Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

Well...if that's the case, I should be able to find the original owner of this body right here.

Zuo Jian thought of this, then subconsciously lowered his head and watched the thorn chain on his wrist gradually extend in a certain direction.

but....

When the chain was halfway extended, a few dim shadows suddenly appeared not far away. He could see that the thing with a human shape was the one connected to his wrist.

However, when the outline of the black shadow was about to become clear, the sound that he had felt before, which should be called the wailing of souls, began to sound again in the left room.

But this time...it's a little more miserable?

But the point is not this. The point is that Zuo Jian watched the outline that was about to appear in front of him flash a few times, and then, accompanied by the wailing of souls, it seemed to be covered by black mist again and disappeared from his sight.

"????"

Damn it, what’s going on? Why does it appear halfway and then seem to be covered up again?

Come out to me!

Zuo Jian shouted in his heart, and then the silhouette not far away appeared again. This time, Zuo Jian could even vaguely see the figure of a woman and shackles.

but....

Just as it was about to be completely revealed, the miserable wailing became even louder at this moment, so that the black mist dissipated and covered its appearance much more efficiently than last time.

"what??"

At this moment, he squinted his eyes and looked at the black fog that was about to disappear in front of him. Without hesitation, he took a step forward and walked towards the other party with big strides.

but....

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the black fog that contained the human figure seemed to move horizontally and retreated directly.

"??????"

In the gap of Zuo Jian's shocked face, the black fog quickly moved horizontally and disappeared from his sight.

He lowered his head and looked at the half-broken thorn chain on his wrist with some difficulty. For a moment, he didn't even know what to say, but...

"I don't have that much free time to play around with you here!"

He growled, looking at the figure that was about to appear in front of him again, and took a big step forward. The other party also moved strangely in the opposite direction without any pause just like last time——

only.

Wow.

The black shadow suddenly stopped where it was, and then a sound like a chain being stretched straight echoed throughout the space.

I saw Zuo Jian with a cold face pulling the chain on his wrist, walking towards the black shadow, pulling the other person towards him by the chain!

"Hey...have you had enough of running around?"

The next moment, the wails of the souls were even more miserable than the previous times, and at one point the wails almost turned into cries.

However, it was obvious that this could not stop Zuo Jian from approaching quickly at this moment. There was no doubt that Zuo Jian would get close to them before the black fog helped them cover their figures again.

But the next time, something unexpected happened again.

As Zuo Jian dragged the chain, a painful murmur suddenly sounded in his ears.

It was not the unconscious sound of the souls, which was almost instinctive, but a repetitive sound that kept repeating and increasing in pitch.

.....This is conscious...

As the distance gradually shortened, Zuo Jian saw it.

A pink Sarkaz woman was now bound by chains, trapped in the center of those dark skeletons.

The chain in his hand was tightening around the opponent's neck...

“…Damn it.”

Seeing this, Zuo Jian almost immediately let go of his hand.

But the next moment, without being dragged, the opponent's figure disappeared from sight.

Damn, there is actually such an element?

Considering just

Zuo Jian was worried that if he continued to drag her, it might cause greater pain to the woman's consciousness.

"Damn it, am I that scary... hiding like this... before... I clearly..."

"Wait.... before?"

Zuo Jian squinted his eyes and looked at his current physical condition.

I can't see the face, so I don't know what kind of face it is at the moment, but the body parts are real human parts.

Whether it is flesh and blood or something else, not a single one is different.

If he guessed correctly...the image of his own consciousness should actually be the embodiment of its strength, or the repressive power.

He had almost no suppression on Laurentina, so he appeared as just a headless skeleton.

And before...did I subconsciously try to suppress the entire space?

Or, because of his emotions, he had the thought of "I want to save everything", so he unconsciously exerted his suppression power to the maximum in this space?

I don't understand. How could he possibly understand this kind of thing? After all, he was reincarnated without any instruction manual to tell him what to do in the consciousness space. It's already very difficult for him to figure out all the abilities of his body!

Hey......

Zuo Jian sighed, and then estimated that the consciousness strength of these so-called souls plus the Sarkaz woman just now was probably several times that of Laurentina, and he should consider how much to reduce the suppression in this space.

"Let's try this first."

He muttered to himself, then looked at the left side of his chest.

Come to think of it, I'm not even used to the feeling of having an organ called a heart beating in my chest.

The palm turned into a sharp claw, sank into the chest, and pulled out the living heart.

To be honest...it didn't hurt, but it was more like he felt a little relieved that the thing in his chest had finally stopped...

Okay, there’s no time to worry about these things. If this is not enough, I probably have to separate some more flesh and blood, or completely turn it back into the previous bone frame in one go.

Fortunately, the current situation is not that troublesome.

The moment the heart was pulled out, Zuo Jian felt that his...suppression on this space had decreased.

The other party no longer seemed to have any fear towards him.

It was also because of this that Zuo Jian finally noticed that the black fog in front of him began to dissipate, completely exposing the scene hidden within it.

Zuo Jian stepped forward, looking at the chained Sarkaz woman in a daze, while the thorn chain on his wrist was directly connected to the woman's chest...

She is the "shackles" that bind her consciousness here.

He came in front of her, looking at the Sarkaz woman with her eyes tightly closed... At this moment, she felt like a fragile, battered white flower...

Kill her! She's the anchor that holds you here!

If I just crush her, I can go back——

The wailing in his ears turned into an urging, and the souls seemed to have discussed it beforehand. They pushed the girl in front of them along with the chains into Zuo Jian's arms, and at the same time began to echo the previous words continuously.

Crush her! Crush her! Go back! Go back!

.......

"Can a lonely soul whose humanity has been erased over time still understand fear? Or is this behavior also a reasonable act of exchanging a small part for a larger part?"

The urging from the souls caused Zuo Jian to almost subconsciously ignite the anger that had just calmed down.

However, when he was about to explode, the figure pushed into his arms made a faint sound.

"Who are you......."

She slightly opened her light pink eyes and looked at Zuo Jian's face, as if she was recalling whether she had seen this strange existence in that brief moment just now?

Facing the woman in his arms, Zuo Jian tried hard to make his expression less angry...

"My name is Zuo Jian, an ordinary person passing by, what about you?"

“Theresa——”

The Sarkaz woman who called herself Theresa raised her head slightly and looked at the strange being who was supporting her.

Ah....She remembered

"Just now...it was you..."

Zuo Jian watched as the other person put his hand on his shoulder, as if he wanted to get a good look at his face.

So what does this state of mine look like?

Before Zuo Jian could finish his thought, he looked at the other person's face gradually approaching...for a moment, he seemed to have an ominous premonition behind him.

The next moment, everything happened so suddenly. Everything around, whether it was the shackles made of souls or the woman named Theresa, disappeared!

When he opened his eyes again, he found a cold light flashing where Theresa's face should have been!

boom! ! ! !

The bloodstained circular saw fell with great force! His body barely hesitated, and he dodged by instinct alone!

Wow! ! !

Most of the saw blade sank into the hard floor, and the flying gravel hit his face, causing a slight pain, reminding him that he was

Back to reality.

Wait... How did he wake up... And this saw...

He tilted his head to look at the circular saw not far away from him. Isn't this Laurentina's weapon?

After realizing this, he quickly turned his head and wanted to say something, but the moment he turned around, he bumped into a creepy face!

The silver-white hair fell down, revealing a pair of scarlet pupils that were now filled with murderous intent and were about to overflow.

"Give it back to me, give it back to me, give it back to me, give it back to me, give it back to me——————"

Laurentina pressed herself against the left room...or rather Theresa's face, staring at him with her eyes that seemed to be dripping with blood.

"Give me back the left room!!!"

Chapter 17: Zuo Jian's Decision

Just a few minutes before Zuo Jian woke up, Laurentina appeared in the small tomb with murderous intent wrapped in rage.

At this moment, her eyes penetrated every pardoner around her and stared straight at the fallen figure in the corner.

Then, after someone shouted that she was in cahoots with the guy in the corner who killed Quesatusta, this group of already abnormal pardoners seemed to think that as long as they drew their swords at the girl in front of them, they would be able to break free from the dilemma of being unable to move in front of the strange "Theresa".

Even though...the opponent doesn't look like someone who can be easily subdued by numerical superiority.

Laurentina took a step forward, looking at the Absolvers who rushed forward one by one, without even looking at their intentions. Even... even though some of them were not as loyal to the doctrines believed in by the so-called Absolvers as others, but quickly took advantage of the chaos to try to escape after realizing that the situation was not right...

She ignored the guys who escaped, just like she was too lazy to care about the white-haired girl lying on the ground among the pardoners, struggling to walk towards another unconscious blonde girl.

At this moment, all Laurentina had in her eyes was Zuo Jian and the strange, hateful Sarkaz woman's skin that imprisoned Zuo Jian's consciousness!

She made a gesture to run, and the next moment her tense body burst out with the terrifying force described, and the place behind her turned into a mess in an instant!

The moment she came into contact with the counterattacking Absolution Masters, the scene that unfolded could not be described as a battle at all.

The sound of flesh being cut, bones crushing, blood gushing out, the sound of struggle before death, countless blood plasma at this moment is like ink spilled on paper, used by this sudden intruder to paint a scene called hell!

Fight? No, it was just a one-sided slaughter. She was like a giant meat grinder that kept moving forward, and the pardoners were like pieces of meat that kept coming one after another to be processed.

Perhaps some of them would suddenly wake up after seeing the figures of their companions in front of them turned into scattered body parts in an instant - not the awakening of all the crimes they had committed, but regretting why they did not follow those "smart guys" and secretly escape in the chaos?

But it was obvious that all they could do at this moment was to regret and denounce their own stupidity in the previous seconds, because the next moment, the crazy slaughterer had torn the distance between them apart, bringing the scene of flying flesh and blood from one end to the other.

"Sama... I'll be right there... I'll get rid of these scum blocking my way right away! ! ! !"

Laurentina kept repeating it in her mind, and then increased her speed!

In the other corner, the white-haired pardoner who was ignored was supporting the blonde girl, chanting her name.

"Liz, are you okay? Are you okay? Liz, answer me..."

She checked his pulse with some concern, then breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, Liz is not in any serious trouble.