I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Hearing Hongye's words, the last bit of doubt in Lu Jian's heart was also resolved.

On this island full of monsters, it only takes half a day to be eroded by pollution. Even the priest of Wajima Shrine was killed silently. Everyone except himself has become a monster. Why is there only Hongye? People are safe and sound.

Even if she was a former candidate for the Son of God, why there is no slight difference when Lu Jian has been greatly affected.

Of course, these can be explained by Hongye's extraordinary talent and special physique.

But Lu Jian now knows that this is because the Miko Miko who rules Utashima is Hongye.

"A hundred years ago, there was a candidate for the Son of God who came to Utashima and became the priest of the Wajima Shrine here, responsible for purifying the filth."

"However, she didn't expect that this island has long been polluted. Except for her, the people on the island have been eroded by the fog of uncertainty and turned into monsters."

"That priestess was so gentle that she tried to save these irrational monsters, but what I didn't expect was that the real target of the fog of uncertainty was this priestess who was the closest to the Son of God."

Hongye's expression was gloomy, and even the unextinguished Jinghuo couldn't make her face bright again.

"I think you can imagine the final result. The witch was killed by the people she wanted to protect, and she sacrificed her soul to the filth. The filth did not completely swallow her, but eroded its pollution and became its own spokesperson. , that is the Miko Miko."

"and you......"

Green grass grew on Lu Lian's body, and under the increasing temperature caused by the flames, the ends of those plants gradually became scorched black and withered.

The island will continue to burn for a month, and it will not be completely submerged in water until about fifty days later. At the same time, the net fire will continue to spread and spread in the water until a few years later, the seabed here will Turned into total hell.

"Do you know that the most essential influence of the fog of uncertainty on people is hallucinations?"

Hongye said in a deep voice.

"This island, this festival, is itself a dream. The Uncertain Mist uses the power of the Witch Witch to attract ships, lure them to land on the island, participate in the festival, and finally assimilate them into monsters, and those who have a deep understanding of the world, Inspired poets, artists, painters are attracted to Utashima."

"Over time,

The poetry festival has become the legend of Hejima, a real festival. "

Hearing Hongye's words, Lu Yi roughly understood what he had experienced.

I am afraid that both Tachibana Masamune and Yinping are artists who have been killed in Utashima. They have become real monsters, integrated with the whole island, and deceived other visiting artists.

And Wan Ye was an artist who climbed the island before Lu Jian.

This also explains why Tachibana Masamune and Yinping have alienated in just half a day, while Lu Lian is safe and sound. This is not because of Lu Lian's [photosynthesis], but because it takes a while for the island to erode people.

"So, you want me to end this?"

Lu Jian looked at Hongye.

It is difficult for him to describe the state of Hongye now.

She used to be a priestess who was close to the Son of God, but she was eroded by filth and alienated into a monster. For a hundred years, the Poetry Festival in Utashima must have attracted many artists who were inspired.

She would have been in a daze like this, like a marionette on stage, like Utashima's Joruri doll.

But by a certain coincidence, she gave birth to a ray of will, which turned into the red leaf in front of Lu Jian, and landed with her on the island.

Maybe Hongye has repeated similar actions many times over the years.

She hoped that someone could come and redeem the souls of the entire island.

However, going back and forth like this, Hongye could only watch those fellow travelers become monsters and puppets one by one.

Until, Lu Jian appeared.

"I was originally a filth, and maybe it was only the little obsession of that witch that made me pretend to be a good person who wanted to save the island like this, so I could feel at ease."

Hongye said with a bitter expression.

"Now, it's just returning to the essence in this pure fire."

Lu Juan saw that Hong Ye came to him, put his hands on Lu Juan's chest, some kind of warm, warm and comfortable power poured into his body, repairing Lu Juan's damaged and bleeding internal organs, Burned chapped skin heals.

His consciousness became clearer.

Obviously, the island will eventually sink under the burning of the net fire, and Hongye may not be able to escape her fate.

This was the doomed ending at the very beginning of the mission, or when Momiji became Miko Miko.

She once said that she wanted to become the Son of God, not for power or power, but just to protect the world, just like the Son of God in the past saved herself.

The fog of uncertainty distorts this wish, causing Hongye to be sent into the abyss by the people she protects, and harming countless people she wants to protect.

Such distortions are more frightening than physical or mental damage.

"Haven't you ever thought that there might be some way to restore you to normal and continue to live? For example, ask the Son of God for help. Since you can turn Wanye into a normal person, can a more powerful Son of God be able to do it too?" to something like that?"

Lu Jian asked one last question, he didn't know how powerful the world had reached.

Hongye shook her head.

"I have been completely polluted. As long as I am still alive, it will pollute the surroundings. If it is the son of God, he will definitely kill me."

Lu Jian was silent for a moment.

So far, there is only one thing he can do.

Let Hongye die as a human, at least in the end.

Die not with the filth that harms the world, but with the shrine maiden who destroys the filth.

He stood up and looked at Hongye who was kneeling on the ground.

"I have another wish. I hope that you will have the opportunity to bury my ashes under the cherry blossom tree at Hejima Taisha. All the priestesses who were candidates for the Son of God will scatter their ashes there after they pass away."

Hongye said calmly, not as if she was explaining the funeral, but more like gossiping about family affairs, planning the next travel destination.

"I try my best."

Lu Jian doesn't know if he will have the chance to come to Hedao again in the future, whether he will have the chance to go to the real Hedao Taisha, but at least for now, he must agree to this agreement.

"correct."

Hongye suddenly thought of something again and chuckled lightly.

"The song you said last time that can bring good luck, can you listen to it again."

Lu Jian was taken aback.

He thought for a while, and a silver [last word] materialized in his hand.

Immediately, the words "Good Luck Comes" were ejected and hit Hongye.

"It turns out that the melody is like this..."

Hongye sighed and closed her eyes.

Lu Jian raised the crowbar, and killed Hongye in the most precise and sure way that would hardly make her feel pain.

The net fire covered her body, and a crimson crystal was twisted and entangled, forming the system's cold words.

[Survive until the end of the Poetry Festival: 1/1]

【The task has been completed】

【Is it coming back? 】

【whether】

When he clicked [Yes], all the flames around Lu Jian suddenly rose and enveloped him.

[The task has been completed, and now returns]

【3...2...1...】

In the flames, Lu Jian seemed to see a black-haired witch in white clothes and a scarlet hakama.

She smiled like a flower in the eternal pure fire, and in her mouth, she chanted songs from ancient times.

"Youyou is God's agent, I have never heard of it, the maple is dyed on the Longtian River, and the gurgling water is deep..."

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