Bizarre Honkai, a Wife-Chasing Crematorium

Li Mo wasn't afraid. He couldn't feel fear.

He quickly pulled out a coin imbued with a bizarre law, clenching it in his hand, only showing a tiny corner of it.

It was this action that caused the head swarm to surge forward like madmen, crashing into him.

At first, they were simply using their mouths to slam into Li Mo's hand.

The coin was less than a few centimeters away, but no matter what, the heads couldn't get it. So, they started biting and gnawing.

They were all like addicts, descending into madness.

Li Mo's hand was constantly devoured, his flesh being eaten into the heads' brains, his bones being bitten to pieces, turning into shards that fell to the ground.

But despite this, Li Mo didn't let go. His hand healed at an extremely fast rate.

Soon new bones and flesh grew back.

Both sides were at a standstill. The heads kept eating, Li Mo's hand kept healing. The speed of eating and the speed of healing had reached a delicate balance…

Before the bizarre law on the coin disappeared, this balance would never be broken.

But the intense pain was very real. Li Mo hadn't lost his senses, only his emotional expressions.

The pain of his hand being brutally gnawed, the tearing sensation, was no different from a normal person, the only difference was that he wouldn't show any twitching or pain.

Under the intense collision of rules, in just two minutes, the bizarre law on the coin completely disappeared.

The heads naturally fell to the ground. After a moment of silence, they immediately turned their heads to stare at Li Mo's fresh skull.

The dark mass of heads all locked onto Li Mo.

A head rushed towards Li Mo's head, grabbed by both of his hands, but the head kept gnawing, as if ready to eat his brain the instant Li Mo loosened his grip.

"Haa..." Li Mo took a steady breath, adjusted his facial muscles, and gave a stiff, mechanical smile.

Li Mo was holding a flesh-and-blood mess, a misshapen female head.

What he was about to do was something that went against his principles.

No matter the other's age, appearance, or gender…

"I love you~"

Li Mo whispered affectionately to the head in his hands.

The next second, the female head exploded, turning into hundreds and thousands of pieces of flesh and bone, scattered on the ground.

The pieces of flesh tried to revive themselves, trying to return to the previous moment, but the surrounding spacetime suddenly froze.

The heads failed to revive.

Li Mo's face was covered in splatters of blood, combined with his clouded eyes, making him look extremely eerie.

In the endless night, the pure, white, divine moon hung high in the sky, but a mutation occurred. Scarlet liquid gushed from it, eventually devouring the entire white moon.

A blood-red eyeball appeared abruptly in the school building's corridor.

Then ten, a hundred… the hallways, corridors, and playground were all covered with crimson eyes.

Li Mo looked down and saw that there was one on the skin over his heart, staring back at him.

"Absolute Spacetime… so you were always there."

Li Mo never believed in coincidences, including that night when he was chatting with Shigure Kira and almost had his neck snapped.

It proved that Kiana wasn't only able to affect reality after death, when she came near him.

Once he triggered a certain law, it could cause Kiana to undergo some strange mutations, thereby affecting reality.

And that law was related to the blood-stained pages he saw when he first entered St. Freya Academy.

Li Mo clearly remembered the three words written on it: "̴I̶ ̷l̸o̴v̸e̴ ̶y̴o̵u̶.̴"̷

So… the damaging, killing rule was "jealous love."

The more jealous, the more brutal the cost.

Kiana was always by his side, he just couldn't sense her.

Although Li Mo didn't know why this distorted love existed, it didn't stop him from using it.

So, what he had to do next was simple.

"Let me use your love, Kiana."

In the frozen spacetime, Li Mo could still move freely, but the heads couldn't.

They had been marked.

Li Mo picked up a head, it's gender unclear, it's features unreadable because they'd been crushed.

"I love you~"

"Whump…" Fine cracks appeared all over the head. Li Mo dropped it, and the instant it hit the ground, the head was ripped into countless threads.

So useful.

Li Mo couldn't help but admire.

He continued this shameless declaration of love.

"I love you~"

"I love you~"

"I love you~"

One head after another exploded. The scene was truly mind-blowing.

Along the corridor walls, one patch of blood and corpse parts after another formed a chaotic, interwoven mess.

The severed head fragments on the ground seemed to be trying to say in black humor, "I'm literally ripped apart."

It was lucky that only Li Mo was there. If others had seen this, they might think that Li Mo had some kind of special fetish.

But it wasn't a special fetish, just a sly move, using borrowed power.

"Alright, that's enough, I can't keep saying it..."

Li Mo knew when to stop. He had no intention of dealing with all the heads.

Because he knew that the longer bizarre power remained in reality, the more it would interfere with that reality, possibly even directly entering it.

Li Mo couldn't imagine how he would deal with Bizarre Kiana if she actually descended into his spacetime.

The power of the Herrscher of the Finality's time was even more terrifying with the help of the bizarre entities; simply freezing spacetime at will was already impossible to handle, let alone her own ability to revive and other unknown powers.

If she really came here, Li Mo had no doubt that Bizarre Kiana wouldn't pull out his intestines and use them as a jump rope.

And when she got tired, she'd eat them all up.

As long as he ensured that there were no heads outside the hallway, and that he had time to complete the third day's ritual before the Absolute Spacetime ended, he wouldn't be attacked by head ghosts.

"To the broadcast room, to carry out the third day's ritual."

Li Mo quickly left the bloody hallway and headed to the broadcast room.

And just after he turned and left, the Absolute Spacetime didn't end.

Manipulating spacetime, mastering rules—this power was definitely forbidden.

And clearly, the Herrscher of the End couldn't do this. She couldn't twist spacetime at will, not because she didn't want to, but because she couldn't.

But the current spacetime manipulation seemed effortless, not requiring any energy.

Bizarre entities were a form of corruption.

The sky was filled with pale pages, scattered and falling in the corridors and passageways, reeking with the fresh smell of blood.

The pages went unnoticed by anyone. Li Mo had already entered the broadcast room and was adjusting the equipment, unaware of the changes outside.

The blood-stained pages were gently flipped over by the wind.

The sentences on them seemed full of resentment, hatred, and fanatical hope.

[̸I̷t̵'̷s̴ ̵d̶a̵n̴g̵e̵r̷o̸u̵s̴ ̸o̶u̶t̶s̶i̴d̵e̴…̶ ̴I̸'̵l̸l̴ ̸k̶e̶e̵p̴ ̶a̴l̷l̴ ̶o̶f̴ ̶y̶o̵u̸ ̸s̴a̷f̵e̸ ̶i̷n̵s̸i̶d̷e̸ ̵m̸y̶ ̶b̶o̸d̷y̵.̸]̷

̶[̷I̷ ̴a̶t̴e̷ ̷t̴h̴e̴ ̸g̸o̵d̸s̴ ̷o̴f̸ ̸t̵h̵i̸s̵ ̶w̵o̷r̶l̷d̵…̵ ̶a̸t̴e̵ ̷y̴o̷u̴…̴ ̴u̷n̶t̶i̴l̶ ̸w̴e̴ ̷o̶v̵e̴r̶l̷a̸p̸…̸ ̶u̴n̴t̴i̶l̷ ̷a̵f̶t̷e̵r̴ ̶y̶o̷u̶ ̷d̷i̵e̵…̴]̵

̷[̸T̶o̵ ̸g̷o̵ ̴t̴o̴ ̵y̵o̶u̸r̸ ̵s̶i̴d̵e̸…̵ ̸I̷ ̶l̶o̶v̸e̶ ̶y̵o̸u̵…̴]̷

The delighted emotions throbbed within the decaying and festering shell.

The illogical text was filled with a young girl's pure wishes.

No consciousness, only instinct.

The emotions left behind by her soul were like a clockwork spring, pulling Kiana to instinctively express her love. And the bizarre entity's instinct twisted that love.

The two instincts clashed, ultimately driving Kiana to express her love in a bizarre way.

To eat Li Mo of all timelines. That way, she could go to the real timeline where he was.

Kiana walked with mechanical, stiff steps towards the broadcast room.

Li Mo was adjusting the equipment.

A pair of bloodless arms reached out from the darkness, wrapping around his neck from behind, trying to embrace Li Mo.

The embrace failed.

Li Mo didn't belong to her spacetime.

Kiana tilted her head. After the bizarre revival, she couldn't understand why the embrace had failed. She would just keep trying, until she embraced Li Mo.

Trying.

Failing...

Trying.

Failing...

Her empty eyes stared calmly at the busy Li Mo, her lips slightly parted, revealing two small, white fangs.

The Kiana right now was a mindless walking corpse, following her instincts to stay by Li Mo's side.

The bizarre entities weren't aware of the passage of time. She would quietly wait for Li Mo to die, then follow her instincts to devour him and the spacetime he died in, drawing her closer to reality.

The repeated failed embraces didn't stop Kiana. The bizarre entity knew no exhaustion, nor did it have a concept of time.

However, a multitude of chaotic and disorderly spacetimes separated the two of them.