Bizarre Honkai, a Wife-Chasing Crematorium

Within these thirty minutes, Li Mo had to organize all the information he had and clarify his thoughts, to come up with a more accurate hypothesis.

The reactions of the others told Li Mo that they hadn't felt the time accelerate.

And before he entered the infirmary, the humidity, temperature, and sky color hadn't changed at all.

This meant that time had been flowing normally before he entered the infirmary.

So, time had accelerated after he entered the infirmary.

The only thing that could be considered bizarre in the infirmary were those old, yellowed diary pages.

Combining the concept of time, only the Herrscher of the End, Kiana, could have done something like this.

When Bizarre Kiana descended into reality, she had caused the surrounding spacetime to warp, creating some unknown changes.

This was the most reasonable explanation Li Mo could think of.

...No, it wasn't that simple.

Behind the simple actions of the bizarre, there was often a hidden purpose.

The flow of time on the diary pages also went from slow to fast. Although the time span in reality wasn't as exaggerated, the flow of time was likely from slow to fast as well.

She was trying to assimilate the entire spacetime, pulling reality into her spacetime.

Li Mo also thought of Bizarre Kiana's actions before. The purpose of these actions all pointed to reality.

Bizarre Kiana was trying to warp spacetime to descend into reality.

"This is such a headache. As expected, bizarre entities of this level aren't something I can deal with. Ultimate bizarre entities still have to be left to that pink, chubby, idiot, fickle old hag to deal with."

Li Mo said with an expressionless face. The confrontation between gods had nothing to do with him.

But he was somewhat curious as to whether the Herrscher of the End bizarre entity was superior, or if the Goddess Herrscher was equally as strong.

If Ellie lost, everyone would face a team wipe HE, a hellish end.

Hellish End, the kind where everyone died neatly, leaving no ashes behind.

"There's still some time left. Let's think about the details of the mourning ritual."

Li Mo came back to his senses, not forgetting what the main event was for tonight.

Mourning was just when the deceased's acquaintances would come to the funeral to comfort the family and see the deceased off on their final journey.

But there were no living people in St. Freya Academy, and there were no acquaintances of Li Mo in this world. The ones he knew were in other parallel worlds.

Coincidentally, it was his own corpse lying in the coffin, so who would come to mourn him?

To put it bluntly, Li Mo didn't think that even ghosts would come. After all, the Li Mo in the coffin had no connection with them.

What would they come to mourn for? To eat at the feast?

...To eat at the feast?

...Oh no...

Li Mo suddenly had a bad premonition. There was no food in the auditorium that could be offered to the ghosts. The food that had been collected during the day was for the living.

The dead and the living were different. They didn't eat to satisfy their hunger, but according to some kind of rule.

So, in this auditorium that they couldn't leave, what would the food be?

The auditorium was empty, and there weren't many things that could come into direct contact with the bizarre entities.

The answer was obvious: it was all the living people in the auditorium.

Li Mo frowned slightly. He wasn't sure what he should do on the fourth day.

If it was just simply mourning, then he and the rest of the people just needed to quietly watch from the side.

It would be best if no ghosts entered. If ghosts did enter, it wouldn't matter, because the mourning process was solemn and dignified. The grave incense burning so brightly also indicated this. The ghosts wouldn't attack them.

But if it wasn't just mourning, if there was a feast after the mourning...

Then, without a doubt, the living people in the auditorium would be their food.

At that time, the auditorium and the grave incense would no longer be able to protect them. It would even become a slaughterhouse, and everyone would be fish on the chopping block.

With a massive number of bizarre entities surrounding them, Li Mo's current condition, plus the students without any fighting ability, there was no possibility of survival.

Thinking of this, Li Mo once again shifted his gaze to Shigure Kira.

She was the only person here who could briefly contend with the head ghosts. As long as he helped Shigure Kira grasp the force of her attacks, then it might not be impossible to resist the head ghost swarm's attack.

Although it wouldn't last long, as long as they could buy some time, Li Mo could find some opportunities to cause conflict or use some extreme methods to deal with it.

The reason why Shigure Kira had used all her strength to barely cut a head in half wasn't because the head had a high defense. The head ghost's skulls were only slightly harder than a living person's skull.

Li Mo had discovered this outside the broadcast room's hallway, through Bizarre Kiana's absolute spacetime. He himself could also blow a head apart if he controlled the force well.

The fact that a single slash barely cut a head in half was because the force that Shigure Kira added was too great, which caused the head ghost to constantly revive to offset the attack.

Until the power of the attack was reduced to the point where it was just enough to cut it in half, but not enough to determine it as dead.

In other words, Shigure Kira didn't need to use brute force. As long as she concentrated, maximized her attack frequency, and controlled the force well, she could cut each and every head that came at her in half, making them temporarily lose their ability to move.

This would give Li Mo a lot of room to maneuver. He could even separate the severed heads far away so that even if they revived, it would take half a day.

"...I found out too late. What a pity."

Right now, Li Mo could only see that Shigure Kira's life was like a leaf falling in the wind, swaying so much that at one point, Li Mo thought that she had already died.

There was such a large chunk missing from her neck that a normal person would have already died. The only reason she was still alive was because her stigmata was barely keeping her alive.

So he couldn't expect Shigure Kira to keep fighting.

The burden of everything ultimately fell on his own shoulders.

"I can't die again. The bizarre entities inside me are affecting me too deeply now. If I die again, I might not be able to maintain my self-will. Maybe I'll turn into a smart bizarre entity that has my memories, but kills unconditionally and indiscriminately..."

"The situation seems to be worse than I thought. Hopefully, tonight will only be for mourning and there won't be any other follow-up."

"But that's the worst-case scenario. If the bizarre entities judge that the corpse in the black coffin is me, then it's very likely that no ghosts will come to mourn tonight. After all, I don't know anyone in this St. Freya in this world."

"A funeral with no one attending is very tragic. For the host of this funeral, a desolate funeral symbolizes a life of failure."

"After all, they put so much effort into planning their own funeral while they were alive, and yet no one came to visit after they died. Whether they were human or a ghost, they would probably feel cold at heart."

"But that situation would actually be a good thing for me. People who have died should just rest in peace underground and not cause trouble for the living."

There was no moonlight inside the auditorium. Moonlight could only reach the entrance.

The light near the black coffin was very bright. The third grave incense stick was still burning slowly, swaying occasionally.

It was like a contented old man, waving his feather fan, happily sitting on a chair, watching everyone.

"Ding...!"

At 7:00 PM, a clear yet unpleasant bell rang.

A commotion came from the bushes outside, and a strong wind blew in through the door, making the third grave incense sway back and forth.

"Step...step...step..."

Light footsteps echoed in the darkness. A tall, black figure was circling around in place as if lost.

It didn't last for too long. It quickly found its direction and headed towards the black coffin.

It came before the black coffin, entering the area illuminated by the fire. The muscles on its face seemed to have decayed for several months, with bones and rotten flesh intertwined. It was impossible to see what its face really looked like.

It was an unknown bizarre entity.