When I came to the moon world, I don't want to fall in love

Just pull a magician over here, let him stay here for a short while, and he would probably be jumping up and down in a hurry.

There is no magic power in the air of this world, and there is not even a foundation for magic.

This is completely a fatal problem for the magicians of the moon world.

With the disappearance of the Age of Gods and the retreat of mystery, the use of magic relies on the magic base established by the Magic Association after the disappearance of the Age of Gods.

It is precisely because of the existence of the magic base that those magicians can perform magic.

Not to mention magic power, which is the core of performing magic and being a magician.

But in this world there is no magic foundation, let alone magic power, as if the mystery has been completely wiped out in history, ushering in the so-called Dharma-ending era.

Ziyi walked leisurely on the streets of this world.

With the help of the system, she successfully broke through the invisible barriers between different worlds, and came to this brand new world completely different from the Xingyue world from the Xingyue world.

It's just that this world doesn't have much time and value.

She could feel that the land she was standing on at this moment had no vitality, just like the dying old man, who was just a little bit close to returning to the west.

That means the world is coming to an end.

At first she was quite curious about why a world that looked good could be on the verge of destruction, until she heard and saw some familiar words and places, and she understood everything.

Fujimi Academy, Saeko Busujima.

What a familiar name.

By the way, there is also a college apocalypse.

It's really nostalgic. He was still an honest and beautiful boy when he watched the drama of this unscrupulous world. At that time, he was full of longing for the future, and he didn't know how cruel and helpless the society was.

Thinking about it now, people can't help but sigh that youth is really the best time in life, and there is no need to think too much about those headaches.

Gradually withdrawing her thoughts, she and Sakura had arrived in front of Fujimi Academy.

From the beginning of the plot, the time for the whole world to collapse is running out, only half an hour.

If it weren't for her, it might have been a few days at night, but she didn't want to wait that long, so she used her own strength to push forward this disaster that could destroy the world.Let the disaster come to this world in advance.

Anyway, the destruction of this world is doomed. There is no difference between the number four in the early days and the late days. The demise of human civilization is already doomed.

This is completely different from the land of steel and the coral of the moon destined for the moon world.

The destruction of this world is caused by human beings alone.

It's coming soon, although I can't feel the so-called fate, but the dead air emanating from this world is getting stronger and stronger.

Walking leisurely into Fujimei Academy, the security guard in the duty room didn't notice her existence at all.

Not to mention Sakura as the soul.

Sakura quietly floated beside Ziyi, her eyes kept scanning the surroundings, looking at the students exuding youthful vigor.

"Does Sakura want to be a student again?"

Ziyi suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Sakura in front of him with a smile.

Sakura just smiled and shook her head, then stretched out her hand and held Ziyi's right hand.

The illusory figure gradually became staring, and Sakura regained her form.

"That's fine."

"Ah."

Zi Yi didn't say anything more, it was just her casual question.

This world is about to be destroyed, and it is impossible for Sakura to return to school life, at most she can try the school uniform.

With a slight movement, pure white fat times are revealed.

Of course, not just pure white.

And his favorite blue bowl.

Speaking of which, Saeko Busujima's school uniform skirt looks like a long skirt?

It seems so, I'll check it out later.

She is very interested in this senior.

Being embraced by Sakura, walking down the long stairs, she and Sakura quickly found Saeko Busujima's class.

It was indeed a long skirt, completely different from the short skirts of other girls that barely covered their buttocks.

Is this a special treatment for senior sisters?

She is still very interested in the scenery under the senior sister's skirt.

"Sister Ziyi."

Sakura looked outside, her strong eyesight clearly saw what was happening at the school gate.

Unavoidable, the disaster that is enough to destroy time created by human beings is about to begin.

Because of the so-called advance of fate, there are quite a few zombies who came here to take care of them this time.

A total of eleven, like a crazy crowd, directly hit the gate of Fujimi School.

Shouts of panic followed one after another, and after a zombie tasted the taste of blood, the cry followed.

Panic spread in the crowd, and people's screams became brighter and spread to the surroundings.

"Let's go."

Ziyi smiled slightly, and took Sakura out of the class where Saeko Busushima was.

When Ziyi and Sakura left, Busujima Saeko seemed to be aware of it, and looked at the position where Ziyi and Sakura disappeared.

Is it an illusion?

But the commotion outside the class quickly diverted her attention.

Then the horn of the school sounded, and the prelude to the destruction of the world was kicked off with an ignorant announcement.

46. ​​The Birth of the Tool Man

Fear and despair.

The perfect match.

In this divergent doomsday, the heart hidden under the skin is no longer covered with bright red.

The inferiority of human nature is displayed vividly and exquisitely at this moment.

Cries of despair, howls of anger.

Among the rushing and fleeing crowd, there is not only darkness.

Just as light and darkness depend on each other, in most of the darkness, some people are shining brightly.

But that kind of light is too weak, and the darkness in those people's hearts is enough to swallow these blooming lights.

In this world that has no future, the original bright light has become dim and has no value.

But at least there is still light.

Even if it is so weak in this darkness, it also blooms the beauty of light.

The virus created by humans is spreading rapidly in this world. It is not a punishment from the world to humans, but a curse planted by humans.

On this earth where there is no such special existence as birth restraint and world will, only the superficial world instinct can't stop the flourishing ambition of human beings at all.

The taste of despair is getting stronger and stronger. They were born in all parts of the world attacked by the virus, and then slowly gathered towards the tiny country of neon.

A streak of gray air continuously poured into Zi Yi's body.

The despair of the whole world will become her nourishment, slowly promoting her third evolution.

But there are too few... Although it is a doomsday world, zombies have no desires and emotions. People who are dying can feel great despair, but when life is completely dead, nothing will be left behind.

Standing on the rooftop of Fujimei Academy, she watched the scene of the doomsday.

The so-called protagonist is on the side, but he has no breath, leaving only a mass of ashes.

She said that this world has no future, and because of her arrival, it is heading for destruction ahead of schedule.

The fragile fate has already been overwhelmed and fragmented.

The so-called protagonist, the so-called hero will not be born in this world.

This world can no longer even carry the weight of a hero.

Ridiculous and sad.

But very real.

"Sister Ziyi, there is one more."

Sakura stood beside her, looking at the only survivor tenderly.

The sluggish girl looked desperate, leaning against the blood-stained wall and lying powerlessly on the blood-stained ground, which still had a trace of warmth.

Miyamoto Rei, a rather pretty vase.

Now it really can only be called a vase.

After Komuro Takashi died, her heart also died, and now she is more like an empty shell.

Really complicated emotions.

Zi Yi smiled lightly, and came to Miyamoto Rei.

The desperate girl didn't respond at all, her eyes had lost their human color.

"Since your heart is dead, live it as a tool."

The plump body is interesting.

As the incarnation of desire, all original sins, she has never concealed her desire.

Listening to Nan Nan in purple clothes whispering, Sakura still had a smile on her face.

Miyamoto Rei's existence poses no threat to her.

Besides, the opponent is just a tool.

Purple divine power gushed out from Ziyi's raised fingertips, lifted Miyamoto Rei's body and floated in mid-air.

The blood-stained clothes melted under the effect of divine power, revealing the plump body.

As expected of a character in this world, this figure is simply not something a girl of this grade can have.

Ziyi made some complaints, and then manipulated her divine power to pour into Rei Miyamoto's body, and carried out a rough transformation on her.

This is the first time she has done such a thing, even though her control of her own power has reached the first level of the system, but what she is doing now cannot be done to such a fine level as in practice.

Intense pain covered Miyamoto Rei's body, and Miyamoto Rei, who was heartbroken, seemed to come alive in this intense pain.

It's just that it's too late, and now she can only be a tool.

The red body exudes white steam like a boiled crab.

People can't help worrying whether this fragile body will turn into scalding blood in the next moment.

Fine blood continuously poured from the red skin, and was instantly evaporated by the high temperature emitted by the body.

It's almost there.

Gradually mastering the trick, Zi Yi quietly accelerated her speed.

The twitching body, the ferocious face, everything that happened at this moment was enough to make some people faint from fright.

But Zi Yi's smile was so obvious.

The divine power dissipated, but the naked body was still floating in the air.

The distorted face regained its calm, and the tightly closed eyes reopened, ushering in the light.

The originally dull gaze regained its brightness, with a lively aura.