But what did Slime do wrong?

Yamata no Orochi was bound by these chains and could not move.

However, under such a disadvantage, he actually didn't know what he thought of, and he was able to laugh out loud.

The man seemed to have given up all the meaning of struggling, and even actively relaxed the strength on his body.

He raised his head, staring at the boy who descended from the sky, and the bright knife light that descended together with the boy, it was as if the light of the dark sky that had broken through the tens of thousands of years in this space in a trance.

A smile of unknown meaning appeared on Yamata no Orochi's lips.

He stretched out his arms towards Rimuru who was approaching him, a gesture reminiscent of a "hug".

"?"

Limuru fell rapidly under the momentum of Wanjun, and when he saw this movement of Yamata no Orochi, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

But his current situation is already an arrow shot out with a bow, and there is no possibility of turning back at all; what's more, Rimuru doesn't think there is any possibility of peace between himself and Yamata no Orochi.

Therefore, without the slightest hesitation, Limuru poured all his magic power into the Heavenly Tail Feather Zhang in his hand.Because the long knife was full of magic power, it glowed with an extremely dazzling brilliance, and the golden light was shining like a sun wheel hanging from the sky.

Without any hindrance, it was as easy and easy as cutting butter with a heated knife——Tian Zhiwei Zhang easily penetrated the man's chest, pierced it in, and twisted the heart. smash.

However, this is not the main body of Yamata no Orochi, and even what appears in front of Rimuru now is not the deity of Yamata no Orochi himself, but the one cast by the other party in the projected sealed place. Just a trace of spirit.

Therefore, there was no blood splattered out, and there was no sound of dull flesh suddenly falling to the ground.The man's body turned into black smoke and dust like a little mermaid illuminated by sunlight, and then completely merged into the surrounding dark environment.

Limulu almost subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab a handful, but he couldn't catch the fly ash at all. He just watched the ashes fall from his fingers in a daze. It is no exaggeration to say that it was Caught a lonely.

"This……"

Limulu stretched out his hand if he felt something, and touched his arm.

On the skin that is not wrapped by clothes, it seems that there is still the temperature left by Yamata no Orochi before.

[…Charles. ]

Rimuru asked in an almost bewildered tone.

[Is that just my illusion? ... Yamata no Orochi seems to have no intention of resisting at all, even...]

Give him a hug that doesn't have much warmth in it?

Limuru believes that regardless of what happened when he was a human being; since he was reincarnated as a monster, his hands have been stained with a lot of blood due to various reasons, even if he is not bloodthirsty.

But even so, Yamata no Orochi must be the strangest enemy he has ever killed.

Although he was still thinking about Charles asking for approval, Limulu had already decided in his heart that the evil god who had just been chopped off by his sword had indeed given him a hug.

Limuru's slender eyelashes blinked a little, and he could still clearly recall that Yata no Orochi's overly intimate hug action before - that action made the knife in Limuru's hand penetrate his heart even deeper. But it also gave Yamata no Orochi such an opportunity to lock the petite boy in his arms. If someone who didn't know saw it, they might think it was a pair of intimate lovers having sex. The neck is entangled.

Then, at such a close distance, the evil god whom he had only met for the first time clung to his ears, and said to him with a low, hoarse, magnetic voice with a smile on his face, "Limuru is Is it? I remember."

"Until the day I return to the present world..."

There may be some other words after that, but limited by the projection time of the man's remnant thoughts, the time for them to be spoken has also been lost, and they can only be combined with the wind. disappearance.

Before he disappeared completely, he opened his mouth, revealing two sharp fangs protruding from his lips, and then bit Limulu's neck involuntarily, leaving behind two small Hole.

Then, very quickly, centering on the two holes that were bitten through, a purple curse mark the size of a baby's fist emerged, and it was branded on Limulu's shoulder and neck like that.

The deep purple color is set off by the fair skin, which is so dazzling.

Rimuru stroked the wound with her fingers.

With the ability of [Super Speed ​​​​Regeneration], the wound left by Yamata no Orochi healed immediately after Charles's thoughts moved; however, compared to the wound, it was the curse mark that was more difficult , exists tenaciously on Limulu's skin like a nail household.

"What is this..."

Using the water elements in the air to condense into a mirror, Limuru turned her head, brushed away her hair on one side, and stared at the curse mark in the mirror, but she really couldn't see its origin.

Ah, but.

If you don't consider other factors that exist in it, then just this alone seems to match the magic circle in his eyes.

"It's a curse."

As a Fallen Angel, Kuromo cannot appear in this world. He was only able to appear for a short time under the cover of Yata no Orochi's power and the unique features of this space. Lu helped, and quickly retreated.

Hearing Limuru talking to himself now, he passed out the answer lightly from within Limuru's shadow.

"It can also be regarded as the mark of Yamata no Orochi to you."

"Its existence symbolizes that you are the prey chosen by Yamata no Orochi, so that no matter where you exist in this world, Yamata no Orochi can detect your existence through this."

"Even if you die unfortunately one day, following this mark, Yamata no Orochi can follow you to hell, and even find your reincarnation."

Hearing this, Limulu had a wry smile on his face: "Is that so?"

"That's really a curse from life to life."

But he wasn't afraid either.

While thinking this way in his heart, Limulu took down the faint blue palace lantern that had been hanging on his arm all the time - Limulu has not forgotten that this is the most important purpose of his trip.

"Green Lantern?"

Limulu gently stroked the traces on the palace lantern with her fingers, and called the other party's name softly with some distress.

There was no response from that lamp, as if he was really just an ordinary lamp for lighting, at most, the color was a little special.

Rimuru frowned.

He thought for a while, and tentatively injected magic power into the lamp in his hand.

There was no change at first, but Limuru was very patient and continued to output magic power.

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, and finally, at a certain moment, the light on the lamp in his hand suddenly changed and became brighter.

The cyan light butterfly that first led Limulu here flapped its wings, flew over tremblingly, fluttered its thin wings, and finally landed on the top of the palace lantern.

The palace lantern immediately shone brightly as if it had acquired a soul, and began to vibrate violently.

Limulu let go of her hand, allowing the palace lantern to leave her hand and float independently in the air.

The faint blue flame in the palace lantern began to dance violently, and finally flashed fiercely, and what appeared in front of Limulu was no longer the previous lamp that looked like it might be extinguished at any time, but She was a beautiful woman with tall legs and long legs, with her hair partly pulled up with a golden hairpin. She had a pale complexion, blue lips, and a pair of amorous and cold eyes.

She looked at the young man in front of her, and at the very beginning, she couldn't realize who she was and where she was.

But this state was only maintained for a very short moment, and soon, she recovered from her confusion.

"Hmm... it's Rimuru."

Qing Xingdeng's voice was a combination of coldness and sexiness. It was not clear and pleasant, and even a little innocuously hoarse, but just listening to it would make people blush and heartbeat.

"it's me."

Limulu was completely unaffected by her voice, she just stood on tiptoe and patted Qing Xingdeng's shoulder to comfort her.

"I'll pick you up."

Qing Xingdeng paused, looked at Li Mulu with those beautiful and affectionate eyes, and laughed for a while: "This is really... He De He Neng."

"How did Qing Xingdeng meet Yamata no Orochi?"

Limuru asked.

"In the beginning, wasn't it just to listen to the hundredth grotesque?"

Qing Xingdeng's eyelashes drooped: "It's embarrassing to say... No, it's nothing, this was a trap against me from the very beginning."

"By the way... there is something that must be told to you now."

"If it's the news that Yamata no Orochi will break the seal and return to the present world in a few days, Tamazamae has already told me."

"Not that."

Qing Xingdeng shook his head.

"Among human beings... there is an inner ghost who has fallen into evil ways and wants to bring Yamata no Orochi back to this world. I know you have always been close to human beings, but this time, please..."

"Be careful."