Sandwiched between the two masters, I am no longer a human being

The dark lines climb on the white skin, showing a sharp contrast, like a black mandala blooming coquettishly, absorbing the endless silt of the huge abyss, revealing pure evil.

"kill me."

What is she saying?

"If you don't hurry up, it's too late."

The girl's hand pinched his arm, and it hurt so much.

Her consciousness was crumbling, and she was only an inch away from being swallowed.

The white-haired young Patriarch stood there blankly, supporting the girl's limp body. His eyes allowed him to see clearly the curse aura lingering around Ayin's body, so strong that it merged with her. It cannot be separated, the only way is to kill the girl together.

She understands this very well.

What she temporarily suppressed in her body was the incarnation of disaster that could bring great catastrophe to the world.

But... what is she talking about?

"I'm sorry, Wuwu." The corners of her eyes were dry, but it seemed that she had shed all tears, full of guilt, "I'm sorry..."

"Again and again,? To let you see my embarrassing appearance..."

Sorry to force you again.

The semi-arc-shaped "tent" separates the two worlds. The outside is noisy and noisy, and the inside is silent like stagnant water.

The elders of the Yusan family saw that the danger was temporarily escaped, and they did not care about the many curse spirits who were blocked by the enchantment of Zen Yuanhui and were watching. The great responsibility of "the future" and "the safety of the magic world" all rested on the only young Patriarch who broke through the "tent".

"Gojo Satoru, what are you hesitating for?!"

"Didn't you hear, hurry up! Don't miss this opportunity!"

"It's too late if you don't do it,? This is the only chance to kill the two-faced Su Nuo!"

"Do you want all human beings to be buried with you?!"

The words uttered by the tongue were sharper than the arrows, piercing the heart made of human flesh and blood, causing bloody pain.

"Do it, kill her, Gojo Satoru—!"

Again.

Gojo Satoru supported Ayin's upper body, his head drooped slightly, and his scattered bangs cast a large shadow, covering the emotions in his eyes.

This is always the case.

Responsibilities, missions, heavy responsibilities...Using the righteousness as a threat, he made him retreat, compromise, and compromise again and again.

Last time he compromised.

What is the result?

The only Wutiaoyin who loves him sleeps at the bottom of the tomb, and the cherry blossoms are spread on her body, like a pillow mat. In the long-lasting fragrance of flowers, she falls into a deep sleep, peaceful and quiet, like a dream that will never wake up .

His cherry blossoms have already withered once.

This time, they are going to force him...to compromise?

— No, not right.

Gojo Wu suddenly woke up, the screams of the elders behind him being attacked echoed in his ears, the brows of Huiyuan Hui's brows were full of disgust, the fierce spell power had not yet dissipated, the gentle and polite patriarch of the Zenyuan, for the first time, revealed his hidden power in front of everyone. Deeply rebellious.

"shut up."

It seemed that the real murderous intent was strangling their throats, and people were silent like cicadas, not daring to speak nonsense anymore.

After threatening these old immortal elders, Zen Yuanhui immediately slapped the barrier with his palm, but the sharp impact of spell power only caused a circle of ripples on its surface. The power of the "tent" can only be strong but not weak. Before its caster takes the initiative to put it away or destroy its anchor point, the "tent" will not be forcibly destroyed by external forces.

Chanyuan Hui's frown deepened, seeing that he couldn't break into the "tent", he could only bet on the effect of words.

"Gojo Satoru, Ayin, calm down first!"

"There must be a turning point... There is no need to sacrifice anyone, there is a mastermind behind this matter, you don't need to...!!"

Zen Yuanhui suddenly fell silent.

He saw it.

The white-haired girl raised her head and showed him such a broken smile.

A difficult smile made him feel like he had been punched in the face, and he lowered his head in embarrassment, unable to say a word.

Her eyes are clean, never polluted by evil spirits.

How great.

In this world, such a sincere friendship can be harvested. On the scale of a person and a world, there are still people who are willing to put weight on her side.

That's enough.

No one knows better than she what "that thing" is inside her.

Can't let it out.

Absolutely can't... let him come out again.

"no, do not want……"

Zen Yuanhui could no longer maintain his composure just now, his pupils trembled slightly, and his hands on the wall of the "tent" slowly tightened.

He understood Ayin's expression.

【Thank you】—that's what she said.

He lowered his head, his voice was fragmented: "No, A Yin, please..."

Zenyuan Hui saw it clearly, so why not Wujowu?

Compared with Zenyuan Hui, who is separated by a layer of enchantment, Gojo Satoru and Ayin are close at hand, and they see more.

She is guilty.

Her lips were buzzing, and the sound she exhaled was torn apart by the strong wind.

"Sorry……"

- That's right.

It is not the world of magic, power, or power that really forces Wujo Wu...

She was always the one who made him compromise again and again.

The former "Wutiaoyin" made him willing to take over the burden of the family and bound himself under the surname of "Wutiao" for life.

Now she wants him to live in the nightmare of killing her all his life, so he can't get rid of it?

His brows and eyes were slightly curved, with a very shallow arc: "It's too much, Ayin."

He was a head taller than A Yin, and now the girl had no support for her upper body, so he could only kneel on the ground with one knee, hold her shoulders, and look directly into her eyes.

His hand caressed A Yin's cold cheek, and his voice was unprecedentedly gentle.

"Ayin, let's all calm down first, shall we?"

Don't push me anymore.

The people present had never heard Gojo Satoru speak in such a gentle and soft tone, like whispering to the closest lover.

Although the words he spit out were the cold judgment of the robot, which sent chills down the spine.

"We now have two options."

"The first one is to kill Ayin to save the magic world."

"The second...is to kill everyone else in the magic world, so Ayin can survive."

He raised A Yin's face, forcing her to face himself squarely, imprinting his expectations firmly in her eyes.

"Choose one, Yin."

Please, don't push me anymore.

Ayin stared blankly at the pair of blue eyes.

For the first time in her life, she understood the soul hidden deep under those eyes, which was already on the verge of being broken.

Ayin's pale lips parted slightly, and the final verdict landed lightly.

"I choose the first one."

The hand that was on her cheek dropped sadly.

"The conjuring world sucks, I know, but..."

She raised her meager strength and hugged the man in front of her.

"As long as I think that both you and him were conceived and born from this quagmire, I can't bear to..."

You are invincible flowers blooming in the mud.

And she was just passing by.

Weigh the pros and cons, which is more important?

This is not "righteousness", it is just her "selfishness".

I can't bear to let the homes of the two people I value the most be destroyed.

She had had enough of the feeling of coming home.

.........

The night wind whistled past sadly, and the grass, woods, summer cicadas, stars and moon, and everything in nature silently remembered this moment.

The longest night.

Like a century long.

Gojo Satoru suddenly smiled: "Is this your wish? Well, I understand."

Huiyuan, who was outside the "tent", seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly raised his head, his pupils kept widening.

"Wait, don't—!"

If the wall of the "tent" had any substance, his fingernails must have been deeply embedded in it.

I used so much force that my nails broke and my flesh was bloody.

People say that their fingers are connected with their hearts, and the pain is piercing.

But they don't know that there is another kind of pain in the world... It is thousands of times stronger than it.

Chanyuanhui lost all his manners, and his voice was even crying, hoarse and broken.

"No, stop..."

"I beg you, don't do anything, don't kill her... Gojo Satoru!"

"Stop, stop... Please, don't do anything to her..."

Tears overflowed from the eyes, and then trickled down the cheeks.

It bloomed on the ground and melted into the dark soil.

He thought his tears had dried up as a child, and when he realized that crying couldn't solve any problems, he stopped this meaningless behavior.

It turned out that its temperature is so hot.

It's so hot it's going to burn your eyes.

useless.

They can't hear it anymore.

The white-haired man kneeling in front of the girl gently held her face.

The warm touch is fleeting, like a dragonfly on water, like petals falling away.

This was the first time he did not hide his affection at all.

Let the envy fill the pupils of the eyes, and then overflow along the contours of the eyes.

There is no more hippie smiley face as a disguise, what is said and thought is from the heart, the most sincere, diamond-like friendship, without any impurities.

"It won't hurt."

He whispered in her ear, sighing.

"It won't be a little painful, I promise."

See, he will always compromise with you.

The lingering voice, like a lingering butterfly, flies around a bunch of flowers and refuses to leave.

"Then, Ayin, you have to remember..."

The bird stopped in her cage, the sky covered her with dark clouds, his eyes were clean, and the sea was surging and blue waves rippling.

"When you get there, you must wait for me."

You have to wait for me.

A kiss that smacks of death, scarlet stained with blood.

Gojo Satoru's manipulation of mantra power is really meticulous.

When peeling off her heart, it really didn't bring her any pain.

She was like a puppet made by herself, lost her breath of life, fell like a piece of paper, and was crushed into dust.

"Damn!"

The complexion of Qiansuo who was hiding behind the scenes changed drastically. He really did not expect that this woman's willpower would be so strong that she could suppress the two-faced Su Nuo for life.

He made a quick decision, and because of the convenience of the memory of the Chanyuan family in this body, he lifted the double barrier protecting the shrine, allowing the army of curse spirits that had been lingering outside the shrine for a long time to rush into the shrine!

The protective barrier suddenly disappeared, and many magicians who were leaning on the periphery were caught off guard. They were swallowed by the curse spirit, and the screams resounded through the sky. The overwhelming difference in numbers made the magicians who rushed over in time to resist exhausted. .

Stampede, cries, and screams, people panicked and their defenses collapsed, but their backbone, as if dead, did not respond to the chaotic situation at all.

It is inevitable that Kamo alone cannot do what he wants.

But he would rather force himself than dare to approach those two people at this moment.

His intuition never fails.

Those two people are now more terrifying than this army of tens of thousands of curse spirits.

Kamo manipulated the crimson blood to form a huge killing array, and strangled all the curse spirits who broke into it.

But it's too little, a drop in the bucket, completely unable to keep up with the number of victims...

Just when the resistance of the magicians became more and more exhausted, Kamo couldn't help but look at those two people——

The world is silent.

The corpse of the girl who was lying peacefully in Gojo Satoru's arms suddenly glowed with faint silver light and slowly floated up.

This vision shocked many people, but looking at Wujo Wu's expression, he seemed to have foreseen it long ago, and he didn't react at all.

This is her last gift to the world.

His spell power and Su Nuo's spell power collided and entangled in her body, adjusted and fused by A Yin's own spell power, which triggered the world-changing scene of complete silence.

Even Yan Suo, who had already fled far away, saw it from the hillside hundreds of miles away.

The black hole of the universe suddenly appeared in the sky above the evil spirits, and another huge army of spells that couldn't see clearly was sucked in by it, accommodated, and then rotated at a high speed!

"That is……"

Ling Suo lost his voice.

The esoteric vortex of mantra.

The mana energy, suppressed to the extreme, exploded when it reached a certain threshold!

That momentary white light illuminated the night.

All the curse spirits were devoured by it, without exception, turned into ashes.

The white light that enveloped the world slowly dissipated.

In the midair, the girl was no longer seen.

Instead……

It was the sky over this shrine, and there was a pattering rain of blood.

She didn't even leave her complete body behind.

The author has something to say: Ok, Ah Yin's [Death without a Whole Corpse] achievement has been achieved.