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The so-called Book of Shadows was originally a forbidden book in order to record the dark history of the Middle Ages - the witch hunting in the Middle Ages.
Most of the people suspected of being witches are innocent, but there are still a small number of people who are truly capable of using magic.
Because witch hunting was too cruel, most people who had abilities but were not disgusting were also executed.
The remaining people with special abilities can only hide their abilities and live ordinary lives.
After the witch hunts subsided, the people with special abilities found that because the memory of the previous killings was too deep, although they had blood inheritance, their abilities were getting weaker and weaker. Not wanting to lose their abilities, they began to study the inheritance of magic power that did not rely on blood. As a result of their research...
The taboo called the Book of Shadows was born.
This book, which has been in the hands of countless people with special abilities, contains countless terrifying magics. The places where the evil spells are recorded are annotated in Japanese, including spells that can send the living to the kingdom of the dead and spells that can resurrect the dead.
However, due to its nature, any spell will be realized in the worst possible form.
His eyes flashed, and Sakurai's gaze fixed on the center of the room, where was placed an old dark brown leather book.
The face on the title page of the ancient book seemed to have been ripped off someone's face. At first glance, Sakurai could even feel the materialized resentment and hatred towards the living.
Bloody, brutal, bad, evil, horrible...
All kinds of negative emotions are entangled in the book.
It seemed like something was whispering in my ears.
It is telling Sakurai that as long as he picks up the Book of Shadows, he can get everything.
Be it money, beauty, or even unrivaled power, everything is within reach.
"It's exactly what I thought."
After saying this, Sakurai moved.
He held out his hand toward the Book of Shadows.
At the same time, the fluctuations in the air became stronger and stronger.
Some kind of existence was like a snickering child covering his mouth, watching all this with a smile and anticipation.
The next moment...
A sharp wail sounded.
He raised his hand, and a scarlet dagger pierced through the Book of Shadows.
"I'm sorry, I've seen a lot of people like you."
The moment those cold words fell, Sakurai picked up the Book of Shadows and left the room.
104. It is Sachiko Shinozaki, it is Sachi Shinozaki, and it is also Nirvana
There was a sound of something collapsing behind him, but Sakurai didn't care at all and when his left foot landed on the ground, he had already returned to Tenjin Elementary School.
The familiar smell of decay rushed into his nostrils, and Sakurai, who was slightly accustomed to it, just rubbed his temples.
Looking around, he found that he was now in the classroom with children's graffiti on the blackboard where he appeared after being teleported by Shinozaki Sachiko.
If nothing unexpected happens, this is probably the only place in Tianshen Elementary School that shows kindness towards him.
Sakurai turned around and walked to the lockers at the back of the classroom.
Staring at the locker with traces of fire burns, Sakurai reached out to open the locker. As expected, the cleaning utensils that had long been broken came into view, and the bodies of the man and woman who were hugging each other tightly had disappeared.
"I hope you won't have to experience pain in the other world."
"farewell."
After leaving these words, Sakurai waved his hand and closed the locker.
Just before leaving the classroom, I could vaguely hear the voices of a man and a woman expressing their gratitude.
Maybe it was an illusion. How could a deceased person thank him?
Shaking his head, Sakurai, who has always taken "The dead cannot be resurrected" as his motto, thought so.
Tenjin Elementary School is even more dilapidated than before.
It is covered with rust and bears the marks of years of baptism.
The rotten and dilapidated smell almost hit his nose.
It smells terrible.
I really have had enough.
This was Sakurai's first feeling after arriving at the corridor.
At this moment, Sakurai heard the sound of bells ringing.
The sound of bells...?
If I remember correctly, the only place with a clock in Tenjin Elementary School is here.
With a sigh, Sakurai came to the end of the corridor on the second floor.
The golden flames in his eyes kept flickering.
Sakurai came to the pendulum.
The clock fixed at 7 o'clock is clearly visible.
In the mirror, Sakurai's reflection was looming.
The only difference is probably that the Sakurai in the mirror has blue skin.
It's like...
It's like a supernatural thing.
The reflection with a weird smile gradually tore its mouth apart, and faced Sakurai outside the mirror, opening its mouth wide...
Bit it off.
Then...
He bit into the scarlet dagger that was flashing with fire.
A shrill wailing sound was heard, and Sakurai in the mirror turned into a pile of ashes and disappeared.
Staring at the half-palm-sized fragment of mirror in the ashes, Sakurai fell into deep thought.
After hesitating for a while, he put the fragments into his mouth and started chewing.
Well, as expected, no effect.
It's like not having eaten it at all.
Is my experience bar full?
It's really amazing...
One thing that is lost!
He sighed silently, and the Fang of the God of Wilderness in his hand flew out in a circle.
Then, as expected, it stabbed something.
Sakurai turned around slowly, and the entire ghost of Sachiko Shinozaki was embedded in the wall.
The fang of the wild god pierced through her forehead, and black liquid flowed out from the wound on her forehead that was burned and changed color in an instant and fell to the ground.
The ground was corroded into hideous pits one after another.
Sachiko Shinozaki opened her mouth wide, as if she couldn't believe that she was killed instantly as soon as she appeared on the stage. Her wide-open eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.
She grabbed the Aragami tooth and pulled it out from her head, ignoring the sizzling sound and the white smoke flowing out of her palm. She freed herself and stared at Sakurai.
"Hand it over..."
"Hand it over!!!"
Staring at Sakurai, Shinozaki Sachiko's words were dark and full of coldness.
A fishy smell hit her in the face, and Sachiko Shinozaki, with her hair fluttering in the wind, looked as terrifying as a demon from hell.
"If you don't tell me, how can I know what you want?"
"Shinozaki Sachiko, perhaps, should I call you Shinozaki Sachi or Nirvana?"
As he spoke, Sakurai took out the Book of Shadows from his shoulder bag and waved it in front of Shinozaki Sachiko.
The marks on the paper caused by the dagger were clearly reflected in Shinozaki Sachiko's eyes.
"How dare you..."
"How dare you!!!"
I don’t know if it was because he saw the damaged Book of Shadows or because his real name was revealed.
Sachiko Shinozaki let out a shrill wail like a banshee from hell.
Shinozaki Sachiko used her hands and feet to fly towards Sakurai at an extremely fast speed.
In response, Sakurai simply took half a step back.
Bend your knees, raise your head, twist your waist, and then do a spinning kick.
The whole process was completed in one go.
He kicked Shinozaki Sachiko in the abdomen with all his strength, causing her to fly out at an even faster speed.
"Want it?"
"Then come and get it yourself."
Sakurai pointed his finger above his head and said as he put the Book of Shadows back into his shoulder bag.
Returning to the original starting point, the body kept twitching on the wall.
A large amount of black blood exploded in a spider web shape.
At first glance, Sachiko Shinozaki looked like a mosquito that had been slapped to death.
"How dare you..."
"How dare you..."