Illimitable Until Death

At this moment, the world that exists in square view has completely changed.

It became a shattered world divided apart by a fissure-like dead line that seemed to be barely put together.

The cracked lines of death spread over the body of an individual who rubbed his shoulders past the square, as if they were splitting apart.

The thread on his neck dropped his head.

The threads on the chest cut off the human body.

Line on the arm…

Thread on thigh...

Line on the abdomen...

Line on waist ridge...

A line is filled with people, and the world is completely filled with "death".

Fang Li is used to such a world.

Even if you are not used to it, the countless deaths recorded in your soul make you understand the end of these things as naturally as you eat, so numb that you cannot generate emotions.

So, the square just looked at the torch with these pairs of eyes that could look directly at death.

On these alternatives, there are lines everywhere, and they are dense and numb.

Among them, with the extremely weak power of the presence in the body, the torch that could be extinguished at any moment is the most dense, as if touching the front of the square would kill you.

This proves that these torches are only one step away from true "death".

And these torches, which are only one step away from true "death," are quite a few, constantly rubbing shoulders with each other.

What does that prove?

“In Misaki there is a" big "apprentice, right? ”

This situation finally reminds me of some of the original drama.

“I see...”

The demon stared directly into the eye of death and looked forward to a torch.

With his head down, the pupils in his eyes had long dissipated, his presence had become extremely weak, and even those around him had not noticed a torch in his presence.

This torch is slowly moving in the direction of the square.

In its body, the soul fire leaves only a hint like a candle about to be extinguished.

Once the flame has disappeared, it represents the demise of its own existence.

Then he will be forgotten in anyone's mind.

That being said, the torch is ultimately just a substitute, a little residue of force, and the body has long been consumed.

So, they're just stalling the same thing, aren't they?

“What a sad existence...”

With such words, the expression in the square remained unchanged, calming and chilling.

After all, in the face of "death," it is the most indifferent.

So, the square lifted up its steps and headed towards the torch.

Just as the other side rubbed his shoulder against the other side, a pair of ice-blue demonic eyes flashed, and a handful of crippled moon-like daggers appeared in his hand. At a speed that the naked eye could not capture, like a flash, he crossed the torch body.

“ ———— ”

The torch's footsteps stopped.

But it's like walking in a leisure courtyard, moving on.

The next second, the dark blue flame in the torch disappeared suddenly, as if it had been extinguished.

“Boo-hoo! ”

The torch burned blue flames all over its body, like burnt out candles, and disappeared into ashes.

At this moment, Fangli killed him.

Kill the remaining power of existence in his body, shortening the torch's life to zero and disappearing.

This scene should be visible to everyone around you.

Yet no one has expressed concern about the phenomenon and continues to move as if they had not seen it at all.

Likewise, back to the scene, keep moving forward.

In front of it, another force of existence approaching the extinction of the torch walked in impeccably.

……

This is a closed and dark space.

The space is huge, but there is no furniture and decorations around, empty.

In this space, however, there are two things.

One is a large yard basin view right in the center, made of toy partitions and models that accurately simulate the panoramic view of the entire city of Misaki.

One is a doll.

Large and small, wearing a variety of clothes, with round and slippery eyes, some broken and rotten, and some intact personality figure.

Such a figure leaned against the surrounding wall and encircled the entire space.

Right in the center, the large courtyard basin emitted a faint light that formed a very frightening picture on the faces of these figures.

Believe me, no one would want to be in a place like this, like a haunted house.

However, in this place, at some point, there was a sound of suspicion.

“What's going on? ”

It was a voice full of elegance but giving a sense of evil.

Along with such a sound, in front of the bonsai, a man appeared slowly pulled out.

It was a man dressed in a pure white suit, floating around in a long cloth that also presented pure white, looking just like a noble son of a superior society.

However, the man floated halfway into the air and came to the courtyard with a cloth that was also floating around him.

Men look down at the bonsai in front of them.

In this large garden-style bonsai, a model that simulates a panoramic view of Misaki City, there is a fake man with a ghostly flame on his body.

At this point, in there, one of the impostors suddenly disappeared for no reason.

Watching this scene, the man frowned and whispered, “How did my torch suddenly disappear? ”

Someone answered that question.

“Master. ”

It is a figure held in the arms of a man who makes such a sound.

A doll-like doll.

The doll's mouth didn't move, but the voice came out of it.

“Doesn't the torch burn out? ”

So, the torch disappeared, not surprisingly.

There's only one strange thing.

“Ah, my dear Marianne.” The frown of the man wrinkled immediately loosened, his expression became intoxicated, and while he was obsessed with touching the figure in his arms, he whispered an explanation: “It's not strange that the torch disappeared, but the torch just disappeared so suddenly that with the power of the torch, it should last another two or three days. ”

“That is...” Marianne said with some uneasiness: "Has anyone deliberately destroyed the torch? ”

“That's it.” The man said comfortingly, "Don't worry, my dear Marianne, what's going on, I'll have the servant check it out. ”

Speaking of such a sentence, the man struck a thumb.

Around him, the eyes of several strange figures suddenly lit up.