What replied to her was a dead silence. But Shino Yoshida couldn't wait any longer. The paint quickened its movement and ran in her direction, and the tide chased after her, striking hard at the half-torn chains at one end and surging into waves at the other to reach the Paper-Ancestral Bird. Even if she was able to drag those alien crystals enough to shake them off, she still couldn't parry the many attacks, and she had to use some oil paint to build protection from being attacked herself. The tide circled behind her, intending to repeat the trick, and where she stood, large patches of purple like a crescent moon quickly rose straight up to cut them off and assimilate them...... However, she covered her mouth and half-knelt down at this moment, and the purple crystals from between her fingers kept leaking, clinging to her fingers and knees, like rusty statues.

"But, evil ......" Shinomai Yoshitaka tried to stand up, but instead fell to her knees completely on the ground, purple crystals spread on the ground, some disappeared, some clinging to her body, vomit-like sticky and profane. Only then did she hear the voice of the paper ancestor flying bird, but it was difficult for her to even pronounce it. Seeing the opportunity, the tide was divided into two groups, one group surrounded the powerless Yoshitaka Shino Dance, and the other group stared at the paper ancestor Asuka who finally came back to his senses and began to fight back with an axe-

Is it going to be devoured? She thought unwillingly and helplessly.

…… I'm sorry, Sister Sayaka, I didn't take good care of your brother, it looks like I want to be the same as you......

She was greeted by a piercing crackling sound.

Cracks appeared in the main tide...... It's not so much a crack as something that grows out of it, a crystal blue that sits on top of it. The tide screamed, stretching out countless softened and dense waves to try to pull it down, but the moment it was pulled down, it was also accompanied by dark red crystals. And in the cracks that were created in this way, blue light leaked out through the darkness of the cavern, shining like the lamp of hope.

The two of them held their breath and looked there.

Izumi still held the eyeball in his hand, his goggle-shaped terminal hanging around his neck, and the screen seemed to be shattered. The nerves at the end of the eyeball in his hand took on the shape of chains, pulling at every inch of the red crystals inside the tide for an infinite length, immobilizing it. It roared angrily, hurting itself the moment it tore off its chains, and it fell to the ground with a sharp and sharp sound, squirming back and forth and violently. Even the part that surrounded the two of them rushed back to focus on the immediate priority. He silently threw his eyeballs upward. Long before it touched the wall of the crystalline, it exploded in an instant, and countless chains burst out at the same time, grabbing every section of the tide, tearing them off, then smashing, striking, spinning, throwing, and dragging back without mercy, until it could no longer make out the shape and merge with the ground.

The moment the distorted smile disappeared from Izumi's face, the tide was like that exploding eyeball, bursting into countless pieces and disappearing. He stared down at the ground for a while, unable to tell whether he was identifying the nuclear or confirming the tragic situation, but said lightly, "No nuclear found" and shook violently, and then fell to the ground and stopped moving. The eyeball slipped from his fingers, gurgling and rolling on the ground, and only stopped when it touched the tip of the paper ancestor bird's toes.

Izumi realized that he was dreaming again.

To be precise, once again in that dark space. There was still nothing here, but unlike the last time, he had enough knowledge and courage to face the situation, so he took the first step towards the endless darkness, then the second step, the third step...... However, the darkness did not return the way he deserved, and even the sound of footsteps was swept into the endless void and obliterated. If memory is correct, a pure blue crystal appeared shortly after the last time, and its form and structure were extremely similar to the isomorphs that Izumi used to fight, so was he attacked by himself, or was he ...... Even though he knew that it was just a dream, an illusion woven by an active brain, he couldn't help but be curious. So he simply stopped and looked up in the direction where the crystal might appear.

Nothing. It's like a newborn born with nothing.

…… And at this moment, he suddenly noticed that from the infinite distance and the infinite direction, there were countless lines of brilliant blue approaching, gradually converging under his feet like a continuous stream of water; Threads began to connect with each other, gradually filling the ground in the shape of a gear, and then the ankles that had wrapped around the spring began to climb upwards—and it was only then that he realized that it was none other than the chain he was using. Izumi Huangbo frowned and held his breath, intending to summon the same chains to clear these obstacles, but found that there was nothing in his chest, even if the desire to survive had never been so strong, and the feeling of the usual flashes in his eyes was completely gone, not only that, but the speed of those chains was gradually accelerating, binding his hands and legs, his abdomen was pressed tightly, and his chest could not escape, and finally slowly wrapped around his fragile neck.

Izumi threw his head back and gasped for air, but the squeezed trachea could not contain even a trace of oxygen for him. The speed of the struggle is getting slower and the strength is getting smaller and smaller. Will you die in your dreams if you go on like this? Such a sentence flashed inexplicably in the confused brain. What would the reality look like then...... Will it really die? You can't die yet, because you still have companions, because you're still a messenger, because of your mission...... Wait, what is the mission ......?

His last gaze was fixed on the blue chains that were wrapped around his eyes and that nothing was reflected.

Izumi opened his eyes suddenly, and the pale light and ceiling that scrambled to meet him made him have to close his eyes, and after a few seconds, he slowly and reluctantly opened his eyes, and the soreness and weakness came over his body. There was the sound of instruments working in the strange room, and everything was the same as the day he first woke up; But the difference is that this time there are more people around...... The red isomorphism on his wrist was very conspicuous, and he gently put his hand there, and he could feel the other party's slightly trembling breathing. The paper ancestor bird stared at him deadly, and his eyes were as red as his isomorphism; Noticing Izumi's actions, he quickly leaned back and withdrew his hand, then put it back again, his eyes shining. It seems that he has been waiting for a long time, but he prefers to call this feeling -

"Arana-kun?! You okay? There's no discomfort or anything like that, right? I'm going to call the nurse right now, and you're just lying here and still! He repeatedly checked Izumi's face and eyes, his gaze wandering between his barely connected left eyeball and eye socket, and then he stood up again, leaned on the side of the bed and "hissed" before walking towards the door, his steps looking a little limping, I don't know if it was due to numbness or fighting.

- Pure anxiety.

Izumi tried to blink, and it seemed that the vision of his left eye had recovered after the orbit and the eyeball were connected, but he couldn't say that he should take care to prevent it from falling off again. But what's even stranger than that...... What happened to me at that time? He closed his left eye, pressed his fingers down through his eyelids, and the gurgling and pain came to his brain, and he could faintly feel the cracks that didn't close. What was he thinking and what was he doing at that time,...... Seriously, it's only now that it's slowly starting to come to the brain. For the first time, he realized that he held many secrets that he might not even know about.

It can't have something to do with that attack, right?

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and he quickly took his hand down. Asuka walked in with a young nurse, and she walked straight to Izumi's hospital bed, looked at the instrument and bowed her head a few times and asked, "How do your eyes feel now?" ”

“…… I can see it normally, and it shouldn't fall off. Izumi replied. The nurse didn't say anything more, but continued to adjust the equipment, pressed several tubes with suction cups on his back and the back of his hands, took out a silver-gray eye-covering helmet from the cabinet and put it on his head, and reached out to pin a few strands of his hair behind his ears so as not to block the front, very neatly and crisply. After pressing a few switches, the part of the helmet that covers the eyes begins to faintly glow blue. "Put this on first, and then wear it three times a day for an hour each time, and you can open your eyes." She paused, and then said to the paper ancestor Asuka, "The head of the investigation department and the deputy minister are going to come for a while, please avoid it for a while." ”

"I see. Arabami-kun, just entertain truthfully after a while. The paper ancestor Asuka worriedly checked the blindfold, then took a few steps back, took a deep breath in a place where Izumi Huangbo couldn't see, and then walked out of the hospital room with trembling steps. Izumi touched his goosebumps, and pulled the sheet up a little. If memory serves, the two ...... of the Investigation Department Ishida Nanase and Fumitsuki Otani, the two of them will definitely carry out an in-depth investigation into this matter, so they need their own strength. Noticing the sound of the door closing for a few seconds and opening again, he straightened his back and asked in the direction of the voice, "Is it Mr. Otani and Ms. Ishida?" ”

"Looks like Miss Chiyoda has already told you, so we can better consult you. Take it easy, it's just a matter of reminiscing about that time. As for the results of the investigation and the future process, we will let you know as soon as possible. Ishida, put that on. ”

Nanase Ishida let out an "um". If Izumi was still visible, he would have seen the curly-haired woman attach a tiny transmitter that modifies and blocks outside signals to the wall and close the door. But even if he knew, he wouldn't have any special reaction. Fumitsuki Otani pulled out a chair for Nanase Ishida to sit down, and he counted the documents in his hand and said, "Then I'll get straight to the point, Mr. Izumi paused near the shield for a few seconds until he was reminded by Mr. Torashima, who was the quasi-envoy. The thing we care about is what happened to you at that time? ”

A bombshell was released at the beginning...... Izumi felt the corners of his mouth twitch slightly, and at the same time felt his exposed neck being pressed against something that had no temperature. It wasn't metal, it was an isomorph, maybe one of the two of them, to be exact. The isomorphic crystal, roughly in the shape of a fountain pen, crawled upwards along the main artery of the spring barren wave, slowly compressing a certain area of the brain. Izumi Huangbo just wanted to resist, but he heard a calm female voice coming from his ears: "Don't move, I don't want the alien crystal to pierce your skull, after all, the messenger is still human in nature." ”

"This is Miss Ishida's ability, please cooperate with us." Fumitsuki Otani crossed his hands in front of his chest, "If something related to lying is detected, then it will slowly pierce your skull." Of course, if you cooperate with us, you will be safe. ”。

Is this the Investigation Department or the Torture Department......? Quan Huangbo couldn't help but feel nervous, and even made his palms sweat slightly. How do you explain your situation to them? Hearing the voices of a lot of people and feeling fear so ......? But now that he has been cornered, there is no way out but to tell the truth. He sighed softly, "I don't want to deceive the two of you, but I think it's a bit ridiculous to say this kind of thing." …… I heard a lot of people wailing, and it sounded like they were stuck somewhere and couldn't get out. ”

As soon as these words came out, Ishida Nanase and Otani Fumitsuki looked at each other and were speechless.