Re:Zero -Starting Life in Zero

A hint of helplessness flickered in his indifferent eyes, his tone light and airy, tinged with melancholy:

"Those guys, even in death they'll never learn to behave..."

Her voice softened, and a faint, ethereal aura began to circulate around her, as if she intended to depart.

"Hey, Grin-kun, you can reconsider my request. I will be very careful to remove those witch genes. I hope you can give me a positive reply next time we meet."

"Next time? You're going to die this time!"

Green suddenly interrupted with a sharp voice, and the invisible hands around his body instantly surged.

Before Pandora could finish speaking, two invisible, dark forces suddenly shot out and tightly covered her mouth, silencing her completely.

Immediately afterwards, several even more ruthless, invisible hands wrapped around her body.

Stab it!

With a piercing tearing sound, Pandora's body was ripped in two!

The blood and the illusory mist dissipated instantly, but in just a few seconds, faint distorted ripples appeared in the void.

Pandora stood there unharmed once again, her clothes neat and her hair undamaged, without even a scratch.

She gently raised her hand, stroking her neck and waist, and calmly showed her body to Green:

"You see, killing me makes no sense."

"Damn it, isn't this cheating?!"

Green scratched his head in frustration, his brows furrowed tightly. Looking at Pandora, whom he couldn't kill no matter what, his anger and impatience grew stronger.

But the next second, his eyes suddenly lit up, he held up an index finger, and his tone was filled with the excitement of a sudden inspiration:

"Hey! I've got it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the invisible hands that had been lying dormant around him began to stir wildly again, causing distorted ripples to spread through the void.

Pandora instantly sensed the restless magic, closed her eyes helplessly, and sighed softly:

"Sigh, Green is really a persistent person."

This time, however, the invisible hand did not strike Pandora. Instead, under Green's control, it changed direction!

"This time, I'll try killing myself first."

Green's tone was calm, even carrying a hint of inexplicable anticipation. Before Pandora could react, a sharp, invisible hand suddenly rose up and plunged straight into his own chest!

Pain swept through his body instantly, but Green didn't care at all. Instead, he narrowed his eyes slightly and clearly felt the beating of his heart in his chest.

With a gentle clench of his fingertips in the void, he manipulated the invisible hand within his body, directly restricting all space for his heartbeat.

Pandora's previously calm expression shattered completely; her glass-like eyes narrowed sharply, filled with disbelief.

"What a madman! Your personality is really suited to be a member of the Witch Cult."

"The Witch Cult, is it? I'll let you scream your fill in a bit."

Green's lips curled into a crazy smile.

"Didn't you say I'm like a magic box full of surprises? Well then, I'll open this magic box, put out some good stuff, and have some fun with you."

As the invisible hand tightened, the beating of his heart in his chest gradually slowed and weakened, eventually coming to a complete stop.

Green's eyelids slowly closed, his body slumped, and he leaned weakly against the cold throne, completely unconscious.

The next second, the magnificent golden royal court that enveloped the entire space collapsed instantly, the gilded light vanished completely, and the golden-armored knights turned into specks of golden light and disappeared without a trace.

The church, which had been rebuilt by the power of the monarchy, has returned to its original emptiness and dilapidation, and everything has returned to the state it was at the beginning of the confrontation.

Pandora stood still, alert for a moment. The surroundings were quiet, with no abnormal magical fluctuations.

After confirming that nothing had changed, she took light steps and slowly approached Green, who was lying unconscious on the throne.

In her eyes, the target had completely lost its ability to act, making it the perfect and most suitable time to reclaim the witch factor.

Pandora walked step by step to Green, slowly raised her fair right hand, her fingertips shimmering with a faint, illusory light, and was about to reach towards Green's chest.

Just then—

A sudden gust of cold wind swept up, and an ancient, pitch-black fairy tale book appeared out of thin air, hovering between the two.

The pages of the book turned rapidly without any wind, and a dense black light suddenly shot out from the pages.

The moment the black light landed, it quickly condensed and took shape, transforming into a short, wooden puppet-like youth—Pinocchio.

The puppet-like youth's eyes darted around, his gaze brazenly fixed on Pandora, filled with a playful and frivolous expression.

"Tsk tsk, she's so beautiful, it's such a waste to kill her like this. Boss, could you rape her first and then kill her?"

From between the dark pages of the fairy tale book came Little Red Riding Hood's lazy, light laugh, her voice ethereal and echoing in the empty church:

"Do as you please, but it's safer to finish this quickly."

Pinocchio was overjoyed upon hearing this, clapped his hands, and spoke with even more unrestrained arrogance:

"Hehehe, since we're going to finish this quickly, I might as well kill them all at once!"

Pandora lightly touched her chin with her fingertips, carefully examining the other person's peculiar body:

"Is it a life born of magic, or an elf forged by human hands?"

"Hey, you little vixen, staring at me like that, are you mesmerized? You know your stuff better than Little Red Riding Hood!"

Upon hearing this, Pinocchio immediately twisted around on the spot and struck a few moves that he thought were cool, his wooden joints cracking.

"However, we were ultimately destined to be apart."

He then abruptly raised his head, pointing his sharp, long nose directly at Pandora, and shouted fiercely.

"Die, you little wench! I'm ugly!"

After he finished speaking, an eerie silence fell over the church.

The anticipated burst of magic and sudden attacks did not occur; the air was so quiet that you could hear the wind outside the window.

Pandora looked at him, nodded calmly, her tone indifferent yet direct, without a hint of mockery, yet every word pierced his heart:

"You really are ugly. Are you shouting it out loud to encourage yourself?"

"You son of a bitch—!"

Pinocchio was instantly enraged. His wooden cheeks flushed red, his eyes narrowed, and his anger surged to his head. He immediately shouted at the top of his lungs again, "I'm handsome!"

Puff-!

A crisp yet piercing sound suddenly rang out!

The moment those words were uttered, they were instantly judged as a lie by the invisible force of rules.

Pinocchio's already sharp nose grew wildly at a visible rate!

In the blink of an eye, the long, sharp nose transformed into a sharp wooden spear, piercing straight through Pandora's heart and pinning her to the spot!

Pandora looked down at the wooden spear piercing her chest, a hint of surprise finally appearing in her glassy eyes. She clearly hadn't expected this unassuming puppet to possess such a bizarre ability.