blogombal Chapter 87 is far too deserted.
Chapter 87 is far too deserted.
Chapter 87 is far too deserted.
This is a place forgotten by time.
It seems to exist in the cracks between life and death.
Surrounded by mountains on all sides, the rolling hills press heavily on the edge of this land, like a prison.
The eternal sunset dyes the sky blood red.
A breeze was blowing, but the clouds remained still, and no birds flew across the sky; the twilight was so heavy that it made one feel depressed.
As far as the eye can see, there are bright red spider lilies everywhere.
A solitary, crimson stalk pierces abruptly from the soil, blooming both vibrantly and silently.
It forms a vast, heavy, and eerie red sea.
Suddenly, a spatial rift opened up.
Xu Yuan led Theresa out of the spatial rift.
"What the hell is this place?!" Theresa exclaimed in surprise.
Is this place beautiful?
Beautiful, very beautiful.
But it was very depressing.
There was a sense of oppression that seemed to be everywhere.
Just being here makes one feel a weight on their heart, as if a thousand pounds of weight are pressing down on it.
Xu Yuan looked into the distance.
There is a Japanese-style wooden house there.
Three people were standing in front of the house.
A young man dressed in modern clothes with his hair covering one eye, a beautiful woman dressed as a geisha, and an old man wearing a hat and a red scarf.
Ichimokuren, Hone-onna, and Rin-yūdō.
"Oh dear, we have a guest." Rin-yūdō said with a smile, placing his hand on his hat.
Xu Yuan turned his gaze to the river in front of the house.
The girl was barefoot, gently swaying her fair feet in the river water.
"Yo, we meet again, Enma Ai."
Enma Ai turned her head and looked at him with her empty, cold eyes: "It's you."
Xu Yuan felt that Enma Ai was somewhat similar to the previous Alicia and Bissi.
They all exuded a strong sense of inhumanity.
The difference is that Alice and Bisaki are like dolls, while Enma Ai is more like a ghost.
"Are you here to kill me?" she asked.
Clearly, she knows a lot of things.
"Not necessarily," Xu Yuan said. "I owe you a favor. If you hadn't appeared when the world line shifted, I wouldn't have regained my memories so quickly. So, as long as you stop working as Hell Girl, I'll turn around and leave."
As long as Hell Communication ceases to operate, Enma Ai herself faces little risk.
It's fine to let her stay in the real world for now.
We can deal with her after he devours the world of Hell Girl.
Enma Ai remained silent for a long while before saying, "I can't stop."
Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan frowned, and after a moment's thought, he understood: "I see."
He said that something was strange.
Enma Ai did not want to be Hell Girl.
She was forced into it by the three-eyed spider.
But in the real world, without the Three-Eyed Spider, why is she still the Hell Girl?
She should be free, shouldn't she?
"What comes into the real world is this stupid Hell Communication system; you're just a puppet."
The girl remained silent, tacitly agreeing with his statement.
Xu Yuan walked towards her, looked down at her, and asked earnestly, "I can help you open a passage back to your original world. Would you like to try?"
Enma Ai looked up at him, silent and cold.
Then, she nodded slightly.
This surprised Xu Yuan.
Although he asked that question earlier, he didn't actually have much hope.
After all, how many people would actually want to return to the story?
Were the Liangshan group and Jianxin and the others there to return voluntarily?
of course not.
It's because I can't beat him.
There was no other way but to go back.
Once they go back, at least they can use their memories to step out of the story and live the life they want.
(The memory is only valid for one loop, but only Xu Yuan knows this.)
But Enma Ai is different.
The world she lives in has three-eyed spiders.
Although she is not free in the real world either.
They were bound and controlled.
At the very least, there are no three-eyed spiders in the real world.
Her agreement to go back was somewhat unexpected for Xu Yuan.
"Miss!" Ichimokuren couldn't help but exclaim, "Are you really going back?"
"Miss!" Both Hone-onna and Wheely Descent said with concern.
Their eyes were filled with reluctance and heartache.
Enma Ai said indifferently, "Going back will save many lives."
To her, people in the real world are people, and people in the fantasy world are also people.
However, in fantasy worlds, constrained by the story, Hell Correspondence does not cause much damage.
But it's different in the real world.
"Going back through the passage will preserve your memories."
After Xu Yuan finished speaking, he began writing runes.
As for how much this memory retention will help her, that's unclear.
After the dimensional gate was created, Enma Ai stood up and walked towards it expressionlessly.
However, just as she reached the gate of light...
Suddenly, countless red lines appeared from the void, occupying most of the blood-red sky.
One end of those red threads was connected to Enma Ai.
The other end extends and disappears into the void.
When those red lines appeared, Enma Ai could no longer move an inch.
Seeing this, Xu Yuan had no choice but to draw his sword: "I'm sorry."
Ichimokuren and the others wanted to stop her, but seeing that the young lady had no intention of resisting, they held back.
Xu Yuan swung his sword and beheaded Enma Ai in one strike.
However, something strange happened.
The girl's head rejoined her neck, and the splattered blood flew back.
Even the severed hair was restored to its original state.
Enma Ai has been resurrected.
Seeing this, a hint of disappointment appeared in the girl's eyes.
Xu Yuan frowned.
The Nightmare of the Undead has become ineffective.
This means that it is not a regenerative capability.
He couldn't help but look up at those red lines.
Is it because of them?
Are these lines lines of cause and effect?
Next, Theresa tried to break the red lines but found she couldn't.
Moreover, even after killing Enma Ai multiple times, those red lines showed no signs of decreasing.
Xu Yuan attempted to utilize the world's origin, but received a message indicating that the quantity was insufficient.
In the end, he had no choice but to give up.
"No, I can't handle it right now."
Enma Ai nodded slightly, her face expressionless.
She sat back down by the river, put her fair feet into the water, and gently swung them around again.
Xu Yuan shook his head slightly, then turned around and prepared to leave.
At that moment, Wanyūdō adjusted his hat and asked him, "Aren't you going to deal with us?"
Enma Ai is the core of Hell Correspondence, but the other three are not.
Xu Yuan glanced at the three of them.
Then he looked around.
Mountains like a fence, a sunset that never sets, and spider lilies that never fade.
There wasn't even a chirp of an insect or a bird.
They were deprived of change and hope.
It's a place that's like a prison, yet also like a bonsai tree.
Finally, he looked at the lonely girl in the black sailor uniform, her gaze seemingly fixed on nowhere.
"Forget it." Xu Yuan waved his hand and left through the spatial rift with Theresa. "If you're all gone, this place will be too desolate."
After Xu Yuan left, the place fell silent again.
Only the soft, echoing sound of the girl's toes gently splashing the river water lingered.