If nothing is dangerous, there is no point in taking risks. If there is no other choice, when taking risks is the only way out, even in such a dangerous way, retreating will only prolong some life. Qing didn't care what her master said, Qing understood what she meant, but wouldn't carry out her orders.

Qing understood the state of his body, and the sharp cone of the Heavenly Lock was set on his spiritual core. Using a magic knife to cut the place where the spirit core is connected to the cone head bit by bit, it is basically destroying the most important foundation of Qing's whole body, and the synchronization of the master and the servant causal line is something that Qing has expected for a long time.

But there is no way to deal with these things, and he used to die of a puncture of the heart, so this is one of the weaknesses that Qing rarely has. It is the most life-threatening heart and the organ responsible for the transportation of magic power throughout the body. Qing will not allow himself to give up halfway, and the root must not make any mistakes in the peeling surgery! Otherwise, Qing would not have placed this part of the operation in the first place.

"Please hold on for a while, Master. I need a steady supply of mana. Qing raised her eyes and solemnly looked directly at the dangerous panic in front of her, Qing understood that her state must be very curious in her eyes, coupled with the mental stimulation caused by the imbalance of cause and effect, and at the same time in this extremely unbalanced state in a snow painting still needs a steady expenditure of magic, Qing understands that the pressure caused by these is not the pressure of the spirit to the soul, but the pressure that directly crushes the soul like the substance!

"------ well! ----" Ichiyuki nodded under Qing's solemn gaze, and Qing continued the work of stripping on his hands. If the pain caused by a snow-painted soul under this pressure is 10, then the number of direct hits to the green soul will increase by a hundredfold! Cut the spirit core with his own hands, and go deeper a little bit in order not to directly shatter the spirit core when he takes it out at the end, Qing Zhizhi can cut the spirit core with a knife like cutting the soul.

It's a game where you risk your life and deal a card in your hand where you can see the answer. It all depends on Qing himself, just like cutting off his own flesh and blood piece by piece, Qing also needs to stabilize his hands and feet to prevent the cutting process from twitching and shaking due to extreme pain!

The sharp and thin magic knife goes deeper and deeper, and the depth of cutting is about to approach the tip of the cone! As long as the last contact point of the tip is peeled off, the foreign body that endangers the life of the green can be completely removed! But the more you get to the end, the more the sword penetrates into the spirit core! The pain is also multiplied exponentially!

At this moment, the muscles of the green arm twitched uncontrollably! The brain occupied by the pain is Qingqing, even if he controls the muscles of the whole body with all his strength, there is also a trace of omission! A crack cracked horizontally through the entire spirit core! The tearing pain crossed Qing's entire soul------ from Qing's left shoulder to Qing's right abdomen, and a crack almost completely tore Qing!

Blood gushes out of the wound and mouth uncontrollably! Blood poured into the cut chest cavity and continued to flow down the cut opening, infecting the cloth and spilling the ground-----

The pain can no longer be suppressed! In the last moment, Qing used her magic to completely freeze the muscles of her body. The current Qing, like a dead person, maintained its last movements like a frozen stone sculpture, sitting in place without any breath.

The blood stops freezing, these are the last blood of Qing, if it runs out, then Qing will have no extra magic power to replace the transmission of blood. As the crack of the spirit core stopped crumbling, Qing's consciousness had completely entered a state of dead decomposition. But Qing sent out the last message before his consciousness stopped moving, and the person who received it was the person Qing trusted the most in this life, and he was also the one who was willing to go to life and death together.

'Help me with the final separation----- but a piece of snow painting received this message, and Qing had fallen into a dead silence. All the tissues in the body have ceased to function, and are more like dead corpses than frozen living dead----------

"Hello?! Don't do that. Wake up! I can't help you with these things, wake up~~---" A snow painting called urgently into Qing's ear, wanting to reach out and shake the Qing in the freeze, but his hand was stretched out in the air but he didn't dare to touch Qing. It is not an exaggeration to say that she was completely panicked!

"I've been bad at such a tight thing since I was a child~" She trembled her hands, and the extremely unstable magic knife condensed in her hand. Trembling slightly, he held a sharp knife and approached Qing's heart, which had stopped beating.

All it takes is a knife! Qing's peeling surgery is almost complete, but because it is almost completed one second before the closest to success, maybe it is Qing's superfluous heart fluctuations because success is in sight and such an abnormality occurs! But at the end of the day, it's just the last cut!

If it fails, the green frozen Lingge will crumble along that crack! This time, even if the journey is forced to reach the end, it will turn into magic and dissipate. But success. Qing himself didn't think much about it, because Qing knew that even if he did it himself, there was a high chance of death, and this time the road was peaceful but something went wrong in the end, and to some extent, Qing was already expecting it.

However, if Qing did not follow a piece of Yuki-e's advice at the beginning and refused to peel off the foreign matter from his body, then Qing was waiting for Providence, and if he held out until he was fully accustomed to the suppression of divinity, then Qing would make a comeback, and there was no need to fear Archer, an almost all-powerful heroic spirit. But in fact, this war will not last long, and even if the Servant dies one after another, even if he makes the best plan and hides for half a month without being discovered by anyone, it is completely a fool's dream. Death equals doom.

And hold your fate in your own hands and take out the foreign object early, although the darkness of death will shroud everything, but there is still a glimmer of hope, it is also worth a game! Qing doesn't like to gamble, but reality forces him to play this game. But at least you can hold your own life and death---------

Qing in the freezing waited quietly, freezing himself at the last moment before disintegrating was his last and only means. Qing knew that he was already short of the last step to complete, so if he succeeded, even if the spirit core produced a huge crack, his own recovery power was no longer suppressed, and he could continue to live, and the maximum was only serious injury. And Qing can be sure that his master, even a set of snow paintings, also understands this!

In the deepest part of her consciousness, Qing sat quietly, surrounded by the world of her own mental image. The last snow scene Qing saw was also the place where he smiled and said goodbye to Artoria for the last time. This has always been hidden in the corner of consciousness, but I didn't expect to be forced to shrink into this corner now----------