"……………you………"

The hall was silent, and the blue-haired boy looked at Fang Zheng in amazement, while the girl behind him opened her eyes wide and said nothing.

"The struggle of mortals is ridiculous and ignorant, but it is indeed very interesting. Is this your last choice?"

“—————————!”

As Fang Zheng finished speaking, several flames suddenly appeared under his feet, opening his mouth like a huge evil dragon, swallowing the dead from all directions in one mouthful.

Seeing this scene, although the girls behind Fang Zheng changed their expressions slightly, they did not go up to stop them. They were not fools. After Fang Zheng said it just now, they knew that the other party obviously tried to kill them, but they were blocked by Fang Zheng. Although dying in this place was not really dead, not everyone was willing to live as a dead person!

"Wula, get out of here quickly!"

Looking at the fire snake raging the hall, the blue-haired boy hurriedly grabbed the hand of the black-haired girl sitting on the throne and tried to take her away. However, before he could take a step, the burning flames had completely surrounded the entire hall. At the same time, Fang Zheng walked up slowly.

"Tell me your choice, Miss Wula."

“……………………………”

"Oh, don't worry, if you're afraid of your power, I've erased it."

"What?!"

At this moment, the blue-haired boy seemed to hear some unacceptable news, staring at Fang Zheng with wide eyes, and Fang Zhengze smiled coldly.

"A very interesting myth, the god gave His Highness the power to die and eliminate her enemies? Mortals always like to attribute anything irrelevant to the gods. So since that's the case, there's nothing wrong with me to take back this power."

Fang Zheng raised his right hand and at the tip of his fingers, a black mist slowly rotated.

"This is not what you should have. Little girl, now, tell me your choice."

At this moment, an unparalleled pressure suddenly came. Whether it was the black-haired girl, the blue-haired boy, the people behind Fang Zheng, and the dead who were desperately trying to avoid the flames, they all stopped at this moment. They widened their eyes and stared at the figure in the blazing flames, and couldn't help but kneel down to the ground. It was not because of reverence, but because of fear, but instinctively sensed the power of existence far above them, just as an ant noticed the fear and fear of a person stretching out his finger to easily kill him.

This is the god.

The blue-haired boy wanted to speak, but even if he tried his best and turned red, he could not make any sound. The black-haired girl, Wu La, opened her blue eyes and stared at Fang Zheng. After a while, she whispered.

"Why me?"

"Because you are the ruler of this city, it is your responsibility to decide the future of these dead, and... it is you who made them like this, didn't you?"

"shut up-----!!!"

The blue-haired boy roared almost like crazy, while Fang Zhengze stared at Wu La.

"I think you noticed it yourself."

"……………Yes."

Facing Fang Zheng's gaze, Wu La slowly lowered her head, and when he heard Wu La's answer, the blue-haired boy looked at her in surprise.

"Wula, you..."

"I know that I seem to be different from others. I seem to have some kind of power, but I don't know exactly what it is. Today... until now, when I spoke from this god, I know..."

Speaking of this, Wu La took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and opened it.

"I... killed someone... right?"

"No, it's not your fault, Wula!"

The blue-haired boy tried desperately to reach out his hand, but he had already tried his best to speak just now.

"It's us, it's us who used your power! It's not your responsibility! It's us who used your power to destroy those who tried to destroy Osta and make them our companions. All of this is what we do! It's us who did it!!"

"Those who have strength are responsible."

However, facing the roar of the blue-haired boy, Fang Zheng did not even look at him, and still stared at Wu La.

"This city, all the residents of Osta, 1.2 million people, have become dead because of you. To be precise, you killed these 200,000 people. Therefore, it is the most appropriate thing for you to decide their future, because it is your responsibility and your obligation."

“……………………………”

Hearing this, Wu La was silent for a moment, and then looked at Fangzheng again.

"Sir God, I would like to ask, what does it mean to become a ghost..."

"Simply put, it is a spirit that will maintain the appearance of the dead when they were alive, but cannot see the sunshine, and can only live in the darkness. They will have a cold chill that cannot coexist with the living, and the living cannot touch them. Because this chill will erode the living. If you stay with the ghost for a long time, it will be like a person who stays in a cold cellar and will die sooner or later. Of course... the degree is different."

"So, if Zicoli becomes a ghost, will I never be able to touch him again?"

As he spoke, Wu La looked at the blue-haired boy beside him, which seemed to be his name.

“It’s almost that.”

"So... Lord God, can you turn me into a ghost too?"

"What lies are you talking about! Wula!"

Hearing this, the blue-haired boy shouted, but Wu La looked at him.

"Do you want to die?!! Do you want me to watch you die?!"

"But, isn't that the truth?"

"………Why?"

"I'm different from Zicoli."

Wu La looked at the blue-haired boy and spoke to himself.

"I discovered that when I was a child, Chicoli has always been like this, and everyone else has the same, but I am different. I remember very clearly that I was just a little child, but every day I get up, my height will change. In the past, I was as tall as Zicoli's waist, but now I am only a little shorter than Zicoli."

“……………………………”

A girl who was raised by a dead person since childhood has no common sense from the outside world. Unlike others, there is no one around her who has grown up with her. There will be no companions who are taller than her, and no one will meet her later after a while, and then say that you have become more beautiful than before, and everything remains unchanged. The people you see, the people you meet, the people around you, and everything will always be like this, but only you are different.

If this is not a question, it will be more than natural. I guess I am a fool.

However, the girl in front of her is obviously much smarter.

"I know my eyes can have some effect on people, and I know you are trying hard to hide this from me, but I have never known what I have done. But I don't think it's important to me even if it's the case. Since everyone doesn't want me to know, it doesn't matter if I don't know."

“……………………………”

Hearing this, the girls behind Fang Zheng were stunned, Ai also stared at Wu La in surprise.

"To be honest, in this world, I am not very clear about what murder is going on. Even if the Gods said this to me, I don't understand it very much. However, some people breathed a sigh of relief, while others sighed. Those who were originally fighting with weapons stopped fighting and came to Osta, and some chose to go to the wilderness. However, everyone showed a liberation expression..."

As he spoke, Wu La looked at Fangzheng.

"Sir God, is my existence... death bad?"

"That's cowardice."

Fang Zheng silently gave the answer.

"The cowardice of mortals when trying to escape the rules of order, of course, everyone has their own reasons, but birth, old age, sickness and death are an inseparable part of the order. This world is not so naive that it can get anything you want without paying a price. It is the instinct of any creature to survive, and the same is true for escaping death. In the final analysis, what they want to obtain is eternity, but there is no eternity in this world. Everything will die on the day, and death is to let them understand this truth, rather than to let them continue to escape."

Speaking of this, Fang Zheng pointed at the blue-haired boy in front of him.

"If I burn him here now, what would you feel? If you don't understand, then I'll say it more clearly. You will never see him again. He will not talk to you again, smile at you, you will not have a future, your call will not be answered by him again, he will disappear forever-this is the real death."

Every time Fang Zheng said something, Wu La's expression would become a little painful. She stretched out her hand and pressed her chest.

“Is this…death?”

"Yes, death is like this, separates the dead from the living, and separates the yin and yang of the two sides and never meets each other."

"This...is too painful!"

"But, it is precisely because of fear of this pain that we cherish the other person's existence more, right?"

"……………Why?"

"I thought that one day the other party might suddenly disappear and die suddenly. Shouldn't we cherish the present when we were with him? But what if we become immortal? Will the relationship be so pure? Ten years, twenty years, or two hundred years? Because both sides can't die, will they still cherish each other at that time?"

Speaking of this, Fang Zheng smiled.

"But you are just a little girl after all, and it's not yet this time. Maybe you will have a personal experience when you live for hundreds of years. Then now... make a choice."

“……………………………”

Faced with Fang Zheng's request, Wu La fell into silence again.

“I…I don’t know if my choice is correct.”

“There is no right choice at all. Many times, the choice you make may have a completely different result than you think. You may regret ‘Why did I do it at that time’ or maybe be glad ‘It’s good that I did it at that time’ and the important thing is that you made the choice.”

“……………………………”

This time, Wu La was silent for a long time, and finally, she raised her head.

"I see."

The road leading to the core area is as dark as ever, and even a little cold, but everyone seems to care about this at the moment.

"Mr. Fang Zheng is really a god..."

Satoriko walked behind, lowered her voice and Misaka Mikoto and the others, and the other girls looked unacceptable.

"I really thought he was talking and having fun..."

Misaka Mikoto also had a good expression on her face. Although they had always been very close to Fang Zheng, it was precisely because of this that she still felt that Fang Zheng was just joking about saying that she was a god. However, at that moment, they clearly felt that she was a powerful person.

The power that is almost irresistible in the heart, which is far beyond ordinary, is not a power that humans can possess. Even even Shokushi Mizube can't give people this feeling. No matter how much she manipulates people's hearts, it is absolutely impossible for this level of pressure to exist.

But... it's still unimaginable!

"What do you think of Heizi...Hizi?"

Thinking of this, Mikoto Misaka looked at Kuroko Shirai beside her and subconsciously wanted to ask her for her opinion. However, what surprised Mikoto Misaka was that Kuroko Shirai was silent at this moment. The expression was so complicated that Mikoto Misaka seemed to have never seen such an expression on Kuroko Shirai's face.

"Hiko? Are you okay?"

"Oh? Ah? Sir?"

Hearing Mikoto Misaka's call, Kuroko Shirai was stunned for a moment, and then came to her senses.

"Nothing, I'm just a little scared."

Speaking of this, Kuroko looked at the square back again.
Chapter completed!