I will always hear people say that "near-death" is a very wonderful experience, when you know that you will die in the next second, the concept of time seems to be reversed, and the limits of thoughts and memories will be broken, some people will look back on their lives in just a few moments, some people will regret the unfinished and regretful life of a lifetime, some people will be relieved, and some people will be terrified, fearful, and uneasy...... But no matter how you vent your near-death experience, there will be an end to it—the inevitable death as a permanent end, and the end of a living life once and for all.

However, this feeling of imminent death seems to have a premise, that is, the person concerned, probably, probably, should, and perhaps have to know that he will soon die.

Therefore, Merlin, who could barely see the ghostly Nether Claw that could cut his throat in the next moment, seemed to be about to pass by the near-death experience and taste the bitterness of death directly.

The instantaneous breakthrough of the ability defense system, the strong negative energy and the face-to-face with himself at zero distance brought not the feeling of imminent death, but a strong sense of danger and great crisis that shook Merlin's mind, which he had many times in his unhappy childhood. When this already somewhat unfamiliar feeling came over his limbs again, Merlin was sure that he had once again clumsily danced a veneer dance with the Grim Reaper beside the endless abyss—only one wrong step, and the only thing that awaited him was death. At this time, Merlin was calm. Although his childhood experience has made him have an ordinary obsession with the most basic demand of living, and an ordinary understanding of the simple word of living, he has no other reaction when he smells the breath of death again.

[This time, I surrender my life to the 'fate' in the dark, and let it manipulate my life and death......] The thought flew through his mind, [If you choose to let me continue my journey, then I will enjoy this world. If you choose to let me go on another adventure 'early' and let me have a good rest, then I won't resist......" he muttered silently.

Perhaps it was Merlin's sudden appearance of the god "praying" that had some magical effect, and the sharp fingertips of the ghost claw were obviously almost able to cut his defenseless throat and bathe in a warm blood, but it could not move in again, the ghost claw scratched hard, desperately trying to get closer to Merlin, and stretched forward anxiously and eagerly.

"Roar~!!" The living corpse roared loudly in annoyance.

But its claws seemed to be blocked by some invisible energy, and it just couldn't touch Merlin, always, just a little bit. The more desperate he was to cut off Merlin's thin neck, the more the ghost's claws couldn't touch Merlin's body, as if Merlin's body had resisted it.

Merlin, who was still babbling, naturally didn't know about himself and the strange appearance that this ghost claw displayed, and he just began to feel a little uneasy.

"Go back!" Suddenly, there was a clear and tactful scolding from behind Merlin, "Go back!" Go back!! With the sound of a slightly messy clogs stomping on the ground, a large group of shrine maidens with charms twisted in their hands rushed down the stairs and rushed into the stone chamber, naturally for the sake of the dressed shrine maiden.

I don't know if it was Miss Miko's rebuke that played a role or if the sudden intrusion of the large number of miko maidens had confused the living corpses, and the monster that had been trying to tear Merlin's throat apart let out a roar of pain, and then reluctantly withdrew its arms.

"Whew~~~" Merlin breathed a long sigh of relief, [It's a bit stupid to pin your hopes on these guys...... But I finally won the bet. At the same time, he took a small step back without a trace, [The experience of handing over this thing to someone else to grasp, really, really don't want to have a next time......] is a small step back as much as possible without a trace.

But at this moment, Merlin's shoulder was suddenly held by a slightly cold little hand, this little hand and its owner forcibly stopped Merlin's continuous retreat and forcefully pushed him forward, [Please continue to move forward. Suddenly, Miss Witch's clear and tactful voice echoed in Merlin's mind, [Although this requirement is somewhat difficult for a strong man, the little girl has to be brazen once, please don't retreat and continue to move forward!] We, we've waited too long for this opportunity, and the price we've paid is already too great, and we have to keep going......]

"You! This, this, how!! Merlin shouted angrily and feebly.

The silent breakthrough of one's own spiritual world may only be a relatively surprising experience for ordinary people, but it is a huge insult and even harm to the capable person, who is quite indifferent to the fact that they often intrude into other people's mental world, but they often attach great importance to their own spiritual world and spiritual realm - only the person or other beings they identify with can share this most private space with each other in limited circumstances.

But it is no wonder that Merlin is so angry that this most private and secret spiritual world has now been broken through so lightly by an unrelated person. You must know that except for Nazi, who once cut into his spiritual world in an extremely domineering manner, even the other mentors in the Golden Yellow Pavilion failed to invade his spiritual realm so unknowingly.

[Don't be so angry,] The girl's voice is still so flat, [This is the little 'privilege' I got before leaving......] She stared directly at Merlin, who turned her head to look at her, and carefully studied his face, [I know this is a bit offensive and rude, but allow me to be willful this time, right?] All right? She pleaded.

For some reason, in Merlin's originally blurred eyes, the figure and appearance of the witch lady slowly became clear, especially in the blur around her.

Merlin nodded slowly, agreeing to Miss Mikoto's strange request.

【Please move on.】 She urged, "We need to use your power to complete the ritual...... She is still pushing Merlin behind Merlin's back, and Merlin is also letting her push herself forward, [Don't be afraid, it won't hurt you in the slightest, you should have already appeared......]

At this moment, Merlin didn't have the heart to care about what Miss Shrine Maiden said, his mind was now a mess, all kinds of messy things mixed together and messed into a mess, so that he didn't have any clue to sort out and analyze, he could only follow instinct. And his instinct told him to believe in this girl.

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The depths of Aster Valley.

This was originally a large ancient cemetery, where the souls of the old era were slumbering, quiet and eerie. Today, it is a large area of fresh ruins, where a new era of fighting is staged, noisy and frenzied. The reason why there is such a great change here is naturally because this ancient area has been chosen as a place for battle by the people on both sides of the battle, and the two sides of the war, whether it is a single hunchbacked old ghost or a multi-party combination of at least 100 people, have no intention of even the slightest scruple and respect for the deceased, they vent their attacks to their heart's content, and they are messing around in this cemetery to their heart's content.

The hunchbacked old thing, even when attacked by so many enemies, still seemed to be at ease, not only was he able to fight back, wiping out fresh lives at will, but he also had the leisure to continue to use his strange voice to preach even stranger words.

"Foolish mortals! A fool who is bewitched and controlled by a false future and fate! ”

The white palm suddenly appeared again, grabbing a huge thing similar to a certain canine that was about to gnaw on the old ghost, this giant strange dog struggled in the white palm for a moment, roared a few times, and then gradually dissipated into invisibility. It's just that one of the Onmyoji, who seemed to have been hurt by this, suddenly began to vomit blood, and then fell to the ground in a languid state.

"Is that how you repay me!? Is that how you treat the heroes who want to save you!? ”

A large cloud of thick black gas suddenly rose from the ground, and the surrounding land began to tremble strangely, and then one after another skeleton hands and claws emerged from the dirt one after another, and they all peeled off the dirt to free their bodies from the constraints of the earth, and once again stood up in the form of skeletons, walking where they had walked.

"You can't kill me! You can't hurt me! The hunchback was suddenly hit by two shadow balls that ran out of nowhere, but these two powerful tricks didn't seem to affect or hurt him, not even the tattered strips of cloth outside him, and he continued to shout, "These attacks only make me stronger!" I'm going to be too light on the clumsy attack you've made to itch me......"

At that moment, a rather large blue Gengar suddenly emerged from the shadow cast by the hunchback, raising a sharp claw covered with a hideous ghost and clawing at the back of the unguarded hunchback, which was still grinning wildly.

"Ha, ha, ha...... Yes!!!! ”

The hunchback's laughter came to an abrupt end, for the ghost's claws tore open his coat and his flesh with ease—the flesh covered by the tattered rags was so white, bloodless, bloodless, and lifeless, like a corpse.

"You guys! You guys!! You guys turned out to be!! The hunchback roared in anger and pain, "Where did you find him!!" Why were you able to find him!! ”

However, none of the people present seemed to be enthusiastic, and none of them answered his questions, but they only vigorously greeted this "thing" that could already be hurt with a more powerful attack.

Just before the various attacks drowned the hunchbacked old ghost, he roared out the last words hoarsely: "...... Ouroboros ...... In the end, I still can't unravel your damn ......" The rest of his words were drowned out by explosions and roars.

When the smoke receded, only a deep pit was left where the hunchback had once stood, still smoking a little smoke.

Lady Kikuko walked gracefully to the edge of the pit, and behind her stood the blue Geng ghost who had just succeeded in sneaking up on the old ghost. Kikuko glanced around, but didn't linger long on the scattered skeletons and fresh corpses on the ground, she quickly moved her gaze to the bottom of the pit, staring at the strip of cloth that was still burning at the bottom of the pit until it was completely reduced to ashes before retracting it, "This is the end?" Can this crazy qiē really draw a full stop, a rest? She asked in a low voice.

"There's one last step left." Onmyoji Hidezuka covered his face and walked over, "It's really done......" There was only a strange brilliance in his eyes that could not see joy or sorrow.

"Humph!" The blind tide came to the countryside and walked over with the support of two dusty young witches. She first stared at the pair of lifeless eyes like glass balls, and "looked" at Hidezuka for a long time, and after seeing the young onmyoji take the initiative to avoid her gaze, she said, "The last step? Her tone was odd, "It's simple! Do you know how many living beings are written in this simple sentence of yours? Do you know how many shrine maidens we have to sacrifice for this sentence that should not have withered so early? ”

Hidezuka turned his head, deliberately avoiding the gaze from the village, while answering her questioning in silence. However, the onmyoji who gradually gathered behind him glared angrily at the blind tide, especially the several blood-stained onmyoji who stared at the Shinto group who were also gathered with eyes that were about to burst into flames.

"It's always been like this! It's always been that way! Xiang Ze didn't intend to let go of these onmyoji, she continued to chatter, "You are pointing fingers on the sidelines, but it is us who will die in the end!" Although I do not deny that we have a lot of responsibility for today's situation, I would like you to remember that this qiē is still due to you in the final analysis! ”

Behind the village were also gathered a number of shrine maidens and priests, most of these guys were wolf bèi unbearable, but they all looked at the onmyoji with complicated expressions, and the anger in their expressions was obviously not the mainstream.

Lady Kikuko shook her head without a trace, and walked between the Shinto group and the Onmyoji, using her identity to end the silent confrontation between the two sides. She whispered to the still annoyed old tide and asked, "Xiang, can I know what the cause of this qiē is now?" She seemed to have made up her mind to distract the old tide.

"It's not time yet!" Lao Chaolai didn't sell the face of the king at all, she decisively rejected Juzi, "When the qiē is completely over, I will sue you, sue sù part of you, sue sù you for the part you should know." After throwing this sentence to Kikuko, Lao Chaolai left the place quickly with the support of the witch and the support of the priest. Their ranks were at least half as small as they were before the war.

"Don't care......" Lady Kikuko said to Hidetsuka as she watched the backs of the Shinto group walk into the smoke, "She's always had this temper ......"

"How could I care?" Hidezuka shook his head, "How dare I care?" There was a deep sense of guilt in his voice, "As she said, this qiē is because of our onmyoji, but it will end at the expense of those innocent shrine maidens......" He raised his eyes and watched the last shrine maiden disappear into the smoke, "The purest and innocent are the first to sacrifice ......"

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At the urging of the little hand behind him and its owner, Merlin slowly walked forward step after step. Whether he was involuntarily indulgent, self-indulgent, or some other reason that he was inclined to obey the orders of Miss Miko, Merlin's confused mind still had no clue.

Merlin was dressed as a witch in the "pushing" step by step approaching the living corpse that had curled up, the living corpse at this time had long since lost the teeth and claws and arrogance of the previous confrontation with Merlin, and it looked a little pitiful under the siege of a group of witches who twisted charms and recited scriptures. Trying to break out of the dirt, half of his body was buzzing with green smoke, one claw wandering wildly and futile on his bare head, covering his red eyes for a while, trying to plug his mutilated ears, and the other claw kept scratching and waving outward, and his mouth was devoid of the previous shouts and roars, only a series of weakened cries, pleadings, and screams.

Merlin naturally couldn't hear or see this scene, and the witches who could hear and see the living corpse paid no attention to it, they just increased the volume of their chanting and carefully approached the living corpse in pain step by step with Merlin's steps.

The surface of the living corpse seemed to be more and more painful, it curled up tightly into a ball, and its hands and claws were covering back and forth on the body that was full of smoke, and there were bursts of childlike cries and pleadings in its mouth, the real cries and pleadings, the sadness and desolation seemed to have endless sourness, so that everyone who heard it couldn't help but feel worried and even cry.

No, the two little witches, who were probably only in their early tens, couldn't stand the bewitchment of this cry, their original resoluteness gradually softened into a confused, false sadness, the charm in their hands quietly slipped down, and the scriptures in their mouths began to become intermittent or even completely stopped, and then they stumbled away from the large group one after another, walking towards the huddled living corpse.

The other older witch quickly noticed the two of them, and before she could even shout, she rushed behind the two little witches and stretched out her arms to take them into her arms. But the two little witches, who had already been embraced, were still obsessively approaching the living corpses, and the older witches struggled to pull them back with all their might.

But at this moment, the three of them suddenly stopped moving. Immediately after that, the three shrine maidens began to vomit black plasma in unison, and their bodies began to wilt and shrink in a degree visible to the naked eye. The older shrine maiden stared at her lower abdomen with her eyes that had been radiant but now dimmed, where a large muddy hand had penetrated her abdomen and was greedily sucking her flesh, while the two little witches she held in her arms had penetrated their chests......

The surrounding shrine maidens did not take any real steps to rescue the poor shrine maidens, and they watched with an almost indifference as the three of them were devoured by the big muddy hands, leaving only three blood-stained white hakama. Having devoured fresh flesh seemed to have finally given the living corpse some spirits, it gave up on acting and disguise and continued to raise its body and roar, its big muddy hand scratching around, and pounced on the shrine maidens who surrounded it again and again, only this time it couldn't run into any more shrine maidens no matter how hard it tried.

The living corpse roared, and the dancing mud hand twitched angrily, and the palms that seemed to be flowing palms showed painful faces, and the faces of the three maidens who had just been devoured seemed to be among them.

Merlin approached the enraged corpse step by step, and each time he took a new step to shorten the distance between him and the corpse, the place where the corpse's arm could reach became smaller. When the muddy palms and eerie claws of the living corpse had little room to move, the living corpse finally quieted down, and it turned its body to stare at Merlin, who was still slowly approaching it with its hollow red eyes, and a low roar brewed in its throat.

Suddenly, the mud hand and the ghost claw stabbed Merlin at the same time, grabbing Merlin with a life-like rage, with a gloomy and moving eerie aura, but he was still unable to move forward again when he was only a little distance away from Merlin's body, unable to touch him, unable to catch him, and unable to kill him.

Merlin kept going, facing the roar of the living corpse, the claws of the living corpse. He didn't stop until the living corpse's hands, which were more like claws, were about to grab the tip of his nose.

[It's right here,] Miss Shrine Maiden's voice continued to echo unscrupulously in Merlin's mind, "Please stay here for a while, don't move. She said softly, "Just wait a little longer...... Her little hand seemed to slowly leave Merlin's shoulder with a little reluctance, and she herself slowly stepped back.

The surrounding witches began to chant the ancient and wonderful scriptures aloud, and at the same time, they quickly and silently arranged a mysterious array, and the costumed witch lady retreated to a relatively central position and stood, her gaze kept watching Merlin not far away without changing the slightest. When the queue was completely lined up, and the shrine maidens were all ready to take their seats, the dressed shrine maiden gently raised her right arm and took off the long red zhang long from her head, allowing the straight black long to scatter at will, and then took out the gold and silver fan behind her waist and the bell around her waist and held it in her hand.

"Jingle Bell~"

She playfully shook the bell in her hand, and the gold and silver fan also turned a few times. As a signal from her movements, the other shrine maidens also took out their own musical instruments—shakuhachi, shamisen, rakura, bells, and drums...... The shrine maidens seemed to regard this place as a place to play music, and began to play their instruments to their heart's content, and played an elegant, mournful tune together.

The music plays, the costumed shrine maiden begins to dance emotionally, and Kagura begins.

Merlin stood dumbfounded, quietly waiting. He was able to sort things out of his chaotic thoughts to some extent, but the closer he got to the truth, the more he dared not touch it, and he couldn't do anything about it, let alone help at all. He just stood and waited and didn't do anything.

Compared to Merlin, who was particularly quiet, the living corpse was particularly angry and unsettled, and as Kagura began to become more agitated, roaring, roaring, and even cursing, scratching, flipping, and even mutilating itself in a frenzied manner. As Kagura progressed, the living corpse became weaker and weaker, and its body began to crumble, peel, and shatter little by little, and from the broken wounds, black smoke continued to rise and dissipate......

The living corpse was clearly disappearing, little by little, piece by piece, painfully and resentfully, from this world where it was not supposed to exist. But it is very attached to this world, to this world that does not allow it to exist at all. It is still struggling to survive in the world in the way it can do it.

"No...... Unwilling to ......"

"Mingming...... Bright...... Only...... Hurry up ......"

It struggled to speak, but the louder and louder music and the lively dance of the costumed shrine maiden completely obscured its sound and its last struggle.

"Always...... Difference...... One...... Dot......"

As if with the last of its strength to finish a few scattered words, the living corpse slammed to the ground, its back instantly exploded, and bursts of pitch-black smoke poured out of it, among which there seemed to be a twisted figure in the shape of a human being, and these thick black gases kept rising, and soon covered the ceiling of the stone chamber and began to gradually settle downward.

"Plop!"

A shrine maiden who was playing shakuhachi still maintained her playing posture and fell to the ground, and a white light suddenly rose from her body, and a large cloud of black smoke turned into nothingness with this white light.

"Plop!" "Plop! "Plop! ”

There were a few more dull sounds of bodies falling to the ground, and at the same time, patches of black smoke turned into nothingness. As the shrine maidens played, some fell to the ground, and the black smoke gathered under the ceiling of the stone chamber was gradually dispersed and disappeared into nothingness. When the shrine maidens had fallen more than two-thirds of the way one after another, there was only the last wisp of black smoke left above their heads, and the little wisps of black smoke, which were darker than the deepest darkness, flew in all directions in a panic, and tried to rush to the ground again and again, but finally flew back to the ceiling helplessly.

The sweaty witch suddenly stopped dancing, and she looked up at the small wisp of black smoke, her face calm and indifferent.

She said to Merlin, "Thank you...... "Because of your help, we have a chance to undo the mistakes we have made in the past, and we have a chance to put an end to this ridiculous farce......] She threw the gold and silver fan and bell in her hand on the ground, [Thank you also for making my last days very happy...... She raised her arms and began to peel off her clothes, "I have only one last request: Please don't forget me." All right? 】

Merlin froze.

[Remember me, wait for me......] The witch's voice came to an abrupt end, as if her voice sounded silently in Merlin's mind, and this clear and graceful beautiful voice passed away silently.

Merlin spun around sharply, looking behind him with his eyes that couldn't see anything at all, and in the blur he saw a pair of large, beautiful eyes, bright and unblemished......

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