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Then, the light beam spread out radially, and the light curtain-like edge gradually expanded, like a large upside-down bowl, wrapping the entire Mount Takao and its surroundings.

"This is... an enchantment?"

Kasumigaoka Shiu has only seen this kind of scene in anime and novels. She doesn't know what it means, but she does seem to be enveloped by a barrier now.

In fact, it is.

Every Soul Purifier knows this phenomenon, but only a few have seen it, or are still alive after seeing it.

Because this is the [Netherworld Barrier], a domain that only Netherworld Souls (disaster level five, disaster level six) can possess.

It has many functions, the most commonly used of which is...predating.

No one knows how long the coffin clan Shanlan has been sleeping for, but he was undoubtedly hungry and weak after being awakened in some extreme way.

As that sentence describes - lose your humanity and lose a lot, lose your bestiality and lose everything.

Faced with hunger and weakness on the verge of death, a being as powerful as the Coffin Clan had no room to think, and the desire to survive made the choice for him.

Food... humans... lots of... eating.

I don’t know if this situation is considered an emergency escape from Emperor Huangquan’s perspective.

The only thing that is certain is that the initiator of this situation is the Doomsday Association and humans.

——Afraid of ghosts, but the ghosts didn’t hurt anyone at all; not afraid of people, but they hurt people all over their bodies.

Chapter 181: The Mortal Furnace

The earthquake that occurred in Mount Takao did not travel too far, and people living in Tokyo continued to go about their daily lives, as if this kind of peace were taken for granted.

But when the Coffin Clan, with the level six disaster, fully unfolded the Death Barrier in order to hunt for prey, the fluctuations in source power were like a disaster coming to the world, making the Soul Conquerors in Tokyo feel the hair-raising terror.

"This breath..."

Nangong Nayue, who was sitting in the office, suddenly stopped writing in her hand. Right in front of her, the special hourglass on the desk was broken, indicating that the situation was extremely bad.

Beep beep~!

A few seconds after the fluctuation of source power came, Nangong's work phone rang in Nayue. She frowned and answered the call, listening quietly to the voice on the other side, saying nothing from the beginning to the end.

【Qianxun】②⑤⑤⑤⑨⑤③00

It wasn't until the end that Nangong said "I understand" that month, and then hung up the phone.

"Shan Lan...was he awakened by the Doomsday Association gang?"

Nangong Nayue picked up the foreign fan on the table, and when she stood up, she summoned the teleportation circle. After strong space fluctuations, the girl's figure disappeared into the office.

A few kilometers away, the highest-level alarm sounded in the office of the Hidden Soul Institute. All the soul-purifying masters stopped what they were doing and hurried to the emergency gathering point.

Ten minutes later, all the Pure Soul Masters had completed their assembly. As the temporary supreme commander of Tokyo District, Nangong Nayue was responsible for wartime coordination.

The petite figure of the girl stood on the high platform, her voice echoed in the square, and she reported the known information without any concealment.

——Not long ago, the permanent observation point on Mount Takao lost contact, and Shanlan, a coffin tribe known to have been sleeping for more than 130 years, was forcibly awakened by people from the Doomsday Association.

"The situation is critical, so I won't go into details. Everyone's work at hand and assigned tasks are temporarily frozen, and handling the current situation is the top priority."

Nangong Nayue did not pull everyone to Mount Takao, but turned all the soul hunters below the fourth level into an emergency operation team to prepare for the riots of the Doomsday Association.

The Soul Hunters and the Doomsday Association have fought so many times, and the two sides know each other's ways. After the people of the Doomsday Association made big news, they will definitely bloom more and strive to make the noise bigger.

From an official perspective, the Doomsday Association is an out-and-out riot organization and an existence that must be eradicated in all aspects.

However, the people of the Doomsday Association do not think so. They believe that the end is coming and the end will surely come, and they are using special methods to save mankind.

In the view of the Doomsday Association, human beings should have a sense of urgency and live in false comfort all day long. They are like frogs being boiled in warm water. They feel very comfortable now, but will die without the ability to resist in the future.

Under the premise of this idea, they regard themselves as bell ringers. They believe that their actions are warning the world rather than meaningless destruction.

Therefore, the Doomsday Association does not care about how many people are killed. They only consider whether it has affected the prestige of the Hidden Soul Institute and whether it has alerted the world to the impending crisis.

——Moreover, recent data proves that the Doomsday Association has accelerated research on technology to transform humans into wild souls, and has also attacked a research institute at the Hidden Soul Institute for this purpose.

"The top priority is to keep an eye on the Doomsday Association at all costs. The situation in Mount Takao has made it difficult for us to explain. No more people can die!"

Nangong did not explain things one by one that month. Instead, he delegated most of his powers to the purifying soul masters who had been in charge of each area for a long time to decide on the arrangement of personnel.

After determining the overall policy, Nangong decided to leave the office that month and go to Mount Takao to check the situation.

Of course, a higher-ranking soul hunter volunteered to follow her to the most dangerous scene, but Nangong Nayue refused.

The humans within the Death Barrier still have no way of knowing the situation. Violent attacks will only anger Shanlan, allowing him to kill directly without any room for mercy.

"I just hope...everything can still be redeemed."

Nangong Nayue's observation point in Mount Takao had spatial coordinates, but when she tried to teleport directly, she failed.

There was no other way, Nangong Nayue could only use stupid methods. She started teleporting several times in a row, tentatively reaching the most extreme safe position.

"This is really... troublesome."

Nangong stood on the roof of the high-speed rail station that month. She looked at the scene of Mount Takao in the distance. What she saw was an extremely huge barrier of death.

In the eyes of ordinary people, wild souls are monsters twisted by death and the enemies of all living beings. They have no thought or reason. They will kill humans when they see them and then devour the living souls.

In fact, this situation only occurs in the lowest level of horror souls. These monsters with first and second level disaster levels are just born, without any intelligence, only the desire to eat.

The higher-up Haunted Souls already have certain thinking abilities. These monsters with disaster levels three and four have IQs close to those of human children. They can understand various situations, but it is difficult for them to think logically.

As for the Netherworld Soul, the reason for this name comes from its innate ability [Death Barrier]. They already have the same intelligence as human adults. If they can communicate normally, the results will generally not be too bad.

But the problem is that humans rarely have the chance to face a ghost soul alive, not only because of the relationship between food and predators, but also because the human soul is too fragile. Just standing in front of a ghost ghost, the soul They will all fall apart due to pressure.

"Ha... let's try talking to Shanlan first."

Nangong Nayue jumped off the roof and walked to the front of the barrier. Because she was a Soul Conqueror, she could clearly see the entire barrier, but it was different for ordinary people.

If Nangong hadn't stopped them that month, dozens of people who had just come out of the subway station would have walked directly into the barrier and become snacks on the dining table.

——Normal humans are not only unable to detect the Death Barrier, but are also unconsciously attracted to it and walk into it without noticing it.

This feeling is very much like a giant web used by spiders to catch prey. The ghost soul only needs to unfold the death barrier and wait in place with peace of mind. It doesn't matter if it even falls asleep, the food will be attracted to it.

Looking in from outside the barrier, everything seems to be normal. You can vaguely see people climbing mountains, and even some playful laughter can be heard.

But these are actually false. The humans in the barrier have lost consciousness, just like waiting for cooking ingredients, unable to wake up from a long dream.

——They are going through a test that determines life and death. Whether they will die or not depends on the mind of the ghost, but how long they last before dying depends on their will.

The human soul is food to the wild soul. The quality of the food depends on the human being, but the taste when eating it depends on the 'emotion'.

Even different wild souls like human souls to be in different emotions.

For example, all human souls are liquid, and drinking them can quench thirst. However, in Luanghun's view, it may be cola in the 'fear' state, beer in the 'despair' state, and beer in the 'regret' state. It's juice.

——Essentially they are the same thing, but the taste and texture are completely different. It is possible that some wild souls love Fat House Happy Water and avoid the taste of alcohol.

Of course, this is talking about existences above the Terror Soul. After all, the Terror Soul has no reason at all. They only have an insatiable hunger. As long as it is a soul that can eat, they don't care at all what it tastes like.

However, when the horror souls kill humans, they usually use bloody and terrifying methods. This is actually creating fear and making the soul taste better.

Going up further, the souls of the dead began to taste the taste of human souls in different moods, while the souls of the underworld found one taste. After catching their prey with the underworld barrier, they would not eat it rudely. Instead, it uses a dream that acts on the soul to guide human inner emotions.

——This process is no different from human cooking, except that it is cooked alive.

"I remember that Shanlan's favorite negative emotion is...indulgence. His death dreams are mostly the past that people want the most."

Nangong had read the documents in the Soul Hiding Academy that month and had some understanding of Shanlan. She controlled her emotions, tried hard to exude Shanlan's favorite smell, and then gently placed her palm on the barrier.

If possible, Nangong Nayue hopes to resolve the current conflict through dialogue. After all, due to a certain contract, she has a very special status. She is both a human and a coffin tribe.

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At the same time, when Nangong was trying to talk to the Coffin Clan Shanlan that month, a certain Coffin Clan who had just had a body also came here quietly.

"Ah... the smell of Shanlan is still the same as that of a dying old man. He talks about seeing through the world of mortals and comprehending Buddhism. In fact, it is just being obsessed with the past and unable to extricate himself~"

Exile sat in an empty cafe, complaining about his acquaintances, then walked around to the bar and started making his own coffee.

After Shan Lan launched the Underworld Barrier, these people who opened stores at the foot of Mount Takao were the first ones to be affected. They had all been attracted into the barrier, and the stores were all abandoned.

"Huh~~~Although I'm not very good at soaking, the free stuff still smells good~"

Exiled used Fujiwara Natsuki's body and was not short of this small amount of money at all, but if he refused to give it, he was stingy. This kind of free pleasure made him want to stop.

"Fujiwara Natsuki~ Why don't you say anything? I'm so bored alone. I know you're still here, don't shut yourself up~"

The exile has been sealed for so long, and now he can speak. He has developed the habit of gossiping. Before, he could still argue with Fujiwara Natsuki every day, but since his love affair with Miyazu Takami, the original owner of this body has since Closed.

"Natsuki-chan~ Please don't worry, I will not devour you. Not only that, I will continue to nourish you, make your soul white and fat, and live longer."

The exile is still irritating Fujiwara Natsuki, trying to get him to bubble up quickly, even if he is having a scolding war with himself.

But to the disappointment of the exile, Fujiwara Natsuki has remained silent, as if he could see nothing with his left eye peering into the outside world.

"Well~ Forget it, let's get down to business first. We can enhance our relationship at any time."

Exile drank all the coffee in the cup and wandered out of the store. The gift street that was bustling with people not long ago was now deserted, not even a living thing existed.

——As the natural enemy of all living beings, the Netherworld Soul's predation is so thorough, almost like a filter-feeding blue whale.

As one of them, Exile understands this process very well. It disguises itself as an ordinary human being and easily enters the barrier.

Mount Takao, shrouded by the Death Barrier, is not much different from usual times. The only difference is probably the countless humans lying on the ground, all sleeping peacefully.

"Look at each one of them, they all still have smiles on their lips. Shen Dian... Shen Dian, these are all good things, and you should really be happy."

Exile kicked the human next to him with his toes, but the other person didn't respond as if he had fainted. Exile was not discouraged. He turned around and finally found his target.

——This human being must be living a very bad life now. The dream of death has just begun, and he is completely addicted to the past and turned into a delicious meal.

The hungry Shanlan showed no mercy and directly swallowed the steaming soul that had just come out of the pot. Without the soul, the human body also died, and only the remaining warmth continued to drain.

Exile dragged the newly dead body aside, then took out a soul crystal of the Horror Soul, crushed it directly, and let the breath of the low-level Wild Soul come out...

It was the hunting territory of the Netherworld Soul. How could it allow the ant-like Terror Soul to snatch food? Exile didn't even finish counting to ten before the corpse on the ground suddenly opened its eyes and looked over blankly.

To be honest, this scene was really scary. If Exile hadn't done the same thing, he might not have been shocked.

"Hey~ Shanlan, long time no see, how do you feel~"

"Exile, you have been sealed for so many years, and the annoying stench on your body has not dissipated, but has become stronger."

Shanlan hasn't controlled a human body for many years, so his movements when getting up from the ground were extremely stiff, which made Exile laugh.

"Old monk, your sullenness and tough talk have really not changed at all. I just hope you are not sleeping stupidly."

"Really? I thought you wanted me to be blind and deaf and just follow your enthusiastic advice without thinking anything."

Shan Lan sat on the chair next to him, staring straight at the fellows in front of him, with the aura to attack if he disagreed.

Exile didn't care about this, he leaned forward slightly, a bright smile appeared on his face, and his words sounded like a touching reunion of old friends.

"Shanlan, let's cooperate."

Chapter 182: The lost past

"Let me burn this city to ashes together~"

Exile opened its hands as if to show a better future. As long as the two of them cooperate, they will no longer be afraid of human threats.

Then, they directly eat everyone in Tokyo District, and the massive soul power is enough for him to break through the shackles directly, and Shanlan can return to its peak state.

——When the two perfect coffin tribes unite, they can choose whether to return to the ruin world or stay in the present world and run rampant.

Rather than like now, a great soul is imprisoned in a small body, and another ancient warrior can only lick his plate and starve.

"Shan Lan, we are the same race, you must believe me!"

"yes……"

Shan Lan did not respond to the temptation of exile. The body he used was that of a recently deceased social animal. This middle-aged man who had been squeezed for a long time was slightly thin and wore a pair of glasses with thick glass bottoms. He looked quite handsome. miserable.

But now, when the coffin clan takes control of this body, the temperament of the social animal becomes unfathomable. He sits upright on the stone bench, like a general sitting in the battle, always fighting and fighting.

"Exile, tell me the truth, what do you desire most..."

"I……"

Exile obviously didn't expect that his fellow tribesmen didn't care about their own body or their future, but they would bring the topic to him.

"What I desire most...is for my plan to succeed, the Ark Knight Plan."