The fog is thick and the forest is dark, as if ghosts are coming at any moment.

Harusa and the others remained on guard and marched through the forest.

This forest was not there, it was formed by the realm like the mist and the flowers that bloomed everywhere.

Being in the middle of it, Harusa felt that the atmosphere was more like the Mountain of the Blood Moon.

Even though the gods have fallen, the realm has not been lifted and continues to develop!

The only good thing is that the ghosts don't reappear.

But if it continues to develop, it is quite possible that those ghosts will reappear or something more difficult to deal with.

Vigilant and precautionary, the group made their way to Yoshiwara's location as fast as they could, gradually seeing many flowers from the other side, and finally seeing a large area of bright red flowers like blood, and a strange gray tree in the center of it.

The tree had no leaves, its surface was covered in black spell patterns, and the dense branches facing the sky looked like many hands reaching upwards, looking extremely eerie under the light of the red moon.

The location of the big tree is where Yoshiwara is located.

Either Yoshihara is in this tree, or ...... This tree is Yoshiwara!

"Mr. Yoshihara......" Harusa called as he approached the tree.

No response.

He walked under the tree and raised his right hand to the trunk.

Suddenly, the arm emitted a gray-white light, and the tree glowed red, and the lines flashed with streamers.

Harusa felt his whole hand get hot, similar to what he had felt when he had signed the ritual contract, but it gradually became hotter and more uncomfortable!

"Jingle Bell~" I have heard before, the crisp sound like a bell shaking.

Harusa's consciousness became a little blurry.

"Jingle Bell~" The voice sounded for the second time.

In a trance, Harusa saw two figures emerge, a man and a woman, one black and one white.

Yuzo Yoshihara...... Risa Kobayakawa ......

Although he couldn't see it clearly, Haruhi thought it was them.

When he thought that he would see a touching picture next, he saw a white female figure kicking the black male figure's lower body fiercely!

Groove ...... This kick is strong enough.

As a man, just seeing it will make you feel a chill below, let alone being hit by it.

Yoshihara covered his lower body and fell to his knees, looking very painful.

Risha lifted her foot again and stomped on him!

It's tough enough...... Harusa's imaginary image of a gentle woman (similar to Dai) completely collapsed at this moment.

Well played though.

For a stupid guy like Yoshihara, he just has to beat him hard to relieve his anger!!

Risha stepped on it for a while before stopping.

Then she crouched down and spoke to Yoshiwara.

Yoshihara slowly raised his head and shed tears.

Risa turned in Harusa's direction.

Even if he couldn't see his face clearly, Haruhi could feel that the other party was smiling.

"Thank you......"

A faint voice of words was heard.

"You're welcome. ”

Harusa smiled at her as well.

"Jingle Bell~" The voice went away.

The field of vision suddenly returned to normal, the burning sensation in the arm receded, and the gray glow disappeared.

The flickering streamer on the tree turned into a little bit of light and slowly rose, disappearing in the light of the red moon, which looked a little poignant.

………… That's it?

What about the realm? Still can't it be lifted?

Harusa looked at the red moon hanging in the sky, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

The caster Kamiyo has been defeated, the composer Yoshihara has been overdone, and the realm is still there!

Is this something that can't be stopped once it's activated? It's only a matter of time before it really becomes a spirit here!?

No wonder it feels like God's "death" is a bit crisp, and he dares to do everything he wants to do?

Feeling helpless, Harusa turned around and walked back to his partners.

"Yoshihara is gone, but as you can see, the realm is still not lifted. "The last thing we can do is decide the winner." ”

The six people present were the only remaining combatants, and everyone else had already lost.

Shiyu and Emi are in the red camp, and Harusa and the others are in the blue camp. According to the rules, when one side defeats the other, the team battle ends and the final battle begins.

"I'm willing to throw in the towel. Emi said simply, "But if you admit defeat at this time, will it be dangerous?"

"Kamiyo and Yoshihara are no longer there, so there shouldn't be any more. Harusa replied.

Emi looked at him for a moment, then formally admitted defeat, confirming to the Spirit of Blood as her palm emitted a red light.

No black fog or anything else came out.

Harusa and Koshi, along with Kana and Izawa, soon receive the message from the Spirit of Fighting Blood and enter the second round of battle.

Only two groups of them remained, and as a matter of course, they immediately became opponents.

"Master......" Izawa looked at Kana.

"Throwing in the towel, of course. Kana said, "It's impossible for us to beat Harusa and Kagura-sama. ”

"Chuntian-kun has already consumed a lot, and our side has a chance to win. ”

"Are you such a despicable person, Hashino?"

"If the master needs it, the despicable can become mean. ”

"I don't want to be this kind of villain, I feel like I'm going to die an ugly death. ”

"Then throw in the towel, master. ”

Conceding defeat without fighting an opponent will be punished severely, but Kana and Izawa don't hesitate.

As a result, a large amount of spiritual blood was absorbed, and both body and soul were damaged, and they both knelt on the ground and vomited blood!

"Kana, Izawa-kun!" Harumi hurriedly checked their condition.

At this time, the Spirit of Fighting Blood judged him and Xiao Shi to be the ultimate victors! The hands of the two immediately emitted a strong red light, and a complex and mysterious crimson formation appeared in the light.

The light flowed on the array, and a bright red liquid gradually emerged in the center of it, crystal clear, like a liquid ruby, shimmering with a dreamlike luster.

The eyes of Harusa and the others were all attracted.

"It's so beautiful......" Megumi couldn't help but exclaim.

It's really beautiful, and you can feel the powerful energy in it.

This is the wine of blood!

Harusa didn't know what the most beautiful wine in the world looked like, but he felt that the beauty of the reishi wine in front of him should be better than all the red wines.

I don't know what it will taste like...... Is it also like wine?

When the bright red liquid condenses into a small ball, the array shrinks and transforms into a goblet form, and the entire liquid is filled into it, and then floats towards Harusa and Xiaoshi.

The two of them were about to reach out and catch it, when a black mist came out!

"Get out of the way!"

The crowd quickly retreated vigilantly.

The black mist that suddenly poured out enveloped the two glasses of spirit wine, and the two sides fused together and then rapidly expanded, quickly turning into a humanoid form.

An incomparably dense mass of mist condensed into an entity, and bright red spell patterns spread over it, quickly forming a huge body, thick limbs, hideous faces, sharp claws, long blood-red hair, and black and red horns......

Seeing such a big ghost, Harusa's face began to twitch.

When the big wine gourd and the scarlet axe finally appeared, his heart was filled with MMP impulses.

The conjecture that this realm would develop into a mountain of blood moons was confirmed at this moment.

Should I say "meet again"? It's a bit like you're meeting an acquaintance, bastard!

The king of a hundred ghosts, the drunken boy!!