Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 166 Alfia, withered

Chapter 166: Alfia, Withering

"What a shame."

Kala.
The toppled Tower of Babel was nearly shattered, making one wonder if it would completely collapse towards Orario at any time.

In fact, collapse has become inevitable.

The rubble continued to fall, making crackling sounds. Fortunately, before the battle began, all the residents in this central area had been dispersed, and Freya, who originally lived on the top floor of the Tower of Babel, had also left.

Fujimaru was talking to Alfia in the big hole he had punched himself - talking to the woman whose abdomen he had punched through and who was now letting her blood splatter all over her body, turning from white to a sad red.

The woman stood up, even though her entire flesh from her abdomen to her ribs was blasted away by Fujimaru Ritsuka, she still stood up, unwilling to fall down.

His head drooped slightly, his silver-white hair swaying in front of his heterochromatic eyes, drying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Oh what a shame."

Pity?

What's the regret?

"Do you regret not being able to pass on experience points to more people?" Ritsuka asked.

"Hehe." Alfia's lips moved and she responded weakly, "That's one of the reasons."

Indeed, the goal is to use [Kills] to gain experience points and help Orario transform, so Alfia needs to make as many people as possible stronger.

But in reality, the total amount of experience points is fixed.

According to the original scenario, Alfia's experience points would be enough for all Astralia members to level up.

And that was even the experience value given by Alfia after letting the water go.

The fight is fair and objective.

The flesh responds to 'reality'.

Alfia, who was at full strength, was defeated by one person.

All that experience value was poured into Ritsuka's body.

How terrifying that would be!
The answer is "I Upgrade Alone"!
It would be a lie to say that she didn't regret it, but when Alfia thought about being able to inject all of herself into Ritsuka's body, she felt a little relieved.

After all, it is immature.

But it was not just this reason that made Alfia regretful. What really made her regretful was
Sorry.

I couldn't let you see my true strength, my heyday.

I'm sorry, Fujimaru Ritsuka
A trickle of blood slid down from the corner of his mouth, wetting his pale skin.

The light and shadow illuminated the woman's messy but still beautiful silver hair, full of broken light and shadow. Alfia looked at her palms with tired eyes, and the blood that stained the lines on her palms.

Blurred vision.

Shaking vision.

This feeling is the first time since Leviathan and Black Dragon.

A familiar taste, but not scary.

There is also a sense of relief in releasing everything that is mine.

“Oh, I never thought that one day I would say such words to the younger generation.” Alfia forced her neck, which was so thin that it seemed like it could be broken with her hands, to look up at Fujimaru. The silhouette of the hero with backlight was reflected in her dry pupils.

"Sorry, and thank you."

"."

Click...
make a fist.

Fujimaru just had no words.

How rare, how common.

This kind of scene that made him uncomfortable was definitely not a one-time encounter.

He is not omniscient and omnipotent.

He also had no way to stop Chardo and Alfia from dying for their own "Tao".

All he could do was to help the deceased by giving them a ruthless iron fist.

All he could do was to let the strong man in front of him eat a decapitation dish before he died.

Negation and affirmation.

There are also things he can't do.

This world is shrouded in despair, so we must never relax.

Fujimaru's existence can prove human possibilities, but it does not mean that Orario can get absolute guarantees.

There is no guarantee that it can continue its own survival, and there is no guarantee that with the example of Fujimaru, a 'Fujimaru' belonging to this world will be born.

Alfia's ideas may be radical, but they cannot be easily refuted.

All that can be done is to humiliate, dominate and destroy her with violence in order to satisfy the lust of her body which has never been satisfied since her birth.

On the battlefield where both sides had gone to their deaths, all that was left were wreckage that did not require any communication through words.

Even though, even though they all knew.

At the very last moment, the moment of victory or defeat. ——Alfia's 'short-term upgrade' was cancelled, and she fell back to the weak body of level 7, and she could no longer suppress the backlash of the disease.

She was not defeated.

she.
Died of old age.

[Do you want to save him? ]

The answer has just been given.

Li Xiang did not have that qualification, nor did he want to continue humiliating the woman in front of him.

The Master has plundered countless lives and is a sinner who cannot escape punishment.

Even so, he doesn't like killing.. Absolutely not. (black face)
But what Alfia seeks is death, and Ritsuka will not distort the consciousness of others for his own vision.

Alfia, she couldn't bear the thought that she, who had caused such a huge disaster, could survive.

All we can do is.
".Do you have any last words?"

"Haha. No, I don't have that kind of thing."

Alfia's pupils kept trembling, like gems rippling in the ocean, refracting the dense light and shadows. Even opening her mouth required her to use up her remaining strength.

The continuation of the battle was almost reaching its limit, and all she could do was reminisce at the end of her life.

Recalling the few moments I had.

Boring childhood.
Adventurer's Life
The noisy bunch of Hera's Familia.
The bastard who took away the person he 'loved'.

At the end of his life, the boy made him feel his heart beating for the first time.

If I were a few years younger
And
Everything began to blur, white, black, and turned into the colors of sunset.

The sky was about to fall to the boundary of night, flickering with the remaining ashes of the sun, and the blurred scene began to recede rapidly.

The wheat stalks in the fields sway in the sunlight, and as they sway melodiously past the clusters of flowers and trees, the rice ears will bend down enthusiastically to kiss the tender skin of the children at their hands.

Wearing a white long skirt, the woman stood on the slope beside the river, walking through the rice ears, holding the hand of a little boy. Her sun hat was lifted up by the breeze, and the halo of the setting sun danced capriciously on the flowing hem of the woman's skirt.

The two of them had their backs to him, leaving only vague thoughts mixed in his mind.

But vaguely, the sounds of laughter and joy came with the wind and rain of flowers.

A white egret flew by in the tipsy sunset, and the boy turned his head.

He still held his mother's hand, but in the dusk, above the white water, she waved to him and tiptoed lightly.

The woman he was holding also turned around and spoke with a smile.

she says
--【elder sister】

“.!”

The pupils suddenly dilated at a certain moment.

That scene suddenly flashed back in Alfia's mind.

Fujimaru, who had a chance to kill himself, fought for the white-haired boy he didn't know on the roadside and used his body to block his magic, and the one behind him.
The only trace left in this world by the person you 'love'.

Even if the blood has already flowed away, even if the organs have long been damaged.

An impulse influenced Alfia to speak.

".In a few years."

"Hmm?" Ritsuka looked up and listened carefully to Alfia's words.

"In a few years, my nephew will officially come to this city, a city full of malice, despair and hope."

Alfia's eyelids and lips were trembling at a high frequency due to blood loss and because her nerves were too weak to control her body, but she wanted to say these words in the end no matter what.

The eyes, as gorgeous as gems, were stained with mist, and seemed to be drained by the earth, gradually withering and fading.

"It's up to you. Deal with it."

Eventually, darkness swallowed up the light and shadow.

Woman, close your eyes quietly.

She is tired.

It is the last day of the Orario "Absolute Evil" incident.

The strongest Orario ever.

Hera family.

[Silence] Alfia.

Withered.
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It was also at that moment.

The boy's 'body'.

Expansion is inevitable.