"Ah!!!!h

"Curran" burst into a scream of pain - of course, it was a scream from Seventy-Four.

With a wave of her hand, she summoned a mirror in front of her, in which she saw to her horror a flower piercing through the mask and blooming in place of her left eye.

In her mind, the mask was impossible to destroy, and even if her body was reduced to ashes, the mask should be unscathed. But now, that perception has been shattered by the scene in front of me.

"How...... How can it be?! My Mask!! How can it be?!! ”

Her right hand suddenly burst out with strength, breaking free from the prosthetic hand that held it, and the palm burning with blazing black flames slammed down on the flower on the mask—

The palm of his hand stopped at a distance of only one centimeter from the flower, and then, no matter how hard Seven Zero-Four tried, he couldn't move a single bit.

Immediately after, she saw the black flame in her hand extinguished for no apparent reason. More than a dozen flowers grew from all over the arm, beautiful and weird.

"Ah...... Ahhh......h

Curran spoke in her place:

"I've seen that your mask is not pleasing to the eye, and I even doubt that the person behind the mask is your first body, do you think that I didn't prepare at all before breaking the contract? Wouldn't it, wouldn't it? These 'elites' from the 'Seventh Department of Venture Capital', at this level?? ”

"Live—"

Before Seventy-Four had finished speaking, she stopped herself, and she saw her flower-covered right hand holding the mask, separating it from her face little by little.

"No......" she muttered fearfully, "don't...... Stop...... Please, Curran...... Please, Chairman Curran, stop! I was wrong! You can tell me to do anything, stop it......"

"It's useless for you to beg me." The previous sentence was still crying "Coran", but this sentence has turned into a sneering tone: "It's not me who wants to take you down, it's those flowers, she seems to be quite interested in your mask." ”

The mask had left Curran's face almost entirely.

"No, no, no, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!! Save me——————"

Seventy-Four's desperate shouts came to an abrupt end, and the mask was completely removed by Susha.

The flowers on their arms poked their heads out and surrounded the masks they held in their hands, like a pack of hungry wolves encircling a poor sheep, and after a short pause, they swarmed up and quickly ate the masks.

The flowers retracted into the girl's body, and Curran opened his eyes, which didn't look unusual at all.

The gray-haired girl in the black dress walked towards the three of them.

"Are you Susha or Curran?" Summer Night stared at her and asked.

"Susa." The girl said, "How do you see that?" ”

"Secret." Summer Night said.

No matter what kind of expression Curran has, he always looks preoccupied, while Susha is often pure expressionless, even if he uses the same body, he can easily distinguish the two through his demeanor on a summer night.

"Hmph~ What did you just call me for?"

Summer Night pointed to Chriss, who was lying on the ground, "Can you save her?" ”

Susha glanced at the large hole in Chrissy's abdomen: "If she is willing to eat the flowers, she can." ”

As she spoke, she spread out her palm, and a crimson flower emerged from her white palm.

Summer Night probably knew what that meant, but she didn't want to interfere, she just asked Chriss, "Would you like to?" ”

Curran ...... Have you eaten it too......" Chrissy asked weakly.

Susa nodded.

"Then I'll eat."

Susha manipulated her prosthetic hand, gently plucked the flower in her palm, and put it into Chris's mouth. Chrissy closed her mouth and swallowed the flower in her mouth.

In the next second, crimson flowers grew on the spine of the prosthetic body, they quickly filled the cavity of the abdominal cavity, and the skin of the abdomen began to heal rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, Chrissy's body had completely recovered to the appearance before the injury.

“………………”

Chriss's mouth opened wide as if she wanted to scream in pain, but nothing came out. As the wound healed, the pain on her face faded, her eyes slowly closed, and she soon fell asleep completely.

"She's not going to die, but her body doesn't belong entirely to her anymore." Susha looked at Xia Ye, "I have eaten too much at once, I need a little time to digest, don't call me if there is nothing important." ”

"What counts as 'important'?" Summer Night asked.

"That's what you mean by not bothering me until you die." After Su Sha finished speaking, he didn't care whether Xia Ye objected or not, and closed his eyes directly.

When the girl opened her eyes again, she had become Curran.

"I'm Curran!" As soon as Curran's consciousness returned, he hurriedly spoke.

"I know, Seventy-Four has been eaten by Susha." Summer night to her.

Curran nodded with relief: "That's good." How is Chrissy? ”

"She ate Susa's flowers."

“…… Is that so. ”

Curran's tone was a little complicated, but he didn't say anything more. She lifted her hand and shifted her gaze to her right arm, taking a closer look.

The witch characters on her arms have disappeared a lot, revealing their original white skin, but there are still some remnants in their original positions.

The more Curran looked, the more serious the expression on his face became:

"There are some contracts that are still not valid, and their deed bearer was supposed to be Seven Zero Four, but now it has become someone else, and I can't see the name of that person."

Summer Night immediately remembered the question she asked Susha before, and Susha replied "not necessarily", combined with Susha's ontology's tampering with the "Rift" contract when she was in the Aether Sea, she had some new understanding of the witch contract:

"The so-called 'contract' is not a binding on the equality of both parties. It is the restraint of the stronger party to the weaker party, the weak can only act within the rules of the contract, and the strong can change or even break the contract at any time if needed. ”

Curran thought for a moment and said, "You have some truth, but what if both sides are about the same strength?" ”

"The contract becomes a relatively orderly gladiatorial arena in which both sides try to fight for their own interests." Summer Night said.

Curran glanced at the contract left in his hand again: "In other words, the rest of the contract points to the other party a much more powerful guy than Seventy-Four?" ”

"Probably so."

"Now Seventy-Four is dead." Curran continued, "Then, it is likely that the other party has discovered the anomaly. I remember Seventy-Four yelling 'save me' before he died, maybe he was calling out the person on the contract, and since we're still locked up here, it's probably not over yet......"

Before Curran finished speaking, the "space behind the mirror" shook like an earthquake, and the white walls that had been unscathed by a single thunderbolt gun before appeared at this moment, but cracks appeared across the front and back. Immediately afterward, the wall began to crumble, but the falling fragments dissipated in mid-air like an illusion.

Soon, everyone found themselves in the conference room where the meeting had taken place, with all the tables and chairs in the room, and the fight in the "space behind the mirror" did not affect it in the slightest.

Summer Night looked around and smiled at Curran, "You seem to have guessed wrong, we came out." However, it is always good to be lenient with the enemy, and it can only be said that the opponent's level is too poor. ”

Curran grimaced and pointed to the top of his head.

Xia Ye raised her head suspiciously, and the smile on her face suddenly froze.

The meeting room has no ceiling, but it is not open-air, with a curved vault that resembles crystal above the room.

In the next second, an eyer bigger than a human came over and looked through the crystal vault at the four people in the conference room.

(End of chapter)