She swung a crimson battle axe, hacking the fake thing in front of her into pieces.

*

“Lafiela has gone after Kloshil.”

The Doctor and Kal’tsit arrived at the headquarters of T Company, and the melancholy and bluesy Sakota welcomed them into a room full of various clocks.

Mostima hesitated for a moment, with a smile on his face. “Do you know what I have hidden here?”

“I think you have already hinted very clearly in your letter, Xiaomo,” Ishamara still had that conversational face, but her behavior was full of enthusiasm and trust that was hard to ignore. She hugged the other’s arm and rubbed it intimately. As always.

Mostima was stunned. She suddenly lost her smile. After a long thought, she chose to hug Isamara and express her feelings to her long-lost friend.

It is always said that those who control time must give up their humanity.

When every minute and every second is stretched, those beautiful and colorful memories will become difficult to fade. No matter how much you say, you are just hiding the pain in your heart and enduring it alone.

Mostima will never forget the years in Lateran, Penguin Logistics, and Rhodes Island.

Friendship, family, and more…

Well, although she thought for a long time in this short moment.

But from the outside, it seemed that Mostima hugged Isamara without hesitation.

Kal’tsit was slightly stunned. This was a situation she had not expected.

In the years since the city was founded, too many things have happened that are beyond my understanding.

Whether it is the changes in La Fiera, or the catastrophes that fell from the sky, or the new technologies that grew wildly in the streets and alleys, they all tell this scholar who is tasked with continuing the flame of the previous civilization a fact: times have changed.

Immersed in time, Sakota regained his humanity in front of his friends, but they couldn’t be too gentle…

The battle between Krusil and La Fiela must be stopped before the worst happens.

No one knows how many hidden tricks that the blood demon, who is crazy enough to completely transform herself, will trigger when her plan fails, which she has planted over the past two hundred years and are likely to cause the collapse of the city.

Mostima turned the hour hand of a pendant clock, the space began to distort, and the scene outside the window twitched beautifully.

The people in the room lost their sense of time. After a strange flash of light, a pitch-black stone coffin appeared on the floor.

The pale girl lay in the narrow coffin.

Her name is Warfarin.

He is not infected with mineral disease and pays attention to his health. As a pure blood in the royal court, he has a long lifespan.

Faced with a time of great change, Warfarin did not accept the invitation to join the Wings of the World, but instead asked Mastema to freeze her time.

“I want to wait for Akado to come back.”

These were the last words she uttered before she fell asleep.

“I’m sorry to wake you, Miss Warfarin,” Ishamara said, taking her slender, pale hand. “But we need your help regarding a conflict that could destroy civilization.”

Every Sarkaz believed that Rafiela inherited all of her father’s inheritance.

Actually, that’s not entirely true. A considerable portion of the secrets were obtained by Warfarin and the doctor from Rhodes Island…

Bang. A dull sound.

The power room of “Acardo”‘s Titan was pierced by Klucil, and the Sea Cat immediately swung the thermionic knife forward to cut open the cockpit. In the dazzling electric spark explosion, the Blood Demon, who was gradually losing his personality, punched “Acardo” heavily in the corner of his mouth, tearing open the bionic skin to reveal a bright silver metal skeleton.

Rafiela just watched quietly as her “toy” was destroyed.

She tilted her head and looked at Klushier, “Have you vented enough?”

That condescending attitude stems from the arrogance and self-confidence of two hundred years of dictatorship.

Klushier stood up shakily, and the blood surging in her hand formed a protective gun.

[Of course, my daughter.]

A completely different voice came from the speaker.

Rafiela finally lost her indifference.

How dare you…

The cold anger made her clench the sickle tightly, and it made a crackling sound.

He could kill “Kulusil” in front of him in an instant, but he just couldn’t do it.

Rafiela could not have imagined that this old friend was so sick that he chose to implant Accardo’s personality into his own underlying thought storage.

Since, since you did that.

Rafiela suddenly smiled and said, “Then you will be my new toy.”

It seemed that the fusion of Akado’s personality with that of others made her lose a little of her awe of her adoptive father and the guilt of overstepping her boundaries.

It was obvious that this guy was also very ill.

Ishamara and Warfarin are drawing a special pattern under the city.

This is the altar.

The pigment used for painting is blood.

They took hundreds of skulls from the corpses of the lower classes as sacrifices.

Finally, Warfarin’s blood dripped on her. She was pregnant with Akado’s offspring, but time was suspended, which did not affect her close connection with Khorne.

Chanting the ancient Sarkaz language, using blood and death as the medium, let Khorne from beyond the sky cast his gaze.

Rafiela turned the sickle in her hand almost instantly, destroyed the mechanical “Acardo”, and then disappeared in front of Kulusier.

Sure enough, in front of Acardo, no matter what path La Fiela took, she would choose to be a good little girl. She was afraid of being hated by her father, and she was also afraid of disappointing his expectations.

And Klushier gave a miserable smile, she succeeded after all.

The Sea Cat caught her and disappeared in the strong wind outside the city.

No one knows where Kulushiel ended up or whether she is still alive.

In prison, members of the Mozambique gang cursed her to die surrounded by natural disasters and infected creatures.

The story of the city and the nest continues.

There is just one more legend named “Kulushiel”.

Finish this testimonial

After watching the new plot, I felt so torn apart by being backstabbed.

It is a pity that due to some force majeure, I was unable to present this story to readers perfectly. But after all, I have written the story as complete as possible.

This book will end here. The following endings will be written as extra chapters when I have time.

Thank you for your continued support. See you in the next book.

In the past few weeks, I wrote an ending for the old book and released a new book. It is a fan work of Persona 5, which is quite niche. If you haven’t read it, you can treat it as an original Japanese light novel.

I have almost finished writing the outline, and my writing will definitely be better than this one. I hope you will take care of me when the time comes~