Above the ruins, the moon hangs high in the night.
Two crows stand on the tallest rock.
On a piece of messy rubble, a black-haired young man wearing a huge pitch black cloak, surrounded by a broad and dark body, was half-kneeling on the ground, holding another figure in his arms.
Like the sinners praying to heaven in the murals.
However, in fact, at this moment, Fangran was just holding the sleeping witch in his arms, slowly regaining his breath from the moment he lost his heart just now.
Fangran slowly raised his head and looked into the dark night.
How is the contention in this night battle going?
What is the current situation of the C-13, which has such tricky capabilities as described in the system information?
None of this is clear to Fangran.
Originally, he didn't care about this, even if it went against Ling's instructions.
Winning this night battle was not part of Fang Ran's plan.
but...
Fangran lowered his head and saw the slowly recovering magic energy in his field of vision.
1944/2160.
The mana value is cleared and [Creation Card] is stagnant for three seconds.
Fangran's mana value quickly recovered to half, and then [Creation Card] was activated, starting to recover at a 1% speed.
The intense speed gap between heaven and earth is unbearable.
Therefore, increasing the mana value, that is, the reward for increasing the magic power, is very useful to you.
Fangran calmly and silently accepted the fact that he was weaker now, and then slowly calculated in his heart.
It took less than an hour to get here. Now that the mana value has exceeded half, I bear the consumption of [Creation Card] and recover at a rate of 1% in three minutes. The mana value now reaches 90%.
Coupled with my ability to explore, it took about two hours to hear the roar.
The second night, has it already started five hours ago?
Fangran thought silently, and then at this moment.
boom!!!!!!!
Just like the previous explosion when the building collapsed, a huge roar resounded throughout the night battle scene!!
Fangran raised his head in surprise and looked at the night sky that seemed to be illuminated by thunder!
what happened?
Could it be a battle between other participants!?
No, the distance is too far, and the magic energy cannot support the consumption of Night Crow flying over.
what exactly is it?
Is it the electric girl I met?
Did they encounter c-13?!
At this moment, Fangran's mind flashed through various possibilities that he had guessed, but at this moment.
A charming and hoarse soft voice sounded in his arms:
"Do you also want to compete for the kill of C-13?"
Fangran opened his pupils wide, then slowly turned his head and looked at the witch in his arms.
It seemed that the roar just now made the witch wake up from her deep sleep.
She put her hands into Fangran's dark cloak, hugged his waist, leaned lazily in his arms, raised her head and looked at Fangran's face.
The black cloth cloak on one side is in sharp contrast with the snow-white shoulders on the other side, and the neckline of the black skirt tied with a thin rope can be seen with a thrilling arc.
The witch asked with a lazy and charming smile, coupled with her beautiful and enchanting face.
All these constitute a fatal temptation.
Fangran only glanced at it, then forced himself to raise his eyes. The body he was holding was stiff and tense, and the person in his arms who didn't know how dangerous it was still woke up.
All the drafts he had made before were useless. Fangran just kept silent in the end, and then slowly uttered a sentence.
"you're awake?"
"Well... I slept very comfortably."
The witch's face seemed to be filled with...happiness? Then she put her forehead against Fangran's chest, as if listening to his heartbeat.
However, if Fangran's heart is still there at this moment, it will definitely exceed its limit.
Neither Fangran usually nor Fangran at this moment has ever had such an experience of being intimately touched by a woman!
But Fangran didn't feel any charming at this moment.
He didn't dare to have any other thoughts.
Nerves tightened.
The witch in her arms had an unknown attitude and an unknown decision. Even Fangran, who was extremely calm at the moment, felt that his body was gradually stiffening and he didn't know how to answer her.
Seemingly satisfied with something, the witch raised a smile, rubbed Fangran's chest gently, and then stretched out a hand, looking like she was looking at some gem.
He rubbed the side of Fangran's face affectionately, with an abnormal and crazy charming smile on his face.
"Will you kill me?"
"Why?"
Opening his mouth, the manuscript was discarded. Even Fangran didn't know how to speak at this moment. He smiled bitterly in his heart, maybe it would be better if he changed to his normal self.
After being silent for a long time, Fangran finally spoke with difficulty after the witch caressed his face and felt the blood in his body was stagnant.
This question was asked.
The witch's smile remained unchanged and she answered the question rhetorically.
She was still in front of him, hugging him tightly.
"Then will you help me?"
"OK."
"Can you deal with the person guarding the entrance to my reality?"
"Can."
Fang Ran opened his mouth, but many of the remaining words fell silent in his throat. The witch in front of him answered casually and gently, and agreed to Fang Ran's request with a slight smile.
As a life-saving favor or something, something seems wrong.
Fangran looked at the witch's eyes and shuddered slightly, her...
It doesn't seem like looking at someone.
A life-saving grace?
Fangran didn't think so, so he slowly stared at the witch and said:
"Why?"
"Um?"
Hearing this, the witch raised her head with a smile, and her crazy and fiery eyes made Fangran avoid her sight uncomfortably.
Then the witch, with her smile that concealed madness and collapse deep in her heart, seemed to ask a logical question:
"Didn't you make a promise to me that you would never betray me?"
"So, aren't you my doll?"
The witch's eyes were full of passion and joy, and Fangran finally understood her thoughts.
It's not that he saved her, became her benefactor or companion or anything like that.
"Since you are my puppet, I will naturally help you."
In the eyes of the witch, Fangran is just her brand new doll.
Fangran realized this, but remained silent. Indeed, it made no difference. Anyway, he had to ask for her help.
Moreover, the two people are now exchanging hearts.
Fangran felt that even if he died and the witch had obtained a heart, an A-level mystery participant would definitely be able to preserve the heart.
But after the witch died, Fangran felt that he might not be able to heal the organs connected to his heart.
[Lun Card] only creates a space barrier to change the position of passing through this barrier, but the material essence is still connected together.
Therefore, the idea of becoming her doll is not wrong.
"Do you want the reward this time?"
The witch suddenly spoke and said to Fangran:
"Did you look at the place where the electric light exploded just now?"
After a pause, Fangran took a deep breath, nodded and said:
"Well, I really need the reward from this night battle."
"Indeed, you are still very fragile now."
The witch smiled and used the word 'fragile' which was more like describing a doll.