Dark Domain.

More and more Soul Eaters are drawn to this magma-wrapped cage. They are horrific in appearance, and their bodies are made up of the corpses of various creatures. In the Darklands, they live by devouring the souls of the creatures of the Human Realm.

"Very well, enjoy the horror of despair, only then will your soul be delicious!" the clown stood on a high place, excitedly addressing the "doll" in the cage. It seems that the group of soul eaters want to swallow the lava before it can scorch the soul.

Inside the cage, Evan and Hadiwin had tried all the tricks and could not escape from the place, where there seemed to be an invisible force field that prevented the spell from being released. As the minutes ticked by, the wall that Evan was leaning against was getting hotter and hotter, and he knew that the wall wouldn't hold back the magma for long.

"Uhhh

"Don't blame me, though you're just a kid. Under the tremendous pressure, Hardivin's pupils turned pure-blooded - his sanity finally collapsed, and then he strode forward and grabbed Aven's throat.

"Damn, let go!" In pure hand-to-hand combat, Evan was clearly not as strong as Hardivin. He struggled and punched Hardiwin a few times, then tilted his head and bit him on the arm.

"Ahh Enraged, Hardiwin kicked Evan in the abdomen, kicking him straight to the wall.

"Smack!" the bracelet slammed against the wall, shattering in response.

"Hmm... Bracelet... My bracelet—" Evan stood up in pain, his head a little dizzy and his vision blurred, and the back of his head slammed into the wall, causing internal injuries.

"You don't really want to kill me, do you? Hardiwin in front of him seemed to be stunned, and all that could be seen on his face was anger and fear.

"Kill you, of course I'm going to kill you!" Hadiwin pounced again, tangled with Aven.

"Wonderful, then let's make the game a little more exciting!" the clown waved his hand, and a sharp dagger was added to the center of the cage.

Inside the cage, white smoke rises from the surrounding walls, and the magma on the periphery is about to pour in!

"Die! Anemo and I must survive!" Hardivin's face contorted like a demon, and he grabbed his dagger and stabbed Aven in the heart.

"Whew!" Ai disappeared, and Hardiwin stabbed him. Then the lava and the soul eater poured into the cage, turning the poor souls in the cage into food.

"Hey, ruined my show for nothing. The clown knew that there was more important things to do, and he didn't pursue it, so he turned and disappeared into the darkness.

......

"Ahh He was soaked in sweat as if he had had a nightmare, and he looked like he had just been fished back from drowning, greedily sucking in the fresh air outside.

This is a strange hilltop, and in front of it stands Bubu. However, Bubu's appearance is no longer huge, and now it is only half a meter tall.

"Bubu..."The top of the mountain was a little cold, and Evan's mind was still stuck in the nightmare just now.

"The bracelet was shattered and spilled out of magic, and then I sensed your spatial orientation. Bubu's body was getting smaller, "It's up to you, Aven, our contract hasn't been fully concluded, the medium has been broken, and I've just used up the last vestige of Sophia's magic to bring you back..."

“... I've lost my host, and I'm going to turn into a normal rabbit..."Bubu's voice and size grew smaller and smaller.

“... You have to watch out for that enemy... Creatures in the Darks... Very dangerous... Danger..."Bu Bu finished turning into an ordinary little white rabbit, and then it bounced a few times and disappeared into the grass.

......

In the middle of the night, in a dormitory on Hamm Island, Marcas, who had been lying in bed for a long time, gradually woke up. By the light of the moon, Marcus saw the floor by the edge of the bed, sitting with his bald head tilted and dozing off. There was silence all around, except for the sound of drowsiness, except for the sound of insects outside the house.

[Marcas, you're finally awake. Marcas's head suddenly appeared in the form of an old man, who was on crutches, his face buried under the brim of his tattered hat, and he was wearing a tattered old gray cloth shirt, looking like a professional eater at the entrance of the monastery.

"Who, who are you, how do you know my name," Marcus muttered, not knowing if the old man could hear it. He even wondered if he had contracted some kind of schizophrenic disease after spending too much time on the island.

[No, no, no, there is no problem with your sanity, I am a soul sealed in the ring, I have been in this uncivilized indigenous community for centuries, I am glad to have met you, although your qualifications are extremely poor, but much stronger than these natives. 】

"What are you talking about, the soul in the ring?" Marcus remembered the silver ring he had put on before he passed out, and it was now on his index finger, but he couldn't take it off.

[Don't waste your efforts, unless I want you to take it off, otherwise you can't take it off.] 】

"Hey, look at this stupid fork, a guy talking to himself, goo. ”

"That's it, stupid fork, goo. ”

Marcus actually heard a few strange whispers.

"Are you tired of talking about me like that!" Isn't it who is bald left in the room? Marcas grabbed his bald ears and lifted him up.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts... Boss, are you awake?" the bald head grinned as he covered his ears with sore teeth.

[It's not him, it's the two owls by the tree at the door.] 】

"Owls?" Marcus glanced at the doorway, and indeed there were two lewd owls hanging from the tree.

"you!" Marcus picked up a rock and threw it.

"Silly fork, this stupid fork is crazy!" the two owls flapped their wings in unison and flapped.

"Boss, what's the matter, is anyone in the tree?" the bald guy rushed over and looked around vigilantly.

"Nothing, I might have schizophrenia. Marcus cupped his forehead and went back to the house speechless.

Get some sleep, maybe you'll get better tomorrow, Marcas comforted himself as he chewed a soothing herb and fell back asleep.