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

The scholar wanted to leave it to the law, but he realized that there were no laws in this area.

He didn't even dare to argue anymore, fearing that he and his students would also meet with an accident.

But this was a misunderstanding on his part. Kerry and the others were targeting the matter, not the person.

If they do bad things, they will die. If they don’t do anything bad, they won’t mind reporting them even if this guy tells others about it.

Anyway, they also have official identities, and when the time comes, who in the court will sue me?

There are always various reasons in the world to put right and wrong behind various concerns. Only idealists can stick to their hearts and only discuss right and wrong.

The doctor had said before that he wanted to go to the basement, so the few of them responded to Xiangzi's information and went to the basement.

Sato Kazuma: Kamishiro said that it might take several days for the infected to transform, and we have methods to suppress the infection.

[Kerry: But the price is that those who receive blood therapy can never go back.]

【Toyokawa Shoko: I understand】

Xiangzi, who had been keeping silent all this time, spoke this time and answered Yuno's original question.

"The one in red is called Danzo, Shimura Danzo, but it's just a code name."

"Danzo...what's your name, sister?"

The longing light flashing in the pink-haired girl's eyes was rarely responded to, and her face was filled with excitement.

"Me? Just call me Oblivionis."

Xiangzi lifted his hair.

"Wow! You must be one of those people with super powers hiding in the city, right? Can you tell me your story?"

"Okay. Let's start from the beginning."

Xiangzi smiled gently, which was rare for him, and began to tell the story of Kerry and Kazuma's first adventure after artistic processing.

However, the pink-haired girl did not notice that the reason why Toyokawa Shoko answered her question was not because her pestering had finally worked, because there was pity hidden deep in Shoko's eyes.

Never leave this place, this is the way to treat the infection.

Then... the life of this young girl in front of me will probably stop at this moment forever.

Before she dies, have one last word with her.

She seemed to be very interested in Kerry, who she saw as soon as she opened her eyes, but it was okay, you could talk to her about it.

……

Kerry and his group passed through two doors along the way, both of which could not be opened from this side and required keys.

Fortunately, everyone is now playing Earth Ol, so there will be no undead who can defeat the eldest son of the Sun King, or be unable to break a door, like the strongest creature on earth, Hanma Yujiro, who was killed by a hotel door handle.

Kazuma picked up the ivory and started a demolition, skipping the step of finding the key to decrypt the code. I don’t care about you. If you don’t open the door for me, I will even tear down the wall.

The scene is obviously different when you go underground. It is worthy of being a clinic that cooperated with the Japanese army in World War II. It is full of cages made of steel and iron. Although there is no one inside, the degree of life is unimaginable.

But at this time everyone began to question Kazuma.

[Kiritani Kazuto: Didn't you say that once we get here and open the door, we might be able to find our way back?]

[Sato Kazuma: Don't worry! Don't worry! Look a little longer! Isn't there more in here?]

Sato Kazuma now began to suspect that the magic was unreliable. Why didn't Mi react at all until now? This must be the place.

The few of them continued walking underground, and when they reached a room at the end of the underground corridor, Kazuma rushed over and smashed the wooden door, causing it to burst open.

But this time, there is still no way back, but something like a coffin lying here.

"what?"

Kazuma was about to go forward and push open the coffin to take a look.

However, Kirito stopped him with his hand.

"Wait, based on my experience, there might be some monster hiding inside this kind of coffin. Once we push it open, we'll have a boss fight."

Kirito looked serious.

Kazuma looked at the coffin lying in the room at the end of the corridor. Although he had no basis for his opinion, he felt that what Kirito said made sense.

So the three men first asked the three ordinary people following behind to step back before moving the coffin away.

"Click..."

The stone tablet, which is relatively hard for ordinary people, is extremely easy for a few people.

Inside the coffin was a black plastic bag that emitted a foul smell, and in the middle of the bag, where the person would be, there was a wooden stake stuck in the chest.

"This is……?"

After hesitating for a moment, Kazuma pulled out the wooden stake.

The moment the stake was pulled out, the things inside began to move.

The three of them were instantly prepared to stab the boss a few times to deal more blood before he stood up, but what tore open the plastic bag and climbed up was just an ordinary corpse. Under Kirito's sword, the head flew off. Just when Chris was about to take over, shouts suddenly came from behind them.

"Koichi?!"

When they turned around, they saw the lame old man rushing towards them regardless of anything, and even tried to push them aside and pounce on them.

"This is Koichi! He was wearing these clothes when he disappeared that year. I remember! I still remember it! Let me go!"

This old ghost, who seemed to have not cared about anything at all, was now struggling to break free from the grip of several people.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes, rolling down the wrinkles on his face that had been formed over the years.

“My son…!”

The old man, unable to break free, collapsed to the ground, sobbing.

Several people also looked over there. The corpse with its head chopped off did not fall down. Instead, it stretched out a shriveled hand towards the old man. Blood and tears were flowing from the chopped-off head.

Kirito felt a little regretful again. Perhaps it would have been better for an old man to commit suicide before seeing this at such an old age.

Sato Kazuma: It seems this corpse is being held captive voluntarily. He's not wearing any shackles or anything like that. Furthermore, this wooden nail seems to have the ability to suppress the resurrection of undead beings like them.

Sato Kazuma weighed the wooden stake in his hand and put it in his bag.

[Kiritani Kazuto: That should be his child. He found out that he was also infected, so he asked his companions to seal him in this place.

Oh, and I remember we speculated that his son had escaped with the previous generation's sacrifices. I wonder where the previous generation's sacrifices are.]

The answer to the question Kirito asked casually was soon revealed. There was an old basement further down the corridor in front of this room, where they saw a woman wearing a kimono, but who had completely turned into a mummy.

264

Chapter 264: Mage’s Special Weaponry.

After Shimura Akira's emotions stabilized a little, they handed him over to the folklorist to continue looking for new clues.

However, they did not expect that they would soon follow the faint fragrance, lock the basement and open the door.

Keri and Kazuma frowned when they saw this kind of situation for the first time, but Kirito was no longer surprised.

The woman in front of him seemed to have been trapped here not too long. Although the clothes on her body had begun to stick to her skin, they had not completely dissolved. Although her body was skinny, she could still be seen as a human. She even had black hair still on her head. She must have been a beauty in the past. Perhaps if she hadn't been trapped in this dark and damp place, she would still have the appearance of a human.

And based on the time, this should be the case. The woman was probably about 16 years old when she escaped, and she looks to be in her s today. However, her face is completely like a mummy. This is probably related to the insects and mold that can be seen everywhere in this basement. It is also hard to imagine how a person can survive all these years in such an environment.

Insects like cockroaches crawled out of the woman's eyes and into her ears. The woman's whole body shook and twitched.

He seemed to still be able to feel the itch, but because his hands were tied he couldn't move, which made the people around him feel uncomfortable.

"That's right, I told you before, the church basement is full of..."

Kirito explained to the others.

But just as Kirito spoke, the woman suddenly moved.

Her action made the three of them instantly alert and step back.

But only then did they realize that she had just raised her hand.

It was a pair of rotten and maggot-ridden hands, bound on both sides by barbed wires. However, in the middle of the hands, they were firmly grasping a pair of clay doll-like objects.

Kerry and the others were a little surprised and confused, because the woman seemed to want to give the thing in her hand to them. Adhering to the undead's ancestral habit of being greedy, Kerry was about to take it on the spot but was stopped by Kazuma and the others.

At this time, the folklorist who was holding the struggling old man came over. He used the flashlight to scan below and saw the clay doll in the woman's hand.

"It's Yu Liyan!"

He seemed to recognize what it was.

"According to my research, this should be the sacred artifact that was originally worshipped by Hanyu Snake Village, but it disappeared after the rise of the True Fish Cult! I speculate that this thing should also have the power to fight curses! Otherwise, the True Fish Cult would not have hidden it!"

Hearing what he said, Kazuma became interested. As the self-proclaimed spellcaster of the team, he walked over and took the pair of clay figurines from the woman without any disgust.

After playing with it for a while, although it looked very much like a Babylonian shutter, one of those sculptures that was once as popular as the Bermuda Triangle, Kazuma really couldn't see how this thing could have any power to fight against the curse.

"This is useless... Can I really open the way back with just a wave of my hand?"

Kazuma waved the clay doll in his hand with some confusion, but the next moment he felt a churning in his body, as if something was pulled out and he felt weak.

But before he could let go, a strange scene suddenly appeared in front of him. A blue flame spurted out of the mouth of the clay doll and slid across the basement following Kazuma's gaze. The sudden and surprising scene shocked everyone.

Kazuma also reacted immediately and stopped the fire from spreading everywhere.

That made the fire follow his gaze and ignite the woman who was sitting in the chair.

From a certain point, the woman's whole body began to burn, and the surging blue flames spread all over her body, but the woman who was burned by the fire did not make any sound of pain.

Instead, the shriveled face cracked slightly into an ugly arc, revealing the rotten teeth underneath.

"Thank you...thank you...Kouichi-kun, I'm here to see you..."

Although it was a dry and unpleasant voice, a few people heard a hint of girlish playfulness in it.

White light burst out from the chair, and immortality... was cut off.

No one knows what these two people experienced many years ago, but one can see the deep malice of the instigator.

Two people who long to see each other are separated by a short corridor, but can only endure pain every moment and cannot see each other again.

This woman holds the hope of breaking the curse in her hands, but she cannot use it herself. She can only endure the hellish torment with the thought that maybe one day someone will come here and she will have to hand this thing over to that person.

She felt her beauty leaving her, her eyeballs being eaten by maggots, her ears being used as insect nests, her internal organs rotting bit by bit, hunger and thirst tormenting her all the time, but her hands were tied, she couldn't scratch the itch, couldn't calm down the irritation, and she had to try to retain her consciousness and endure it all clearly.

At this moment, Kazuma deeply felt that the pain of immortality was a curse.

It is the most cruel punishment, a hell that the undead will surely fear.

Kazuma took a few deep breaths before he came back to his senses. He looked at the thing in his hand with some strangeness.

"This thing seems to consume vitality when used."

Kazuma couldn't describe the feeling very accurately, he could only give a rough description.

Upon hearing this, Kerry's eyes lit up.

"Isn't this my custom-made weapon?"

Burn your life and make it easy for yourself!

Kazuma looked a little unwilling, but he still gave the thing to Keri. Keri tried to use it the same way he used to drive a sword...

Then there was no reaction. Kerry frowned and imitated the movements just now made by Kazuma!

Nothing happened!

Yaluo! You're not allowed to be a mage! Kerry was furious! It's fine if you can't cast the magic of the groove yourself, but why can't you use magic props?

Kazuma was still there trying to persuade him.

"When you feel it trying to absorb your power, you let it go and let it absorb it. Then you establish a connection with a being that seems to be on this land. After that, you can control the fire."

"What did you say? Why don't I understand?"

Kerry looked at Kazuma suspiciously. Why didn't he feel that something in the land had established a connection with him?

Kazuma shrugged and smiled when he saw that Kerry couldn't use this thing.

"If you don't need it, just take it!"

Kazuma snatched back the clay figurine he had given to Keri and carefully put the other one into his bag.

It’s hard not to be happy, after all, this is a real magic prop that can make fireballs!