The candlelight flickered slightly, as if it were a hell fire from the Nine Hells.

The hoarse laughter was slowly passed on, with an endless icy chill.

Let Kazama raise his feathers in an instant, like falling into an ice cellar.

The erector pili muscles quickly erected, a reaction from biological instinct, the most primitive protection against fear and threat, just to make their body look a little bigger, in order to scare away those who did not know why.

However, this biological instinct has apparently lost all meaning to Kazama.

The wound will not heal because of this, the blood will not stop flowing because of this, and the crimson light that binds itself and burrows into the wound fiercely is even more frantic in this hoarse laughter.

It's like a devil who keeps asking, greedy and ugly.

No, it's the devil, that guy......

In a daze, Kazama thought like this......

Are you dying...... Died in this strange place, where I don't even know my name...... With their own dreams and responsibilities...... ...... with these girls around you

Yes...... Poor maidens, they should be the same as themselves...... With unwillingness, with misfortune...... Obviously, I was still thinking that I should wear that outfit tomorrow, and I would go to see my beloved in a more beautiful way...... But suddenly died in an inexplicable place...... Become a sacrifice to the devil......

Unconsciously, Kazama's body began to levitate strangely, slowly, slowly, until it was suspended in mid-air, with the girl sitting on top of her.

Slowly, like a stream, blood poured into the ground along the red light.

The girls also began to cut their snow-white skin in a more frantic manner, allowing the blood to flow slowly.

Until, infiltrating the ground, infiltrating into the strange magic circle.

Dye that red mangs even more thrillingly.

Behind the thrilling is a weird black gap.

Quietly, from the center of the circle, emerged.

Then, suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Like the eye of hell, it seeped out, and a trace of dark red aura became more and more intense.

Nauseating.

"Ah~ what a wonderful, what a cheerful breath, this is ...... That adult's breath, just such a meager bit, is enough to make people's hearts beat faster and their blood gushing......"

The crazy girl leaned down slightly, and her cold fingertips gently touched Kazama's cheeks.

"Na~ Lord Guardian, are you happy? Is it pleasant? Excited? That's ...... The summoning of the legendary superior demon...... by the greedy and the foolish...... With all the unfilial piety, unrighteousness, immorality, impurity, unkindness, and insincerity in the world...... And even the root of all evil, the summoning ritual carried out with blood as the medium~"

As she said this, the girl's eyes suddenly blurred, as if in a dream, and gently touched the tip of her nose with the feather of Kazama.

They looked at each other, as if with pity, and sighed softly.

"Well...... Originally, there was obviously an easier way, but I could only choose this general way of smuggling to let that adult come, which was really unexpected, and there was a sense of pleasure in committing a crime...... So, so ah...... In order to express gratitude, please accept the last joy, this is a gift that even I have never felt~"

The dagger, raised gently, high above the girl's head.

The icy blade flashed out, a suffocating chill.

At the same time, in the middle of the magic circle, in the black crack that gradually cracked, a black mist finally rose up slowly.

Something finally began to slowly emerge from the gap that was getting bigger and bigger.

The cold glow swept down gently.

No, a little confused.

In front of Kazama's eyes, as if there was something, he suddenly smiled fiercely, gently spread his wings, and slowly approached him.

Yes, Grim Reaper...... Or is it the so-called, Heavenly Dao?

With the determination to wipe yourself out.

With ridicule and contempt.

Yes, really...... Or is it an illusion?

It's been a long time since I couldn't tell the difference.

There was a voice that shouted in Kazama's heart.

Do you just die...... No, I'm not reconciled...... Even if it is death, I want to die, dignifiedly, where I should die, and not, in this form, in such a place......

"Whoa...... Whoa, whoa, whoa......"

There was a slight sound of the pages turning in my head, and countless pages, like flying birds, circled rapidly, making Kazama's already vague consciousness even more confused.

In the chaos, a page suddenly rushed in front of him, and in an instant, turned into a strange pattern.

The harsh words, slowly flickering, with a gold-like color.

At that moment, in the source of the silent person, the golden wisp of flame suddenly burst into a burst of intense light.

Wrapped, burning out all the flames of despair.

“Feim，Zii，Gron！”

A strange note, with a terrifying forbidden power, suddenly poured out from Kazama's throat.

In an instant, it turned into an invisible force, quietly, surging away.

At that moment, the air suddenly stood still.

The golden light, accompanied by the huge dragon might, swept through the entire cave in an instant.

In the light, a black mist that became more and more intense surged up at the last moment.

Then, with that golden mang, it collided suddenly!

Huo Ran opened his eyes, and the wind feathered like a beast, and roared with his neck.

With unwillingness, with anger.

Finally, it gradually subsides.

There was no imaginary pain, and there was no sound of the blade cutting through the flesh.

Only, the girl with a surprised face, in a strange posture, sat suspended in the air.

Also, the girls, like sculptures, kneeling quietly.

The flames have long since stopped beating.

There is only a faint brilliance, still quietly illuminating.

The world, surprisingly quiet, with, a strange disobedience.

This...... What's going on......

Looking blankly at the world in front of him, as if it had stood still, Kazama gently stretched out his hand and touched it towards the soft cheek.

But no......

What the...... Didn't touch it.

As if trying to touch the phantom, Kazama's fingertips passed through without hindrance.

Through that intoxicating cheek.

With a dreamy feel.

Yes...... Is it dead...... Have you become a soul......

However, obviously I didn't feel anything, and I didn't even give a little time for nostalgia...... Even, why did he even lose his body......

Kazama raised his feathers, and looked at the scarlet light that quietly extended into the air.

In the light, it seemed to be frozen, and there were lines of crimson blood......

That's the source of your own life......

In the air, there seem to be invisible stairs that allow Kazama to raise his feathers and stand in the air...... Or, more accurately, Kazama seems to have ignored the terrain and wanders around the space at will.

Little by little, Kazama Raising Feather came to the side of the strange crack.

A black mist had already come out of it, but at this moment, it was slowly squirming as if it had been slowed down countless times.

At a speed that is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye, a trace of black aura escapes.

All this ...... Finally...... Is it a dream, is it an illusion?

However, this strange sense of reality, which still stimulates the burning pain of every brain cell in my own body, in the end, what is going on?

In his mind, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed, accompanied by the sound of "bang, bang, bang".

Then, without warning, a message appeared in Kazama's memory.

The feeling of sudden enlightenment, as I said, is this kind of time.

"With the power of personality, the form of sound, touching the void, dividing a new dimension, and overlapping with the inherent space, it is one and the other world......

Muttering to himself, Kazama's feathered eyes instantly lit up.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a smile of excitement.

"It is said that the dragon language and the phantom spirit are ......"

As if in response to something, the air suddenly began to fluctuate violently.

Like ripples, layer after layer, and then, quickly calmed down.

Light and sound, in an instant, came like a tide.

Pull Kazama Hiroha back to reality.

In the air, the strange chanting sound was still resounding.

Like a spell, it lingers in the ears of Kazama Yangyu.

“Zazasu…… Zazasu…… NasuTanataZazasu……”

A figure quickly fell from the sky, towards the scarlet circle, towards the stunned Kazama.

Then, it was caught.

Subconsciously stretched out his arm, but Kazama Yangyu still stood dumbfounded, staring at the girl in his arms with the same surprised eyes.

For a while, I forgot to throw away this guy who was like a devil in every sense.

Underfoot, there was a black mist, slowly drifting away, with a disgusting, bloody smell.

In an instant, a black thing was revealed.

Round, fluffy, a pair of provocative ears, a pair of copper bell eyes, and, a thunder mouth?!

No, no, no...... This is not the Monkey King, this is obviously just a monkey!

A monkey alive!

"Truly...... The old man has finally come out! ”

The monkey's mouth cracked exaggeratedly, and a vulture-like laugh erupted, hoarse and unpleasant.

Even if you have a whole jar of sand in your throat, it is difficult to imitate.

"Oh oh ~ what fresh blood, what delicious tender meat...... It's been a long time since there's been such an enticing black tea and bento...... Just looking at it makes people a little impatient......"

Pale yellow eyes, gurgling and rolling, staring at the poor puppet-like girls around them.

Taking a deep breath, the swallowing sound of saliva sounded unabashedly.

Then, as if he had finally noticed something, the black monkey's head suddenly rose up, and glared straight at the boy and girl beside him.

"What do you see? Don't hurry up and get the old man out! Show your affection again, even if you are a summoner, the old man will eat you too! Judging by the appearance of your fine skin and tender meat, it must be good to make a bento...... ......"

"Ahh

Finally awakened by this sudden shout, Kazama Hiroha threw the girl in his arms out with the fastest hand speed he could reach.

It's like throwing one, hot potato?

Then, look down.

The four eyes met, and Kazama's eyelids trembled vigorously.

Then, quickly, lift your feet.

Time, slightly, was stretched a little.

The originally slightly angry monkey's face slowly revealed a trace of dazedness, and then, in the daze, a trace of surprise gradually revealed, and finally, it turned into an incomparable shock.

And then.

Covered by a footprint.

"Bump!"

There was a crisp sound, and Kazama raised his feathers, and just like that, he kicked in the face of the shocked monkey.

"Click!"

Something, as if broken, made a pleasant soft sound.

The black monkey's head, just like that, kept a shocked expression, and slowly fell from the pitch-black opening.

In the end, the "bones" fell to the ground......