Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

Mitsui Tsubasa shouted loudly, sounding the clarion call for counterattack.

"Mom...!" Sakura Futaba gritted her teeth and painfully released a silent attack skill at her.

The dim light seemed to carry a corrosive magic as it flowed through Isshiki Wakaba's body, significantly slowing down the recovery of her wounds.

At the same time, a storm of blue blades whistled in. Wu Jian Miao jumped out of the cover and launched a series of magic attacks.

"not enough!"

Mitsui Tsubasa came rushing over, and with his lightning-fast figure, the crossbow arrows that had been strengthened by accumulated power poured down like a rainstorm.

Brilliant skill effects flashed on his body many times.

While suppressing Isse Wakaba, he himself also entered a state of no thought.

Mysterious trajectories slowly emerged, but they were all blurry.

There are only a few possible attack trajectories on the huge Sphinx.

"Then try this trick."

As soon as he thought about it, pitch-black flames burst out, condensing into a giant flaming sword several meters long with Tongziqi as the core.

With the addition of the Flame of the Heart, one of the trajectories became clear.

Mitsui Tsubasa gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, concentrated all his attention, and launched a powerful attack.

Doujikiri was burning with a pitch-black fire, and in an instant he cut off the white wing on Isshiki Wakaba's left side.

Black blood gushed out like a tsunami, and the top of the pyramid seemed to be baptized by heavy rain.

Isshiki Wakaba let out a heart-wrenching wail and her momentum quickly weakened.

Even for Shadow, it would take a very long time to recover from a broken limb, and she no longer had that opportunity.

The battle is no longer suspenseful.

Under the continuous fierce attacks, Isshiki Wakaba's wailing gradually weakened.

In the state of no thought, the trajectory of her body became clearer and clearer.

Finally, a flaming sword pierced her heart!

Chapter 107: Death of the Prayer (End)

Isshiki Wakaba's huge body collapsed with a loud noise, and black mud flew into the air like a fountain.

Mitsui Tsubasa and his companions had to retreat to the top of the boulder to avoid the black mud flowing on the ground.

The black mud that gushed out from Isshiki Wakaba's body flowed down the pyramid like a mudslide.

After a long time, the sludge finally evaporated under the scorching sun.

Where the Sphinx fell, a woman appeared.

She was wearing a black formal suit and frameless glasses, and looked exactly like the one in the mural.

"Mother!?"

Sakura Futaba rushed forward regardless of everything.

"You can't come over." Isshiki Wakaba shook her head gently to stop her.

"Futaba, thank you for remembering the real me. But... your place is not here with me."

Isshiki Wakaba looked at her daughter tenderly, deep emotion in her eyes.

"Mother…"

Sakura Futaba stood there in a daze, her steps still not coming. She lowered her head, choking with sobs, feeling at a loss.

"Mom, I'm really sorry for what I said back then. Actually, I... love you the most..."

Although the apology that was several years late was finally made, Sakura Futaba did not feel relieved.

My heart aches, sadness and regret intertwined in my heart.

After finally reuniting with her mother, she had to face the pain of separation again...

Isshiki Wakaba looked at her daughter lovingly and said softly:

"Me too, Futaba. You've grown into such a beautiful girl, so live happily in the future."

"Well, go ahead, your companions are waiting for you."

A faint light emanated from Isshiki Wakaba's body, which was a sign that the shadow was about to dissipate.

However, at this moment, wisps of black flames also surged out of her body, slowing down the speed of dissipation.

This is?

Sakura Futaba turned around in surprise and looked at Mitsui Tsubasa who was walking towards her.

"I've always had an idea, and although I'm not sure if it can be realized, it seems like it's worth a try now."

Mitsui Tsubasa walked up to Isshiki Wakaba and looked at her condition carefully.

"Aunt Isshiki Wakaba, you are a researcher in cognitive science. You should know that everything in the world is a product of 'cognition', and therefore, cognition can change reality."

Isshiki Wakaba looked at the strange boy in confusion, and after a moment's hesitation, she began to explain:

"Of course I know that. But, like alchemy, the pursuit of turning stone into gold, changing reality is still just a theory."

"I'm not a researcher, so I don't know how to explain this. But I can try to keep you here."

"Stay?" Isshiki Wakaba widened her eyes in disbelief.

But, is this really good?

Regardless of how it is done, simply allowing the deceased to remain in the world is a violation of ethics and laws.

"Mom! Stay... I really miss you..."

Sakura Futaba ran up to her excitedly, looking at her with nervous and eager eyes without blinking.

"Futaba..."

The refusal that was about to come out of her mouth got stuck in her throat and Isshiki Wakaba hesitated.

If possible, she certainly wants to stay with Futaba and make up for the regrets of these years.

Reason and emotion conflicted fiercely, and ultimately her motherly side prevailed.

Looking at her daughter's expectant eyes, Isshiki Wakaba finally compromised.

Seeing this, Mitsui Tsubasa hurriedly struck while the iron was hot. A blazing flame ignited in his hand and pointed it in the direction of Isshiki Wakaba.

Cognitive domination!

"Aunt Isshiki Wakaba, please don't resist and let down your guard."

A violent black column of flame shot out from his hand, striking Isshiki Wakaba's body like a black lightning.

In an instant, her originally calm figure began to tremble violently under the impact of the black flames.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the transparent body, as if a huge rock was thrown into a calm lake, causing thousands of waves.

She gritted her teeth and frowned tightly, forming a deep groove, as if she was enduring unimaginable pain.

Sakura Futaba watched this scene anxiously and almost couldn't help but pounce on it.

Fortunately, Wu Jianmiao had been paying attention to her condition and immediately pulled her away.

As time passed, the pain on Isshiki Wakaba's face slowly faded, and his body began to become solid.

Mitsui Tsubasa was delighted and immediately increased the output of the flames.

However, contrary to expectations, after a brief period of strengthening, the flame pillar began to slowly weaken.

The flame of his heart is not enough!

The changes in the field did not escape Sakura Futaba's eyes. Her body tensed and her mouth opened, as if even breathing had become difficult.

"Don't worry." Mitsui Tsubasa comforted her gently.

He is a man with a second life. If all else fails, he still has the last trump card, the Desire Stone Grenade.

"Mors."

Wu Jianmiao blinked blankly, not understanding why he suddenly called her. After a few seconds, she finally understood his intention.

She hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly, choosing to believe him.

Gently letting go of Sakura Futaba, she pulled out a pistol with her backhand and aimed at Mitsui Tsubasa's broad back.

"Wait, wait a minute, Dr. Takemi, what are you going to do?!"

Sakura Futaba was frightened by this sudden change. She panicked and rushed over to grab Takemiya's arm.

"It's okay, trust me."

At this time, Mitsui Tsubasa stopped her.

Sakura Futaba's eyes scanned back and forth between the two of them for a long time before she stepped back half-believingly.

Wu Jianmiao took the opportunity to pull the trigger, and bullets hit his back at intervals of several seconds.

Wearing a double-layer bulletproof vest and using his HP as a shield, this kind of pain is still within Mitsui Tsubasa's tolerance range.

An entire magazine of bullets hit him, successfully activating the passive state of "Mandate from Heaven".

The flames of my heart shot up into the sky.

Half of the top of the pyramid was engulfed in flames.

Feeling the seemingly endless power in his body, Mitsui Tsubasa laughed wildly and expanded the flame pillar into a fire storm, tightly wrapping Isshiki Wakaba inside it.

Amid the raging flames, a hellish scene unfolded before everyone's eyes.

However, in this raging fire, Isese Ruoye's body turned from virtual to real, and a bright golden light shone in his eyes!

It worked!

Mitsui Tsubasa slowly retracted the flame of his heart and quietly observed her condition.

But Sakura Futaba couldn't wait any longer. Before the rising heat wave subsided, she couldn't wait to throw herself into Isshiki Wakaba's arms.

The mother and daughter hugged each other tightly, tears mixed with each other, and they cried with joy.

This touching reunion scene moved Takemiya too. She quietly walked to Mitsui Tsubasa and sighed with emotion.

"Is this the happy ending? Should we applaud next?"

Mitsui Tsubasa remembered what he had said to her, a smile appeared on his face, and he shook his head half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"No need for that this time. Let them enjoy this rare time alone."

He gently pulled Wu Jianmiao over, and they both stepped aside tacitly, not wanting to disturb this warm moment.

However, this tranquility did not last long, as it was soon broken by the violent shaking of the pyramid.

"What's going on here?"

Isshiki Wakaba trotted over with Futaba, worry written all over her face.

Mitsui Tsubasa quickly recalled and clapped his hands.

"I know, this pyramid temple is going to collapse!"

He originally thought that the secret treasure was only Sakura Futaba and her memories, but now it seems that this idea is obviously wrong.

In fact, Isshiki Wakaba needs to be included, and the combination of the three of them constitutes a complete secret treasure.

Now that they have regained their freedom, this palace has naturally lost its meaning of existence and is about to collapse.

He quickly ran to the edge of the pyramid and looked out.

In the original work, the Phantom Thieves ran down from the outside.

With his physical fitness, even if he was alone against three people...

When he turned around and saw Isshiki Wakaba, Mitsui Tsubasa's eyes lit up.