Chapter 290 Family Event III: Witch Night (IV)
Watching the back of the witch Black Rose gradually going away and disappearing at the other end of the door, Ashes remained silent, slowly lowered his eyes, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

On her pale cheek, the wound scratched by thorns was still oozing blood, dripping "pat" onto the stone surface of the altar.

At this time, Kobe was in spiritual form. Through Kobe's hearing, Ke Mingye clearly recorded every word that she and Black Rose had just said.

After Black Rose left, a brief silence enveloped the meeting room of the Tower of Babel.

Through Kobe's eyes, Ke Mingye gazed at the pale girl on the cross with a complicated expression.

She was right in front of him, but he couldn't utter a word... He could only look at her quietly.

Otherwise, once Kobe's existence is discovered by the witches, Schnaian's life may be lost as well. Which witch would carry a contracted beast?
Thinking of this, Ke Mingye took a breath, sat silently on the floor of the room, leaning against the bed, with his head lowered, his eyes moving slightly under his messy hair.

"Talk to her...Schnaian," he murmured softly, letting Kobe say it for him.

The Witch of Sloth was drawing circles on the ground out of boredom, and responded in her mind, "Why... It's so dangerous to talk to my senior now... God knows if those witches are eavesdropping. If I say something I shouldn't, I'll be finished."

"If no one talks to her, Ms. Huijin will be so pitiful. Besides, isn't the task given to you by those witches to keep an eye on her? It's also very important to talk to her..." Kobe paused, "Please don't let her think about it alone."

Hearing this, the Witch of Sloth held the noodles in her hands and sighed softly.

She opened her mouth and began to make small talk: "We really are in the same boat, but I am more pitiful - I am a witch just like them, why do they treat me like a dog on the side of the road?"

But the girl in the Gothic skirt on the cross ignored her. She just lowered her eyes and stared blankly at her calves that were red from being tied up by the chains. She was as pale as a silhouette on the paper, and only the bright red liquid sliding down her cheeks added a bit of color to her.

Seeing this, the Witch of Sloth raised her finger and drew circles on the stone slab of the altar. She tried to think of a topic that interested her, and then said:
"Your friend is so weird. Before you woke up, she told me to keep an eye on you, but after you woke up, she treated you like this." said the Witch of Sloth.

"Shut up……"

"What I'm saying is that witches are all schizophrenic. After becoming witches, they all go crazy... but each one is crazy in a different way."

The Witch of Sloth held the noodles in one hand, muttering to herself while lowering her head, and drawing circles on the surface of the stone steps with her fingers.

"No, she's still... still the same as before."

"What's the difference?"

"My master said that after becoming a witch, the mind will be distorted and no longer be like oneself, but Xiaolu... is still the same as before," the girl in the Gothic skirt moved her pale lips and spoke hoarsely, "but she is still as good as before... Even if she became a witch, she has not changed much... She is really kind, kinder than anyone else."

"Oh... then if she really said the same thing as you said, why would she say that to you?"

The Witch of Sloth said dejectedly, looking at Ashes from the side, and smacked her lips slightly, "And do you want to see how your face has been scratched by her? It's all bloody. Who would hurt a beautiful girl's face?"

"Because it wasn't me who saved her at that time...it was the witch. She had no choice."

“Why don’t we have a choice?”

"They can do anything... Lu just had no choice."

Hearing this, the Witch of Sloth held her face with both hands and tilted her head slightly.

"Hey... why do I feel like you're deceiving yourself? You're just like those women whose ex-boyfriends cheated on them and still tried to comfort themselves by saying 'It's not that he doesn't love me, he just doesn't have money and doesn't want me to suffer'. You're so stupid!"

The girl in the Gothic skirt glanced sideways at the Witch of Sloth who was sitting on the stone stairs.

She asked, "You were sent by them to watch me...do you want to get any information out of me?"

"You're wronging me... I don't have that right. I'm just a tool for them like you."

Seeing that Ashes no longer paid attention to her, the Witch of Sloth had nothing to do, so she started chatting with Kobe in her mind.

"See...she's ignoring me."

"Well, since she's ignoring us, we won't talk to her," Kobe said.

"Why do you talk so strangely today?" asked the Witch of Sloth.

"What's the blame?"

"It's much quieter, which is a bit unlike you... It's like someone has possessed you." said the Witch of Sloth.

"It's just that seeing Senior Huijin like this makes me feel bad." Kobe said, changing the subject, "I have to stay here for several days... Shi Naian, is it okay for you not to go home for five days? Will your parents post a missing person notice?"

The Witch of Sloth said, "My parents are on a business trip... They don't have time to take care of me, so it doesn't matter if I disappear for a few days, but I can't guarantee that Ash Senior's mother and other magical girls from the Alliance will come to find me. Moreover, the Witch Night that group of witches mentioned will definitely cause a big commotion. I don't know if my big villa will be affected..." She sighed, "What a trouble."

"It's okay..." Kobe whispered, "It's going to be okay."

The Witch of Sloth couldn't bear the thought of having to sleep on the altar for the next few days.

She hung her head and said gloomily, "Ms. Ashes... We are all doomed. We will probably die here. I really want to eat ice cream before I die."

The girl on the cross was silent for a long time.

"Someone will come to rescue me... He promised me."

"Him? In my eyes, all men are liars and heartless people, not as useful as paper men. He must have run away a long way after hearing the reputation of these witches..." The Witch of Sloth said gloomily, "But... although I also think you are hopeless, it is good to have some hope before you die. It can make your death less desperate."

"He will definitely come."

Hearing these words, Ke Mingye was slightly stunned. He sat in the dark, hugging his body, and his body trembled slightly.

After a while, he suddenly felt a strange reaction in his body, so he raised his head and looked at the mirror placed opposite the bed.

Seeing the scene in the mirror clearly, Ke Mingye's pupils trembled slightly.

At this moment, his back seemed to suddenly have several holes, and several heads with gray halos kept popping out from the holes on his back, roaring. They stretched out their hands, trying to break free from his body.

Like a demon escaped from hell, the head of the trickster puppet broke through his blood and bones, skin and flesh, and slowly rose from behind him, like a water monster slowly rising from the bottom of the lake.

As they rose, those gray heads were undergoing a slow change, and soon they turned into the faces of the people seen in the welfare home.

"Oh, look... the weird teacher is swimming on Ke Mingye's back. No, our entire class is swimming. The principal is so thoughtful. Did he arrange a swimming class for the welfare home today? It's nice to change things up occasionally."

The strange thing said faintly.

"How could this happen?" asked the blue owl in surprise.

Ke Mingye looked at the strange heads that kept popping out from his back. They were like the eyes of a multi-eyed spider, so densely packed and terrifying.

"What's wrong with me?" he asked the strange thing.

"It's just an illusion. Remember, it's just an illusion..." The strange thing raised a finger on his back. "You need to stay calm. Keep yourself calm enough, otherwise you will go crazy like the blue crow." It spread its hands. "I have to say, like father like son. Schizophrenia is hereditary."

"What should I do?" Ke Mingye asked hoarsely.

The strange thing whispered: "Take a deep breath, calm yourself down, everything will be fine."

Blue Owl was stunned for a while, then said, "You'll only make him more nervous, so stop talking."

"Master Kobe can't stand it anymore. How could this happen?" Kobe's head struggled on Ke Mingye's back. "Master Kobe has turned into an owl head. Where are my wings?"

Spider-Man was slightly stunned, and looked around at the other heads on Ke Mingye's back, "This really makes me Spider-Man, there are so many heads."

The strange thing laughed quietly: "Isn't it true that he has become Nezha? He has three heads and six arms. He has three heads and six arms."

At this time, another head tore open his back and poked out from the white bones and bright blood. Ke Mingye stared at the mirror in a daze. The head had bloodshot eyes and a ferocious face. It growled in the mirror.

"Kill them all, kill them all, kill them all, don't let them all go—"

In the darkness, Ke Mingye stared silently at the human head with bloodshot eyes. Then he took a deep breath, slowly raised his hand to touch the mythological emblem on his neck, and tore off the human skin sticker on it.

The next moment, a warm feeling came from the neck, and the young man holding a flaming spear and riding a fire wheel on the emblem emitted a dazzling light.

"It's so noisy—"

A cold voice came from within my mind.

As soon as he finished speaking, scarlet silk cloth rushed out from Ke Mingye's body, swirling and twisting in the air, and in an instant it entangled the heads on his back one by one.

The next moment, the heads that broke out of the cages seemed to be "pulled" back by the Hun Tian Ling, and "sank" into Ke Mingye's back one after another.

Then, his torn blood and flesh in the mirror slowly healed.

Seeing everything return to calm, Ke Mingye stared at the pale and thin figure in the mirror and slowly stood up from the bed. He put a human skin sticker on the mythological emblem on his neck, was silent for a moment, turned the mirror over, pointed it at the wall, and then walked out of the room tremblingly like a kite with a broken string.

October 2028, 10, at the same time, in the testing room inside the Magical Girls League building.

A ten-meter-tall super-large war test machine and a series of floating turrets for testing were suspended in front of her.

The magical girl in a Christmas dress walked slowly forward, her icy blue eyes like the azure sky of the Far North. The magic book suspended above her head moved without wind, the pages rustled, and finally stopped at one page.

From the top of the page, the girl in the Christmas dress raised her slender right hand and took out a card with a Christmas Eve pattern on the back and a sleigh and two girls on the front. She crushed the card, and a stream of red and blue light spread out in a vortex trajectory, almost covering her entire body.

Less than ten seconds later...

Little Red Riding Hood looked ahead, then put away the magic book floating above her head and walked out of the testing room. The metal gate behind her slowly closed.

At this time, on the walkway outside the testing room, the magical girl Qili hugged her shoulders, watching the silhouette of Little Red Riding Hood leave, and then looked at the metal door of the testing room that was about to close.

Through the gradually shrinking gap, she saw a horrifying scene—more than a dozen top-level test machines were condensed into huge blocks of snow, and then like a collapsed snow mountain, they slowly slid down to the metal floor...

At this moment, the metal door closed completely, and the deafening noise was isolated behind the door.

Qili raised her hand to lower her cowboy hat, a gleam in her eyes.

She thought to herself, "Are all the magical girls around Beijing like this kind of monsters?"

Time flies, October 2028, 10, is the day when the rumored "Witch Night" arrives.

At seven o'clock in the morning, at Platform 7 of the abandoned train station in the old Jingmai district.

The sky was a dark blue and snow was falling. The sun hadn't risen yet, so it didn't feel like dawn, but more like night.

As usual, Ke Mingye completed his daily tasks at the train station, then sat on the public wooden chair on the platform with Yuriko in his arms to make the final upgrade before the war began. In the last six days before the Witch Night, he obtained a total of 12 attribute points through daily tasks.

[Spirit attribute changes: 220 points → 232 points (↑12 points)]

Then, he extracted 5 points of spiritual attributes from the magic cat "Yuriko".

[Spirit attribute changes: 232 points → 237 points (↑5 points)]

Ke Mingye opened the luggage panel and clicked to view the introduction of the "Magical Animal Contract Card". He then found the secondary page and opened Yuriko's panel.

[The current training level of the magical animal "Yuriko" is: Lv3 (maximum Lv10)]

"Let me make it clear first. I will not die with you. At most, I can help you."

Yuriko in his arms licked his paws and said so.

"Thanks... Yuriko."

Ke Mingye raised his hand and rubbed its fur, then raised his right arm slightly, and layers of Hun Tian Ling shot out from his sleeves like sharp arrows, surrounding him like circles of red halos, swaying gently in the air.

"I'm quite skilled at it..."

He murmured softly, took back the Hun Tian Ling, opened the card atlas, found card No. 4 [Pac-Man Game], and clicked on it to use its function.

[Hint: You have used the ability of the copy card with serial number NO.4 - "Pac-Man Game" to exchange 10000 mall coins for a one-time skill card "Pixel Body". ]

[Current mall coin balance: 85000 coins. ]

Not long after that, a tall and thin figure slowly walked towards the entrance of Platform 7.

Seeing this, Ke Mingye closed a series of miscellaneous panels that blocked his view, then placed Yuriko on a chair without even looking up. He knew his identity just from the deerstek hat and black clothes he was wearing.

"Where are the others?" Ke Mingye asked.

Anti-Dog said as he walked over, "Everyone else has left, except Paranoid, and he can't be contacted at the moment."

"Paranoia? Isn't he working in the Internet cafe downstairs from my house? Can't I find him in the Internet cafe?"

"I went to look for him a few days ago, but the boss's wife said he had resigned. I sent him a message on the dashboard but he didn't reply. I don't know what he was thinking."

Ke Mingye had originally opened the paranoid friend chat panel, but after hearing what Fanquan said, he sighed and silently closed the panel, "Forget it, let's ignore him for now."

Fanquan adjusted his glasses and silently looked at Yuriko who was resting with her eyes closed in his arms. An introduction panel popped up in front of him.

"I didn't expect that even the cat in your family has a B-level combat capability." He said with emotion.

"It can also turn into a magical girl."

"real or fake?"

"It's fake." Ke Mingye said softly, "His main function is to copy superpowers, so that he can use them when he fights the Clock Man in a few months. Of course... the Clock Man may come even faster."

"Have you already thought of the watchmaker?"

"We have to get rid of the Clock Man sooner or later... He may be the most dangerous time-related psychic in the world."

"makes sense."

"By the way, I asked it to copy the Green Crow's ability before, it should be able to work after a while."

Ke Mingye said casually.

As the two were talking, a deafening roar suddenly came from the dark sky in the early morning.

Passersby looked up and saw a blood-red ripple of magic spreading from the slightly blue sky, as if a violent storm had completely lifted the clouds for thousands of miles around. Then, under this magnificent force, the falling snow was shattered into dust.

Hearing the noise, Fanquan raised his head and looked from under the brim of his Deerstek hat at the Tower of Babel pattern slowly unfolding on the sky.

He whispered, "It looks like... Witch Night has arrived."

"That's right..." Ke Mingye also raised his head and stared at the Tower of Babel intently, "It's coming."

"Then I have to hurry and leave. This is what you wanted. When you need to use a skill, call me on the panel. I will help you activate the skill as soon as I receive the message."

As Fanquan spoke, he raised his right hand, and a paper man with a gloomy expression jumped out from the cuff of his black coat.

Ke Mingye lowered his eyes, raised his palm to catch the paper man, put his five fingers together, and held it in his palm. Listening to the paper man's constant mumbling of "ego", "superego" and "id", Ke Mingye quickly confirmed that this was the "Freud" he wanted.

"Thanks, intellectual," he whispered.

"There's nothing to thank me for. Just don't die."

Fanquan said calmly, reached into his coat pocket with his right hand, took out the card of copy number 7, and drew it in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the roar of the ghost train reached his ears. Ke Mingye looked up and saw the train rumbling out of the dark tunnel and stopping on the track.

At this moment, the brightly lit train emits a warm orange-yellow light.

Amid the roar of the engine, Fan Quan stepped onto the steel gangway and walked into the carriage that was lit with orange and yellow light, then turned around and looked at Ke Mingye.

"Are you really not leaving? You can still catch the train now."

Fan Quan adjusted his glasses, lowered his head to look at the Bible, and asked calmly.

Ke Mingye remained silent and did not respond to Fan Quan.

He looked up at the sky.

A huge crack slowly opened up in the blood-red sky, and then a huge rectangular platform slowly emerged from it. It looked like a "stage", with a dark, gray, ghostly light curtain dancing on the stage, rotating and alternating to illuminate every corner of the stage.

This stage is large enough to cover half of the sky and looks like an alien ship. At the center of the stage stands a huge human statue. Ke Mingye has seen the face carved on the top of the statue. It is the face of the legendary witch "Jealousy" left in history. If things go as expected, this stage will be the legendary "Witch's Night".

And through the superhuman vision, Ke Mingye could also see four figures standing on the edge of the stage called "Witch's Night".

He stared at the four witches who were looking down at him, their figures reflected in his pupils.

His lips moved slightly, and he whispered to Fan Quan:
"I'm sorry... Cultural Man, I can't leave."

"why?"

"Someone is waiting for me..."

Ke Mingye muttered to himself.

Amid the rumbling sound of the engine, Fanquan raised his eyes and silently looked at Ke Mingye's profile through the waves of steam. Ke Mingye's face was expressionless, but in his eyes, he seemed to be unable to see anything other than the stage of Witch Night.

"Really... Then you're on your own."

As if he knew he couldn't persuade the man in front of him, he said this and didn't look back.

He walked into the depths of the carriage and spoke to the attendant. Then, a burst of steam burst out from the gaps in the train, and the doors of each carriage slowly closed. Soon, the ghost train went away with a rumbling roar.

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