Matsue City, Shimane Prefecture, is the least populated prefecture in the 11 wards, and most of the urban area is located on both sides of the Ohashi River, so it is known as the water capital.

On that day, the bridge was suddenly filled with fog, and a sea-crossing bridge built more than ten years ago was swallowed up by the surging fog in the blink of an eye, but the traffic and crowds of people were living as usual as if they had never heard of it, there were blue-faced and fanged ghosts carrying briefcases, wearing tattered suits and waiting at the subway station like middle-aged office workers, and there were also rancid old people with kind faces to comfort their young grandchildren......

The living people and ghosts are intertwined, and the atmosphere is very strange and harmonious.

Link hovered fifty meters above the surface of the Ohashi River, looked at the palace looming in the mist below, and fell without hesitation.

As if welcoming him, the fog parted straight away, revealing the magnificent palace, and he landed in front of a corridor, stepping deeper, and the fog behind him surrounded the future road blockade, and the hollowed out wooden screens on both sides of the corridor were used as walls, and through the gaps could be seen the shadowy figures wandering outside.

When you pass through the corridor, you will come to the front of the palace, where the ground is carved with ghosts of various shapes and people prostrate on the ground, and if you look closely, it seems to tell the story of Izanagi's escape from the country of Yellow Springs, and the use of a thousand stones to block the boundary between life and death, thus completely isolating the Yellow Springs from the world.

"Hehe, you're here." The monster who spoke Chinese came out of the palace, wearing an overcoat, one eye, a mouth like fish lips, and a strange smile on his face, "Daoist priest in Xia, dare to ask for a name?" ”

"They all like to introduce themselves." Link's expression is very calm, these guys who seem to be villains at a glance really have enough mouths and tongues, opening and closing their mouths is to introduce themselves, and they can't wait for everyone in the world to know who they are.

Why don't you engrave your name on your face?

Thinking so, he raised his hand to greet him with a punch, and unexpectedly, the fist was sharp and powerful, and the punch did not succeed in arousing it, in other words, the air seemed to completely ignore his presence.

The ugly fish lips of the Daoist priest cracked, revealing a mouth full of fangs, and mocked: "Don't waste your efforts, I thought you were so smart, but I didn't expect to fall into my trap so easily, and I still made so many designs." ”

"Now that we have completely detached ourselves from this world and slipped into hell, all the rules of reality have broken down here......"

"Without the favor of Huangquan, you will be trapped in hell forever because of your arrogance!"

"Are you done?" Link's left fist was tucked between his waist and abdomen, and his right palm spread out to the front, "This clown likes to talk to himself so much-"

【Ninth Strength: Missile Fist】

"Buzz!"

The sheer force spewed out a distorted column of air with a diameter of about ten meters, and under his will and strength, even the rules of the present world had to succumb, not to mention that it was just relying on the different spaces that existed in the present world.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest instinctively rolled on a donkey, avoiding the aftermath of the attack that had not been released on him at all, and watched as the column of air crashed silently into the palace.

"Click~" At this moment, it seemed that something was broken, and it was just a short voice, and I couldn't hear what it was.

But the Taoist priest looked frightened and shouted, "Do you know what you have done? Interrupt the main hall, and we will never return, and we will fall into hell completely—"

"Bah, aren't you fucking trying to trap me in that unknown hell?" Link looked at the monster in front of him with the eyes of the jumping clown, and said slowly, "Come with me to take a look." ”

"Knock~"

The Taoist priest seemed to want to scold his mother, and seemed to want to say something, but finally dissipated in a low sound of falling water, and everything in front of him turned into a virtual shadow, and then slowly plunged into darkness, the deepest, deep darkness.

【Wear...... I'm so miserable......]

A teenager's murmur echoed in Link's ears, and then the darkness in front of him gradually brightened, remaining in a gray, gray state with low visibility, but he could already clearly see what the so-called hell in front of him was.

"Crackling" flames, ruins, familiar dilapidated high-rise buildings......

"It's ......"

"Tokyo in 1996." A familiar voice rang out in the sky not far away.

——

Songjiang City, a suburb, in a villa.

"Ji~" The one-horned human-faced ghost-body monster pinched a seven or eight-year-old unconscious girl with a fan-like palm, and smiled evilly: "Lord of the countermeasure room, do you want to kill me along with this sacrifice?" ”

The blonde woman standing opposite with a big sword in her hand had a charming smile on her face, but her eyes were very dangerous.

"Oh~" Under the high-speed explosion in an instant, a phantom remained in place, the sword light was like an arc, and the arm flew up with the girl, and the arm of the blonde woman holding the big sword in one hand was completely blurred in the air, and it was completely impossible to see with the big sword.

"How is this possible......" The monster's limbs and lower body were cut off, and his face was incredulous.

The blonde woman glanced at the monster arm that she had precisely chopped up, and the girl who landed safely, and smiled, "Can you tell me now, what exactly is Huangquan?" ”

"Puff~" The monster's arm suddenly regenerated, breaking through its remaining arm, mucus and blood flew together, and a cruel claw on its face was slashed from the bottom up.

The blonde woman wanted to make a move, but the palm of her hand clenching the big sword suddenly relaxed a little, and then the naginata from behind pierced the back of the sheep-headed monster's head, making a dull, thud, and the power contained in it completely obliterated the monster.

"In the face of the demon spirits born in the miasma, you can't keep your hands." The woman who walked slowly held the long handle of the naginata, she was wearing a pink and black kimono, a blooming flower pinned to her long white hair, the expression on her face was very indifferent, and there was a strange stone hanging on her chest, which seemed to be round and square, misty and indistinguishable.

"Denisa."

"Ding~"

In the next second, the world seemed to suddenly drop a frame, the naginata poked out from behind, and the blonde woman, Dinisha, resisted the strange attack with her combat instinct oblique, and was a little surprised in her heart, such an attack method and power......

"Long time no see, Isayama." She said this, but her tone became very unkind.

"Didn't you think I'd be here?" Isayama's eyes were a little sluggish, as if he remembered something, the joy of coming to this world three years ago and preparing to start over? Maybe the excitement of meeting your friend Denisha? Or maybe it was the horror she saw during her mission two years ago that caused her to defect?

(End of chapter)