The two rituals dream of a nostalgic past.

She was born in the Liangyi family of the exorcist clan, and although she has not joined the mainstream Western magic foundation, the Liangyi family is still a traditional magic family, passing on the common aspirations of all magicians from generation to generation with blood and technology.

- Approaching and even reaching the roots.

And Liangyi, a surname that symbolizes the meaning of two points of Taiji, also represents their vision.

The creation of the All-Knowing Almighty by fitting multiple personalities into a single body implies that this body can do all sorts of things with different personalities just like a computer can execute different programs.

The two rituals born through secret art are the most perfect works of the Liangyi family.

The form representing 'yin' is the feminine personality and affirming heart, and the weaving representing 'yang' is the masculine personality and the negative heart.

And for the weaving, which is more intimate than twins and is one-hearted, the two rituals have a deep killing intent.

She was fighting against the evil impulses, against the murderous instincts, against the temptations that were everywhere.

She was able to do what she wanted, and she didn't feel guilty about killing herself

But the grandfather's last words bound the two rituals.

You only have one chance to kill, and if you lose it, you won't be able to kill yourself. ’

The rest of his life was like living in a nightmare-like curse, and the solemn expression and attitude of his grandfather, who could not find peace, were like a cage, locking the emptiness of the two rituals.

But she couldn't get rid of her increasingly suppressed emotions, and at the age of budding, the two rituals were even more eager to kill the bloom, but she couldn't do it.

Because it is a symbol of negativity, a desire that should not exist in one's body, everything is brought about by a masculine personality called 'weaving', and the other party symbolizes all the negative emotions of oneself.

If it is true that human beings can only die smoothly as themselves by killing the number of killings once, then the existence of the two rituals will definitely be redeemed by killing the two rites.

It wasn't until the premeditated catastrophe that the balance between yin and yang was upset, and the individual, known as the Two Rituals, officially suffered death.

But it is not the two rituals themselves that die, but the two ritual weavings.

Ori took the initiative to meet death, thus ensuring the survival of the two rituals.

The impact of this fact goes beyond the unfamiliar surroundings and the changes in the world.

The feeling of emptiness in the chest brought about by the death of Liangyi Weaving was far better than any previous time when he endured the killing intent, and what replaced the emptiness was incomparable confusion and loneliness.

She was born with a defective person, unable to fill the void left by the loss of a personality, the knowledge of life, the reality of the self, these things began to become hazy.

But only the restless killing intent was as clear as ice cubes floating on the water.

Liangyi's death did not dissipate her killing intent, but made it completely surface.

What...... It's ridiculous.

It turns out that the guy who wants to be a murderer is me?

Doesn't this make me look like an irresponsible child who pushed all the negative emotions on Ori's body before......

Just like religion, push the sin out of yourself and find a specific object to bear it, so as to reassure yourself.

She wanted to say this, but there was no one to listen to.

The two rituals that were missing half of them should have come to an end as a rusty and numb puppet in the midst of this chaotic impulse, even more so when they lost the shackles of the original world, but when she looked up and saw the smile of a young man without any kindness under the sky of another world, her killing intent replaced everything.

So the young man with a straight face declared.

"—I'm sorry, the death of Liangyi Ori was supposed to be free from the fixed matter because he was out of observation, and I originally intended to keep him, but he refused the request."

"Although it is understandable, after all, the moment you leave this individual, whether it is the traces of weaving or the remnants of weaving left behind, this is a very ambiguous existence."

Then, as the two ceremonies listened intently, the young man smiled as viciously as a beast.

"So, I made a deal with him, and although we are completely different beings from the formation and the present, it is incredible that we ......"

"We are very similar, we are both the yin of the two instruments, for me now, there is no more suitable existence than this, so now the two instruments are already a part of me."

Kill you—

A step ahead of this thought was the action of the two rituals.

She didn't have any weapons on her, but in terms of her talent for killing, even with only these hands, the two rituals were unrivaled masters.

Then she fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The fact that I can't even resist the act itself is the truly sad fact.

But the young man didn't even glance at her who had fallen to the ground, and it was more appropriate to describe it as a testament than to talk to her.

Having lost half of her self, the two rituals can no longer move forward, and according to the most conventional approach, it should be a girl who fills the emptiness with her own beliefs, so that she can be supported by the same weight as weaving, so that the two rituals can be completed and become a real human being.

But at that time, the two rituals were faced with fanatics who were messing with cause and effect, and they were evil beasts that were being completed, so she got another sense of growth.

"I promised Liangyi to let your dreams live, so, go kill it."

"What did you say?"

"I said, go kill, I'm the dream you live in, you haven't always pushed your murderous impulses onto Ori, now, this has become an irreversible reality."

The young man who looked down at him spat out cruel and innocent words.

"You don't need to abide by the nonsense that people can only kill one person in their life, you can do whatever you want to do freely, continue to live with this attitude, or become an unrestrained murderer."

The youth answered with rightful arrogance; "I will help you bear these evils, I am the beast that is in charge of killing people, this is my duty, I am the eternal emperor of the new millennium, everything in the world is under my control, so, I allow you to kill."

"The two rituals don't have to bear any unnecessary doubts, because I will help you bear the price, anyway, I am also a human evil, and it is the punishment of karmic sin, just like religion, can you understand? I took the sins for you, you just need to live happily. ”

Even without any interaction, the young man still gave a very similar answer to her, and from this point of view, it seems that she and the young man do have a natural tacit understanding.

Then, staring into those red eyes, she replied with a trembling throat.

——

"Are you awake?"

Roland looked at the two ceremonies who came to her senses and her face was flushed, and called her name with some confusion.

The girl's eyes were completely open, but she neither screamed nor immediately escaped from his arms, but maintained this movement, staring at Roland's face in a daze

The two ceremonies did not answer, but sighed, stretched out their hands, touched Roland's face a little boldly, and gently tugged at it.

"It doesn't hurt...... In other words, it was really just a nostalgic dream. ”

As if he felt that one hand was not enough, the two ceremonies simply stretched out their two hands, pinched Roland's face, and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

This kind of rude behavior would be very surprising if the people of the Liangyi family saw this scene, although she would behave casually when she was with close acquaintances, but it would not seem so transgressive.

"That's right, you're usually going to have rubbed my hair up a long time ago, how could this be, and there is no sense of reality at all, obviously you are so hard, and there is still no pain."

The two ceremonies first frowned and sighed secretly, and then immersed themselves in the rare entertainment in front of them.

Roland immediately understood what was going on with her.

"Is there a possibility, Shi, because you pinched my face, so it didn't hurt at all?"

The whole person of the two ceremonies suddenly froze.

Like a dexterous cat, she suddenly broke free from Roland's embrace, and subconsciously raised half of her sleeved robe to cover her face.

"Why, it's me who should be complaining, right?"

Roland rubbed his face, although the other party had some playful meaning, but the force from the girl's white fingertips was not heavy, and with the feeling between the delicate skin friction, there was a kind of massage-like comfort.

"Why are you the one who is shy first...... And what is the purpose of covering your face? ”

…… I don't want to show you what it looks like now.

Such a thought vaguely occurred in the two rituals' hearts, but in an environment that was not a dream, she couldn't say it no matter what.

The girl's eyes quickly swept over the spotless snow around her, and the suspicion in her eyes immediately turned to surprise.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Roland also looked at the cold pretty faces of the two ceremonies.

Without any change, the other party gave him a very different feeling than before.

Although the appearance is also impeccable and exquisite, the cold temperament suddenly dilutes the previous intellectuality.

In terms of temperament alone, the two current rituals are a gentle beauty that men will think of her as a woman, and women will mistake her for a man.

Although from this point of view, it has been quietly revealed that one of the characteristics of the other party's more residual thoughts is that, compared to Asagami Fujino, who has that scale as a junior high school student, it is even more so.

However, when she said it, Roland always felt that she would bite her in anger, so she chose to be silent.

Anyway, from the perspective of the future, the two ceremonies still have quite room for growth.

However, if this is the temperament, it seems that the balance between yin and yang has been broken, right? No wonder Araya Zonglian is so anxious, so, unlike the root form, what kind of existence are the two rituals now?

There was a clear curiosity in Roland's eyes, and unlike the more mysterious root forms, the two ceremonies were obviously not good at selling off.

She felt the peace of mind of returning to her hometown, a small smile appeared on her face, and then, with rather energetic eyes, she stared at Roland.

"Roland, am I back in the present, or are you out of the future?"

As soon as she said this, the two ceremonies shook their heads to themselves, she had never been the type to be able to speak well.

"Forget it, it's better for me to see for myself."

The girl said lightly.

Roland blinked, looking at the movements of the two ceremonies in bewilderment.

With a simple action of closing her eyes and opening them again, from the girl's pupils, a vast blue light appeared, and in the deep blue depths like the ocean, it was as bright as a bud and waiting to bloom.

Roland stared into her pupils and was silent.

Although they were also MONOCULUS, these eyes were far more dangerous than the Twisted MONOCULUS that Roland had seen before, not only because of the nature of these eyes, but also because of the person who used them.

The Eyes of Death, in every sense of the word, are even more famous than their owners.

The two ceremonies calmly looked at everything around them, whether it was the human body, the walls, the scattered snowflakes, and even the air itself, black lines that symbolized ominous appeared.

It was the symbol of the death of all things, the embodiment of the concept of death, and she could easily kill it with a weapon, with her fingers, and by touching it along the thread.

After Ori's death, she could see death.

Although they were a little resistant to these eyes at first, under the words of the guy in front of them, "this pair of weaving leaves you the last gift", the two ceremonies still learned to accept these ominous eyes.

She stroked her eye sockets, in front of these eyes, even a crown magician like Aozaki Orange was full of flaws, if you want to use the hierarchy, there is no doubt that this is a rainbow level that should not be revealed.

Although her Eyes of Death are still far from the power possessed by the legendary prototype Barol, it is already unfair to compare this act itself, as a god Barol has the ultimate vision of the past and the future, which has achieved the prestige of those eyes.

In terms of the concept of ordinary people, the magic eyes of the two rituals are undoubtedly the highest level.

She raised her head, lowered her sleeves, and stared at Roland in the snow with these eyes, and then her beautiful eyebrows curled slightly with joy.

- Invisible.

Great, the two ceremonies suppressed the excitement in their hearts and looked at Roland.

The other party seemed to realize what he was doing, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

"It's a bit arrogant, but it's hard for me to imagine what I'm going to be like at the end of my life."

The two rituals were still staring at Roland, with unprecedented perseverance, until her eyes and brain began to heat up, and nothing appeared, she closed her eyes with peace of mind.

The other party is right, the reason why he can't see Roland's 'death' is not because of any special reason, but a very simple matter of nature.

- In him, there is no concept of death.

He is the seed of unfinished fruits, one of the symbols of primordial perfection, and most importantly, the beast of the apocalypse that foreshadows the karmic sins of mankind.

As a human evil, Roland himself represents a part of the end, and there is no concept of death.

And this state is enough to prove a lot of things.

The girl bit her lip and stared at Roland, falling into a daze.

She took a step in Roland's direction, like a moth to a fire, Roland subconsciously bent down and hugged her.

"Miss Two Ceremonies?"

"Call me ...... Idiot. ”

Without the performance of the iceberg beauties in the past, the two ceremonies lowered their heads like ordinary girls.

"First meeting, Roland, please advise."

(End of chapter)