Zongman, can you be immortal with me for the rest of your life?

She anxiously searched every building, but couldn't find her target.

At this time, she had already remembered everything based on the symbols she left behind.

Her name is Yaobikuni.

A person who lived for a thousand years by eating the flesh of mermaids that fell from the sky.

In the long years and distant memories, at the beginning of the millennium, she had rejoiced that she had gained eternal life and immortality.

But she would feel it from time to time, feel that curse.

She would have regular headaches and discomfort, and no matter how far she wandered from here, she would always return here.

She could feel that this was the curse from the being she had eaten. She repented and cursed, but it was all in vain.

She vaguely felt that eating that thing was a sin and she had to atone for it.

But she had no intention of giving up this eternal life from the beginning.

Even though I got the benefit, it doesn’t mean I have to be responsible for it! The inequality is broken!

So she came up with a bold idea. She was pregnant when she was cursed, so she thought of studying the occult and using her own offspring to atone for her sins. Wouldn't that be great?!

As long as the person he ate back then is resurrected, won’t he no longer have to suffer?

With her amazing wisdom, she established the Kamishiro family and began to experiment with the mystical knowledge that was relatively easy to find in ancient times.

In the beginning, it was she who kept looking for men to conceive and give birth to offspring, but later she found that this was not enough. Moreover, due to the long years and the pain of the curse, she often lost her memory and could only remember by leaving marks on things around her.

Later, she began to let her descendants preserve offspring, with the older sisters in each generation using them for breeding and the younger sisters being sacrificed.

The mysterious existence seemed to sense the sincerity of her atonement, allowing her and her descendants to gradually master a complete set of sacrificial and resurrection rituals.

So the ceremony was performed every other generation, but it seemed that the sacrifices were never up to standard and each time it failed. After the failure, a natural disaster would occur near the village, demonstrating the wrath of that existence.

As for how many innocent people died here, what does it have to do with her?

This time was no different, except that she was very sure that the fruit should be enough, because her great-granddaughter, who was no one knew how many generations old, had the same extremely high purity as hers, and was even born without eyesight because of this talent.

She was very sure that this descendant of hers could atone for her sins.

Of course, if a person repeats something a thousand times, even he or she will believe it.

She, who can also share the perspective of the corpses, came up with a bold idea: she wanted more people to go to "heaven".

Especially after entering this space, she was even more certain of this.

Because she could clearly see from the shared vision that from the perspective of the zombies, this strange world full of blood and thick fog was like a paradise.

Yes, zombies can laugh, a weird laugh, and the main reason they laugh is because they are really happy.

From the perspective of the corpses, they and their families came here. The family members all had their original faces without blood and tears, and no broken limbs. As long as they stayed here, their bodies would continue to secrete the hormone called "happiness".

The five limbs and five senses are in bliss at all times.

There was no thick fog in the sky, but instead there were scattered white creatures like little angels. The shrill scream like an alarm was not a death warrant, but the gentle call of the Mother Goddess. The blood falling from the sky was a sweet rain.

The inhuman limbs that grew out of them were invisible to them. They could only see that they had grown angelic wings and strong arms.

In their eyes, those who are not infected are monsters like pseudo-humans, so when they are scared, they will attack those pseudo-humans, and when they see clearly, they will hurt them with a smile.

Because this is their simple wish. Since we are so happy and they are living so miserably, we must help them! Break their limbs and necks, so that they can also be blessed by the Mother Goddess, and they will become as happy as us.

It's just out of enthusiasm.

When everything a person sees, hears, and even remembers is beautiful, and everything he sees and hears is happiness, does it really matter whether it is true or false?

The answer from the eight hundred nuns who have lived for thousands of years and have already understood the meaning of life is no.

Everything a person can feel is actually a signal produced by the organs.

What's wrong with an illusory paradise? Not only does she want to atone for her own sins, she also wants to help all of humanity ascend to this beautiful world without death or conflict, where they don't need to eat but can feel happiness all the time...

On the other side, Chris and Xiangzi landed in this different world.

Xiangzi didn't pay much attention to the people behind her, but as time went on, her face became more ugly.

The fragrance appeared behind her.

It is very faint, so faint that it seems to be suppressed by the rich fragrance in the space, but it is real.

Turn around and carefully identify the source of the fragrance.

In the crowd, the two people rescued by Kerry were fine, the girl with short purple hair who looked annoying and was still staring at him was fine, and the person still wearing the junior high school uniform was fine.

Everyone else, including the pink-haired girl who kept talking to him,...

Xiangzi's expression sank into a shadow. She always felt that her life was like some kind of frustration mechanism, as if the words she said would always come back like a boomerang.

Although it cannot be confirmed, the possible seeds have appeared, and it is very likely that all those people were infected by the rain.

If I had been more careful when I was wiping it with Kerry before, would this not have happened?

Xiangzi was a little annoyed. Her vibrant self was talking to her: "Hey! Xiangzi, you promised Kerry, right? If anything goes wrong, kill them all. You won't show any mercy, right?"

She would be soft-hearted, Xiangzi was sure of that, but she would not be merciless, she was also sure of that.

Xiangzi stood up.

He turned around and faced the people behind him.

The dozens of people in the room were puzzled when they saw her stand up.

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

Yuno's mother, the brown-haired woman, spoke.

Xiangzi ignored her and instead pointed at a few people in the crowd.

"Come here, both of you, and let's split up into two rooms to give each other some privacy."

Xiangzi couldn't come up with any reason, so he could only say this.

"Why should we listen to you? What's the purpose of separating us?!"

As expected, someone immediately objected, but this time Xiangzi chose to answer them why.

Xiangzi walked to a tree as thick as a large beverage bottle. Under everyone's puzzled gaze, he raised one leg and kicked the tree sideways.

Then, with the rustling of leaves, the tree shook in front of their horrified eyes, revealing a not very clean fracture, and then fell to the ground with a loud bang in one direction.

“Brush la la la!”

Amid the sound of huge leaves hitting the ground, Xiangzi looked at them again.

"that's why."

261

Chapter 261: Next, leave it to magic.

After Xiangzi did something that even she herself found inexplicable.

Instead, the scene became quiet. All the guys were at peace. No one asked her what her purpose was, and no one said anything more.

Although she hated to admit it, the fact was that Miss Oblivionis's suggestions were often better than she initially thought.

The people she picked out followed her obediently to another room. The people in this room also huddled together quietly.

[Toyokawa Shoko: Sato, ask what the reaction would be after being infected]

Xiangzi raised the question and was mentally prepared.

But she didn't notice that a pair of sparkling pink eyes in the crowd were watching her actions.

So this is ah!

Yuno looked at her mother who had a lot of complaints but couldn't say a word. She seemed to have learned what to do!

It turns out that it's such a simple method. Just show violence and your mother will calm down!

If that’s the case, then I don’t have to be locked in a cage and starve.

No! Maybe it's not just that! I can... I can lock them up and let them understand me, right?

I really want to be like my sister! But I don’t know how to do it.

Why don’t you go and ask?

Yuno put aside the need for normal social interaction and approached Xiangzi, who was considering whether to kill them all to avoid turning them into zombies that he could not kill with his sickle.

……

However, Xiangzi estimated that he would not be able to wait for a reply from Kazuma in the short term.

Because the help that Kazuma was talking about was not from outside the field. He directly slid down the high ground with the crystal ivory in his hand and rushed into the formation.

The folklorist and the girl he brought with him also discovered for the first time how heavy the object that was lightly carried on Kazuma's shoulders was.

They watched helplessly as Kazuma slid into the fog and raised the thing in his hand. An abnormal zombie with an obviously bloated body squirmed to his side. Then Kazuma waved the ivory in his hand, and the zombie that looked almost two meters tall was hit directly by a battering ram. It flew several meters away and knocked down a group of zombies before it was done.

Seeing Kazuma slapping the zombies like baseballs, they finally became convinced that their behavior of playing music to attract the zombies was not crazy, but they wanted to catch all these things in one fell swoop.

Kazuma didn't use any techniques, he just raised the ivory again and again and smashed it down.

The place he broke into was actually like a deserted place. Corpses were knocked to the ground and turned into meat paste. The horrible sound of bones piercing skin could be heard continuously.

Kerry also noticed Kazuma in a corner of the monster pile.

"Really? Didn't you learn magic? Why don't you use it!"

"It's useless against these guys. After all, a real mage should wear heavy armor, hold heavy weapons, and quietly cast a few spells."

The two of them were dozens of meters apart, chatting in the pile of monsters as if they were in their own backyard.

Amidst the violent drum beats and guitar sounds, the two men broke out from two directions, then joined forces, and then swept outward briskly.

Kazuma used his stick to knock down a bunch of monsters, while Keri raised his sword to finish off the remaining monsters.

"Wu!"

Kazuma couldn't help but hum along with the music.

But just as the guitar turned into a drum beat again, the loud noise covered up the sound of Kerry singing.

"Om—Woo! 呂"

Just as when the few people entered this space, a huge roar, like the air raid sirens of fear engraved in the DNA of the Japanese, sounded from the sky and echoed in every corner of this space.

After that sound, the corpses that had gathered together retreated like a tide.

Kerry and He Zhen were confused about the situation, but they tried their best to chase them. However, these things were scattered like cockroaches, with the main one crawling everywhere, and there were also a few ordinary people on the high ground, so in the end there were only a few left.

When Kirito excitedly rushed to the place with a knife in hand, he found that Kerry and Kazuma were sitting on a pile of corpses.

"Hmm? Where's the monster?"

Kirito looked around in confusion. There was nothing around except a pile of barbecued meat that had been baked twice by Kerry with superb cooking skills, emitting an unpleasant burnt smell.

"It has ended."

Kazuma waved his hand, indicating that Kirito's happy Tutu time was over.

"what?!"

Kirito expressed that he couldn't accept it.

But there was a reason why he came so late, and that was because he was carrying the lame old man with him all the way.

Kirito was afraid that if he ran away, the old man would commit suicide again.

He almost carried the old man over here.

Unexpectedly, this old man and the folklorist brought by Kazuma were old acquaintances.

"Shimura Akira? I haven't seen you in years. I'm relieved to see that you're still in good health."

The folklorist brought the girl down from the high ground and greeted the old man when they saw him.

Instead, the old man took a while to recognize him.

"Are you... Takeuchi? You're still talking about being healthy at this point? Aren't we all doomed?

This is……?"

Then the old man turned his gaze to Miyako Kamishiro.