Under the Blooming Spirit Tree, Nale held the falling Blooming Spirit Flower in his hand, and watched as the flower fell and became a dead thing.

The man sat down on the ground and hung his head.

"Sa...... Liz ......"

Someone saw this scene and let out a cry of fear.

"Ahh He! His flowers are defeated!! There's a ghast coming out to hurt people!! Leave him!! ”

The loud voice made the faces of those present turn white, and the timid people had given up their original plans and began to run towards the outside of the Enchanted Garden, the crowd pushing and shoving each other, and several unlucky guys fell to the ground, trampled by others.

The scene became chaotic in an instant.

"Don't be afraid, everyone! There we are here! ”

The warrior with the arcane straight sword on his back and the rest of the Guardians of Balance came to the Blooming Spirit Tree and began to maintain order, but even so, about half of the people left, and the crowded space suddenly became much more spacious.

After a few steps in front of Nale, Lingjue crouched down, pressed Nale's shoulder, and checked Nale's physical and mental state with mana.

"Please mourn."

At the moment of being comforted by others, Nale raised his tearful face and looked at the young man in front of him with a righteous face.

"My wife...... Sally, she, isn't it...... Isn't it ......"

"There is evil that disturbs her rest and upsets the balance between the two realms, which is why we are here."

Staring at the withered blooming spirit flower in Nale's palm, Lingjue's mood was very heavy, and he withdrew his right hand.

"You'd better get out of here just to be safe."

"No, I'm not leaving, I'm going to see her...... I'm going to tell her that I miss her and I'm willing to forgive her...... Even if I had to do it again, I would be willing to die for her......"

Shaking his head, Lingjue no longer persuaded the hard-working people, but said in a deep voice to the warriors who were willing to follow him and longed to pursue 'balance' together.

"This is just the beginning of the calamity, so spread out to prevent ghasts and spirits from harming innocent people, but if you encounter a spirit with a peaceful temperament, please let it go."

The rest of the people were ordered to disperse, leaving the Spiritual Sense alone to accompany Nael.

As the eldest son of the well-known big family of Shangzan in the north [Aikaxiu Family], Lingjue Aikaxiu has shown a good talent for leadership and combat since he was a child, at the age of twenty-eight, not only the martial arts of the Aikaxiu family have been perfected, but also through the perception of the family holy relic [Arcane Soul Blade], he has created a method of meditation that can penetrate the void and gain insight into the two worlds, and he has also logically inherited the Soul Slaying Sacred Weapon [Arcane Soul Blade] that no one has ever mastered except for his grandfather.

Thanks to the ability to distinguish twilight from light, the Psionic found the culprit for the disruption of the balance between the spiritual and physical realms.

[Turmoil]

Whether it is a spirit in the spiritual realm or a human in the material realm, it is possible to become a source of turmoil, which is also the root idea of 'equilibrium' that he created, and only by quelling the turmoil and restoring balance between the two realms can Ionia maintain stability and harmony.

Whoever becomes a riot will become the object of purification, and the demon who causes chaos on the Blooming Spirit Day is his worst enemy.

On the other side, the swordsman Doron Castro, who was pranayama, saw that the number of people was decreasing, so he stood up and approached the Blossoming Spirit Tree.

The cherry-colored blooming flowers were about to bloom and fell high on the branches, but the swordsman's heart was indescribably irritable.

With so many flowers, which one blooms for itself?

"Master, where the hell are you?"

The restlessness that could not be quelled by pranayama made Duolong deeply suspect that this time the Blooming Spirit Energy Saving could not find the Blooming Spirit Flower that belonged to the master.

Time passed in the search, the voice passed, seeing the sky getting dark, one after another closed flower bones made Doron understand that his action this time was probably going to be in vain, but before the curtain call, he was not ready to give up.

A new group of Frenching participants arrived in the Enchanted Garden, including the Ionians who left during the day because of the flower failure, many of whom successfully gave their relatives a rest through the Flower Bloom, which gave them a little more luck, and the flower defeat did not cause any turmoil, so they chose to look for another opportunity before the end of the night.

"It's so late, but the number of people has not decreased, but has increased."

Yuzuki frowned, and she had a bad premonition.

Hundreds of Ionians with lanterns surrounded the Blossoming Spirit Tree, and the warm light of the fire did not bring a trace of warmth to the warriorwoman, but made the setting moon feel chills all over.

Seems to have a lot of familiar faces?

"There are already three hundred blooming spirit flowers, more than six times the number of withered spirit flowers, and a whole day has passed, but nothing has happened?"

Lester reflected on Ogman's experience and fell into deep thought.

The cat man boy successfully bid farewell to his father through the blooming spirit flower, and helped his mother find an answer from his father that he had been pursuing, which was a smooth thing, so why did he feel heart palpitations?

However, the tattered blooming spirit flower in Nale's palm did not bring him discomfort.

Did you overlook something?

"I remember that the plague of the flower defeat five years ago seems to be after the flower defeat, it was the ghasts that could possess the body and the spirits of the spiritual realm who created the attack, right?"

"That's right, to be exact, after the defeat of the Blooming Spirit Flower, the fallen Blooming Spirit Flower was used as a medium to let the ghasts wandering in the spiritual realm possess the people who prayed, creating killing and chaos, which is also the reason why many people are afraid of the defeat of the flowers, compared to being attacked by spirits, they are more afraid of being possessed by ghasts."

"Then this time, why didn't there be a ghast to possess after the flower defeat?"

"I, I don't know ...... either"

"Something is wrong, something is wrong, where have all the ghasts gone? Let's go, let's go find Nale and Ogerman! ”

……

Passing by the spirit consciousness with the soul blade in his body, Duolong, who continued to look for the blooming spirit flower, was hit by the oncoming man, the swordsman was fine, but the man fell to the ground with a 'plop', his face smashed straight to the ground, and he was motionless.

Lingjue turned his head and looked at the two people who were entangled, and always felt that the man who fell to the ground was somewhat familiar, so he couldn't help but pause and look at it twice.

"Are you alright?"

There was no response, and the man who fell to the ground just lay motionless on the ground.

"Just fall, as a man, you have to be stronger, I apologize to you."

Frowning, Doron pulled the man up, only to find that the man had lost his breath.

At this moment, the man's face was pale with snow, and he looked very terrible.

His face changed, and Lingjue walked to the man's side in a few steps, and touched his neck without saying a word.

"He fell to his death, it's none of my business."

"I know."

Duolong, who hated trouble, explained, but found that the little head who led a group of people had a very ugly face, so he couldn't help but ask more.

"How the hell did he die? Who can break their face like this with a single fall? ”

"His soul is long gone, it's just a walking corpse."

"And how can he still walk?"

"I see, I see...... It's good to steal beams and change pillars with one hand. ”

Lingjue's face became more and more ugly.

"Can you speak human language?"

"It's too late."

Holding down Duolong's shoulder, knowing that the swordsman had never found the Blooming Spirit Flower that belonged to his relatives, Lingjue said in a deep voice.

"Things have reached the worst, please follow me."

Gritting his teeth, Doron still kept up with the spiritual sense of self-care.

Three more praying Ionians passed by the two of them, and after passing the white-faced man who had fallen to the ground, they slowly left as if they had not seen anything.

Under the orders of the Psychics, the Guardians of Equilibrium made a new move, and some of the warriors quickly left the Enchanted Garden.

Under the Blooming Spirit Tree, Nalor looked down at the fallen Blooming Spirit Flower in his hand with a vacant gaze, and his heart was like ashes.

"Ogman, don't wait for me."

“……”

"Ogerman?"

Raising his head, the cat man boy was sitting cross-legged in front of him at the moment, his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep, he couldn't persuade Nale to let go of the past, so he could only comfort the man with companionship.

"You're also tired from the day, so it's better to rest."

Lester and Yuzuki ran to Nael's side, nodded and said hello to the two, and Nale continued to sit on the ground.

"Ogerman?"

[He, already, is dead. 】

The hand reaching for the cat's ear froze in mid-air.

The bluebird above his head gave the answer directly, and Lester froze in place, looking at the gray cat ears that were drooping down and could no longer stand up, and his heart twitched.

Although we have only known each other for a short time,

But he still liked this honest and reliable Vasaya boy very much, he also called himself a master, and learned a lot of knowledge and martial arts from himself, and also shared many of his own little secrets with himself, including Omi Kayalan and his grandmother Sharui, who belonged to the secret of the Vastaya race.

However, it was still a step too late.

Unconsciously, in the blink of an eye, in a trance...... And the man died.

This time, it is not the people who are affected, but the people who are blooming.

From the very beginning, the demons hidden behind the scenes changed the rules of the Frencher's Day and counted everyone into it.

Including yourself.

He was supposed to go to the festival of the blooming soul in the village, and he took him out of the village of Praia, and then left him in the Enchanted Garden of Precidian forever......

"Liszt?"

Instead of responding to the worried call of the warrior beside him, Lester just bent down and touched the head of the cat-man boy with his usual smile.

This time, the originally warm and soft fluff lost its temperature and became a little cold.

Since then, there has never been a gray cat that calls itself Master Liszt with a 'meow'......

"Get a good night's sleep, the master will get justice for you."

"What's going on?"

Nale finally realized that something was wrong and wanted to stand up, but his legs were too numb because he sat cross-legged for a long time, and he fell directly to the ground.

Xiyue pressed her hand on Ogman's neck, her face changed, and she said coldly with murderous aura.

"He's dead."

"Dead, dead? How can it be!? ”

"Let's go, go find the Psychics."

Lester, whose expression returned to indifference, turned around and left, Yuzuki quickly followed, and Nahler also wanted to follow, but after seeing the cat-man boy who had accompanied him all afternoon, he stopped and sat down again.

This time, he put down the Broken Blooming Spirit Flower that he had been holding for a day in his hand, and took up the cold hand of the Vasaya boy.

He stayed with him all afternoon, and now, it was his turn.

……

The Hall of Eternity, the brightly lit Hall of Reincarnation.

Xiu Pan sat on the futon, staring at the ever-bright lamp, seemingly silent, but in fact heaven and man were at war.

[Evil is restless, we should take the initiative to drive out evil and guard the harmony of the nascent land!] 】

[Don't forget Karma's duty, everything has its own operating rules, we should not interfere in any way, the most we can do is prophecy, and powerful forces should not be used to break the rules. 】

[If I don't make a move tonight, many Ionians will die, and they will call us 'Karma', not for me to die without help!] 】

[Xiu, this is their fate, and it is also Karma's heavenly law, and it must not be violated!

The reason why there is Karma in the Newborn Land is because Karma will honor the will of the Ionian Soul, and we cannot be above the Ionian Soul, which will only bring endless disasters!

As Kalmar, you should do what Kalmar should do well! 】

【…… You're right. 】

There was a flash of blood in the night sky,

Outside the hall, the warrior monk of Shuoji Temple raised his right hand, stopped in front of the door, and gently put it down, sighing.

Inside the hall, Karma, the soul of Ionia, closed his eyes, folded his hands, and purified the six roots.

The hall of eternity, the heavy door slowly closed, the stubborn and cold door latch used the most tactful way, refused all visitors, after a few screams, there were a few more pools of blood outside the gate, a few scattered body fragments.

At the time of the fall of the moon, Presidium, who had already rested, was met with the most terrible calamity.

Hundreds of people who had experienced the Blossoming Rite fell without warning, and the dissipated souls became food for the possessed demons.

After devouring the host's soul, the ghast hatchling, which had long been parasitic, successfully dominated the host's cold body and opened its blood-red eyes.

The nails turned into blades, the body was alienated by the energy of the spiritual realm, and the scales and terrible scarlet carapace grew, just like the legendary demons, the monsters began to kill everything they saw in front of them, and there were many people who didn't like to close the door were directly killed by the monsters that broke in, and the flesh and blood were devoured, becoming the power of the demons.

All kinds of spirits hidden in the shadows emerge from the spiritual realm, attacking humans and harvesting life in strange laughter.

The patrolling militia and the warriors who maintained order soon had a group of terrible enemies, and the lives of each other passed quietly under the gaze of the Mother of Masks, and the blood flowed on the beautiful land, nourishing the sprouts that had not yet broken the ground.

The chaos spread like a plague, and the peaceful Presidium became a brutal battlefield in an instant.

And the real core place is in the Enchanted Garden, where the Blooming Spirit Tree is located.

Within ten seconds of the fall of the Blooming Spirit Tree, the boundary between the spiritual realm and the material realm of the Magic Garden was completely broken, and with the fallen Blooming Spirit Flower as the array, the powerful energy that had been planned for a long time formed an enchantment, surrounding all the lives left in the Magic Garden, and the membrane emitting chaotic light became an indestructible barrier, neither allowed to enter nor exit.

The people who fell to the ground sat up and turned into monsters, screaming one after another, but the boatman Nale, who was ignorant of the riot that had taken place, stared blankly at the cat-man boy who suddenly opened his blood-red eyes in front of him, and hugged the boy's slender body with joy.

"Great, Ogerman, it's great that you're okay......"

With his chin resting on the one-eyed man's shoulder, the soul-robbed boy opened his terrible canine teeth and was about to bite down on the neck of his prey and drink blood, but he heard the man's firm and gentle voice.

"Don't be afraid, Ogerman, I'll protect you...... I couldn't protect my wife, I lost her, but I didn't want to die and lose my friend again. ”

A demon looked at his companion suspiciously, as if he was a little unsure whether the companion's arms were alive, and was about to go up to check, but saw the hideousness in his companion's eyes, hesitated, the demon still chose to leave, looking for other prey.

The cat-man boy's mouth slowly closed, and the mutated hands flattened, and after driving away his kind, a familiar and unfamiliar name echoed in the boy's mind.

"O'...... Case...... Man ......"

"Yes...... Who? ”