Within the scope of the soul realm, the underworld controlled by the Mother of Masks is the final destination of all the dead.
Normally, the souls of the deceased will be drawn directly to the underworld by the soul realm and return to the embrace of the Mother of Masks.
Some weak souls or souls with certain obsessions need to be led by the underworld messengers sent by the Mother of Masks to reach the entrance of the underworld [underworld], and then return to the underworld from the underworld, otherwise they can only linger in the spirit of the place of death. The realm gradually dissipates, and slowly degenerates into spirits or evil spirits that like to attack people.
The human soul can exert its subjective initiative, resist the pull of the underworld after death, and find the path to the underworld on its own. There are very few powerful beings. There are extraordinary mortals who can do this.
At this moment, there is a stubborn figure sitting cross-legged at the gate of the underworld without invitation. This sitting has lasted for twenty-three years.
“La~ lala~ lala~
La~lala~lala..."
An ethereal humming sound came from the dark depths of the underworld, and the gray-green underworld grass and forgetfulness flowers bent down one after another, respectfully offering the highest courtesy to the jumping twins of death.
"Hehe... Sheep, he hasn't made a choice yet. He is as stupid as an insect. Sheep, my teeth are hungry for prey."
"Wolf, he has refused to rest, no need to ask."
With the permission of the sheep spirit, the wolf spirit, which was hovering next to the sheep spirit like a ghost, immediately came to a position one meter away from the nail house in the underworld. Its thick body began to expand rapidly, and it grinned at the nail house.
He wanted to tear the soul in front of him and pull out this stubborn and stupid nail.
"Lonely soul, everything for you will end here!"
Facing the threatening roar of the wolf spirit, the dim soul remained unmoved. He just half-opened his eyes and stared at the wolf spirit indifferently. The stalemate between the two lasted for several seconds, but the wolf spirit remained as usual. Still unable to find the angle of the mouth, just when the wolf spirit decided to attack, the sheep spirit holding a short bow suddenly came to the soul and stopped the wolf spirit's actions.
"Wolf, I have a question, please shut up."
The wolf with its mouth open:? ? ?
The wolf spirit glanced at the sheep spirit aggrievedly, and the sheep gently stroked the wolf fur twice before slowly retreating with its tail drooped.
It’s you who agrees, and it’s you who disagrees. Okay, I will depend on you for life and death, and you have the final say.
The unwilling wolf glared fiercely at the soul that refused to rush into reincarnation, and continued to maintain intimidation with its eyes.
Ignoring the wolf's complaints, the sheep looked at the remnant soul sitting there,
She could see the persistence in the eyes of the remnant soul, and she also understood that with the soul strength of the remnant soul in front of her, as long as she fought with the wolf one more time, even if she won, she would be wiped out and there would be no chance of rebirth.
Even so, he still has to hold on to the one-third of an acre of land under his feet.
After twenty-three years of waiting and perseverance, even she was a little curious as to what the lonely soul in front of her was for.
The spiritual flowers in the material realm have completely withered, and all the souls wandering in the underworld with obsessions have already gone to the underworld. Afterlife, reincarnation, reincarnation, reshaping,
Only the remnant soul in front of him still stayed here, making the wolf gnash his teeth with hatred but helpless.
The most important thing is that the Mother of Masks' attitude on this matter is very ambiguous. She neither marked the soul nor forcibly expelled it.
This is very interesting...
"Human beings, it is good to be reborn in bliss, so why bother to stay in the netherworld and end their lives like this, with their souls scattered and unable to enter reincarnation."
The soft-voiced sheep spirit squatted in front of the remnant soul and swung the bow on its back. The ancient symbols on the mask shone with a faint blue light.
After confirming that the sheep spirit had stopped the wolf spirit's attack, the remnant soul closed its eyes, tried hard to use breath control to gather the remnant soul that was about to dissipate, and said in frustration.
"If I don't see him, he will never make any progress along the way of swordsmanship, or even take his own life. With his upright temperament, he will definitely call me on the Soul Blooming Festival. If he dies to apologize, I will die in this reincarnation in the underworld. I tried to persuade him to let go, reincarnate together, and renew the relationship between master and disciple in the previous life. I just...
I just wonder, why has he never called me on the Soul Blooming Festival in the past twenty-three years? He didn’t apologize and commit suicide. This is not like his character. I don’t understand this and I’m not willing to accept it..."
Looking at each other with the wolf, the sheep seemed to understand the intention of the mother of masks, and there was a hint of enlightenment in her eyes, and she responded with an ethereal voice.
"The person you are talking about is Doron Castro?"
Opening his eyes, Caledro suddenly looked at the sheep spirit.
"He is my apprentice. Have you met him? How is he? Is he okay now?"
Straightening up, Yang Ling sighed softly.
"Love is as deep as this, and a close friend is rare, but fate is determined by fate, and fate plays tricks on people..."
"Human, in the past twenty-three years, your apprentice has never given up calling your name on the Soul Blooming Festival, but his soul has long been polluted by obsession, his soul has become demonic, and the Soul Blooming Flower will not recognize him. He has been looking for you for twenty-three years, but both you and him have been in vain. Why not die in bliss as soon as possible? Then I can send you to be reincarnated with him?"
The wolf spirit tried to use cruel facts to attack the remnant human soul that had been fighting with him for twenty-three years. Looking at the devastated expression of the remnant soul, the wolf found that he could not laugh at all.
Turning to look at the sheep spirit, the sheep spirit's expression was also very solemn.
The wolf was embarrassed and a little at a loss.
"Duolong...this child will still not be able to get out after all...I, the master, was so derelict in my duty that I did not teach him well..."
Remnant Soul wiped the corners of his eyes and suddenly realized that the soul cannot cry, so he bent his left knee and lowered his head that had been proud all his life.
He has never asked anyone else in his life. This is the limit of what he can do, but it is also shameful enough. However, if he can impress the messenger of the underworld, he is willing to do so.
"Messenger of the Mother of Masks, can you be merciful and allow me and my apprentice to meet again? Just one meeting..."
The sheep spirit took half a step back and looked at the wolf beside him. The wolf did not say anything against it, but bared its teeth in some displeasure. The sheep had to comfort him again before speaking.
"You have been in the underworld for many years, and your soul has been injured. As long as there is a slight mistake, your soul will be scattered. Why don't you just reincarnate, and your apprentice has become a demon and may not recognize you as a master. You..."
"It's because I planted it."
Remnant Soul raised his head, and what Yang Ling saw was relief and determination.
"No matter what kind of consequences it is, I will accept it without any regrets. I also ask the messenger to have mercy."
Having said this, Yang Ling turned around.
"You never asked me, and I never helped you. You and I have never met."
Looking at the twins going away, Caledro sighed softly and returned to the state of meditating and adjusting his breath.
…
In Leicester's nightmare world, five years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Morten threw away the paternity test report, physical examination report and court verdict in his hand, and stood alone on the edge of a tall building, crumbling in the strong wind.
Due to the company's large-scale layoffs, the company withheld half a year's salary and forcibly dismissed me without any compensation. The lawsuit went nowhere for half a year, just because the contract had already laid out the entry loopholes, and it was said to be 'delivering high-end talents to the society'. It took a lot of effort. Months later, it turned out that I was asking for wages maliciously. If I did not compensate the company for its losses, the company in a weak position was showing mercy outside the law.
The paternity test report proved that the daughter he had raised for fourteen years was not his own. She had now recognized another man as her biological father. Before leaving, she even scolded herself as a lowly man. If she didn’t spend time with her every day, she wouldn’t be able to make money. What money? Why don't you just die if you are so useless?
The marriage that emptied all his wealth was just a scam. The wife's marriage was just a task assigned by the daughter's father from beginning to end. After the daughter's identity was exposed, the wife's task ended instantly. After the one-year tolerance period for killing, the wife After confirming that his life was not in danger, he returned to the arms of his daughter's biological father with all his family property, leaving himself alone and leaving the house, bearing the lifelong infamy of cheating, the ultimate social death.
After learning the truth, the elderly parents became seriously ill and passed away soon after. They did not even see each other for the last time. Because they could not afford the funeral expenses, cremation expenses and urn expenses, and they could not bury the bodies casually, they had no choice but to leave them alone. The old man is rotting in his old house in the countryside because the original home has become the property of his wife.
Even so, because of the pre-marital physical examination that kept personal information confidential, he, who successfully contracted AIDS from his wife Enai, needed to provide monthly support for his daughter.
So much so that in the past two days, he couldn't even afford Laotan sauerkraut and Shuangyu ham, so he could only go to the swill bucket outside the restaurant to eat leftovers. Moten, who didn't want to cut his own waist to make a living, thought of the last way to solve the trouble.
Leaning forward, with the breeze blowing across his face, Morten made his final choice.
Since the trouble can't be solved, we can only solve the people who can't solve the trouble.
Living is sometimes more desperate than death and requires more courage.
The body that lost its center of gravity fell rapidly. In a daze, Moten regained the feeling of flying. The man was stunned for a moment, and his face changed. He suddenly remembered something.
"Wait a minute, I'm not Morten, I'm Nocturne, I'm a demon, I can fly, it's over, I have no wings..."
Thinking this way, Nocturne waved his hands, but before he made any new movements, his body became a ball of Nocturne sauce under the action of gravitational potential energy.
The nightmare world quickly collapsed.
The mental and soul torture and blows he endured made Nocturne's body fall into an unprecedented state of weakness, making him unable to recover.
Breaking away from his own spiritual world, Lester, still holding the Evelyn brand cylindrical stick sword, opened his eyes and poked the chest of the nightmare in front of him with the weapon in his hand. The stick successfully broke through a gap shrouded in mist, light blue The colorful spherical core is shining with charming brilliance.
"Open your mouth!"
Hearing this, the head of the mushroom stick transformed by Evelin cracked a gap like a mouth, aimed at Nocturne's exposed demon core, and swallowed it in one gulp with the force of the stab, and the demon that lost the demon core was swallowed. Teng began to roll and turned into an amorphous mist. It began to expand and contract with heat and let out a sharp howl.
Nocturne seemed to have embarked on a strange path, losing the core ability to maintain. The unstable space gap began to collapse. The shadow demons attacking the spiritual sense scattered and fled into the shadow realm to avoid becoming victims of space turbulence.
Without Nocturne's control, the rampant disaster will soon be contained.
Just when Lester thought everything was over, Nocturne's exaggerated and ferocious smile suddenly appeared in the mist again.
"Human, your pain has only just..."
Before he finished speaking, Nocturne's mouth was pierced directly by a mushroom stick, and Lester had lost interest in talking nonsense with Nocturne.
When the mist dissipated, the two returned to the spiritual realm again. The spiritual sense cut off the connection between all the evil spirits and the spirit tree, causing the evil spirits to lose the ability to resurrect. Lester stood silently.
"Your Excellency is indeed amazing! In this way, the balance between the spiritual realm and the material realm can be restored. Thank you for your help!"
The color ball that symbolized evil spirits and spirits no longer flowed to the Spirit Blooming Tree after being killed, but turned into the original energy of the spiritual world, and the restless spiritual realm returned to calm.
"That's nothing to brag about."
"Now that the devil has been expelled, we can leave now. By the way, Mr. Liszt, what do you think of the way of balance?"
"My opinion is that your balance is still missing two people, a woman and a dwarf who can turn into lightning... Look over there."
Lester shook his head and pointed at the special light group under the Spirit Blooming Tree that was absorbing the energy of the Spirit Blooming Tree.
"Is that a spiritual flower blooming? It's actually going to bloom again?"
Looking at the scene in front of him in amazement, Ling Jue couldn't believe it. This was the first time he had seen the scene where the withered Spirit Blossom Flowers could bloom again after the Spirit Blossom Festival.
"It's not just a spiritual flower."
After running to the Spirit Blossom Flower, Lester pointed at the corpse glowing with dim red light next to the Spirit Blossom Flower.
"Is this how people behave in the spiritual realm after death?"
Frowning, Lingjue's soul moved slightly closer to the red light ball. After seeing the corpse suddenly sitting up, his face changed drastically.
He recalled the terrible disaster that occurred at the Spirit Blooming Festival in Presidio more than ten years ago in his family's records.
The resurrection of the dead with bloody faces only meant one possibility.
"This is a real demon! His body is becoming demonic! We must go back quickly to stop him!"
Just as he was about to rush towards his physical body, under the influence of the real demon, the spirits that had escaped before and some of the evil spirits that had fled back to the spiritual realm jumped out again, blocking the road ahead. The number was actually even greater than when Nocturne was there. .
"Kill him back together! We must not let him succeed in becoming a demon!"
…
It was already late at night, and Bandle City, which had legs, was not involved in the Demonic Disaster because it moved the portal in advance. Unfortunately, Presidian, who did not have legs, was not so lucky, even if Karl Mar had predicted this disaster in advance, and the Ionians failed to prevent it.
Under the ravages of possessed evil spirits and spirits, hundreds of people died unexpectedly and returned to the embrace of the Mother of Masks. When the last evil spirit and spirit circulating on the surface was eliminated, the entire Pre Xidian cried one after another, falling into heavy mourning.
The elders and acolytes in the Hall of Eternal Existence sat cross-legged in the brightly lit hall all night long, offering prayers and blessings for Presidian's Soul Blooming Festival. The current Karma [Xiu] opened his eyes and stared at the swaying Changming Deng remained silent.
After killing the fourth invading evil spirit, Lu stood guard at the gate of the Palace of Eternal Existence, looked up at the restless eternal night outside Shuanglong Mountain, and sighed.
Enough blood has been shed tonight. He only hopes that after dawn, Karma can quickly come out of Shuanglong Mountain to take charge of the overall situation, heal Presidio's pain, and save the souls of the dead.
Unlike Presidence, which was gradually calming down, the final cleaning and processing work was still going on in the Magic Garden.
Seeing that the terrifying evil spirits possessed by evil spirits around him were exorcised by warriors one by one, and seeing that warriors noticed him, Naller's nerves not only did not relax, but became tense again.
"It seems that this disaster has passed...Ogman, are you...still scared?"
"Liszt...teacher...is he okay?"
Instead of responding to Naller's question, O'Gorman asked the other party.
Completely different from the crisp voice before, Naller's first impression was that it was as dry as a dry well, just like the terrifying roars of those demons... But being able to speak is a good thing after all, maybe...
"Don't worry, he is actually very powerful, he will be fine..."
Halfway through his words, Naller lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
Putting down the right hand that hit Naller on the back of the head, O'Gorman's scarlet eyes could not see any emotion, and he looked around stiffly. The cat boy began to move his limbs, and disappeared in the blooming spirit. Under the tree, the trace was lost.
It didn't take long for Naller to be found unconscious on the ground by the warrior. After confirming that Naller had just fainted, everyone was a little curious about how an ordinary person could survive under the Spirit Blooming Tree where evil spirits and demons were the most prevalent. However, that was not the case at this moment. When his curiosity was satisfied, the warrior placed Nale in a safe place and then searched for remaining evil spirits and spirits in other places.
'I am a human being, no, a monster
...I am a human, no, a monster...'
On the way to escape from the magic garden, O'Gorman stared greedily at the flesh and blood of the survivors along the way. He casually pulled a turban on the corpse and covered his scarlet eyes and mouth, leaving no gaps.
"I'm a human, not a monster..."
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