The sunset sets over the cliffs, dyeing the land red, and the poignant landscape is like a prelude to the arrival of night.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a sunset like this!" Yakumo was lying on a tree, drinking a little wine, leisurely as if he were on vacation.

It's just that if you look down a little, you will find that a building like a spiritual platform is built in front of it, exuding an inexplicable gloom.

"Can come up with scum who sacrifices little girls." Yakumo smiled on his lips, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

I thought that the whole village had become the lackeys of some monster.

However, it now seems that this situation is not much better than being a lackey of a monster.

It was night, and the cold wind blew through the treetops, bringing a rattling sound.

In the dazzling firelight, the expressionless love was surrounded by many villagers and escorted to the altar.

A girl named Xiao Ai has the power to manipulate death, just like Yuyuko in the future.

However, Yuyuko was born into a large family of demon slayers, and although she was isolated and disgusted, she would not be abused.

Love, on the other hand, was born in a small remote village, if this place could also be called a village.

"It's a youkai, right?!"

When Ai first used her death power, the villagers were terrified of the child.

When the mist arrived, the beasts in the mountain village became violent, and the village chief decided to use the girl to sacrifice to the mountain god and pray for happiness.

However, such an approach has ignored human nature and is no different from a beast.

Maybe the humans who live in this era of the jungle have become accustomed to it, but Yakumo will never agree.

I think of Sanae and Love's expressions during the day, and see the little girl's frightened and empty eyes.

Yakumo let go of his fingers, "These scumbags! ”

"Kill her! Bless our mountain god with her blood sacrifice! ”

"It's because of her that the monsters are attracted! Let's sacrifice so many brothers! ”

The village chief stood at the forefront, his lips trembling, and he proclaimed the sin of love with great vigour.

He knew that even if a little girl had the power to die, she would not be much sinful.

But he can't bet! Sanae's strength is able to protect herself, and no one else can hurt her.

It's like the blessing of Lady Luck is in her, but it's not so scary, it's a miracle-like power.

But death does not, and in any era, what death represents, whether good or evil, can cause fear in the deepest depths of mankind.

If he didn't deal with her at this time, the village chief couldn't imagine what else he could do to control her in the future.

What's more, the sudden fog is too terrifying, and no matter who it is, there must always be a place for the villagers to vent their fears.

"Love!" Sanae's tears fell one by one, hitting the ground, and she could only stare blankly at the big pit that had been dug when she was stopped by the villagers.

"If I can cause a miracle, then even once, no matter what kind of miracle! Save love! ”

Sanae's cries in her heart didn't respond, and her body felt like she was losing her strength, and she slowly fell on her parents, who were also anxious about her love.

Strength! I need strength!

Under the light of the flames, the big pit in the land is visible to the naked eye, and Love looks at everything in front of her in despair, the struggling parents, and the crying Sanae.

No, if that happens, you'll probably die too!

No one will come to my rescue, even if the stranger agrees, but if he comes, he will not die too much.

The eyes of love gradually became confused, and the sudden kaleidoscope of memories in his mind passed by.

A man and a boat, floating on the River Styx, accompanied by the bright red flowers on the other side.

"This is, my future?" Love stares at his hands, and the power of death looms.

"Even if I'm doomed to die, I must let my parents live, and, Sanae."

The sudden light illuminates the dark night.

"What, what!" The villagers were horrified to find that the night sky had changed.

Endless dark clouds gathered tightly in the Celestial Age, accompanied by roaring thunder and lightning, like the end of the world.

The golden pillars of light continued to expand until, illuminating the entire night.

The huge body gradually formed in the golden light, the majestic and domineering horns, the eyes that shimmered with red light, and the huge body that occupied the entire sky!

Its eyes opened, time seemed to lose its meaning, everything gathered in the endless light, and the moment its eyes closed, all the light in the world disappeared.

"This." Ai watched dumbfounded, tears gradually flowing from her eyes, looking at this creature that she had never seen in her memory.

Even though the appearance has changed dramatically, love will never forget that unique sense of oppression.

Seeing Sanae who collapsed in her mother's arms, and the dragon soaring in the sky, the flowers on the other side of Ai's hand gradually fell.

"Even if it's a youkai like me, who is hated by everyone, will anyone care?"

A smile appeared on Ai's face for the first time, albeit faintly, for the first time since then.

The candle dragon's huge eyes stared at the villagers, and the flickering eyes on the dragon's head larger than a city exuded endless divine might!

The village chief was stunned, even in a remote place far from Middle-earth, there was a legend of the dragon god!

It was a terrifying creature that was said to be a god.

"Dragon! Ryujin-sama?! The village chief raised his head tremblingly, isn't this a cheat? !

It's just a sacrifice to the gods, how did you summon this kind of monster?

The village chief turned to a burst of ecstasy, "Lord Shenlong! With this sinful maiden as a sacrifice, please bless this village! ”

"Sacrifice of living people?" Yakumo laughed angrily, and a voice like a thunderbolt came out, with undisguised anger in his tone.

"What, what?" The village chief looked at the dragon god in disbelief, "But, my lord, we have always been such a tradition!" ”

"Tradition?!" Yakumo was really angry this time, and under his voice, the village seemed to flow through countless years, turning into powder in the silence.

"Your tradition is to sacrifice little girls to pray for your blessings?"

"No!" The village chief looked at Yakumo in fear, in his eyes, those terrifying monsters and monsters were already extremely terrifying.

And the gods who can manipulate time, he simply can't imagine!

"Untie! Untie it now! ”

Looking at the candle dragon incarnated by Yakumo, he nodded lightly, and the village chief breathed a sigh of relief.

This dragon came because of a sacrifice? He didn't believe it! I'm afraid it's for this little guy!

Damn broom stars!

"What are you thinking?" The village chief looked up and met Yakumo's eyes that seemed to be smiling.

"Nope!"

"It's good if you don't have it!"

Yakumo stared at the village chief with bad intentions, and both Long Wei and Shenwei pressed down at the same time.

Although it is impossible to really do anything about this village due to Sanae and the idea of love, the first evil must not be let go.

"Got it!" The village chief lowered his head sadly and said respectfully.

It's just that, in Yakumo's eyes, his blood-red name, which gradually became like a wild monster, betrayed his thoughts.

"Huh!" Yakumo sneered and threw his love on him.

"The fog is caused by monsters on the mountain, I'll take care of it, foolish fellow! Since you reject this girl so much, then I will take her away! ”

That's my job, after all.

"I hope you'll be so energetic when I come back."

"Village Chief?!" A trembling voice came from the human beside him.

"What's wrong?" The village chief stared at the villagers who spoke out viciously, this guy is probably called fog and rain or something?

He usually works against himself, but he must be very happy that this sacrifice failed! Gotta him look good!

"Your body." Feeling the tone of the village chief, a certain big man frowned, but still sighed.

"Me?" The village chief suddenly felt that he had no strength, and he raised his hand tremblingly, old and weak.

"Village Chief!"

"Village Chief!"

"He's hopeless!" The big man named Wuyu called two people, "Leave him behind!" Hopefully, the gods will forgive him for his sins. ”

Turning to look at the village that had been restored to its original state, and the shining figure, his eyes were full of eyes that he didn't know whether it was fanaticism or worship, and finally could only turn into a sigh, "Gods~"