I swallowed and killed gods in a strange world

Chapter 152
"Do you know the name of this knife?"

"I know." Makino opened his mouth slightly, hearing the familiar voice next to his ear, Makino smiled deeply.

"It doesn't exist." With murmured indistinct words, Makino couldn't help turning his head to look beside him.

To his surprise, there was no Chen Lan on his right.

After heaving a sigh of relief, Makino turned to look intently at the black knife in his hand.

Suddenly Makino became suspicious.

What are you going to do now?
Why do you want to scrape your hands with a black knife?
It seems that I seem to have forgotten something important.

It seems that my cognition is being changed by some unknown existence.

"What are you thinking?" Chen Lan's voice sounded in Muye's ear again.

Only this time, the source of the sound appeared on the left.

And Makino's left hand, which was dripping with blood, also felt a bit of tenderness.

Taking a closer look, Makino suddenly noticed that Chen Lan, who was wearing a light blue dress, was stroking his left hand with a distressed expression.

Seeing this scene, Makino's head froze for a moment, and he said in surprise, "You're here."

"Can you infuse it with spirit?" Chen Lan asked, looking at Mu Ye with a surprised expression.

"No, not really."

Makino hesitated for a moment, glanced at Hei Dao who was motionless, and then remembered that he was going to infuse Hei Dao with spirit.

What about after the injection?

Why do you want to inject your spirit?

Looking around, Makino was surprised to find that he was no longer in that gymnasium.

It was pitch black all around, and it was impossible to distinguish up, down, left, and right.

"Don't you know how to inject spirits?" Chen Lan ignored Mu Ye's dazed expression, and continued: "If you want to inject spirits, you must first destroy the spirits."

"Mie Ling?" Muye was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Chen Lan, who seemed to be very close to him with a smiling face, but was also very far away.

"This knife has been imbued with spirits since it was created."

"Already injected spirit?" Makino asked with a puzzled expression, startled.

"Except for the first time the person who created it injected spirit into it, no one has ever injected spirit into this knife again."

"During the hundreds of years it has been living in the Chen family, countless awakened people and human beings with strong physiques have instilled spirits into this knife one after another."

"But no one has ever succeeded."

"Everyone who has been contaminated with this knife will encounter disaster, whether it is death or family annihilation, this is the disaster brought by the black knife."

Listening to Chen Lan's eloquent talk about the past of the black knife, Makino looked strange, and picked up the key points in Chen Lan's words.

"You're not Chen Lan!" Makino said coldly.

"Chen Lan is dead." Chen Lan said with a strange expression.

"I know." Makino looked serious, and he had to keep this matter in mind, otherwise the inexplicable situation before would reappear.

"Her death was earlier than you know." Chen Lan approached Makino, with the corners of her lips curled up slightly, exuding the charming smell of a young woman all over her body.

Seeing that she was close at hand, Makino looked like Chen Lan's strange woman, and took a step back involuntarily.

"What do you mean? What is earlier than I know?"

"When she was in Xiping City, she was already dead." Chen Lan pondered her words, and her figure suddenly fluctuated, as if it was condensed with energy, and the fluctuations began to sway.

Already dead in Xiping City?

Makino was stunned when he heard the words, not knowing what to say for a moment.

If Chen Lan had died in Xiping City, then who was the Chen Lan I met in Nanjiang City?
Could it be this one in front of me?
"She contributed her last strength."

"It is also because of her that I was able to complete my own final mission."

"Get this knife into the right hands."

"You mean you've always been the one I've met?" Makino said in disbelief.

"Yes, Chen Lan never existed." The "Chen Lan" in front of Muye approached Muye again.

Seeing Makino who was about to retreat again, she opened her arms and hugged Makino tightly.

Feeling the warmth from the body, Makino froze in place in astonishment.

The confused information made him a little at a loss.

Chen Lan is not Chen Lan, but has always been the "Chen Lan" in front of him.

Get the knife into the right hands.

What kind of correct person am I?
Could it be that he was also arranged like Li Henshui and the others?
Without waiting for Muye to clear his thoughts, "Chen Lan" who hugged Muye tightly raised his head to look at Muye's cheek, and said with emotion: "Inject the spirit."

In the voice of "Chen Lan", Makino felt a sense of relief inexplicably.

The moment her words fell, Makino felt his right hand holding the black knife uncontrollably hold the handle backhandedly, and then lifted it high.

As if he was going to kill himself, he stabbed hard at his chest.

"Pfft!"

The black knife passed through the body of "Chen Lan" and went straight into Makino's heart on the right side of his chest.

There was no sting, and no gushing blood.

The moment the black knife passed through his body, Makino only felt a burst of relief, as if the incomplete part of his body had merged with himself again.

"The years I spent with you are the most happy days in my long life." "Chen Lan" who was hugging Makino tightly said suddenly.

Eyelids drooped slightly, and just as she was about to say goodbye, Makino interrupted her directly: "You are not Chen Lan, you are the spirit of this knife?"

"Yes." Chen Lan replied in a low voice.

"So if I succeeded in injecting the spirit, you will really die?" Makino asked a little uncomfortable looking at the golden runes that began to emerge from Hei Dao Dao's body.

"If you want to inject the spirit, you have to destroy the spirit first." "Chen Lan" seems to have no fear of reaching the real death.

"Then can't I not inject the spirit?" Makino's tone suddenly became anxious.

"Chen Lan" looked at Makino's rapid breathing and flustered eyes, and immediately she smiled like a flower, as if she didn't want to leave a trace of sadness at this last moment.

"You are special, I was already silent in the knife."

"But as soon as you open your eyes, it will appear in front of you."

"Obviously I can't walk"

Before "Chen Lan" finished speaking, he saw Makino's ferocious expression, and his right hand was pulling the black knife out of his heart inch by inch with all his veins exposed.

"It's too late, let's go again." "Chen Lan" said his farewell words in the middle, and his expression suddenly changed.

Just a momentary shock, the expression on her face was occupied by disbelief.

"What's your name?" Makino gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a sound from between his teeth.

The black knife seemed to be glued to his body, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out from his heart.

"Chen Lan", who recovered from the disbelief, squinted her eyes slightly, and said with a smile on her face: "They all call me Zhu E Dao, I like this name very much."

(End of this chapter)