Man is in the moon, the dead apostle starts

Mikael was buried deep in a deep sleep—

Those were the days when he was still in Blue Star. 200 years have passed, and that memory has gradually become blurred. Maybe he will completely forget it one day in the future, but it is definitely not now.

The people and things in memory have turned into a mass of invisible shadows, and the friends who were once close friends have also become hazy, and I can't even remember their names.He was walking in the campus, everything in front of him was so blurry, like he was [-] degrees short-sighted without glasses, or walking in a thick fog where he couldn't see his fingers.

Familiar and unfamiliar scenes flashed in front of his eyes. At this moment, time had lost its meaning. Mikael was simply walking on the campus, looking at the hazy scenes around him in every possible way.

Before he knew it, he came to the library.It was a five-story building with a wide spiral staircase in front of the door. There were visible depressions on the stone staircase, which were traces left by people passing by.

Mikael stepped on the ladder, and he had stepped on it countless times over the past few years, just like everyone else.

Abruptly, he stopped in his tracks.

He looked at the sky above his head in astonishment, like the blue sky washed by water and now fragmented, through those criss-crossing black cracks, Mikael could even see the scene behind the cracks.

It wasn't a vast starry sky, nor was it nothingness. If he had to use words to describe it, the only word he could think of was probably [world].

Countless crystal fragments fell from the shattered sky, like a magnificent rain, those cracks spread rapidly on the sky, and in just a few breaths, the world behind the cracks showed its own appearance.

Two streamers of light flew from afar like retrograde meteors, and then shot into the world that was about to appear, and then everything disappeared, light, sound, touch, time, space...all disappeared.

But Mikael's consciousness is exceptionally sober. He can feel that those are not really gone, but he can't feel them. It is not something he can accept. If he insists on accepting it, it will only be erased. lose its own existence.

I don't know how long it took, but he regained his five senses, the connection between Xingmang and him deepened, and brand new information flowed into his memory.

While deepening the connection, unknown changes took place in his soul, and a message quietly emerged in his mind.

"I see……"

Mikael seemed to understand something, but he didn't seem to understand it at all.It took a long time to understand the contents of that information. Fortunately, he is an immortal dead disciple. If it were an ordinary human being, he would probably run out of life before reading the catalogue.

"Then it's time to get up."

He took a slight breath, controlled his consciousness to return to his body, and then opened his eyes.

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The soft morning light shines on his face through the window, the sun has not yet fully risen from the east, the moon and stars are still stubbornly hanging on the fading sky, showing their own sense of existence.

He was just about to get up from the bed, but unexpectedly found that his hands and feet were tied up, and there was a magical radiance on the dark metal surface.This is a binding magic dress, even though it is only the thickness of a pencil, even an elephant cannot break free.

The clothes on his body were also changed into looser styles, but they looked like women's bathrobes no matter what. The scars on the surface of his body had disappeared, and he had returned to his previous appearance.

The walls of the room are all decorated with high-end wallpapers, and the blankets covering his body are out-and-out high-end products. It seems that the person who tied him up still has some conscience and did not throw him into the rancid dungeon. nailed to the blood-stained instrument of torture.

Opposite Mikael, a blue robin looked at him curiously.

"Morning."

Mikael waved his hand with a smile, then took a deep breath, exerted force suddenly, and shattered the magic dress bound on him, without using any magic, just relying on the explosive power of his body.

Although the soul has only been transformed in an insignificant trace, the results have already appeared in his body, causing Mikael to undergo earth-shaking changes.

Seeing that the magic dress was destroyed, the blue robin flapped its wings and flew out of the room in panic.

"It seems that I was picked up by Aozaki-san."

Looking back, he shrugged helplessly.In this room, Mikael felt a powerful [mystery], which is far beyond the possession of modern magicians. According to the type of mystery, although it combines the current magic skills, the core inside is still [ Witch] can only hold asylum.

In short, this mansion is a large magic workshop. For a magician, it is taboo to break into other magicians' magic workshops at will, because there is no telling what weird things are hidden in the magic workshop. Especially since this magic workshop belongs to a witch.

Two completely different footsteps sounded from far and near in the corridor outside, interrupting his thoughts.The door of the room was pushed open, and the girls stared at him vigilantly, their undisguised hostility made the air in the room heavy and cold.

"Good morning, Aozaki-san."

Mikael waved his hand lazily, without the slightest sense of tension in the enemy's base camp. "There is also Jiuyuan Temple, I have troubled you last night."

The girl in pure black didn't say anything, the short hair hanging down to her shoulders was not mixed with any impurities, and the same was true for her eyes, just like the deep night, but without the bright stars.

She just looked at Mikael without the slightest emotion, with a certain sense of oppression.

"You guy..."

Aoko Aozaki, who was obviously irritable, curled her lips, and the corners of her eyes turned up because she was in a bad mood. Part of it was because she didn't sleep well last night, and the other part...wasn't it right in front of her eyes.

"I know you have a lot of questions you want to ask me, but this is a very long answer, let me organize the language first."

Mikael moved his wrist, and then stretched his waist, but the lack of body and magic power still made him feel a little weak.

"Then make a long story short."

Aoko Aozaki interrupted Mikael's words neatly.

"Hmm...let me think about it."

He knocked on his head, pondered for a moment, and sorted out his sentences, "To put it simply, I was blacked out, and now we have become grasshoppers on a rope."

"That's not a very funny joke."

"That's roughly what it means. As for whether it's a joke or not, I think Aozaki-san should understand what I mean."

Mikael spread his hands and said very sincerely.