Zongman: A Traveling Journey Starting From The Supreme

Saigo's words made Nangong want to believe that month, but she instinctively believed that the words from this evil and terrifying existence were not worth believing.

Nangong that month was not a person who chose to kneel and surrender without even resisting, or who gave up all resistance without even thinking.

Although Saigo told her that even if she resisted, it was useless, even if she chose to kill herself, it would only add to the laughing stock.

But if you don't try it, how will you know whether it is true or not?

When the idea of ​​Nangong just came up that month, darkness surged in front of her, and the darkness turned into a dagger as black as obsidian.

Nangong Nayue, who was kneeling on the ground in pain, suddenly raised his head.

Her beautiful eyes that were as blue as the sea couldn't even reflect that great figure in the light of the eyes, one could imagine how grand that terrifying existence was.

Nangong couldn't see any human-related nature from that terrifying figure that month, as if what he did was not to tease her, but just a boring idea of ​​facing ants.

It's like an adult suddenly found the ants carrying food. He didn't intend to kill the ants, but just squatted on the ground for fun, blocking the way of the ants with his fingers.

Perhaps for humans, it is a whim of fun, but for ants, it may cost their lives.

Nangong didn't hesitate that month, she picked up the obsidian dagger on the ground decisively, pointed the tip of the dagger at her heart, and stabbed it in as soon as she gritted her teeth.

It is impossible to say that she is not afraid at all. After all, she is just a girl in her twenties and eight years old, a normal human being.

Facing the equality of death, any human being will be afraid of it.

But Nangong's determination and determination that month allowed her to overcome this fear.

The stabbing pain hit, the blood was losing, the brain was acutely deprived of oxygen, and the breath of life was flying out from the wound.

The current Nangong was just a human being in that month. Faced with such a trauma to his heart, he didn't use his magic power to build his body to save himself.

Soon, Nangong felt the darkness coming on that month, and his consciousness was slowly lost.

'This is what death feels like...'

Nangong sighed softly in his heart that month, but he felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Her delicate and beautiful body like a puppet fell to the ground of nothingness.

After such a long time, Nangong felt the return of consciousness again that month, she opened her eyes in a daze, and slowly got up from the ground.

The memory before suicide came to mind again, she looked down and saw that there was no scar on her flat chest, not even her clothes were damaged.

Even the countless bloody mouths that had been split on his body before had returned to their original appearance.

The obsidian dagger was still thrown under his feet, and the tip of the dagger was stained with blood, which made Nangong Nayue know that everything before was not an illusion.

She did choose to commit suicide, she did die, but she came back to life.

He raised his head again and wanted to look at the terrifying existence, but the stinging eyes caused by staring at that existence made Nangong almost shed tears that month.

She quickly lowered her head and sighed softly.

Even death cannot be chosen by herself, and she is really a living doll now.

Although in the past, friends she knew laughed and said that she was as delicate and cute as a doll, but Nangong never thought that one day she would become a doll.

The Maharaja who claims to master death and darkness can even reverse life and death, which is reasonable after thinking about it.

"No more resistance?"

The terrifying figure spoke in words that didn't have much human emotion.

Nangong restrained her thoughts that month, she is not the kind of person who gives up easily.

"I accept this contract, unknown god!"

This time, Nangong decisively accepted the contract with the other party that month.

Since you can't even choose to commit suicide, then challenge this unknown game and sign a contract with Him to sell your soul.

Anyway, as a witch, she was going to sell her soul. If so, who would not sell her soul to?

What the other party said before is actually not wrong.

Even if she signed a contract with a demon she knew, the content of the contract was nothing more than the witch's wish, and this wish was the capital to maintain the contract.

Looking at the content of the contract now, it seems that the demon contracted with her is even more terrifying, so the power she gains should theoretically be stronger.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that it is not unacceptable.

Nangong thought mockingly that month, at this time she could only comfort herself in this way.

It's just that the difference from the past is that if the contract is violated, only the witch herself will pay the price.

But if she breaks the contract now, the whole world may pay the price.

What worried and feared Nangong most that month was actually her wish.

Only by fulfilling one's own wishes can one win the game.

But her wish is 'peaceful coexistence of humans and demons'. This wish is too grand, it is almost as if she is looking forward to world peace.

At this time of the month, Nangong rarely complained about himself, why did he have such a wish, and the difficulty of fulfilling the wish was too high.

But Nangong Nayue is not a person who gives up lightly, she is resolute and strong in her mind, which is the most beautiful brilliance of her character.

"I will accept your soul, and the contract is hereby established!"

"...the incarnation I created will give you strength, and he will be your guardian, as well as your watcher!"

"If you break the contract, He will cut off your head, and darkness and death will completely descend on the land where you are!"

That indescribable voice was engraved in Nangong Nayue's mind, and then Nangong Nayue felt that his thinking was stretched infinitely, leaving that strange space.

After Nangong disappeared that month, Saigo sitting on the throne lost his false appearance and revealed his true colors.

Feeling the nutrition tirelessly nourishing his growth, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "...Accepting the contract and getting a channel to connect with the world will allow me to obtain the nutrients for growth."

"...And judging from the situation in Nangong that month, the ones who will be favored by my invitation letter should be those with strong desires."

"If that's the case, why did only Nangong accept the invitation that month and the others didn't?"

Saigo was a little puzzled, playing with the soul of Nangong that month with his fingertips, but he couldn't figure out why.

"Forget it, don't think about it if you don't understand it. Now there is a world that provides me with nutrition, and I can't lose it easily."

Thinking of this, Saigo thought along the road signs provided by Nangong that month, and he disappeared completely in the darkness.

...

Xiandumu Aye paced anxiously at the magic circle of the ceremony, she didn't know what went wrong with the ceremony.

At this moment, the magic light was emitted again in the ceremony. She looked nervously with fiery eyes, and was pleasantly surprised to see Nangong's petite figure of that month appearing in the circle of the ceremony again.

"What happened in that month? Has the ceremony been completed? Concubine..."

Xiandumu Aye was about to say something when her long and delicate body trembled.

Because behind Nangong's doll-like beautiful body that month, a terrifying demon formed by pitch-black fire suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Let me introduce myself, I am one of the avatars created by the Maharaja, in charge of the name of 'aging'!"

"...you can call me 'Zarathustra', there was also... the secretary's witch in Nangong that month!"

The demon formed from the black flames was polite and spoke very gentlemanly, but his words were full of malice and joy.