Why was it that when he first borrowed the opponent's power, he was able to walk with the waves and easily set off huge waves of tens of meters?

It turned out that Master Umibo had approved his borrowing of power.

After the belated exchange ended, a blue intermediate contract talisman appeared in front of Huang, and bright red blood immediately stained it, and a murmured chant circulated here:

"The demon from the other side, following my blood, came to this realm and made a pact for eternal life."

This is a reward from the pre-mission of the secret realm Santukawa, and the owner of this secret realm is, needless to say, the legendary big monster, Higanbana!

However, if you want to contact the other party, or even make a contract to borrow her power, then obtaining the title of Thirty-Three Ghosts at Night is the most basic condition for entering the secret realm.

Of course, this is easy to understand. If there is no equivalent power, going there is tantamount to seeking death.

After all, Santuchuan is her domain.

Even Lord Yama, who is in charge of the underworld and commands billions of ghosts, can only live in 'peace' with it.

As the talisman shattered, a faint roar resounded throughout the world.

Where has Huang heard such a sound before?

'Whoa!'

The tide also seemed to be under an inexplicable summons, surging suddenly, and unlike the huge waves controlled by Umibozu, this sudden surging tide seemed to be wrapped in a strong obsession.

"Are you calling me? Mother."

Urgent and excited words rang in my ears, and a small white hand tore through the increasingly turbulent sea curtain, and the channeled monster eagerly came out.

I saw his bare feet, holding a conch in one hand, and his whole body supported by the whale tail hanging to the ground. His eyes were full of hope and excitement.

only........

"You lied to me!"

"You are not my mother!"

His voice suddenly became high-pitched and angry, but due to the constraints of the unknown contract, he could not have other thoughts.

[Transformed Whale]: The undead soul of a young whale that died alone after losing its mother.

The obsession persisted and turned into a monster.

Always looking for her missing mother.

The conch he carries with him is a 'treasure' given to him by his mother, and it is also his last resort to follow his mother's footsteps...

【Mother, where are you?】

When that call filled with obsession rang out, Huang guessed the identity of the other party.

"Human, what do you want to do!"

Hua Whale spoke again, his tone was full of hostility, and the hope in his eyes completely collapsed in a moment.

Because his mother was taken away by those strange human ships!

"I want to borrow your power."

"In exchange, I will help you channel your mother's lingering thoughts."

"After all these years, you should actually know it very well."

"Your mother is no longer here..."

Huang ruthlessly removed the self-suggestion spun by the other party and cruelly pointed out the facts.

After all, allowing it to continue to indulge in such obsessions will only harm itself and some innocent sea people.

That conch has the power to confuse people.

"impossible."

"impossible!"

"Damn Onmyoji, how could my mother be willing to leave me!"

Upon hearing such an answer, the whale immediately roared violently and retorted.

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!!"

"Let me go back, I still want to find my mother."

"Looking for the mother who loves me the most!"

He continued to roar.

Silent tears also flowed out along with the breaking of anger and lies.

Huang did not interrupt Hua Whale's venting, but simply stayed by his side quietly, listening to the other party's grievances and pain.

He could understand this feeling.

Why doesn't he understand?

Just like the day he heard the news of Brother Shisui's death, he recklessly inflicted his anger on the person who made the sound.

but.

Whether it is life or reality, you must always look forward.

"Have you cried enough?"

I don't know how long it took, when the whale's choked sobs and roars became too weak to be heard, and then Huangcai made a sound again.

"Can you really channel your mother's lingering thoughts?"

The little guy raised his cheeks and looked squarely at the human in front of him for the first time.

He is very young.

According to human age calculation, there is nothing wrong with being called a child.

But there was no trace of childishness on the other person's face.

Can such a young existence really help him?

"Well, give me your conch. If she loves you equally deeply and is reluctant to leave you, she will definitely appear."

Huang stretched out his palm.

At the same time, a skill belonging to Miko Kagura was lit up.

[Psychic·Netherworld Butterfly]: By using the things of the deceased's life, the Yin and Yang magic power is used to channel the ghost butterfly in the underworld. If the deceased still has obsessions in the world, the soul will be brought back by the ghost butterfly.

Skill points consumed: 10.

This is an ability that cannot directly increase combat power, and consumes a lot of skill points, but Huang still lights it up without hesitation.

You know, when he faced powerful swords and still had plenty of skill points, he still gave priority to the cheapest Nichirin Sword.

"Mother will never forget me."

"Definitely not!"

"please."

Without a trace of hesitation or hesitation, Huajing was determined and preciously placed the conch in the Onmyoji's hand.

"Um."

"I believe the same."

Taking the conch, Huang responded seriously, and at the same time murmured in his mouth:

"For those of you who still miss this world, please let me listen to your voice..."

"Psychic·Underworld Butterfly."

As soon as the words fell, a slender and narrow space crack was quietly torn open, and through the extremely narrow gap, there seemed to be a white 'belt' stretched across the faint surface.

It seemed like countless souls were queuing up in a long queue.

However, it seems that such a different space cannot be easily ignored. With just a brief glance, these eyes with special blood inheritance boundaries felt stinging.

It’s a tingling sensation comparable to using a kaleidoscope for a long time!

As for the transformed whale, his eyes were already dripping with blood, because he had been staring at the pink butterfly flying out, motionless.

breath!

That butterfly carries the mother's breath!

"Whale, my poor child!"

The moment Mingdie fell into the world, she transformed into a woman. Her cry of grief and eagerness to embrace the transformed whale into her arms moved everyone who saw her...

At the same time, in the underworld, a pair of eyes with endless majesty quietly opened in the void, staring at the tiny gap before.

"Oh, it's really interesting to dare to snatch the soul from my hand."

"Hmph, we will definitely meet again, Onmyoji."
Chapter completed!