Life As Aozaki Orange

"..."

Illya didn't feel any loss, she just raised her hand and scratched her cheek, and said, "That's a heroic spirit... It's a dimensional life form higher than human beings, so it's normal to be defeated."

"Have you...have you ever fought seriously?"

Mercury Lamp shook his head, then waved his hand immediately: "However, Illya, you didn't fight with all your strength and subconsciously suppressed your own strength, so you did the right thing."

Her red eyes were cold and emotionless.

"If you continue to tap the power of the tree of life, you will soon be guided by the tendency of the tree of life, Ilya, and transform into an ecological circle independent of reality."

"well?"

Illya showed a dazed expression, apparently not understanding all the information in Mercury Lamp's words. After all, she was still at a stage of vague understanding of the power she had now.

I probably know... this power can make her very good at fighting.

"... Let me explain to you a little bit."

Mercury Lamp shook his head helplessly, and explained lightly: "Illya, as a descendant of the 'Orange Master', you must inherit part of the master's power, and the power you inherited, Illya, is the independent 'tree of life' system."

"That is the power that can respond to Illya's desire. If you want power...you will become a strong man who has experienced many battles. If you want to fly...you will have wings to fly."

"This is an almost omnipotent and comprehensive power. After a certain development, it is no different from a god."

"However, this seemingly omnipotent power... is essentially the evolution of the 'tree of life' system. If you continue to use it, your weak human consciousness, Ilya... will continue to transform into a higher-dimensional consciousness."

"Although I'm not sure what kind of consciousness it is, there is no doubt that the individual named 'Illya' will cease to exist, just like discarding dregs, it will be reasonably discarded by the evolved high-dimensional consciousness."

"In short...Although looking beyond the narrow horizon of human beings, the higher-dimensional consciousness body may be superior."

"However, for you, Illya... it's actually no different from death."

The melodious and cold voice echoed in the empty hall, with a kind of heart-chilling ruthlessness, as if to indicate the end of excessive use of the 'tree of life' system.

It was the coldest warning, telling the coldest truth.

"...Then, isn't Chengzi's mother very dangerous!?"

Ilya's eyes widened, and she was immediately worried about her mother. If she inherited the power of Chengzi's mother, that means... Chengzi's mother also has the same ability as her.

Doesn't that mean...Cheng Zi's mother may die.

"No, it's dangerous... it's just you, Illya."

Mercury Lamp waved his hand, and said with some pride: "Although the ability of the 'Tree of Life' is very dangerous, as long as the self-awareness has an overwhelming willpower, then there is no need to worry about the ending of losing the self."

Saying so, she stared at Illya again and said.

"Keep in mind that once the tree of life is opened and close to the origin, then you, Illya, may no longer... be unable to recover the ending of losing yourself."

"How bad the situation will be at that time... No one can predict."

"..."

Hearing this, Ilya looked very nervous. She would have been pleasantly surprised by the ability she had mastered to be a quick master, but now it sounds... more than a surprise.

This... is already frightening.

"Hmph... But it's a pity to restrict the use of Illya's inherited power."

The Mercury Lamp looked at the nervous Ilya, and changed the subject: "Just to prevent Ilya from embarrassing the owner of the orange, I will give you a license... to lend you your power."

"Oh... can I do it!"

A surprised expression appeared on Ilya's delicate face. She remembered that she begged Sister Mercury Lamp for a long time before, but Sister Mercury Lamp never agreed to lend her her power.

But, who knows... Now sister Mercury Deng suddenly agrees.

"In this situation... there is no other way."

Mercury Lamp turned his face away and waved his slender hands: "In short, it is your consciousness, Ilya, who is staying here now, and your body is still on the real battlefield."

"However, relative to the time flow of the outside world... it is about stationary."

Saying so, she waved her hand again as if to drive away the guests.

In an instant, Illya's figure disappeared in the castle.

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Reality.

In the battle underground garage.

"Permission confirmation, the authorization of the first Rozen Maiden was successful."

A female voice full of mechanical sense sounded.

Immediately, black feathers burst out overwhelmingly, rushing in all directions like a tsunami, the feathers were like the black feathers of a fallen angel, with a sense of fallen holiness.

"The blazing sky covers the seven rings!"

Archer's eyes flickered, and he raised his hand to project a shield to block the incoming feathers.

He knew... these second-generation devils are troublesome, and they are easy to cheat inappropriately, and now it seems... It seems that they are not ordinary cheats, and their combat power has doubled.

However, he didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, there is no way to envy someone who has a magician mother. Now I can only face the cheating Illya with all my strength, and then, defeating Illya as much as possible is enough.

"Fallen Angel, join Illya!"

The black feathers slowly blurred and disappeared.

Illya walked out of it step by step. She has changed her outfit now, wearing this black style Lolita costume, with a pair of black wings stretched out from behind.

Now, she was holding no longer a wand, but a silver ornate sword.

"...Ah, it seems that my work is even more tiring."

Archer sighed helplessly. He originally thought that his job was the easiest, and at most he felt guilty, but now it seems... maybe his job is the hardest.

"I declare in advance that I have no way to show mercy. You must be prepared for this!"

He looked coldly at the little loli who was walking slowly, dressed as a dark fallen angel, and the release of cold killing intent made the air drop to freezing point.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

—Crack.

Suddenly there was a sound of a camera taking pictures.

In an instant, the air froze.

Ilya and Archer turned their heads slowly and looked towards the sound, and what caught their eyes was a gentle silver-haired lady, who was hiding behind the load-bearing pillar with a camera.

"Hey, it was discovered."

The silver-haired gentle lady walked out from behind the load-bearing pillar, raised her hand and patted her head, closing one eye playfully, and a cute smile appeared on her beautiful face.

And with this action, the chilling atmosphere dissipated.

"Mom, why are you here!"

Ilya's ruby ​​eyes widened, and she looked at the silver-haired gentle lady walking out, and exclaimed in extreme surprise. Isn't that gentle and beautiful lady her mother?

But why... is here.

"That's right."

Irisviel hid the camera behind her back, reached out her hand and nodded her lower lip, and said, "Actually, I just happened to pass by, and then I accidentally found it."

"This place...how did I just pass by it!"

Archer made such complaints.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the sound of the camera taking pictures just now, he wouldn't even have noticed... there was actually a bystander hiding here, but if it was this Mrs. Irisvier... it wouldn't be too unexpected.

"Hey... It's rare to see the rare Illya, so I couldn't help but take a picture."

Irisviel gently stroked her beautiful face with her slender hands, and showed a gentle smile: "You can leave me alone, it's okay to continue fighting."

Chapter 415 Retreat

"..."

A headache flashed across Archer's face, and then a icy smile appeared: "Really, this beautiful lady, don't you know... right now, using you to threaten Illya is the best choice? "

He said something indifferently, his eyes were rational and ruthless.

Hearing this, Illya's expression became tense. The black wings on her back trembled, and she flew to Irisviel's side in an instant, holding the silver-white sword to face Archer, preventing this heroic spirit from harming her mother.

"I won't let you do that!"

Her eyes changed this time, with a sense of determination from the bottom of her heart.

If Archer really wants to attack and hurt her mother, then she will fight back with all her strength to protect her family, even if she faces...the heroes in human history, she will not be afraid.

"...Excellent enlightenment."

Archer laughed, looked at the vigilant Illya, and said: "Humans sometimes ignore their family members, as if she will always be by their side, but if they don't guard... they will regret it when they leave. Even if you cry and beg... there is no way to redeem the regret."

He spoke with some sadness and admiration, and walked slowly towards Illya.

Seeing this, the black wings on Illya's back slowly opened and expanded, and pieces of black feathers floated in the void, like sharp flying knives, carrying a dark and cold killing intent.

"Just tell me one more thing."

Archer raised his hands to hold Mo Xie tightly, and said coldly: "The so-called protection... not only needs to care for the family, but without the corresponding strength... it can only be lamented by incompetence."

"Do you think...you can protect your mother?"

He asked so coldly, his words turned into sharp swords and attacked.

Although it is a bit despicable, choosing to capture this beautiful wife and use it to threaten Illya... is definitely the most cost-effective choice. After all, Illya's current strength... is a bit troublesome to deal with.

However, threatening to capture that beautiful lady... is very effective.

"Can!"

Illya responded very simply, and immediately took a firm step forward, as if expressing her will with actions, not timidly confronting Archer.

The will to fight... literally burned.

"Alas~"

Irisviel caressed her cheek with her slender hand, stared at Archer with ruby ​​eyes and smiled, "Although I'm a little rude, I'm not a person who can't resist."

Saying so, she clapped her palms together eleven times.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely complicated magic circle appeared on the ground, and a little blonde girl suddenly appeared in the center of the magic circle. She looked at everyone present with a dazed expression, holding a strawberry-flavored cone in her little hand.

Obviously, she still hasn't figured out...why she suddenly appeared here.

"Beo... I will trouble you."

Irisviel hid behind the blond little loli, stared at Archer who was not far away, and whispered. Hearing this, Beo blinked and looked at Archer, showing a vicious and joyful smile:

"So that's how it is, it's really a rare enemy!"

She naturally saw what kind of existence that white-haired man was. He was an existence called Heroic Spirit, and possessed a powerful force that was unmatched by human beings.

And it is this kind of enemy that can verify one's own strength.

She has practiced Bajiquan hard for many years, and her skills are unparalleled and exquisite. However, she can't find an opponent who can fight with all her strength. Now someone... dares to provoke them.

To be honest, it's... not easy.

"...Oh, it's just a beast."

Archer shook his head, and still walked forward steadily. He already knew Beor's real body...it was a phantom species only in the Age of Gods, and it was undoubtedly a powerful life form.

"... Sister Beo, you have to be careful and safe."

Illya leaned close to Beo and reminded her in a low voice that she had given up understanding the composition of her family members in a normal way. After all, her sisters who were connected by blood were not human beings.

The elder sister Beyo whom I have known since childhood... is not an accident.

"If you're worried, call Berserker back to hold the line."

Beo turned his head to look at the vigilant Illya, and said with some pride: "Although there is no need for Berserker to make a move, soon... I will end the battle!"

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