It's hell.

Miyuki has never seen what real hell is like, but I'm afraid this is the best way to show it.

At the end of the road built by the pages, Miyuki appears in front of a sea of corpses.

Miyuki is standing in a sea of corpses.

Men, women, children, old and young, all kinds of corpses, countless corpses piled up to form a mountain of ups and downs.

Then Miyuki noticed that she was standing at the top of the mountain of corpses, staring at the continuous corpses.

……！

Can't help but want to vomit, Miyuki desperately covers her mouth.

The battles I've experienced are nothing here.

While Miyuki was looking at the corpses, the corpses were also watching her.

It was obviously some corpses, but from their empty gazes, there seemed to be all kinds of feelings.

So Miyuki realized that they weren't dead, but they weren't alive either.

They are the spirits of the dead who hover between death and life.

Eyes met, and suddenly a picture flashed in Miyuki's mind.

The sheer volume of information is dizzying, and she can only barely sustain herself in the tide of information.

Countless images show different landscapes, different eras, different regions, different people, and the only thing that is the same is that they are all magicians, people who have signed a contract with the Necronomicon.

Some of them use this power to fight evil, some use this power to satisfy their desires (to prevent harmony) and do all kinds of evil, some of them fail to do anything for nothing, and some of them encounter countless hunts and pains.

Eventually, they all came here.

The countless corpses at Miyuki's feet are all former owners of the Necronomicon Monograph, and in it she also sees the man who fought in Gensokyo.

They died, and then became part of the Necronomicon book, which was the fate of the Necronomicon owner.

If she accepts the power of the Necronomicon, she will one day become one of them.

This is a hell of immortality and immortality.

At this moment, the future of the owner of the Necronomicon is all revealed in front of Miyuki.

"Ahhh!!h

The corpses in front of him seemed to have countless words, and a huge amount of information kept pouring into Miyuki's mind.

Anger, pain, hatred, unwillingness, joy, happiness...... Countless emotions are like paint on a palette constantly smearing on Miyuki's heart, making her ego seem to be shattered in the next moment.

At this time, the surrounding sea of corpses disappeared, and there was only a patch of blood around.

It's like bathing in a sea of blood, and your body is about to melt, maybe it has already melted.

As long as the last will to sustain herself is gone, she will merge into this sea of blood.

Suddenly, a little light appeared in this blood, and a force emerged from Miyuki's hand, following the mysterious line so that her gaze passed through the layers of barriers, and saw another scene.

…………

If you want to describe it, what appears in Lancer's eyes is hell.

The city is shrouded in thick fog, the dilapidated houses, the streets full of rancid smell, the miserable scenes that can be seen everywhere, and the zombie-like lifeless people walking through the city.

The place is filled with the smell of depravity, and humanity seems to have been twisted into disgusting monsters.

In order to survive, men rob each other, women sell their bodies, and even children are burdened with sin.

That's what Lancer sees as it happens.

This is the world where Jack the Ripper lives, once the foggy capital of London.

This is not the most miserable place Lancer has ever seen, with bloody battlefields and slaughtered cities that are not comparable to industrialized London.

Even true hell is not an untouchable place for Lancer.

However, it still qualifies as hell, because it is a hell of humanity's own making.

The people who live at the bottom of this city have no dignity, they are all weak, and then they hurt each other, even if they are victims, they are also perpetrators.

All sorts of people themselves have created such a place, and because of this it is sad, even the heroes of legend cannot save it, because there are no real wicked people here.

So it became hell, a place of no salvation.

In a recurring tragedy, prostitutes sell their bodies and then abandon the resulting lives.

Tragedy gathers, and then coalesces into one existence from these unblessed flesh and blood.

Petite girl, that is the crystallization of countless resentments.

"Is that where you came from?"

Lancer looked at the hallucinations that Jack the Ripper had unfolded in front of her.

"Why?"

"I want to go back."

"Back to Mommy's belly."

"Why didn't anyone save me?"

One girl's voice after another rang out, echoing around every corner.

"No one can save you."

Lancer's voice was very calm.

"This is our world."

The magic spear that stabbed at the girl did not hesitate at all, and this was a blow that completely ended the girl.

But at this moment, the hallucinations that filled Lancer's vision suddenly receded, and the surrounding fog contracted in a certain direction.

“！”

The surroundings had changed back to the square scene, and the Assassin was no longer where she was.

"Finally back."

"Together forever."

"Mom's ......"

In her place was a beautiful woman, dressed in a plain dress who seemed to be a housewife everywhere, with a loving smile on her face.

But her hands were a pair of alienated claws, and the mist that Jack the Ripper had melted into the woman's hands was a cry of pain and a curse of hatred, and the woman accepted them all willingly.

"yes, that's a good boy."

Smiling, the woman absorbed Jack the Ripper into her body.

"It's you."

Lancer stared at Thea in front of him.

"Huh?"

At this point, Thea seemed to have come to her senses from Jack the Ripper.

"I remember you, you hurt my body and wanted to kill me......"

A gentle expression receded from Sia's face.

"And you're strong!"

A maniacal smile appeared on Thea's face, and she raised her cursed claws towards Lancer.

The wind blew, turning from a gentle breeze to a terrifying storm that was like a thousand blades blowing towards Lancer.

"Be careful!"

"Ahh

Lancer jerks Hatsuzakura to the side, then dodges to the other side.

A deep furrow appeared between the two, and it seemed that the entire square was about to be split in two, and at this time, Sia's voice sounded again.

"Give me your power."