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"Are you negative emotions?" Yi Tongxing looked at the last work in his arms, but the last work lowered his head and could not see her eyes.

It turns out that even this little devil is resentful to him in his heart?

Forget it

There are actually red medicine bottles in Yifang Pass, but he no longer wants to drink them.

Because there is no need to live anymore.

I originally thought that people like him could still protect the rest of them to do their own strength, but since the protected person does not need his protection, but wants his life, then follow them.

"If you want to kill me too, then let me give it to you, little devil." Yifang Tong completely let go of the final work.

I am not ready to use vector manipulation to maintain the beating of the heart.

Just die like this.

If the world is missing him, the evil party, it might become much better.

"No, Misaka, Misaka Misaka"'s last work suddenly raised its gaze, its voice seemed to be crying, and there was also some struggle in its eyes.

She was indeed sent to the virus and lost the authority to the Misaka upper signal, but she did not, just like the other Misaka sisters, under extreme struggle, her emotions seemed to have signs of awakening.

"You didn't tell the truth!" Shizuke Shizuki pointed at the extra individuals suddenly, "Even if the girls of Misaka are indeed malicious, it must be only a small part. You have said that there are more positive emotions in the Misaka network, but it is just that you are controlling the last work with your superior authority!"

There are loopholes in the explanation of extra individuals.

The main reason is that Shoku Mizube is too familiar with Misaka sister.

They were just like her only friend, Dolly.

I am like a small animal that has just been born, full of curiosity about everything and full of good feelings for everything. Once I identify something important, it is impossible to change it and it is very simple.

Otherwise.

She had already taken the last work away from her side.

"So what if that's the case?" The extra individual suddenly broke free from Misaka Mikoto grasped her palm, took two steps back, with malice and mockery on her face, "Is there anything wrong with what I did? This guy killed nearly 10,000 Misaka sisters. Is it because the sisters don't have much resentment? Even if one person doesn't hate, two people don't hate, the hatred of ten thousand people is my level!"

"But you don't have much hatred either." Shizuki Kazuki seemed not to give her time to breathe, and then said, "You actually don't have much urge to 'kill' him, because even if it's you, the kindness in your heart still overwhelms the malice. It was those people who issued the order to revenge you. To be honest, I don't care about the life or death of one party, but you'd better recognize your heart first before saying it."

Shimibe Shoku's telepathy is already very powerful.

Even if she dared not directly attack Misaka's sisters.

But it is still easy to find out the emotions of a certain individual as long as you spend some time.

So she saw it very clearly.

Even this extra individual who has been adjusted to receive negative emotions in the entire Misaka network is still a positive overwhelming victory because he passively accepts a small part of positive emotions.

This may be something that even the person who created him could not imagine.

The pain of being killed nearly ten thousand times.

But it's just this level. Weishu

But this is Misaka sister, this is her friend.

"You are lying!" The individuals of the extra episode reacted very fiercely, and even their voices increased a lot. "How could they not hate? It's just that they don't know how to hate them. Now the girls of Misaka are becoming more and more human, so they will surely gradually breed more hatred, and they will also have the idea of ​​wanting revenge at that time!"

"In other words, you admit that the current Misaka sisters actually don't want revenge." Shokuke Mizube grabbed the other person's mate in the other person's words.

The faces of the individual extras suddenly turned red.

Being angry.

There is a child's mood to be deceived by "vicious adults".

"Damn it! Since that's the case, let's take a good look at the hatred of your sisters!"

This sentence is filled with malice.

The sound of uniform footsteps began to come from outside.

Mikoto Misaka suddenly reacted and looked at the back, where a Misaka girl with a gun came out, then the second and third

The densely packed sister Misaka made the room jammed.

Each one is expressionless.

It was completely different from the Misaka girls in the past, and they were aimed at the weapons in their hands neatly at everyone, just like robots.

"Hate? I can't express any hatred at all. It's clear that you used your superior authority in the Misaka network to control them!" Shoku Fumibe pointed out this reality with a hint of anger.

The so-called upper signal is actually the console of Misaka Network.

It is a security device used to prevent the rebellion of the Misaka girls or lose control. It can control all the Misaka girls. In the past, it was the last work, but now, this console has been transferred to the extra individuals.

"Damn it, can you even see your abilities?" The extra individual still didn't lie. She seemed very surprised by the power of Shioke Mizube. She looked at the last work in an impatient way, "Come here too, it's just a console from the old era. Let me see your enemies clearly!"

"No, no!" The last work kept tears. She seemed to be resisting the model from the upper level with all her might, holding the palm of the pass that seemed to be dead, and shouted loudly in a crying voice, "I don't want to hate you, pass by, save me!"

The last three words were introduced into the mind that was about to lose its will.

There was such a moment.

He opened his eyes wide as if he was dying with his eyes open, staring at the last work that was beginning to scatter his eyes, showing his pain.

"Save me, you can definitely save me!" The final work was still subconsciously and instinctively asking for help from the person she was closest to.

"Ahhhh." A party's throat, which was filled with blood, rumbling and hoarse shouting.

She asked for help.

She wants to protect her by herself.

It was obvious that her sister, her hero, and her savior were right next to her, but she still asked for help from herself!

One side of the road felt that the blood and blood kept pouring into his mind. Most of his body had stepped into death, but the remaining little bit was reluctant to go in. He wanted to protect the person in front of him with unprecedented strength. A white light-year appeared on his body, and an angel-like aperture appeared little by little from the top of his head.

Contrary to it.

The white wings were behind him, slowly unfolding in the white light.