A pure white.
There is probably no more appropriate adjective to describe that room.
The quiet air seems to make all sounds settle. There is no room to mark time here, only the pure white that swallows everything.
Nothing is allowed to exist here. If the outside of the door is compared to the colorful world, then this is hell. It is an abyss deeper than pitch black darkness - the dreamy Naraku sealed by pure white darkness.
Perhaps there is no need for such a metaphor. This abyss is the place where people’s sins are sealed, so “that existence” is not a contradiction...
It was a figure illuminated by a bright white light. It looked like a criminal who was being punished. His hands and feet were tied with cold shackles, and he was imprisoned in this magic white prison and could not move.
For a woman, the eight chains seemed too exaggerated, as if to seal an extremely powerful beast, they were tightly connected to the surrounding pillars to suppress the prisoner.
The scene in front of him surprised the young man who walked into this place. If the seriousness of the crime and the hidden threat were the main reasons for being imprisoned here, then I don’t know what kind of crime this woman had committed to deserve such treatment.
However, her face was as pure as that of a saint who had understood everything. Even though she was a sinner, she still maintained a pure and flawless aura. She became the only pure body to exist in this room that excluded all evil thoughts.
Maintaining a certain distance from the other party, the young man was quietly studying the woman in front of him. Suddenly, the breath of a third person broke into the room, breaking the purity and tranquility.
"What did He say to you?" A male visitor appeared quietly and interrogated the young man beside him with a machine-like tone.
"No." The young man shook his head: "From the time I stepped here to the time you appeared, she didn't say a word."
There was no doubt about the boy's answer. The visitor just glanced at the other person and then focused on the woman in front of him.
"What's the status, □□□□□□."
The young man did not have the slightest doubt about this title. When he heard the man's voice on the other side, the woman who had always been as motionless as a statue slowly opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her with eyes without any emotion.
"..."
Seeing that the other party remained silent, disappointment appeared on the man's face, no longer the usual majestic and ambitious look and sneer.
"Have you been in this "sealed place" for more than ten years? Not only are you physically restrained by not eating or drinking, but you are clearly in an embarrassing situation where even your soul is shackled, but you still haven't wavered. "
As if it was a message to the person in front of him, and an instruction to the young man, the man began to talk to himself.
"It's no wonder that "that guy" avoids you again and again. "
The woman did not look away, nor did she pay attention to what he said, she just stared at the man.
"——Ah, indeed even I am afraid of you."
The man was so arrogant. He walked to the edge of the sealed object and stopped as if he knew that if he took another step forward, he would be wiped out.
"Do you know? What a vicious thing the shackles imposed on you are." He lowered his head and looked down at the chains spreading on the ground.
The shackles that lock the prisoner are the same thing as the shackles that imprison the dragon in the sky. They are the double shackles of the "Scale Commandment" and the "Flesh Commandment".
The stone pillars scattered all around are also the "Stone Cone Commandments" created by the hands of gods and the demon-sealing stone with "Root Prison" as the core.
In addition, the "cursed killing barrier" engraved on the pillar stone - a prison of life and death composed of a magic-breaking array woven by the God of Commandment himself.
Just looking at the main components would seem to be an exaggerated barrier, but even so...
"In this "prison" that has ten and twenty layers of tight seals, even the monsters from the mythical age can't break free, and even the "deacons" under my command will be wiped out if touched. Why...why are you still confronting me like this with all your limbs intact? "
"..." Even though the person in front of him was so provocative, the woman who had suffered all this remained silent. She cast her pure gaze on the young man who was as white and flawless as jade, as if he wanted to find the answer from him. But He also knew very well that this was not realistic.
"I see, the so-called "Incarnation of Eternal Immortality", although I have heard this nonsense, now it seems that I have to admit this fact. If she were not in this posture now, but as a big monster making trouble, it would actually make people feel more relieved. "Facing the other person's gaze, the young man spread his hands in a pretense of emotion, and then turned his attention to the man.
"So, what do you want me to do?"
Just as the man said, she was a heretic girl hidden under her white face and fair beauty. Although her eyes were staring at the visitor with a dull look, she was as unfathomable as the ocean.
--but.
The man's words filled with determination melted the body that was like eternal frozen soil.
"I want you to implant Him in your heart."
Although the degree is very small, like scattered tear moles shaking slightly, in this environment where everything seems to have stopped, the woman's subtle movements are as obvious as the frozen sea breaking apart instantly.
"As long as you can fulfill that promise and give me the opportunity to compete with more powerful people, I don't care what you want to do." The young man laughed and showed no concern.
"Don't worry, your opponent this time will definitely satisfy you."
"Can't you just let me deal with the brave man?" The young man felt puzzled.
"Don't regret it. This time your opponent will be more difficult to deal with than the brave man."
"Oh? Is there such a thing?"
The strange young man turned his head and looked at the other person. His cold words were as clear as his appearance, enough to prove that there was no falsehood in his words. But it was precisely because of this that it surprised the young man.
"Who is he? Have I ever heard his name?"
"——Baron Bokar!" The woman who was as silent as an ice sculpture seemed to know the person they were talking about, and said the name coldly and coldly.
"It seems that you know him." Seeing the woman's reply, a ferocious and teasing smile suddenly appeared on the visitor's face.
"Just a loser."
Apart from the fearless murderous intent, there is not much emotion, but that is the result that men long to see.
The young man didn't realize it, but saw the man turn around and leave the "Sealed Palace" step by step...
"Baron Bokar!"
In the midst of the silence, a brief echo made the young swordsman recall this name.
He raised his head and faced the man's gaze that was full of awareness. At this moment, he finally ushered in the moment when the formation was about to start.
Finally he understood that this was not a war between the Demon King's army and the world, but a war between himself and that man.
It’s just that no one has heard of this process, let alone understood it.
The rest have all fallen, so the last thing—
Who would be the one who wants to kill and scatter all his body?
"Indeed, I'm very satisfied!" Faced with such a situation, the boy's mouth burst into laughter like a lunatic.
Although it was not in keeping with his character, it truly showed his extremely excited state of mind at the moment.
The final decisive battle begins, but before that——
"Twelve Heavenly Capital Flag Locking Dragon Formation!"
