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In a silent cemetery like the end of the world.

The door to the underworld has been opened.

All the living creatures present, including Xiaomo, Mrs. Cat, and even An Le himself who opened the door, lost control of their bodies at this moment, and their minds froze.

This force seems to directly act on the depths of the soul, and it is a mighty force that no living being can resist.

next moment.

They suddenly understood the meaning of "Ghost"——

[The endless and long land of death, even the existence of "death" itself has been forgotten. 】

This knowledge seems to have been hijacked by an unknown existence in the neural part of their brains about imagination, and "grows" out of thin air through the associative ability in their minds.

They also understood one thing at the same time——

[It is the destination of the dead and the forbidden place of the living! 】

In Anle's ears, the screams from ghosts and undead pierced continuously.

It was like one animal after another being sent to the altar and killed in the sight of their own kind, and the process they witnessed also brought them greater fear and pain, especially, they There is nothing and nothing that can be done about it.

Therefore, they can only let out meaningless screams of pain to relieve the fear that is enough to drive them crazy.

To An Le's surprise, even that dark and treacherous slime made such a scream.

They obviously don't have a human form, and they don't have any vocal organs, but they are still trembling violently like the ghosts around them. From their depths and cores, there is a piercing sound like a baby crying.

The corpses and things that have not been fully digested in the mucus seem to be deconstructed, reorganized, and become another existence.

only.

Gradually, as the breath of "ghost" spreads outward from the gate, it infects ghosts, undead, and slime.

The scream unexpectedly possessed an... unspeakable rhythm?

Some wild rhythm and rhyme, starting to merge with the scream, it's like a beautiful chant, or a choral hymn.

It's not like any kind of music that should be understood by humans, it seems to come from an era that is quieter than death.

Its voice is like a horn blowing a loud horn with a halo, making it impossible to discern the meaning behind it.

Rao is so.

An Le can still feel that the emotion of the scream is gradually changing.

The original panic and despair are dissipating, turning into an indescribable... Serenity, peace?

As if bathed in the warm sunshine and shrouded in the glory of the gods you believe in, it is a peace of mind that cannot be expressed in words.

To An Le, it really sounded like he was listening to a hymn.

With a unique sacred atmosphere.

‘For the undead, returning to [the Netherworld] may indeed be a sacred thing? '

An Le thought inexplicably.

At this time, the core position of [Gate of Netherworld], the place leading to [Netherworld], spun like a vortex.

A powerful gravitational force that ordinary people cannot feel is spreading from it.

This attraction does not act on living creatures, but only on the dead.

In the "hymn" composed of screams, the entire silent cemetery trembled, then turned upside down and twisted!

Gravity can no longer bind all matter in Silent Graveyard.

The soil, the flesh, the tombstone...all seem to have lost their original weight, and like absurd plankton, they gradually leave the ground and float in mid-air.

Even Mrs. Cat, Gan Xiang and An Le are no exception.

The scene in their eyes is deviating from the original track, like a derailed train galloping towards the unknown front.

The space seems to be stretched, kneaded, and rotated by an invisible big hand, and even the matter in it gets rid of its original shape.

The sky and the ground are no longer separated from each other.

An Le speculates that this is probably because...the existence of this silent cemetery itself has been judged as a "dead existence" by [Gate of Netherworld].

And what [Gate of Netherworld] is doing at this time is to lead the entire cemetery to the other side of the gate.

All the dark slime, undead, and ghosts that come into contact with it disappear in the blink of an eye.

At first, [Gate of Netherworld] was actively absorbing them.

And soon, it became...

The undead are actively approaching it?

The faces of the remaining ghosts are calm and peaceful, like believers praying in the church, or pious pilgrims, stepping into it with firm steps.

The pitch-black slime rushed towards it one after another.

It was as if, on the other side of that door, there was something reassuring and irresistible to them.

Seeing this scene, An Le breathed a sigh of relief.

The sense of crisis in his heart gradually subsided.

An Le knew that he was safe.

To be honest, before building the [Gate of Nether], An Le didn't expect what would happen.

It was just a deep intuition that drove him to do this.

Moreover, the process of opening it was not as smooth as An Le had imagined, and it cost him a lot.

【Yin Yang Ghost Eye】Because of this, I have endured a huge burden, and now I still feel a dull pain.

[Gate of Netherworld] also needs a lot of ghost power from An Le.

For this reason, 80% of the ghost power absorbed from the silent cemetery has been exhausted.

The weakening of the breath and the dissipation of the ghost power that Xiaomo saw before was not a disguise of Anle, but that he was indeed on the verge of exhaustion and could no longer maintain the huge "soul mill."

In addition, under the bombardment of undead fragments, most of the ghosts were almost destroyed, so there was no need to continue to maintain them.

It now appears that these efforts are worthwhile.

If nothing else, they should be able to survive this crisis safely.

'……wrong! '

An Le suddenly thought of something, and his complexion suddenly changed.

‘Gan Xiang, where is Gan Xiang? '

His eyes searched in this chaotic and twisted space.

Fragmented tombstones, underground soil, and pitch-black slime floated around in a weightless environment, greatly reducing visibility.

The treacherous energy turbulence is still swimming, which makes it more difficult to find Anle.

'Perhaps she hasn't parted from Mrs. Cat yet? '

Thinking of this, An Le simply changed his mind.

With the help of the restored [Blood Perception], look for the breath of Mrs. Cat.

Not long after.

An Le found Mrs. Cat and Xiao Mo, who practiced the fusion of human and cat.

Xiao Mo grabbed a larger piece of gravel to maintain his body's balance.

She widened her beautiful eyes, staring at the gate that was absorbing the entire cemetery, her horror was beyond words.

As a member of the Cat God Sect, Xiaomo has inherited memories that have been passed down from a long time ago.

And in that memory, there was a vague description of [Netherworld].

It was precisely because she knew about this that she felt even more disbelief.

It was an ancient place that should have been cut off from the present world long ago. Its origin even dates back to the Chaos Period, the era when countless gods were active on the earth.

But now, why is it opened here?

Or is it from the handwriting of a human being?

Who is this Mr. A?

'Too exaggerated meow...'

Xiao Mo, who was overwhelmed by shock, didn't even notice the arrival of An Le not far away.

An Le asked directly, "Madam Cat, where is Gan Xiang?"

It is Xiaomo who gains the main control of the body, but Mrs. Cat's consciousness also coexists in this body.

When she found that An Le was coming, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she actually felt a sense of panic for no reason.

Especially for those black and white eyes, Mrs. Cat didn't even dare to look at them, as if if she did that, her soul would be sucked away.

After witnessing these scenes, Anle's image is extremely mysterious and terrifying in the eyes of both Xiaomo and Mrs. Cat, and it is difficult to communicate with him with the previous attitude.

——It’s like old schoolmates and friends. After entering the society, one started a company and made a lot of money, and the other entered the construction site and became a horse.

Even if the two want to return to the close friends who talked about everything in the past, when they meet again, they can only exchange helpless and brief greetings.

There is already a sad barrier between them.

Spiritual equality is based on material equality.

An Le doesn't care about the attitudes of Mrs. Cat and Xiao Mo. After all, they are just two new employees. As long as they can work well, their attitudes don't matter.

Moreover, there are more important things right now.

"Xiao Ganxiang? Isn't she just here..."

Mrs. Cat was slightly startled, and looked back, only to find that the little girl who was carried on her back had disappeared at some point.

Because of the appearance of [Gate of Netherworld], their attention was all attracted by it.

In addition, she had told Gan Xiang to hold her tightly, so she didn't pay too much attention.

Mrs. Cat's face was pale and guilt-ridden, and she asked in panic, "It was clearly there just now, why did it suddenly disappear?"

An Le probably guessed the reason, and instead of blaming Madam Cat, she looked around and used [yin-yang ghost eyes] to distinguish different ghost powers.

Mrs. Cat's words at least prove that Gan Xiang must not be separated too far.

as expected.

Just over thirty meters away, An Le saw Gan Xiang's petite figure.

She floated among the jumble of debris, seemingly unhurt.

However, Gan Xiang's body showed some illusory characteristics, like bubbles in the sun, which would shatter when touched.

The surrounding dust and gravel passed straight through Ganxiang, but did not cause her any harm.

The little girl stared blankly at the [Gate of Netherworld] in the distance.

The empty eyes were full of sadness, but she couldn't take her gaze away.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Mo's face changed slightly.

By this time, it was hard for her not to see the truth of the matter.

But she would rather not know the truth.

Mrs. Cat's reaction was a bit slower. She slowly opened her eyes wide and murmured, "Xiao Ganxiang..."

Driven by ghost power, An Le was able to act in the out-of-control world.

An Le slowly approached the little girl, looking at her with pity.

Gan Xiang seemed to be aware of it, and there was a glimmer of light in her empty eyes. She grinned hard, as if she wanted to show her cute little tiger teeth and smile sweetly as usual.

But now, this smile is uglier than crying.

"Big brother, you succeeded!"

An Le: "...um."

The little girl deliberately said in a relaxed tone: "Big brother, I remembered..."

"It turns out that I have long... long ago... long ago..."

Speaking of this, she couldn't hide the choking in her voice.

Crystal clear but illusory tears flowed down from Gan Xiang's eyes one after another.

She wiped her tears with her small hands in embarrassment, and shouted hoarsely.

"I'm already dead!"

An Le didn't speak.

As early as yesterday, he had doubts about Gan Xiang's identity, but there was always a subtle force influencing his thinking and preventing him from guessing in this direction.

And after [Yin Yang Ghost Eye] was activated, this power could not distort the reality in front of him, An Le finally confirmed that Gan Xiang was already dead.

It was always just a poor and sad ghost who left the city, went to the wilderness, and entered this silent cemetery, nothing more.

Unlike Uesugi Koji, who entered the tomb and died and was reborn as a ghost, Gan Xiang had already died before coming here.

Anle could see it.

Gan Xiang is even more mysterious, and there is always an invisible mysterious power covering her body.

It makes others unconsciously trust the little girl's words, influences her thinking, and makes her look... everything is no different from ordinary people.

But in An Le's view, this secret power is more like a curse than protection!

A clearly visible bond protruded from Gan Xiang's body, connecting somewhere in nothingness.

What An Le felt from it was only the deep malice.

There is a certain existence that is collecting and absorbing something with the help of Gan Xiang's ghost body.

And according to what Gan Xiang said, the culprit in the stories of her brothers and sisters constantly disappearing is probably——

The so-called "mother"!

"Big brother."

After wiping away her tears, Gan Xiang continued with red eyes, "I still remember."

"It turns out that I didn't come to find my mother, but... I wanted to escape from my mother."

At this time, extreme panic suddenly appeared on Gan Xiang's small face, and she murmured uneasy and flustered.

"She's coming! Mother's coming!"

As the Silent Cemetery was gradually swallowed up by the [Gate of Netherworld], this secret place continued to collapse, slowly establishing a connection with the wasteland.

An Le even smelled a bit of the outside air.

But at the same time, the bonds on Gan Xiang's body suddenly seemed to come alive, and they wrapped around the little girl flexibly, wanting to take her away.

This breath is full of rot and ice, like the stench of frozen carrion, which makes people feel uncomfortable instinctively.

Even if Gan Xiang's description of her mother is only a few words, it is not difficult for An Le to get a glimpse of her frenzied side.

I'm afraid, like Edward, they are both devoid of humanity.

"Big brother, it's okay..."

Faced with the entanglement of the bond, Gan Xiang no longer struggled, but only bitter comfort and peace.

"Mum won't destroy me as long as I'm useful."

She choked up and said, "Maybe... maybe we can meet again..."

"No."

An Le said lightly: "I can't accept it."

"Gan Xiang, are you living in my eyes?"

Gan Xiang, whose figure gradually dissipated, was stunned, she didn't expect to hear such words.

And An Le's words were not an inquiry, but a statement.

The raging ghost power poured out from his left eye, enveloping and incorporating Ganxiang into it.

And that invisible bond was naturally unwilling, piercing An Le's left eye like a poisonous snake, and even wanting to greedily absorb the ghost power on his body.

What was waiting for it in the eye sockets were several tiny gray tentacles!

The next moment.

The bond is broken from the segment of nothingness.

It seems that the opponent has given up this chess piece on its own initiative.

"ah!!!"

But a shrill scream belonging to a woman can still be heard coming from the bond.

A treacherous thought landed on An Le.

"Damn mortal, no matter who you are, I will remember you!"

"I want to make your soul... into the most exquisite toy!"

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