The Witch's Taste

So, do you want to take a completely unknown and invaluable risk to explore another mysterious and dangerous abyss plane, just to find information related to a certain case?

of course yes!

Regardless of whether his acting style is radical or not, at least he has always been full of initiative when it comes to exploring desires or committing suicide.

There is no other reason, just to become stronger, to find a way to save my sister.

He told Yue Gong Suzuna the power information of [Dying Breath], and the latter was so shocked that he covered his mouth with his hand, so he didn't exclaim.

After killing the other party, can you get the power of the other party?

What is this? !

You must know that Xichuan Meihui's power comes from the king of ghouls, and this god has always been paranoid, stubborn and ruthless, how could he allow such absurd things to happen!

But the senior was definitely not lying, so let's just think that for some unknown reason, the king of ghouls changed from being hostile to Chen Ziang to admiring him.

"So senior intends to enter the Dying Realm, look for the two deceased, and read their memories before they died?"

"Yes." Chen Ziang said seriously, "First, it may not be possible to find it; second, there is a high probability of encountering danger."

"Suzuna, I don't want to put pressure on you, but simply ask you: Do you want to go with me?"

"Of course." Yue Gong Suzuna did not hesitate.

"Even if you understand the danger?"

"Yes."

"And it is possible to return without success, a trip for nothing?"

"Otherwise?" Tsukimiya Suzuna puffed up her chest, "Don't forget, senior, I am the deputy section chief of the field service department!"

"Okay, let's go!" Chen Ziang thought so, and waved his hand.

He quickly activated the [Dying Breath] power, only to feel his whole body suddenly spin, as if being sucked into it by a hurricane.

When their stature stabilized again, the two suddenly found themselves in the vast and boundless desert.

The sky was dimly lit, without any sun, and it was unknown where the light source came from.

Chen Ziang looked at his feet and found that the desert here was actually white.

The sand is gray and fine, and exudes the smell of burnt flesh, as if it is... ashes?

Chen Ziang carefully stared at the sand under his feet, not sure if it was harmful, only heard Yuegong Lingnai suddenly say:

"Spiritual dregs."

"What do you mean?" Chen Ziang asked.

"Well, I heard from Sister Rio before." Tsukimiya Suzuna had no psychological burden, and pushed all the sources of information to Hokaze Rio, explaining, "For us, the life on the surface of the abyss, life is tangible. , and spirituality is invisible.”

"At the same time, spirituality is the reflection of life on the high-dimensional plane in the low-dimensional plane."

"So, our invisible spirituality is in the plane of the abyss, such as in this dying state, it is very likely to exist in the form of life-like, that is, in form."

"After life dies, there will be corpses, and spiritual apoptosis will naturally have residues."

Chen Ziang: ……………

"Let me confirm." He said slowly, "What you mean is that you can treat these sands as corpses and think they are harmless to us?"

"That's what it means." Tsukimiya Suzuna nodded and said, "As long as Senior doesn't feel sick."

"It's okay." Chen Ziang laughed, "It's like coal and oil are dead plants, I don't really care."

As if to prove his words, he poked the mandala magic sword into the sand and played with it casually.

As a result, a decayed bone was picked out.

The white bone has been rotted into disrepair, and there is still something crawling on it.

Looking carefully, it turned out to be countless white beetles the size of rice grains.When they are still, they are no different from white sand, but when they are crawling, they look like beetles.

"Polluted spiritual residue." Suzuna Tsukimiya added, "As I said before: in this world, they have a form."

Chen Ziang quickly threw the bones aside, and asked for confirmation:

"They shouldn't attack us, right?"

"No, they are like mealworms, they don't eat living things." Tsukimiya Suzuna reassured him, "As long as we don't fall into a near-death situation here."

As if realizing that she seemed to have said too much, she quickly added:

"Of course, this is just my understanding. If there is a discrepancy with the reality, senior can't blame me."

"Don't worry." Chen Ziang comforted her, "If we die here, it doesn't matter anyway, right?"

He activated the power of [Dying Breath] again, and began to search for the "spiritual remnants" of the two specific corpses.

Time passed minute by minute, but I don't know how long it has passed—because the sky has always been dim, there is no wind, and there are no living things, so quiet that it seems that time has stopped.

Only Yuegong Lingna, who was standing prettyly by the side, made Chen Ziang realize that he was not frozen in some kind of terrifying silent world.

Finally, [Dying Breath] responded.

"Found it!" Chen Ziang lifted his spirits.

"Where is it?" Tsukimiya Suzuna asked hastily.

There was no need for Chen Ziang to answer, because an invisible air current had been rolled up in his hand, landed on the white desert, and then quickly moved in a certain direction, like an invisible giant snake.

Although it was impossible to capture its outline with the naked eye, with the rapid blowing of the airflow, the white sands that passed by spontaneously separated to both sides, but it happened to form traces that could be traced.

120. Chapter 120 Last words before death

In the dying state, time seems to have lost its concept.

Chen Ziang didn't know whether he had walked for an hour or five or six hours, because the surroundings were always surrounded by a white desert with hard-to-remember terrain, and there was no sun to distinguish the direction and time.

Taking out the phone, the screen shows that only 17 minutes have passed, but the time passed by the body feels at least five or six times faster than it.

The spiritual pressure gauge jumps back and forth between 240-260, which shows that there must be great danger in this world.

Fortunately, the two of them followed the dying breath and did not encounter any living creatures for the time being—except for the "rotten spiritual residue" that gnawed at the bones at the beginning.

"Wait, senior." Tsukimiya Suzuna said suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ziang asked quickly.

"There is a situation ahead... Be careful not to look!"

How smooth the journey was before, how suddenly this danger came.

Just when Yuegong Suzuna said "there is a situation ahead", Chen Ziang saw "a lump" climbing up the sand dune.

The reason why it is called "a lump" is because the opponent's shape is indeed a lump of unknown objects.

If I have to describe it, it is a strange combination of a large number of strange, heart-like lumps of meat, with an arm with sharp claws protruding from the center, as if growing out of dung Stem flowers.

The moment he saw it, Chen Ziang couldn't control himself.

At first, it was a great fear that came to my heart, like a panicked little animal that realized that it was about to die.

Soon, however, more strange, mysterious and obscure knowledge comes to mind.

He realizes that death, though the end of life, is spiritual liberation.

His vision broke away from the shackles of his body and cognition, and he saw a huge...whale through countless esoteric dimensions.

Yes, the whale, that is the source of all spirituality.

There are countless small fish swimming and singing around the whale, and each small fish is a spiritual consciousness, like a firefly in the night.

Because the small fish could not keep up with the speed of the whale, they were left behind and died alone, their spirituality was degraded, they fell into the world, and became one after another bottom life, newborn human fetuses, other animals, plants, or other things Stuff...they suffer in the world.

Chen Ziang, who realized that he was actually a small fish, finally got rid of the fear of death completely.

He longed to be back with the whale again, to sing...sing...

But this longing was soon interrupted by a stronger external force.

His body was violently thrown on the sand, and a large number of shadows wrapped him tightly, as if something had slipped in along the ear canal, and was constantly stirring vigorously in his mind.

Whenever the idea of ​​turning back into a small fish and singing again came into his mind, the idea would be shattered in the next second, so that the thinking in his whole brain was fragmented, and it was impossible to form a complete logic.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Ziang finally managed to get rid of the mental pollution, but his expression was still a little dull.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, as if he had lost the ability to organize language, he could only subconsciously call out:

"Suzuna? Suzuna?"

Then, the touch of the body gradually became clearer - it seemed like someone was holding him tightly.

The warm and soft embrace activated a certain primitive instinct in human genes, soothing his almost broken nerves.

The vaguely choked, crying voice disappeared, and soon turned into a pleasantly relieved voice:

"Senior, are you awake?!"

"En." Chen Ziang said weakly.

Yuegong Suzuna hurriedly gave him rational lozenges and water.

The coolness of the rational lozenge melted under the tongue, and the water flow relieved the thirst in the throat. Chen Ziang finally regained some strength, and asked with difficulty:

"Then... what the hell is that?"

"That's the incarnation of a certain god." Yue Gong Suzuna said with lingering fear, "Because you looked directly at his incarnation, your spirit was directly polluted, and you almost couldn't come back."

"Actually, in the Dying Realm, the probability of a god's incarnation appearing is very, very low... this time it's our bad luck."

"Okay." Chen Ziang also knew that it was not suitable for him to ask too many questions, so he just closed his eyes again, and continued to try to stabilize his mind and regain his sanity.

After resting on the spot for a while, he felt that his condition had improved, so he tried to stand up again: "Let's go."

"Senior, won't you take a rest?" Tsukimiya Suzuna asked worriedly.

"Wait until you find the target and then rest." Chen Zi'ang tried his best to use [Dying Breath] again, but his body almost lost his balance. Luckily, Ling Nai was beside him and supported him in time.

It took significantly longer to search for victims this time than last time.

Fortunately, they managed to locate the target in the end. The two continued to move forward cautiously, and finally found each other's location after about an hour.

This is a valley in the desert, [Dying Exhale] no longer moves forward, but turns around in place.

Chen Ziang took out the mandala magic sword and tried to dig the sand on the spot, but was immediately overtaken by Yuegong Suzuna.

Not long after, the Shadow Warrior unearthed something... It turned out to be a skeleton with a large number of tiny white beetles attached to its surface.

"Let me do it." Tsukimiya Suzuna stretched out her finger, and the shadow quickly enveloped the skeleton, and then receded again—all the corrupt spirituality attached to it was gone.

"What's next?"

"Then, we can use the power of [Dream Walk] to try to enter the remaining incomplete spirituality of the deceased, and see if we can find her memories before she died." Chen Ziang said slowly.

He took Suzuna Tsukimiya's hand and quickly activated the [Dream Walk] power.

Suddenly, the two reappeared in the hotel room.

Of course, it is not the murder scene in reality, but the picture in the preconscious of the deceased.

The surrounding furnishings were dilapidated, and it was obvious that the deceased was not satisfied with the quality of the hotel's rooms.But it is worth noting that there is a large pile of banknotes in the corner of the wall, which are densely piled up like a hill.

Perhaps it means "great wealth to be acquired"?

Chen Ziang continued to manipulate power, and soon the picture changed.

Signs of serious water leakage began to appear on the surrounding walls, ceilings and carpets. There were also eerie figures looming outside the window. It was obvious that the fear before death was occupying the current conscious space.

On the bed next to her, a woman's intermittent voice of defense sounded:

"...We really don't know, he is your son..."

"...No matter who he is, you shouldn't do this! Why don't you check first according to the rules?!"

"...In the past, even if we took a lot of effort to verify, there are nine out of ten that are true. We didn't expect that this time, someone would make a joke about our innocence...and we asked in advance Seeing Tsuru, she said that the victim should not be blamed, after all, we are both weak, we must first trust each other unconditionally..."

"... Being a weak person is not a reason for you to take advantage of the sympathy you have gained to commit violence against innocent people!"

"...There is nothing we can do... If we admit that he is innocent, this matter will become our fault! Even, how many people we helped in the past were real victims, and how many were actually false accusations? These , These will be questioned again by the outside world!"

"...you, so you...actually already knew that my son is innocent..."