Blue Files, there are 100 days left until Mr. disappears

Moreover, I will never hurt the children who love my husband. "

Hoshino suddenly raised his left hand and smiled lowly:

"Xiao Weihua, you can use these words to deceive yourself, but if you tell the uncle, you won't be so trustworthy, right?"

She suddenly braced herself, sat up with support, and took a breath because the wound was being pulled:

"Otherwise, why don't you discuss it with our husband before implementing your plan?"

Shengyuan Weihua was silent.

The fiery red flame emanating from her body dissipated a little bit of the chill in Hoshino's body.

Weihua closed her eyes and clenched her fists, trying her best to control the sadness that surged into her heart.

Hoshino-senpai is right.

She was escaping from meeting her husband.

She is even avoiding telling her husband the truth.

The memories of the past year flashed by before the eyes of Shengyuan Weihua.

Carefree days at tea parties at the beginning of the year.

During the Arius Incident, he was self-righteous and reckless in school and on the battlefield.

The care of my husband, the support of my friends, even the confession and understanding from my enemies——

For the first time, Shengzono Mihua discovered that even though she was so bad and annoying, she also had many warm memories.

But in the end, she was still too obsessed with her husband, and all of this could not bring her back from the other end of the scale.

When she saw Hoshino seriously injured and dying, what Weihua thought in her heart was not that her plan had eliminated the obstacles.

Her heart hurt, it hurt, as if it was being torn apart.

A child who also loved his husband so much that he was willing to give up his life was hurt so deeply by himself...

How could she still have the dignity to meet her husband one last time?

Sharp pain in the heart, spreading along every nerve.

Compared to the moment when she failed to confess, Shengonomika realized more deeply at this time that she would fall into deeper darkness.

The gift from another world, a hint of Mr.'s vitality, had completely cut off her last hesitation and weakness.

She has no way out, even if it means burning her life and destroying the world, she still has to carry out this plan.

"sorry."

Weihua said, her tone calm and without any waves.

Hoshino's golden and blue eyes glanced at her coldly, and then remained silent.

An emerald green sword hilt suddenly appeared in Shengyuan Weihua's hand.

The hilt of the sword gathered golden light in the void, slowly shaped in front of Xingye, and opened the blade...

Finally, countless golden light particles shimmered and converged on the sword.

A sword with a ring around it, a hexagonal honeycomb pattern engraved on the sword, and a very simple shape appeared.

"You're right, Hoshino-senpai, I really don't dare to discuss this matter with you."

"Because, I know that he, who is kind, will never agree."

Weihua didn't hesitate anymore and stabbed with his sword.

The simple-looking sword blade immediately passed through Hoshino's chest.

Hoshino closed his eyes tightly and took a breath.

"Woo... eh?"

Hoshino was suddenly a little stunned.

The expected stabbing pain in the chest did not appear.

Not only was there no pain, not even a drop of blood came out, but there was a warm feeling.

"The main god Marduk killed his gods and used their remains to create humans, so everyone has divinity."

"In different myths, there are also records of gods turning into the world after death."

"After Pangu fell to the ground, his body turned into mountains and rivers; after Gaia fell, his body turned into vegetation, trees, bamboos and rocks."

Weihua smiled, so desolate, so sad,

"My plan is just to 'reverse' that process."

Hoshino's chest felt hot, and he suddenly felt that his consciousness and soul were being drawn away by that strange sword.

She instantly understood what Shengyuan Weihua wanted to do.

"You have to...use that sword...to extract all the mysteries..."

"Then...at the expense of the whole world and all mysteries...to make Mr....truly a god...?"

Shengyuan Weihua smiled bitterly and nodded.

Why does the sword that penetrates Hoshino's body feel so painful as if it has opened a hole in his heart?

Because she was also tortured by the love she couldn't get and sought death many times, because she was in the same boat?

I'm afraid that if Hoshino knew what he was thinking, he would just laugh and scold her for being too weak.

In a golden light, Xingye suddenly turned around, smiled, stretched his hand behind his head, and touched Weihua's hand holding the sword hilt,

Then, Hoshino sighed helplessly:

"Xiao Weihua... no matter what plan you have, you should talk to your husband once..."

"You know, that man... no matter what mistakes you made... you can always look back..."

Unspent tears finally burst from my eyes,

She thought she wouldn't cry anymore, so she gently hugged Hoshino's body and cried into tears:

"I'm sorry...Hoshino...I'm sorry...!!"

Hoshino's eyes had lost their luster.

Her soul has not dissipated or been lost, it has just been stored by the sword.

As long as her body is properly treated, she can recover at any time.

Shengzono Mihua gently picked up Hoshino's body and walked away.

She had made up her mind to give Hoshino the best treatment without leaving a single scar on her body.

Only she didn't notice.

A data transmitter, smaller than a button, was attached to the hilt of the sword, shining brightly.

Chapter 021: Day 080·Gehna·Intensive Care Unit ①

The clouds that had been clouded for days seemed to be dispersing, and a small patch of blue sky was revealed on the top of the mountains.

Sitting in the intensive care unit is a wonderful pair.

The one who protects the order of Kivotos and the future of the students, Mr. Xia Lai.

And the man in black who once brought trouble to the entire Kivotos and used the students as experimental props.

A pair who were supposed to be incompatible with each other are now in the same room due to fate.

However, the atmosphere in the ward cannot be said to be good, but rather terrible.

The man in black clothes sat on a chair and looked at the man on the hospital bed.

He had already handed the briefing on the events of the past few days to the gentleman who had just woken up.

From Hifumi's raid on the Kivotos ruins, to Hoshino's single-handed entry into Holy Trinity's battle formation, Mary's 'new truth', and Mika's determination.

This is the etiquette and responsibility that the black server should fulfill as the person in charge of the incident.

He was also prepared for the consequences that were to come.

Soon, the black server noticed Mr.'s reaction.

"........."

The gentleman's body was shaking violently.

It was huge pain visible to the naked eye, and the black suit could see it clearly without resorting to any mysterious power.

The pain was so intense, so huge, so twisted, so irresistible,

It was as if Mr.'s heart was thrown into a meat grinder made of thousands of knives, dissected in the air, and torn into pieces of rotten flesh.

The black suit's expression also trembled,

He had been avoiding telling his husband the truth, consciously or unconsciously, even though they had been enemies.

Facing a person who is about to burn out the fire of life, even if you use black clothing, it is too cruel...

Time froze for a moment, and it seemed that even the cool breeze blowing on Kivotos all day long had stopped.

My husband's chest, thin due to illness, began to rise and fall violently.

A few seconds later, like an angry tiger, he jumped up from the hospital bed and rushed towards the black suit fiercely.

Hei Fu thought to himself that if it weren't for his unpalatable appearance, he would have planned to bite his own throat with his teeth.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

Merciless fists rained down.

In the end, all that was left in the husband's broken heart was the everlasting hatred and regret.

The black suit saw those gray eyes staring at him, with sharp and violent anger attacking him.

The black suit didn't use his powers to defend himself, and he didn't even protect his face with his hands.

He looked at him and let his fists swing down wildly and endlessly...

Hei Su suddenly felt a huge sense of absurdity surge into his heart.

Once upon a time, when the two were rivals, Mr. Xian used perfect strategies time and time again to break the murderous traps he had laid out in stunning ways.

At that time, the black clothing's obsession with Mr. had reached the point of paranoia.

He had imagined countless times that one day, one day, he would push his husband to the verge of collapse, and look at this perfect creation, a symbol of beauty, and let out an extremely sweet scream.

Now, the black server dream has come true.

But why didn't he feel even the slightest bit of joy in his heart?

So much so, that there is only endless coldness and sadness left?

"boom"

"boom"

The fist that the gentleman shook became weaker and weaker.

The pervasive and stubborn disease was constantly eating away at his vitality.

He can't live long, and even if he rests, it will only last for a hundred days at most, but the cruel reality will still continue to destroy his spirit and destroy his beliefs until all thoughts are lost.

The black suit felt that Mr.'s spirit was shaking violently.

The fists raining down were interrupted.

He exhausted all the remaining strength in his body and collapsed on the floor of the ward.

"...What else do you want to take away from me?"

he asked hoarsely.

The black suit shook his head, arranging the equally broken body and suit, with a sad smile on his face: