Seven emotions form an abyss, with anger, worry, sadness, fear, and pain intertwined with each other, like a dark quagmire that drags people down, and above the thick darkness is a dazzling and illusory white light, filled with endless joy and happiness.
"Throw away the emotions of fear, sadness, anger, and melancholy that can only bring pain, and completely melt into the white light in front of you."
For a moment, Kamiyagawa really wanted to do this.
The appeal of this choice is too great, just like the apples in the Garden of Eden, delicate and nakedly tempting.
But before Kamiya could make a choice, a third color began to escape from the black and white abyss, which was some light, smoke-like red.
Compared with the dazzling white light, those extremely pale reds are too inconspicuous.
These red colors also seem to belong to a certain emotion, and they are forced in from the outside and have nothing to do with the leeches. This gauze-like red is too small, like a candle the size of a grain of rice against the delicate sun in the sky, it seems not worth mentioning.
But it was this faint foreign emotion that stopped Kamiya from wanting to get closer to the white light.
He heard the voice again, surging from the red emotion——
"Mari-chan is so cute! Single push!"
"Call me, scold me too, Marie-chan!"
"Shilian has withdrawn the money, come to the live broadcast room to fulfill your wish."
"I want to tell you about our guide and savior, the great God King on the Gaotian Plain, and the gods under him. Including the goddess who spreads joy and luck, the master who controls panic and dreams, and the master The maiden of the sun’s rays.”
"What our people believe in is the god who brings light and new life to the earth."
"..."
There were layers of sounds made by different people, some of which Kamiyagawa couldn't understand at all.
But he could feel the joy and happiness contained in those words.
Even if those happiness are very small, just like the faint blush, they are insignificant compared with the dazzling white light.
Some of the joy is even bizarre.
But they are not empty or empty.
Kamiyagawa had witnessed or watched these joyful emotions before.
At the very least, compared with the joy and happiness that leech invented, those seemingly unworthy joys are real.
"Mary?"
The collision of the small reality and the huge nothingness awakened Kamiya River from the endless emotional abyss constructed by the leech.
He found himself lying on the broken ground.
Skeleton whales lay helpless around them as if they were stranded. There were other shikigami lying next to the skeleton whales, who seemed to have fallen into a deep coma.
Including the whale and the little white female wolf protected by the whale, they fell to the ground, equally unconscious.
The one closest to Kamiya was Hannya, who was wearing purple and white clothes. She had her eyes closed and her brows furrowed, with a painful look on her face. However, she still kept hugging Kamiya tightly after fainting.
"Just now?"
What just happened?
Kamiya remembered something, as if Leech's extremely huge body suddenly melted, and everyone fell from the sky at the same time.
Then everyone seemed to be affected by some powerful force, and everyone fell into an abnormal state.
Judging from the current situation, it should be a small whale that was far away from the main battlefield. It used the skeleton whale to catch all the falling friendly units in time before it fainted from the impact.
Kamiya wanted to try to lift his body up from the ground, but such a simple movement seemed difficult to complete.
He saw that the entire Matsuzawa area that had been shattered was filled with some strange light, penetrating pervasively and occupying every inch of space.
Black, gray, blue, purple...
Arcs of light swirled and roared, filled with suffocating pain.
"Those are emotions?"
Kamiyagawa recognized these colors because he had acquired the "love core".
In my impression, panic and fear are creeping black and gray, and sorrow and sadness are bleak blue and purple.
So these things lingering around everyone should be the emotions finally released by the leech or the eight hundred bhikkhunis.
And further away, Kamiya saw the red mist billowing above the ruins.
Inside the mist, I saw Mary's slender figure standing proudly with a knife, her red and black dress swaying.
Beside Mary were numerous broken, squirming pieces of black flesh. What she was confronting was a huge, broken half-human sculpture of flesh and blood.
wrong.
That's not a sculpture, it's eight hundred bhikkhunis.
Kamiya finally understood what was going on.
At the end of the battle, the eight hundred nuns summoned the six so-called bad emotions that the leeches had swallowed up, in order to convey the pain. Then he used beautiful and illusory happiness and joy to seduce Kamiya and his party, who were deeply in deep suffering, to accept the blessing of leech.
Just now, in that "emotional abyss", if Kamiya River had accepted the unrealistically beautiful white light, he would probably be one with the leech or the eight hundred bhikkhunis now.
Among the Kamiya people, only Mary was not affected by all this.
She is a doll who has difficulty understanding emotions normally, but she is also a goddess of joy who accepts the joyful worship of "believers".
Those empty joys cannot attract her.
Mary even used her faith to awaken Kamiyagawa.
"I have to go help her."
Kamiya tried to get up again, trying his best to pick up the Onikiri that fell beside him.
But still can't do it.
Panic, sorrow, anger, and melancholy surrounded him, making him fearful, sad, confused, depressed, and miserable.
Even though his consciousness did wake up a little, his body was completely out of control.
While struggling, Kamiya heard the voice of the dream-eating tapir.
"Puff."
The little tapir stood up unsteadily.
Kamiya is the first of the unconscious friendly units to wake up, and Little Tapir is the second.
It seems that Mary is trying to awaken everyone with her faith.
The little tapir had just woken up and hadn't figured out what happened yet, so it was shaking its nose in confusion and weakness.
"Puff..."
Then, it heard the voice of its master——
"Little tapir, those emotions! Fright and fear, can you control them? No, you have to control them!"
Now it is no longer a question of whether.
If you don't get rid of the interference of the six emotions, you can only sit still and wait for death even if you wake up.
"Puff!"
Although it didn't understand what was going on now, the Dream-Eating Tapir didn't question Kamiya's order at all. Its nose was slightly raised, and the auspicious cloud patterns on its forehead and limbs glowed in a blur.
Those magnificent dream lights rolled away, like prey, capturing the gray light and black light that symbolized "shock" and "fear" scattered in Songze, and dragged them to the side of the dream-eating tapir.
There is more than one emotional god on this side of Kamiya.
Tapirs are the masters of terror and fear!
For a moment, Kamiya felt that the extremely painful emotions were relieved.
Among the negative emotions that disturbed him, the part that made him unable to resist the fear and trembling suddenly disappeared.
As if realizing that the negative emotions in the space had been weakened, Mary made another move. The red mist around her surged and spread to the surroundings, eating away and swallowing up the orange emotions that were rushing around in the space.
However, this process is far more difficult than that of the little tapir.
Although Mary is the God of Emotions, she only controls joy. Forcibly swallowing up other emotions is too much for her and should bring a huge burden.
And as those orange emotions dissipated, the irritable and chaotic negativity in Kamiya's heart also disappeared.
It seems that what Mary took away from Matsuzawa was "anger".
Now the only things that affect Kamiya River are "sorrow", which brings sadness and sadness, and "sorrow", which makes people depressed.
Half of the six negative emotions were gone. Under this situation, he was finally able to move, and the shikigami around him also showed signs of waking up one after another.
"Prajna!"
Kamiyagawa caught Onikiri and rose from the ground. Considering that the two consecutive battles had consumed a lot of time, just in case, he took another dose of [Life Extension Purple Gold Frost].
"……I am here."
A slightly weak response.
You can smell the bitter oak tone of Prajna mixed with the faint fragrance of bergamot and cedar, and feel the cold and soft touch of her body against your back.
Prajna, who had just woken up, still had a painful expression on his face, but he complied with Kamiya's call without thinking, and turned into a mask of jealousy and attached it to his face again.
A few strands of black hair swayed under the temples, and Kamiya's eyes were shining under the weird white leather mask.
The ghost hand exhaled with a crash, and the closely arranged scales vibrated as it held the ghost hand.
"Up!"
Kamiyagawa launched the final attack on the eight hundred bhikshuni.
Little Tapir and Mary are unable to take action now because of their emotions in controlling and encroaching on the space.
Kamiya rushed to the eight hundred bhikshuni alone, the sword suddenly flashed, and the ghost hand swung the ghost sword, slashing it down with a cloudy posture.
The thick and long blade was swung down, and a shrill chirping sound erupted from the blade, like countless ghostly and evil armies, beating gold and drums, charging out majesticly. Onikiri tore through the air and also tore apart the tall and broken body of the eight hundred bhikshuni. It was not until it was about to cut it in half that the momentum finally slowed down.
Faced with such a fierce attack, the eight hundred bhikkhunis just stood there without dodging or resisting.
She has been standing like this since just now.
The compassionate smile finally disappeared from her face, replaced by endless confusion.
"Why?" The eyes of the eight hundred bhikkhunis were like candles about to be extinguished in the strong wind, with only the last faint light remaining. "That should be the power of the Lord. Why can you control it?"
Emotions are the power of leech.
it seems to be like this.
Kamiyagawa has a prop in his hand [Seven Emotions Magatama], and the item information of this prop also explains this.
It seems that the magatama originally belonged to the leech.
Perhaps the leech was originally born with a jade in its mouth. Perhaps when he was exiled and drifted, the piece of magatama was lost, and then it became a mission reward in "Kaitan Monogatari".
"Perhaps I have been in contact with your Lord a long time ago?" Kamiya replied to her, "Besides, I forgot to tell you before. I am also spreading joy to the world, but it's just not the same as yours. It’s just a different unreasonable approach.”
Because he holds the [Seven Emotions Magatama], Kamiyagawa is indeed related to Hiroko.
"Spread joy?"
Snapped.
The eight-hundred nun held Onikiri's blade with her hand, and her upper body was already crumbling after being cut open.
"So, you are also an eight hundred bhikshuni? Like me, you will create an utopia full of joy for the Lord and the world, right?"
Kamiya did not give any response to the eight hundred bhikkhunis.
But then he saw the confusion on the other person's face disappear, turning into a smile that was not compassionate or inclusive, but relieved.
The black flesh and blood on her body squirmed, and her body was divided into two with the huge gap cut by Onikiri as the boundary.
"Lord...is that what you want to see?"
The eight hundred bhikkhunis clasped their hands in front of their chests and prayed at the end.
Then it crashed to the ground, turning into a puddle of black dead flesh that no longer squirmed, and the smell of water gradually faded away.
In Matsuzawa, other pieces of meat also shrank simultaneously, gradually losing their vitality.
It seems that the exiled old gods and the apostles who gained "immortal life" by devouring the gods' flesh and blood finally passed away together.
…
With the deaths of Leech and eight hundred bhikkhunis, the already shaky Matsuzawa collapsed completely.
A huge black crack appeared in front of Kamiya River, which was very similar to the crack that appeared after killing the earthquake catfish.
Mary and Little Tapir couldn't hold on any longer, so they dissipated and returned first, and then the figures of other awakened shikigami also faded away from where they were.
The tentacles of the eight-foot girl squirmed and rolled out something from the flesh and blood everywhere, probably some kind of trophy, and stuffed it into Kamiya's arms, and then also entered the Jizo statue.
Finally, there is the Karasu Tengu.
Tengu, who had been in a safe zone throughout the whole process, reappeared with the deer, and he completed this mission very well.
"Master, here..."
After Lu Yewu came out, he looked at the collapsed Matsuzawa and didn't know what expression to make for a while.
Although I thought that Master and the others would fight fiercely with the leeches and the eight hundred bhikkhunis, could they actually fight to such an extent?
This is equivalent to demolishing the entire Matsuzawa, right?
But sure enough, in the end it was the master and his wife who won.
"go home."
Kamiya put away his tools. By now, he was at the end of his strength.
Lu Yewu held the unconscious Sanglang in his arms like a pet dog, and then looked around anxiously, looking for something: "Master, the little grandpa didn't come back. Not the real body, but the one who came in with me. "
"that one……"
Kamiya opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Beside him, the little old man's true form, the number 0 numbered by Kanoya in his heart, appeared.
"Whew."
The little old man No. 0 shook his head towards Master and Disciple Kamiyagawa.
In fact, from the moment he first entered Matsuzawa, he could no longer feel the aura of his independent existence.
Little old man No. 3 is probably gone.
"We have to go, Xiaolu, Matsuzawa is going to collapse."
Kamiya raised his hand and held onto Kanoya.
"But, but, Master! I, I..." Xiaolu's shoulders trembled, and she unconsciously hugged Sanglang tighter in her arms. She probably understood the current situation, "...I understand."
In the continuously collapsing Matsuzawa, the gap in space grew larger and larger until it swallowed both master and disciple Kamiya into it. (End of chapter)
