"It seems that the battle situation in the sea of ​​trees is very fierce."

Staring at this broken human figure, Hanyu Mai naturally no longer thought that what just happened was an "accident".

"...Did the aftermath even oscillate here?"

In folk sacrificial offerings, the so-called "March human figure" means eliminating disasters and solving problems, healing diseases and praying for good fortune.

"His..."

The scorching sensation came from the waist again, interrupting Mai Hanyu's thoughts.

Not bothering to look at the tiny scratches on her arm, she directly lifted the hem of her shirt.

The large mirror surface reflects the slender white and greasy waist of Hanyu Mai, and the black circular tattoo on it...

It was a black snake that was devouring its own tail.

At this moment, the round black snake seemed to be slashed by a sharp blade, and a fine white mark appeared in the middle of its body.

"This birthmark... doesn't seem to be the same?"

Hanyu Mai, who had this mark on her body since she was a child, naturally noticed the change immediately.

The shape on this birthmark has various names such as "Ouroboros", "Earthly Python", "Self-devourer", "Curly Dragon", "Rainbow Snake" and so on. Various myths and legends in the Americas exist widely, and even similar images have appeared in mathematics, physics and alchemy, so that she has never been able to confirm which one is on her body.

"?"

Just as Hanyu Mai was twisting her body to take a closer look, the black Ouroboros in the mirror was surging like red-hot iron, and her body rotated one hundred and eighty degrees...

"Ugh!!"

As the burning sensation intensified, scenes of chaos and disorder accompanied by severe headaches invaded the mind...

This "nervous headache", which has long been accustomed to, is more violent than every time before.

Facing the headache that made people faint, Hanyu Mai opened the satchel tremblingly, groped for the usual headache medicine from inside, and stuffed it into her mouth...

"Ouch... vomit... cough..."

After lying on the sink for a full five minutes, she recovered from the severe headache.

"So that's the case... Is it this time again?"

In the mirror covered with water droplets, Hanyu Maiyu's pretty face with pear blossoms showed a firmness and determination she had never seen before: "If these 'imaginations' are true...then this time, I will definitely stop...that 'Doomed' ending!"

…

Deep in the sea of ​​dead trees, below the Skytree.

"Real-time observation and reporting by military satellites... An OH-1 ninja gunship was disturbed by grievances and crashed over the Skytree... The resulting explosion and wreckage impact did not have a substantial impact on the tower body structure..."

"There are unknown flares burning over the sea of ​​trees, it is suspected that they came from the spirit removers inside the sea of ​​trees..."

In the icy broadcast sound of "Dark Net Lord", everything that happened within the sea of ​​trees was refreshed in detail on the screen wall.

"I noticed that the C2 transport line helicopter dropped a parachute on the sea of ​​trees...Identified according to the shape of the parachutist...100% confirmed to be Sousuke Araki, and the locomotive registered under his name, Fusang Shen, 'Sengoku Samurai'..."

"Oh? The trial of the miscellaneous fish is invalid, can the protagonist finally be unable to bear his appearance?"

In the picture taken by the satellite, there is a person and a car falling rapidly with a white parachute.

"Then, let's also start the next phase of the experiment."

Chardonald, who was originally wandering the world, smiled and snapped his fingers.

"The "Bamboo Tori Picture Scroll" that stores a large amount of pure soul particles..."

"The Necronomicon, which records the true history of the earth and the universe, inherits the technique of reversing life and death..."

"The Scroll of Hundred Ghosts, which can break through the walls of space and fuse the foreign world with the human world..."

Books and scrolls, big and small, emerge from the shadows.

"Tsk tsk, I really can't wait to see what wonderful theological responses these precious 'experimental materials' can collide with."

Watching these things being picked up by the drone and flying towards the sightseeing corridor at the top of the Skytree, a flush of excitement appeared on Xanadud's face: "Almost enough, you can call Natasha and Reyel back. already."

"Sorry, they can't come back."

"Darknet Lord" still had the same cold tone, but the speed of his speech seemed to be a little heavier than before.

"Even with Wardenclyffe Tower, the drone's signal is still delayed in the sea of ​​trees. What you are seeing now is what happened three minutes and twenty-five seconds ago..."

The picture on the screen wall quickly flipped.

The first person to appear was Reyer, whose body had collapsed and scattered white light...

Then, there was Natasha standing still in blood and dying...

In the end, it was Sousuke Araki, who dragged six black arms, broke through the white fog and resentment, and strode forward in the sea of ​​trees.

"As soon as I entered the sea of ​​trees, I found Natasha and Reyer. Is it a coincidence or deliberate?"

Reaching out his hand and touching his chest, he bowed slowly to the depths of the sea of ​​trees, and on the downcast face of Shanod, his expression became more serious than ever before: "Farewell, my friend... On the road of exploring the truth, there must be a stone tablet that remembers you... "

"Your Excellency Hell Revolution, have you seen it too..."

Then, he turned his head and glanced at the moon shadow Qiancao who was lying in front of the computer "doing nothing": "Even the combination of the blood descendant of the demon wolf Fenrir, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and the witch of fate can be called 'no solution' , there is no way to hold on for one more second in front of Araki Sosuke."

"I, of course I saw it... So what? Since you dared to call and ask him to come over, shouldn't you have prepared something else?"

Looking at Sousuke Araki, who was reborn as a demon and his murderous intent was rising on the screen, Moon Shadow Chica gritted his back molars unwillingly: "If you want to create an 'urban legend, just send me the 'copywriting'."

"No, ordinary urban legends don't make any sense to this person at all. If I want to find a way to deal with it, I need more 'experimental data'. So, please add all the 'points' to the On the 'Holy Grail'."

"ALLIN? Give this broken cup? No matter how many 'blood people' you make, what use will it be in front of him."

Hearing the other party's "unreasonable request", Yueying Qiancao shook her head like a rattle: "You're wasting points like this, I might as well try to create an urban legend of 'The person named Sosuke Araki must die'..."

"Time is running out, please, do as you please, okay?"

"Tsk...I see."

But Xanaduode's calm and chilling gaze made him choose to shut up immediately.

"These are my savings for half a year..."

While muttering, Chikage Tsukage pressed the Enter key and injected the points into the "Valencia Holy Grail".

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