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The image of Remilia crossing the desert is fed back to the surface of the Sea of Sin, and there is also a picture of Yakumo Murasaki and Kazami Yuka fighting the gods next to it. On the other side of the sea of sin are the laid-back Yayi Yonglin and the sleeping Pache Noregi.

Having absorbed a large amount of black light, Calamity seemed to have regained some strength and looked less tired.

"What a day of bad luck. "Woe Tian seems to have some sense of it, and these stories are chaotic like fragments going on at the same time.

"That is also your own doing. "The dream of the evil spirit will not give the disaster a good look when he is awake, it can be regarded as a slight tsundere.

"That's not what I want. "Woe Tian's somewhat chaotic brain flashed a lot of miscellaneous memories.

"Oh?" Scourge squinted at the somewhat confused face.

"Alas......" Disaster Tian shook his head as if he wanted to throw away this dizziness, but his head seemed to be even more dizzy, "I said that the bell is still tied to the bell." ”

"Isn't that what I said to Pache Li?" Scourge Dream seemed to think of something else.

"Well, of course, that's fine. Calamity rubbed his temples and sighed softly, "What level of destruction do you think requires so much divinity? It's just a hole?" Calamity smiled a little mysteriously, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be able to hook people's souls.

Calamity was silent, but there was confusion in her eyes.

After all, she also knew that the number of gods who invaded this time was still a lot, so there should be a lot of divinity. It should be enough to use these divinities to patch even a hole the size of a small world, no, it should be far exceeded.

"Someone's looking for our trouble, and he's a pretty tricky guy. "Kamisten brushed his hair with his hand, obviously also a problem with the long hair.

"Scourge God?" The first thing that came to mind was the most mysterious of all true gods.

"Nope. Calamity shook his head and denied the Calamity Dream Method, "Calamity God has a liberal attitude towards almost everything, and will only wait for the final result. In other words, unless the conditions are met, the god of evil will not interfere. ”

"And who is it?" "Misfortune Dream understands that Calamity must have a clue, so she doesn't want to bother with any more brains.

"Unknown guys. "Scourge said something that made the Scourge Spirit's dream unworkable.

"The body is unknown?" Scourge Soul Dream suddenly felt that sages like to talk and talk half and leave half to hang.

"yes, I even suspect that guy is in Gensokyo. The way Gensokyo enchantment is broken is really weird. In a normal way, an enchantment is simply broken by force from the outside, or an enchantment is broken down by inverse deduction of the enchantment equation from the inside. Either way, however, the barrier is unlikely to become the eerie way it is still functioning. To put it bluntly, it is impossible for a human being to lose all his flesh and blood and become a skeleton and live, but the facts are in front of him. The voice of the calamity was puzzled.

"Human beings can survive only the flesh and blood of the brain and heart, and even the heart can be replaced. "Scourge Dream uttered a bloody speech that was completely inconsistent with the appearance of a young child.

"I know this, but ......" Disaster Heaven couldn't be happy when he thought about the enchantment that looked completely complete, but was actually just an empty shelf. If it weren't for the original dungeon's realm-breaking behavior, they wouldn't have been aware of the fact that the barrier had become an empty shelf.

In other words, Gensokyo is not defended at all! It can be easily infiltrated from any place, and the barrier has lost its protective effect at all. This is no longer explained by loopholes, it is simply that everything in this barrier has been completely broken and exploited in reverse. Those who can crack the "Tao" and ignore the realm......

Calamity glanced at the Calamity Dream next to him: "......"

"If it's you, can you do it?" said Calamity, looking directly at the Scourge Dream.

"Yes, the mourning family has a part of your soul, and it is not difficult to crack the "Tao" at all, and the mourning family itself can also control certain realms. The outermost enchantment of Gensokyo is not much difficult for the mourning family to not let you and Yakumo Zi find out after cracking, the focus is on time. This time...... It's going to be a long time. "The Scourge Dream is very clear.

"Also, it didn't take long for you to split your soul. Calamity also sighed slightly, the situation of the enchantment clearly lasted for a long time, and it may have existed before that shattered night, that is to say, it may have existed before the birth of the Calamity Dream.

"By the way, are you really okay without clothes?"

“......”

"Huh?"

Evil Spirit Dream 100 times friendship and face-breaking fist!

K.O！

"Why didn't I notice these trivial things until now? "Calamity seems to be dissatisfied with Calamity's out-of-the-box thinking, and of course it's a little immune.

"Because...... When you think about things, your brain automatically ignores them......" Woe Tian complained with a dark circle under his eyes.

"Oh, have you figured out who it is?"

"I couldn't figure it out at all, so I gave up. ”

“=。 =#”

"The conditions are not enough! it is useless to think about it, it is better to ......"

"Why not as good as what?"

"Think of something that is good for your physical and mental health, like the giant ...... Lan Sanae just now"

Woe Spirit Dream 10,000 times friendship fist!

K.O！

"Alas......" Woe Spirit Dream rubbed her forehead with a rare sigh, and then dragged a "panda".

"The mourners feel that you have always been weak, at least it will not be a scourge. The word "scourge" is deliberately accented, which seems to have a different meaning.

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble!" said in surrender with two panda eyes raised above his head with his hands.

"Remilia is in the midst of a blood trial, Yakumo is trying to collect divinity, and all of you in Gensokyo are trying to fight against foreign enemies, so it's not an easy time. "Calamity easily hugged the Scourge Dream with his backhand, and the Evil Spirit Dream didn't resist.

"What are you going to do?" Scourge Dream looked at Calamity at a 45-degree angle.

"Well, you're almost done with what you want to do, and the rest is just the finishing touches. If you put too many flags, you'll die. But first, let's help Remilia pass her blood test. Scourge looked relaxed on his smile.

"Why don't you help those mortals in the Calamity Realm first?"

"What is the difference between a mortal who cannot be awakened alive and dead?"

"Are you sending them to their deaths?"

There was a hint of sadness in the eyes of the "......" Disaster Heaven that was hidden by the divine light, which formed a strong contrast with the smile.

"You have always had a clear purpose in doing things, and the mourners don't want to say anything nice. It's just that you'd better remember that the mourning family is now also in your human form, remember to exercise the rights of the master. With that, the Evil Spirit Dream disappeared in a bumble. It's just that in the eyes of the last glance, it is dark and can't see clearly.

"I've seen through it.,It seems that there's a part of my soul after all.,Disaster Dream.。 Calamity closed his eyes and said something of unknown significance.

"Tarot cards can't land outside Gensokyo!"

"But sure enough, I can't sit idly by and watch the death of my compatriots. Woe Tian still showed a wry smile.

"Come out, my past, my past, [I]!"

The sea of sin rises one person after another, male or female, hideous or lovely. They have no qualifications to become gods, and some are even just cowards who are more mortal than mortals. Countless memories, countless pasts, and countless sins spread in this sea of sin. They are not derived from different times, but exist as an independent ontology. At this moment, it finally reappeared with the power of that black light!

They are all weaklings who are played with by the times, puppets manipulated by the true gods, and starring in every tragedy!

"O [I], tragedy cannot continue! Give ...... to those who have a true will Hopefully, I will bear this last despair!"

One by one, the people of the Sea of Sin knelt down reverently, and what they had not done was finally something that someone could do. They had all fought against the true gods before they turned into calamities, and they were ancient gods with true will. Now they have a common name, the traitors who rebel against the true God - the devil!

They have been glorious!

But they ...... It's been so long since everything has become strange!

If it weren't for the black light that awakened the deeper secrets, they might still be reincarnated again and again.

But now everything is different, and they remember the glory of the past.

――――――――――――I'm the lovely dividing line――――――――――

Above the pillar, Joan of Arc felt this glory one after another, and the pillar at the bottom emitted a faint golden light. The sparkling light even dispelled Joan of Arc's obscurantist black aura once again, and became shining again. The edges of the pillars are engraved with countless graphic subtitles by these golden lights, as if recording these glorious pasts. Joan of Arc's black sword was also covered with a golden inscription, shining like a beating heart.

Tears welled up in Joan of Arc's widening eyes.

"Even in despair, my glory will not be dusted!"

"Even if this holiness is defiled, my will will not waver!"

......

It's a long time ago, but it's as if it's close to your ears. Obviously despair is so deep, so heavy! How can we maintain ourselves under that level of despair, maintain that glory that is enough to shine!

The Evil Spirit Dream watched the upper end of the pillar continue to improve and become beautiful, and the tragic scenes were engraved on the edge of the pillar with black pictures and texts, making the pillar live like a totem. However, this level of grief is enough to make you use fifty percent of your strength.

I can help you with that.

Grief can break a person, but it can also make a person strong.

Dance to the music of mourning, O mournful one!

The Dream of Misfortune danced a sacrificial dance, with an ethereal figure and no clothing.

Everyone who fought in the Calamity Realm heard the sound of this light man's dancing steps, and their tense heartstrings were like the coolest new springs.

The helpless man clutched his weapon again, and the dying man closed his eyes peacefully. Angry roars are mixed with cries, and the timid feel courage and hope that they have never felt before. The numb man remembered the first bloody oath, and under the flames of death were a pair of determined eyes.

Why do you have a weapon?

Why chase the shadow of death?

The wounded ghost swordsman remembered the eyes of hope at home waiting for him to return, and the one-armed man who clenched his weapon struggled to his feet. He is an orphan, so he keeps a group of orphans.

"I'm sorry, I can't go back. But, at least, you can live!"

"I want to live!"

The ghost swordsman untied his shackles, felt the rage of blood, and performed an awakening at the cost of his life!

The blood light that rushed to the sky illuminated the heavens and the earth.

The blood shattered the flesh and bones, and the cruel and bloodthirsty face finally fell...... A tear.

A laser flashed across the tear.

A delicate mage clung to the tall war golem and sanctuated under the charged laser.

The uncle with the big gun held back the tears swirling in the corners of his eyes and continued to roar and attack other enemies. A rose with a pierced heart appeared in his scope.

The blood-stained smile detonated the bombs all over his body without any hesitation.

The firelight confused the rescued boy, and the weeping roar was completely drowned out in the roar. The boy no longer cares about death, and attacks and attacks again and again!

Sou!

An arrow pierced his brain.

He remembered the oath the two of them had taken before they set out.

Definitely come back!

......

Calamity was also feeling the pictures brought by the sacrificial dance of Calamity Dream, and said with a smile: "Let's go!"

The sea of sin was submerged one after another, going to that battlefield, to help those compatriots who were fighting death. The sacrificial dance of the Evil Spirit Dream did not stop, and gracefully transcended the realm of this word. Calamity looked at the figure above the pillar and muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "Thank you." ”