Chapter 249: 245 Come Here

"It's you." He Jia'an looked at the conjoined man and woman who had blossomed like a flower of flesh and blood; his gaze lingered for less than a second before shifting away. The Mental Pollution the other party was inadvertently radiating at this moment was more than he could bear.

"Perhaps I should have arrived a step later." The female body had a peerlessly enchanting face and a graceful feminine silhouette, but beyond that, it was a blurred, twisted mass of flesh. She looked at He Jia'an's disheveled appearance and said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, He Jia'an said coldly, "I have not forgotten what happened that night. Your rescue of me now is meaningless. One day, I will exhaust every ounce of my strength to kill or banish you."

"Hehe, you don't think you can actually do it, do you? Relying on just you, or that rotten blade in your hand?" Miss Zhao, the culprit who triggered the Collapse Night in Cuizhu City, covered her mouth and chuckled.

Seeing that both sides were at daggers drawn, Xin Junmao hurriedly stepped out to smooth things over and had Miss Zhao return into his body, taking the lead in the subsequent actions.

"Yes, my good master." Miss Zhao smiled sweetly, appearing to be completely obedient to every one of Xin Junmao's commands. She retracted the "Arm Sea" she had spread all around and slowly burrowed into the hole of flesh on Xin Junmao's back.

Xin Junmao seemed to be enduring pain; he kept frowning and gritting his teeth. Miss Zhao was like a mischievous venomous snake, deliberately slowing down the movement of entering.

Seeing this, He Jia'an immediately wanted to slash over with his blade, but was stopped by Xin Junmao. Only then did Miss Zhao cackle and rapidly shrink her entire body into Xin Junmao's.

"I really don't know if you can even be considered human anymore." After Xin Junmao had recovered for a moment, He Jia'an finally couldn't help but say.

Xin Junmao: "I don't know, but I know I am not normal now. I will try my best to maintain my humanity."

Seeing that a former ordinary citizen had turned into this current state, He Jia'an could not help but secretly lament what kind of monster this crazy world could force an ordinary person to become.

"Listen, Xin Junmao, I do need your help right now. I cannot completely clear all the Advent Rituals in Kisaragi High School by myself." When He Jia'an said this, he remembered the merman who had sent him here and could not help but curse with a gloomy expression, "Where the hell did that Drake run off to at a time like this."

Hearing this, Xin Junmao explained with a smile, "Drake has other arrangements; he still needs to break the Advent Rituals in the Real World."

"The Real World?" He Jia'an suddenly realized, "That's right, this is the Inner World, reflecting reality. Although the flow of time is different, if an Advent Ritual exists here, then the corresponding place in the Real World may also have one."

"Then let's begin." Xin Junmao nodded and said. Just as he, stark naked, took a step, He Jia'an grabbed his shoulder.

Xin Junmao turned around and was somewhat surprised to hear He Jia'an say to him, "My mind is becoming more and more chaotic and is on the verge of collapse. If I become a madman or am controlled by this broken blade, please... kill me. But regardless, you must eventually liberate the Blessing here so that they don't spread out and be deliberately gathered and utilized by others."

Xin Junmao seemed somewhat moved; he patted He Jia'an's arm in return and agreed.

"Also, I want to ask you a question." He Jia'an asked earnestly, "You often enter and exit the Inner World; is the Kuchisake-onna that exists in this world Li Yingqi?"

Hearing He Jia'an's words, Xin Junmao's expression changed slightly. He paused in silence for a few seconds before saying in a low voice, "That may no longer be the person you knew. It is... it is the residue digested by the Daughter of Gluttony."

Hearing this, He Jia'an's eyes grew somewhat unfocused. He released his hand from Xin Junmao's shoulder and left without another word.

Watching He Jia'an's departing back, Xin Junmao heard a silver-bell-like, pleasant laughter coming from within his body again. He calmly rebuked, "Look at the good deed you've done..."

He Jia'an quickly reined in his dejection. His current mental state did not allow him to delve too deeply into any negative emotions. His mental state at this moment was like standing barefoot on a sharp, thin awl, while all around him was an abyss of eternal falling. The only way to avoid falling for now was to endure physical pain to maintain his balance.

In order to keep his mind on the verge of collapse, He Jia'an needed to divert his attention. While searching for places where Advent Rituals might exist, he also actively approached the places where the Vampires were active.

Merely relying on the Magic Blade in his hand to slaughter, the shadow dwelling within the Magic Blade was also like a demon from hell, trying to drag him down into the boundless Nine Netherworlds...

After the headquarters' S-Class Investigator Matsumoto Gin and the former S-Class Investigator of the Xuanmi Group in the opposite region, He Jia'an, had been out of contact for over an hour, the members of the Chosen Alliance finally turned their search direction toward the Inner World. However, when they attempted to use the scientific instruments developed by the organization to traverse the Inner World, they found that the channels to the Inner World were already difficult to open, and even if they were opened, they would only see an apocalyptic scene of a "sandstorm" sweeping in.

And in fact, the "sandstorms" revealed through the temporary Space Channels were hardly comparable to natural phenomena in the Real World. Within that violent "flying sand and rolling stones" were hidden Inner World creatures that had been swept in and torn apart. Their wails and strange roars composed a movement that made the brain tremble. While letting out hellish roars, they tried to crawl out of that terrible world, but what was truly terrifying were the countless "particles" disguised as a sandstorm; those were the fragments voluntarily decomposed by the master of the Inner World.

The Space Channel that the Chosen Alliance had opened in their eagerness to save people unfortunately became a gateway for the scourge to invade the Real World, a strong wind bringing the seeds of despair to Sakura Island.

As sheets of blood-red demon wind shot from the land of Taomu City into the sky, the scenery of the Inner World gradually appeared over Taomu City. Gloomy clouds and miserable mist gathered, and beneath the thick clouds flickering with faint red light, suffocating gray flocs drifted down. Sensitive plants, like fanatical believers sensing a summons, withered and rotted one after another, eventually turning into gray flocs spreading in the air, sacrificing their lives toward one direction.

At this very moment, the hospital where Misaki Naomi was located had fallen into chaos. The power had failed for no reason, and the life-support devices in the intensive care unit were passively relying on battery power. All the critically ill patients were entering a countdown to death. Some medical workers were rushing back and forth between these dying patients, while others had to soothe the panicked patients in the hospital.

Misaki Naomi naturally saw the apocalyptic scene unfolding in the city and heard the chaos in the hospital. She curiously opened the door, only to find that the Investigators who should have been guarding outside her ward were nowhere to be found. Exclamations and cries came from the hospital corridor; people were running, screaming, staring blankly... and some were even committing suicide.

"Come here... come here..." Watching such a scene, Misaki Naomi was at a loss. Whispers that seemed to be audible only to her drifted into her ears. Suddenly, as if possessed and lost in a trance, she followed the direction from which the voice came and slowly walked into a hospital freight elevator flickering with strange red light.