There is no doubt that the succubus in front of you is the "body".

Or rather, the "heart" of the Fog Demon...... Or maybe the "brain" is more appropriate.

The succubus I killed before was at best the "hands and feet" of the Fog Demon, and it was through this logic that she avoided being killed by the Siren Blade. But now she has nowhere to run. Without the help of a hunter, she would not be able to fight me alone, even if she had far more skills than before, and the only demons she could call on were the demons who were the tentacles of the Misty Demon.

As I chased the succubus out of the underground parking lot, countless demons appeared in the thick fog, attacking me one after another, ten, twenty, thirty......

However, no amount of trash fish of this magnitude can slow me down.

The demons couldn't even get close to me before they were blasted to pieces by the siren blades I projected. Now I'm getting more and more proficient in this kind of attack, and when the frequency is at its peak, the number of projections per second is close to thirty, and each time I will steadily kill one or two demons.

Soon, I was able to bring myself closer to the succubus than I could reach. The siren's blade slashed through the air, and the succubus hurriedly turned around, trying to parry with his own weapon.

This weapon, with the support of her now unprecedentedly powerful spirit, is no longer something that I would have easily shattered.

But, it didn't work.

The siren's blade pierced through her weapon like a phantom, shattering her collarbone, chest, torso...... With just one blow, she was knocked to the ground, never to be able to return to the sky.

She clutched at the ground in a frenzy, unable to figure out what had just happened, and unable to support her body.

Actually, it wasn't anything special, I just unsummoned the moment the Siren's Blade made contact with her weapon, and summoned the Siren's Blade again the next instant. The interval was so short that it was as if the siren's blade had never disappeared.

This is a trick that can only be performed under the premise of super acceleration based on my own thinking and perception, and it is also a trick that I can't even do during the Majin period. I couldn't have summoned the Siren's Blade as quickly as I do now.

"How can this be ......," the succubus said in despair, "this must be a nightmare, it shouldn't be like this...... I've become so strong......"

She's given too many nightmares to her, and now it's just her turn.

Or maybe her dream is finally over.

I raised my axe high and smashed her head.

——

After the death of the succubus, the demon of the fog disintegrated, and the fog that shrouded White Sun finally dissipated.

For the survivors of White Sun Town, they have finally returned to the real world after a long absence; In the real world, it takes only a moment to go from fog to fog.

Originally, a demon as large as the Fog Demon, after the spirit body disintegrated, the remaining spiritual fluctuations were likely to reunite into some new demons. That happened to the blue bird after killing a large number of demons released by the middlemen. But probably thanks to the small half bottle of poison of the saber tooth, the new demon still didn't seem to have converged. I wandered around the town of the day for a while, and then I was relieved.

This incident caused extremely tragic casualties in the town of Day, and the number of inhabitants was not one in ten, which was already a massacre. But like countless hidden events that have happened in the past, this one is destined to not be taken seriously by the secular society. Most of the surviving residents will see the incident as a psychological shadow in their lives, and as long as no one talks to them, they will avoid even reminiscing. Even if they are rarely suspicious, they will only convince themselves in the end, thinking that they are just unwilling to take the initiative to review their trauma.

I defeated the Fog Demon, saved the town, and did something like a true hero...... But looking at the town that was exposed after the fog cleared, and the bloodstained town was like an abandoned land, it was really difficult to show off to yourself what you had accomplished.

But after returning to the survivors' stronghold, and witnessing the faces of the survivors for the rest of their lives, I finally felt some relief and a sense of authenticity that I had saved something.

It's just that, while watching the survivors cheer, it is still difficult for my mind to shake off the desolate and bloody scenery I have witnessed before.

If it is a hero who saves people from disaster, and I want to be a hero, does that mean that there is something in my heart that is looking forward to disaster?

I found Joan on the rooftop, who was standing on the railing and looking out into the distance, as if searching for something with his eyes. I said hello, but he was taken aback, probably because his nerves were still unconsciously tense. When he saw clearly that it was me behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The hunter, on the other hand, disappeared after the fog cleared, or perhaps fled. Maybe it's shamelessness to face the survivors who have been mutilated for themselves. I understand his feelings very well.

I stood on the rooftop and waited silently for a while, and then the long-awaited sound of footsteps sounded in the distance behind me and stopped in the distance.

Turning around, it was the sabertooth. After the death of the Fog Demon, the curse on him vanished, and he was back to the point where he was barely able to move on the ground. He still looked quite weak with bandages and plasters wrapped around his body, and his right hand held the sword tightly.

"I'm here to take your life." He said briefly.

The moment has come.

I faced him and breathed deeply. And Joan, who was standing next to him, hurriedly said, "Wait...... Li Duo saved so many people this time, it is really a lot of people, can't he be forgiven? He's done a lot of bad things, but he should be able to redeem it, right? Even if he can't now, he can save many more people in the future. If they die here now, those who might have been saved will ......"

"He took my father's body and fed it to the monsters." Sabertooth said coldly, "Even if he saves many people today and tomorrow, my father will not be resurrected." If he kills your family and saves hundreds of lives you have never met somewhere else, will you forgive him? I just want him to pay for his life. ”

JoAnn was still racking her brains, "But, but ......"

"Thank you for speaking for me, but no more." I had already made up my mind, first stopping Joan, and then saying to Sabertooth, "Can I write a suicide note?" ”

"Yes." Sabertooth nodded.

I took out my phone and silently operated it. said that it was to write a suicide note, but in fact, the suicide note had already been written long before the decisive battle with the succubus. Now it's just a matter of adding or subtracting a few sentences and checking for typos. This action looked a bit suspicious of calling for foreign help, but Sabertooth didn't stop it, just looked at me without saying a word. After a while, I edited the suicide note and sent it to Bluebird.

Then, I turned off my phone and turned my back to the saber.

His breathing grew heavier and heavier, and he could feel it even without looking, and he raised his sword high and aimed it at the back of my neck.

The next moment, the sound of breaking the air sounded from behind him.

There was a sharp pain in the back of the neck as the blade of the sword cut into the flesh.

However, Jian Feng only cut a little bit of flesh before stopping. I felt the blade leave the back of my neck, and the sound of a weapon falling to the ground was heard behind me.

Looking back, I saw the sabertooth retreating as if it had lost its soul, and then fell to the ground in despair.

"The enemy who killed his father is really a good person who has been brainwashed by monsters......" he hid his face and cried bitterly, "How can there be such an excessive thing......"

After a few moments, he picked up the sword and stumbled off the rooftop.

——

I thought I was going to die, and I was ready to kill to pay for my life, but Sabertooth left.

Perhaps he was in some kind of intense entanglement from the beginning, not knowing whether he should kill me or not; Or maybe he had already made up his mind to kill me no matter what, but this incident changed his mind. The murderous intent he exuded when he first met me was genuine, and I guess the probability of the latter is relatively high. The reason why I wasn't stopped from using my phone was probably because he was expecting me to actually call for help. Then he would be able to renew his mind to kill me.

He seems to have some misunderstanding about me, thinking that I was really brainwashed by monsters, that I was really a good person by nature...... And then revenge was abandoned on the basis of some principled idea. But am I really? Even I can't be sure. In any case, even if I am conscious of killing to pay for my life, I actually don't want to die. Since they all survived, I certainly wouldn't turn around and jump off the rooftop.

But I've already sent the suicide note to Bluebird...... After that, how to explain it to the blue bird became the most difficult problem for me at the moment.

And even if Sabertooth doesn't hold on to revenge to the end this time, what about next time? If there were a new Avenger, such as a saber or a spear, would they eventually turn away like a saber? Of course, it is impossible to count on that. I also agree with Sabertooth's previous words that no matter how many lives I have saved elsewhere, those victims are not as good as the lives of my most important people.

Join the Security Service as a law enforcement warlock and save the town from crisis like a hero...... It was a pipe dream for me.

However, as if I ended my dream of a succubus, my dream may also be ended by someone at some point.

It didn't take long for the Security Bureau to organize a team to clean up the aftermath, and Joan and I left Daytown in the Security Bureau's car. What happened here, I have to return to the Liucheng Security Bureau to report in person.

It's daytime, but it's late at night according to our biological clock. Joan fell asleep in the car, and I took the opportunity to catch up on my sleep and enter the siren's dream.

The siren told me that due to the deep integration of the succubus's spirit body with the fog demon, there were too many parts of the fog demon mixed in the spirit fragments, and it would take some time to sort out all the memories. But if you don't ask for all of it, but only look at a part, there are some that you can see now. This time she has a new trick. Since she can't form a map if she only has some memories, she has to organize her memories into a book for me to review.

Looking at her busy, I realized that I might have done something that I was sorry for. She had said that if I became completely unable to summon the Siren's Blade, she would truly disappear. In other words, if I die, she will die too.

Perhaps to some people I think too sentimental, the siren blade is just a weapon, even if it has something like a soul, it is nothing more than my soul, so why should I look at her as an independent life? But whenever I do it to her in my dreams, I can't just think of it as a weapon or a distraction. Still, I almost unconsciously touched her. Is it because she only appeared in my dreams, so I unconsciously ignored her in reality?

I hope that I can make a choice worthy of my heart, but how can I be worthy of the sirens and the blue bird?

It seems that no matter how I choose, I can't really be ashamed of my heart in the end.

The siren was obviously aware of what was going on in reality, but she didn't complain, didn't even mention it, and just went about her job in silence. After a while, she sorted out some of the succubus' memories and handed me the book of memories.

It was a simple-bound black book. I took it and stared at her and said I'm sorry from the bottom of my heart.

"I am your eternal steadfast partner." As always, Furui said, "No matter what you choose, I will be on the same side as you." ”

I had a feeling that she might still be unhappy, but I couldn't read anything from her emotionless face.

I had to read the book in my hand first.

The book provides a simple first-person account of the succubus's experiences from childhood to adulthood.

She was originally a girl who grew up in some remote town. Probably because of the blood of a succubus in her body, her beauty is simply different from other girls. There is no need for cosmetics, as long as she washes her face and faces the sky, it is enough to attract the covetousness of all men. I don't know how many generations ago this bloodline was passed down, and by the time of her parents' generation, it was almost gone, but by her generation, there seemed to be an atavism, and her succubus component had become very strong.

She and her parents were ignorant of the hidden world, so she didn't know that she was inhuman. But people like her are destined not to live an ordinary life, and there will always be some unexpected hidden events that will involve them. That being said, the scale of the hidden events she encountered for the first time was also too large.

One day, the town where she lives is engulfed in a strange fog, and countless monsters that emerge from the fog devour the townspeople, as well as her parents. She narrowly escaped death, but ironically, instead of catching her, the monsters caught her, but the humans caught her.

Two hooligans who usually hang out in the town are actually taking advantage of the chaos to kidnap female survivors and do heinous things. In this kind of danger, they still want to vent their desires, but I'm afraid that they are already crazy. Long before the disaster, they coveted this famous girl in the town, and now, the girl unfortunately fell into their hands, was imprisoned by them, and endured terrible torture.

Just as she was dying, two more males appeared and saved her from hell. To be exact, a young man who seemed approachable but somehow terrifying her, and a handsome, neutral boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old. However, at this time, all men seemed to her like demons who had come out of hell. Taking advantage of the misfortune in their shift, she went berserk, shook off the boy beside her, and pushed him to the ground, before fleeing into the depths of the fog in a panic.

If she hadn't shaken off the boy's hand, maybe she would have taken a different path in the future. But this one has been left behind by her.

After that, I don't know if it was for any special reason, or just pure luck, she was never attacked by monsters. But the fog still lost her. It was such a familiar street, but it seemed so unfamiliar in the thick fog that he couldn't even tell the direction he was traveling, and gradually he couldn't tell how long he had been through.

Is it a month, two months? Or has it been a year, two years? Or maybe it's only been a day or two, and you just think it's been a long time?

Her time felt completely out of order.

Therefore, the moment the fog lifted, she did not return to the right time.

(End of chapter)