Aozaki Orange's words hit the nail on the head, and Aruba's pride suddenly came to an abrupt end.

Since things always have many obstacles, there are no perfect things in this world. Even though they are perfect themselves, there are always unpredictable obstacles in the outside world.

"I don't know what the specific plan of the guy Huang Ye is, but that guy's purpose is to reach the vortex of the roots, so I'm afraid I need an open body-"

Aozaki Orange crushed the cigarette and said without caring.

"The suppression force will try so hard to prevent people from going to that path because it is something that people cannot obtain, belong to the Creator's power, and this behavior is also the reason for the return to nothingness."

Do you want to open the road to the roots? This is unquestionable because it is something that all orthodox magicians dream of, but how can this be done to succeed?

In theory, there are not no ways to reach the root cause, but in fact there are still many, whether it is the Holy Grail War that was ripped into by the three families of Touki City, or the Tai Chi Jialan that was tortured by Huangye Zonglian in Guanbuzi City.

In theory, it is all possible to open the road to the roots, but in fact it is never possible to succeed. At least Aozaki Orange doesn't think there is any possibility of this success.

Aruba roared in anger and said, "It's a perfect place! With such an alien world, the external material laws can be cut off. In order to prepare to open that passage, we have already started investigating, Aozaki."

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"Ha, so what? This building can indeed open the road, because it is the embodiment of the Tai Chi diagram, so the road will definitely open, which is natural..."

The puppet narrowed his eyes, and there was a clear sarcasm in his amber eyes.

"But first of all, what appears from that path will only be the guardian of the priest. Since we exist as ourselves, it is absolutely impossible for us to surpass that thing."

That’s right, you should know that magicians are first humans, and secondly, magicians. The former is race, and the latter is profession.

There is no doubt that humans exist in this world as the priest of this world. Because of this natural fact, they have absolutely no chance of winning when facing that thing.

This is not a passionate comic. Everyone gritted their teeth and exploded. Memories came several times to increase love and bonds.

Then, the echo of true love can solve all problems, and the power of regret can defeat all powerful enemies.

The cruel fact is that no one can open the road without disturbing the suppression force, and no one can deceive that thing. Even if you find a way to defeat the suppression force, that thing will still appear with stronger power.

Magicians are not naive, they are just so tragic. After all, the pursuit of magic itself is to turn "impossibility" into reality.

The reason why Aozaki Orange and Aronya Zonglian now have differences is only because the former recognizes the reality, while the latter does not recognize it. It is just this small but decisive difference.

"And the realization of Tai Chi diagram is definitely not your idea, right? You don't have enough tools at all, so what's worth bragging about?"

Orange Aozaki waved her hand disapprovingly, then turned her head and looked around again, no longer caring about the magician in red, or she should say that she had never cared about it.

so--

"You always do this!"

The evaluation she gave seemed to be words piercing into her heart, which made the magician's body tremble slightly. He raised his head with all his might and looked at her with murderous eyes as if he was about to cry.

"Yes, you always do this, always give me an overly low evaluation."

"Ha? What stupid things are you saying? Are you losing too much blood and being unconscious?" Orange Aozaki turned around and felt that the man's eyes were a little disgusting.

"I specialize in Lun's words first, and I get the reputation of puppet masters first. It's obvious that they are, but your attitude has deceived those incompetent guys. Your attitude that belittles me makes those guys think that I have poor abilities."

It seemed that he could no longer bear it. The other party couldn't understand why his hatred was, so Aruba began to shout angrily-

"Think about it carefully and you will know! I am the next president of the Monastery of Shubenheim! I have been learning magic for more than forty years. Why should I be ranked behind a little girl in my twenties..."

I don’t know where the strength comes from my dying body. With a sharp tear-like sound, his words were so excited that they rang through the air around him.

The research goals of the association overlapped with Aozaki Orange, but Orange came from both aspects. For Aruba, who paid great attention to reputation, it was unbearable that Orange was superior to his abilities and his low evaluation of him.

So, that's why he killed the other person.

Yes, why did this turn out?

It was my first, it was clearly my first, whether it was studying Nordic ancient characters or studying the magic concept of human body imitation... But why is this happening?!

"Although I'm not very understanding what you're talking about... I have an inexplicable urge to kill you."

The puppet sighed and calmly gave his final evaluation: "Study has nothing to do with age, Aruba. Although you look young on the outside, you always only pay attention to your appearance, so you can't catch up with it inside."

The orange magician said as he spoke with an extremely evil smile, and there was no more provocative insult than this.

After hearing this, the young man over fifty years old, his beautiful face was immediately distorted with hatred.

But he no longer had a trace of vitality. His vitality and strength quickly passed away from his broken body. Now there was nothing left. Anger and resentment made him stay in the world for a while.

But willpower is not omnipotent, and anger and hatred obviously cannot make him die and become angry. After all, no one adds a "war" buff to him.

Including Aozaki Orange, even Asakusa Fujino and Kurokigan, who had been silent, just watched the man's head hanging down weakly, and there was no sound again.

"Let's go--"

Orange Aozaki sighed, turned around and walked back to the apartment building. "I hope I can catch up."

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...

At the same time, inside Ogawa Apartment—

The sticky darkness was like an ink bottle being knocked over because of accidental blow.

The dense figures of people surged out from the open doors, all of them squeezed into the corridor, and flocked towards the two rituals. Such a crowded crowd seemed to have absorbed all the light.

Covering the light and cutting open hope, making people feel that they cannot see any dawn.

The light from the light flowed out of the hall, and you could only barely see a trace of it here, and the others were completely blocked by the shadows that were shaking in the corridor.

Only in the depths of the darkness, heavy footsteps kept ringing, vibrating the eardrum and making people feel a little disgusting.

Among the crowds that came over, it can be said that there are men, women, young and old. Age and gender seem to have no effect on them. The only thing in common is numbness-

Yes, numb. Because there is no expression on their faces, there is a sense of danger in their empty sight. They are like puppets manipulated by silk threads, without any precursor when they move.

One, two, three, four... were like endless walking corpses, and the residents of the apartments that kept pouring into the corridor from the room and stormed over like a stiff dance.

Then, he was easily killed one by one by one by the ancient sword held by the kimono girl.

Soon, the corridor was filled with corpses, but the residents still poured in with empty expressions, swarming in densely, and the two rituals could only frown and retreat.

As I said before, there is no smell of people in this apartment because... the living people are no longer there.

These guys are not humans, they have died countless times. This kind of thing is neither human nor dead, but just a doll. It's really disgusting that every guy wants to die.

It was rare to show a look of disgust, and the kimono girl retreated quickly.

The physical energy consumption comes faster than expected, because the enemy seems to be endless.

The two rituals controlled the breathing rhythm as much as possible. The nine-character joint in the hand never stopped. However, no matter how many times they killed, the enemy did not even splash out blood, so they said that they were not humans.

Because I saw the "strategy" in advance with the help of Kuramime Ryuxia's future vision, the two rituals were very clear about what kind of ghostly the residents in each room had now become.

They all turned into corpses, some of which died for a long time, were basically a dirty human bone and something like flesh attached to it.

The rotten meat like mud flowed to the floor of the room, and piled up into a pile of garbage that was unknown.

That kind of scene is not allowed to pass the review, let alone r18, unless technologies such as holy light or mosaic are used. However, the human eye itself cannot coding synchronously, and there is no idea of ​​seeing the two rituals with their own eyes.

However, Huang Ye Zonglian obviously didn't think so. He just wanted to consume all the girl's physical strength as much as possible and reduce any risk of his own failure.

So just as the girl was exploring the top floor alone, the doors of every room on each floor quietly opened, and darkness flowed out.

This caused such a situation.

After all, these are originally one of the methods prepared by Huangye Zonglian, and even if they are not used there, they will not calculate interest.

Besides, even though he felt that he had an advantage, no magician dared to say that he was completely sure when facing the Death Demon Eyes of the Two Rituals.

——"As long as it is a living thing, even God will kill you!"

Unless it is really lifeless and death, and without the concept of natural extinction, it must not be understood by mortals. Otherwise, even if the magic envoy comes, it will be the end of a child with one knife.

Either they are too strong to be understood or they are absolutely not able to be cut.

Unfortunately, Huang Ye Zonglian has no hope for the former for the time being. Although he is sure of the latter, he is not absolutely sure.

Otherwise, this apartment is equivalent to the inherent barrier he built through manual means. Why does he still need to let Aruba lead Aozaki Orange with such a home court advantage?

This monk who has lived for more than two hundred years has absolutely firm will, will not be easily disturbed by external objects, nor will he have any unnecessary emotional thoughts.

Simply put, he has sufficient confidence in himself, but when facing a goal that has been pursuing two hundred years, he will still make a more "rational" choice of a more secure approach.

It is a good thing to have confidence, but he will not rush, but will pay more attention to the enemy.

Many people feel that their waves are stable, so they start to make waves. As a result, at the critical moment of success or when they have the advantage, they are just capsizing.

But Huang Ye Zonglian would never make such a mistake. In fact, the closer he is to his goal, the more cautious he will take it, which is inevitable.

Because this is not his first attempt. Although all the previous methods failed, he could say that he had done everything he could, and the reason for the failure was not his.
Chapter completed!