Speechless all night.

The next morning, I got up at eight o'clock in the evening.

There was no continuation of last night's light rain and the sun was shining outside the window, which was a nice good day.

After tidying up his things a little and carrying a suitcase that was mostly empty, the boy was ready to go out.

Akiba has a ticket booked at nine o'clock, and the station isn't too far away, so even if you walk slowly, you can definitely catch it.

The young man took advantage of this time to soothe Lori Dugu with a reluctant face as if he was about to cry.

"Ling Oni sauce, I'm going to come back to see Dugu!"

"Mm-hmm, it must be ~"

"Young Master Ling, have a good trip, say hello to the head of the family for me."

"Understood."

Shrugging his shoulders and smiling, Qiye still wanted to say something to Dugu, but there was already a radio in his ears reminding everyone to get on the bus.

Stunned, the boy didn't continue to speak, but patted Little Lori's head twice, leaving her with a gentle smile.

turned around, and under the reluctant gaze of several people, stepped onto the train.

Almost at this moment, a voice sounded in the young man's mind.

"When the inspection task appears, do you immediately participate?"

"No."

After a pause, Nanaya shook his head without hesitation.

It's just getting on the train now, so at least let him find a place to sit down before he starts that inspection mission, okay?

"Select 'No' and you now have ten minutes to prepare."

"Executioner No. 1, you can choose other executioners for this mission...... Unfortunately, after examination, no executioners other than you were found, and it is recommended that you recruit subordinates as soon as possible, otherwise your personal time may be infinitely compressed. ”

"......" Nanaya raised an eyebrow, "Don't tell me formulaic nonsense. ”

He had just become the executioner, so how could he have time to recruit any subordinates?

"......" the mechanical voice of the main god was silent for a moment, "as you wish." ”

The next moment, the voice of the Lord God disappeared from his mind, and in its place was a black notebook that floated in front of Nanaya out of thin air.

The boy frowned, looked around, and saw that the others were not surprised by the notebook floating in front of him.

It seems that this thing should not be noticed by ordinary people.

Nanaya reached out and took the notebook in his hand.

When he opened it, he found that it was almost blank, except for the first page, where there was a decreasing number indicating the time he had left to prepare.

It's really concise, clear and no-nonsense.

Nanaya shook his head and pulled his luggage to his seat.

After putting away his luggage, the boy sat down in his seat, picked up his notebook, and looked at the time on it—seven minutes and fifty-two seconds remaining.

"It's only been less than a day, and I have a task so soon, and if it's just me, it will become very busy."

Come to think of it, those reincarnators selected by the main god from countless parallel worlds, not to mention tens of millions, at least one or two hundred thousand.

How high is the mortality rate for infinite streams?

The Lord God is not a good man or a woman, ten people participate in a mission, and half of them survive, thank God.

Excluding the scum that died in the dungeon world, the remaining part of the guys who need to be dispatched by the executioner is definitely not a small number.

Fortunately, the main god's side has just started, and there are not many people brought in, so he can still enjoy a ten-minute preparation time leisurely.

After entering the right track, he, who represents one of the most important components of space, 'obliteration', if he is still just one person, it is estimated that he will be really busy until the sky is dark.

Even if it's a computer antivirus, it's made up of countless programs, and who has ever heard of a software that only has one program to kill the virus?

A-piece decoding is pretty much the same.

With all kinds of thoughts flashing in his mind, Nanaya took out the two bottles of brain platinum that he had exchanged yesterday, and without hesitation, drank them all into his stomach in one go.

An inexplicable taste spreads on the tip of the tongue.

took out the mineral water that had been prepared a long time ago, and drank half of the bottle, which suppressed the taste.

"I'll never drink this again."

Complaining, Qiye took out his notebook and looked at the countdown with more than three points left on it.

Taking off his black-rimmed glasses, the deep blue Death Eye was exposed to the air.

Staring at the chair opposite, Nanaya's head began to run rapidly.

In the line of sight, the extremely unevenly distributed lines and dots slowly became clear and stable, and Qiye looked at the lines and nodes distributed on the chair opposite, and there was a feeling of enlightenment in his heart.

As long as he cut it along the line, he could destroy the chair completely, and it could never be repaired.

"Yes, at least I didn't faint this time."

Nanaya put his glasses back on, and there was only a momentary dizziness in his mind, which quickly recovered.

It can be seen that two bottles of brain platinum are still very effective.

It is different from the two rituals that have a blue hole in the head of the open hanging, which can directly connect the root and understand all things in the world.

If you want to understand the death of all things, you must rely on yourself, the high-speed operation of the brain, the analysis of death, one careless, excessive use of the brain, that is the result of the brain burning.

Therefore, the stronger the ability of the brain, the stronger the natural strength for the teenager.

It is necessary to strengthen your mind before you are about to go on a mission.

"So...... It's almost okay, let's get started. ”

Closing the notebook, Nanaya whispered to himself.

The next moment, the scene shifts.

……………………

The world around us is as blurred as a mosaic.

After about 0.5 seconds in this state, the blurry mosaic immediately turned into a super clear blue screen.

It's just that the scene has changed from a sunny train car to a dim and pitch-black ...... Jail?

The sudden poor light did not have any effect on the seven nights.

Seeing the scene around him, the young man was stunned for a moment, and then he felt extremely disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

His overly sensitive sense of smell made him smell the smell of blood in the air...... And the stench of rotting corpses!

After a moment of paleness, the boy contracted his sense of smell and kept it at the level of a normal person.

That's right, Seven Nights is indeed called a murderer.

That's because he was able to enjoy the pleasure of killing that normal people could not understand, killing for pleasure and hunting for fun.

This is the definition of a murderer, this is the case with the Seven Nights, the two rituals are like this, and the same is true for Asakami Fujino.

What they enjoy is the pleasure of the very concept of 'killing'.

And not the kind of metamorphosis that enjoys corpses and blood, internal organs and organs~

That's right, that kind of disgusting thing can only be called a pervert~ pervert, and to describe it as a murderer, it simply tarnishes the term!