Then the huge eyeball turned sharply and looked at Qingshan.

Aoyama also kept staring at each other.

Look at the dark eyeballs that are colorful and sparkle with a little starlight.

[When you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you. 】

At this time, the eyes are met.

Aoyama's eyes widened, and he looked at the eyeball with a look of astonishment.

The eyeballs were not taboo, staring straight at Qingshan.

Aoyama he saw, and saw his silhouette reflected in the huge black pupils.

If you look closely, in the bloodshot whites of the eyes, the brown eyes are ......

In the pitch-black pupils that don't reflect at all......

It just covered his face.

At this time, Aoyama couldn't see his face from the huge black pupils......

But, he seemed to be able to see something else.

Something that he would never normally see......

Qingshan's eyes widened, and thousands of thoughts kept floating through his mind......

And then some of those thousands of thoughts were connected together and became a line.

I've been tracking down...... Serial homicide ...... amputated limbs

The ...... of the water mirror delivered to yourself The amulet of this double snake staff......

...... on board The prophecy from the woman who called herself Friday......

3 days ago...... That dream that is too real, has a misguided heart......

Father Stella's obscure counsel......

Click.

The big eyes in the strange giant mouth blinked, and the green mountains popped out of the sea of thoughts in an instant.

Aoyama, who came back to his senses, still stared wide-eyed.

Just a momentary glance.

Cold sweat broke out on his head, a chill ran down his spine, and it was as if he had fallen into an abyss called fear.

Hoodoo in front of you...... It's just one such existence.

(Not good...... ）

Qingshan, who noticed what he was facing, his first reaction when he came back to his senses was to retreat.

He immediately paced back, but what he didn't expect was ......

The mouth of the she, which had been slowly opening, closed in an instant, and rushed towards the retreating green mountain very quickly.

carelessly, life and death are at this moment.

Qingshan's right hand turned into a sword finger, and then a mountain-blue flying sword rushed out from behind him.

rushed towards the snake's head.

Meanwhile...... At Qingshan's home, Lushui is still waiting for Qingshan to come back with soy sauce.

"Senior brother, he ...... It's slow...... Or...... I'll take a look, too?"

........................

Confrontation!

Qingshan's flying sword was unstoppable, directly slicing through the flesh and blood of an arm.

But that wasn't enough to stop the huge body in front of him.

(Not over yet!)

Qingshan quickly reversed his wrist, and the flying sword also got the order, and began to circle, scraping several circles of blood around the mouth of the big snake.

Seeing the good results, Aoyama was extremely pleased............ That's right.

Why......?

Why is his expression so cold at this time?

Why is his face so dead?

The flying sword failed to stop the movement of the big snake in the human hand.

At this time, it had already opened its dozens of hands, and at the same time, it was also his abyssal mouth.

Avoid.

Can't avoid it.

Escape.

It's too late.

Aoyama's brilliant brain has denied all possibilities and given up thinking.

And then ...... Time seems to slow down.

Seeing that the huge mouth was about to devour itself, Aoyama's sense of time became slower and slower...... Getting slower and slower......

His body was immobilized by the fear of death, and he couldn't move.

The serpent was getting closer and closer...... Getting closer......

Time, as if stopped.

Wrong.

Time, indeed, stopped.

And Aoyama is really unable to act......

It's like......

It's like that dream three days ago.

Yes!

All this, the monster in front of you, must also be a dream.

It is impossible for him to do such a thing, he is not such a person.

"Meet again. ”

A somewhat familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded.

That voice denied all possibility.

It was the same voice that had appeared in that strange dream three days ago......

It's just that this time the voice didn't mix with words that people didn't understand.

The owner of the voice spoke slowly:

"The golden moon poured out on the altar, and the baptism of your blood is near. ”

"The stars have set your end, and the sacrificial wine of blood from your astray heart is offered on this altar. ”

(What......?)

Aoyama hadn't yet understood what the other party was looking for him.

The majesty of that voice gradually emerged, unquestionable.

"Thou hast forgotten my divination, and it has only been three days since thou hast been told thee of thy choice,—— or the death of silver, or the life of gold!"

"This altar is eager for your answer! Thou shalt choose the mask of golden life, press the sword and go to the path of reincarnation without moving?"

"Or take the Silver Mask of Death and irrigate this barren land with the blood of your enemies?"

(Raw...... Or is it a dead ......? What the hell are you talking about? ）

Qingshan probably understands that the other party is letting him choose his own life and death, and the world is ...... Is there such a cheap deal?

"Your choices have far-reaching implications that go far beyond your own destiny. ”

"To wear the mask of death is to become death, and to wear the mask of life is to enable the life of those whom you wish to protect. ”

"Time has a fate, never by others, and now you also have the right to choose. ”

..................

After a moment of silence, the voice spoke.

"What is your choice?"

(That is...... If I live here...... It means that someone around me will die for me?)

(What if...... I'm dying like this here...... And so that they can survive?)

(Ha...... There is really such a deal in the world...... ）

Aoyama began to think, he seriously thought about these two choices, and seriously considered the future to which these two paths lead.

But he already had the answer in his heart early on.

He didn't want to force himself on this path of salvation anymore.

It was too difficult and dangerous for him.

It's a weight he can't afford.

Since the owner of the voice had assured him that his loved ones would be safe, why not?

Water Mirror...... Even the old friend he knew well betrayed him.

No, I don't know about it.

Qingshan didn't even know the slightest pain that Shui Jing endured, and he didn't know the slightest reason.

Why did such a thing happen?

I don't know, Qingshan doesn't know what saving value this unpredictable world has.

Friend, I'll be your friend for a second.

Friend, I will be your friend for life.

Strange, the past is unbearable.

Nostalgia is always there.

Friend, you tried to rescue me.

Friend, you've tried to critique me.

No, I can join forces with you again.

After all, it's rare to have the best friend.

Once upon a time with you...... Knee-jerk ...... It's not enough to pour all night.

I've had a good time. Do you have one?

There are many things that can only be given to you in this life, and they will be kept forever.

How do others understand?

Really, I have stepped into my universe.

Even if you get along, there is a gap.

Fate has decided, and there will be no way to get together in the future.

But in the past, it was that good.

Ask me if there is? Not really.

The excuse to keep avoiding is not a big feud.

Why can't old confidants? In the end, they can't become old friends?

I don't know if you're friend or foe?

Being pushed to walk and follow the flow of life.

The stranger in the coming year is yesterday's dearest so-and-so.

The friendship between life and death is rare.

Until you have betrayed, it is not enough.

Thinking about it for one more day, they didn't hold each other accountable and invited each other to drink again.

Wait, the grapes are ripe.

But fate comes into the face, every encounter.

Together, they came to a certain intersection.

Friend or foe? Neither is there freedom.

The position has changed, and everyone has teammates.

Ask me if there is? Not really.

The excuse to keep avoiding is not a big feud.

Why can't old confidants? In the end, they can't become old friends?

I don't know if you're friend or foe, and I can't see through it.

Being pushed to walk and follow the flow of life.

Strange ...... for the coming year It's yesterday's dearest so-and-so!

After knowing that after the disbandment, they each had their own opportunities to be tour guides.

Strange is strange...... Accepted, each has its own way forward.

But there is no one like you, let me ...... Tears flowed on their backs.

Seriously like a couple, talking about breaking up.

Is there any? Not really.

The excuse to keep avoiding is not a big hate.

Why old confidant? at the end...... Can't become an old friend?

I don't know if you have a ...... Missing this old friend?

Or ...... yourself Have you figured it out for a long time?

Today's strange ...... It was yesterday...... The dearest so-and-so.

It's better than ...... I ...... that day No more, no more......

Encountered...... So-and-so.

Qingshan was a little tired, and he didn't want to pay attention to the rights and wrongs of this world anymore.

If there is anything precious in this world that is worth caring about...... Then there is only green water.

Green...... It's going to be sad.

But compared to her death, sadness sounds...... It's actually pretty good.

Save the world or something, it's not me who can too.

OK.

It's time to rest.

Castle peak.

resolutely gave his answer.

(I want to die.) ）

"Is this your choice: embrace your own end and put on a golden mask?"

"Are you willing to take the place of the person you wish to protect, and face death alone?"

(Yes.) ）

..............................

"Don't leave it at that, misguided heart. May thou rest in the midst of death. ”

Time.

It's flowing again.

The huge mouth swallowed up the green mountains.

Gaba Gaba Gaba.

The severe pain spread throughout his body, and the huge pressure broke and shattered all of Aoyama's vertebrae.

Then, just like that, he spit it out and left him where he was.

Lying flat on the ground, Qing Shan looked very peaceful, his eyes were dull, and the golden spiritual power gradually fluttered its wings and flew towards the sky.

His thoughts also faded away with those golden spiritual birds.

When it fell, so did the flowers of the green hills.

It's falling, the sun is setting.

Dusk has passed, and night is about to fall.

The sun is also with the life of Aoyama.

Disappeared on the horizon.

Just like Qingshan's cold body. There will be no more warm sunshine in the next world, and there will be no more people with such sunshine.

There will be no more people who bring sunshine to others like this.

There won't be another ...... Gentle brother.

And the junior sister rushed to ...... It was ten minutes later.

【Misguided Heart: Withering】