Feeling the agitated factors in his body and blood, Aono gained a deeper understanding of his own nature.

He continued to set off, advancing through this dark mist.

I have to say that in the pure darkness, if there is only one person, the mind will subtly undergo some kind of change, so that it will finally fall into madness.

Fortunately, there is still ink dyed by Aono's side.

Even if she is not a human in the true sense, at least she can communicate and communicate normally.

Language is a channel for human beings to express their emotions, and once they do not communicate for a long time, it is tantamount to closing themselves and easily causing alienation at the spiritual level.

- For more information, please refer to Robinson Crusoe or other works on the theme of island survival.

After all, human beings are social animals, social animals.

Getting away from society and groups for a long time will naturally cause certain mental or psychological problems.

And in this already strange environment, any psychological problem will be dealt with quickly, causing unimaginable consequences.

It is......

As a spirit who has just been born for a short time - even counting the previous period, the actual age of ink dye will not exceed a month, and she is really a newborn among newborns, but she is also absorbing information and nutrients from the outside world at a very fast speed, and growing up rapidly - but at least now, ink dye is still too naïve, and seems to be extremely lively and chattering.

To put it simply, it's too noisy!

"Master, master, what is this?"

Ink asked as he pointed to a pitch-black metal block on the ground.

Aono glanced at it, but he was a little surprised.

It's a phone, but it's an extremely old model.

You can vaguely see the shadow of the era when Nokia dominated the market.

As for why it's here, it's also easy to understand.

I think it was left behind by the residents of Stone Town, such as Tachibana, when they moved out of here.

- Some of the transcendents of the Lost Lands entered here a long time ago, and married and had children in this land, leaving offspring.

That part of the people may carry such electronic products, but because there is no stable power supply in the lost land, such "electrical appliances" will soon lose their usefulness, and in the end, the significance of commemoration will often outweigh the practical effect.

So much so that it was forgotten and neglected in the process of moving, and it was discarded here casually.

"It's a type of phone."

Aono picked up the old phone and explained to Ink Dye by the way.

"Oh~ I see."

Mo Dye was thoughtful and wanted to reach out and touch the old mobile phone in Aono's hand, but suddenly realized that this behavior was very rude, and quickly withdrew his hand.

Apologized with a red face: "Hug ...... Sorry master. I didn't mean to. ”

The ink-dyed "Mimicry of Mist" can not only simulate the appearance of human beings, but even their tiny expressions can be easily imitated, and ordinary people cannot see the slightest abnormality.

In this sense, she probably has similar characteristics to Tomie - in some way that is inconvenient to describe.

Owning her alone is equivalent to owning a whole harem?

Aono didn't think much of that, but turned around and touched the top of the ink-stained head.

"You don't need to be so restrained in front of me."

Ink-dyed hair feels the same as real hair, and is even more comfortable.

The black hair itself is made of black mist, and after feeling Aono's approach, they subconsciously want to get close to Aono, so much so that they don't want to keep the form of the hair.

It's not so much that Aono is caressing the ink-dyed little head, but it's actually more like the black hair is actively approaching Aono's palm.

This kind of feel is naturally more comfortable than touching Kanda Yukie's little head.

Aono unconsciously compares this feeling with Kanda Yukie.

The little face of the ink stain blushed even more, and he said hesitantly.

"But, but...... The master, the master is the master......"

"How can you treat it with a normal attitude?"

Before Aono could speak, his gaze suddenly froze, looking in one direction in the "pure darkness".

At this time, it is impossible to describe that direction as "pure", because in a darkness where there is no light to see, it appears out of thin air......

A bonfire?

Or a torch?

Or something else that emits a bright light?

At least judging by the light of the dancing fire, it was clearly more likely to be a flame.

But the key is not here, but ......

Light!

How could the light pass through the darkness and come to him?

Light will tear through the darkness, and light will illuminate the darkness—these descriptive sentences and principles that are taken for granted in the surface world are not at all the same in Stone Town at this time.

It is equivalent to "You take the sword of the previous dynasty and behead the officials of this dynasty?" "The level of ridiculousness.

All kinds of well-known theorems and rules sometimes have no effect here, and occasionally there are events that are contrary to them.

Aono had long tried to use a lighter to create an artificial light source, but once he left the range of his black mist, the light of the fire would suddenly disappear with a "poof".

Together with the lighter itself, it disappeared without a trace.

To be honest, even if the gravity that Aono had always been accustomed to suddenly disappeared in the next moment, Aono would not feel much surprised.

And the moment Aono had this thought, his body involuntarily floated.

The familiar concept of "gravity" has really been eliminated from Aono!

“......”

Well, he was still slightly surprised that it really disappeared.

"Master ......"

Mo Dye also noticed the abnormality instantly, and just as he wanted to exclaim, he saw Aono's serious expression and closed his mouth quietly.

- Even black fog is affected by gravity, and even air has weight.

'Do you want to check it out?' ’

Aono is almost certain that whether it is this firelight that violates "the pure darkness that even light can absorb", or this sudden disappearance of gravity, it is inseparable from the mysterious existence there.

However, the existence of the unknown naturally carries with it the possibility of great danger.

This is undoubtedly a dangerous game, and the price of gambling failure is most likely Aono's life!

But I have to say that the feeling of facing that fire is different from the feeling of seeing the "death rift" before.

The latter is that the brain is clearly aware of "Ahhhh It's dangerous! Get away from it! But the body is still stupid, "very honest" step by step approaching it, the brain and the body are almost like two separate individuals, the brain is constantly driving the body to make the right choice, like a tug-of-war, but unfortunately it doesn't have much effect.

Now the body and brain are completely unaware of any danger – and then again, it's even more dangerous.

The point is that Aono's intuition did not have any warning, but instead transmitted some longing emotions to Aono?

Aono also deeply understands that if he misses it this time, it may be a miss forever!

A moment later.

Aono made a choice.

The ink dye turned into a state of black mist again, enveloping Aono and drifting in the direction of the firelight - it was a big gamble! Bet won, probably

This lack of gravity is not very pleasant even for Aono.

It's just that this feeling is more like wandering in the dark deep sea.

The fire is near.

Got closer.

Aono was finally able to see it in its entirety, and it was indeed a bonfire.

Dry firewood was piled on top of each other, long or short, thick or thin, and the orange flames burned in a bright, warm light.

To be sure, this is no ordinary flame, and it is no ordinary firewood - what ordinary firewood can be burned for so long without diminishing at all?

Aono wanted to get closer, and he wanted to get out of this weightlessness where his feet didn't touch the ground.

As soon as the thought arose, he was already standing by the campfire.

The bright flames were no more than a meter in front of Aono, and the gravity that had disappeared for a short time also returned to his body.

The voice of ink dyeing sounded in the bottom of Qing Ye's heart.

Aono: "......"

Isn't this a matter of obviousness?

This sentence almost poured out of Aono's throat, and now it seems that this little guy with ink dye, in addition to his immature mind, may also react a beat slower than ordinary people.

However, the interruption from the ink dyeing also successfully alleviated a little bit of Aono's tension.

Rao is based on Qingye's experience, and the scene at this time is a little too unimaginable.

Just a few simple thoughts can change the situation in reality?

Could this be legendary......

Do you want to do it?

Oh no, in fact, there is another possibility, that is, this campfire only changes Aono's own perception, not reality.

Perhaps from the perspective of others, you can only see Aono walking all the way to the side of the bonfire.

Whatever the case may be, Aono never had the idea of "what he wants to do" again, and he never believed that there was a pie in the world.

He is more committed to the principle - equivalent exchange!

If Aono's idea of thinking casually at this time did come true, perhaps he would have to pay an even more painful price immediately after.

Out of an abundance of caution, Aono kept his brain empty and watched the bonfire closely.

First of all, in terms of appearance, whether it is the firewood or the blazing flames, they are no different from the composition of the bonfire in Aono's cognition.

If you have to find some differences that can be seen with the naked eye, there are probably only some shapes and lines of unknown meaning near the firewood.

They are entangled together to form a ...... similar to the pentagram, but far more complex than the pentagram Imprint?

Yes, it's the imprint.

Even before this, Aono had never seen anything like them, but he could recognize it at a glance - this was some kind of mark!

They have a subtle resemblance to the withered believers and the magic circles of the X-cultists that Aono has seen, but they give Aono no any relevance, but have the characteristics of conflict with them.

His intuition told Aono that it was the existence of these imprints that made the light of the bonfire transmit in this pitch-black mutation black fog.

But this still failed to answer the doubts in Aono's heart.

For example, how did this campfire come about?

Why did he appear in front of him so appropriately?

Aono pondered these questions when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps.

"Tuk Tuk ......"

Wait, footsteps?

There are more and more bizarre things, which makes Aono a little numb.

Putting aside the momentary thinking about whether there is some connection between this footstep and the previous "weird footsteps", at least in Aono's cognition, the footsteps that are now reaching his ears may only come from humans.

And if you listen carefully, it's still a little familiar?

A familiar figure also walked to the campfire, but just seeing her appearance, Qingye couldn't help but be stunned.

"Tachibana?"

Aono called softly.

“...... Well? ”

The woman who walked to the campfire, with an angelic face and a Barbie-like figure of King Kong, wasn't it the mixed-race girl Tachibana Li who once met Aono in Stone Town?

She seemed to vaguely hear Aono's call.

Turn your head to look in this direction.

It's just that just when Aono thought that Tachibana Rei would greet him the next moment, she turned her cheek away again.

He muttered to himself.

"It's so strange, I think I heard Aono-kun's voice......"

Hearing this, Aono judged that she probably couldn't see herself.

In other words, the current Tachibana is not real, but just a remnant of the past, or just an illusion born from Aono's memory.

Aono remained silent and continued to silently observe the changes in the scene.

"Sister Li, what's wrong?"

Another familiar person, who came out of the darkness.

It was Yoshihara Assu, who was a healing transcendent, and her cheeks were red from the firelight, as if she was drunk.

"Did you think of that guy again?"

Yoshihara said teasingly.

"No, no!"

Tachibana, a fierce woman who has always been very hairy, turned red at this time, revealing a posture that only a little girl has for a minute or two.

"Yo, you're blushing!"

Yoshihara said with a smile, and the meaning of the ridicule was even stronger.

"Honestly, I'm better than this