Chapter 304

Conan's teeth were chattering frantically, his small body shaking like an electric motor.

He saw it very clearly.

That face...

That familiar face.

"Run, Ran-neechan, run quickly!!!"

He roared with all his might.

Indeed.

He really should have restrained his damn curiosity, his damn desire to show off.

He should have understood when he was poisoned after tracking Gin and had a narrow escape from death...

Not just him, many people saw it.

What a terrifying and cold pair of eyes, and even more terrifying was that face! That was the face belonging to that Holy Spirit~~

On the scene, people of the world were scared out of their wits.

What kind of concept is this?

Could it be that even that Vice-Regent of Heaven had turned into a corpse?

"Or... perhaps that person's remaining light, that Holy Spirit is here just to suppress his own corpse..."

Orochimaru was almost scared out of his wits, his voice intermittent.

Damn it.

Now, not a trace of his obsession with research remained in his mind.

That person had turned into a corpse, so what's the point of researching?

"Go... go immediately... we can't stay here, we must leave immediately."

"Yes, we must return to Earth as soon as possible."

At this time, it was the Earthlings who were slightly calmer.

They understood how deep the water on Earth was; only by returning to Earth could they be considered safe.

198. Megumin: Only this cool cloak can give me a trace of warmth

The people from other worlds were scared and had no idea what to do, nodding hurriedly.

Yes, yes, yes, leave here first, go anywhere, leave here first and then talk.

A dense crowd of people ran blindly, rushing down the ancient corridor.

At this moment, the originally silent and quiet corridor seemed to have "come alive," with shrill wails and evil whispers everywhere.

The crowd's scalps were tingling, even the powerhouses from other worlds were the same.

It's not that they were inexperienced, but they had really never seen a scene where gods turned into fierce ghosts.

"No, there's something wrong with this corridor."

Suddenly.

Isayama Yomi's scalp was numb to the point of losing sensation, and cold sweat was dripping from her beautiful face.

This corridor, which seemed to have no end, was stretched, and now it really seemed to have no end.

The dim corridor revealed a cold, pale green, and there were heavy shadows in the darkness, as if something was waiting.

Waiting for them, the living, to throw themselves into its open mouth.

Others subconsciously retreated a few steps, looking at the darkness and clearly feeling the same poisonous gaze as before.

People were crying.

"What should we do?!!!"

The mage from the other world had desperate eyes and lost his composure.

He wasn't an Earthling; hadn't he reached the top in his world?

He had really never encountered such a high-end game.

Beside him.

The chuunibyou girl from the Red Magic Village sadly wrapped herself in a cloak.

In this cold world, only this cool cloak could give her a trace of warmth.

Woo woo woo, she was still a thirteen-year-old child, and she was scared crazy, okay.

The people of the world who were paying attention shook their heads.

"Dead, dead, this wave is dead."

"The end, scatter flowers."

"Streamer, do you want to go back and broadcast the war between those two? At least it would be worth dying for? I'll tip you one million yen."

"I'll tip three million!"

Azusagawa Sakuta was about to cry.

What time is it, and you're still making sarcastic remarks.

You are definitely jealous that I became a Holy Spirit reserve, right?

The two million viewers in the livestream room collectively expressed: Nonsense, our eyes are red, okay?

Just when many powerhouses from other worlds were sweating and showing despair.

"Don't panic, think calmly, recall what is different about this corridor from when we came."

A familiar voice sounded.

People looked back, and it was actually the first hero from another realm who successfully transformed into a Holy Spirit—the Sword Saint Reinhardt.

But compared to his previous high spirits, he was so wretched and weak at this moment.

His robe was shattered, he was covered in blood, even that holy sword was broken, and his aura had fallen to the extreme.

But...

Hiss~~

Damn, he actually survived?!!!

Many people gasped, feeling it was simply incredible.

That kind of terrifying weirdness, even in the perception of near-gods, was a terror with no chance of survival.

It was a disaster that they didn't have the guts to face even if they formed a supreme team.

This man, who could at most barely support himself under their hands before, had just transformed, and hadn't even reached the first transformation mentioned by the Holy Spirit, yet he was strong to this extent?!!!

Is this a Holy Spirit?

It's too freaking outrageous!!

Damn it, if I had known, I would have gone up too!! (x10086)

A group of people without self-awareness had their thoughts flash by, and soon returned to the present, trying hard to recall and compare the changes in the corridor.

With the approach of the sense of threat behind them, and the alarm bells in their minds ringing like crazy, they became more and more anxious.

A corner of the corridor.

"Lord Reinhardt, are you okay?"

A strong man from the Royal Guard Knights of the same world as Reinhardt asked in a low voice.

"No problem."

Showing a slightly weak smile, Reinhardt was a bit dejected: "But I have failed that person's expectations after all."

Having become a Holy Spirit reserve, even if the development period was a bit longer, he finally understood what kind of life form this was.

That was an absolute order-keeper and defender of justice, just like his life philosophy.

Therefore, he also developed a heartfelt identification.

At this moment, after this God's Tomb lost the suppression of the Holy Spirit's power, he should naturally take over the heavy responsibility.

Unfortunately...

Was it still too arrogant after all?

Reinhardt smiled bitterly.

Perhaps he had been praised since birth and had always responded to people's expectations, so he had become arrogant without knowing it.

It wasn't until this time when he came to the Divine Kingdom and saw the vastness of heaven and earth that he realized his own insignificance.

"Lord Reinhardt doesn't need to be too forced..."