Exorcism in the non-science world

The dark palace, without a single lamp.

In the empty hall, apart from the luxurious throne on the high steps, there is only one that almost occupies the entire hall—the coffin!

In fact, this is no longer a coffin in the traditional sense, it is more like a pond than a coffin.

A pool made of obsidian.

There is no light or sound in the hall, and a deeper darkness sleeps in the vast darkness.

Grains of black and red light spots came from nowhere, drifting towards the coffin.

Floating and constantly gathering, it seems that there is no time and no end.

Suddenly, the speed of this convergence suddenly accelerated, and the powerful suction sucked the light spots into a vortex, and countless light spots were continuously poured into the coffin along this "funnel".

Crack...something is broken...

However, the vortex gets bigger, more powerful, and then suddenly disappears after reaching a certain point.

Bang - the sound of a heartbeat...

bang— bang—

bang -- bang -- bang --

The silent atmosphere was broken by the gradually stronger heartbeat, and the deeper darkness in the darkness woke up...

the present.

Japan.

Allen, who was "looking at each other affectionately" with Kanda, staggered and quickly pressed his chest, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Hey, what happened to the bean sprouts?"

――It seems like something woke up...

Tiqi who was in a daze, Rhodes who was busy with work, Skin who was eating candy, Jess Derby who was making trouble, and the Earl who was wandering about thousands of years all stopped their movements at the same time—family?

Headquarters of the Black Order.

Black Braska: "A new borderline is born."

All over the world, desperately clean up all Akuma's devils

They all stopped in unison, landed on one knee, put their right palms together on their left chests, and showed fanatical smiles——My king...

Willing to give my life and soul for my king!

Welcome back my king!

in the hall.

"Well……"

A hoarse voice broke the suddenly tense atmosphere, and with the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other, a figure slowly sat up from the coffin.

——Alex, no, it's "Chu", Mo Chu.

The long black hair hangs messily on the back of the shoulders, the forehead hair is slightly long to cover the eyes, the complexion is somewhat illusory and transparent white, the face is sparse and delicate, the long and narrow eyes are covered by the dark eyelashes, and the corners of the lips are pursed. Deep arc.

He is bare|bare to the upper body, only wearing a long black windbreaker, the scarlet totem shines brightly on the snow-white skin.

Then, he opened his eyes—scarlet like blood soaked, with the purest tyranny and cruelty, after the black gradually emerged, it returned to indifference and calm, or emptiness.

"Oh~ I've grown up~" Mo Chu, a young man who had always looked like a teenager, stepped out of the coffin.

He stepped on the ground with bare feet, twisted his waist and raised his legs, extremely curious about his body.

"Sure enough, my original shell is easier to use, and it has grown up, so happy~"

The voice of the young Mo Chu is deep and magnetic, with a slightly seductive hoarseness. The youthfulness on his face has completely faded away, and his body is fully opened. With wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, eight-pack abs and mermaid lines, Mo Chu is simply Don't be more satisfied with your body.

#This is a growth that has been delayed for thousands of years! #

#It's a thru party win! (×)#

Mo Chu never thought that time travel could be worn with his own shell.

But in fact, it's just so wrong.

Rather than saying that he traveled through a time and space, it is better to say that he has finally returned to his own world, so his shell can follow so precisely.

This world is his original world...

The most important thing is that he can finally use his mental power unscrupulously~

It's still better to use the original one~

In the beginning, without a body, Mo Chu had no choice but to rely on himself, but the shell he made couldn't withstand the friction of mental power, which was something Mo Chu never thought of at the beginning.

In addition, he kept dreaming, kept in contact with holiness, and kept receiving huge amounts of information, which caused the dark attribute shell to wear out and wear out, and finally broke.

Fortunately, his original shell has finally been repaired, and he can finally let himself go, what a great wave!

#This is the victory of a person who is willing to die and is black inside and out! #

But what about milky coffee and wine?

Of course, they should go back to where they should go - Mo Chu's soul.

Although milk, coffee and wine exist in a holy form, they are essentially part of Mo Chu's soul and body.

Now, Mo Chu's soul has returned to his body, milk coffee and wine no longer exist as holy, but they can still appear as holy.

Mo Chu called out three little pets, touched their heads one by one, rubbed their fur, kissed and hugged them high (ω)

——Yo Xi, then you can continue to make troubles!

Mo Chu felt that he hadn't been so full of energy for a long time, "The game has just begun..."

The red light flashing across the eyes reveals the blood and mystery of the head of the endless time source.

Vatican.

This is a country, China, with a very small land area, but its influence is no one to underestimate.

Under the pure blue sky and white clouds, the streets and buildings are solemn and pure white, and the symbols of Catholicism can be seen everywhere. This is a holy place for pilgrims, and there are devout believers strolling on the streets.

It is clean and free from common dust, but how many people can see through the filth covered by white?After all, he will not be a mediocre person.

In the center of the city is a huge white palace, where the pope and top bishops live.

It is also the headquarters library of the Central Office, where there are a large number of books that are not easily accessible to the outside world.

There are only two or three people in white robes quietly flipping through the books, and ordinary people are absolutely not allowed to enter, so there are few quiet places here, quiet in various senses.

As the saying goes, silence is meant to be broken... ahem...

"Hello, which shelf is the book about holiness and Noah?"

A deep and magnetic voice sounded, and the gentle and polite tone quickly calmed down the anger of the man in white robe after being disturbed. When he turned his head, he saw a rare handsome face.

Well, still a new face.

With the addition of good looks, the man naturally said the information Mo Chu wanted: "It's on the 42A bookshelf."

"Oh, thank you~" Then Mo Chu turned to look for the book.

Oops, with a raw face and wearing a black suit, it looks pretty good!

well?etc!Black, black? !

The white-robed man belatedly pulled back the eyes that had been sucked away by his beauty,

——Ma Dan!Enemy attack ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

The alarm bells unique to enemy attacks echoed sharply throughout the hall.

The whole hall became lively in an instant, and the sound of chaotic footsteps was getting closer and closer.

"Oh...it's fine if you can't see it..." Mo Chu sat on a high book ladder, flipping through the book with his legs bent like no one beside him—hey, I found it!

The guards of the palace surrounded Mo Chuli on the third and outer floors, and the weapons in their hands gleamed sharply.

The leader stood up: "Intruder! Put down what you are holding immediately, and catch it without a fight, or we will punish you!"

Eloquent and full of air.

But this is of no use.

Mo Chu put down the book in his hand and changed it to another one. It seems that the Pope is quite at ease with the Vatican headquarters. He dares to keep such confidential books here, and he is not afraid of accidents. It is better to hide in the city.

But the man who looked like a young bishop couldn't hold his breath: "Damn it! Get on me, take him down!"

"Coffee with milk."

A giant beast, one black and one white, sprang out from nowhere, swung its claws and swished its tail, and pushed down the pounced guards like cutting straw—like dominoes.

Just when the milk coffee licked these people, the master Mo Chu had been waiting for appeared.

"You go back first."

"...Yes, my lord."

The person who came was dressed in bishop's clothes and a pair of thin-rimmed glasses. He was a cardinal.

Mo Chu raised his head from the book, looked at him, and tilted his head, "Your breath... really makes me sick..."

"Really? You go away first, you may be hurt later." The cardinal squinted his eyes and smiled gently to let the guards evacuate, but there was a flash of greed in his eyes from an angle that others could not see, looking at the others After they all left, they turned their heads and continued: "I really like the smell on your body...it's delicious..."

"You are a critical person, what? Are you ready to betray God?"

"God?" Mo Chu continued to bow his head and flip through the book, sneering, "The most disrespectful... I'm afraid it's you..."

"Why are you the only one? I thought I could see all of them..." Mo Chu jumped off the high ladder and stretched out five fingers, "Five? No, there should be seven..."

"Ah... you even know about this, and it seems that you can't be let go." The cardinal adjusted his glasses and said with a smile.

"No, did you misunderstand something?" Mo Chu shrugged and spread his hands helplessly, "I have no plans to fight today~"

"I... just came to look up information, and then... just say hello by the way..."

A red light flashed in Mo Se's eyes, and as Mo Chu's words fell, loud noises sounded one after another, the ground suddenly shook, cracks covered the ground and walls, and the whole building was crumbling!

"Damn! What did you do?!"

"Well... it's just a greeting..." Mo Chu stepped back step by step, and walked outside naturally along the broken wall.

The bright sun shines on the black hair and black clothes, Mo Chu stretched out his hand to brush the messy forehead hair, and smiled brightly and wickedly, "I wanted to talk with you, but if it's just you, I can barely make do All at once."

"The debt from 7000 years ago, I want you to pay back to me with interest~~"

The black wings spread out from behind, obviously not such a terrifying size, but they sucked all the sunlight here: "I am looking forward to it~"

The tyranny and cruelty in the scarlet pupils can be seen at a glance, with pure banter and indifference, as if there are ants under the throne.

The people present fell to their knees on the ground under the pressure of this horrific aura, and an unspeakable fear and coldness enveloped their bodies under the warm sun, pulling their souls into the endless abyss...

"Then...see you later~"

After Mo Chu left the Vatican, after confirming the space coordinates, he directly appeared next to Cyril.

Originally very busy, Cyril, who kept processing documents, directly whipped him over.

"Hey, hey...it's dangerous, okay ヽ(￣д￣;)ノ"

Dodging lightly, Mo Chu blamed him without any pressure, "Is it menopause?"

……

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"

Mo Chu watched Xi Ruier shed tears silently, and suddenly felt a little numb.

#180cm handsome man crying pear blossoms with rain, this is simply unhearable! #

"I obviously left a letter..." Relying on the height of 190, Mo Chu hugged Xi Ruier very boyishly and comforted Xi Ruier like a child: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's okay, be good Oh~”

Aww...my guts...be gentle, Cyril...

"...Bastard master, next time you go missing for no reason, don't die and come back..."

"Oh? Oh, yes, yes, once is enough for this kind of thing..."

"Well then, welcome back, my lord."

"Ah... I'm back."

The author has something to say:

After the plan is written, the code is written, and the plan is changed after the code is finished. At this moment, I deeply admire those great gods who opened the pit at the same time. Is this really good at writing? ⊙_⊙crying~