Toyokawa Shoko doesn't want to become a witch

"This could be evolution brought about by genetics, or it could be evolution brought about by 'memes.' Either way, it is a product of the human species' adaptation to survival. However, when the tribe, which was gradually growing, encountered drought, it could no longer supply the corresponding food to support its large population. What would they do? This group, which was full of altruistic spirit, could only perish."

"Therefore, the grammar of massacre was born in order to reduce the population."

"The grammar of slaughter is a legacy from an era when humanity was unable to control food production. To extend influence to the entire population, most organisms use pheromones or scented substances, but the human nose, as an olfactory organ, has degenerated. Therefore, to extend influence to every individual within the scope..."

"Only language, the 'organ' that replaced pheromones, is a medium that must be able to complete one-to-many communication rather than one-to-one communication."

Inspired violence, killings born of the need for survival, a grammar that can only be activated within a social group...

Meow dreamt that Medine had said that in the context of Germany during World War II, both the perpetrators and the victims used the grammar of genocide.

Xiangzi also said that the magical girls in Kamihama were actually clearly divided into two factions. Now that I think about it, it's not that the other faction was not infected by the grammar of slaughter, but that the grammar completed a certain screening, suppressing the functions related to positive emotions such as "conscience". Such people would naturally have extreme emotions.

It's almost like a virus; some people aren't actually free of the virus, they just aren't showing any symptoms.

Even magical girls are not immune.

Xiangzi, and himself, have actually been affected by grammar. Is the irritability and violent emotions they have shown recently due to this?

Fortunately, Medien chose to spread the message within the rather closed community of the Kamahama Magical Girls, rather than like the Ahmed government, which found a position that made it easy to spread information and appeared openly on television, thus preventing the whole country from falling into such chaos.

“Absolutely right.” Medine looked at Meow Dream with admiration. “You’re smarter than the little girl.”

"She can't hear that," Miao Meng chuckled and shook her head.

She peeked out again to take a look at the situation outside.

Whether it's the big moonlight or the small moonlight, the patrol routes have covered all areas around Gate 124.

She still has a chance on her own, but with Medinee by her side, that chance becomes virtually zero.

Should we give up on Medine?

No.

She didn't show me the plane ticket, so who knows where Medine's boarding pass is, or where her important things are kept?

Now we can only wait.

Although Big Moonlight and Little Moonlight were on patrol, they weren't very agitated, indicating that Medien's subconscious was still under control.

Let's find something else to say.

“But can traits that are detrimental to individuals really evolve?” Miao Meng said. “That documentary about lemming group suicides has already been proven to be fake.”

“Of course it’s not self-destruction; the one who commits the massacre is often on the side of the strong, where the strong prey on the weak,” Medine said with a smile. “Through the act of massacre, the number of weak individuals decreases, and the food supply can be stabilized, thereby restoring the balance of the original community. At this point, this function will shut down. The modules that numb conscience and other negative emotions can actually enable the massacrer to complete the ‘task’ more quickly, which is undoubtedly beneficial to the individual. This is a product of full evolution.”

"But it's not the right kind of evolution."

"That's why it can be used for self-destruction."

Miaomeng glared at her:

"Xiangzi said you want to destroy the world with a nuclear bomb, is that true? You experienced a massacre when you were a child, so you hate the world, is that true?"

"......"

When talking about her past experiences, Medine showed a disappointed expression for the first time.

“My home was destroyed, and my adoptive father took me in and took me all over the world to help people like me. When I grew up, I went to school and changed places every now and then,” Medine said. “Every time I went to a new place, I was able to learn the local language.”

“Every time I switch to a different language, I also undergo some changes. Sometimes I am an approachable and friendly classmate, sometimes an unapproachable aloof beauty, and sometimes a troublemaker who likes to take the lead in causing trouble... Whether it is my thoughts, personality, or values... Different languages ​​are like viruses, deeply rooted in my body and constantly multiplying, but in this process, I lose my mother tongue.”

"How could one's mother tongue be lost? Shouldn't it be..."

“When no one in the world can speak this language with you anymore, it’s only a matter of time before it’s eroded by other languages.” Medion turned his head, his lips curving upwards, yet he looked utterly dejected. “‘Humans do not live in nations, but in languages; one’s mother tongue is one’s homeland.’”

"My past, my true self, has long been devoured. What you see before you now is nothing but an empty shell."

A flame seemed to ignite in Medien's dark eyes.

"I have no past, only future."

"A future called 'revenge' and 'rebirth'."

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Boom!

The sky was filled with tiny, winged figures carrying guns, who intercepted Xiangzi and then slammed him hard onto the cocoon platform.

The fighter jets used to engage the moths in aerial combat also crashed to the ground, exploding into a dazzling burst of sparks.

"Well--!"

Xiangzi clutched his back, feeling as if his internal organs had been displaced by the fall.

"Huff... huff..." Xiangzi gasped for breath, looking up at the moths in the sky.

A large red moth hovered in the sky, watching her with its compound eyes.

The witch didn't seem to have any intention of killing her; she just occasionally flapped her wings, shaking off some scales to fight Xiangzi.

Xiangzi tried many, many methods, but none of them could break through the defensive net formed by the familiars made of shimmering scales.

It seems to be just for fun.

Whoosh-!

“Just playing with it isn’t enough, is it? Didn’t you want to defeat it?” Alina walked over to her. “Why don’t you take a break? You look tired.”

"Are you here to laugh at me?" Xiangzi gasped for breath like a bellows, a smile that seemed both self-mocking and sarcastic towards Alina.

“No, I’m just feeling sorry for you.” Alina squatted down in front of Xiangzi’s head, blocking out the sky above him. “Meaningless efforts are like Sisyphus, making people feel sorry for you and yet feeling sorry for you.”

"We must assume that Sisyphus is happy."

Xiangzi lay sprawled on the ground, her clothes soaked with sweat, her beautiful long blue hair matted together.

But she didn't show any disappointment; instead, she looked at Alina with sarcasm.

"Besides, how do you know I'm doing something useless?"

"What?!" Alina's eyes widened slightly.

She seemed to understand something.

"Do you mean to?"

"Is that not allowed?" Xiangzi tilted his head. "Anyway, this is just in a dream."

Using reckless re-enactment is absolutely not allowed for her current physical condition. Even if the "wish fulfillment" in her dreams helps to reduce her burden a little, if she uses it for too long... she will inevitably lose control.

But just now, she had used everything without any scruples, whether it was cannons, airplanes, or missiles, she had used all the weapons she possessed in one round.

There is no doubt that she is already under immense pressure.

Xiangzi didn't think these things could cause any harm to the witch who occupied four layers of the dream.

After all, this is its home turf.

However, it's not just its home ground.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the dark, cloud-covered sky, allowing sunlight to filter through.

Her pale hands gripped the edge of the crack and pried it open to both sides, revealing a huge, grinning face in the center of the sky.

"Finally..."

Xiangzi closed his eyes with satisfaction.

"What happens next is up to fate."

The Tale of Reincarnation: The Path of Fall, the Road of No Return: Chapter 649 Like a Child Who Never Grew Up

The second layer of the dream has entered its final moments.

Many fine threads extend from the flying cabin to help the people inside determine the cabin's flight direction.

She now resembles a primitive marine animal, relying on silk threads (tentacles) to locate herself, and can even make slight adjustments to her direction.

The harmony is achieved by relying on silk threads to keep the car on the correct trajectory and continue moving forward.

“(I’m about to detonate the second stage.)” Mu gripped the elevator handrail tightly, her knuckles white from the force. She gritted her teeth, her voice trembling noticeably, “(Hailin, hurry up.)”

In the second phase, Mu detonated two explosives, further increasing the speed of the car. At this rate of acceleration, if Hailing didn't enter the car before the third and final acceleration phase, she would have no chance at all.

Even if everyone in the car returns to the previous dream level by falling, Hailing will fall to Limbo due to death.

This is not what Mu wanted to see, no matter what.

She wasn't just a puppet who revolved around Xiangzi and cared about nothing else.

“(I…I understand.)” Hailing’s voice sounded even more strained than before. “(I’ll be there soon.)”

That sounds very bad.

Just how intense was the fighting outside?

Mu desperately wanted to see Hailing's face through this wall.

“(If we don’t come now, there won’t be any time left.)” she said anxiously.

But.......

Previously, I kept saying I would promise and do my best for Hailing, but this time, I didn't give Huimu the answer she wanted.

"(Phew...it's alright.)" Hailing's light, airy voice rang in Mu's heart a long while later, "(Mu, perhaps it's time to say goodbye.)"

"(Hai Ling——!)"

Mu finally couldn't stand it anymore and, risking being scratched, peeked out and looked in Hailing's direction.

The security guards, like a black tide, surged towards the only faint point of light, threatening to engulf it...

Just then, the entire building began to shake violently.

Not far behind Hailing, the elevator doors, neatly arranged on the wall, lit up with scarlet indicator lights.

The vibrations became increasingly intense as the indicator light flashed, until the frequency seemed to exceed a certain threshold.

Bang————!

Something burst through the elevator door, like a dam being opened, and everything behind the door rushed into the six-sided space.

"That is--!"

Mu stared wide-eyed at the several white torrents that appeared out of nowhere.

From a distance, the several torrents appeared to converge, much like the black torrent formed by the security guards.

Those are the chess familiars I've seen inside the Nirvana Barrier before! How could they be here?!

Before Mu could even be surprised, the two torrents of black and white collided, like water meeting sodium, exploding into a black and white mixed firework.

"(What happened?!)" Hailing's voice came from the depths of Mu's heart. "(These are... things inside the Nirvana Barrier?)"

"(It seems to be...)"

The suddenly appearing familiar did not target Hailing, but instead clashed and became entangled with the security guards. The security guards also seemed to have changed their focus, replacing the chess pieces with the main intruders.

One moment Hailing was facing being overwhelmed by security guards, and the next moment it suddenly became safe.

She stared blankly at the two torrents converging above her head.

The chess pieces seemed to be outmatched by the security guards. The black torrent relentlessly devoured the white torrent, and in the blink of an eye, Hailing could see many chess pieces being torn to pieces by the security guards.

However, the wall behind them continued to send chess pieces into the hexahedral space. Even with a certain difference in strength, the security guards had no time to pay attention to Hailing, who suddenly became like a passerby.

“(Xiang is helping us.)” Mu said. “(Hailin, take this opportunity, hurry! I can delay the third stage of the explosion a little.)”

"(good!)"

Hailing turned around, pushed off the ground, and flew towards a distant, unnoticed corner.

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Clang!

The crisp sound of shattering glass echoed through the terminal building, drawing the attention of all the large and small Moonlights, as well as other types of automatic weapons, after detecting the unusual noise.

Rainwater poured in from outside the shattered glass curtain wall, accompanied by several tall, pure white creatures.

"Wait, isn't that...a chess pawn?!" Meow Dream peeked out from behind cover, staring incredulously at the sudden intruder. "The knight and the rook...and the bishop, they're all high-level pieces...What's going on...?"

—Moo—!