After saying this, the silver-haired boy chuckled and disappeared into the black mist.
Something flashed in Seiji's eyes.
"Brother …" Little Shi looked towards him.
"The more people you kill, the more powerful the so-called Sin Activation will be, and the more difficult it will be to endure … This will definitely include us," Seiji explained as he touched the mask on his face.
"If we do as he says, our masks will be activated in the end, and we'll probably end up in a terrible situation.
But even so, I'll still choose to kill everyone else in order to save them — that's what he wants to see me do.
"But he was wrong."
I'm not noble enough to sacrifice myself and my companions to save others.
Besides, following the enemy's words and sacrificing yourself to save others is the stupidest thing in the world! "
The most important thing was to think. He needed to figure out what he should do by himself.
"No matter how this dream was created, it's still a dream," Seiji stated calmly.
"All the so-called players are dreaming. Making them quit the game is actually the same as making them wake up.
And this isn't something that can only be accomplished by killing them according to the game's settings. It should also be possible to stimulate their minds or souls sufficiently … "
"Right, Yomi?" Seiji asked the female spirit.
Yomi chuckled lightly.
"Correct answer. Excellent idea," she praised.
"I've only learned a single soul attack spell. Just this spell alone won't be enough. I'll need your help," Seiji requested.
He had only recently started learning about the soul, so he hadn't learned much yet. He had only barely managed to learn [Beginner-level Soul Shock].
This spell hadn't been useful in the Bloodwine Ritual tournament, but it could be used here. However, it probably wouldn't be able to stimulate the players enough.
"Rather than having me help you, why don't you let Shinobu-chan use her powers?" Yomi suggested.
"Shinobu-chan?" Seiji paused in surprise.
"Although she's still quite weak, this is a dream. She'll be able to use her powers with the support of your Mana. She'll be perfect as an activity."
"Is that really alright? Won't it cause damage to her? "
"There's some risk, but it's worth it. It's just like how a human child needs to take the risk of falling down to learn how to walk."
"I see … Then how should I do it?"
Yomi explained the method.
After Seiji understood, he communicated with Shinobu. She was filled with motivation to help her master.
…
Isamu Seima felt an urge to rush over when he saw the crow-masked person.
He believed that the crow-man was the organizer or one of the organizers of this killing game, and he wanted to ask the crow-man how to get out of this game!
But would he be able to get the answer just by pointing a gun at him?
Impossible … The crow-men were equivalent to the game's administrators. Even if a player wielded the game's strongest weapon, it was impossible for them to threaten the administrators! On the contrary, it might cause a great disaster.
This thought made him hesitate, and he did not put his impulse into action.
The crow-masked man was talking to one of the two strong players, the anger-masked man. Isamu wasn't able to hear the specifics, but it didn't seem to be about the game's introduction.
Then, a man with a wolf mask appeared and shot at the two players with an assault rifle. Then, a black fog appeared and turned into a giant claw that grabbed the man with the wolf mask!
This was the power of the Crow People.
If he could easily subdue a player with an assault rifle, there was no need to even mention a player with a pistol.
Isamu was glad that he didn't rush over. However, the next second, black mist appeared around him as well!
Just as he reacted, he was grabbed by the giant claw and plunged into darkness!
Isamu was unable to move at all. He couldn't even make a sound. Yet, he was still miraculously able to breathe and hear faint sounds.
Would he be crushed to death?
He had never experienced such a method of death before. If he wanted to die, he should hurry up.
Isamu silently waited for his death.
After a while, he suddenly felt a headache. It was as if something cold and deep was forcefully injected into his brain through his mask. It was as if countless cold needles were piercing into his brain. It was incredibly painful!
Isamu desperately struggled, and his consciousness became hazy. He saw many scattered and complicated scenes, heard ear-piercing noises, and smelled the sticky stench of blood …
He was going to die.
He wasn't going to die in the game. He was going to die for real!
Isamu was no longer able to think. However, his survival instincts told him that if he just fell into the darkness like this, he would never be able to return.
'No, no, no, no, ahhhhh!!!
I still have several interesting games that I haven't finished yet! I still have a new game that I'm looking forward to playing! I still haven't returned the game I borrowed from my friend! I still haven't confessed to the girl I like! I still haven't been filial to my parents! I don't want to die don't want to die don't want to die don't want to die …
Isamu's desire to live transformed into a powerful will to survive. This helped him to maintain his mental state.
Isamu's pain level increased even further. However, this actually helped him become more clear-headed. He was like a drowning person desperately struggling on the surface of a rainstorm, fighting for every breath he had to survive.
Then, the pain gradually lessened.
Isamu's vision gradually returned to normal. The noises in his ears disappeared, and the stench of blood disappeared as well.
He finally regained consciousness.
"What exactly happened …" Isamu muttered to himself as he experienced a strange sensation.
This sensation told him that he had obtained extraordinary power!
However, this power wasn't very strong yet. He would need to accumulate it by killing others in order to become stronger.
'Then, I'll go kill some people!!'
Isamu suddenly felt an urge to go on a killing spree. But right after that, he saw two players …
The angry demon masked man and the strange-smiling masked woman.
Isamu was rendered speechless.
The angry demon masked man raised his hand as if he was about to attack.
"I surrender!"
Isamu decisively shouted as he raised his hands.
The angry demon masked man — Seiji — suddenly stopped in his tracks upon seeing this.
"Surrender?"
"Yes, I surrender. If you want my weapon, you can take it. "Isamu handed over his handgun." Can we talk? "
Isamu's urge to kill instantly cooled down when he suddenly faced these two powerful individuals. He instantly regained his calm.
For a rational player, the most important thing would be to talk, not fight.
"Of course we can talk." Seiji was more than happy to talk to someone who didn't go berserk.
Soul Society's information stated that most ordinary people who were dragged into a strange dream would enter a berserk state. Their desire to kill would skyrocket, and they would be unable to talk or think rationally. Only an extremely small minority would be able to maintain their normal state.
Even Spiritual Ability users would be affected. Only those who were strong enough or had a firm will would be able to maintain their calm.
"I just saw you talking to the crow-masked person. Could I ask what you said?" Isamu asked.
The crow-masked person was obviously referring to Kamitani.
"They said some unpleasant things … Simply speaking, the more people you kill here, the more dangerous it will be." Seiji looked directly at Isamu. "Do you like playing this game?"
"I don't! I mysteriously entered this damned place several times already. I don't know how to escape this nightmare. "Isamu sighed." Do you know? "
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