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“After watching it for so long, you should come out!”

Jingu Makoto turned his head to look in the direction of the main entrance of the shrine and suddenly said.

“Makoto-kun, who are you dealing with…?”

Honogo’s doubtful voice had not yet finished, as if it was an illusion, and in front of the main entrance of the originally empty shrine, a beautiful woman dressed in a beautiful red and white witch’s costume appeared there.

“Miss Natori!”

Kaino Sonoda exclaimed with anger.

The person who came was really the famous witch they had been looking for, a gorgeous witch dress tattooed with Chihaya and cherry blossoms, and a belt around her waist that fell to the ground.

Under the moonlight, her silver-white hair reflected a delicate luster, she looked at Jingu Makoto with those deep and soft eyes, her skin was more than snow, white charming, and the two divine lines on her forehead added a mysterious noble elegance to her, and the slender and skillful hands touched her abdomen, and the crisp breasts that held up the witch’s costume were even more charming.

Stepping on her jade foot, Natori skipped the potholed ground and walked to Jingu Makoto with an elegant and noble posture that was incompatible with the surrounding environment, looking at Jingu Makoto, she frowned, and said with a hint of irritation in her tone.

“You shouldn’t have come!”

This is a beautiful witch, and Makoto Jingu ignored her reprimands, which he had heard too much before, everyone had their own position, everyone did what he thought was right.

And he is just doing what he wants to do, and as for other evaluations, it has little impact on him.

Compared to the annoyance of the witch lady, Jingu Makoto was more curious about what color this witch’s soul was.

When Jingu Makoto looked at this witch, he was surprised to find that the soul of this witch was very different, saying that she had no body at all, and she was a soul existence herself.

And what surprised Shinomiya Makoto was that he originally thought that the soul of the witch who presided over this ritual would be vicious black, but what he didn’t expect was that the soul of this witch turned out to be golden.

Gold, that is the soul light that only people with high cultivation have, and in addition to these golds, only a small part of the black that Jingu expected was wrapped around her like silk threads.

“…… This soul… It’s like saying that everything she does is right for the soul! ”

Makoto Jingu whispered to himself.

“Natori! The witch leader of the Evil Horse Tai Witch Organ, but in what capacity are you in charge of my affairs!” ”

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Jingu Makoto said with a somewhat unkind face, he doesn’t care what the color of your soul is, he has already made a move on the people around him, that is, the enemy.

Hearing the unkindness in Jingu’s words, Natori’s eyebrows were locked even deeper.

Obviously, since he knew about the Evil Horse Tai Witch Organ, Makoto should know what their mission was.

But the other party still came to destroy the sacrifice, which was a little difficult.

This situation made Name, who had been in a state of calm all along, a little anxious.

Natori is the Sorceress Sorceress Organ, who has been managing the shrine for hundreds of years, guarding the smooth progress of the sacrifice, she naturally cannot be an ordinary human, ordinary human beings can not be hundreds of years.

Rather, she should be spiritually present.

In ancient times, when it was still in the divine era, it was not uncommon to use living people as sacrifices.

At that time, there were still gods in the world, and there were many cruel evil gods among them.

Using living people as sacrifices to sacrifice the ego to save everyone was originally a helpless choice, and in the end, it became a culture because of habit.

Thanks to this culture, the Evil Matai Witch Institution has even cultivated many excellent witches who sacrificed voluntarily.

It was not until modern society with the disappearance of the gods and spirits, the liberation of the people’s ideological forms, the release of individuality, people’s consciousness became more and more self-conscious under the influence of Western thought, and this self-sacrificing excellent witch was more and more cultivated, so the ceremony presided over by Natori also began to change the way.

When the excellent witch who sacrificed voluntarily, if he did not know the fire dance, was not enough, then he could only rely on the power of the witch organ and the government to lure the girl with the qualification of a good witch.

Sacrifice also changed from complete self-sacrifice to this deceitful sacrifice.

And Natori is the aggregate of the witch’s obsession that has been voluntarily sacrificed for generations, and she will always guard the smooth progress of this sacrifice and let the old gods sleep forever.

“Why, why did you come to stop this sacrifice with such power, if you want to challenge the old gods, I advise you to give up, because even if it is a god generation, the gods of humanity have only sealed the old gods, your power is not strong in the god generation period, don’t try to challenge the gods, it will only kill yourself!”

Natori’s voice said a little anxiously, because as time passed, the best time for sacrifice has gradually passed, and if the sacrifice cannot be completed, soon the old gods will awaken.

This is something that Natori will never allow.

Pressing his hand, Makoto Jingu directly filtered out Natori’s words and said instead.

“Give up, Little Bird is my relative, Sui Naogo, Haiwei is my friend, Zhendong is my sister and teacher, I don’t know that Fire Dance is my senior sister, I said you really know how to choose someone!” The people chosen are related to me! ”

Jingu looked at Natori with a smile, and his eyes gradually became threatening.

“That’s because they all have extremely high characteristics, and by using them as sacrifices, the old gods will sleep longer, which can effectively reduce the number of sacrifices… This is also a last resort. ”

Natori said with a somewhat ugly face, she knew that excellent girls would always be surrounded by many people, but that was at most ordinary people, how did she know that there would be such a terrifying guy next to these girls.

“Huh!”

Jingu Makoto snorted coldly, his position was different, he no longer wanted to say anything more with Natori.

“Afraid of the revival of the old gods, then you tell me the old god information! Let me see if there is a chance to solve it, as for the sacrifice! Don’t think about it unless you want to die! ”

Drawing out the slashing knife on his waist, Makoto Jingu said in an icy voice.

And the moment Makoto Jingu drew his slashing knife, a long-lost sense of fear surged into Natori’s heart.

How long had it been since she felt fear? Or rather, she has not felt fear since the beginning of her birth.

As the embodiment of obsession, she also has a certain immortality, and the last time she felt death was during the period of the Divine Dynasty.

And with the passage of time, the demise of the Shindai, the reduction of mysterious power, and Natori does not feel the threat of death.

And now this mystery has almost died, the newborn strange power is strange but it has little effect on her, and it is impossible for her to feel the fear of death.

It feels like you’re facing the weapon of death.

Bright as moon eyes looked at Makoto Jingu, Natori knew that she could not impress this man with words alone.

Damn it! He had obviously laid an enchantment within the sacred mountain, why didn’t he die!

Biting his lip, Natori said to Makoto Jingu as if he had made some kind of decision.

“If you can complete my test, I will tell you the message of the old gods!” _

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