......

The leopard-faced witch looked stiff, exhaled a white cold air, and walked towards this side step by step with old steps.

As for Sigurt himself, it was as if he was imprisoned by some inexplicable force, and he could no longer move.

Drops of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down his forehead, and his eyes looked straight at the leopard-faced witch who was walking towards him step by step.

A panicked force has descended!

"Help me take care of my child and don't scare him. The leopard-faced witch walked up to Sieg and smiled eerily, "Friendly reminder, if you let him wake up, you're doomed." ”

"Huh?" Sieg wondered. He felt as if his throat was blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound, so he could only make a sound through his nose.

"Hey, let's go find the next unlucky guy. Find the person who willingly took the child. The leopard-faced witch looked relieved, and then reached out a pair of boring hands to Sigurd's face.

These hands, the skin is dry and sticky to the bones, full of yellow-brown markings, and they look like people who are about to die!

Sieg's eyes widened, and he tried his best to mobilize the blood power in his body, but he found that he couldn't move at all.

Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang.

All he could hear was the rapid beating of his own heart, and his breathing that kept shaking.

The next moment, the sky swirled and it was dark.

Consciousness collapsed, and Sieg gradually passed out.

......

After an unknown amount of time, Sigurd's eyes blinked dimly, and his vision gradually turned from blurry to clear, and what greeted him was a huge river with rolling yellow waves, and the white mist around him that had not completely dissipated.

A stone bridge crosses the yellow river. The wide swampy fields around are deserted and inhabited, and everything seems quiet.

Standing at the head of the bridge, Sieg suddenly realized that he seemed to be holding something in his hand, and when he looked down, he was standing on the spot.

"Baby?!" At this moment, in Siggy's arms, it was a cold baby corpse!

The corpse was stiff and its face was distorted.

It's hard to imagine that a newborn baby would have such extreme negative emotions.

Sieg stared at the baby in his arms, reached out and looked at his palm, and then the whole person was not well......

This hand...... It's the hand of the leopard-faced witch!

Shriveled and covered with brown age spots, without a trace of life, it seems that it may die of old age at any time.

"I ...... It seems to have become her. Sigurt endured the horror of the drastic change and began to recall the scene before he fell unconscious.

"The world filled with white fog before should have been projected into hell by our dreams. And I didn't want to be a prey to the devils, so I made a wish to leave the dream world to the House of All Worlds, and at the same time agreed to the other party's wish. Sieg looked at the cold baby corpse in his arms, and his face was puzzled: "Now it seems that I have indeed left the original world, but ......"

He felt that the scene seemed a little familiar now.

Da-da-da-da

In the mushroom forest ahead, it seems that a team of people and horses have walked out at this moment.

At the head of the group was a young poisonous fire demon, who sat high on the back of the Nightmare Beast, his eyes showing appreciation, looking at the scenery on both sides of the river.

Behind this young poisonous fire demon is followed by rows of armies of evil spirits armed with weapons. They were a little tired, but they had to keep pace under the whip of the small leaders who oversaw them, and at the back of the line seemed to be escorting something.

The team was rapidly approaching Sig's side.

However, after seeing the face of the young poisonous fire demon, Sieg could no longer be calm.

The man...... It's yourself!!

Can you imagine this eerie picture, yourself...... I saw another self!

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Sig's mind, and finally summed up a vein.

"I seem to have gone back in time. "The previous scenes are connected, and Seeger can probably guess some truths.

"The hell surrounded by mist seems to be two parallel worlds to the world of gluttony. But my timeline in the world of gluttony follows the path, and in the timeline of the world of mist, it goes backwards. ”

"In other words, I traveled all the way to the Gluttonous World on a normal timeline, attending the Gala Party at the Flame Demon Festival, and then falling asleep. Sleep into the world where hell and dreams meet. Then go against the timeline, find the House of Ten Thousand Worlds all the way, complete a wish transaction, and then cross the boundary membrane of the world and return to the world of gluttony...... It's just that the timeline has been completely reversed. ”

Sieg has finally connected the general threads of this.

It's like a rectangle, with the sides on either side being the timeline of the two worlds, and the upper and lower sides being the intersection of the two worlds.

Sig first walked along the sideline on the right, which is the timeline of the Gluttonous World, all the way to the Fire Demon Capital, attended the Fire Demon Gala Dinner, and then fell asleep.

After falling asleep, you pass through the edge of the rectangle, which is the intersection of dreams and gluttony, and enter the misty world of hell.

Then, against the wind, he followed the border line on the left side of the rectangle and turned backwards all the way back to the House of Ten Thousand Worlds, where he completed a transaction.

Finally, through the wish made through this transaction, he returned to the world of gluttony through the border line below the rectangle.

It's just that although he has returned to the world of gluttony, time has also returned to the past.

This circle of trajectory is circled down, just forming a closed rectangle!

And he himself became the leopard-faced witch at the beginning.

......

Woo.

The corpse of the baby in his arms suddenly let out a slight moan, which immediately startled Siggy.

"This baby...... Still alive?" Seeger was a little unsure, as he was holding the baby at the moment, and it felt like he was holding a piece of ice, and it was cold everywhere he touched.

Before Sieg could think about it, in an instant, an incomparably powerful coercion suddenly descended and weighed heavily on him.

Sigur seemed to have swapped bodies with the leopard-faced witch, and his current old body didn't even have blood, so there was no room for resistance at all.

It felt like the heart had been gouged out and put under a hammer, hammered hard, and it was very uncomfortable.

"Take good care of him, don't let him wake up, or you'll be finished." Sig remembered what the leopard-faced witch had said to him earlier, and looked at the baby in his arms with a look of horror.

He hurriedly patted the baby lightly on the back, hummed a lullaby, and carefully paced back and forth.

"This baby...... It shouldn't be an ordinary creature. Sieg examined the baby in his arms. He noticed that the back of the baby's head had another face!

It was the face of an adult man, with his eyes closed and his face distorted, as if with monstrous resentment.

Sigurt held the baby in a dilemma as if he was holding a ticking time bomb.

The plot will always come as agreed.

At this time, the evil spirit army that came out of the mushroom forest also noticed the black-robed strange man pacing at the bridge.

At that moment, several evil spirits came out of the line with spears and walked over.

The evil spirits didn't seem to realize anything, and they only regarded this as an ordinary clearance, and one of them immediately said with a fierce look, "Get out of here, old woman." ”

As he spoke, he stabbed him with his gun.

At this sting, Sieg felt that the baby in his arms seemed to be stimulated by something, and the movements suddenly became intense, and he actually let out a cry.

Suddenly, a terrifying force descended on Sieg, causing him to feel a trace of fear on the soul level.

"Get out of here!" Sigur shouted in a hoarse voice, revealing a pair of eyes as cold as knives.

But it was too late.

The terrifying power emanated from the baby's body, like a sound wave, rolling and rippling with endless killing power.

The crest of the wave is like a knife, and the trough is like a sword.

It's still the same plot, it's still the same ending