I, the Lord of the Fifth Heavenly Throne, flow out of all things!

Honjo Niya and Shuji were each sitting on a book floating in the air.

Honjo Erya, who knew what Duanmulian was going through in the outside world, couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

After all, this is a game between a tyrannical god who controls an infinite and known universe, so it is natural to be nervous.

"I still need some time. I will only interfere in this cycle and will not officially take action."

Duan Mulian's eyes were filled with a deep glow. He felt the "Tai Ji" evolving from his "Inner Scene" and explained in a deep voice:

"I have been targeted by my father. I plan to take action in the next reincarnation. After all, being on stage and off stage is different."

He can play minor tragic roles day after day, year after year, because of the stage.

If you want to continue performing on the stage, even if you have made all the necessary preparations, there is always a high probability that something unexpected will happen.

After all, with the addition of my own role, I don’t know how big a butterfly effect the entire stage will bring.

Duanmulian is now in the dark and has no confidence that she can control everything.

Plans can never keep up with changes.

Therefore, if you don’t want to fail, the sooner you start, the better.

"As for this reincarnation, let me lead it to an ending where both gods are destroyed. Reinhard is the self-destruction factor of the Mercury Serpent, and his destiny is to destroy the entire world."

Duanmu Lian thought about the current situation in the outside world, and her thinking accelerated ten thousand times, and she came up with a plan in an instant.

This time, he did not take action, but that did not mean he could not interfere.

He wants to guide Reinhard to awaken into the golden beast and perish together with the mercury snake.

What happened in the previous reincarnation may also have an impact and connection with the next reincarnation.

The sense of knowing will actively move towards the unknown direction based on the changes that have already occurred.

It is not known whether that direction will be beneficial to Duanmulian, but it will not do much harm.

"【I'm sorry, Shion.】"

Duanmu Lian turned her head to look at Shiyin who was sitting quietly beside her, and apologized using the language that connected the two of them.

After all, because of the unexpected encounter with Fujii Ren, the sudden unexpected situation made his time suddenly become tight.

Mingming Shiyin's new life has just begun, but she has to immediately accompany him to the final battlefield.

"[Lian doesn't need to apologize to me. Wherever Lian goes, I will go.]"

Shiyin blinked her eyes, gently raised her fair jade hand, and held Duanmulian's big hand tightly, conveying her truest will and thoughts.

She didn't know whether she had a future with him, but now he was indeed in front of her and beside her.

Regardless of whether something will separate them in the future, she loves and cherishes every moment with him.

Moreover, Lian in the outside world has been suffering all the time, and Shiyin cannot ignore his pain.

She was willing to give everything she had to free him.

"【I won't lead you to a regretful end.】"

Duanmu Lian looked at Shiyin, then at Erica, Shuji, Nanami, Erya and others who were with her, as well as all of her self and the others she cherished in her upside-down dreamland.

All the efforts are for that moment.

Now that he has taken the step onto the stage with the efforts of everyone, he has the foundation to do so.

Then, let us personally bring this horror drama that has lasted for eternity to an end.

……

At the same time, the soul that was born was the interior of the fusion of Duanmulian and the holy relic, the Gift of Darkness.

Himuro Reia's soul has returned to the appearance of a high school girl in her previous life.

"here……"

At this moment, she looked blankly at the empty, white interior scene in front of her, and was speechless for a moment.

Looking up, you can see the image of Duanmulian in the Golden Demon City in the outside world projected on the sky.

But is this place in front of me Duanmu Jun's "belly"?

There is nothing here. Apart from her soul, there is no other soul here.

Taking one last look at the undying image in the sky, the girl tried to walk forward.

This is Duanmulian’s interior. How could a person be so empty inside?

Although I have seen Reinhard's Shurado and Isaac's Pot of Heaven, this is the first time I have seen such an inner sea of ​​the soul.

With such thoughts in mind, the figure of a blue-haired little boy with his back to her soon appeared in front of Himuro Reia.

"Duanmu...Jun?"

Himuro Reia will never forget the image of the little boy in front of her.

But at this moment, the boy was wearing a thin white lab coat and was standing in front of a square pit, standing there and looking down quietly.

Himuro Reia walked over carefully and came to the side of the little boy.

He first glanced at Duanmulian, whose expression was like a machine and whose eyes were dead and indifferent.

After realizing that he was ignoring her, she looked down in the direction he was looking down.

"—!"

Seeing this, Himuro Reia suddenly felt a chill so cold that it froze her to death.

The girl's pupils shrank slightly, as if she couldn't believe the scene before her.

Because what caught Himuro Reia's eyes at this moment were the corpses of little boys, teenagers, and young men piled up like a mountain of corpses.

With empty and dead looks in their eyes, they were all immersed in the light green corrosive liquid that could dissolve corpses. One by one, they were being decomposed and dissipated.

This group of corpses included children, teenagers, and young adults, and without exception, they all looked exactly the same.

She looks exactly like Duanmu Lian and Fujii Lian.

And Bingshiro Reia also understood that this was a scene from Duanmulian's past memories.

The scene before our eyes was a virtual image of the memories of countless failed experimental subjects that had been destroyed.

Himuro Reia suppressed her inner fear and continued to act.

As the girl went deeper and deeper, she once again saw Duanmulian being tied to the experimental table and having those inhumane memories performed on her by Ayase Kozo or Red Spider.

He even saw Duanmu Lian locked in a room with only a screen, staring blankly at the scenes of Fujii Lian's daily life on the screen.

She did not see Duanmulian's painful expression, but only saw that he was indifferent, numb, and dead silent, and he had no interest in anything, even himself.

At the same time, we also know that Duanmulian is a defective artificial human with a short lifespan.

It was not until now that Bingshiro Reia understood why Duanmu Lian could say, "If you have no expectations for anything, you will naturally not be afraid of the end."

He, like her, was deprived of a future.

It is also born out of the ambitions of others.

He could even only be a shadow, a tragic existence that withered away silently in the corner.

……

In a room in the Golden Demon Castle.

"Are there only military uniforms in this grave of yours?"

Duanmulian, wearing the same German military uniform as the one worn by the Black Round Table, walked out with a somewhat helpless expression and bumped into Makina who was waiting silently at the door again.

When Makina saw Duanmulian coming out in German military uniform, a strange light flashed in his dead fish eyes.

This attire, coupled with that face that made him itch, made Makina suddenly recall some fragments of his memories from his previous life.

I remember that at that time, my comrade Rotos was also wearing this military uniform and running around on the battlefield with me.

Kill enemies together, smoke together, drink together, and even fight in the Golden Demon City Arena.

"...let's go."

Makina came to his senses and stopped looking at Duanmulian in front of him. He turned around and left.

The person in front of him was not his comrade-in-arms or brother, but just a stranger who looked the same as him.

Duanmulian looked at the magnificent corridor and the golden floor in front of her, and silently followed Makina's pace, not avoiding the strong aura of death on the other party, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

He glanced at the Iron Cross on Makina and said calmly:

"Are you Michelle?"

"!!!"

Upon hearing the name, Makina immediately stopped and stood still.

He was like a tank, quietly turning his gaze, as if he was turning a cannon to aim at Duanmulian and looked at him.

A dangerous light immediately ignited in those lifeless eyes.

"…Why do you know this name?"

Although he had already realized that the person in front of him was not the comrade-in-arms or brother he longed for, when he heard a name that he missed from the other's mouth, his soul immediately reacted.

"Iron Cross First Class, Iron Cross Second Class, Knight's Cross, Knight's Cross with Oak Leaves, Knight's Cross with Swords..."

Facing Makina's extremely dangerous gaze, Duan Mulian calmly looked up and down at the honors on Makina's body, and said the honorary medals he had won:

"I wouldn't recognize you if you had one or two medals, but as someone who has won several Iron Cross medals, plus the fact that you just made me feel like a tank, you are still very famous in history textbooks as the most famous tank commander in Germany during World War II."

Machina was so famous during his lifetime. He destroyed hundreds of tanks and artillery pieces and had an outstanding record.

The Propaganda Department of the Third Reich at that time had already portrayed him as a national hero, and his portraits could be seen everywhere in Germany.

Moreover, when he died on the battlefield, all the countries involved in the Second World War said that it was their own people who killed Germany's most outstanding tank commander.

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84

Chapter 84 [God's Throne] The eternally hungry golden beast.

Michelle.

Makina couldn't help but feel nostalgic when he heard the name again.

After all, that was his name when he was alive. If possible, he hoped that his comrades would call out his real name.

Unexpectedly, I was called out by Duanmulian in this golden magic city.

"…Just call me Makina. Forget that name. I am just an ugly resurrected person now."

Makina shook his head, indicating that he should not call her by that name anymore, and then he walked in front of Duanmulian again.

The reason why he came to pick up Duanmulian was because Makina was in charge of the souls of those who "died in battle" in this golden magic city.

Duanmulian died as a warrior in the battle with Elunore, so she was also classified as the soul of the dead in battle.

"Isn't it the same for me? In this grand and noble city of gold, death is meaningless. You and I are both evil spirits at the end of the cliff."

Duan Mulian, who was standing shoulder to shoulder with Makina, sneered softly.

His world-weary and nihilistic attitude, coupled with his self-mockery about figuring out his current situation, made Makina inwardly look up to this man.

From his words, one can tell that resurrection is not his origin, or rather, he has no desire to live, but has to live in this state.

"Do you want to rest in peace?"

Makina didn't look at Duan Mulian, but asked this question in a dull tone.

"I want peace more. There is no resting place in this place. Do you think there is any outside the [city]?"

As Duan Mulian walked, she raised her hand and lightly tapped the magnificent wall.

Under the ripples of spiritual power, countless dead souls revealed the truth buried under the gold.

As for Duan Mulian's question, Makina answered without any confusion or hesitation:

“Everything that has a beginning must have an end. As long as you keep moving forward, you will eventually reach the end.”

He did not say that there was something outside the city, but only expressed that he would keep moving forward to pursue his wishes.