Chapter 459: Ruins 6

They don't even care that Liu Ziyu is still here!

Roach closed his eyes, holding back the churning and escalating rage. When he opened his eyes again, Liu Ziyu turned his head to look at him inquiringly because he hadn't received a response for a long time. Looking at each other, he could clearly see the purity and simplicity in her eyes. Roach was a little dizzy, he hadn't noticed that her eyes were still black and white, like a child. He didn't notice that she was so small, because her intelligence always made her seem so great. This young genius experimental mage has infinite possibilities in the future, she will repair and decipher many ancient spells, but they actually see her as a loss that can be paid?

If Roach really gets out of control, her brain will be torn open.

Are they inherently stupid, or are they actually nine points of faith in Roach? Roach swallowed, and a new thought vaguely popped up in his head, maybe things were getting out of hand?

The pomp and circumstance of thousands of puppets will not be arranged for Roach, it may be a fixed testing environment, a fixed testing process for unstable mind mages. But I don't know why, the link arrangement is a bit out of control. Qionglin has been out of control for a while, maybe it is related to the Lotus Burner, maybe it has something to do with Qionglin himself.

Jonlin is no longer as orderly as the legends of the past, but Roach suspects that Jonlin has never been perfectly ordered, it has only been able to heal itself and be able to balance. If it were a human standing here observing Jonlin, it would have easily come to the conclusion that humans would not believe that an institution could be eternal. And for mages accustomed to magical powers, trust in Jonlin is like superstition. Roach felt a hint of luck in the bitterness, fortunately he was more like a human, fortunately he was able to think like a human, to be able to stand outside and look at the mage's world. That's why he realized that all this was wrong, not so right.

Qionglin's consistent theory is that because the mage race is on the verge of extinction and the mage world is fragile, all mages have the obligation to contribute all to their own race without fear of sacrifice. Even if it is a little girl like Liu Ziyu who has to be sacrificed, or a good person like Du Zhengyi. They are all making sacrifices for the common great cause led by Qionglin, as if they were not alive, not flesh and blood, without the right to be an independent individual, without the value of being a complete soul......

Roach himself, has officially become the next one. They watched him like a monitoring animal, pushing him into this sandbox to test his reactions, to test the limits of his abilities, to see if he was a weapon out of control, and if it would come with a massive amount of radioactive hazards like a human nuclear weapon. If it weren't for Liu Ziyu's success in shutting down the surveillance magic network, the members of the investigation team he had seen a few days ago would be in the office right now, watching all of his performances through three-dimensional magical images, evaluating every bit of magic ability he displayed. He felt ashamed and angry, like he had been stripped of his research, like he was a monkey who had been manipulated.

They deserved to be unlucky, and it was Liu Ziyu who came down with him, and they could only wait blindly now. The loss of control has a constant chain reaction, like being calculated as a turning point. It could be his luck and he has to take every opportunity.

His luck was indeed delicate, and if his parents' seal on him was still there, he should have left his magical roots and entered the human world, becoming a mage who was lucky enough to escape. But he found out that he would never agree with what his parents did, that he was Roach, that he was himself, that he had the right to choose, and that he made his own choice.

He grabbed Liu Ziyu's shoulder in the growing darkness of the dilapidated house, and pointed to the ceiling with the other hand, they needed a better perspective.

Liu Ziyu's eyes rolled slightly, and he nodded affirmatively after a little hesitation. Luo Qi breathed a sigh of relief, her intelligence and cleverness were at least on par with her senior brother, and they were all very easy to talk to, and he didn't need to bother with communication at all.

Luo Qi slowly stood up and guided Liu Ziyu to a corridor he had already seen, and the concrete staircase was behind the door leading to the corridor. Liu Ziyu took off her leather shoes behind him, she didn't know how these puppets heard, she didn't want to take any chances. He glanced at her movements, secretly remembering her meticulousness. A person like her must live, he must let her live, she deserves to live to the end, to get the life she deserves. The same is true of her brother......

Anger burned in Roach's internal organs again, and what should have been an imbalance of emotions was temporarily balanced. He was terrified, and his instinct to survive made it easier for him to get out of control, but now anger neutralized most of his fear. He was standing on the edge of the cliff, and this was the real test that Jonlin had given him, and if he passed, he would have solved his biggest crisis at the moment. If he fails, he will disappear from the position of existence, and Du Zhengyi outside will also follow, and he will die soon. The great darkness that hung over their heads was triumphed, and everything would be meaningless, and his existence as a human being would be completely obliterated.

Liu Ziyu suddenly grabbed his sleeve and shook it.

They were silently climbing up the stairs, and he looked down at Liu Ziyu from the stairs above. She looked up, her face flashing with horror, her eyes wide open.

How? He sent a pure questioning consciousness into her mind, and it was easier than any time, he didn't even think about the technique, nor did he consider Liu Ziyu's brain structure, he just turned his thoughts naturally. Then I saw Liu Ziyu shiver, and it was definitely uncomfortable to suddenly hear the voice of another person in his consciousness, especially since the two of them were not close and had never been familiar with each other's souls.

He felt that Liu Ziyu was trying to concentrate and "forcefully" thinking about a sentence, and this pointed sentence was smoothly transmitted to his mind. Roach, what's wrong? I felt a sudden increase in your strength, so strong that I could feel it directly. You okay?

Roach looked her straight in the eye and raised his hand to make a soothing downward motion, telling her that everything was fine. He didn't want to touch her consciousness too often, unless he had to. Liu Ziyu almost avoided the direct gaze of the Mind Mage, but at the last moment, she raised her eyes to meet Luo Qi and nodded to him.

He turned and looked intently at the steps, all the way up to the fourth floor, far enough from the ground to have a good view, without the obstruction of tall trees. He walked through the dusty ground and cautiously approached the window. The remains of a couch leaned against the east wall near the window, and there was some other furniture in the room, but Roach couldn't see clearly in the darkness. He looked down from the corner of the window, the outside was brighter than the inside, and the last light of the day was still in the square.

The thing, the golem, the black head kept getting closer to the fountain, crawling over the knee-high edge of the cement pool, scooping up energy pellets in the dry fountain. Another hand touched the vicinity of his face, and he shook in fright, and he turned his head and glanced at Liu Ziyu threateningly.

Liu Ziyu didn't look at him, her eyes were wider than just now, as if some greater fear had firmly glued her gaze, and she was so afraid that she didn't even dare to look away. She lifted that hand, her index finger pointing in one direction.

Roach looked in the direction she was looking, and between the black heads that moved in a fixed trajectory in the square, there was a black head that was motionless. The puppet, unlike all the others, sat quietly on a chair in the square, as if he had decided to sit there and enjoy the evening breeze by virtue of his self-awareness. In a sea of puppet zombies, this scene looks particularly eerie and terrifying.