Zongman: My daily life is not normal

Hojo Junichi felt cold, and the fear in his heart made him go to the car and start the engine to leave the place of right and wrong.

Looking at the car going away, the man in the corner who couldn't see the real face in the black robe finally looked away.

There was a little light in the dizzy air.

The blind pupils emitting mysterious light stared at the nothingness high in the sky from a distance.

I saw that the space illuminated by the starry sky was constantly weaving red silk threads like spider webs.

According to this weaving speed, it should not take an hour to surround the entire mountain and form a birdcage.

"Is it so strong already?"

"Are you going to stop him?"

"No, the lord said to let him play for a while before going to clear it."

"But there are many people in the mountains! I heard that there are many students camping there!"

"Hmph, for the sake of the root cause, what's the point of sacrificing so many people? Now our main job is to record!"

"Okay, okay."

The conversation ended, and the two remained silent, watching the red mesh cage gradually take shape in the sky.

----

I don't know when.

The stars and crescent moon in the sky suddenly disappeared.

It's like there is a layer of black curtain blocking everything!

The space is plunged into endless darkness where you can't see your fingers!

In the cave near the back mountain izakaya.

The almost bloody red light is dazzling.

At this time, a girl in a white dress was lying on a huge blood-red magic circle with her hair covering her face.

She roared, twisting her limbs and struggling!

The blue veins on the purple-white skin popped out!

"what--!!"

Ethereal and piercing miserable howls can be heard endlessly.

It makes people feel that the person involved is suffering great pain!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

Laughter broke out on the sidelines!

The twisted face of the sharp-looking blond man was very ugly, and he looked at all this excitedly.

As if the pain of others is his pleasure!

"I didn't expect that with the help of the spirit body, I would be so strong!"

"This is probably equivalent to those seal designations, right?"

"If this is the case! If this is the case... I will be one step closer to my roots!"

"Endless magic! Omniscient and omnipotent!"

"Is this the root cause! What is the root cause?!"

"Let me witness it!!!"

He spread his hands wildly like a performer.

"But there's more! More corpses!"

"More people will die!"

"Your death is valuable! It's for me! Azeya Cantu! An important sacrifice to reach the root!"

"I still need a container to store the spirit body!"

"Lucky! There's a well-fitting container nearby!"

"It's true that God is helping me! Hahaha!"

"and also!"

"And the flesh and blood of those rampant, laughing people!"

"Rejoice! The fireworks you burn are my blessings! They are also blessings for your future destiny!"

"I will show mercy and let you live to witness everything!"

"Turn into my familiar! Sincerely obey me who will reach the root!!"

Intoxicated murmurs until torrential shouts.

The clear voice becomes ethereal under the blessing of magic!

"So······"

He paused for a while, and stretched his hands out!

I saw a flash of red lines on the body.

In an instant.

Under the miserable scream of the girl on the magic circle, countless blood threads entangled her endlessly long hair, and then she ran out of the cave like a red snake until she reached the red birdcage in the sky!

【Enchantment Dance of Blood and Corpse】

【Build·Shape·Refine】

【liberation】

【conclude! ! ! 】

The spell is like the whisper of the gods.

"state--!!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the sky!

A cage constructed of a red ball-shaped spider web was completed, and it appeared in the eyes of mortals for a moment before disappearing!

At this moment, this area is covered by a huge enchantment. Once people outside approach it, they will stay away in confusion, and those inside will never be able to get out!

The scene in the mountains distorts and changes!

The originally intersecting mountain roads no longer intersect, and the originally adjacent camps are no longer approaching!

And the weird thing is.

At this moment, a tall and straight black girl who was as proud and quiet as snow appeared in the cave out of thin air.

The cold wind, the sticky air, the surrounding noise, and the piercing scream made the girl open her eyes.

Those dark eyes were filled with doubt and fear.

"Where is this?!"

"Dream...dream?"

Chapter 148 The Ignorant World Has No Giants Supporting the Sky

dream.

What is it?

why am i crying.

Why am I trembling.

What am I afraid of?

Why am I crying in fear.

in the end······

what happened?

What are these memories that do not belong to me? !

1987 1 Month 1 Day.

In the New Year, the business of izakaya is extremely hot.

I watched the customers come in one by one at the cash register.

They are all big men with heads and faces.

Drinking wine, showing off his wealth and power.

Molesting the waiter who served the food.

And those who took the initiative to make trouble made their father nod and bow.

Year after year, day after day, the script was staged tirelessly.

And this year.

They... seem to be looking at me?

Why did my father let me go to the private room.

very messy.

so evil.

Why do their desires always force others?

Why do they always like to torture the poor and lowly?

Is this what we civilians deserve?

Is it true that only those who become powerful can be respected by others?

13 people.

When I came back to my senses, I was holding a bloody knife in my hand, and there were thirteen corpses in front of me.

Yes, who did it?

Me, I don't know.

I ran and hid in a cave known only to me and my father.

At some point, I suddenly saw myself hanging on the top of the cave.

Very strange.

Why does someone look so much like me?

I ran out anxiously, but those people didn't seem to see me.

Only then did I realize that I seemed to be hiding in a cave for a long, long time.

The izakaya seems to be closed.

I saw an altar in each of the upstairs bedrooms, just thirteen in number.

Is it paying homage to the dead?

Why is no one paying homage to me?

Why did my father never come to the cave to find me?

Why was my father strangled to death when I opened my eyes?

When was the 14th altar built in the cave?

Did I build it for my father, or did my father build it for me?

15 people died

Why are the 13 least deserving people honored and mourned by a group of weeping people in black and white robes?