"Here, it's not Earth anymore."

Looking at the sky, Fujiwara Takuya said with great certainty, after all, the sky of the earth could not be this dark blood-like color, and then looked at the flowers on the other side of the mountains and fields around him, thinking back to the monster just now, he could almost determine what kind of place this was.

Hell, or the underworld, the underworld, the Yellow Springs, or whatever.

A kingdom of the dead.

Takuya Fujiwara confirmed his situation for the first time.

"The heartbeat exists, there is temperature, it is the touch of the flesh, and it should not be dead yet."

It was supposed to be a blessing to have entered the realm of the dead as a living man, but his attention was drawn to something else.

Just an inexplicable instinct, he opened his hand, and then a red orange flame emerged from his palm, covering his entire arm in the blink of an eye.

A blazing arm, but he didn't feel any burning pain, and was able to control the flames.

There is no doubt that he has now become a transcendent being, and the feeling of exploding expansion of his body before has naturally disappeared since entering this world, without any discomfort, but feeling that his body is lighter than before countless times.

Sweeping around, Takuya Fujiwara's gaze stayed not far away.

The clothes he was familiar with were exactly the same as those he was wearing, and it was supposed to be a prisoner who had been swept into this world with him.

He walked over slowly, turning the body over.

"Dead."

To put it bluntly, the prisoner had already stopped breathing, and judging by his painful expression and exploding abdomen, he should have died before he made it to this world.

If you die in hell, won't your soul have to go through the torture of the Santu River?

The whim that popped into his mind paused for a moment, but he had no desire to delve into the question.

Finding a place with lush flowers on the other side and throwing the body in, he continued to walk around.

He, the prisoner, Lucia, and later the soldiers were all swept in by the mirror, and since one had been found so close, it was likely that the others were not far away.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to find several more corpses, which belonged to the soldiers who came later, but the strange thing was that these soldiers did not have any wounds on their bodies, and their still vigilant expressions looked like they had lost their lives before they could react to what had happened.

"Aren't mortals allowed to go to hell?"

He remembered what the monster had said, and it seemed that his luck was good, if he had been affected for a longer period of time, he would have blown himself up like the prisoner, or become a lump of flesh like the monster, and if it had been shorter, he would have died the same moment as the soldiers in the moment of entering hell.

Throwing the corpses into the flowers on the other side, he continued to walk down, this time he finally saw the living.

The prisoner in prison uniform, the ragdoll cat he is most familiar with, and...

"Huh?"

Takuya Fujiwara looked at the creature that confronted them, or should I say the dead thing.

Huge knee-length arms, rotten and hollow bodies, ugly faces with sharp-beaked monkey gills...

This is obviously not a trait that humans should have, but rather a monster designed after a monkey in a horror game.

"Youkai?"

And it's a monster that exists in hell, looking at his rotten body, it's obvious that he should have died a long time ago, but it's still alive and kicking in hell.

The prisoners and the Ragdoll were apparently as transcendent as he was, so they had been able to survive the monster's attacks until now, and even in his observations, they had the upper hand.

Takuya Fujiwara watched quietly for a while, and only after confirming that it was indeed the human side that had the upper hand did he get up from the ground and rush over calmly.

A line of fire flashed.

Takuya Fujiwara, who wrapped his whole body in flames, rushed straight to the location of the youkai like a fiery chariot.

"It's a train!"

He heard the youkai's frightened screams, but he rushed even faster, his flaming fist slamming into the youkai's rotting body.

"Zizizi!"

Like the sound of roasting meat, rotting flesh does not produce much grease, but it will also be damaged by the flames, or even worse.

The light of the fire penetrated directly through the monster's body and emerged from behind it.

"Ahhh!!h

In the midst of the monster's terrible screams, Takuya Fujiwara jumped up to the prisoners after a step, he just made a stand and lowered the vigilance of the Ragdolls, no more was necessary.

"This is..."

The Ragdoll looked at the flames on his body in surprise: "You have become a transcendent?!" ”

The tone of surprise was as if he had never expected this scene.

Fujiwara Takuya nodded flatly, and from what he observed just now, he found that they didn't seem to have any extraordinary abilities other than the great enhancement of their physical fitness.

"Since I came in, there has been, this world, only transcendent people should be able to survive, right?"

"That being said, we're all just physically strengthened."

The Ragdoll furrowed her eyebrows in confusion: "Even those extraordinary priests of the Special Department of Intelligence..."

He was about to say something, but was interrupted by a sudden scream.

It's that monster, even if it is punched through the chest by Takuya Fujiwara, it still doesn't die, it looks at Takuya Fujiwara vigilantly, and there is more horror in its eyes.

"You're a train, why is the train here?!"

The monster's horrified gaze was as if he had seen some familiar, terrifying creature, but Fujiwara Takuya was sure he had never seen this monster.

Train?

It only took him a little thought to understand the reason for the yokai's misunderstanding, and the train is a type of yokai in Japanese legend, a 'fire car' that transports sinners to hell.

The way he was rushing down the hill with flames all over his body did look like a 'train', but I don't know what this youkai would be so sure about.

After hesitating for a moment, he didn't refute it, because he liked the name very much.

The flat expression rose slightly: "Train?" Nice name, did I have a speed of 150 yards just now? ”

"Why do Hades Hime's men dare to appear here!"

The youkai roared angrily, but now his roar was more of a means of hiding his fear.

"This is the territory occupied by Lord Qingming, are you rashly intruding into Lord Qingming's territory to find death?"

The threat of stubble, but Takuya Fujiwara was slightly stunned.

"Lady Harumi?"

Several of the other prisoners had similar expressions, and for the Japanese, the name Harumi usually refers to a person, one of the most famous onmyoji in history.

They were stunned, but the Ragdoll was blind, and he walked up with a friendly smile.

"Can you explain to us what happened between Hades and Harumi-sama?"