The mountain god is me

It didn't take me much effort to get to the place that the real person said, but I didn't expect the place to be in a high-rise building.

There were not many people in the building, and there were only a few hurried figures of staff in the corridor.I hid my breath and sneaked to the basement of the building with the real person.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would have imagined that there could be so many bloody inquiry rooms hidden in a magnificent building.

"Which room is Yuji in?" I kicked Daoist, but the strength was not strong.

The wound on the real person's body has not recovered, and he was dragged all the way by me again, and now he looks embarrassed, like a rag doll.

It's not my delusion, after the extermination of the tree man, his state of excitement was abnormal.

"You have to discover surprises yourself, don't you? Miss Amber~" The real person's tone was crazy.

Looking at the dark corridor, I stepped on it, and a strong airflow swirled out of nowhere, and the airflow rushed past, and all the doors in the corridor were opened with a "bang".

I held back my nausea and looked from room to room. The broken arms and stumps in the room made people tremble with fear. The walls looked like thick layers of blood putty. The completely dead mantra wriggled and groaned in the corner of the room with his mutilated body on his back.

After becoming a non-human, seeing the death of human beings is not much touched. Instead, when these twisted curse spirits are tortured, they will have heart palpitations that hurt human beings.

"You know what, Miss Amber."

The real person was lying on the ground, his hair covering his face and his expression at the moment.

"This kind of interrogation room is not an exception. Countless spell spirits and reformed bodies are sent in every day, but none of them can get out alive."

The real person's hoarse voice echoed in the empty corridor——

"These conjurers have never been afraid of power. What they fear is not being able to obtain this power."

"They are a group of beasts that are more ferocious than us. Compared with them, we are the real human beings."

Humans and demons, prey and hunters, two creatures that can never coexist, every killing in this world is fighting for their own living space.

Under the law of the jungle, even compassion is extraordinarily cruel.

Now is not the time to think about this...

I tried hard to control myself, but Masato's words hit me hard like a stone, even though I knew he was trying to control my emotions, but the fear of losing Yukichi made me unable to think more.

The confusion and pain of struggling to survive in this world has never been resolved, I've just been ignoring it all this time, and now things are going out of order.

"So? It doesn't seem to be my business."

I feigned indifference, even sharpness, trying to hide my disorientation.

The corridor is almost at the end, and the empty space echoes with my footsteps. Every time I walk through a bloody empty room, the burden on my mind is heavier. In a trance, the dark room not far away seems to be There was the sound of sticks hitting the iron bars.

"Miss Amber, do you know how they treat the captured curse spirits and modified bodies?" The real person crawled to my feet like a cold snake.

They treat us like livestock, knocking out teeth, pulling out claws, cutting off limbs until the last drop of blood is drained from our bodies.

When things don't fall on me, you can really not care, but now...

Guess what... what they will do with your big kitty. "

Before I knew it, I had reached the last room.

I looked at the dimly lit room, but hesitated on my feet.

There was only one point of light in the dark room, a bloodstained thing glowing dimly in the room——

That's my golden thread.

I staggered uncontrollably, and almost didn't know how to walk in. I threw myself on the cold corpse, and couldn't help making a howling low-pitched voice. Hot tears fell from the sockets of my eyes and fell onto the cold corpse.

Viscous blood covered Yukichi's body, sticking to his fur and drying up into hard lumps. The thick bloody smell filled his nose, and he could even faintly smell the stench of carrion.

A section of broken bones protruded from the gaps in the torn flesh, and there were several deep scratches on the ground, one of which still had half a fingernail... It was because of the unbearable pain that I struggled to leave such marks !

"Hey, who are you!"

There are patrolling people outside the door.

The men appeared to be there to clean up the "garbage", pushing a cart piled high with black bags and carrying flashlights and brooms.

The light from the flashlight pierced straight into my eyes, and I subconsciously reached out to block it, and the next second I saw the dark red blood on my hand.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The real person laughs harshly, as if mocking

"Hey" the cleaner opened his mouth

The sound stopped abruptly, a golden thread of rage flashed in the air, and half of their heads were chopped off.

The blood didn't even seem to react. After a pause for a second, it quickly gushed out from the incision. The body without support fell heavily to the ground. In the blink of an eye, there were two more corpses at the door.

"That's right...that's it..."

Reality got even more excited, "Let me see more—"

Immediately, the overwhelming golden thread roared towards the real person and quickly drowned him. After a few sharp screams, the real person stopped breathing. The golden thread slowly spread out, waving slowly in the air as if he was satisfied, and the real person finally There is not even a trace of residue left where it stops.

As if aware of the abnormality, there was a piercing siren in the corridor, and the warning lights flashed a dangerous red light that filled the entire space, turning the dark corridor into a purgatory.

I don't know what expression is on my face at this moment, and I am completely blind to everything that is about to happen. Looking at Yukichi who fell to the ground, my heart has never been so tired.

Yukichi...

Yukichi...

The golden thread gently wrapped the corpse on the ground, and I walked out of the room with Yukichi.

At the entrance of the corridor, a group of conjurers were on full alert, and when they saw me appearing various incantations, they threw them all over the sky.

The golden thread went straight up, weaving a large net to intercept all the spells, and the numerous spells exploded on the golden net like a gorgeous fireworks display.

The conjurers didn't expect that the cards they were proud of looked like a drizzle in front of the golden thread. Looking at the indistinguishable god in front of them, unspeakable fear spread among the conjurers— —

Is this the power of the gods?

I don't care about the rich inner feelings of these conjurers, and move forward on my own.

It's just that every time I take a step, these magicians take a step back.

— how ironic

A conjurer at the back suddenly let out a scream, and his companion looked at him, only to see that his body was divided into scattered pieces of meat scattered on the ground by the dense mesh of wires.

At some point, a golden net silently blocked the exit.

"Monster..." A conjurer let out a whimper

The conjurers stared wide-eyed in horror, but at this moment, I felt a twisted pleasure, both heavy and light.

"Fight this monster!"

I don't know which conjurer roared, and all the conjurers rushed forward.

The next moment, mixed with screams, blood, minced meat, and golden threads baring their teeth and claws, performed a brutal killing show.

A drop of blood splashed on my face and was wiped off by me indifferently. I approached the last conjurer step by step through the stumps/limbs all over the ground.

"Don't... don't come here!" He seemed to be crazy

Under the frantic attack, the conjurer's legs and feet were broken, and the bones of his hand were twisted and turned over. At this moment, under the control of fear, he could only struggle and crawl forward hopelessly.

At last the golden thread blocked his way.

"Tell me, who did this." I knelt down and asked him

"What's the matter? I, I don't know, don't kill me! Don't kill—!"

The conjurer's head rolled from his neck to the ground, and his disoriented body crashed to the ground. Blood sprayed out from the smooth cut, staining the ground under my feet red.

The golden thread rubbed against my cheek gently, as if comforting me.

I retract the gold thread and kick away the corpse at my feet.

"That's right... what does a low-level person who was sent to die with a single password by the high-level know?"

The corpses all over the ground are silently listening to me talking to myself

"The murderer may be one, or there may be many..."

"So what are you trying to do?"

"It would be better to kill all the high-level people."

The high-rises in the secret monitoring room are noisy

Seeing the tragic situation in the basement, several couldn't help but couldn't wait to escape.

"The ones who were sent there were all first-level magicians... Now it's not in the best interest to confront this beast head-on..."

"We still have to monitor the situation in Japan/Japan, retreat now!"

An old man looks at the conjurer in the corner

"Then... Leyan Temple, you go and control this beast and call Night Moth Zhengdao together..."

Leyan Temple in the corner bowed and retreated.

Inside the building, turbulent golden threads roared towards every room, and with screams, many unidentified employees fled through the doors in a panic.

I know very well that they are just the lower-level slaves who have been sadly enslaved, so I let them escape, except for a few who didn't have eyes and tried to attack me, the upper-level of each senior office has become a corpse without a head.

The golden thread explored a secret monitoring room, and I found that the room was empty through my vision.

"Tsk, these people are rabbit spirits..."

The golden thread collects the remaining information in the air like a probe, and all the traces are finally interrupted by a spatial spell.

But enough is enough, the gold thread is the sharpest catcher, and with this information I can quickly locate their position.

"amber……"

I looked out the door, and the complex-looking Noctuma Zhengdao led an old man to block the door.

Noctua sighed heavily, and the eyes behind the sunglasses were full of complexity and pain.

"You shouldn't be doing this..." he said

I folded my hands indifferently, with a calm expression, "They shouldn't have done this, but they did it anyway."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, the soaring golden thread flashed dangerous sharp lights in the air, and the old man behind the night moth also put on a posture, as if he wanted to attack me.

- just do it

I thought to myself.

I don't know how to describe my current mood, and I can't solve the current predicament. I looked at the night moth, "Are you here to stop me?"

Unexpectedly, Night Moth shook his head:

"You are my student..."

"Students made mistakes. As a teacher, I cannot let you continue to make mistakes."