Start a Dome

At this time, is the street so free?

Soon, the bus stopped at a station.

As the door slowly opened, the bus stopped in place.

However, no one was on the platform, and likewise, no one stepped into the bus.

The bus just stopped on the platform for 3 minutes, then closed the door and continued to drive.

There is no one on every platform; every platform, the bus has to stop for 3 minutes.

After getting up, Xia Mo walked towards the driver's seat.

Then, Xia Mo saw that there was no one in the driver's seat, only the steering wheel was turning by itself.

Suddenly, the bus slammed on the brakes.

Grasping the armrest on the side, Xia Mo's body was constantly pulled backwards.

Squinting his eyes slightly, a ray of black light flashed away, and Xia Mo froze in place.

--boom!

With a loud noise, the bus slammed into a utility pole on the side of the road, and the next moment, the collapsed utility pole fell straight down.

- Zi!

The sound of electricity kept ringing, and the Thunder Snake danced. In the chaos, sharp shards of glass stabbed straight at Xia Mo's forehead.

Click!

The shards of glass were blocked by the black barrier, and the next moment, a pungent smell gushed out.

boom!

The entire bus turned into a ball of fire, and the violent explosion caused countless glass shards to fly.

In the flames, Xia Mo, who was covered in black awns all over, walked out with frowns.

Looking up at the bright sky, Xia Mo suddenly felt unreal.

Is this really the real world?

The phone kept displaying a blind tone, so Xia Mo simply gave up.

Opening Google, Xia Mo casually clicked on a Japanese animation website.

- 404.

No matter which website it is, it cannot be loaded.

Standing on the empty street, beside the burning bus wreckage, Xia Mo suddenly realized that it seemed that he was the only one left in the whole world.

This is him, hidden by the gods?

The dark death energy condensed into a slender ancient sword in his hand, holding the Xuanyuan sword, just when Xia Mo was about to forcibly break through the whole world with the help of death energy and Xuanyuan sword.

A black cat ran past Xia Mo's eyes. The black cat's pupils were different pupils.

"Misaki?"

Seeing the direction in which the black cat disappeared, Xia Mo hesitated for a moment, then quickly followed.

Following the black cat through the extremely narrow alleys and remote streets, Xia Mo came to the place where Naruto Misaki and Misaki Fujioka's mother lived - a small two-story mansion.

Looking at the mansion in front of him, Xia Mo was stunned, unable to recognize it for almost a moment.

The thick creeper almost covered the entire mansion, whether it was the walls or the windows.

"What... happened here?"

Full of doubts in his heart, he watched the black cat possessed by Fujioka Misaki run into the puppet hall, hesitated for a moment, and Xia Mo walked up.

When he came to the door, before he opened it, Xia Mo felt a cold gaze.

In the puppet hall, besides Misaki Fujioka, are there other people?

of course not.

Click!

Pushing open the door, the bell hanging in front of the door made a crisp sound, Xia Mo looked at the puppets in front of him.

The cold gaze emanated from those puppets.

Frowning, he came to one of the dolls, looking at the doll's eyes that had become hollow for some reason, Xia Mo gently stretched out his hand.

--Snapped!

His hands were slapped away vigorously.

Lifting his head stiffly, he looked at Xia Mo expressionlessly. The corner of the mouth of this puppet whose eyes had been gouged out suddenly split open.

The next moment, the black afterimage rushed towards Xia Mo quickly.

boom!

The puppet that jumped at Xia Mo was punched on the wall by Xia Mo, and its whole body fell apart.

With a light wave of his hand, the black mist rolled and swallowed the doll, and Xia Mo looked at the other dolls.

Other dolls with different shapes also had their eyes gouged out, leaving only deep holes.

Finding that the other dolls hadn't moved, Xia Mo hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the depths of the doll hall.

He remembered that there was a basement in the puppet hall.

Walking in the dark doll hall, everything around looked very dilapidated, and some things even turned into powder with Xia Mo's light touch, but these dolls were the only exceptions.

These dolls are as good as new, not even a speck of dust on the surface.

Xia Mo stopped in front of the western-style black coffin.

Looking at the pale-skinned Misaki Fujioka doll lying in the coffin like a real person, Xia Mo gently stretched out his hand, and brushed aside the black hair covering the doll's right eye.

The prosthetic eye without any emotion was reflected in Xia Mo's eyes.

He had obviously seen it before, but Xia Mo was still amazed when he saw it again.

The puppet in front of me is like a fairy-tale girl, which makes people feel sorry.

If it's not a puppet, but a real human being, that's fine.

At this moment, the doll of Misaki Fujioka actually closed her eyes.

The next moment, the bunch of bright red roses that it held in its palm began to wither crazily, and finally turned into ashes, scattered in front of Xia Mo.

Opened his eyes again, this time, the puppet's eyes were replaced by hatred.

"Xia Mo."

Misaki Fujioka's voice came out from the doll's throat.

"You finally came."

"finally......?"

The face suddenly became extremely ferocious, staring at Xia Mo with round eyes, and the puppet said: "Now in the whole world, there are no other human beings except you."

"Ming, Aunt Wuguo, grandma, classmate Quanmei...all of them were killed by you!"

"by me?"

Frowning, Xia Mo said, "Why are you so sure it's me?"

"It's you, it's because of you!"

Looking at Amo, the puppet said coldly: "You were manipulated by Yamata no Orochi, and eventually killed all human beings except you!"

"I...was manipulated by Yamata no Orochi...?"

Taking a step back, suddenly, the coffin in front of Xia Mo's eyes turned into a huge mirror engraved with primitive simplicity.

In the mirror full of cracks, Xia Mo saw a man whose whole body was almost covered with weird black patterns, long silver-white hair hanging down randomly, and his eyes turned into scarlet snake pupils.

"This..." The voice became indistinct, and Xia Mo looked at his hands in disbelief. "......this is me?"

'Xia Mo' in the mirror, with the corners of his mouth parted slightly, looked at 'myself' with an unbelievable expression very calmly.

at this time,

--boom!

The ancient sword entwined with black dead energy pierced through the mirror, piercing the chest of 'Xia Mo' in the mirror.

The panic in his eyes disappeared, and Xia Mo looked at 'himself' in the mirror blankly, tilting his head.

Chapter 360 - The Kyoto Battlefield Thousand Years Ago

Xia Mo in the mirror was pierced by the black Xuanyuan sword entwined with death energy, and turned into countless fragments that shone with black lights.

Suddenly, a terrifying pulling force surged out from the shattered cloud mirror.

Using his dead energy to block these fragments, Xia Mo subconsciously wanted to stabilize his figure in the face of this terrifying pulling force.

at this time,

"Xia Mo, don't resist."

From Xia Mo's mind, Yun Wai Jing's anxious voice sounded.

After a little thought, Xia Mo let go of his resistance and let this weird mirror suck him in.

Suddenly, his entire consciousness went blank.

......

Boom!

A deafening voice suddenly rang in Xia Mo's ears.

Waking up in an instant, Xia Mo suddenly opened his eyes, Xia Mo subconsciously condensed a long sword of death energy,