In this most touching twilight scenery, the long dress as pure white as snow is draped on the delicate body of the cold girl, the footprints are left on the soft sand step by step, and the flowers in the hand seem to be prepared to become someone's bride.

If you don't care about the weirdness of this place and the ongoing game of Alice, then this moment is indeed like a poetic game of pure love, which makes people's hearts palpitate.

"Shibuya Rin" Wang Qian observed the girl's appearance, and soon saw that she was the person he was looking for.

But what exactly is Rin Shibuya doing now?

Are you bewitched by the so-called demons?

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Qian, who was already full of wariness of the dusk beach, stopped his steps and planned to observe silently first.

At this moment, the girl's song sounded, and Rin Shibuya, who was holding a bouquet of flowers, opened her tender red lips and sang a song with her handsome singing voice.

Hearing the singing, Wang Qian felt terrified, and two cold chills were aroused from his heart, like worms wriggling from his heart, and breaking the flesh wall of the heart, crawling towards the internal organs and blood vessels around him.

And the root cause that made Wang Qian want to vomit was the music that Rin Shibuya was singing softly now.

Perhaps, it should not be called music, it is the most empty longing, but also the most straightforward wish.

What Rin Shibuya sings is not the song she sang when she was an idol, nor the spell of another world, but kept repeating that single word under a strange tune.

"Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood...

"Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood...

"Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood...

As the girl chanted, the bouquet of blue flowers that Rin Shibuya had just been sticking on began to gradually transform and turn red.

At first, a pink thread appeared at the bottom of the flower, and then it continued to spread to the entire bouquet of flowers, and in less than a moment, the stick in the girl's hand had turned into a bouquet of dark red flowers that exuded a strange aura and seemed to come from hell.

The petals of the flowers began to scatter with the girl's steps, but the petals did not float on the beach with the wind, but stuck to Shibuya's dress like blood, and the little blood stained the pure white, as if the demons of hell were challenging the world.

The bewitching black blood was like a seed, sprouting on Shibuya's clothes, and rooted, thin black and red threads like blood vessels, as if drawing one strange totem after another on the white dress with the smallest brush.

There are totems like trees, crowns like phoenixes, and a large snake with two heads, and various totems are appearing on Shibuya's clothes.

"What's that?" Wang Qian's eyes suddenly showed a look of horror, which was something that even the spiritual will that could not compete with the ranked, far higher than the aura emitted by the existence of a creature like a human being.

The clothes on Shibuya Rin's body were already stained with the totem depicted by the strange blood, and the blood without the carrying object began to erode towards Shibuya Rin's flesh.

The dark blood-colored lines crossed the boundaries of the skirt collar and were squirming around Shibuya's neck, as if they had an autonomous consciousness, and they were drawing something on Shibuya's neck.

Soon, a jagged scar appeared on Shibuya's neck, permeated with the breath of an indescribable presence, and a sad atmosphere spread across the beach.

Just after the wound appeared on Shibuya's neck, something quite large suddenly appeared on the empty sandy beach, where there was only dusk and young sand.

It was a decapitation platform that was very similar to what Wang Qian had read in textbooks before, and the heads of various nobles were cut off during the French Revolution.

No one knows when the decapitator appeared, and even its current existence seems to indicate that it exists in the first place.

The blade of the decapitation platform was covered with blood and indifference that made Wang Qian uncomfortable, compared to this mysterious and terrifying decapitation platform, the blood sea fist intent that Wang Qian had seen not long ago was like a joke.

Rin Shibuya has come to the decapitation table, and her singing voice seems to have become a talisman at this moment, and she is facing the end of her life.

Wang Qian understood that the scar on Shibuya's body was exactly the mark on the blade of the decapitator, and the song was a mantra or prerequisite for the reversal of the cause.

By the time the music sounded, Rin's fruit in Shibuya had already become dead, and now it was just a matter of filling in the cause.

Wang Zhao's inference is based on what Ping An Mingjin mentioned to him not long ago, and there are various prerequisites for the launch of spirit weapons, but Wang Zhao's idea is actually wrong.

Whether it is this lost twilight world, or the decapitator standing there, it is a super existence far beyond the so-called spirit weapon, or even the entire worldview, which is a higher-dimensional world that has not been explored by the Dongying organization where Heian Mingjin is located.

It should even be said that they are not qualified to touch such a world, nor do they have the prerequisites and keys to open such a world.

Wang Qian wanted to run over and save Shibuya Rin, although his reason was reminding him that Shibuya Rin might be dead, but the sixth sense of his mind sounded another thought.

The warrior's instinct was telling Wang Qian that he had to save Shibuya Rin.

Rin Shibuya had already reached the decapitation table, and she was beginning to bend down, kneeling in front of the decapitation table, slowly crawling towards the wooden frame where her head was fixed.

Wang Qian gritted his teeth and decided to save Shibuya Rin, after all, not to mention the so-called benefits of the sixth sense, just after Shibuya Rin was killed, the next target of this spirit weapon may be himself, so it must break its killing law.

When Wang Qian made up his mind, the spiritual cultivation that had entered the level immediately exploded, and as soon as he took a step, he had already crossed a distance of three meters, and was constantly accelerating.

What the end of the world describes, I'm afraid it's just that.

But Wang Qian didn't realize at this time that his speed was already two to three times faster than before, and this speed was accelerating more and more as he got closer to Shibuya Rin.

Just when Shibuya Rin put his head on the wooden shelf, and the cold decapitator blade was about to be cut down, Wang Qian finally rushed to Shibuya Rin's side, copied it with his big hand, pulled Shibuya's tender long legs and dragged it, and forcibly ripped Shibuya Rin off the decapitation table, dodging the blade falling from the decapitator.

Immediately, Wang Qian picked up Shibuya Rin's slender waist, lifted her to his shoulders, and ran away like carrying rice.