[Comprehensive] The world is being reset

No stars and no moon.

The bright red blood trickled down the steps, dyeing a piece of hell.

"Master Lanwan!" The guard rushed in full of blood and panic, and he seemed to be unable to speak clearly under the extreme fear, "Run away! Yes, there are monsters!"

Mori Ranmaru, who was sitting in the room looking down at the chessboard, frowned and raised his head. The light in the room illuminated his beautiful face, and he glanced at the panicked guards with mixed eyes of surprise.Before the people in the room had time to speak, there was a loud noise as if echoing the words of the guards, and a sharp blade pierced through the air from behind the paper door, and the ink sliding door stopped in mid-air and shattered into flying sawdust.

Against the light, the person who came was so thin that he could almost be described as thin, he stepped across the threshold calmly. He casually held a long knife in his hand. The blade was stained with blood from top to bottom with a crimson streamer, swaying. The flames of fire poured in from behind him, separated by a door, and there was already hell outside the door.

Mori Ranmaru's pupils shrank suddenly, and the guards around him were already frightened to the point of losing their mind when they saw the figure that seemed to come out of the underworld, and their muddy thinking annihilated the function of measuring the difference in force between the enemy and us. With a yell, he raised his knife and rushed forward, which was more like a stress response from fright than bravery, or he was completely frightened.As a matter of course, the person who came didn't pay attention to the guard who was rushing towards him with the knife, he seemed to glance sideways, and raised the knife unhurriedly.

As if a tangible wind was rushing in, Mori Lanmaru was blown into a blurred field of vision, only to see the guard rushing out a few steps before his body froze suddenly, and bright red blood sprayed from his throat, moving forward. With all his strength, he hit the ground stained red with his own blood.

The man who swung the knife casually passed by the guard, and at this moment, Mori Ranmaru finally saw his blood-stained side face through the firelight outside the door.

"It's you..." His eyes widened suddenly, and his calm face was instantly flustered when he saw an enemy rushing in. He stood up reflexively and took a step forward, "Why did you come back, Mr. Nobunaga has an accident? Yet?"

The invisible wind rushed to the face, and a slender figure appeared as if emerging from the air, followed by the icy coolness that suddenly stopped in front of the neck.

"Huh?" The man tilted his head lazily, and the blond hair brushed the corner of his eyes, "Hey, Fushimi, this guy seems a little different."

Mori Ranmaru didn't pay attention to him, nor did he care about the knife across his neck, his eyes were only fixed on the figure that was getting closer and closer.With a slight tilt of the man's thin wrist, the long knife was returned to the scabbard, his handsome face was illuminated by the lights in the room, and there was a little surprise in his pupils.

"I said, everyone here thinks that Oda Nobunaga is still in the deepest room, why do you know he has gone?"

The threatening voice in the joke was close to the ear, and the smell of blood on the other party's body and the murderous aura accumulated by killing an unknown number of people made it almost difficult to breathe.Mori Ranmaru was forced to let out a bloody gasp by the almost substantive pressure that was suddenly approaching, but he still didn't look at him, but stubbornly stared at the boy who walked in front of him.

His eyes fell on himself, staring at him casually and very seriously.

"That guy," he finally said, "it's all right."

Mori Ranmaru breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, hello." Another person standing in front of him seemed to be a little unhappy when he saw this and tapped his shoulder with a knife, "Don't ignore my question."

After learning that his lord is still safe, the panic on Mori Ranmaru's face faded, and then he finally looked at the guy who was threatening his personal safety with a knife, and said calmly, "Actually, I don't know either."

It seems that this sentence is a bit ambiguous, he added, "I don't know why I am different from other people."

The shouting outside the door had stopped, and the flames were still flickering. The strong smell of blood in the air combined with this silent background gave people the creepy illusion that there were no people alive in the camp outside.

...or perhaps not an illusion.

However, it is probably because the three guys in the room at this time are not considered human beings in the normal sense. In such a situation, the expressions of several people are actually very calm.Fushimi glanced across the spacious chess room, stopped for a moment on the chessboard that Mori Ranmaru was staring at just now, and looked up at him, "What do you know."

Mori Ranmaru let out a long breath, "Are you here for Mr. Nobunaga?"

Fushimi looked at him expressionlessly and said nothing, so Mori Ranmaru took it as his default.

"Actually, I don't know much." In the light of the fire, the person known as the peerless beautiful boy in the historical records stared at him quietly, his eyes as warm as black jade were bright and frank.

"After the Takeda clan of Kai was wiped out by the lord, Hideyoshi-sama, who was at war with the Kunimori clan, sent a request for reinforcements. The lord ordered Mitsuhide... Akechi Mitsuhide led the troops back to Sakamoto Castle to prepare for the battle. After Akechi Mitsuhide arrived, the whole army spent four days Time to prepare for the battle, set off from Antu City this morning, and arrive at Honnoji Temple at night."

Fushimi listened silently, these are all recorded in history.On the other side, the slippery ghost twirled the long knife he had snatched from the guard at the door, with a somewhat bored look on his handsome face.As a big monster, he is obviously not very interested in the history of fighting between humans.

"Tonight, Mr. Nobunaga invited Mr. Nobutada to a feast. After the banquet, Mr. Nobutada returned to Miaojue Temple. At midnight, there was a strange movement outside. Mr. Nobunaga thought it was the guards arguing at first. When I got up to reprimand, I heard the sound of artillery."

"Your Excellency concluded that someone was rebelling, and ordered me to go out to check. I saw Akechi Mitsuhide's Kikyo flag outside the wall, and I was shocked and came back to report to Lord Nobunaga. Then..." Mori Ranmaru hesitated for a moment, and his expression became a little strange , "When I went back, I saw Mr. Nobunaga who had stood up. His Excellency, he made some strange actions... Although it is a bit impolite to say this, Mr. Nobunaga looked like he was possessed by someone at that time."

Fushimi Sarubigu's eyes were suddenly sharp, and Nuliang Huapiao raised his eyebrows and said "Oh", as if he finally became interested, put down the knife he had been playing with for a long time and looked at him.

"What action?"

"My lord, he seemed very shocked after I reported the situation of Mitsuhide Akechi's rebellion. He grabbed me and asked me several times, and then asked about the year and today's date. Then he kicked over the low couch next to him and waved Started yelling 'You lied to me!', 'It's not my wish...', 'Send me back!', as if to yell at someone."

Mori Ranmaru showed a puzzled expression on his face, "At that time, there were only Mr. Nobunaga and I in the dormitory, but these words did not seem to be addressed to me."

"and then?"

The aura around Fushimi became gloomy along with the voice, and a few words rolled out of his throat as if he was about to burst out and endured forcibly.

Mori Ranmaru gave him a puzzled look, and then continued, "It took a long time for Mr. Nobunaga to calm down, and then he ordered me to take other small surnames to block the wise soldiers first. Some guards protected Mr. Nobunaga from the back door. rushed out."

"Afterwards, Honnoji Temple was breached by Akechi Mitsuhide, and I also died at the hands of Yasuda Sakubei."

"I thought I would return to the Underworld after I died, but for some reason, I returned here when I opened my eyes again." His eyes fell on Fushimi, "I saw you brought Mr. Nobunaga Out, my lord, is he alright?"

"...Playing chess with Princess Yingji in the City Lord's Mansion." Fushimi stared at him, seemingly casually replied.

Mori Ranmaru was a little puzzled by the words "Princess Sakurahime" and "Castle Lord's Mansion". Facing the seemingly inquiring eyes of the person opposite him, he let out a soft "ah" without asking any further questions. Showing a slightly relaxed smile, "Anyway, it's as long as my lord is safe and sound."

"Hmm..." Fushimi lowered his eyes, not knowing whether he was answering him or thinking of going elsewhere.

"After my lord left, the wise army didn't seem to notice. They have been attacking, but they haven't come in so far. Because all the dead people have been resurrected after a while." Mori Ranmaru continued, with a calm tone, The words were spoken as if they were telling a ghost story.

The time of the whole Honno-ji Temple seems to be frozen at this moment, the sky is always dark, and the fire around the main hall is burning.The wise and bright army outside attacked without a break, and the two sides in the war never stopped as if they were tireless.

Everyone didn't realize that there was something wrong, except for himself who had come back from the underworld.

"Have you tried going out?"

"Can't get out." The knife on the neck has been removed, and Mori Ranmaru looked at Nura Yuba who asked the question with great interest, "I tried to leave here after Mr. Nobunaga was escorted away. Look for your lord. But as soon as I step across the border of the Honnoji Temple, I will be killed and wake up again in this room. No matter what method is used, most of the time I don’t even realize how I died.”

When the young man mentioned his death, his expression was as calm as a lake. After explaining his situation with an almost indifferent attitude, he looked seriously at the person who came back after leaving, "Is it like this outside? Repeat the same thing over and over again." God's business?"

"Ah, otherwise why are we running back?" Nuliang Huabao lazily tapped his shoulder with the back of the knife and answered him instead of Fushimi.Mori Ranmaru was a little dazed, and then exhaled as if he had figured something out.

"Is that so... So, the reason you came here is to find out the abnormality?"

He quickly confirmed this without the other party answering, "The biggest anomaly in this Honnoji Temple is me."

"Yes", Nuliang Huapiao agreed with a smile with her lips curled up, but there was no warmth in her pupils looking at him.

"I understand."

I don't know if he understood his gaze or what, the corners of Mori Ranmaru's lips curved upwards, and he smiled slightly.The name of the peerless beautiful boy has even been passed down to future generations. The smile on the boy's face seems to have a faint brilliance.

He knelt down calmly, arranged his clothes, and with a solemn gesture about to go to worship, he lowered his head obediently, revealing his fragile neck.

"Please do it."

The author has something to say: There is a temporary incident at home and the update has been interrupted for two days, sorry QAQ