Ring

The moment the static batwing disappeared, Edgar watched in surprise the sudden change of the folding fan in his hand.The white and narrow fan bones turned yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye, then turned black, and finally turned into gray dust, flowing from his fingertips like sand.Just as Edgar watched the changes in front of him in shock, behind him, a group of black shadows gradually gathered into shape.

The bright moonlight fell from the dome and fell in front of Edgar, naturally illuminating the black mist.Edgar wanted to draw out the jet-black long knife, but the pure darkness carried a familiar aura.When he confirmed the identity of the other party, his heart beat wildly involuntarily.

Everything is the same as in the memory, but different from the memory.In his memory, the shadow that took away Victoria never revealed its true appearance or true gender.But now, in front of him, the dark phantom gradually gathered and lengthened.The ones who stepped out of the black mist first were a pair of white and green legs, and then the arms that were also as white as marble statues.When her face was gradually shown in front of him, even Edgar couldn't help but marvel at her beauty.

Her eyes are dark swirls, even the bright moonlight cannot cast any reflection.Her lips are like enchanting poppies, exuding a seductive fragrance in the deep night.Her eyebrows are like two crescent moons; her hair is like a deep night.The thick and deep black mist wrapped around her naked skin, transforming into a dark veil, blending with the endless night behind her.

However, at this moment, her fair and slender fingertips were surrounded by a faint and weak light.Edgar's shocked and terrified reaction caused a smile to hang on the corner of the woman's lips: "Edgar Flanders Bathory. Seventy years have passed, and we finally... meet again."

Edgar froze in place, with countless complicated emotions rushing into his heart, which made him unable to move for a while.His first reaction was to ask about Victoria's situation—even though he had decided to break up with her, she had saved his life after all, and he couldn't just sit idly by.However, more questions came to mind.Almost none of the seven princes of hell in the Bible is a woman. If so, who is the "person" in front of me?

The woman named "Darkness" naturally saw through his thoughts, but did not answer.She just snapped her fingers out of thin air, and immediately the air around him twisted, and then Wei Shenzhi's figure appeared here, followed by the qin spirit in white.His lover looked similarly shocked and unsure, but somehow remained calm.Wei Shenzhi exchanged surprised glances with Edgar, then remained silent, staring at the "person" in front of him.

"Patriarch Bathory, you are not determined to hold the succession ceremony." The woman gathered in the dark night said, "You returned to Bathory's house just to avenge Victoria and fulfill the responsibilities she entrusted to you. But you There is no interest in ruling this family, and your thoughts run counter to the thoughts of everyone in the Bathory family."

Edgar was silent, and the woman continued: "In that case, it is convenient for me to show up here and officially recognize you as the heir of the Bathory family. Since you don't like those red-tape ceremonies, then I believe that only this sentence The words, and the power I have given you now, should allow you to fulfill your obligations."

As soon as the words were finished, the woman stretched out her arms, and gently lifted Edgar's chin with her slender fingers.She leaned closer and made him open his mouth.She poured a dark breath into his body, and Wei Shenzhi immediately stepped forward to support Edgar.

"How are you?!"

"..."

Edgar supported Wei Shenzhi's body, but did not speak.When she approached him, he felt an indescribably powerful force engulfing him, no matter how hard he struggled, it would be useless.And the darkness she poured into his mouth made him dizzy for a moment.All the senses of the body disappeared, as if being in a huge void, being swallowed by the surrounding darkness in all directions.

But this feeling of discomfort is only for a moment.He waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, and Wei Shenzhi refocused on the woman transformed from mist.

"You...you recognize Edgar as the head of the Bathory family?!" Wei Shenzhi couldn't hide his astonishment, "Could it be that you...are the Lord of Darkness...that...'Satan'?!"

The woman's calm gaze swept across his face, and she shook her head.

"I am not Lucifer, nor Satan, I have many code names, but I have no name. I am Morrigan* Mistress of Phantoms, Persephone* Queen of Hades; I am exiled by the gods Kali*, Izanami*, mother of the filthy underworld. I am Queen of Hell, Mistress of Hades, Mistress of War, and all dead souls belong to my kingdom."

As her voice rises and falls, so does her appearance.In Celtic mythology, the raven accompanying Morrigan, the goddess of death and war, was condensed from black mist and rested on her shoulder, like a lark resting beside Angus, the god of love and youth.A cloak as bright as a pomegranate fell from her shoulders, and black pomegranate seeds were dotted around her feet.Her hands and feet exposed in the air are gradually depicted by the totem of battle makeup, and her beautiful face becomes old and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally reveals her strong bones. *

"I am the spirit in charge of death and reincarnation, I am the truth exiled by the world of light. I am the embodiment of arrogance, greed, gluttony, lust, laziness, jealousy, and anger. I am the evil that the rulers do not want to admit. , I am female, I am object. I am chaos and nothingness, I am darkness itself."

As she said so, the rotten, foul-smelling flesh "pasted" back to her face as if time had flown back, turning into a smooth piece of skin.Those strange battle makeups gradually disappeared on the fair skin, and the bright red cloak and black raven turned back into the black mist that wrapped around her.She stretched out her pure white hand, and that milky white halo shone with beautiful brilliance. "Darkness" brought the ray of white light closer to the three of them, saying:

"All the undead are my subjects. This is the soul of the Fusangshen who folded the fan. Qin Ling, you don't need to be sad for her. Under Huangquan Jinpingban, she will sleep with all the undead. There is no pain, There is no hatred, no memory. Everything will be lost in the long river of the past, and her death will be her eternal life."

"Are you... are you really Lord Izanami..." The luthier in white looked at the soul of the deceased, showing sad feelings, "Then, please tell me... Is the soul of His Majesty Emperor Jingxing also in you? In the embrace of you, have you found eternal sleep?"

Every time he said a word, his heart was like a knife.If Emperor Jingxing really did not reincarnate, wouldn't it be futile to cultivate himself into a demon, go through hardships, and search life after life?

Following Qin Guzhu's words, the appearance of "darkness" has also changed.The wide sleeves hang down, and the white shoes and socks wrap the jade feet.The black mist gradually dissipated, and her appearance also changed—the beautiful face became decayed again, even more terrifying than Jiang Zeyue's appearance back then.On the other half of the face that has not been corroded, it is already obvious that the contours belonging to the oriental people are much softer than those of the Europeans.A shroud was wrapped around her hands and legs, and the white pants around her waist were stained with blood.

Seeing this scene, Wei Shenzhi finally understood the meaning of what she said earlier.Izanami is the mother of the filthy and unclean underworld in Japanese myths and legends, the goddess who rotted and died in the underworld.And "Darkness" could be Izanami, Morrigan, or Persephone.She has different names and legends in mythology around the world, but the essence is the same, or... are connected.

According to legend, when Izanami gave birth to "fire", she was burned to death by her child.When her husband Izanaki came to the land of the underworld to look for his wife, the former beautiful goddess had already turned into this rotten corpse.

The change in her appearance made Lord Qin Gu more convinced of her identity.He took a step forward, knelt down in front of her, and said in a trembling voice: "If Your Majesty is not sleeping in your arms at this moment, can you please point me in the direction? Please tell me, so many reincarnations, Is he doing well?"

"Emperor Jingxing's Aiqin, and Fusangshen who built Zizheng, as the source of darkness, I can feel all the sorrow and mourning, including your feelings naturally. Emperor Jingxing's first order is not in my country, he has already Come to the human world with a new identity."

"Really?!" Master Qin suddenly raised his head, "Can you please enlighten me, Your Majesty... where is he now?"

"No matter how many reincarnations he has experienced, he will always belong to the land he used to be." Izanami said, "It's just, Fusangshen. When you complete your meeting with him, you may lose your 'wish' support, and came to my side. Even so, do you want to find him?"

"I have practiced for hundreds of years, and I asked Luna Yue to give me the description of a human being, so that I could reunite with His Majesty one day. The meaning of my life is to be able to see him again and play a piece of piano music for him. If after this reunion, I want to return to the underworld, then even if I sleep peacefully in the underworld, I will be grateful and praise your great kindness wholeheartedly."

Izanami looked at him with a sigh in her eyes, but she still didn't say anything.When she spoke to Edgar, the white shroud disappeared, and she became the beautiful woman hidden in the black mist before.

"The reincarnation of 'that His Majesty' may be regarded as your acquaintance."

"Take him back to Japan, and your former friend will come to pick you up. You just need to follow that friend, and you will naturally meet Emperor Jing Xing's reincarnation."