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

"Kamishiro Miyako, the sister of that woman Ayako, you must not have any grudges against her. She is a sacrifice of this generation of the Kamishiro family, very pitiful."

As if he knew that the old man had a disagreement with the Kamishiro family, Takeuchi Tamon explained a little more.

"Humph……"

However, his explanation was met with a cold snort from the old man, who glanced at the girl and turned away with a cold face.

"Why did you come back? Since you were out, you should have stayed out there peacefully. Now you have ended up like this."

Hearing the old man's words, the folklorist was stunned, then pursed his lips and took a deep breath.

"I miss my parents, so I want to come back and see them."

"Well, now you know that your parents would have turned into monsters a long time ago."

The old man shook his head.

Takeuchi Tamon's parents disappeared in the last mudslide. Unexpectedly, this incident has been on his mind for so many years, even now that he is a lecturer at a university.

However, he didn't seem to have any right to criticize others. The reason why he refused to move away was that the disaster decades ago seemed to have become a shadow in everyone's life, and no one who had come into contact with it could escape it.

The last two groups of people they encountered turned their attention to the reunited group of undead brothers.

Kazuma punched Kirito's chest.

"It's a good thing you didn't bring another woman here, otherwise I couldn't stand it."

"Everyone is like you, only caring about those things at a time like this."

Kirito didn't get angry and patted Kerry's shoulder.

As long as everyone could get together, the previous uneasiness of being in an unfamiliar environment would be swept away. In fact, if they hadn't met anyone, the two of them would definitely choose to commit suicide and return to Kerry.

"What's next?"

However, Kirito still didn't quite understand. After all, although they had collected a lot of information since they entered here, they had not found a way out.

"Next... of course it's up to magic."

Kazuma pulled out his staff from his bag, found a corpse that was still breathing, picked up his dragon tooth and began to draw a magic circle on the ground.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Kirito came closer with some curiosity.

"Don't look, don't look. People like you who have no love cannot see magic. Be careful of the contamination of knowledge. This is the magic of finding the way.

With my luck, I should be able to get directions to get out."

262

Chapter 262 Da-mee da-mee da-mee yo!

Kazuma sighed and uttered the blasphemous words, offering the liver of the undead corpse as a sacrifice.

Filled with blood and magic circles, the water on the surface reaches the depths of the world in pursuit of higher meanings.

Kerry felt a little regretful when he saw Kazuma casting the spell.

In fact, when dealing with many ancient gods like these, there is a chance that they can be expelled by using the old seal.

But Kree himself didn't know whether he and his people were human beings or Old Ones in the eyes of the old gods.

I'll draw an old seal later, and before anyone else finds it, that crazy old god will come and attack me, and I'll be finished.

Kazuma sighed as he chanted the spell.

This wasn't the kind of magic he wanted, nor was it some explosive magic that could blow up a city as soon as the spell was cast.

However, if one could instantly cast one or two harmless little evil curses such as knotted ox, dislocated Xx, toes hitting the table, inflamed wisdom teeth, and cracks at the corners of the mouth, they would be of immeasurable use in actual combat.

It's a pity that the witchcraft system in this world is still too orthodox mysticism, and is more inclined towards ritual preparation rather than accumulating magic power in the body and then releasing it.

However, for some middle school girls, of course this is the kind of thing they feel, and they may even denounce those who can release magic power as pure superpower variants, right?

As the ritual was completed, extraordinary power was bestowed on the magic wand. The wand seemed to sink with a thousand pounds of force, and then it flashed with fluorescent light, drawing a path on the ground.

The light was fleeting, but Kazuma had already memorized the passage and headed north.

After dusting himself off, Kazuma stood up and put his wand away.

Then he walked over to Kirito in a pretentious manner.

"As fate would have it, the road is over there, and then we need to turn right and go forward."

"Your prediction is quite accurate."

Kirito looked curiously at Kazuma who seemed fine after casting the spell.

"That's not the case. Look who it is..."

"Okay, okay, let's stop talking about this and go."

Someone who couldn't cast any magic at all came up and signaled everyone to hurry up.

The three of them walked towards the people still standing on the playground.

"Let's go, we've found the direction."

The three of them were a little confused about how they found it, but decided to follow as instructed.

The few of them let Kazuma lead the way and walked in the designated direction. They didn't encounter any fleeing monsters along the way and didn't know what they were doing.

Soon, several people stopped in front of a clinic.

"It should be right here."

Kazuma double-checked.

"But isn't this a clinic?"

Kirito was a little confused.

"Hmph, are you questioning my spellcasting skills? Space, do you understand space? Maybe once we open the door, we'll find our original world outside."

As Kazuma spoke, he smashed his ivory against the locked door.

With a "clang!", the old door panel was directly cut open.

Unexpectedly, the light was on inside the clinic, and there was even a man with blood all over his face. He was wearing a white doctor's coat, and his face looked familiar to Kerry and the others.

"Oh, you guys?"

He looked past the others and looked at Miyako Kamishiro behind him.

"Oh, it's you. Come in quickly. I'm going to look for you."

The doctor talked to himself for a while and was about to turn around, but Kirito frowned and stopped him.

"Are you the one seeking a mentor?"

That’s right, the man in front of them was almost identical to the mentor Qiu that Kerry and the others had met a few days ago.

"No, that's my younger brother. He and I are twins, but we were adopted by two different families when we were little. Oh, and my name is Shiro Miyata. You guys were the ones who made that music before, weren't you? Were you making noises to escape somewhere else? I'm planning to go check out the basement, so you guys better help me out."

This man really didn't seem to be the mentor who greeted everyone with a smile. His tone was very cold.

[Sato Kazuma: This guy is so cool! ]

Kerry and the other two walked in, and the people behind them also walked in.

When they walked into the lighted operating room, they found that there was a woman, or rather a female corpse, lying on the operating table.

The female corpse had been tied tightly to the operating table.

"This is……?"

Akira Shimura, who followed in from behind, spoke hesitantly.

"Oh, my girlfriend and student, you've met her, right? I killed her a few days ago, but unexpectedly, after arriving in this alien space, she turned into a zombie and came looking for me again, so I captured her.

Listen carefully, I believe that you who have come here are all capable people. I will reveal to you the secret of these monsters. They cannot be killed at all and will be resurrected no matter what. "

Although he said these extremely cruel words, his face showed no emotion at all, and he had an expression that said, "I'm going to have a big talk."

"we know."

Kirito nodded.

His expression seemed a little embarrassed, so he took a deep breath.

"They share vision. If one sees it, all the corpses see it."

"We know that too."

Kirito continued to nod.

His brows furrowed, and he continued speaking with a stern face.

"And with certain rituals, they will become even more bizarre, branching out into various types and transforming into all sorts of monsters."

"Can you tell us something we don't know?"

Kazuma was a little annoyed by this guy who acted so aloof but talked about a lot of things that everyone knew.

The doctor choked, then took a deep breath.

"Then I need to tell you that if you want to avoid becoming an immortal monster, there's actually a way. That's injecting the blood of a direct descendant of the Kamishiro family and undergoing blood therapy. You've traveled through so many places along the way, and I'm sure you've been infected to some extent..."

"I know, and none of them are infected."

This time it was not Kazuma who spoke, but Miyako Kamishiro who was behind him.

The Kerry people really don’t know this.

So everyone turned their eyes to the girl who spoke, but the girl shook her head.

"No, you won't be infected if you exchange blood with us, but we carry the original sin and cannot leave this space."

After hearing the girl's words, the doctor was stunned and then scratched his head.

"I see. That's all I can do. But I still hope you can give me some of your blood, so at least I won't turn into a monster."

"no problem."

The girl stepped forward and signaled to the doctor to start.

The doctor inserted a blood transfusion device into her, and only then did he realize that several people were looking at him.

"what happened?"

"No, young man, we're actually more curious about what happened when you said you killed your girlfriend."

He spoke with a fake smile.

“It’s okay to tell you, wasn’t there a rumor a few years ago that there were survivors of that mudslide?

In fact, it was a corpse. I don’t know how it returned to our world from this world. At that time, the clinic was still under the management of my adoptive father, and it was cooperating with the military. My adoptive father conducted experiments on the corpse.

She saw the corpse and had some misunderstandings about me, so I killed her to silence her.

What are you looking at? If you want to get out alive, I'm your companion. And obviously, with my long training and the zombie information I inherited from my adoptive father, I'm an important fighting force in the team. I'm even willing to take the initiative to ensure that I never go back and never turn into a monster. If you clash with me, it's obviously an unwise choice."

As the doctor spoke, he slapped a pistol on the instrument compartment next to him.

The three Kerrys looked at each other, and the next moment, three rifles were pointed at the doctor's head.

"Don't worry, even if you turn into a monster, we will kill you again."

263

Chapter 263: Song of the Dead Souls.

"How could you kill him?"

On the way to the basement, the folklorist looked at Kerry and his companions with some disbelief.

"He himself said that he killed his girlfriend and admitted it himself.

And we also saw later that his girlfriend was pregnant with a child, which should also be his."

Kazuma, who was more familiar with the scholar, began to explain.

"But, then we should also..."