After the Scarlet Princess, the owner of the underwater city, who opened the selection ceremony of the silver concubine, entered her own crimson mirror, only Ximo was left in the center of the empty huge underwater palace.

"The deepest darkness, the abyss without light, is a nightmare, that is, ink."

"The princess of nightmares is your own."

Ximo pondered the last hint given to him by the Crimson Princess, the Great Holy Maiden, and finally came up with an unbelievable answer.

There are some things that, after all the impossibilities have been ruled out, the only answer left, no matter how ridiculous, is the only truth.

"The Last Nightmare Princess, is that you?"

Ximo summoned his phantom body, the paper man who was supposed not to exist in this world, and the tool he used to secretly ship.

Dressed in a puppet robe woven by the silk threads of Yumo, the son of Tianxiang, it exudes an ethereal and mysterious aura from head to toe, and no one can obtain its true silhouette as a girl by means of divination.

This is "Ice Night", the work of Ximo, the son of Tianxiang, the perfect paper man.

"You're ...... It's just a lie. ”

"Why, the Seven Seas Royal Family would treat you as the princess of the Nightmare Royal Family?"

"Nightmare Wang's ...... What's going on? ”

If it weren't for Princess Crimson herself, Ximo would never have imagined that the most mysterious and least intelligent nightmare princess of the Seven Seas King family would be her phantom "Ice Night".

It's as if the paper man has become a real person, which makes Ximo puzzled.

“…………”

Bingye, who was summoned by Ximo, smiled slightly, didn't say anything, but stood on tiptoe, straightened his collar for Ximo, and then turned around and looked at the seventh mirror that was gradually taking shape.

This mirror was different from the others, and the existence of several warships could be faintly seen in the haze, which was a proof of the royal power of the Nightmare King's family.

Ice Night took Ximo's hand, and the two walked into this hazy mirror together, just like the other Nanami princesses faced their destiny.

"The Nightmare Mirror, the final piece of the puzzle."

"You're really...... The princess of the Nightmare King's family? ”

Ximo could feel the sound of the final switch of the Silver Concubine Trial being pressed by herself, which was the echo of the poem of fate, the reincarnation destiny that Princess Crimson said.

The seven princesses of the Seven Seas royal family stepped into the mirror corresponding to their respective royal families.

Each mirror corresponds to the destiny of a silver concubine candidate, and it is a peculiar point where the past, present, and future are entangled.

The White Spirit Royal Family, the Mirror of the Sword Master.

Blue Star King's Family, Mirror of the Sea God.

The House of Elysium, the Mirror of Gold.

Forget the royal family, the mirror of the demon fox.

The Netherworld's Family, the Mirror of the Yellow Springs.

The Crimson King's Family, the Crimson Mirror.

Nightmare King's Family, Nightmare Mirror.

In keeping with the agreement with the Great, all the mirrors have returned to their places when the celestial spheres converge.

The Nightmare Mirror automatically moves to the center of the seven mirrors, declaring its supremacy.

The remaining six mirrors of the Seven Seas King Family correspond to six different peculiarities.

"It's ...... time"

"Princesses of the Seven Seas...... Go and welcome your time......"

"White Spirit, Blue Star, Bliss, Netherworld, Oblivion, Crimson, Nightmare...... Only one person can become the most perfect person and become the agreed silver concubine. ”

"I wish you wait...... All wishes come true......"

Princess Crimson's voice echoed through the empty underwater palace, and the surrounding polyps began to multiply and infect more rapidly.

The altar where the ritual is held, the range and power are spreading exponentially.

That's the tremendous power that makes Ximo feel suffocated too.

It is the power of the watchman who has faithfully fulfilled the ancient covenant and the sacred ritual held at the time of the confluence of the celestial spheres, which has transcended thousands of years and thousands of years.

………………

Thirst, the smell of rust spreads, and breathing is so difficult that it takes a great deal of strength to even open your eyes.

Seriously injured status?

When and who attacked you to get seriously injured?

Why, I don't even have the slightest impression in my mind?

Ximo spent a lot of effort to open his eyes and look at the scenery around him,

Dead vines, old trees, faint crows, and blood-stained banners that remain on the battlefield at an unknown time.

Corpses, a large number of corpses piled up on this unknown battlefield, the battle was so tragic that even the people who recovered the corpses could not be seen now.

Annihilation, this is a war with no winners, and both sides fought to the last soldier in a near-equal manner.

All that's left here now are the dead, and the scavengers that are gradually gathering over.

Wild dogs, crows, are biting and pecking at the corpses of the battlefield.

Before you know it, it's foggy.

There are inhuman things, and they are getting closer to this battlefield little by little.

No, it's this battlefield full of corpses that attracts these inhuman things.

Gradually, you can see clearly, it is a ghostly monster that has come out of the ordinary world.

Ghost fires, ghouls, centipede ghosts, the gates of hell seem to have been opened, and the distance between this world and the ordinary world no longer exists.

They are coming to eat people, or these corpses whose blood has not yet dried.

"Jingle bell!"

"Jingle bell!"

"Jingle bell!"

The crisp sound of the bell echoed in the thin mist, causing the low-level ghosts who had begun to devour the corpses to hesitate and leave the battlefield with a cower.

Still, there were powerful ghosts glaring at the bell's owner, apparently not wanting to give up this rare opportunity to feast.

"Retreat, retreat."

"It's not night, it's not the time for a hundred ghosts to walk at night."

"Where did you come from, where did you go back!"

The owner of the bell shook the ghost bone banner in his hand, releasing an aura that terrified the surrounding ghosts.

"Devil, why do you hinder us from eating?"

"It's just a few worthless corpses, and there is not a single person alive in them."

"You're absorbing their souls, at least give us the corpses!"

Several of the strongest bull ghosts stared at the owner of the ghost white bone flag, a girl who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old.

Compared to her thin body, the ghostly bone banner was too big, almost twice her height.

The ghostly white bone banner is wrapped with dark blue fireflies, which is exactly what makes these cow ghosts feel jealous, and it is a symbol of divine power attached to the white bone banner of the ghost after the human soul is included in the ghost white bone flag.

It's just that it's this ghost white bone banner that is strong, not the girl holding the ghost white bone banner.

The cow ghosts are not afraid of this thin girl, she is just one of the many devils under the command of the nearby big ghost god "Nine Sons Ghost Mother God".

The Nine Sons Ghost Mother God is one of the extremely powerful ghosts and gods in the underworld, and the devils under her command are all young children and ghosts collected by her, and they have the power of earth-shattering ghosts and gods.

However, the strength of the devils of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother God is uneven, and they are often killed by other ghosts.

The girl in front of her who holds the ghost white bone banner is one of the latest devils to be accepted by the Nine Sons Ghost Mother God, and her strength is the weakest of the many devils of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother God.

The only thing that is special is that this young devil was born with a ghost white bone banner.

The ghost white bone banner seems to be made from her own bones, and it is a companion-like artifact that is rare in the underworld, and has extremely high growth potential.

This is also the reason why this weak devil was adopted by the Nine Sons Ghost Mother God.

It's just that the number of refined souls that the ghost white bone banner needs to absorb if it wants to grow up is an astronomical amount, and the current girl devil is still very weak.

One-on-one, she's not even a match for a bull ghost.

"Get out of here."

"I'm going to bury these humans."

"Burn their bodies to ashes."

The girl devil waved her ghost white bone banner and summoned gusts of yin wind, which was the limit of what she could do now.

The Ghost White Bone Banner is one of the unique artifacts of the underworld, and it has amazing power when it grows, but it is impossible for most of the Ghost White Bone Banners that have been refined to grow.

The resources required for this kind of soul absorbing and growing are too high.

"Hmph, what a little devil who doesn't understand people's hearts."

"Gone, gone, bad luck."

"Just look at the face of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother God."

A few cow ghosts looked at the ghost white bone banner in the hand of the girl devil, and finally walked away unwillingly.

"Hah...... Ha ......"

"Are you still late......

"Already...... There is not even a living person......"

"All of them...... All dead. ”

After driving away the ghouls and cow ghosts who came to smell blood, the girl devil began to wave the ghost bone flag, directing the ghost in the bone pan to carry the corpses on the battlefield.

The corpses quickly piled up into a small mountain, and she stared at the bloody mountain of corpses breathlessly, with a little blank in her eyes.

"Not long ago...... Not like that yet......"

"Everybody...... We are still living and working here, laughing together, talking about tomorrow and the future......"

"Why is there a war all of a sudden?"

"Blood and killing, the world is unified, what is the point of these?"

"Rest in peace, everyone."

"If you are still unwilling and obsessed, then come to my ghost white bone banner."

"I'll take everyone's share and go down together."

The girl devil took out the things that were on fire, and prepared to burn these former villagers, the people who were forced to go to the battlefield.

"Boom!"

Without warning, a strong figure more than three meters tall from the room where no one was there collided with the body of the girl devil, knocking her thin body into the sky in an instant.

"Tut-tut, this guy really wants to cremate these stupid villagers!"

"You eat and wipe your soul clean, and you don't even leave us any soup?"

"It's too wasteful to burn so many corpses in vain!"

The few cow ghosts who had retreated just now looked at the girl devil whose figure had become thinner and thinner, and couldn't help but lick their tongues.

They didn't stay away, but watched as the girl devil spent a lot of effort carrying the corpses, and successfully attacked them while she was focused on them.

Judging from the results, this sneak attack was perfect, and the ghost white bone banner in the hands of the girl devil had lost its light.

"If it weren't for the support of the Nine Sons Ghost Mother God, a weak devil like you would have been captured and eaten a long time ago."

"Collect human corpses and cremate them, what's wrong with you?"

"We are ghosts, ghosts that eat people, you just don't need to eat flesh and blood directly, and we are not fundamentally different."

"This kind of fake disguise, we are going to vomit when we see it."

"Ate her!"

Several bold bull ghosts decided not to do anything, and took advantage of the fact that the power of the ghost white bone banner had not yet recovered, and directly ate this devil.

Anyway, as long as they escape to the underworld, no one knows that they are the stray cow ghosts who did it, and there is no proof of death.

As soon as they said and did, they grabbed the limbs of the devil who had lost their strength, and prepared to tear apart this girl devil who didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth, and was useless except for the accompanying ghost white bone flag.

The Power of the World Line...... Correction complete.

The state of serious injury cannot be changed for the time being.

Well, split the silk thread and prepare to enter the emergency combat mode.

The battle time, set at one minute.

From the pile of corpses, Ximo staggered and stretched out his hand to accept the destiny of this world.

"He who has risen from the dead."

"Ghost Eyes."

"The unknown son of Tianxiang."

The memory is completed little by little, and finally freezes at the moment when "Ice Night" enters the final nightmare mirror.

The princesses of the Seven Seas King family, each corresponding to their own mirror.

So, which Princess of the Seven Seas is in the mirror now?

It is impossible to come up with an answer at this time, because there is so little information at the moment, but it is clear what to do.

These cow ghosts want to eat all the corpses here.

And he happens to be one of these "corpses".

"Human!"

"Living humans!"

"Hahahaha, I hit the jackpot, and there is still one alive!"

"It smells so good, it smells so good!"

Looking at Ximo crawling out of the pile of corpses, the eyes of several bull ghosts instantly lit up.

It can be seen that they not only like to eat human corpses, but also live humans are their favorite.

It's just that when the shrine in the village still exists, they can't enter the village, they can only look at it.

Now that the village is ruined and all the people are dead, nothing can stop them from these great ghosts!

Leaving behind the girl devil who was gnawed and mutilated, several cow ghosts more than three meters tall rushed towards Ximo frantically.

The Celestial Spider Crystal Sword can't be used because this body is mixed with other things, and the synchronization rate with the main body has been interfered with?

It is necessary to adapt to the power of the rules of this world to adjust the frequency of connection with the main body.

However, even if you only have the most basic one thought and three thousand and spider silk that can be used, it is enough.

Ximo casually took a scythe for cutting wheat from the pile of corpses, and with a light tap of his toes, he rushed to these cow ghosts with rough skin and thick flesh at a speed like shrinking the ground.

Silver threads wrapped around the necks of the cow ghosts, and the scythe cut a cold trajectory, tearing at the bodies of the cow ghosts.

Strangling!

Tear!

With a body that can be said to be sick and weak, Ximo began to torture and kill these powerful cow ghosts.