Doomsday Wonderland

The next plan actually did not come from Qing Jiuliu's mind.

To be more precise, he just discovered its existence—when he first discovered it, this choice was far from being a choice, it was just the hand of a person whose life was hanging by a thread, in a fate like nothingness Groping, salvaging, trying to grab something solid.

At that time, the first wave of personality had already engulfed Lin Sanjiu and the great witch under the distant sky; looking from the [sky carriage], there was no end, no skylight, only a long night that seemed to never end.

Kiyokuru had never experienced such a slow, lifelong night.

Bliss' breath is light and scattered, and sometimes the interval between the sound of the last breath and the sound of the next breath is long and heavy, as if being cast under the shadow of a mountain. Qing Jiuliu turned to look at her two or three times to make sure she was still alive; when Bliss was gently awakened by his fingers again, Qing Jiuliu hesitated and opened his mouth.

"...you're not telling us the truth, are you?"

Beneath the disheveled black hair, Bliss's burning blue eyes were like a small piece of blue sky that fate gave the world to breathe.

"Yeah." She snorted. "You knew already?"

Qing Jiuliu turned his head and looked into the distance—under Lin Sanjiu's mask, the dust and wind blown by his consciousness were rolled up, but there was only so much he could see.

There is always an end to manpower; what she fought with the great witch was a battle that was destined to be impossible to win.

"The place where the group of personalities appeared... shouldn't be behind us." Qing Jiuliu's voice was very soft, and he didn't want any word to be too heavy. It fell on the almost broken person in front of him, crushing her muscles and bones.

Bliss seemed to want to smile, her cheeks and lips were drained of color, this smile was like a white feather falling into the snow.

"If the personality can be drawn out of the scope of Orcius, it can be predetermined as a rough circle. Whether the circle is specific or not is not important; what is important is that Orcius himself is this The center point in the circle."

Bliss blinked slowly, as if to agree.

"With him as the starting point, the distance that each personality can go away from him should be equal, so this roughly circular range is formed."

When Qing Jiuliu said this, he paused, and brushed aside a few black hairs that covered Bliss' eyes.

"According to the direction you told us, we should have been walking along the edge of this circle. But if this is true, the personality starting from Orcius should appear next to us—he knows Our approximate location, he has the opportunity, his personality is advancing very fast... and other conditions, all mean that the personality sent by Occidental should walk the shortest radius in this circle and appear from our side .”

When Bliss answered him, his voice seemed like his breath had melted into water. "…Yes."

"But now, the direction in which that group of personalities appeared is behind us. And judging from the time they appeared, they ran behind us for a while before catching up..." Qing Jiuliu looked at her with a soft voice Asked: "Why are you walking outside the circle?"

Once out of range, Bliss will be automatically taken back into the body of Occidentus—that is, Luzer's. At that time, her self-awareness and her body will be obliterated by Orcius one after another. Bliss knows this better than anyone else.

"Before the personality appeared, you asked Lin Sanjiu to stop the carriage and wanted to tell her something." Qing Jiuliu asked slowly: "How far is our current position from stepping out of the circle? What do you want to tell her?"

Bliss didn't answer, but put one hand on the armrest of the carriage, and propped herself up a little bit—Qing Jiuliu carefully stretched out his hand, trying to help her up, but Bliss looked at him and shook his head slightly .

"Go in this direction for less than ten minutes... I will be recovered."

She looked at the battle between the sky and the earth behind the carriage, as if she was a person who couldn't go out, looking at the weather outside the window from the bed. "You're right... Occidental's current position is actually right behind us."

Qing Jiuliu waited patiently for her breath to stabilize and re-weave words.

"I know very well that tonight is the last night I'll see."

Her voice was very low, but Qing Jiuliu felt that the internal organs of his body were being hit and pierced by the tingling blood flow; he suddenly remembered that he had once been on the stage, under the lights, in the doomsday The countless withering and death I have seen in the wind.

"No matter how much Lin Sanjiu... wants to save me," Bliss lowered his eyelashes, and said, "In this world, among the people who can see the egg-blue sky tomorrow morning, I am no longer there."

She paused, and said: "...I have been living in the shell of death, and I regard it as my home. I am not afraid of death...I just can't bear it, I will be in such a dark night, quietly …to die obediently and meaninglessly.”

Bliss was trembling slightly all over her body, and her voice was also trembling slightly.

"I can't stand it."

When she raised her head, even the night seemed unable to bear the burning, bright, angry blue, trembling away from her. "I can't bear it. I'm like a driven, hunted, unwelcome animal, licking its wounds and dying in the corner."

Qing Jiuliu was speechless.

"I don't need a hero to save me," Bliss said word for word, "not a chance to survive. I don't need to be a curio saved from the catastrophe. What I need...is the last A fighting chance."

Qing Jiuliu nodded silently.

"Only I," whispered Bliss, "have access to the interior of Orcius."

...This is what Kiyokuru discovered, the first forming part of the plan.

Lin Sanjiu stood on the grass, her messy hair was blown by the gust of wind caused by the big witch behind her alone, interrupting her face and expression.

It's strange, Qing Jiuliu thought for a while, the three of them stood on the blood-soaked ground, looking at the black shadows approaching step by step, screaming at the sound of countless attacks. Here, quietly preparing to see someone off.

"...Small wine?"

These two words seemed to have awakened Lin Sanjiu, her gaze finally retracted from the carriage in the distance, and focused on Qing Jiuliu's face again.

She did not shed tears, although her eye sockets and her complexion seemed to be tense with intense, tumbling red.

"If this is her wish," Lin Sanjiu finally opened his mouth, "I...I..."

The second half of her sentence seemed to want to say, "I am willing to help her complete it", but when the last half of the sentence was about to be spoken, it suddenly turned into a howl like a whimper—she seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and her body collapsed Going down, both hands firmly grasped Qing Jiuliu's arm, as if he wanted to rely on his strength to stand firmly on the ground to support himself, so as not to continue sinking into the abyss under his feet.

"How many people do I have to lose?"

Amidst the wind blowing up by the great witch, amidst the hissing and shrill laughter of his personality, Lin Sanjiu didn't look at anyone, but buried his head deeply: "It's just that tonight, how many people do I have to lose?"

Qing Jiuliu clenched her hand behind his back, and saw the pale white joints protruding slightly from the back of her neck, rising and falling.

"Bliss is about to disappear. Just tonight, Luze is not saved, Mather is gone, the gift bag is gone, and even Gong Daoyi is dead..."

When she said this, her voice stopped for a while, as if she was trying to salvage something, and in the end, her efforts turned into a long breath—Qing Jiuliu lowered her eyes and added a sentence for her in her heart.

...and the puppeteer, right?

he said silently.

What he really said was another sentence.

He turned a blind eye to the various shapes and gradually approaching personalities from the corner of his eye, and said slowly, "...Xiaojiu, listen to me. Bliss can enter the interior of Occidentus, but she is not capable of causing enough damage."

Lin Sanjiu's attention was indeed drawn back to her eyes; after a few breaths, she straightened up again.

"Special items won't work. Bliss said that she can't call out and use any items inside the body of 'Lu Ze'." Keep your voice steady and keep the spoken content firmly in the graspable reality, For Qing Jiuru's acting skills, it is not difficult. "The consciousness of the great witch is not the opponent of Occidentus. If it is sent into his body, it may be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger."

Lin Sanjiu looked at him silently, and the amber eyes gradually gathered a hard light again.

"The second step of the plan is what you told me."

Qing Jiuliu tilted his head slightly, a streak of consciousness from the great witch rushed past his ear, and wiped a splash of blood on his ear—that blood, that consciousness, together turned into a certain personality behind him. whine. He didn't look back.

"...I don't think Gongdaoyi's blood is effective against 'personality'." He said, "Gongdaoyi's blood is effective against 'things inside Occidentus'."

Lin Sanjiu took a low breath.

"This is my conjecture," Qing Jiuliu said almost calmly, "I think people like Gong Daoyi should be very clear that it doesn't matter how many personalities Occidentus lost. It's also hard for me to imagine that blood has The ability to distinguish between human and non-human... Even if you can, isn't your human being still intact? It has been walking in blood, but it is still unscathed, right?"

Lin Sanjiu nodded blankly, wanted to say something, but didn't say it. With one in her hand, a steel whip fell down—she was right, the steel whip was really clean, and there was no trace of blood on it.

"I think the reason why those personalities have turned into blood is precisely because they belong to the 'Inside Orcius'." Qing Jiuliu looked into her eyes and said, "As long as this possibility is big enough, Bliss needs to At least one of the things brought into Occidental's body must be Gong Daoyi's blood."

"But it's gone," Lin Sanjiu raised the steel whip in his hand, and said, "I didn't know just now, the blood on it is all gone..."

"I need you to think about it carefully." Qing Jiuliu held her shoulders tightly, stared into her eyes, and said, "Without Gong Daoyi's blood, both Bliss and us would die meaninglessly here. Yes You killed Gong Daoyi, if anyone has any clues, it must be you."

"Blood…"

Lin Sanjiu repeated this word in a daze, as if he was replaying the scene of killing Gong Dao tonight over and over again in his mind.

She was shocked all of a sudden.

"I changed my clothes." Lin Sanjiu held Qing Jiuliu's arm, his eyes lit up in the night, and his voice became urgent: "I fell into a pool of his blood at that time, and before Occidentus appeared, —I, I changed my blood-soaked clothes!"