It's Very Easy to Fill in Next Time

I have seen the bloodiest scene, the scene of slaughtering chickens, ducks and livestock at most, and I feel cruel, but that's all... But this is a human being, the person who grew up with her, the person who lives under the same house.

"Ah, ah..." She opened her mouth unconsciously, and the splashed blood left bloody spots on her face, hair, clothes.

Shadows fell over the courtyard.

The light of the fire lit in the distance illuminated the corner, one hand crossed the corner, held the fire axe, pulled it out, and it was red and white, making the corpse twitch conditioned reflexively.

Gui Die raised her eyes, and saw an abstract style mask made of strange paint, and half a face with a grin.

"Yo, I finally found you, Nishino."

It was probably a middle-aged believer of the evil god who spoke, with an unshaven beard and a big beer belly. He seemed to be just an ordinary fat middle-aged man, but at this moment he exuded a strong hostility and bloody aura.

There are three same people standing behind him, they are thugs, but they are completely different from thugs.

Not everyone in the extreme thugs has blood on their hands, but the fanatics of these evil gods are all real terrorists who have launched violent attacks.

The girl froze, she was stunned by the scene in front of her.

Immediately after the pain hit, she lost consciousness almost instantly, as if she had been knocked on her body by something, the pain made her dizzy.

There was pain in the scalp, who was pulling her hair and dragging.

It's not that she doesn't have the power to resist, but she forgot to use it.

Before anger, she felt more fear.

In the case of losing fighting spirit, no matter how strong the strength is, it cannot be brought into play.

A bloody close fight is far more difficult than simply pulling the trigger.

It's like a nightmare.

Pain is blunted by intense shock and fear.

How could she have imagined that the believers of the evil gods would really be crazy to this point, they really dared to catch up and bloodbathed her home at night majestically.

Her hair was ripped off and bloodshot.

Fanatics surrounded her, cursing and laughing at something.

She didn't listen to anything, her ears were buzzing, her face was full of tears, and her eyes were full of burning flames and dead bodies.

At this moment, she recalled what the young man said to her not long ago.

——Kindness is not a cheap virtue, the greater the kindness needs to be matched with the ability, otherwise it is just adding chaos, and it is more likely to burn yourself, I judge that you do not have this ability, stay well, think about it before saving the world Get over the current predicament, you are not a heroic spirit, you are not qualified enough!

Maybe so.

She is not ready yet, facing this cruel reality, even if she can't save herself, how can she save others!

There was a crow hovering in mid-air, and it stopped on the eaves, casting a cold gaze.

As if mocking her naivety.

You should have known what would happen when you came back.

Crazy followers of evil gods will not let you go.

The girl lowered her head and shed tears of remorse.

Yes, she should have known!

hum-

A fanatic at close range suddenly felt a pain in his right hand. Looking down, his wrist had disappeared, and the gushing blood stained the grass.

A bright ancient knife dripped blood and pierced the courtyard dirt, and the white cobblestones were painted red.

The girl tore her severed right hand from her hair, threw it straight ahead, and then stepped forward to chase the knife.

The ancient knife was sharp, piercing the skin to the bone, split the man's ribs in an instant, and cut out fresh organs and flesh and blood.

"You lunatics." Gui Die said in a low voice, "I swear, I will kill you, kill you all, kill them all, leave no one behind!"

The belated anger made her realize that she still had a knife in her hand.

The girl swung her knife at the fanatics, not ignorant of fear, but insane.

……

I don't know how long it took, maybe 10 minutes, maybe half an hour, she was leaning on the corridor, walking slowly and unsteadily.

She chopped down seven or eight people, and she was also seriously injured. She was blind in her left eye, lost three fingers on her right hand, and lost feeling in her left leg.

She walked forward with difficulty, not because she wanted to continue fighting, but because she wanted to see clearly and understand.

Who is Junko Nishino avoiding?

Who planned the tram explosion;

Who is behind the scenes that turned her home into a sea of ​​blood!

He must come.

right here!

Dragging the bloodstains forward, she pushed open the heavy door, looked up, and a familiar silhouette appeared in the blood-stained blurred vision.

It's a crow...

The crow circled and landed on the shoulders of a man in a gray robe and a round felt hat.

He took off his hat, and said politely: "Thank you for leading the way, Nishino-kun."

Gui Die's pupils shrank suddenly, she understood a lot in an instant, her voice was hoarse: "Onmyoji..."

Chapter 63 The third time the fourth time the fifth time...

Crow, Shikigami, Onmyoji.

She should have thought of it earlier.

In fact, I didn't escape from the beginning.

When the crow found her, there was no way for her to escape.

All they did was probably just driving, driving themselves away, not letting themselves breathe, watching themselves running around, and finally...

But they killed the wrong person.

Really wrong.

She is not Junko Nishino, and she doesn't know anything about the followers of evil gods, otherwise how could she escape home.

Gui Die gritted her teeth, her heart was filled with sorrow, and a sense of powerlessness gradually crept up her spine.

If she had known that this would happen, she would rather jump into Tokyo Bay, and it would be over once and for all.

In the end, all struggles are powerless, and everything she knows may not be true.

Always crawling and struggling in the circle drawn by others, like an ant drawn into a prison.

She smiled wryly, hoarsely, secretly mocking her own innocence.

She actually wanted to accuse the other party of his stupidity and cruelty.

It doesn't make any sense at all.

There is no rationality in this group of fanatics. Even if they know that they have made a mistake, they can only spit out a cold and ruthless "Oh, and then" to irony. Human nature is the most distant word from them.

The man dressed like a western gentleman has a pair of blue eyes. He looks as if he has been educated by aristocrats and looks polite.

"Thanks for your hard work, you led the way, Nishino-kun."

"We specially prepared a big gift for you, I don't know if you are satisfied or not."

The crow on his shoulder was holding an eyeball that had been plucked from the corpse. The nerve thread behind the eyeball was hanging from the beak, dripping with blood.

The girl's voice was low, and her vocal cords had been hurt by her too much roaring, and it sounded like every word she said was tearing her voice.

"I lost to you this time, and I lost completely."

"You should also know that there is no possibility of winning from the beginning. Why did you betray and stay in the headquarters well? You are still my beloved comrade, but you actually engage in such small tricks behind the back of a friendly mutual aid society..."

The man tossed the other eyeball up and was caught by the crow. He tilted his head and pressed his white glove on the staff of civilization: "I'm very sad, Nishino-kun."

"Don't come over." Gui Die warned.

"It's useless to say anything at this point."

"No, I just advise you, stay away from me, or you may regret it."

"I'll wait and see." The leader of the fanatics approached the crow calmly: "However, I'm more curious, can you answer me? You have been running for a day, what are you doing? Are you going through What kind of method to disappear in half a day?"

"Okay." The girl grinned, the steel blade reflected the fire, her body was bruised and bruised, her smile was a bit joking and proud: "Ask me in hell!"

She lost, miserably.

But there is still a chance!

The crow screamed, and the leader of the fanatics walked towards her. The invisible force instantly tore the floor and the wooden doors and windows, and the spacious wooden table was violently torn apart like paper. The violent force exceeded the understanding of ordinary warriors.

"Ah……"

The only reply was a sneer.

Gui Die closed her eyes, held the knife in front of her, and turned the blade.

If you don't die now, when will you wait?

She raised a knife to her neck, slaying herself brazenly!

What I didn't dare to do before, now I don't have the slightest hesitation.

The sharp blade cut through the white neck, and blood spurted out, splashing the half body of the fanatic leader in suit and leather shoes.

He took a few steps back vigilantly, wary of fraud, and then realized that it was just ordinary blood.

To spend so much effort just to splash blood all over his body?

Blue Eye bent down to pick up the ancient knife, pinched the edge of the knife with his thumb and index finger, and wiped off the blood and lipids.

"Galan's works."

"It has been unblocked, but unfortunately you don't know how to use it."