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Chapter 323 Wedge: 5-2-6

Zheli stopped, frowned, turned around and looked back at the witch.

"Aoi-chan is mother. Mr. Oritsu is Aoi-chan's father." Saiou Ibuki Rika continued with a lively smile. "...So, you are Laixiang's mother's father. So, you and I are also family members who love each other?"

"Since we are family -" Ibuki Raika raised her wrist and covered her mouth with her snow-white sleeves. The eyebrows exposed behind the sleeves were curved like a smile, and a golden love shape appeared in her pupils: "Mom Dad... would you like to give Xiao Laixiang a hug? After all, Xiao Laixiang has been longing for the love of her family."

Zheli's expression did not change: "No need, I am just a mortal, the master of love and desire, I am not blessed to accept it."

The light in Ibuki Laixiang's pupils grew stronger, as if it was about to overflow.

The back of her hand was still symbolically in front of her mouth, but she opened her teeth slightly, let out a small tip of her tongue, licked the side of her index finger, and her voice became softer: "Come on, come on, the fragrance will be carefully controlled, so that you can Did you come back alive?"

Zheli finally raised his head.

He looked behind Ibuki Rika, at the huge outline in the mist.

The fog seemed to have lifted a little just at this time.

On the huge wall that seemed to be made of flesh and blood, countless swinging tentacles sprouted like hair.And at the roots of these tentacles, you can see large areas of lifeless human bodies, being swallowed by the large mouths growing on the walls of flesh and blood.

Zheli didn't look at the human-shaped girl in front of him, but continued to look up at the wall of flesh and blood above, and said as if talking to himself: "...the Kansai earthquake a few days ago couldn't be... Is it because you only care about having fun?"

He lowered his head and looked at the data disk in his hand: "For the sake of this 'goodwill'... I also kindly remind you to talk to Shinto."

"As King Sai, please think more about the land and the people. Otherwise—" He glanced at the huge silhouette, and emphasized his tone, "The highest priority of the group's actions will always be to protect the human race '."

"...I hate it." Ibuki Rika finally showed a resentful expression. "At least that earthquake was not Laixiang's fault... It would be better to say that since becoming Saio, Laixiang has never eaten secretly."

"So, in fact, the invitation to you just now was just a joke."

Even though she said this, Ibuki Rika still licked her fingers again with an expression of reluctance.

——Like a fox whose food bowl has been taken away.

"Even though she was very hungry... she didn't eat secretly." But she soon became happy again, lowered her head and touched her belly with a doting expression: "After all, in those last few times, where was my father..."

"Laixiang wants to remember that feeling until the next time she is hugged by him."

"Really? So what's going on with all this?" Zheli raised his chin towards the corpses that were gradually disappearing in the mist again.

"Huh? This... this is another thing." Ibuki Rika said proudly. "They offered themselves to Laixiang. Of course, Laixiang was very, very happy, so he accepted them and kept them well."

Zheli looked up at the flesh wall and the corpse embedded on it.

The fog lifted a little more.The exposed corpse became clearer, and you could see the torn clothes. Among them were both priests and witches.

Zheli lowered his head, nodded towards Ibuki Rika, and his tone seemed to soften a little: "I see, I made a mistake, it was just a matter of eradicating dissidents... That's an internal matter within Shinto."

"I don't know? Raika doesn't care about the origin of the sacrifice." Ibuki Raika showed an innocent and pure expression.

"...Okay, let's just treat it like that, just treat these... as Shinto sacrifices to you." Zheli said lightly, but in the end he frowned, "But this number is still too much. Some, right?"

"A lot? Not much? Just 'a few individuals'. What's nothing compared to the ethnic group?" Ibuki Rika chuckled, "Sacrifice some individuals for the ethnic group. The group, and mom's father. ...You have always done this, right?"

"... Don't worry, anyway -" before Zheli answered, she blinked, "Laixiang will be patient and won't swallow all of humanity - because I love you."

Zheli stared at the witch: "Is this... your promise?"

Ibuki Laika laughed: "Oh, otherwise? Mom's father, why do you think you can see them here and now?"

"Because, it's - dazzle - dazzle - oh?" She puffed out her chest, looking proud, "This is not something Laixiang took by force, but your sacrifice... In other words, it's Are you carefully preparing a gift for Laixiang?"

"So, every time when meeting guests, Laixiang will take them out without hesitation to show off to the guests - look, you love Laixiang so much!"

"Laixiang originally loves you, and Laixiang will love you no matter what... After all, Laixiang is the source of your love, is it love itself?"

"So, showing off your love for Laixiang is one of the ways Laixiang loves you."

"Here, you contribute, and Laixiang shows off... What you see is your gift to Laixiang, and it is also the contract that Laixiang recognizes."

"From now on, only love and Rika will not betray you." The golden-eyed miko opened her arms with an excited smile.On the wall of flesh and blood behind him, countless tentacles and human bodies were swaying gently together, "Have you agreed? Laixiang and you will love each other forever and be together forever?"

"...until the end of mankind." The girl's loud and hearty laughter echoed over the empty divine realm.

Amid laughter, Zheli frowned.

"Contract..." He whispered two words to himself, showing an interesting expression, "I see. You really didn't call me here just to send me that piece of information. What do you want?" Isn’t it just a one-time deal, but a formal alliance?”

The miko just smiled and said nothing, as if she felt there was no need to repeat it again.

After a moment of silence, Zheli nodded and said, "Okay."

Then, he turned around and walked towards the torii gate behind him.

The miko continued to smile silently, looking at his back lovingly.

Before passing through the torii gate, Zheli suddenly stopped and sneered: "It's just... I want to make it clear that I will never trust you, the king of power."

"For the King of Powers, in this eternal war with light, human beings cannot even be considered victims...but just battlefields." "...But you'd better not forget that the battlefield also has the opportunity to devour you."

The witch nodded, her voice was sweet, but she answered the question incorrectly: "...So, where is the Ark?"

Zheli seemed a little surprised by Laixiang's answer. He raised his eyebrows and asked: "...Which one?"

But the witch smiled and stopped answering.

Zheli sneered, no longer waiting for an answer, but turned around and crossed the torii without hesitation.

……

Zheli bent down and got out of the palace door. He looked up and saw Daxi who was still waiting here.

The woman bowed and asked, "Are you going back?"

"Ah."

"But please wait a moment, because my lord has also prepared a souvenir for you. Please come with me to get it."

"Souvenir?" Zheli squinted his eyes, but raised his eyebrows quickly, "It's okay, let's go."

So Onishi replaced the previous guide witch and led Zheli down the steps.

Following the mountain road they came from, they bypassed several other palaces and finally arrived in front of the Huangji Temple.

There was a priest who was hanging in front of the palace gate of the Aromatic Festival, as motionless as a dead man.

Although he was wearing snow-white brand new clothes, the exposed parts could be seen with disgusting wounds at any time.Under the white clothes, little bits of scarlet oozed from countless places.

Daxi and Zheli approached, and the bound priest finally heard the noise and raised his head with great effort - Mi Yiguanxu, the front man of the shrine, revealed a tortured face with dazed eyes.

If Hui Yuan was originally here, he would probably know at a glance that this was not the person he had dealt with in the Shenzhi Festival.

Although their facial features are exactly the same, their demeanor and temperament are completely different.Just like two unrelated strangers who happen to look the same.

It took a long time for Guan Xu to finally see the person clearly.

He moved his lips and seemed to have no strength to speak, but there was indeed a gleam of hope in his eyes.

In contrast, Zheli finally showed the world-weary expression that appeared on the face opposite him in an instant.

"You have really given me a big problem." Zheli stared at Guanxu and murmured to himself, "If I really take such a person out, not everyone will know that I have been to the shrine. Did you? Then further guess what agreement you and I have reached, or even formed an alliance..."

Daxi smiled and said: "That's just because others don't know that Guan Xu is a member of your group... Anyway, if you don't take him away, he really has nowhere to go."

Zheli didn't answer.

Just frowning, Zheli didn't look at Guanxu anymore, but turned around and asked Daxi: "Is it okay to smoke in this place?"

"Please." Onishi said, and he actually took out cigarettes and matches from his miko uniform and lit them.

So Zheli also took out a cigar from his cigar box, bit it, and reached into the inside of his coat.But after touching it for a while, he frowned, sighed, and took out nothing.

"You didn't bring a lighter?" Daxi asked, "Do you want to use mine?"

"No need." Zhili said vaguely while chewing his cigar.

Then he turned around and looked above the main hall.

The soul revealed a huge bloodshot eyeball from the thick fog and looked at him quietly.

After a moment, Zhe Li clasped his palms together and silently prayed a few words to the soul like a devout believer.

The soul was still frozen there quietly, not knowing whether it heard it or not.

But suddenly, a small object appeared out of thin air in front of the giant eyeball and fell down.

Zheli grabbed the falling object and opened his palm - revealing a disposable plastic lighter.

He solemnly held the lighter between his hands and bowed to the spirit again to express his gratitude.

Then, Zheli looked relieved and lit a cigarette with a lighter.He turned his back to Guanxu, took a deep breath of cigarette, and then exhaled slowly.

In the background of the swirling smoke, the eyes of the soul were still staring at him.At the same time, a dark and strange long arm dozens of meters long broke through the thick fog and grabbed Zheli from high in the sky.

——In an instant, a "hoo" sound came from behind Zheli and grabbed Guanxu.

Before Guan Xu's expression could change, he was grabbed by the long arm and instantly lifted into the sky. His figure disappeared into the thick fog and was out of sight.

Immediately afterwards, a "crunching" chewing sound came from the thick fog.

Underneath the strange noise, an old woman and a young man were just silent, smoking with relaxed expressions.

(End of this chapter)