Yu Xingyue Hunts the Evil Me

Although both determine success and failure, the difference between life and death and victory or defeat are completely different.

When Natsuki Subaru went to the place where Sloth was alone, Iron Fang had already launched an attack on the witch cultists gathered around the village to launch an attack.

The magic device used for communication rang, revealing Wilkin's face stained with blood. In the background was a forest, and the corpse of the witch cultist could be seen behind him.

"It's done, Kazama"

"The point is to attack the 'finger', right? Here we have indeed killed ten witch cultists with special spells. They should be the fingers you mentioned."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Feng Jianxi said, ending the communication.

It only takes one strike to separate life and death, and the effect of the first strike is the most fatal.

Feng Jianxi has a great intelligence advantage, knowing the power of Sloth, and knowing the power of the Witch Cult. Position and arrangement.

To target Lazy's ability, first kill the 'finger' that allows him to resurrect, and then target Lazy's body from a high place. Kazama Xi set up his sniper rifle with his index finger on the trigger. Go up and wait quietly until Natsuki Subaru's figure appeared in the open space ahead, and then, Lazy, lifted by an invisible force, also came here.

At the moment when the two were having a conversation, Kazama. Xi pulled the trigger.

Almost the same scene appeared when he sniped Lazy last time. Half of Lazy's head was blown away by the huge kinetic energy of the bullet. Any method with any magical properties is still too magical in this world, and even those with a keen sense of magic cannot detect it.

In other words, the speed of bullets is far beyond the limit of human reaction speed. Unless you use physical strength to block, you will definitely die. It is not due to laziness and lack of memory. Even the most cautious person cannot resist the long-range sniping that may happen at any time.. In addition, Lazy's brain is indeed not very bright. His fanatical belief corroded his reason and wisdom.

After Lazy's head exploded, the reaction that Feng Jianxi expected did not happen.

Not really dead. It was dark and cold, and the gun barrel like sharp fangs in the shadow slowly shifted, and

Natsuki Subaru's face appeared in the open space in front of the hill.

He stared blankly at the corpse in front of him. Pink slurry was everywhere around the corpse's head.

Perhaps because he often experienced death, the feeling of being close to death brought to him by this lazy and sinful priest was actually no less than that of Al. Shana and other vicious people.

Even he did not expect that this sinful priest would die so easily. However, when he was thinking wildly, he suddenly felt a sense of stagnation in his brain, and his thinking suddenly became dull. Slowly, his body became dull, and a strange madness appeared on his emotions.

Natsuki Subaru wanted to raise his arms, but this simple movement made him use all his strength.

"coming..."

Thinking is squeezed, and the orderly memory seems to be split apart by some invisible hand and then filled with new things.

But Subaru Natsuki realized what was going on.

Ni:

This is exactly why Feng Jianxi arranged it so that he could introduce laziness into this uninhabited land.

"So stubborn, like an evil ghost..."

Even if the body dies, the unwilling soul will pour into the living body of others, praying to come back to the world again.

Natsuki Subaru felt more unfamiliar emotions that did not belong to him.

There is fanaticism and craving, and the individual named Sloth is divided into two different emotional parts.

A person's fanaticism is a very unknown existence of belief, which is a habit that is imprinted in the soul the day after tomorrow.

The other's desire is directed towards a certain person, originating from an incomprehensible instinct.

To kill that person, kill that 'self'.

Natsuki Subaru realized that the lazy instinct that even faith could not suppress originated from Kazama Yu.

Natsuki Subaru was no longer in the mood to dwell on this, and Kazama Xi also told him the backup plan in such a situation.

In the depths of his return to power after death, in the entanglement of his soul, there is a being who has always been attached to him.

As long as he chants the magic spell and triggers the power, the attention of that existence will come to him.

"die...return!"

Perhaps it's because laziness has entered his body and has occupied nearly half of his physical senses. This time, the pain that Natsuki Subaru felt when his heart was strangled was far less than before. It was very easy to take that pain. The forbidden words were spoken.

Sloth's crazy and high emotions suddenly stopped, and then his soul was completely ejected from Natsuki Subaru's body. Natsuki Subaru immediately felt that the control of his body had returned to his own. In his hand.

How long can the soul survive without the body?

However , there is no doubt that things at the soul level cannot affect the physical reality.

The tone.

This troublesome enemy must be killed no matter what.

The remaining Witch Cultists have been attacked by the Iron Fang. Even the fish can't attack Roswaal House.

This crisis is almost over....

A bell rang on his body, and Subaru Natsuki took out a magic device for communication.

Very simple to use, just press the switch to activate the magic crystal inside.

Feng Jianxi's figure appeared on the smooth mirror. The scenery around him receded quickly, and the whistling wind could be heard.

"Kazama, it’s been solved..."

Natsuki Subaru was about to say these words, but was interrupted by Kazama Xi's cold voice.

"Get out of there, Natsuki Subaru."

Natsuki Subaru paused for a moment. He realized something. He turned around and saw that the body that had fallen to the ground had lost its body temperature rapidly and gradually became cold. The body was trembling at this time.

It was like a demon doll with cash, and the arm joints It was raised, but the elbows and palms were hanging down.

But soon, the forearms and palms were attached to the lines and could move freely.

The corpse got up from the ground, leaving a broken jaw above the neck. But the overly agile neck was still bent at 90 degrees, and blood, brains, and flesh were scattered on the shoulders.

It was a very scary scene, but what Natsuki Subaru saw was an even more terrifying scene.

Clinging to this corpse, dozens of arms extend from the corpse.

It is no longer the body that controls these invisible hands, but these invisible hands that control the body.