232 Is this some kind of cult ritual?

"It's hopeless, but this corpse is a bit of an eyesore, you may think so," The boy said with a smile as he watched death in front of everyone, seeing the vague anger and resentment on the faces of these men.

boom--

The flames ignited out of thin air, without affecting the surroundings of the room, and melted the corpse in an instant.

Kotone's small mouth hung open in shock.

The men who witnessed the burning had expressions of disbelief that gradually turned into stupor, and then horror and fear.

Their legs shook uncontrollably.

"How can this be..."

"Could it be—"

"It's God, it's Kami!" Looking at the corpse that had turned to ashes, several men shouted in horror, "Only God can..."

"Impossible! This is impossible... There is no God in the world! I don't believe it!"

"He is not a god, he is a devil, a devil!!"

What ability is this?

Mu Kun... is he really a god?

The girl in his arms raised her head slightly and looked at his face.

"Rather than a god, I prefer being called a devil," Mu Xiaoxiao hugged the woman and sat comfortably on the window sill, "It's very accurate. Since I am a devil, you should be prepared, right?"

He let out a sinister laugh, "The price of provoking the devil——"

Mu Xiaoxiao narrowed his eyes, glanced around the frightened men, and untied one of them.

When he saw the man slumped there without moving, he curled his lips and stretched out his hand.

The props were generated and activated, and a samurai sword was forged in the light and thrown over.

Clang——

"I'm actually quite curious about your ritual of seppuku and all that. Why don't you give us a show, perform it for us?"

"You... you..."

"What about the spirit of Bushido? It's just a belly cut. It seems you are more cowardly than I thought."

The boy's smile looked a little evil in the moonlight, "Let's do it this way. I won't force it."

"If you don't dare, you can try another method. For example, if you do seppuku a little lower, you can cut an egg to apologize.

I don't mind a 'testicle apology'

You can choose one."

"..."

Are you a devil?!

The man bent down and slowly picked up the sword.

His face in the darkness was twisted and ferocious.

He could not accept seppuku or egg-cutting.

The moment his crazy brain made him feel the cold touch of the murder weapon, he rushed forward and swung the sword.

The cold gleam of the blade shimmered under the moonlight—

"Hiss—!"

The next second, his eyes widened, and he looked at the blade held between his fingertips in horror, feeling demented.

"It seems that coercion and intimidation are of no use," the boy in front snapped his fingers, the scientific prop ring on his finger flashed, and the skill [Body Control] was activated again.

This skill was really useful, especially against ordinary people like this.

"Let's skip the small talk then. Before the performance, answer my question!" Mu Xiaoxiao's expression turned serious, "What did you mean earlier by 'the protection of the gods'? What's that about?"

"No, I don't know," several men found in fear that they could not control their mouths. "This is, it is a legend that has been circulated in the village for many years... Shinohara, Mr. Shinohara once mentioned it."

"The Kamishiro family has received help from the gods. To be precise, the women of the Kamishiro family have received the protection of the gods. It is said that they have been blessed by the gods and even favored by the gods. Therefore, more and more people covet them, but... no one has been successful."

"...Of course, these are just legends, and we don't know the actual truth behind them."

Hearing this, the boy frowned and looked down at the girl in his arms.

Kamishiro Kotone was equally confused, "I, I don't know... Mother, she didn't tell me."

The young lady was dumbfounded.

Was there such a rumor?

Why hadn't she heard anything about it?

"It's almost like an urban legend." Mu Xiaoxiao thought it was possible.

After all, this world was not an ordinary world.

However, ever since he came to this small town, he had never felt the existence of anything surreal at all.

Unless that guy is really a 'god,' much stronger than him.

Wait a minute, that's not right.

If it is said that no one can occupy them.

Why is he... fine?

After all, he has done everything that could be done for a whole night, but nothing happened to him or her.

What boon, what curse, he didn't feel anything at all..

Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't understand.

Does that man named Shinohara know the inside story?

Or does Mrs. Saya from the Kamishiro family know?

But it seemed things weren't that simple here.

How interesting...

"Then why can I have a substantial relationship with Miss Kotone, or am I also protected by God?"

Mu Xiaoxiao's words caused the girl in his embrace to blush, and she attempted to break free.

However, he held her tightly.

Kamishiro Kotone moved her lips, but the intensity of her struggle eventually became smaller and smaller, and her cheeks became increasingly hot.

"But it doesn't matter if it's true or not because you are destined to be in vain. The women of the Kamishiro family are just an unreachable dream for you, but I was the first to get there, ha!"

An uncontrollable smile appeared, eventually turning into laughter.

Mu Xiaoxiao opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue, laughing wildly.

While laughing, he also pinched the chin of the girl in his arms, looking as arrogant as possible. So, who is the villain?

Miss Kotone's expression was quite subtle, and she felt like she was being taken over by a bad guy...

It's just for some reason, she couldn't explain, she didn't feel disgusted or repelled by it.

In fact, there was an unusual sensation that she couldn't quite put her finger on.

Of course, she wasn't the only one feeling a variety of emotions.

Even the men, who were in a pretty critical situation, couldn't help but turn red after hearing his words, staring at Mu Xiaoxiao and the beautiful long-haired girl with bloodshot and terrifying eyes.

"It's time to get down to business... Give me, no, give those people, including that man named Shinohara, a performance,"

Mu Xiaoxiao made a gesture of invitation with a smile that was eerily sinister and chilling, exuding a trace of bloodthirst.

"What are you going to do?!"

Oh well...

The quiet town suddenly became noisy at night, and the people sleeping were all awakened.

Except for a small number of people who could see what was happening outside, most people could only hear sounds.

And everyone who could hear them couldn't help but tremble, let's not mention those who could see.

Those were not some heart-wrenching screams but rather slightly mad, eerie noises that tore through the long night, echoing over the town.

"No-!! Stop it!"

"Devil! He is the devil!!!"

"We can't escape, and neither can you!! Everyone will die, all must die, all of them!"

"Ahahahaha! Ahahahahaha!!"

"Long live the Emperor!!!"

Pfft——

Pfft——

Pfft——

While shouting wildly, they lined up and performed what is known as "Between the legs Seppuku" or "cutting eggs to commit suicide" under the moonlight.

The scary faces as pale as paper, the incoherent hoarse screams, and the vicious and bloody self-mutilation behavior, without any hint of hesitation, everything merged together under the midnight, creating a scene that was both thrilling and terrifying.

They all went mad..

Was this some kind of cult live ritual?

Even in death, it was impossible to tell if these men were crying or laughing.

There were expressions of terror, madness, fear, despair... intertwined together, which looked strange and infiltrating.

Blood slowly flowed out... corpses piled up there.

Shining under the deep moonlight, this scene was full of evil and ominousness, causing the villagers who witnessed this scene to shiver, and even those who did not see it, the mere sound of madness was enough to make them lose sleep.

"A beautiful performance,"

Mu Xiaoxiao stood by the window and clapped his hands, "Actually, being a cult leader is quite interesting. Hey, I don't know what Mr. Shinohara would think of this, but it's a pity that he couldn't witness this scene with his own eyes. "

It doesn't matter, there will be many opportunities.

Of course, he would be a participant rather than the viewer.

"Mu, Mu kun..."

'I almost forgot, there is another scared person here.'