Superman's Ending Manual

October 26, noon, the Tongmeng Building.

"Brother is back... He is so efficient. He just heard the news about Xiaoni in the morning, and he immediately flew to Huanjing. With his character, it is impossible for him to leave without seeing Bai Zini, so the Witch's He will be there when night comes."

The blue owl rode down the glass-walled elevator, and the cityscape behind him fell with his body.

He lowered his head, thinking in his mind.

"Now if we want to find out what's going on with the witch... we have to rely on Schnaian."

"Assuming that group of witches have captured my old sister, they probably won't take the initiative to invite Schnaian to the meeting again - because the condition for activating the Witch Night is to gather six extremely talented witches."

"And they also said before that Schnaian is just a backup option. What they really want is my sister's witch form. With my sister here, they won't need Schnaian."

"So... I need to convince Schnaian to take the initiative to use the letterhead to enter the witch's meeting space."

"As for Dad, although I don't think he needs to worry, there may be only one person in the entire Super League Association who knows his whereabouts. If this person doesn't know, then it's even less likely for others to know. It doesn't take much time to ask. "

Thinking of this, Blue Owl took out his spare mobile phone and dialed Che Zhengchen's number.

"Dudu——"

Blue Owl put the phone to his ear, and a slightly dull sound came into his ears, followed by a warm voice from the other side of the phone.

"Blue Owl, what's wrong?"

"Commander Che, I have something to ask Qingya. Have you seen him in the past two days?"

Che Zhengchen replied: "Sorry, I didn't see him. I wanted to find him last night, but he didn't show up inside the association." His answer did not surprise Ke Mingye, who wanted to find him Green crows are a difficult thing to do.

"I understand, hang up first."

After saying that, Blue Owl hung up the phone.

He lowered his gaze and looked down at the city shrouded in snow through the glass curtain wall of the elevator.

"Although I feel sorry for the girl below, I can only rely on her." He thought.

Ke Mingye knew clearly that if the witch caught Ashes, then the Sloth Witch Schnaian would probably have completely lost the remaining use value in their eyes. At this time, if Schnaian used that letter to take the initiative to enter the Tower of Babel, he would probably face some witches who had no bottom line.

But he will do that.

He is also willing to admit that he is indeed an extremely selfish person.

The blue owl hissed deeply. The air in the glass-walled elevator was so heavy that he felt as if he was going to suffocate and die immediately.

He closed his eyes slightly, and the prosperous city was replaced by darkness.

At the same time, Yandai Primary School.

It's still the same classroom, with the ghostly pumpkin lantern above the head swaying and scattering orange light. I don't know if it was because of the shadows caused by the lights, but the magical girls from abroad looked worried, and the atmosphere was a little solemn for a while.

Everyone here has heard from Xi Ziyue that most of those witches came for the magical girl Ashes. But they all believed that Xi Ziyue could protect Ashes, and no one expected that Ashes would disappear so suddenly.

The noon breeze carried a chill into the classroom, where the magical girl Kuju Sakura was sitting silently on the windowsill, squinting at the falling snow outside the window. The ocher red hair spreads over the white shoulders, reflecting the winter sunshine.

Her eyes wandered slightly, thinking: "Logically speaking, with Xi Ziyue's style, it is impossible not to leave any countermeasures, but Xi Ziyue has not replied yet."

Shaking her head to get rid of her thoughts, Jiuzhongying looked sideways at Qili and asked:

"how's it going?"

"Xi Ziyue has finished the meeting," Qili lowered the brim of her hat and looked down at her phone, "but she said she is not free now, so let us do our own things for the time being to prepare for the Witch's Night in five days."

Hearing this, Jiuzhongying looked sad, "Really...then there is really no news about Teacher Hui?"

Qili shook her head and comforted her: "Don't worry, Hui Jin always goes her own way. Maybe she just found a place where no one will disturb her to relax."

"Now that we have nothing to do, can I go on a date with Little Red Riding Hood?"

Yuya said lightly, raised her hand to lift the hair around her ears, and looked sideways at Little Red Riding Hood.

"Sorry, I have no intention of chatting until Senior Ashes comes back."

Little Red Riding Hood was expressionless and quickly declined.

Beside her, Magical Girl Rainbow and Magical Girl Maple looked a little melancholy. They were both worried about the whereabouts of Senior Ashes.

However, at this moment, Schnaian was the only one lying on the desk bored, resting his chin on his arms and sighing softly.

She thought to herself, how long will she have to stay in jail before she can go home and play her own Universal Nuannuan?

"Schnaian... Schnaian."

At this moment, Kobe's voice sounded in her arms.

She looked down at Kobe.

"What's wrong?"

Kobe blinked at her and asked in a low voice: "Do you think Miss Ashes was caught by the witch?"

"It is possible..." Schnaian did not deny this possibility.

Kobe said: "Then let's take the initiative to use the letterhead and go to the meeting place of the Witch Church. Maybe Miss Ashes is there."

"Hey - I will die, okay? I don't want it."

Shi Naian had just finished speaking, and was about to tilt her head and take a nap on the desk, when suddenly a glowing letter appeared in front of her eyes. For a moment, cold sweat broke out on her back and her face was a little dull.

"It's over, my undercover identity is exposed."

This was her thought in the last second.

However, in the next second, she mustered up her courage, raised her head from above her arms, turned her head quietly and looked around, only to find that no one else seemed to have noticed the letter.

Shi Naian retracted her gaze with a sense of relief, breathed a sigh of relief, stared at the letter and thought:

"So only I can see this thing... Is it the system helping me, or is it God who is helping me, or is it that only I can see this letter?"

"Shi Naian, this is..." Kobe muttered.

"Yes, those bad girls are calling me again."

Shi Naian knew clearly that the appearance of this letter basically meant that the witches were summoning her again, so she looked at Little Red Riding Hood sideways.

"Little Red Riding Hood... I suddenly have something to do."

"What is it?" Little Red Riding Hood turned her head and stared at her with blue eyes.

"The one that happens once a month. I'll go back to my house to find some hygiene products, and we'll meet again later."

"Oh, then you go first."

"Yeah."

Shi Naian got up from the wooden chair, hugged Kobe, and walked out of the classroom with her head down.

Fortunately, she was just a little transparent in the Alliance. At this moment, the attention of several magic girls in the classroom was focused on the affairs of Huijin and Xiziyue. They were so engrossed in the discussion that no one cared that Shi Naian left the classroom silently.

After Shi Naian walked out of the classroom, she walked through the empty corridor, climbed the stairs to the rooftop, and then raised her magic wand and fell down from the rooftop. After removing the transformation state, she ran into the tobacco pipe commercial street and found an abandoned alley with no people to sit down.

Leaning against the wall, she exhaled lightly and looked up at the letter floating in front of her.

"Shi Naian, those witches chose this time to find you. It seems that... Miss Ash's matter may really be related to them!"

The voice of the famous detective Kobe sounded in her mind.

"What else?"

As Shi Naian said, he put down his schoolbag on the stone steps and took out the whip-shaped magic wand from it.

Holding the handle of the wand, she changed into the form of the lazy witch in an instant. A thick ink mark was drawn upwards at the corner of her eyes, and a pair of bat-like black wings stretched out behind her, like a demon.

She opened her eyes with cold flames, reached out to touch the letter, and murmured: "If possible, I really don't want to be involved..."

As soon as the voice fell, the letter opened, and strange visions appeared.

As the pattern of the Tower of Babel unfolded on the blue sky, a magnificent beam of light fell from the clouds, engulfing the body of the Sloth Witch.

When the Sloth Witch opened her eyes again, she found that she had come to the dark space engraved with the past of the witch and the Tower of Babel.

The candlelight on the round table flickered, illuminating a figure beside her.

The witch Black Rose sat beside the candle, holding her shoulders with one hand, crossing her legs, holding a wine glass with thorns, and bringing the wine to her mouth.

She took a sip of the blood-red wine and looked up at the Sloth Witch: "So slow."

The Sloth Witch yawned, raised her hand to cover her mouth, and said dejectedly: "So what's the matter with calling me here?"

"Before that, have you seen our new guest?"

Black Rose said faintly.

As the voice fell, the candlelight on the table suddenly bloomed with a bright light like a torch, and the shadow covering the meeting space was burned out by wildfire in an instant.

Following Black Rose's gaze, the Sloth Witch looked to the right, and saw a cross standing on a stone building similar to an altar.

And on top of the cross was a girl wearing a gray and black long skirt in the British Gothic style.

She was as pale as a paper man, and was blocked on the "altar" by a layer of barrier visible to the naked eye. She knelt on the ground with her slender legs, and her skirt spread out on the stone surface of the altar like a withered flower.

The girl in the Gothic skirt was sleeping, and her black hair was messily hanging in front of her forehead, covering her closed eyes.

"Senior Ashes..."

The Sloth Witch stared at the girl in the Gothic skirt and was slightly stunned.

She thought, "Sure enough... was she caught by the witch?"

"You will stay here with her for a while, and you are not allowed to leave until the day when the Witch Night is activated. Do you understand?"

As she spoke, Black Rose raised her right hand, and layers of sharp thorns protruded from her sleeves, enveloping the figure of the Sloth Witch.

The Sloth Witch remained silent. She was not someone who did not know the current situation, not to mention that the sharp thorns were standing so clearly on the side of her head, so she was forced to take two steps forward and approach the stone "altar".

Then the barrier slowly opened a corner, leaving a hole just for her body to enter.

The Sloth Witch slightly side-eyed, and the thorns around her were like poisonous snakes, ready to move, as if if she did not obey the order, she would strangle her neck the next moment.

If Black Rose was alone, she would have a chance to win. After all, she was not idle for two months. The attribute points provided by the player identity and the magic power brought by the magic girl made her reach the B+ level of combat power.

What's more, her "Glow Hands" upgraded from Glow Tentacles can suppress any form of magic, which can be considered a special attack whether against a magical girl or a witch.

But... Black Rose is not the only one here.

Casting out of the corner of his eye, he saw four little dolls with different appearances sitting around the conference table behind Black Rose. They each represented——

The "Doll Witch" with white hair and white eyes, covered in white bark-like cloth;

The "Lost Witch" wears a pointed hat and dark wizard uniform, with eyes and hair the color of maple leaves;

The "War Witch" with long dark red hair and wearing a broken Prussian military uniform;

Wearing a blue round hat, light blue pajamas, and wavy blue hair, the "Crown Dream Witch".

Under the light of the candle, these four exquisitely crafted dolls were all tilting their heads, staring at the Sloth Witch with button eyes.

The Sloth Witch sighed softly, turned her gaze away, and walked to the edge of the altar. The barrier closed, trapping her and the magical girl Ashes in it.

"This is a good boy..." the Lost Witch's doll whispered.

"We won't let you stay in here long." The puppet witch's doll said emotionlessly.

The War Witch's doll asked: "Speaking of which, I didn't expect to get her so easily?" As she said that, the doll turned its head stiffly, and its red button eyes looked at the girl in the Gothic skirt on the altar.

The Lost Witch said: "It wasn't that simple...but after all, there are her acquaintances here."

After the words fell, the four dolls all turned back, staring at the witch Black Rose with button eyes.

"She's so stupid..."

The witch Black Rose whispered, using the thorns as a ladder to go up, looking straight at the ashes on the cross.

"I just sent a text message and deceived her so easily."

At three o'clock in the morning today, the witch Black Rose sent an email to Bai Zini using the email address she used when she was "He Yinlu".

The content of the email was very simple. It started with the password "Baccano1929" that she and Bai Zini had set together when they were in elementary school. It was followed by an address and a sentence - "Come alone, I just want to meet you."

After receiving this email, the magical girl Ashes slammed the door and walked out without thinking. Holding her magic umbrella, Cinderella came to the remote park. When she looked around in the falling snow under the moonlight, she didn't see anything. The figure of the person I want to see.

Instead, he saw the "Witch Black Rose" and the "Lost Witch" who had been waiting there for a long time.

At this moment, the girl in the Gothic skirt lowered her eyes and fell into a coma, her fair hair falling like a waterfall beside her ears and across her snow-white cheeks.

The war witch listened to what they were saying and sneered coldly: "Should I say that she is just a teenager..."

The doll of the Dream Witch rubbed its button eyes and said in a sleepy tone, "No matter what means we use, as long as we get it... Now the most troublesome part is over, and the only thing left is when our stage will be opened. "

Black Rose was silent for a moment, then raised the thorn and pointed at the Sloth Witch and said: "Since adding ashes, there are already six witches, this meets the conditions for the activation of Witch Night... Should we let the Sloth Witch go? She is not very strong and seems a bit burdensome here.”

The Sloth Witch sat on the stone steps of the altar, holding her face in both hands, and said dejectedly: "I have no objection. If you guys are fighting, a handyman like me should go back and take a nap, right?"

"No." The Puppet Witch said coldly, "In fact, the Sloth Witch is one of the keys to activating the Witch Night, but Ashes is not. She has another function."

"What does it mean..." Black Rose raised her eyebrows slightly and asked in confusion.

"You'll find out on October 31st," the puppet witch said.

Black Rose remained silent and did not dare to ask any more questions.

The Dream Witch's doll tilted its head and asked: "By the way, won't Xi Ziyue ask the Round Table for help? If Zeus comes, it will be difficult for us... Haha..." Her doll yawned, rising and falling. The mouth connected to the woolen mouth opened, looking a little scary, "Let's make a deal first... If Zeus comes, I will be the first to run. I will not fight such a battle with no chance of winning."

"No." The Puppet Witch asserted, "Xi Ziyue knows that this is her 'private matter'. With the proud personality of the first genius magical girl in four thousand years, she does not want to involve other people, let alone ask for help. Roundtable..."

She paused: "Besides, even if Zeus comes, he may not be able to defeat us."

"You really know Xi Ziyue." The war witch sneered.

The puppet witch's doll did not answer, but turned its head stiffly and slowly. The doll's white button eyes stared at the war witch motionlessly, silently.

At this moment, the doll of the Dream Witch asked: "Let's not talk about the Round Table Conference for now. By the way... is that annoying crow still in Beijing?"

The Lost Witch replied calmly: "The ability I exerted on him last night has already taken effect. The hallucinations caused by the side effects of his abilities are serious enough. Now that my ability is added to it, he must have gone completely crazy. It’s not a threat to us.”

Hearing this, the War Witch's doll sneered coldly.

She said unhurriedly: "Then we don't have any scruples... Qingya is a member of the Round Table and can call on those dangerous people from the Round Table at any time. However, on the contrary, without this guy's instructions, Super Other branches of the British Association will not rush to send support in case they offend him... Now that Qingya has gone crazy, for us, this war is already won. "

"Are you sure Qingya has left Huanjing?"

The puppet witch asked again.

The Dream Witch also said: "I suggest you check it carefully. We almost fell into his hands once before..."

The Lost Witch's doll lowered its button eyes and said slowly: "Ha...who do you think I am? I saw it with my own eyes. The condition of this crow man was already bad enough. I could see all kinds of weird emotional energy. Accumulated in his mind - you know how exaggerated it is. Even if I exert the magic of controlling emotions on an ordinary person, it is probably difficult to reach the level of madness of that crow. The fact that he can persist for so long without committing suicide is considered a success. His will is astonishing... Now with the addition of my magic power, even if he doesn't die, it should be enough for him to drink a pot in a while. "

She paused: "In short, you will never see Qingya in Huanjing in a short period of time..."

Speaking of this, the Lost Witch tilted her head again, "By the way, I don't know where he has gone now. His superpower is really exaggerated. If you give him one day, he can probably fly around the earth, right?" "

At the same time, Siberia.

In the vast white world, a shadowy figure shrouded in a pitch-black cloak stepped on the ice formed by the lake surface, leaving footprints of different depths and ice chips flying lightly.

Qingya bent down slightly and took off the beak helmet on his head. His empty eyes were buried in his messy hair, and he knelt down on the ice as if his whole body was exhausted. "Huh——!" The cold wind howled suddenly, echoing among the cold peaks like a ghost's scream, covering up the muffled sound of the ice cracking slightly.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the image reflected on the ice - thousands of crows wrapped around his body and cannibalized him until only a pair of blood-red eyes remained in the darkness. The green crow met those eyes and murmured softly:

"I...will never be defeated."

"You are still deceiving yourself——!" The black shadow wrapped in thousands of crows roared.

"Illusion... can't defeat me." Ke Youqing opened his empty eyes wide, stared at the figure under the lake, and murmured hoarsely to himself, "I have been here all the way, that evil monk, clockmaker, The Scarlet Cultists, even them...even their thoughts have never shaken my will, how could I...fall on myself, I...will never..."

"Wake up and look at yourself... Can you tell clearly, is it you on the surface of the lake or you below the surface of the lake... Are you Qingya or Ke Youqing." The black shadow under the lake said, "Or... just a coward who doesn't want to recognize reality?"

"I know exactly who I am..."

Qing Ya looked directly at it with lowered eyes, blood overflowing from his eyes, and his voice gradually became louder.

"You... absolutely can't defeat me——"

He almost growled these words, and then, the ice beneath him instantly cracked, and a tidal wave of crows violently poured upward from the cloak behind him. The howling blizzard seemed to stop for a moment. …

"You are so stubborn... you don't have much time left."

The figure under the lake said deeply.

The next moment, the ice covering a hundred meters in radius suddenly collapsed.

Qingya fell into the bottomless lake, sinking, sinking, sinking... It was clear that the lake water under the ice was cold enough to freeze to death tens of millions of ordinary people, but Ke Youqing felt that the world was pure. A little bit, everything is silent.

In the sky, a group of crows were scattered lazily on the lake, splashing with cold waves, and then everything slowly returned to the cold dead silence.

The cold wind in Siberia remains as cold as ever, and the deafening whistling sound penetrates my ears.

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