After leaving the world of all NPCs

The undisguised contemptuous looks and whispers from classmates at school.

“Ugly”, “Monster”, “Stay away from her”.

The nights when I cried silently in the closet alone...

No friends! No relatives! No warmth at all!

There is only endless darkness, loneliness and inferiority deep in the bone marrow!

This is her... Kagamino Nanashi.

As a human being, he was completely abandoned by the world and was a piece of trash that even he hated!

"Wow... Ugh... Wow..."

The sound of vomiting was gradually replaced by uncontrollable, heart-wrenching sobs.

The immense sadness and self-loathing were like an icy tide that completely submerged Qi Sin. She was almost drowning in this suffering that had been buried for who knows how many years.

Just when this grief reached its peak—

hum!

A layer of light as fragile as a soap bubble emerged from Qishi's violently trembling body without any warning.

In an instant, the enchanting, mature, tall and sexy beauty who looked like a top model disappeared.

Instead, there was a petite figure huddled next to a trash can, wearing a pointed hat decorated with several uncut emeralds, a pair of bloomers with suspenders, socks of different lengths and a pair of pointed boots.

The gorgeous emerald green hair that was as long as silk turned into fluffy, dull, unkempt, and messy light green hair that stuck up like a bird's nest.

The stunning mature face disappeared, turning into a frightened, sickly pale loli face.

The emerald pupils were still there, but had lost all their luster, leaving only the deep-seated inferiority, cowardice and despair.

Her figure has shrunk into that of a flat and skinny little girl.

Kagamino Nanashi.

This is what she really looks like.

The vomiting finally stopped.

Nanashi collapsed on the cold and dirty ground, leaning against the trash can, breathing heavily.

Cold tears mixed with the sour smell of vomit covered her little cheeks.

Qizai raised his hand blankly and looked at his thin hand.

Small... shriveled... ugly...

Then, she suddenly raised her head, and her emerald green pupils filled with tears and hatred were fixed on Ye Zuochen, who was still maintaining a concerned attitude a few steps away!

fraud!

Big liar!!

A mixture of overwhelming rage at being completely fooled, extreme shame at revealing his true identity, and the madness of deep-rooted paranoia suddenly erupted like volcanic lava!

He knew it a long time ago!

He must have known her true identity long ago!

This boy who suddenly appeared and claimed to be her "boyfriend of ten years" was too perfect to be human!

Those gentle touches!

Those caring words!

Those promises of "I am here"!

It’s all fake! It’s all fake!!

It's all a well-designed trap!!

His purpose was for this moment!!

Just to see with my own eyes this ugly, disgusting monster vomiting and struggling in broad daylight, to see her transformed from a falsely beautiful swan into a lowly ugly duckling!

then……

He could laugh at her to his heart's content! Trample her! Shove her into the mud, and she'd never be able to get up again!

"You...liar!!!"

A shrill, distorted scream suddenly burst out from Nanashi's throat.

“You did it on purpose!!”

The tiny body erupted with astonishing strength, suddenly bouncing off the ground. Tears were still streaming down her face, but her eyes were filled with twisted madness. "You just wanted to see me like this! You wanted to see me make a fool of myself! You wanted to see me lying on the trash can and vomiting like a piece of trash! And then laugh at me! Trampling on me! Right?!!"

"Because...because..."

"In my past memories...there is no such person as you!!!"

Along with this hysterical roar, Nanashi's little hand suddenly stretched forward!

A broom with a strange shape appeared in his hand out of thin air!

The broom handle was made of dark wood, and the bristles at the front suddenly opened, revealing a round mirror in the center that emitted a hazy glow.

"Fake witch!"

Nanashi held the broom handle tightly with both hands, and pointed the mirror at the front, which was emitting an ominous light, fiercely at the perfect boy in front of her who had deceived her!

Om-! ! !

A beam of light instantly burst out from the mirror core of the Fake Witch.

129 The Consequences of the Elf Reversal

The beam of light swept across, but Ye Zuochen didn't care at all and just moved his mouth leisurely.

"Let's all... turn into dolls!"

Wherever the beam of light passes, everything changes.

An office worker holding a coffee cup had his body kneaded by invisible clay hands, turning into a plastic doll wearing a miniature suit.

A girl in a school uniform skirt turned into a rag doll with stiff joints and fell limply to the ground.

The stray dog ​​on the street corner whimpered, its body shrank instantly, its fur turned into rough fluff, its eyes turned into two cheap glass beads, and it turned into a dirty plush dog doll.

Just a few breaths.

The streets that were full of life just now have now become a display of dolls.

Countless dolls of various shapes and materials were scattered stiffly all over the streets.

Nanashi stood in the center of the pile of dolls, breathing heavily.

The Fake Witch in my hand felt slightly hot.

The brief pleasure after venting hatred receded like the tide, leaving behind the cold and biting reality.

Nanashi rolled her emerald pupils blankly, scanning this doll hell she had created with her own hands. Her gaze was fixed on the "doll" closest to her.

It's a... frog doll.

An unusually large plastic frog doll.

It squatted on the deformed road surface, its two empty glass eyes wide open, its mouth slightly open, frozen in a stupid and silent smile.

"what……"

Looking at the giant frog doll, Nanashi let out a short, sharp laugh from his throat.

"Haha...hahaha..."

The laughter gradually grew louder, echoing over the silent doll streets, full of hysterical despair and self-mockery.

"Look! Look!!" She pointed at the giant frog doll and screamed at the empty street, "Liar! Liar! This is what will happen to you! You'll become the dumbest frog! You'll only be able to squat here and grin foolishly forever!"

“Hahahaha… woo…”

The wild laughter suddenly stopped and turned into a broken whimper.

The hot tears could no longer be held back, and like beads with a broken string, they gushed out madly from the emerald eyes, washing away the stains and despair on her face.

"Why……"

"Why me..."

"Why is it always like this..."

"Ugly, disgusting... monster."

"It will only bring destruction..."

"Even...even the only bit of false beauty is a deception..."

"Existence... is a mistake."

Extreme self-loathing and despair completely permeated her soul, and something that had been suppressed inside her body suddenly shattered!

Om-! ! !

A wave of desperate energy suddenly erupted from within Qi Sins' small body.

That is not the normal spiritual power of an elf.

It was a negative energy as dark and sticky as the abyss, a filthy spring from the Anti-Kabbalah Evil Tree that flowed out after the order of the Kabbalah Tree of Life was completely overturned.

It is the reverse manifestation of the demonic power representing "desire" among the ten major evils within her body.

The spiritual outfit is reversed!

Countless black pieces of paper with vicious insults written on them, their edges brittle and curled as if licked by flames, emerged madly from the void like cursed butterflies.

As if roughly pierced and stitched by invisible needles of resentment, the pieces of paper piled up and stuck together, and in an instant transformed into a blasphemous paper robe that covered the petite body of Seven Deadly Sins.

The rough paper rubbed against the pale skin, making a rustling sound.

The paper was branded with filthy accusations with burn marks: Devil's Whore, Milk Blighter, Child Killer... The twisted letters were like crawling maggots, densely covering the entire body.

The cold metal rings suddenly tightened around her slender wrists and ankles like a brand of shame, and the heavy chains dragged on the ground, scraping with a harsh sound.

"Baal"——Arrives!

A huge upright cabinet, more than two meters tall and emitting the smell of scorched iron and blood, came crashing down.

boom!

The cabinet is as black as the frozen night, its surface covered with twisted rivets and unknown stains, resembling the terrifying Iron Maiden of the Middle Ages.

Crunch!

Two heavy, charred iron doors on the front opened inward, revealing a deep interior space.

Inside the door was a thorn cradle shaped like a bird's nest, made up of countless dark thorns.

The thorns were black and smooth, entwined and twisted, forming a depression that was just big enough for the Seven Sins to curl up in.

The desperate Seven Sins seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and their small bodies staggered into the embrace of the Cradle of Thorns. They instinctively curled up, wrapped their arms tightly around their knees, and buried their face deeply in their arms.

The dark thorns were like living tentacles, gently wrapping around her limbs and waist, wrapping her firmly.

The sharp thorns were only millimeters away from her skin, but they did not penetrate at all. Instead, they pointed outwards in rejection, forming a cage barrier that isolated her from the world.

Om-!

The heavy, charred iron door slammed shut.

The rough and charred surface of the iron door and the cracked lines were quickly polished.

The heart-pounding energy fluctuations spread silently with the curled up Seven Sins as the center!

Click——

The fake and deformed dolls on the street are now under the influence of the power from the reverse demon lord "Locked Mirror Punishment" and have begun a terrifying fusion!

The body of the plastic doll began to melt and flow like wax at high temperature, forcibly bonding to the rough fabric of the rag doll next to it. The stiffness of the plastic and the softness of the fabric intertwined in the twisting.

The limbs of the metal dog doll were like being attracted by a magnet, and suddenly embedded into the torso of the model doll in the window next to it, making a harsh metal friction sound.