in a closed basement.

Moist, dark.

This is by no means a good place to live.

But five black-robed disciples are gathering here.

This is already their last stronghold in Shinjuku City.

During this time, the life of the cultists has not been easy.

Such a big thing has happened, which has actually attracted great attention from the society and all kinds of high-level officials.

Tremendous public opinion pressure was exerted on the police.

After all, the Japanese police are not waste, and there are all kinds of modern technological means to search.

In fact, many sporadic cultists have long been arrested by the police.

It's just that those are just inconsequential outsiders, and there are even many people who have been brainwashed by them to join this church.

Not much value.

But if this is the case, it still has a great impact on their actions.

Don't dare to appear under the cameras on the street at all.

You need to be careful when you buy something.

This life is like a rat living in the sewer and a cockroach in the corner.

As for missionary activity, it has long since come to a standstill.

If it weren't for that distorted faith, maybe they would have given up long ago.

"How long will I survive this kind of ghost life!"

Among the five remaining core members of Shinjuku Ward, a slightly manic voice rang out.

"I can't take it anymore!"

"I ...... Me too! Are we just watching others get arrested? ”

The other man's voice was lower, but he also showed impatience.

"Our achievements in the past three years are about to be wiped out!"

"At the very least, we're going to give it back."

"For example...... Grab a few cops and give Him a gift. ”

The words reveal indescribable blood and madness.

People who can become core believers, it is conceivable that their brains are not normal, and it is normal to have such a performance.

"Don't worry......"

The old face is hidden under the black robe.

The tone is calm, compared to the previous two, it is quite kind, as if he is a good-tempered grandfather.

"Aren't we here today for this?"

Hearing the old man speak, the two disciples who seemed to be manic patients closed their mouths tacitly.

It can be seen that the prestige of the old man among them.

It is also because they have witnessed the old man cutting a sacrifice into a skeleton little by little.

That kind of picture will never be forgotten by anyone who has seen it for the rest of their lives.

"And, the sacrifice, it's already ready."

The old man said with a slight smile, but with a chill.

Look into the corner of the basement.

There, an iron cage was placed.

Clothed in black cloth, it covered the contents of the iron cage.

"This ..... What is it? ”

The disciple who spoke at the beginning remembered the old man's resume again, and his face couldn't help but turn pale, and he had a bad association.

"Don't worry, it's just a qualified sacrifice."

The old man continued.

The black cloth was lifted.

In the iron cage, there is a girl who is not in the air.

It's just that anyone who sees her will never have the idea of color.

Just because, on her body, there are black iron needles pierced one after another.

Dense.

Almost every inch of her skin.

Including the top of the head, cheeks, fingers..... It can be said that there is not a single place on her body that is intact!

Blood, flowing from those wounds, clotted on the surface of the girl's body.

The same is found all over the body.

The weirdest thing is that even this girl is still alive!

The slight rise and fall of her chest proves that she also has breathing.

It's unimaginable.

She was alive and endured the pain of every iron needle piercing her body.

The girl's face was numb, and her eyes had long been blinded by iron needles.

Only silent tears of blood flowed from the corners of the eyes.

"Goo!"

The other cultists couldn't help but swallow their saliva vigorously to relieve the dryness of their throats.

At the same time, it calms the mood a little.

Even if they can be considered brutal, they seem a little naïve compared to this old man.

"You see, is she a qualified sacrifice?"

His smile, to the ears of people, became more and more cold.

Lunatic!

Old madman!

Even as companions, they can't help but make such an assessment.

"Alright, the ceremony, it's going to start right away!"

"Huh? Just open ....."

One of the congregants asked, puzzled.

But as soon as he spoke, he suddenly felt as if his body was paralyzed, and his consciousness gradually became trance.

His eyes widened suddenly, and he looked around.

The remaining three people all reacted in the same way.

He looked at the old man in disbelief...... It turns out that you don't even let us go!

Finally, someone fell limply to the ground.

"It's all said, don't worry......"

The old man's face still had that weird smile.

"You're all good materials, too!"

Wait until everything is ready.

The old man fell to his knees and began to chant a language that seemed to belong to this world.

If Aono had been present, he would have been able to tell that this spell was not the same as what he had heard during the ritual at that time.

"If I give a gift, He will make me live longer!"

The old man is already very old.

The kind that is old enough to die at any moment.

The longer a person lives, the more afraid he is of death.

So, in order to live longer, even if it's just for a day, he's willing to do anything!

With greed for life, the old man carried out the whole ritual.

An ethereal and treacherous consciousness descended on this small basement.

He felt his pure desire.

There is a hint of satisfaction.

People's desires are also His bread.

But his gaze was more on the poor girl.

Because of her boundless resentment.

That kind of madness is far more moving than desire.

The four congregants were quickly sucked dry.

as a gift.

An indescribable power descended on both the old man and the young girl.

A new vitality is born from the old man's body.

The face, which had lost its vitality like dead wood, was several years younger in an instant.

The old man was overjoyed, and only felt that all the preparations he had made for this were worth it.

He turned his head to look at the girl, and saw that her body seemed to dissolve, and her hair, bones, and flesh had turned into a puddle of flesh and blood, half solid and half liquid, and she was still wriggling.

Iron needles began to fall out of her body.

The way He digests it doesn't seem to be the same as it used to be?

The old man was a little puzzled, but the joy of being able to continue to breathe dispelled other superfluous thoughts.

He turned around, just wanting to get out of here quickly and go to live a dashing life.

Then.

A hand, resting on his shoulder.

The old man's body stiffened slightly, and he slowly turned his head.

It was one, only a white skeletal palm.

The flesh and blood were rapidly entangled, and the flesh sprouts extended and grew, wrapping around the white bones.

Not only the palms, but also the whole body of the girl is growing again.

The eyeballs that gradually grew out, staring at the old man!

"No..... No!!! ”

A moment later, in the basement, only the girl with the naked fruit was left.

She looked around blankly.

Suddenly, a direction was locked.

It was Shinjuku Ono Town, where Aono temporarily lived.

"Good smell...... Taste ......"