"I'm going to go outside for a walk." Izumi said with a sigh.

At this time, they had just come out of the war room. Yesterday's interrogation of the counter-emissaries has come to an end, and with the exception of a few cases that really can't pry open their mouths, they can basically get useful information. These clubs (which are different on Mendechel's side, and different on others) are used to secretly recruit believers, whether they are sincere or not, as long as they can provide financial and resource support. The Eternal Societies recruit them for different reasons—to raise the dead, to gain eternity, to be happy. All in all, the Eternal Life Society has gained a large base of personnel in this way.

While listening to these words, Izumi was silent, closing his eyes slightly, and only occasionally could he hear a sigh-like exhalation. Mendevilel looked over with a concerned gaze, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and he smiled back gently, and for a moment even his hands froze in place—it's rare to see a spring barren wave with that kind of expression. After the meeting, he said goodbye to the two and walked out of the base. Recently, in order to save manpower and maintain combat power, all patrols have been replaced by machines, and in this case, the workload they are responsible for every day has only increased, and they have to go to all the places where there are suspected of having an immortality-related heterocrystalline reaction, and if there is a counter-emissary, they will be defeated together.

Of course, Izumi refers to this by "walking".

Izumi's figure grew farther and farther away, gradually disappearing from their sight. There are three places to investigate today, and it can be a bit dangerous to go there alone. Mendevilel frowned, just wanted to step forward but was pulled by a delicate and light hand to pull the sleeve, only to see Yoshitaka Shino dance three steps and two steps forward, the face that was wrinkled during the meeting was even more frown because of unhappiness at the moment, she rushed forward and grabbed Izumi Arabo's collar hard, lowered her voice but still sounded hoarse like a roar: "Where are you kid going?" ”

“…… Ha? ”

Izumi squeezed Yoshitaka Shinomai's hand unhappily and tried to pull it aside, but her strength was far beyond his imagination. Shinomai's other hand was quickly raised, and a swift wind blew up, and a crisp sound sounded on Izumi's face. The most senior shook him off fiercely, and the muffled sound of flesh and walls quickly attracted the attention of the other employees, who hurriedly came to check the status. Zhuang Sihong, who was stunned by the sudden violent scene, ran up trembling and didn't know who to appease first, so he could only reluctantly grab Yoshitaka Shinomai's arm to prevent her from acting rashly. Yusuke Torashima hurriedly ran to come and Izumi Araba helped him up. Mendechel, on the other hand, fell silent in surprise, standing with his arms folded to the side.

"How can you do this, Senior Jidaka?! No matter how good Izumi-senpai is, at least he can't do it, right?! ”

“…… Less, I just can't get used to this guy's gloomy appearance, as if he couldn't do anything without that traitor of Paper Ancestor. When did you become like this?! Ji Gao Shino Wu clenched his fists, and the fist he wanted to swing up was gently held by Zhuang Sihong's hand, and then he gritted his teeth and put down his hand, "Or are you cowardly?" You can't be an emissary on your own? Okay, you, if you're only that determined, then just talk to your dad and go home! ”

"Asuka-kun...... Not a traitor......! Izumi Arabo bit his lip and couldn't help breaking free, but he was held down hard by Yusuke Torashima and couldn't move, "Don't talk nonsense to me!" ”

"In that case, why didn't he come back? Why leave us here like this? Can you find the reason? Ji Gao Shi Nai Wu said coldly. Izumi Huangbo's expression froze for a moment, and he opened his mouth but couldn't speak. She chuckled and continued, "So, you don't even know why you want to protect the paper ancestor, and you still put on a listless look, it's really inferior, Quan...... Please sober up, you're a messenger. ”

“……。”

Izumi sighed weakly, leaning against the wall with a little loss of strength for a moment. Only then did Yoshitaka Shino Dance kick the ground twice with his heel as if he had finally let him go, and then left without looking back. Zhuang Sihong looked at the back of Ji Gao Shinowu, and then looked at the defeated spring barren wave, and finally blushed and leaned up and whispered: "Hug, sorry...... But Ji Gaosan definitely didn't mean it, she also wants you to cheer up...... Also, that...... If you can, can you go on patrol with her...... ”

"But Yoshitaka-senpai ......" Yusuke Torashima showed a somewhat worried expression, "I'd better go with Izumi-senpai." Senior Ji Gao is too impulsive now, and I don't know what she will do to Izumi-senpai. ”

"She also wants to talk to Quan Sang......" Zhuang Sihong's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally quickly turned his face away, "I'm sorry......!" If you don't want to, you don't have to go...... Sorry, I'll ...... first. I'll go first...... I'm going to be in charge of ...... over there."

“…… I understand. Izumi muttered and looked down at the monitoring watch.

The location was unexpectedly set up outside of the base, and it was hard to imagine how they had obtained the ability to condense in their bodies from the alien crystals outside. Yoshitaka Shinomai's levitator quickly opened the way ahead, and from time to time a few balls of oil paint flew out of the window and landed on the ground to repel the homomorphic seeds. And Izumi Huangbo followed behind him step by step, flying relatively slowly. The hovercraft that spewed purple heterocrystalline energy flipped from time to time as if it wanted to shake it off, and Izumi followed without saying a word, even if he was left behind, he would watch the navigation and indicator screens move slowly forward, and follow it again.

Soon the purple dots of the Yoshitaka Shino dance stopped. Izumi picked up speed slightly until the hoverboard was fully visible, and he reached for the pilot's screen, then jumped off the hover, his gaze turning to their destination. It was a half-destroyed building, with a few severed human and other limbs, a mess of furniture, and indistinguishable plants visible from the debris. Probably originally this was an apartment. And there is a faint light in it, although it can be called seven colors, but the mixture between color and color is so uncoincidental, even makes people have a trace of disgust, faintly shining with a strange light. Shino Yoshitaka held his breath and concentrated, holding the instrument usually used to hold the core of the same crystal in both hands, and slowly approached step by step. The purple light gently enveloped the crystal, and then carefully stuffed it into the instrument—but the moment it lifted off, the crystal of the Yoshitaka Shino Dance suddenly made a sound of shattering.

“…… Ji Gao!! ”

Izumi was the first to react, and the chains pulled Shinomai Yoshitaka over, and with his other hand he created a barrier to block the dazzling light. The heterocrystalline tore apart like an exploding spark, turning into a faintly visible circular creature, forming a crooked circle with a crack deep into the core, and a slightly raised, reddish and dark sphere in the middle. Like an eyeball. “…… Izumi Araba and Yoshitaka Shino Dance Team reported that there was a suspected isomorphic isomorph in this coordinate, which is being processed. ”

"Understand, do you need reinforcements?" The hurried voice of the combat commander came.

"Not at the moment." Shinomai Yoshitaka replied dryly. She quickly broke free from the protection of the spring barren waves, and rushed to the barrier, the brush turned on the ground to draw a circle, and then countless purple crystals poured out from the place where she had painted, like countless tentacles pulling the eyeball and smashing it viciously on the ground, countless fragments of the same color exploded and scattered in all directions. The eyeballs were stronger than they thought, and they spun on the ground a few times and forcibly tore off the purple tentacles, but instead they fell back and smashed them to the ground, smashing all those tentacles to pieces. The chains of Izumi's barren waves also slowly receded, no longer acting as a barrier, but separated to pierce the entire position of the pupil of the eyeball, and Shinomai Yoshitaka took the opportunity to wave the brush again, and the circle rose and turned into a sharp oil paint to pierce it again in the other direction. With this crisp sound, the eyeballs turned into four pieces and fell to the ground. They didn't let their guard down, they just pulled the isomorphs out of the broken eyeballs, waiting for other changes.

“…… Click、...... Click......"

The sound sounded as if it was hitting a nerve. The eyeballs kept rolling on the ground, bounced on the heterogeneous ground from time to time, and finally rose high into the air. A blinding glow pressed into their brains. Shinomai Yoshitaka protected Izumi with one hand, and with the other he tried to build an enclosed space with oil paint to wrap the two of them, but his hair was still washed up and down by the huge storm. When their vision finally became clear, the two eyeballs—can they really be called eyeballs? - Appeared to them impressively. One of them had a large mouth open, and what could probably be called an eyeball was densely packed all over the surface; The other mouth is smaller but numerous, and the eyeballs are also protruding, swollen and squirming from time to time, making people sick.

"It's ...... What......mmmm?! Even though they appeared to be encased in translucent isocrystals, Izumi couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach and turned pale.

"I've seen it in previous novels...... This is, Nag and Jebu ......," Jigao Shinau frowned, "but...... Ah, really, why is it that it is the same crystal but can imitate something created by humans?! ”

"It's useless for you to say such things now...... Anyway, Jigao, be careful! ”

Izumi took a step forward as he spoke, raising a hand, palm straight for one of the eyeballs, which could be called Nag, chains gushing out and grabbing it. Nag struggled in a panic, and Jeb noticed its danger, and sprinted to crash into the chains, only to be imprisoned by the oil paint of the Gigao Shino Dance before he could move.

“…… That's what a decent spring. Shinoi Ji sneered, "Be careful not to embarrass me!" ”

"You're the ...... Don't ask me to save you. Izumi Huangbo sighed, as if he had just realized that he had fallen into the trap, but now he could only compromise, shrugged his shoulders and smiled.