Salvation equals death

Kurosawa Yusei knew the origin of Aizawa and his party, and also understood that they wanted to save the witch who was already in the abyss.

"This is very dangerous. The entire narrow palace is under the eyes and ears of the Patriarch Kuze Yeshu. If I hadn't met you first, I'm afraid you would have been discovered the first moment you entered the Jiuze Palace."

Kurosawa Fengshi looked at Yuyin who was beside him with a blank expression: "You may be imprisoned, but Yuyin, as a town girl in the soul stabbing ceremony, will definitely be executed."

"I didn't intend to live anymore." Jiushi Yuyin had a delicate and delicate face, and his expression was ashamed as lifeless, "I was born with a sin, and my mother was forced to give birth to me, but I was forced to bear me. They don’t even have the qualifications for needles.”

"I'm so incompetent that I actually became the town maiden of the witch who took responsibility for my mother. I want to watch her fall into despair with my own eyes."

"It would be fine if I were a Kenu. I would return this sin of my life to Lord Linghua, and sleep with her in Naraku, and sleep peacefully in the arms of Lord Miko. I should be able to get the tranquility I want."

Kuzemiya has held the power bestowed by the underworld for generations, thereby avoiding death, but the blood that should have assumed the responsibility for this cannot take on the big responsibility, and this responsibility falls on outsiders.

"It's not your fault at all." Kurosawa Yushi sighed, "The closer you are to death, the more you can eliminate your own boundaries. If you maintain a strong will in a state infinitely close to death, you can have a ghost comparable to ghosts and gods. the power of."

"Linghua has died before, so she has a strong spiritual power. It is precisely because she is close to death that she can understand everything more. Like flowing water, she can resonate with Huangquan."

"This is also what I want to tell you." Kurosawa Yuyo turned to Aizawa and his party, and bowed slightly, "Sealing the Underworld is the duty of a witch. How do you choose between this world and Zero Flower?"

——How to choose?

Kurosawa Fengshi rested his forehead on the back of his hand, but Bai Wugou's expression was almost indifferent, as if he already knew the answer - this answer has not changed for thousands of years.

——One and more, this multiple-choice question, anyone can do it.

"But this in itself is wrong!"

It was Izuku Midoriya who spoke. His empathy was so strong that he could no longer bear his turbulent emotions: "This is simply wrong! If this world is guilty, then everyone is guilty, and you have to bear your own life and death and everything. Isn’t it a matter of course? Why must all the pain be borne by one person? And it is not up to us to decide whether she can live or not!”

"Sacrifice or not, live or not, this is everyone's freedom, isn't it?"

Kuisawa Fengshi was taken aback for a moment, and then Lu Gu continued: "If there must be someone to bear it, then I—"

"I'll give her the choice." Hong Jiaodong interrupted Lugu's words, and in the eyes of everyone, he looked at Kurosawa Fengshi, "I am her lover, I promised, I will give him choose."

"Sinai! You two bastards, stop talking about being a hero! Whoever wants to make troubles, just blow up to death! Am I afraid of evil spirits and ghosts?!" Katsuki Bakugo growled.

"Do you three think I'm dead?" Aizawa Xiaota looked at the three little bastards with a dark face, "I'm a teacher, so naturally I have the duty to take care of you, as long as I'm still alive, it's not time for you to die .”

Looking at the four people who were quarreling together, Kurosawa Yushi's eyes showed a little confusion. She got a different answer than before, but it made her more at a loss than before.

There is something warm that dispels the lingering coldness in this deep and narrow palace.

"If you don't mind, I want to make up for the mistakes of the previous generation, if I can do it." Yiyue said so.

"I don't care about death. I want to find my lover. If he is in Huangquan, then I don't plan to live alone." Rei Kurosawa said softly.

In the chaos, Kurosawa Fengshi could barely remember the title "lover", which touched her subtly, so she stretched out her hand towards one of them.

She held a pale golden, soft and warm light in her palm.

"My abilities are 'seeing' and 'shadow seeing'. Dazhu's duty is to accept all deaths, through 'shadow seeing' and 'seeing' to accept a person's grief before dying and fragments of past memories .”

Kurosawa Fengshi smiled faintly: "This is Linghua's memory, do you... want to see her?"

……

Chiyo slowly withdrew his hand, allowing the kneeling corpse in front of him to fall miserably, his face covered with tattoos showed no emotion, only a pair of golden eyes were still telling the sad persistence.

"I... really can't do it?" The girl lowered her head and stared at her bloody palm, "Are you still too naive?"

【…】The system sighed like a human, and said in a low tone.

【I have said that although you are a demigod, you are not a real god after all, and you are still an unfinished product born from the previous world, and you don't have the power to fight Huang Quan yet. 】

[Only when you die, will your will surpass life and death, barely enough to seal Huangquan.You don't have the strength to seal Huangquan alive, Vera. 】

At this time, Chiyo is wearing a red and white priestess costume, kneeling in a bush of thorns, and in the distance is an illusory ocean. through the road.

The human spirit rests on the surface of the water, drifting around, with nowhere to land.

If someone breaks into this forbidden place, they will be horrified by the sight in front of them. There are corpses everywhere in the thorn bushes, most of them are dressed gorgeously, and they died quietly. Only the girl standing in the center of the thorn bushes is covered in blood, showing What a tragic massacre just happened.At this time, besides the priest and head of Kuze, there were several men in ninja costumes lying in the corpses among the thorn bushes.

Kame Hanyu was the last person to "die" at the hands of Chiyo after the ceremony.

It is said to be "death", but it is not true. In fact, these people should have died a hundred years ago. They escaped their destined life and death by relying on the power of the underworld, and they linger on until today.

And what Chiyo did was to deprive them of the power to survive and return death to "death".

【Death is inherently destined. Avoiding death itself is a form of disrupting the rules. It is too ridiculous to claim to be the guardian of the underworld. 】

[Vera. 】The system looked at the girl with silver hair and golden eyes, and said softly, softly, 【We should go, otherwise you will become a lonely ghost if you stay any longer. 】

In front of Chiyo was the half-sealed Underworld, and she herself knelt among the thorn bushes, allowing her blood to moisten the land where countless witches were buried, and the tattoos turned into flowing water with the blood and flowed into the sea.

Blood loss, broken bones, severe pain - after the ceremony, she was infinitely close to death, and only then did she get a glimpse of Chang Yehai's true nature.

But Infinity is on the verge of death, and it is not death after all. The power of the soul is bound in this exorcism shell that is about to be broken, and cannot be released.

"...I don't want to die." She was almost desperate, like a cold sculpture frozen in the thorn bushes, her eyes dimmed, "I don't want to die, System, I want to live, live with them... "

The girl who had been tortured did not cry, and the girl who was separated did not cry, but she couldn't help crying like rain when she faced a fork in the road where she could not choose.

If you have never met the light, will you not be afraid of the dark?

It was almost like a curse, when she met that beam of light that illuminated her life many years ago, the icicles spread all over the sky, like wings protecting her desperately, so much so that thinking about it now, her defenses are broken.

The girl whose consciousness was on the verge of dissipating shed tears silently, but was suddenly hugged into a warm embrace.

"Sorry, I'm late." The arms covered with frost and snow gently tore away the thorns wrapped around her body, leading her out of the desperate nightmare.

Chiyo raised her eyes that seemed to be full of cracks, and thought in a trance—it’s so warm, like the winter sun, even if it melts and disappears in the morning sun, she must be happy, right?

Hong Jiaodong didn't know how to describe his mood.

With the help of Kurosawa Fengshi, he passed through the narrow palace and came to the depths of Naraku. Along the way, he was attacked by countless walking dead corpses.

Kurosawa Yuyo said that Chiyo returned death to death, she put herself on the brink of death, and sealed Huang Quan with a strong will that broke out when she was about to die.

Along the way, Hong Jiaodong thought a lot, but at the moment when he saw the terrifying scene in front of him, those complicated thoughts were all gone with the weather, like dust, insignificant and inconspicuous.

He came to her with a blank mind, tore off the thorns that entwined her, wiped away the tears mixed with blood on her face, and held her scarred body into his arms, unable to feel even anger and sadness .

He thought of the boiling water poured by his mother many years ago, which formed the knot in his heart that had been difficult to solve for ten years-but he could still cry bitterly at that time, unlike now, he almost felt that his sky was in the sky. broken.

She would really leave him like this, like a flower in full bloom, showing the beauty of extreme sadness all her life.

"This is the fate of the Priestess of Zero." Kurosawa Yuyo stood behind the two and said softly, "She never made a mistake, she just made the most correct choice when facing a fork in the road, but the road leading to It's already preordained."

The reason why a tragedy is a tragedy is that no matter how the people in the game change, they will eventually lead to the established fate.

If no sacrifice is made, the world will be destroyed, and the people she loves will also be annihilated in the disaster-how will she choose?

If no sacrifice is made, Huang Quan will appoint another witch to let innocent people take on their responsibilities—how will she choose?

She made the right choice, but led to such a sad ending.

——So from the very beginning, there was no such thing as choice.

"She has no choice, so let me give her the right to choose."

The young man held his lover's face covered with tattoos, and firmly but piously placed a kiss on her pale lips.

"Chiyo, don't be afraid, and don't be sad. Wanting to 'live' is not a fault in itself. On the contrary, I think it is enough for you to live desperately for us."

"She is a hero who saves the world, but no one can help her."

"So, I'm going to be her hero."

The words resounded as if they were vows, and reverberated in the Naraku. The young man hugged his lover tightly, and the next second, the "snake" soared into the sky.

The tattoos formed by those longings are like ferocious snake shadows, rushing out of the girl's body madly, screaming and howling, rushing towards the boy under the guidance of will.

Pain, sadness, madness, fear, persistence—the young man thought, so, this is what she has been carrying for ten years.

In the heart-piercing pain, he smiled suddenly, tattoos spread all over his cheeks, except for a pair of eyes of different colors hanging down, which seemed to glisten with water, soft like melting ice.

He hugged the girl in his arms with some greed. This may be the last hug in his life, but he has no regrets in his heart.

He may hesitate for the past and the future, but there is only one thing, he doesn't need to hesitate.

——Yes, I love you, there is no need to deny this.

Hong Jiaodong calmly pulled out an ice knife and put it on his neck - the gate of the underworld has been opened, as long as he dies at this time, the tattoos will flow to the other shore with the flow of life.

He has seen the life of his lover, from the reflection of the goddess to the child of light, from the thorn bird to the artificial god.

He finally knew everything she had experienced in the past, and finally understood her despair, and deeply understood that he was loved by others with all his strength, so at this time he also had no hesitation, brave and firm.

——It's a pity that I can't see you for the last time.

"Crack-"

The ice blade that was about to cut the lifeline was firmly held by someone, even though the sharp blade almost cut her palm in half, she did not let go.

"Enough, Frozen, enough—"

The girl threw off the ice skate, stretched out her bloody hand, and hugged the boy tightly.

She was crying embarrassingly, but she was still smiling. Happiness was like a budding flower, blooming in the corners of her eyes and brows.

"Thank you, Jiao Dong, thank you - until the end you held my hand tightly, really, thank you..."

The girl has experienced so much suffering, so much life and death, faced with one and countless choices, almost everyone reluctantly chose the latter.

The system is like this, Jiang Ming is like this, and even Zefern is like this-Vera actually doesn't care, but she still feels sad in her heart when she is abandoned again and again.

This was her desperate struggle and crying while lying on the operating table, but she dared not express her despair.

The tattoos washed away the young man's reason with a lifeless energy, and the pain of the reason hanging on the line made people crazy, but he still kept the embracing posture preciously.

"Jiao Dong, I finally understand." She laid down the boy who was on the verge of death and let him lie on her lap, "Do you remember the story I told you when I was young?"

The boy with shards of glass in his eyes saw nothing but ice and snow.

"So, I'm Kay."

She was blinded by the past, and Kay could no longer feel the temperature in her heart, and he was Gerda, who crossed thousands of rivers and mountains, just to come to her to save her.

Kayi can't piece together the jigsaw puzzle of "eternity", because only one person can never get eternity.

"Say, will a robber's daughter come to me and say, 'Hey, you sweet bum, I'd like to know if you're worth a man running over the horizon to find you?'"

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, bent her golden eyes, and smiled.

In the next second, she grabbed the shattered icicles on the ground without hesitation, and stabbed her eyes hard.

The crazily spreading tattoos stopped.

The mirror that could reflect the "mind" was broken, and countless snakes rushed into the witch's body, like wild beasts that had been opened from a cage, roaring and raging, eager to eat the witch's heart.

Chiyo struggled to prop up the dilapidated shell, tore off the white rose cross on his neck, and placed it in the boy's arms.

The holy and clear divine power healed the scorched wound, and the white rose cross that felt the master's will was shining brightly, illuminating Naraku as brightly and clearly as day.

At least before I die, I have to send him out.

Chiyo swallowed a mouthful of blood, closed her eyelids tightly, and smiled very lightly in the blood flowing down her eye sockets.

Aizawa and his team, who discovered that Tomoko had disappeared, finally broke into Naraku with the help of Kurosawa Rei who possessed spiritual power, but what they saw was a scene like hell.

"Chi, Chi-chan... Chi-chan!" Lugu struggled and ran forward, kneeling on the ground suddenly. He stretched out his hands and wanted to help the girl who was prostrate on the ground, but he was afraid that if he touched her, the girl in front of him The young girl will be shattered into ashes.

She was really in a mess, the tattoos were all over her body like cracks, and her glorious appearance was polluted by the blackened blood. At this time, she was like a ghost crawling out of hell, staggering on the back of a comatose teenager .

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Please don't look at me." Chiyo lowered her head, letting her long hair cover her face, and stretched out a hand with all her strength, "Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu—are you there?" ?”

"Chien-chan... Chi-chan..." Lugu tremblingly held the girl's outstretched hand, crying out of breath, almost suffocating from the pain, "No! Don't do this! Chi-chan!"

As if he had a vague premonition of something, Lugu firmly grasped Chiyo's hand, fearing that if he let go, she would turn into a cloud of smoke and drift away.

"Help me take Jiao Dong out, okay?"

Chiyo has no energy to speak, her body is exhausted, and the death knell of death keeps echoing in her ears.

"Xiao Jiu, thank you for coming to me. I have no regrets to meet you in this life."

"Don't talk about it, don't talk about Qianjiang..." Lvgu bent down as if in extreme pain, almost melting in such grief, "I can meet you, I can meet... that's... ahhh Ahh——!!!”

He screamed hoarsely, like a cub that had come to an end, he couldn't accept such an ending, as a hero, he couldn't save the person he wanted to save.

"I'm sorry, I... can't become a hero anymore." Chiyo couldn't see or hear, she only vaguely felt a few people around her, "Please, become a hero instead of me."

"I want to protect this world where you exist."

"I'm very happy to be able to do something for you. I'm really happy. So... the so-called fighting for the beauty of the world is such a happy thing?"

"I don't seem to be able to see it anymore... Please go and see it for me, and see what I haven't waited for - the light of dawn."

The hiiragi tree withered, the black snake died, and the priestess who was carrying the longing maintained a gesture of reaching out, and died in the abyss called Naraku.

There is light, rising slowly from the depths of darkness, the ever-night sea has set off waves, the ancient death knell echoes on the sea surface, and in the wide open gate of the underworld, thousands of souls gather on the shore, looking up in silence The other side of Evernight Sea.

The scene in front of me has been transformed into an illusory land, and the light that resembles a firefly rises higher and higher, like a lamp guiding the way forward, it gradually fades away under the gaze of everyone.

At the end of Evernight Sea, a bridge was built silently, and the sad and beautiful Bana flowers bloomed on both sides, like a road burned by fire, leading to the end of the bridge.

Those souls who wandered outside the underworld and could not be freed gathered on the bridge bank, knelt down towards the bridge, and bowed down piously.

Kurosawa Fengshi stared blankly at the miraculous scene in front of her, and the corners of her eyes gradually became wet with tears. She suddenly understood that from then on, there would be no more Jingu clan in this world, and no need for the sacrifice and salvation of the witch.

There are people who accept all life and all death.

Since then, reincarnation has been complete, life and death have continued, and even the everlasting flowers that bloom in the underworld can return to the embrace of death and obtain eternal peace.

The ecstasy that never dared to expect came, forcing Dazhu to tears. She lowered her head hastily, but saw the scene where the girl's body gradually turned into light.

Her body was shattered into thousands of faint floating lights, like lamps, filling the sky and illuminating the bridges on the Evernight Sea.

"……gorgeous."

Someone murmured silently, but choked as if collapsed, buried his face in his palm, and let out a heart-piercing cry.

Instant Chiyo.

——She really has become a fleeting light, but it illuminates thousands of years to come.

[Tattoo Miko. The Bridge of Lament on the Sanzu River]