Chapter 335

In addition, Xixiang (cifg) did not know much about the Decadent Wind, only that it was the enemy of all two-digit numbers.

However, through the perception of everything that happened in this world, Xixiang wondered whether the Decadent Wind would be the ‘wind’ that denied all the history of the multiverse!

All human history and mythological history blown by this ‘wind’ will change or disappear. After the history disappears, the historical transition period will no longer exist.

And the gods and Buddhas born in the historical transition period will naturally disappear!

"Hiss——"

Xixiang took a breath.

If the Decadent Wind is really such a ‘phenomenon’ as he thought, then it is no wonder that it is the enemy of all gods and Buddhas.

"Don't think too much, that's not what I should think about now. I will think about the ‘Decadent Wind’ when I become a two-digit number."

"... What I have to consider now is how to become a two-digit number."

Xixiang shook his head, letting himself forget this unrealistic fantasy.

His eyes flickered, staring at the three ‘fantasy’ worlds that now stand on this land.

In fact, Xixiang can still perceive that there are all kinds of other mysteries and creatures on this empty planet.

However, compared to those insignificant things, the existence of these three "fantasy worlds" is too huge.

Naturally, most of Xixiang's mind fell on these three "fantasy worlds".

"Greece, South America and the British Isles... Ha, since my goal is the Celtic gods, the destination is of course the British Isles."

With just one thought, Xixiang's destination was determined to be the British Isles, and there was no need to understand other places for the time being.

He came to this world for two purposes, one was to repair the spirit, and the other was to find the body of the ceremony for the Halloween Queen. The others were not important.

If it was just to repair the spirit, Xixiang didn't even have to go anywhere, just stay here and let the spirit integrate into this world.

But since there was also the purpose of helping the Halloween Queen find the body, Xixiang had to move, and the target was naturally Britain.

With a flash of thought, Xixiang directly used the space control technique, and just a moment later, his figure appeared near the British Isles.

At this point, the space control technique is useless, mainly because there is a "barrier" separating reality from fantasy.

The space control technique can only travel through reality, but not to the fantasy world.

But this is not difficult for Saigo. As a master of all the heritage of Zoroastrianism, the mystery he mastered reaches the full domain.

The mystery of a mere world cannot stop his prying and analysis.

Countless data entered Saigo's brain through the naked eye, and his brain began to calculate at high speed, easily analyzing the existence form and composition of this "fantasy" world in front of him.

Then, Saigo took another step forward, and his figure entered the barrier and stepped into the land of Britain.

"Huh? The time of this British island is different from that of the outside world, which is a quantum-like ability used mysteriously."

As soon as he stepped into the British island, Saigo raised his eyebrows and noticed the difference in time.

And when Saigo entered Britain, he saw the same empty wilderness area that looked like a wilderness after the extinction of civilization.

This is completely different from what Xixiang had originally thought.

Chapter 3 The Hidden

What Xixiang saw was still a barren land.

At first glance, it was just like the pure white world outside, and the whole world seemed to be dead.

However, this British Island was slightly better than the outside world, because the outside world was almost empty except for the white land.

And this British Island, at least, left some "remnants".

Occasionally, weeds trying to grow can be seen on the withered land. The land was completely weathered and lost all its fertility. There was a rustling sound when walking.

This place was like a deserted desert, without any vitality, without any life.

Only a towering giant tree in the distance formed the only landscape of this British Island.

"Imaginary tree, it seems that the imaginary world on this land is the function of this tree."

Xixiang just glanced at the tree and saw its ability.

Basically, this tree is used as a computer-like calculation device to include a world in the calculation.

If you have to describe it, it is a bit like the virtual world of "The Matrix".

However, this fantasy tree also has other spells. If it grows to a high enough height, it can even replace reality with fantasy.

Xixiang doesn't know what the real name of this tree is, but it is named "Fantasy Tree" based on its function.

But in Xixiang's opinion, this name should be correct.

Walking on this dead land, Xixiang's eyes are condensed. For a moment, he even doubted whether his previous spiritual perception was wrong.

How could such a British island have people and things that meet the wishes of the Halloween Queen and can exist as the cornerstone of the Celtic gods?

In this dead land, there are only some fantasy species and fairies.

And even if there are fantasy species and fairies, they can't last long on the dead land. At least in Xixiang's opinion, it is only a matter of time before the British island completely returns to silence.

"Does it mean that I need to use the Imagination Tree to imagine a new world?"

Xixiang looked at the only "big tree in the sky" on the British Isles that he valued and had some special abilities.

This fantasy tree has the power of fantasy, and now it has gathered enough magic inside.

If Xixiang wants, he can use the magic in the fantasy tree to imagine a new world and a story that fits the British Isles.

Xixiang can sense that the land of the British Isles is full of curses, which makes Xixiang guess that the reason why the island has become what it is now is that it has experienced a great disaster called "curse".

Xixiang has absolute confidence in his perception, especially in this place where there are no other full-power domains or omnipotent domains to hinder him.

Since he senses that this is the world he needs, there must be a possibility that he can achieve his goal.

Then go and see the tree.

With an idea, Xixiang was about to use the space control technique again to the north in front to get close to the fantasy tree to see how to make better use of it.

At this moment, Xixiang's ears moved, and he felt a kind of technique similar to quantum transfer.

"Someone came in from the white paper-like land outside. I have a hunch that what I need is on this person."

Xixiang turned his head to look in a certain direction, he smiled softly, and the next moment his figure disappeared.

...

When Xixiang's figure appeared again, he came to a place in Britain.

On this withered land, a thin man stood abruptly.

The man was wearing orange leather pants and a tight black shirt, and his dress was quite fashionable.

His ears were very pointed, and he had inhuman blood at a glance. He looked quite old, especially the mustache on his chin, which made him look more handsome.

After being teleported into Britain by some quantum-like technique, the man was also confused when he saw the situation of the island:

"... Is this the British Isle? It's so stingy!"

"Except for dangerous things like fantasy beasts and fairies, there is really nothing here. How can such an island with nothing on it pose a threat to the 'new human history'?"

"...Ahaha, I didn't expect that Wodem's prediction would fail, but his expression seemed very confident. What did I do wrong?"

The man looked serious for a moment and fell into deep thought.

But after observing for a while, he did not find anything special about the British Island. Gradually, a cheerful smile appeared on his lips, and he said to himself:

"... Forget it, it's good this way, my work will become easier."

"This allows me to get rid of the 'Imagination Tree' without being disturbed by anyone."

"... Well, I can't get rid of the Imagination Tree by myself, so I need to summon a servant."

"Hey, thank you so much, Maris Billy, for allowing us, as hidden people, to have a servant as a guarantee."

The man with pointed ears touched his right hand while saying this, as if there was something mysterious there.

He slowly raised his hand, and an extremely powerful magic power surged from his right hand, forming a strange magic circle.

Just as the man was about to recite the words, the alertness brought to him by years of killing made him suddenly startled, and he turned around quickly.

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Then, he saw a man standing quietly not far behind him, wearing a black long coat, with an almost perfect appearance, but giving people a heavy sense of oppression.

"Huh? I didn't expect there were still living 'people' here."

"... Hey, sir over there, can you tell me what happened here? And where is this place?"

When Beryl Gat saw Saigo, he greeted him in a familiar way.

He spread his hands and showed a confused expression.

That expression was as if he was a lost traveler.

But he had a warm smile on his face and looked like a good old man, but his left hand behind his back was ready for a witch's spell.

'Wodam said that the British Island is very dangerous and may even endanger human history. '

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'... But I didn't see anything here, only those fairies and fantasy species that were going to die no matter how you looked at them. '

'But a human suddenly appeared here. Could it be that there are still humans and human gathering places on this island? '

'... Well, it's too troublesome to get in by getting close to him. It's better to capture him first, get information from his mind, and then summon the servant. Once there is a guarantee, consider the next target. '

Beryl Gat muttered in his heart.

Although he is a murderer, he is not crazy. He is even quite rational. This is one of the reasons why he is valued by Maris Billy and made a member of Group A.

After all, if it is a real murderer who cannot communicate, it is impossible to control and unreasonable.

Xixiang just stared at the man in front of him. The spell prepared by the other party was like a light at night in front of Xixiang's eyes. There was no concealment at all.

"It seems that you know a lot of things, and I just lack enough information about this world."

"...Your rotten soul is really disgusting, even the devil despises it."

Xixiang smiled lightly at Beryl Gat.

But just such a smile made Beryl Gat feel an extreme sense of fear in his heart.

As a murderer, he had an inexplicable premonition of danger, and immediately stopped making any sound, preparing to use a spell to kill the person in front of him.

But the next moment, Beryl Gat felt that he had lost control of his body and magic power, and his whole body became as sluggish as a puppet.

"Heh, let me take a look at your memory and search your rotten and stinky soul."

Xixiang chuckled lightly, and pointed his finger on Beryl Gat's forehead.

Chapter 4: The demon concubine Morgan comes in compliance with the summons!

Beryl Gart never imagined that he would encounter such a dangerous situation just after arriving in the Lost Belt of Britain.

Just by looking at the mysterious man in front of him, he lost all ability to move.

The body is completely stiff, as if dead, and even nerve signals cannot be transmitted.

The magic power was even more dissipated, and the witch's spell that he just wanted to use disappeared before it could be used.

Even his thoughts began to slow down, and he seemed to be standing in the perspective of a third party, watching his body being completely manipulated.

‘Wardem said this Lostbelt is dangerous, and it seems to be really dangerous. ’

‘...I’m a little careless. I should have summoned the Servant as soon as I got here, but it seems there is no chance now. ’

As a demon and criminal who takes pleasure in killing, as a natural killer, as a true pervert.

Beryl Gart "Zero Sansan" was afraid of death, but not that afraid of death. Although he felt terrified at this time, he also had a little leisure to think about other issues.

However, Xixiang ignored his thoughts and didn't care about his thoughts.

In Xixiang's eyes, Beryl Gart is a 'person' whose heart and soul are rotten, and even the devil despises him.

Saigo's fingers pressed on Beryl Gat's forehead.

Mysterious moments that were beyond the comprehension of the killer searched his soul and plundered his memories.