Qin Zhibo stared at the corpse in the distance, the corpse named "Hirazan".
I don’t know when the light on “Hirazan”’s head disappeared.
The originally dead corpse moved its hands slowly, pressing its palms against the ground, and its upper body was slowly lifted up.
Masahara Huang and Huang Maonan, who were confronting Koizumi Anko, saw "Hirazan" getting up from the ground in the distance, their pupils shrank suddenly and their eyes widened.
Koizumi Hongzi originally thought that these two people were afraid of her, and she felt a little proud.
But soon, she discovered that the focus of their eyes was not on her, but behind her.
She turned her head and saw that "Hirazaka" had completely stood up, with her long black hair hanging in front of her face, like Sadako crawling out of the TV.
"you……"
Seeing the corpse getting up from the ground, Koizumi Hongzi was also shocked and her eyes were filled with disbelief.
"You summoned me, have you forgotten?"
The voice coming from "Hirazaka" who was hiding his face with his hair was not his original voice.
This is a hoarse and magnetic voice, but when the words fall, there is an ethereal sound like the water of the River of Forgetfulness.
This is definitely not a sound that humans can make.
"Who are you……"
"God of the Witches' Sabbat!"
At this moment, Koizumi Hongzi and Yahara Huang thought of the answer at the same time.
The ultimate goal of the seven-formation ritual just performed is to summon the God of the Witch Sabbat.
The God of the Witches' Sabbat is a demonic god who appears in the filthy gatherings of witches. He imparts black magic and forbidden knowledge to witches, and occasionally brings the devil's orders.
According to legend, the God of the Witch Sabbat will only appear in places where many witches gather.
But now, as long as a witch can use all seven formations on her own, the God of the Witch Sabbat will come.
And now, the ceremony is successful...
Qin Zhibo in the corner stared at "Hirazan" who had stood up again, especially since the basic information above his head had been replaced by new content.
【Name:******】
【……】
A bunch of asterisks and ellipses, nothing to see.
But what is certain is that the person speaking now is definitely not Hirasaka himself, and something is occupying his body.
Even if you only look at it from the side and rear, a shuddering breath will quickly spread throughout your body, as if a pair of cold, dead hands are touching every inch of your skin like plucking the strings of a piano.
Qin Zhibo:Will-10
This feeling only appears when you touch the indescribable existence.
But the strange thing is that Qin Zhibo feels that this is not the first time he has come into contact with the aura of "Hirazan"...
This breath is chaotic, dark, taboo, and full of infinite unknowns.
The most important thing is that my intuition tells me that the owner of this breath is not friendly to me.
Qin Zhibo swallowed nervously and quickly shook his wrist to free himself from the rope as quickly as possible.
…
Realizing that his Seven Formation Ceremony was successful, Yahara Huang, who looked embarrassed and frustrated just a second ago, was immediately ecstatic.
"Yes, it's me!"
"I am the witch who summoned you. Please crown me and become the supreme witch!"
Yahara Huang bowed to "Hirazan" and assessed the situation so quickly that even the yellow-haired man next to him couldn't react in time.
Although before taking action, Ya Yuanhuang told him what would happen after the ceremony was successful.
But in the eyes of the yellow-haired man, the "Hirazan" in front of him was still the man he killed with poisoned red wine.
He felt an indescribable cold aura on this man who had returned from the dead.
But that's all.
Faced with the request made by Yahara Huang, "Hirazan" did not respond.
His head slowly turned, and his eyes followed, until they landed on Qin Zhibo in the dark corner.
"meet again……"
"My clone once warned you to be careful every time we meet."
"This will kill you..."
Everyone else in the room was stunned when they heard the conversation between "Hirazan" and Qin Zhibo.
Especially Koizumi Hongzi and Yahara Huang, they know the gold content of the God of the Witch Sabbat, which is no less a true god than the God of Toads, Tsatogua.
Qin Zhibo has seen his clone?
At this moment, Qin Zhibo, who was huddled in the corner, was about to cry without tears.
I don’t want to meet your old man either...
Now that things have happened, Qin Zhibo also understands who the "him" he is talking to in front of him is?
It is none other than the God of Many Faces, the lurking Chaos—Nyarlathotep!
Qin Zhibo once met one of Naiya's avatars, the Voodoo God of Death, Baron Samedi, and was even cursed with death by members of the Voodoo Cult in the name of the baron.
But due to the intervention of another unspeakable force, this death curse did not succeed.
However, when Baron Samedi left, he warned Qin Zhibo to be careful of his thousand clones.
To be honest, Qin Zhibo was careful.
But it's no use.
These weird events and the unknown forces behind them, just like the God of Death in the movie Death Comes, always come to your doorstep inadvertently.
And regarding this "accidental encounter", Qin Zhibo felt that it was not a coincidence.
This is a precise calculation.
Qin Zhibo knew very well that blessings are not disasters, and that disasters cannot be avoided, so he simply stopped being submissive, straightened his back, and walked out of the darkness with his hands behind his back.
"Humph, I never thought of looking for you. You have been looking for me recently..."
"Actually, from the beginning, you resurrected Yahara Huang in the witch's body and taught her magic knowledge just for this moment."
"Whether it is the seven-formation ritual, the reversed seven-pointed star on the ground, or the information about the red magic successor, you provided it all for the purpose of coming here at this moment."
"What's wrong? It's not over yet?"
"If you ask me, I just escaped the death curse once. Am I so cautious?"
"Go back and give that black skull a message. Tell him to curse me again. I'm not afraid of him now..."
Hearing Qin Zhibo's tone and words, Koizumi Hongzi and Yahara Huang, who were not far away, opened their eyes wide.
How dare this man speak to a real god like this?
That’s so brave!
It's just unclear whether this "brave" is reckless or brave.
At this moment, Qin Zhibo didn't know where he got the courage to speak out his true thoughts in a very businesslike tone.
This may be because this is not the first time he has seen Nyarlathotep's clone, so he is somewhat immune.
Moreover, this time Naija’s clone did not appear in its true form, and the appearance was still a bit inferior.
He guessed that Koizumi Hongzi's reversal technique should have played a certain role, which prevented the God of the Witch's Sabbat from coming in his true form, and could only condescend to descend on a dead body.
Because in the nearby mirror, you can see a human-shaped black shadow standing behind "Hirazan", and the black air is emitting like smoke.
Now that the matter has come to this, Qin Zhibo has no intention of groveling.
They are just here to kill you, so there is no point in kneeling down to beg for mercy. It is better to be upright.
Sometimes, when facing such serious people, using some unconventional methods may have unexpected effects.
Qin Zhibo stabilized his heartbeat and continued to communicate with "Hirazan" in a businessman's tone.
"You're not leaving yet, are you?"
"Okay, I'll give you another chance."
"I have my hands tied now for you to kill. As long as you can kill me, I will be unlucky."
"But if you can't kill me, don't bother me again, understand?"
Koizumi Hongzi: "..."
Ya Yuanhuang: "..."
Yellow-haired man: "..."
The three of them didn't know why, but Qin Zhibo's current behavior and tone didn't sound like a famous detective, but more like a gangster.
There are no hooligans in Japan, they should be called "bad".
Qin Zhibo now looks like a delinquent.
But this is not the streets of Japan, and what he is facing is not another human being, but a real god!
The God of Witch Sabbat, the god that all witches believe in, is probably easier to crush a human to death than it is for a human to crush a bedbug to death.
It's too late for normal people to kneel down and worship, so he still dares to provoke?
However, these people did not know that Qin Zhibo also had a trump card when he dared to provoke.
The last time I was able to escape the death curse of Baron Samedi, I got the help of a mysterious force.
Qin Zhibo guessed that he might have been protected by the owner behind the yellow seal.
But this time, maybe he will be lucky and be protected again.
Even if there is no shelter, he still has [Curse of Blood] on his body, and he can use a blood bottle when he is about to die.
As long as I can survive this time, I can avoid this threat in the future.
Gods still mean what they say, unlike some human beings who don't mean what they say but don't mean what they say.
This is a risky move, but it can be done once and for all.
Otherwise, Nyarlathotep has a thousand clones, and a thousand of them take turns to take revenge. Who can bear this?
Faced with Qin Zhibo's rather popular proposal, "Hirazan" remained silent.
He looked at Qin Zhibo calmly, as if he was really thinking carefully about Qin Zhibo's proposal.
Three seconds later, "Hirazaka" said slowly in a voice that did not belong to him.
"First of all, never try to deceive a god."
"The rope on your hand has already been untied..."
Being exposed so easily, Qin Zhibo looked a little embarrassed, but it was not an accident.
He shook his wrist, and the rope fell to the ground, along with the white mouse.
Ya Yuanhuang and Huang Maonan were stunned for a moment. This was the little laboratory mouse they used to perform the resurrection ritual. How did it end up with Qin Zhibo?
It seems that he also helped bite the rope?
The white mouse fell to the ground and did not leave immediately. It started to look up at Qin Zhibo, as if waiting for his prisoner to speak.
But Qin Zhibo had no intention of talking to his brother now, because "Hirazan" spoke again.
"Secondly, I won't kill you."
"I signed a contract with ***** and will not kill the seeds left by each other in this world."
"When the seeds sprout, who is better, chaos or order?"
"Even competing for the answer to this question is enough to please..."
Qin Zhibo was stunned because "Hirazan" in front of him gave some obscure answers.
What do you mean he won't kill me?
Didn't he just come to kill me?
And in this answer, when the sentence reaches a key position, it will be covered up by an indescribable sound.
"and you……"
Just when Qin Zhibo was about to ask Naiya about his purpose, the figure of "Hirazan" suddenly flashed, and the next moment, he flashed in front of Koizumi Anko.
Koizumi Hongzi's eyes were stunned, and before she could react, a cold palm had already entered her chest.
"Hongzi!"
Qin Zhibo watched helplessly as "Hirazan" inserted his hand into Koizumi Hongzi's chest.
But the strange thing is that the wound did not bleed, Koizumi Hongzi's eyes only widened, and her breath was not cut off.
"I'm just fulfilling the next part of the Seven Formations..."
"Now, you need to please me."
When "Hirazaka" pulled his palm out of Koizumi Anko's chest, no blood came out.
On Koizumi Hongzi's chest, there is a huge, round gap.
In the middle of the gap, there is a chaos of black and gray, flowing lightly like the yin and yang of Tai Chi, and there seems to be a smart living thing in it.
Qin Zhibo took a closer look and recognized this thing.
This is exactly the creature in the temple of Tsathoggua, the Inner Feeder.
Originally, the size of a single inner keeper was very small, about 0.5cm, which was as disgusting as a pimple on a toad.
Now, this inner keeper has grown to 3cm, swimming freely like a black leech at Koizumi Anko's heart.
The part of the inner keeper that grows corresponds to the lost part of the human heart.
Koizumi Hongzi's "heart" was exposed, and she stood there blankly.
"Hirazaka" stood beside her, whispering something in her ear like a devil whispering.
Suddenly, Koizumi Hongzi's pupils widened and she stared at Qin Zhibo.
"I want to become the Supreme Witch!"
"And you...must die!"
Koizumi Hongzi suddenly shouted loudly, raised a hand and pointed it at Qin Zhibo, chanting an obscure magic spell.
Before Qin Zhibo could say anything, a flame was already burning in his palm.
Blazing flames shot out from the palm of his hand and flew towards Qin Zhibo.
Different from the flames that Yahara Huang used Koizumi Anko's body to emit just now, this one can almost be called a fireball.
The fireball was extremely fast, and Qin Zhibo immediately rolled to the side to dodge.
However, just when Qin Zhibo, who rolled to the side, thought he had successfully avoided the fireball, the fireball that almost hit the wall suddenly stopped, changed direction, and continued to fly towards Qin Zhibo.
Holy shit!
With a twist!
There is no doubt that Koizumi Anko's ability to control flames is much better than that of a dabbler like Yahara Huang.
There was no other way, Qin Zhibo could only rely on constant movement to avoid the fireball attack.
On the other side, Yahara Huang couldn't help but feel nervous when he heard what Koizumi Hongzi said.
Why is it that he is the one who performs the seven formations, but the God of Witch Sabbat wants to crown someone else the Supreme Witch?
Yahara Huang quickly knelt down on one knee behind "Hirazan" and asked carefully: "The God of the Witch Sabbat, when can you crown me?"
"Hirasaka" slowly turned his head and tilted his body downward in an extremely abnormal and strange posture.
"Have you forgotten? My faithful believer..."
"The person who completed the seven formations is the person with "red" in his name, not you."
"But for you, I still prepared a gift for you."
"I call this gift the 'Gift of Resurrection'."
"Hirazaka" twisted her body and turned to look at the round table.
And right under the middle of the round table, a rustling sound sounded like a ghostly sound from under the floor.