"Meiyi...please help me..."

Putting her hands on Mei's shoulders, Kiana pleaded, looking towards the next room.

There is no doubt that the so-called sacrifice to a pure witch is a naked murder.

The shrine does not enshrine any god at all, but an evil god.

She couldn't just watch Ling die, something had to be done.

"The mountain behind Yazhong...that road, Mei, do you still remember?" Kiana said, this is the last resort.

"It's dangerous out there and we know so little."

Yesterday, Mei found a natural barrier in the back mountain.

After passing it, you can reach an isolated ridge. As long as the only stone path is destroyed, no one can threaten their safety.

There was a problem. The ridge was too deep and they didn't know what was hidden in it.

It would be great if Teacher Nightingale was here...

Yayi suddenly thought of Ziyao. She always felt at ease with the girl by her side.

Maybe with her here, they can make a safer move.

"It's settled, Mei, we'll leave early tomorrow morning."

Kiana slapped the table and finalized the action plan.

Time waits for no one, and while the shrine hasn't locked them up yet, there is still a chance for everything.

The last time she failed to escape, Ling broke her hamstring. She must not lose this time.

"Okay, follow the route discussed last night."

Mei had no choice but to nod in agreement with Kiana.

Procrastinate any further, for fear of accidents.

——The other side, in reality.

Rita thoughtfully covered the girls with quilts to avoid catching cold.

Kiana had multiple detection devices tied to her hands, the warning lights were flashing, and everything was working normally.

"Lord Otto, the Herrscher reaction has appeared again. Your plan is very correct."

"Very good, she kept her promise."

"Why is it that Miss Nightingale is allowed to enter the Ksitigarbha Soul? I'm sorry, I overstepped it."

Rita was puzzled as to what deal Otto had made with Jizo Mithun.

But as a subordinate, she only needs to execute the plan.

"Will Miss Nightingale be okay?"

Rita was a little worried. With her rich experience, she could naturally realize that Ziyao was not a Valkyrie, nor did she have the physical fitness of a Valkyrie. She was about the same as an ordinary human girl.

However, what she does may not be easily accomplished even by battle-hardened Valkyries like them.

Not only that, he solved the crisis of the Herrscher of Wind, but also saved the poor girl.

The anti-entropy invasion was stopped last week, allegedly by her hand.

Such talents should be reused by destiny.

But the bishop seemed to have made a certain agreement with her. What exactly was it?

"Even if they die inside, it's just a nightmare in reality, and my allies won't remember anything."

The man's confident voice came from the communicator, and Rita nodded.

"My Lord Bishop is wise."

During the conversation, Bronya, who was lying on Theresa's lap, suddenly showed a painful expression.

Rita gently picked her up and took her back to her room to have a good rest.

Outside the window, several Valkyrie troops were waiting.

Youlandel stood on the tall building, the lance in her hand glowing with power.

Once the Herrschers are revived, they will be the first line of defense in the world.

at the same time.....

A huge change is taking place in the space of consciousness.

While running, the two of them made a special trip to the stone prison.

The cold wind poured into the door, making a sound like a ghost crying, and the guard at the door disappeared.

Bronya, who was supposed to be among them, disappeared, leaving a mess.

The cell door was wide open, papers were scattered on the floor, and dark red blood still remained on the wall.

"Bronya..."

Theresa covered her mouth and said in disbelief, and hurriedly stepped forward to check.

Among the messy straw, she found a pen dipped in ink, the traces of which were still wet.

Based on this worst-case scenario, the girl is likely to...

no, I can not.

Bronya is so smart, how could this happen?

The cold wind was biting, and a hint of blood blew in from the door.

The air suddenly dropped a few points.

"Tata Ta..."

The footsteps were light, as if stepping on cotton.

A figure came from behind, the blade of the sword scraped against the floor, making a sharp squeaking sound.

"who is it?"

Teresa held Judas's hand in the water and said in surprise.

The person who came was Yae Sakura. The miko's clothes were stained with many red flowers, and the tip of the sword was red and dripping with blood.

It seemed that she had cleared away the guards outside. No wonder the voices of the pursuers were drowned out.

“…”

Could it be that Sakura is related to Jizo Mithun?

She remembered what Ziyao said in the secret room.

Feeling carefully, there is no corrosive power on the girl, but a slightly strong fishy smell.

The other party treated them well. Not only did they provide shelter, but they also rescued them twice.

If they really want to take action, the opponent has countless opportunities to kill them.

Therefore, Theresa felt a little guilty for actually doubting Sakura.

In extraordinary times, she dare not relax and is always ready to fight.

"Nightingale, Theresa, it's time for us to go."

"Sakura, what happened outside?"

Wiping the blood on the sword with straw, Yae Sakura shook her head.

"There are demons everywhere. They wander around and attack any living person on the road."

Today is the red moon, and the demons are extremely violent. They rarely break into the town on weekdays.

Not only that, but they also attacked the shrine en masse because that's where the residents had gathered.

"Please follow me back to the bamboo house. It's very dangerous outside..."

"Zhuwu, aren't there more dead soldiers outside the town?"

Theresa wondered, even with so many dead soldiers entering the town, the outside might not be much better.

"Sakura is disguised so they won't notice."

"I see... Nightingale, what are your plans?"

"How about going back to the shrine?"

Ziyao clapped her hands and said.

As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is also the safest place.

She had a hunch that the shrine would undergo big changes.

Volume 85: Chapter [-] Kiana on the border

Endless nightmares.

The rain was pouring down, and the rain was dripping continuously.

There is no color in the world, only monotonous black and white.

When she closed her eyes, the ghosts of those who died in the disaster would linger around her.

Men, women, old and young, countless voices gathered and echoed...

【Fake】

【The culprit of all sorrow....】

Whenever I hear these words, I feel anxious.

no..

Obviously not...

I am not a fake....

As if mocking her, the floating shadows disappeared, leaving only a dead silence.

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