After experiencing real death more than thirty times, Ryunosuke Uryu found himself hitting a bottleneck.

Having killed so many, he had used up almost all the methods of death and torture stored in his mind, and the novelty was gradually wearing off. No matter what kind of prey he tortured, watching them die no longer gave him the same sense of excitement and thrill as before.

I really am a person with a lack of imagination...

The disheartened Ryunosuke Amusei returned to his hometown.

This is a peaceful and ordinary coastal city called Fuyuki.

He decided to retreat to his hometown for a while until he could come up with a more elegant, handsome, and cool way to die before resuming his hunting.

My first day back in my hometown.

After his parents were fast asleep, he secretly went into the warehouse in the backyard.

He hid his first casualty in this dilapidated warehouse, which even his family had abandoned.

After so long, his sister's appearance had completely changed. The only thing that remained unchanged was that she was still in the same place, seemingly waiting for Ryunosuke Uryu to come back and see her.

Meeting his sister, who was no longer able to speak, did not move Ryunosuke much. This level of death had already left him with no interest whatsoever.

Just as he felt he had made a wasted trip and was deeply disappointed, he suddenly noticed a notebook next to his sister.

A very ordinary notebook, which can be found everywhere in stores.

The laptop looked brand new, with hardly any dust on it, as if it had just been placed there recently.

Upon seeing this brand-new notebook, Ryunosuke Uryu's breathing suddenly became rapid.

This urgency did not stem from tension.

His sister was discovered recently.

But they are definitely not his family.

He knew that his boring and cowardly family members would probably call the police as soon as they saw his long-lost sister.

But that didn't happen; those annoying police flies didn't show up here.

In other words, the owner of the notebook was likely someone like him, someone equally obsessed with the art of death, and only in this way could he remain unmoved in the face of such a trivial death.

Ryunosuke Uryu became interested. He picked up the notebook next to his sister, opened it, and began to read it under the moonlight.

Sure enough, there were writings on the notebook.

It was neat Japanese writing, as if it could only be printed by a printer.

But that wasn't some kind of message for him; rather, it left behind a piece of 'knowledge'.

A ritual used for summoning.

The notebook is covered with intricate patterns that, when combined, can form a super cool summoning circle.

However, this was not what he truly cared about.

What he was paying attention to was the effect of this summoning ritual.

"Able to summon demons."

"When this demon appears, it will devour a person's soul."

It devours a person's soul.

Ryunosuke Uryu's eyes lit up.

See, a new way to die has emerged!

To die from having one's soul devoured by a demon... ah... that's the coolest way to die in the world.

Ryunosuke Uryu had no doubt about the authenticity of the summoning ritual recorded in the notebook.

Although the world does indeed harbor many extraordinary things deep within, in the normal world where ordinary people can only see the surface and not access them, most people would only treat such rituals of summoning demons as jokes.

But Ryunosuke Uryu clearly doesn't belong to this group of ordinary people.

He decided to try it, wanting to witness this cool way of dying.

However, replicating the magic circle left on the notebook is obviously not easy.

It requires various metal materials, as well as a lot of animal blood.

Metal materials take some time to collect, but obtaining animal blood, which is the main component, is extremely easy.

When people talk about themselves, they often separate themselves from animals. When talking about animals, most people probably think of pets like cats and dogs, or livestock like pigs, cows, and sheep.

Ryunosuke Uryu's first thought was of humanity itself.

Soon, Ryunosuke Uryu began the process of collecting metals while simultaneously capturing animal blood.

A week later, in the abandoned factory, Ryunosuke Uryu had completed the magic circle recorded in his notebook.

The metal ore is ground into powder and mixed into the blood to form a special pigment. You can then use this pigment to draw the pictures in the notebook.

It's that simple.

Lying on the ground beside him was a girl with her hands and feet bound and her mouth gagged, wearing a single ponytail.

This girl was captured by him and was to be offered as a sacrifice to the demon.

I heard she's the daughter of a local gangster.

Chapter 102 As You Wish

Fujimura Taiga now feels nothing but deep regret.

This regret is not because she refused the bodyguard her grandfather arranged for her, which led to her current kidnapping.

Her regret stemmed from the bingo lottery machine she played yesterday.

The two may seem unrelated, but they are actually closely connected.

Luck is an elusive thing, but it was a real thing for Fujimura Taiga.

From simple things like encountering a difficult question on a test and always getting the correct answer by randomly selecting a number, to serious matters like being unharmed in a car accident where everyone else is injured, she remains completely unscathed.

She really loved the life-size tiger plush toy that was the jackpot when she played the bingo machine yesterday. So she secretly vowed to use three days of luck to try and win it.

In fact, luck was on her side as always, and she actually won the top prize, the golden marble, and received the tiger plush toy.

However, while luck was on her side, it seemed as if the goddess of fortune had heard her curse and took away her good fortune, bringing misfortune upon her instead.

Who would have thought that someone walking alone at night could be suddenly attacked and knocked unconscious by a madman?

When she woke up again, she found herself in this unfamiliar abandoned warehouse with her hands and feet bound and her mouth gagged.

And the mastermind behind all of this was this madman with dyed blond hair and a purple shirt...

Fujimura Taiga immediately recognized the difference between this madman and ordinary people. To be precise, she detected it with her extraordinary sense of smell.

This madman exuded a deep, bloody aura.

This bloody smell was something Fujimura Taiga had only ever encountered on the top henchmen of his own Fujimura group.

But compared to the thugs under his old man's command, the madman's bloody stench was far stronger and more disgusting.

This guy has definitely killed people, and he's killed a lot of people.

Fujimura Taiga couldn't help but think of the serial killer who had been roaming the entire country.

She was very lucky... no, she was really unlucky to have run into this.

The killer was holding a black notebook and scribbling something on the ground in a frenzied manner.

Even though Fujimura Taiga is currently lying on the ground, he can still see a corner of the intricate pattern.

This reminded her of the plot of her favorite horror movie.

Who will save me!

Fujimura Taiga couldn't help but shout, but with his mouth gagged, his shouts turned into muffled sobs.

If you're lucky enough to be rescued tonight, I'd be willing to sacrifice a month, no, a year's worth of luck.

...................

Ryunosuke Uryu did not respond to Taiga Fujimura's sobs behind him; he was engrossed in the artwork in front of him.

The silver pattern had already been outlined in front of him.

An abandoned warehouse, a full moon, and a magic circle constructed from blood.

The style of this black mass immediately revitalized Ryunosuke Uryu's stagnant mood, as if his past passion had been rediscovered.

He discovered a completely new perspective on experiencing death.

sense of ceremony.

Anything that is called death must be accompanied by a sense of ritual.

Why didn't he think of this before?

To hastily kill prey just to listen to their cries is too disrespectful; it's practically a desecration of death.

The person who left this notebook must be a rare genius and master in the art of death.

I really want to play and chat with him!

Ryunosuke Uryu thought to himself.

Find him, and then use the best ritual to let him experience the death he has been seeking.

In short, he really liked this style of Black Mass, and regardless of whether he could successfully summon the demon, Ryunosuke Uryuu decided to continue following this style.

The snow-white moonlight streamed in through the wide-open warehouse door, and the dark red magic circle reflected the moonlight, making it appear incredibly beautiful.

Ryunosuke Uryu casually tossed the remaining paint aside and turned to look at Taiga Fujimura lying on the ground.

In fact, Ryunosuke Uryu was always watching his prey's reaction to the gift he was about to give to the devil.

This teenage girl with a single ponytail was unlike the girls he had hunted before; she didn't cry or even lose control of her bladder and bowels from fright.

The girl did express anxiety, but after her anxiety subsided, she would drift into a daze.

After spacing out, I'll fall into anxiety again.

There was a struggle, but the real sense of despair was not shown.

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