163 Good night, Kamiya River

The head swallowed Kamiyagawa into his mouth.

The wet fat tongue rolls, and the dark teeth are gesturing to chew.

Not to be outdone, Kamiya threw down two peculiar plant seeds with a green glimmer before being bitten by the Lord.

This thing was picked up in the well of Inuming Pass before.

[Source of the disease: A strange plant seed born in the sea of bones in the mountain of corpses, which seems to be emitting the miasma of the blight.] After taking it, it will suffer from a disease that has no root cause. ]

While leaving the source of the disease, Kamiya's other hand began to pour the white powder from the human skin pocket.

The human skin pouch is the trophy after killing the Fat Powder Fairy.

The white fat powder in it can erode the skin and decay the flesh.

Kamiyagawa has always been heavy.

Almost all the white fat powder left in the human skin pocket was spilled out by him, filling the mouth of the big head.

Starting from the C-level ceiling fat powder fairy, even if it is picked up as garbage, the effect is extraordinary.

The white fat powder quickly corroded the walls of the mouth, the tongue, and even the hard black teeth began to rot and loosen.

And Kamiyagawa itself does not have the ability to resist this high-strength corrosive powder.

His own body was stained with white powder, and his skin was also peeled off, and his flesh melted away.

Accompanied by pain in the heart.

But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, Kamiya doesn't plan to live.

If you can fill the output before you die, you will earn blood!

Enduring the sharp pain of the festering flesh and blood on his body, Kamiyagawa summoned Yang Thunder at the last moment.

After that, use his body containing the breath of yang and thunder as a guide to detonate the kidney water yin thunder!

This trick is called Heaven and Earth Tongshou!

In his sight, an intense blazing white light flashed.

Kamiyagawa immediately disconnected from the world of weird talk.

……

The head was corroded by the white fat powder, and rolled up and down in the air in pain, screaming incessantly.

After a few seconds, the massive skulls scattered into clusters of human head balloons, collapsing in all directions.

Not waiting for all the balloons to disperse.

Bang!

A huge explosion sounded from the air, accompanied by a terrifying flash of thunder and lightning, and a splash of white powder shaking off.

More than 100 balloons with human heads at the center of the explosion wailed and disappeared.

……

The real world.

Kamiyagawa woke up from his hotel bed again.

The experience of this death was actually terrible.

It was swallowed into its mouth by the big head in the air, and stirred by its slippery tongue;

。 It was rotten by the heavy white fat powder, and the flesh and blood were rotted.

Therefore, the bad feelings brought by the resurrection of the deceased are quite strong.

Kamiyagawa sat on the bed and took several deep breaths before slowly calming down.

After calming down, the first thing he did was reach for his phone.

But unfortunately, I didn't see a kill hint about the big head.

"Isn't this dead?"

Kamiyagawa is a little lost, but not much.

The feeling that the big head gave him was stronger than that of the dog god of Inu Naruto.

In the past, when the Great White Dog was retreated, it was completed by relying on the self-explosion of the thunder method, the increase of the power of the ghosts and gods, and the closed reservoir terrain that had a great effect on the strengthening of the yin and thunder.

"Actually, even if I feel my own feelings, even if the self-explosion just now hits the big head, it may not be able to directly treat it......"

It is precisely because of this that Kamiya has just consumed all the "garbage" on his body without reservation.

The two [Epidemic Source Species] are actually swallowed by the Great Head, and they can attach a rootless disease state to it.

And the whole bag of white fat powder has visibly rotted away the tissues inside the mouth of the floating head.

Under the effect of these two props, the head has to shed his skin even if he doesn't die.

It can only be said that Kamiya's ability to seize opportunities is quite strong.

And decisive enough.

The Great Head is not dead now, and after suffering a loss, it will definitely not be stupid to swallow Kamiyagawa again.

That moment was probably the only time it was possible to fill its mouth with the [source of the disease] and a whole bag of white fat powder.

If you miss it, you won't have it.

And such an opportunity, Kamiyagawa seized.

That's good.

"Wait for the new dead paper man to refresh, just log on to the game and check the state of that big head."

Thinking so, Kamiyagawa set the alarm clock by moving back eight hours according to the time he first logged into the game tonight.

Then he collapsed back on the bed.

"It's a little tired, really."

Just like hanging up, the fatigue accumulated from logging into the strange world will also be fed back to Kamiyagawa's real body in small amounts.

Tonight he was on the trumpet twice, went through two big battles, and died twice.

Physically and mentally exhausted.

Not long after lying down again, Kamiya fell asleep.

After he fell asleep, a long time passed.

There was a slight reddish stirring on the side of the bed, and Miss Mary emerged from it

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。 Body.

The telephone demon dragged the knife and squatted down gently on the edge of the bed, without making a sound.

After that, he just quietly watched Kamiyagawa, who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Mary's time as a Shikigami was still very short.

However, in the past few days, she has been getting along with Kamiya day and night, but she has deepened her understanding of her beloved.

From Mary's point of view, Kamiyagawa has been busy.

Shuttling between two different worlds, working hard, really hard.

Mary couldn't understand why her beloved was so desperate to explore that dangerous world.

Such a question may only be understood after becoming as smart as Satoru.

After staring at it for a while, Mary's face, which had few obvious expressions, unconsciously revealed a little distressed look.

She leaned forward slightly, moving closer to Kamiyagawa on the bed.

Then reach out and gently touch Kamiya's hair.

"Whew-"

Miss Mary opened her mouth in a rare way, making a subtle mutter.

She suddenly wanted to get closer to Kamiyagawa.

Like the night the pact was made.

That night, Miss Mary was close to Kamiyagawa and could feel something throbbing violently in her chest.

It's a strange feeling.

Strange and sweet.

Never before.

When something was beating in her chest, Mary seemed to be no longer an emotionally cold and twisted doll, but became more like Kamiyagawa.

In layman's terms, it is more like a living person.

Mary loved that feeling, even a little obsessed with it.

So, Miss Mary put the heavy machete on the ground and stooped down to take off the vintage boots on her feet.

Then he sat down on the edge of the bed and slowly lay down.

Curled up slightly, and got closer to the sleeping Kamiya River. ωω.net

She could smell Kamiya's body.

It is a bland, inexplicably reassuring smell.

Knock knock, knock knock.

At this moment, that familiar feeling came again.

Mary's heart is beating, her heart is beating.

Her fair, almost distorted face showed a blush of intoxication for no apparent reason.

"Mary, I want to be more like you."

Mary muttered softly, leaned closer to Kamiya, and closed her eyes.

Only when her heart beats, she seems to be able to speak on her own without the help of electronic devices.

"Good night."