because i am stel

W's pupils suddenly enlarged.

"You! It's you—!?"

She popped up like a shrimp.Even though she couldn't move at the last moment, she still made such a pounce - a dark poisoned dagger that had been hidden all along suddenly popped out.Rely on this ray of matte light to assassinate the enemy in front of you!

She failed.

Persephone snatched her dagger lightly, like a flower from a garden.She slapped W on the medial side of the spine as she took the weapon away.The general paralysis originating from the central nervous system caused W to slam on the ground like a stone, and he was no longer even able to speak.

Persephone wanted to kill her, no more difficult than crushing an ant.

And her resistance was able to reach the level of glaring.

So the unemployed doctor shook his head.

"After waking up, I have been thinking about a problem-there should be unrivaled force and intelligence of the same scale in this world. Under what circumstances, will I still be in such a situation after working together. What makes the force Joining forces with Zhi, what makes this teaming still fail, so much so that I even want to erase the corresponding memory."

"I came to a conclusion, but unfortunately I couldn't express it. And this made me feel excited and challenged. It made me no longer have the leisure time to play role-playing games with reptiles."

She glared at her, but she could only glare at her W, and leaned down slightly.

"You are not qualified to kill me yet, maybe you will have a chance when that stupid woman is here. Because at that time I will maintain the promise I made with her. Even if I am humiliated or even killed by you, I will not resist— —but that is her power, her pity and indulgence for you. It has nothing to do with you yourself."

"After all, besides myself, the only person in this world who is qualified to kill me is her."

The queen of the underworld lightly flicked the dagger in her hand.And the next moment, a sudden burst of Qi Slash burst out from between the fingers and quickly circled around her neck.

'Plop——' With a sound, the girl's purple-haired head fell to the ground in the spray of blood mist.His indifferent eyes met the anger and astonishment in W's eyes.

And everything in the world immediately became blurred and chaotic.

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It's almost 4000, it really should be released in two quarters

No.20 Nine Festivals Girls Packing

Familiar streets, familiar cities, and familiar times—except that there is no Apple Store, everything is exactly the same as some classic scenes.

Shirtel stood quietly at the corner of the street, thinking.

——The heart is so tired, is it really me who has the problem?

——Is the way I face the world really wrong?

——I'm... in this world.Is there really a place to send your heart instead of a simple illusion?

She closed her eyes and breathed gently.Thoughts like a sea tide surged endlessly in her heart, but they all disappeared in an instant.

I really want to sleep.

I really want to dream.

I really want to go to any dream world that is relatively stable and quiet, so as to appease...or test my thinking.

Her restlessness lasted about ten seconds.

Then, open your eyes and abandon all wavering.

"I am, Shrettle," she said to herself, "I will not be easily misled, nor will I be blind to actual mistakes. I will test all things and decide all things with my hand and eye. And It is not easy to get lost under the simple words and actions that make up the behavior."

What Tallulah said seemed to be true.

Tallulah's deeds proved her will and determination—she would rather give up everything about herself, her career, her relatives, her friends, and her true love, but she would also try to shift her camp—she wanted to let herself go from A spectator in the world becomes a participant in the world—her heart is pure and innocent, not a trap.

But her ideas and perceptions may not be absolutely correct.For her to have such an idea, she might not be induced by someone or something.

Earth and sea, sea and sky—there are so many secrets hidden in this world.No one can assert everything, and no idea can determine everything.And if you don't want to fall into eternal darkness, you must at least master the ability of independent thinking and judgment.

So, Miss Shirtle exhaled lightly—it wasn't scorching heat, it wasn't sulfur, and it wasn't burning, but it was just a slightly hot breath with a little moisture in this late autumn season.

"First of all..." She turned her gaze to somewhere at the end of the street - the familiar ice cream truck was still parked there.While the shop owner was busy and frantically cleaning up the booth, the sign above the old Ursus man's head was crumbling as always.

So she silently walked to the manager's side, even though she was more than ten seconds late, she still caught the falling advertising stand.

She received a thank you.

She ordered a three-color ice cream.

And beyond that...

"Uncle, do you have a strong enough woven bag?" She gestured. "An opaque one, a large one, the kind that can hold a... the whole quilt."

She got an affirmative answer.

..............................

Tallulah felt a little hesitant.

She stood on the top floor of the control tower, watching the whole city from the observation window—she was sure that the person she was waiting for had already arrived in the city.And she believed that it would not take much time for that person to find herself.

After all, I didn't deliberately hide my whereabouts... Whether it's speculation, asking someone to ask, or searching for clues in the temporary stronghold of the integration movement.With that person's methods and abilities, it is absolutely not difficult to find him.According to calculations, she should take steps at this moment no matter what.

——Is it because you were delayed by other things?

——Is it because of Rhodes Island?The current medical organization formerly known as the Tower of Babel?

——I heard that a certain important person from Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals has been recuperating in Chernobog.Although the identity and specific information are all unknown, I know that a team will arrive soon... Maybe she plans to deal with the matter on that side first?

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. She will come sooner or later. Because she is Shirtel." The dragon girl's eyes drooped slightly - she held a purified source stone crystal in her hand.That was her weapon, and it was also her destiny—as long as she swallowed this refined crystal, her Originium disease and the associated Originium skill would be deepened enough to partially overcome the full strength frost in a very short period of time. star lethality.And this will allow her to ignite her own life, causing it to burst into flames for a moment.

——I will die, of course.But I have to do this... because man cannot defeat God.As long as God refuses to understand, refuses to accept.Then man's most powerful weapon, spirit, ideal, and will will all be turned into waste.And I've been collecting her intelligence, her news.I know she can't last long.

——This world is losing its attraction to her.Maybe it won't be long before she looks at everything in the world like a dragon looks at ants—a dragon doesn't see ants at all.And by then, the shadow of Terra... no, I can't say the word.You can't even think about it in your head.

She bit the tip of her tongue, the severe pain and fishy sweetness prevented her from continuing to think.

Thinking, thinking is dangerous.

And on this land, this land where many careerists claim to be chess players are actually nothing but hanging string puppets.Only a very small number of those in charge of power and power enjoy the freedom to think freely.

She stared into the distant sky, watching the increasingly violent natural disaster cloud and the entire city dominated by chaos and turmoil.The heart that was already restless became even more restless.

She rubbed her fingertips subconsciously, and the coldness brought by the silver ring calmed her heart a little—it was the last gift Alina tore off from the horn before she left.And every time she thought of that scene, the heart that was no longer restless in her chest was filled with tingling pain that could clear her mind.

——I deserve to die miserably, because I want to accomplish my purpose, I want to bring her back to the world.I took the initiative to pick up the theory that the black snake once taught me.

——I exiled Alina, I used Ino and Sasha as weapons, I alienated Yelena, I betrayed Bodrokasti, I misled Lyudmila, I used Alex... I personally Do it, dye the white paper black, and push the good people away, in order to let the corruption of the integration movement attract her attention, and let her destroy me in full view... She will give me a chance, so I have the opportunity to shake her .Even if it's just an opening, at least let her realize how much influence and power she has in this world.

The evil that has been done cannot be erased.

Even if Shirtel came earlier than she expected, she arrived here before the outbreak of the follow-up stage of slaughtering the city, hitting the dragon gate, triggering the war between Ursus and Yan, etc. that she originally expected.The evil deeds she has done and the evil karma she committed when she condoned the integration movement will not be eliminated.That will become retribution, and this retribution will soon respond to herself as she expected.

However, compared to the retribution she was already determined to bear.Another event was more traumatic for her.No matter how righteous her purpose is, no matter how high-sounding her reasons are.The essence of what she did was still a betrayal—betrayal to friends, relatives, trustees,...

Yanfa's figure flashed away in her eyes.She seems to have returned to the winter three years ago, the war, the separation, the despair caused by the bad news, and the blazing heat and sulfur that fell from the sky like the light of dawn.

That is a heterogeneous flame.

And the flames easily dragged the helpless self out of the darkness, and burned out the snake shadow in the darkness and the despair brought about by the tragic reality like igniting a ball of waste paper.

The darkness fades.

Then, the self who accepted the guidance was abandoned in the light.

——I... admire that figure.

——But I still plotted against her and persecuted her, just like I betrayed Alina, Yelena, and Bodrocasti.I also betrayed her.

—Damn me.

The maiden's mood tormented her, and even when she was determined, shame and self-blame still tore at her heart and liver—tearing them, crushing them, pouring them into boiling iron and stirring them, and beating them with a sledgehammer until Every thought is reduced to crumbs, until every trace of sorrow is reduced to meaningless noise.

"Shirtel..." whispered from the lips of the dragon girl. "If I could..."

She stopped talking, if she felt something.Because at this moment, behind her, the wind suddenly rose.

The fist wind that hit the back of the neck hard.

And she didn't have time to make any response.

No.30 Human beings cannot, at least should not...

Facts have proved that there is no absolute difference between the brain of Drake and the brain of Homo sapiens.Its strong and weak parts, as well as the division of contents, are roughly the same.Hitting the brainstem at the back of the neck in a Homo sapiens can cause the motor neurons to go out of control and cause fainting, and this method also works for Drake.

Of course, it would be unwise to use the nape of the neck on Homo sapiens.Because compared to being stunned, the chance of directly damaging the spine or even killing the person on the spot is much higher.However, for Drake, who is neither rough nor thick, but is quite durable, the above situation naturally does not need to be considered.As a result, Tallulah, who was hit on the back of the neck, fell to the ground with a 'thump' like a sandbag with a broken string.

She didn't fall, though, because Miss Steele reached out before her body hit the ground and picked her up.And the girl's soft body gave her a very comfortable touch.

——Very well, my Lsp heart is back.

Miss Shirtle breathed a sigh of relief, she thought her mental anxiety would last for a while.But he didn't expect that the girl's fragrant and soft touch and breath would be particularly effective in healing him.The mood that was still a little low before became light and flamboyant.

—Maybe I just lack love.

—Maybe even the 'maybe' is not necessary.

She pouted, and opened the woven bag anyway.Take out the rope and bandages that were placed inside and put them on Tallulah's body.Reasonably speaking, this is actually not necessary, but since the woven bag is prepared, it would be somewhat lacking in ritual to not bind the contents properly.

sense of ceremony.

A sense of ritual is a necessary adjustment for a happy life.

She felt the girl's heartbeat change unconsciously.When I pack it by myself, some muscles also have some weak and small tensions.

Well, it seems that Drake's resilience is indeed more than one level stronger than Homo sapiens.But so what, she will make up again when she wakes up.And she must be very aware of this.

The flaming-haired Sarkaz exhaled lightly, and while tying a knot on the girl's chest, he was talking to himself.

"I know your plan, but I don't think it is necessary to implement it to that extent."

"Since you forced me to come, then I will come. But as the price for you to dictate my behavior. I will bring you by my side and bring you to Rhodes Island to discipline me."

"Take it as a souvenir."

Then Draco's muscle tension softened silently.Obviously, talking to yourself can sometimes do a lot.What puzzled Ms. Stelter a little was that the skin of the girl in her arms was silently stained with a touch of crimson after softening, and the beating of the heart did not slow down, but became more rapid.

Strange, is it tied too tight?

A certain mindless guy glanced suspiciously at the girl in his arms. She didn't think this was a romantic development—how could an idealistic fighter like Tallulah blush and heartbeat just because of simple physical contact?Is the war still to be fought?Is there still such a loophole when fighting for life?This is obviously impossible.

So she stretched out her finger, and lightly poked the pretty face of the unconscious dragon girl—the hand felt soft and warm.And her gaze went down, passing over the girl's smooth neck, her figure that was highlighted by restraint, her slender waist, slender legs and boots.And she felt her heart beating slightly.

"It's funny, I actually have a soft spot for noble women who are restrained and unable to resist?"

"How insecure must I be inside. Maybe I should be thankful that I'm at least not preoccupied with young women?"

She felt a little regretful when she said this sentence, maybe this sentence should not be resorted to the mouth but should be buried in the heart.Just like so many times in the past.

However, she felt that going back in time just because of this incident was a bit of a fuss.

--hypocritical.

She felt a little sick, sick to herself.

So she shook her head, bagged it, and left.Leave the topmost tower.

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Shirtel came silently, but she did not leave silently.

When she came down from the top floor of the main control tower with her opaque, fully stuffed woven bag, her figure and appearance were exposed to the eyes of all Tallulah's personal guards who were waiting here.

They saw her.

They saw the woven bag in her hand.

They could see more clearly where she came from.

So they were silent.

"Let's go." Shirtel watched them, looked at each of the faces hidden behind the mask and felt the blood flow that was quietly increasing one after another - she spoke loudly, explaining a fact: "The integration movement has already No longer exists, and Tallulah should pay the price for what she did."

"She is the leader, so she takes all the responsibility. I will watch over her for the rest of the time until she atones for her mistakes."

The meaning in her words was clearly stated—first of all, she already knew what Tallulah was doing.Second, she didn't intend to take Tallulah's life.In the end, Tallulah's plan did not fail, and that plan had already affected her direction of action and goal.

The guards must understand what this means-if Tallulah really shared the oath and blood with them as said in the last world line.Then they should know why they are here waiting for a one-sided death fight with Shirtel.

Obviously, Tallulah wouldn't lie about this.

So the guards just looked at her silently, and bowed towards the woven bag in her hand.Then they all took off their masks and tore off the armbands of the integration movement.Showing the young, mature, or old faces, they left the main control tower and retreated towards all directions of Chernobog.

Stelter knew what they were going to do.