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“You should thank modern medicine, otherwise it would be your skull talking to me right now.”
Aozaki Touko suddenly coughed violently, and the blood she spat out froth froth frothed into red ice crystals the moment it left her lips.
She stared at the blood droplets suspended in the air, and suddenly realized something.
"The time flow is wrong... What did you do?"
"Finally found it?"
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Kuonji Yuju sneered and suddenly lifted her sleeve.
The minute hand of the antique watch on her wrist was racing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the watch face was covered with spiderweb-like cracks.
"0.3 seconds should have passed in the real world since you fell unconscious."
The tip of the umbrella lightly touched the ground, and the snow within a five-meter radius suddenly turned charred black.
But here—
Aozaki Touko watched as the wound on her arm scabbed over and then burst open at ten times the normal speed.
A distant rumble like thunder came from afar. She turned her head and saw that the coastline had receded at least two hundred meters while they were talking.
"Shiraishikawa's toys."
Kuonji Yuju's voice trembled, a rare occurrence for her.
"He stuffed Misaki City into an hourglass."
The wind suddenly stopped. It didn't gradually weaken; it abruptly stopped, as if a pause button had been pressed.
Aozaki Touko looked at the snowflakes floating in front of her, each ice crystal reflecting the collapsing city.
She tried to move her fingers and found that her joints were stiff and rusty, like rusty machinery.
"Aozaki Aoko will lose."
Kuonji Yuju suddenly said.
She took off her gloves, revealing her palms covered in magical circuits.
"It's not a difference in strength, it's that guy..."
She paused, and suddenly dozens of holes burst open on the umbrella.
"Shiraishikawa doesn't care at all whether this world will be shattered."
Aozaki Touko suddenly grabbed the twisted lamppost beside her.
The metal deformed in her palm, and artificial nerve fibers emerged from the wound, wrapping around the steel tube man like living things.
Chapter 488 Reproductive Machine
So you chose to desert?"
She scoffed, watching the hem of Kuonji Aryu's dress rapidly decay into ashes.
"Hide here and elegantly wait to die?"
Kuonji Yuju's pupils suddenly contracted.
Aozaki Touko felt a chill on the side of her neck; three transparent threads had somehow become pressed against her arteries.
I have lived for 427 years.
Kuonji Yuju's voice was colder than absolute zero.
"I have witnessed the sunset of thirty-seven civilization eras."
The silk thread suddenly tightened, leaving bloodstains on Aozaki Touko's skin.
"But Zero One Three had never seen anyone like him—a monster who could squander miracles as casually as breathing."
A deafening roar, like a tsunami, came from underground.
The asphalt road beneath Aozaki Touko's feet suddenly bulged, revealing boiling magma beneath.
Kuonji Arisa's parasol instantly unfolded into a barrier, but the high temperature still scorched the hair at her temples.
Why is he staring at you?
Amidst the tremors, Kuonji Yuju suddenly asked a question: the area outside the barrier had transformed into a lava hell.
"Don't tell me it's because you're the heir to the Aozaki family."
A ghostly blue rune lit up at her fingertips.
"I've seen your genome map in his lab... it's thirty-seven times more detailed than the complete human genome."
Aozaki Touko suddenly remembered that rainy night.
As Shiraishi's fingers traced the back of her neck, a burning sensation from the miniature magic circle beneath her skin emanated from it.
At the time, she thought it was just a binding spell, but now she realizes...
"Reproduction".
When Kuonji Yuju uttered that word, a crack suddenly appeared in the barrier.
"The most primitive magical ritual. It requires a mother body capable of withstanding the divine factors."
Reflected in the lava, her expression bordered on pity.
"And you, Aozaki Touko, are the only existing vessel proven to be able to bear his offspring."
The world seemed to crack open above them.
Aozaki Touko saw the night sky shatter into countless fragments like glass, with inhuman light surging behind each fragment.
Her coat turned to ashes as time accelerated, revealing the glowing ouroboros brand on her shoulder.
"How ironic."
Aozaki Touko laughed loudly, letting her skin blister and peel off in the radiation.
"I've spent my whole life making dolls..."
She ripped the thread from her neck, and the artificial blood vessels danced wildly in the air.
"In the end, I became a breeding machine?"
The barrier of Kuonji Yuju completely collapsed.
In the torrent of absolute light, the last thing Aozaki Touko saw was Kuonji Aratsu untying her hair ribbon.
For the first time in four hundred years, his long hair was spread out like a white flag of surrender in the void.
Their hands touched briefly before they vanished, and the same magical frequency emanated from beneath their skin.
"I see..."
Aozaki Touko's last thought before her consciousness faded.
"you also..."
Then even that thought was swallowed up by the singularity.
The universe restarted amidst fluctuations resembling a baby's cry, and the traces of the two magicians' existence vanished without a trace, like pencil lines erased by an eraser.
Aozaki Aoko floated in the boundless white void, her limbs seemingly bound by invisible chains, unable to move.
Her magical circuits were like lit fuses, running wildly through her body, each pulse bringing excruciating, tearing pain.
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She gritted her teeth and forced out a painful groan.
The blue magical patterns beneath his skin twisted and wriggled, as if they might burst out at any moment.
If it weren't for the golden halo enveloping her, her body would probably have already exploded into pieces in this lifeless void.
"They can still hold on? That's an amazing resilience."
Shiraishikawa's voice came from nowhere, his tone as relaxed as if he were discussing today's weather.
His figure slowly emerged, his black trench coat remaining motionless in the void, as if unrestrained by any physical laws.
Aozaki Aoko struggled to lift her head, sweat trickling down her cheeks before disappearing into nothingness.
"You...you...you're a madman..."
Each word she uttered sounded like she was swallowing a 0.4 razor blade.
"madman?"
Shiraishi chuckled softly, his slender fingers casually toying with the non-existent air around him.
"I'm just doing what I have to do. But you, you've already lost the infinite magic power you borrowed, yet you're still forcing yourself to maintain the same output frequency. Don't you think that's a bit too much?"
Aozaki Aoko's pupils contracted slightly.
He was right; ever since she was dragged into this void, her connection to the Root had been severed.
The once inexhaustible magic power is now reduced to a pitiful reserve within the body.
"even so...".
Chapter 489 A Heroic Choice
Aozaki Aoko forced herself to raise her trembling arm, and blue magic gathered in her palm.
"I won't... let you do whatever you want with me!"
The magic bullet shot out, but began to disintegrate the moment it left her palm.
Before those blue light spots could fly more than three meters, they vanished silently into the void.
"it's useless."
Shiraishi Kawa shook his head, a hint of pity in his eyes.
"At a time when all these fragments of chess pieces had not yet been born, your magic bullet didn't even have the concept of existence, so how could it possibly hurt me?"
Aozaki Aoko's arms hung limply at her sides, her chest heaving violently.
She finally understood that in this void, she didn't even have the right to struggle.