

He just kept following the song.

As time went on, Fisher found that he could understand more and more words, and although they did not seem to be continuous with each other, as illegible as pieces of broken glass, Fisher finally stopped listening to the heavenly books.

Listen only to the invisible singing voice,

"The singer... Centre... Thousands... Soul..."

Fisher was thus carried around by the other party, and everything around him seemed to change in front of him at this moment, until everything around him turned into a deep darkness, a strange space watched by only a few blinking stars.

Here, Fisher's originally clear consciousness felt a great joy, like a baby about to sleep, and his consciousness became more and more drowsy, I am afraid that even his favorite Asian lady came to him...

It was a terrible stupor.

Fisher only vaguely remembers the stars he had crossed the globe; Stepping over a sprawling building created by an unknown strange civilization; Across a sea of bubbles that struggled to rise and fall...

In the drowsiness, Fisher finally realized that the invisible song in front of him seemed to be taking him somewhere, no matter where, he only felt that he was getting farther and farther away from the place he was familiar with.

In his mind, the shadows of the ladies and important people he had met suddenly exploded, and he suddenly woke up and stayed where he was, no longer following the song beside him to move forward in the starry sky here.

The song beside him, which made Fisher feel kind, keenly felt his will, and its voice was slightly higher, as if urging him forward, but Fisher did not move his footsteps again.

Fisher was completely reminded that he had gone back in time to settle his death, and Renee was still waiting for him in the future.

And at this moment, he is still in the process of advancing to the mythical rank!

This may be a chaotic demagoguery, because the way he advances is a little different from others, he must return to his own body, and only the unity of body and soul can enter the myth.

“… I'm going back. ”

“……”

Thinking of this, Fisher suddenly opened his mouth and said to the song. Then, before the other party could react, he had already resolutely left backwards, no longer following the beautiful song.

The singing around him stopped abruptly, but at this moment, Fisher vaguely felt a touch of disappointment from the other party, but soon that feeling disappeared.

It didn't mean to stop Fisher, but it dissipated little by little, slowly receding like a tide in a direction in the dark depths of the sky.

That direction, like the end and like the end, and that song seems to come from here.

The process of going back was much easier than Fisher had imagined, and instead of seeing what he had seen when he had gone, he quickly found his body.

The strange thing is that the black mud that wrapped his body has completely disappeared, revealing only his self covered with dense ∞ symbols.

Everything was normal, and Fisher felt more relaxed than ever, as if the Mythical Rank was just around the corner, but soon he would regret thinking so.

The reason lies in his soul.

He couldn't wait to merge into his body again, and under the guidance of an aura that could break all the rules, Fisher's strong body and soul began to connect intimately, but it was not until he felt a sharp pain from both soul and body that he realized that his soul was a thousand times more twisted than before.

"Shhh

The pain was more severe than the torture of playing the lute, like cutting Fisher's ribs one by one with a razor.

In reality, Fisher's body began to undergo unimaginable distortions with a tooth-aching crackling sound, and countless strange knowledge hidden in his mind began to emerge at this moment, making it extremely difficult for him to adapt to the body that was about to become one with his soul at the moment.

"Crackling!"

"Roar..."

In the forest at night, a piercing, human-like shadow rampaged through the woods, causing a ripple of regularity.

The leashed camel in the distance trembled with fear at the sound of the moment, and it did not even dare to sing, but buried its head in the obstacle of fallen leaves as if it were dead, and became an ostrich, but did not leave.

Of course, it may not be because of how loyal he is to Fisher that he is reluctant to leave his side.

The reason is that he tied the camel before Fisher advanced, and it couldn't walk if it wanted to, that's all.

……

……

"Chirp!"

It was still morning, but it was not quiet in the forest, and many trees had fallen abruptly compared to the previous forest. The ground was marked by what looked like some kind of giant monster, and the holes, scratches, and countless black slimes that were ten meters deep made the woods look like hell in the morning.

"Whew..."

At this moment, at the end of the forest, a naked man was hugging his body, and his strong muscles were still surging, as if there were strange eyes that were stirring wildly.

Fisher squinted one eye in exhaustion, looking at the dark sky at this moment, and in his mind, all kinds of strange knowledge had been hitting his sanity and making him close to madness.

Don't look at him being so quiet at this moment, it's just because he has no strength at all.

Fisher gasped and didn't even dare to move, for fear that if he moved, his body would be disintegrated and turned into some kind of deformed monster.

In the midst of such extreme torment, Fisher's brain went blank, and all living consciousness was used to defend against the madness that came from the depths of his soul.

He doesn't want to think about anything, even to die at this moment...

Fisher's narrowed eyes closed tiredly, but the strange squirming of his body became more and more obvious, until the next second, a warm light suddenly came from the east, passed through the trees and dirt knocked down by his distorted body, and landed on his face.

Is it dawn?

Fisher thought.

Perhaps because of the warmth of the sun, Fisher opened his eyes again.

In the fog, he vaguely saw a figure in a white robe squatting in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

The other party's short blonde curls were unkemptly placed in front of her blue-gold dilated pupils. She remained barefoot in a crouching position, only a millimeter or so from the dirt, floating in front of the embarrassed Fisher, tilting her head to look at him.

"Helaire..."

In his whisper, Fisher opened his mouth as if to determine whether it was a hallucination in front of him.

It was not until the next moment that the beautiful and holy angel in front of him, who had fallen in the morning light, heard his words, and really stretched out his hands to Fisher like an apostle in heaven to save the believers in distress on earth, and slowly took his head into his own arms.

Her squatting position sank slightly, turning into a mud-free sitting, until she rested the back of Fisher's head on her thigh hidden under her white robe.

In the morning light, for some reason, the pain that had almost tormented Fisher was moving away a little, and he only felt extremely warm.

"How do you... Here it comes? ”

But the moment he had the strength, his mouth was still not rated high-maybe it was just that for the bad angel in front of him, Fisher suddenly had the attribute of being honest and honest?

Helaire, who was holding his head, didn't care about his words at all, but felt that Fisher missed her very much, so he smiled at him and asked,

"How's it going, when you finally see me, are you going to be moved to tears?"

“……”

Fisher closed his eyes, turned his head sideways, leaned into her arms, didn't cry, just rubbed her body gently,

"One thing, I felt like I was going to die."

The smile on Heller's face brightened several times, but it didn't make a sound.

I saw her raise her head, look at the slowly rising sun in the sky, and suddenly said,

"Be confident, you won't die after this world is over."

"You. . . Isn't it a little too confident? ”

"Because I'm here, I've been watching your state for the past four days..."

Hellaire lifted his temple, hugged Fisher, made a bowstring tugging motion, and pouted at Fisher by the way, attracting his attention and adding unfinished words,

"Don't forget, you still have the arrows left by Cupid on you."

"Cupid's arrow, that is, have I succeeded, but I still feel a little not... Wait a minute, what do you say, four days? ”

Fisher had wanted to say that his state was still very wrong, and although it was more comfortable to stay by Heller's side now, he was not sure that he had successfully advanced to the Mythic Rank.

Until he was vaguely aware of the change in time, and he advanced for four days?

But in reality, none of this is the point, and Fisher is not such a time-conscious person.

The point is, if these four days are crossed, wouldn't tomorrow be the day agreed with Helaire?

Does this already mean that Helaire is close to the gender he is about to change?

No wonder, Fisher seems to have smelled a little charming, warm fragrance at the moment, and I don't know where it came from.

Fisher, lying in Heller's arms, blinked, then looked up at her, only to see the folds of her undulating white robe and her smiling face.

But I saw Hellaire smiling brightly, holding his chin and looking directly at him.

Then she held out a finger and devolved over his lips, as if she were fishing, though she didn't know if it was fishing for Fisher's tongue.

The white fingers shook like that, occasionally rubbing Fisher's lips slightly, and an itch like an electric shock ran across it.

"Uh-huh, what's wrong?"

Helaire was still shrouded in the holy morning light, as dazzling as a true angel, but at this moment, in her smiling expression and condescending gaze, her true character seemed to be glimpsed, and thus a fatal temptation bloomed.

Facing her gaze and smile at the moment, Fisher's eyes dodged for an unprecedented moment, and even his words became awkward,

"It's nothing, I just want to ask how Tang Ze, who has been taking care of you these days......"

After a pause, Helaire still smiled, as if in a silent reply.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Fisher said again,

"By the way, I have a little gift for you."

"Oh, just for me?"

The Helaire Angel has been activated again.

"I just found something interesting by the way, and it's not specialized."

"Oh, that's it. In other words, the first thing that comes to mind when you find something is me? ”

"Did I succeed in my advancement, why didn't I feel anything..."

Fisher closed his eyes and said so, but before he could finish speaking, he was kissed gently by Helaire, who was holding his head, and landed on his forehead like a dragonfly touching water.

"Hahahaha, you're so cute..."

“……”

Fisher's face darkened, and he had said before that he didn't like to be complimented on his cuteness, but Hellel loved to do so.

The point is that it is difficult to hold her Fisher accountable. The cunning angel would always add a faint kiss as a gift when he uttered such a bad word, which made Fisher unable to parry.

He didn't bother to pay attention to the evil angel, but to tell the truth, his state suddenly improved more than a little, and even his wriggling limbs slowly regained consciousness, except for a little tinnitus in his ears, and the occasional whisper of unknown meaning.

But he didn't move, and suddenly found that for some reason, there was a pitch-black, like a black goat's horn lying quietly in his arms.

"It's... What? ”

Looking at the object in his arms, Fisher rubbed his temples with a bit of a headache, and asked.

(End of chapter)