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"The past has shaped the present."
There are images of her disappearing into the crowd, of her being aimed at by a gunman, of her running alone under the moonlight, and of her... ferrying people across the River of Oblivion.
Some people have a knack for capturing memories;
"Some people are haunted by their memories and cannot escape them."
“So I took action.”
With graceful dance steps, the Black Swan raised her head high, just like her name suggests, like a proud and confident swan.
"I need to know,"
Which one is it?
P.S.: I'll be writing a compilation of the Memory Master's foolish actions over the next few days as a transition, and I'm currently reviewing the plot of Onpharos.
Chapter 113 Plucking Goose Feathers
"This banquet attracted many people."
The two women embraced, their steps intertwined, and they twirled together.
"Company; Yiting; Fool,"
"The Nameless Guest".
"besides……"
"The Annihilation Gang of 'Destruction'."
"They were supposed to keep their appointment, but..."
"The Duke of the Underworld is dead."
"He and his descendants will never attend the banquet again."
In the stillness between them, the black swan, with curiosity and inquiry in her eyes, stated a startling fact in order to elicit an answer from the wanderer before her.
"Beautiful ranger, what have you done?"
She looked into Huang Quan's eyes, and there she could see Huang Quan's past memories—
The corpse of the Fire Demon fell from the void; it was the Grand Duke of Netherfire.
In this black and white void, through the single eye fragment dropped by the Grand Duke of the Underworld, the only incongruous red is that of the Yellow Springs.
Her long, gray hair danced in the air, and in her memory, Huang Quan's scarlet eyes revealed an unprecedented sense of danger.
Are you asking me?
That was definitely not the power an ordinary self-destructive being should possess.
In an instant, the black swan was dragged into that desolate memory by an unprecedented gravitational pull.
The melodious music suddenly changed, and a dangerous atmosphere filled the air.
From this moment on, the one in charge of this dance has become Huang Quan.
The ignorant bird instinctively wanted to fly away from this memory, but was suddenly pulled back by the Yellow Springs behind it, continuing this hunting dance.
She thought she was the hunter, but she encountered the real hunter and became the prey.
At this moment, she was just like her name suggested, reduced to a black swan being targeted by a python.
Her wings were mercilessly torn apart by the python, feathers flying everywhere, and spurting blood splattered across the desolate grassland, revealing the white bones beneath the flesh.
No matter how she tried to escape, she was always held captive by this memory and could not escape.
The python's deadly coils made it difficult for her to breathe.
Her wings were broken, her body was locked, and the python's fangs were already biting into her head.
It devoured her completely.
Within those scarlet vertical pupils, the ignorant bird is now nothing but a skeleton.
This hunt was like a cheetah chasing an antelope, a grizzly bear tearing apart a white rabbit, a wolf pack hunting a yak, a shark devouring a school of fish, a pitcher plant preying on a spider, and...
The black hole's pull on her.
The vast disparity left her with no room for resistance from the very beginning; if she continued to spy, annihilation would be her only fate.
She wanted to argue, but she found herself seemingly without any room for rebuttal.
She and her colleagues, the other memory sufferers, do indeed subconsciously overlook things they shouldn't, driven by curiosity, such as the difference in their abilities.
But reminding them now is pointless...
The dance is over.
It ended in failure as a black swan event.
Huang Quan embraced her slender waist; her long hair lay scattered on the ground, and she was panting—not from exhaustion, but from fear.
She touched a taboo that she shouldn't have touched.
Before her eyes, Huang Quan remained as wooden as ever, showing not even a hint of danger.
"The Annihilation Gang,"
The ball had ended, and Huang Quan left alone.
Under the dazzling lights of Pinocchio, her shadow appeared enormous.
“I’ve been watching her for a long time,”
"Tonight is the last time I'll invite you."
"Sea Patrol Knight"
"No, I made a fatal mistake."
"Everyone has a past,"
"But for some people, the past is a silent, deep sea."
"Fill the remains of the drowned."
"The Annihilation Gang, the Annihilation Gang..." Huang Quan, walking alone, kept repeating this name. Finally, she remembered the name.
"Ah...it's them."
Chapter 114 The Star God's Memory
[Act 1: Dance of Eternal Calamity]
[Playback complete]
[Act Two: The Star God's Encounter]
【Start playing】
On the azure planet, in the cradle of science, lies the Black Tower Space Station. All the researchers have left, all equipment has been shut down, leaving only the Black Tower and the machines she designated.
To ensure the safe conduct of this great experiment, the great genius Black Tower personally checked the parameters of each sector.
"Now that the problems in all three sectors have been resolved, does this mean..."
Inside the space station, a broken mirror emitting a red glow made a curious sound.
"Before that, we need to take care of a small matter first."
Wearing a pointed mage's hat, Black Tower's perfect face was made even more mysterious by the mage's attire.
“It seems like we’ve had a little tail following us ever since we started…” She turned her head and looked at the viewpoint of the light screen.
“Your observations are truly insightful, Ms. Black Tower. Do you need our help?” The broken mirror, who had been speaking in a nonchalant tone, suddenly became serious.
"Alright, let's call everyone out, Fourth Mirror—"
"What we're doing is so important, we can't let a petty thief take advantage of it."
Three mirrors appeared, and with the addition of a fourth mirror, there were a total of four mirrors. They surrounded a memory bubble in the center.
“You parasite of ‘memory,’ you don’t actually think this clumsy disguise can fool a genius, do you?”
"Once you're reflected in my mirror..."
"Don't even think about running away again."
As soon as Black Tower finished speaking, several comments, seemingly provocative to the Memory Thief, floated across the barrage system.
"There are so many people in the Genius Club, who do you think you are? Oh, I forgot, you seem to be number 83."
"Come and arrest us if you dare!"
Black Swan frowned as she looked at the provocative words floating across the barrage system. Although the Memory Thieves were arrogant, they were not this brazen.
At the center of the four mirrors, the memory thief was passively revealed to have his true face.
The Memory Master, wearing a shimmering mask, is the most common attire for the Memory Master.
"Oh no, this is terrible..." The memory thief looked around and panicked instantly. "As long as we're alive, we can always fight another day... Let's escape the memory domain first, and deal with the rest later!"
"Oh, it seems some people weren't listening carefully." Black Tower walked through the gap between the two mirrors and looked at her with a light laugh.
"Haven't I already said it? With your meager skills... you think you can escape my grasp?" Black Tower grinned crookedly.
"Black Tower... Lord Black Tower! What... what do you want to do..."
"I...I'll tell you everything! Yiting's secrets, what they're coveting...I'm willing to tell you everything! Please, please spare me..."
"Oh dear, in such an emergency, is this all the life-saving words you can think of? This won't do."
"Do I need to remind you again? I am the Genius Club #83 Black Tower, the scholar who unravels the mystery of imaginary overflow, the key holder of the imaginary collapse weapon... Do you think I need any answers from you?"
"I...I..." The memory thief was momentarily at a loss for words to explain himself.
The mirror imprisoned her, and ice crystals climbed onto her body.
Black Tower's fingertips traced across her mask, his confidence evident.
"Shh, don't make a sound. This is my moment to shine, just listen quietly."
"You infiltrated this place simply to steal the memories of the Venerable Master Boshi, didn't you?"
"Well done! This is the role model for us remembrancers!"
"That's it!"
The Black Tower discovered a blind spot: in the near future, it will master the imaginary number collapse technology that it has always been curious about.
Although she always felt that one day she would be able to understand these kinds of imaginary number applications, that would definitely not be something that could be done so quickly.
Screw Gum fell into thought.
He trusted Black Tower's character; even though she was very curious about it, she would never obtain it in a way she disliked. And Black Tower didn't have the time or energy to research this imaginary number application technique in the short term.
Chapter 115 No Swinging Here!
"They messed up my precious 'Meeting System' all to lure me here and show you the way..."
"What a pity, you were just a little short of completing the mission and going back to report..."
"Ugh... ugh..." The memory thief tried to explain, but found himself unable to speak.
"...Just kidding, you didn't have a single chance from beginning to end, hehe."
"Don't be fooled by the fact that only the Fourth Mirror is with me; its brothers and sisters have already seen through your every move. Let me think... how should I punish such a daring thief?"
"Oh, I've got an idea! People in Yiting really like mirrors, right? So why don't I do you a favor and let you spend more time with the mirror?"
"The duration of the punishment... shouldn't be too harsh. How about one percent of your life? That's enough time for you to reflect properly."
"Don't be afraid. Even if you're hidden inside the mirror, you can still contribute to this world. That little bit of life force energy you possess might just help me attract the attention of the machine head."
"Oh, I forgot to mention. The one percent I just mentioned..."
"...that's multiplied by my lifespan."
【Kishimi Hoshigami】