Hokkaido, an unnamed port.

In fact, the Japanese in Hokkaido are not the same ethnic group as the Japanese in the traditional sense.

Known as the Ainu, their presence witnessed the conquest and domination of Hokkaido by Japan.

During the Kamakura shogunate period of the 12th and 14th centuries AD, the Japanese called Hokkaido the Ezo land, and the local indigenous people were also called the Ezo people, that is, the Ainu people today.

During this period, some Japanese living in Honshu entered the Ezo land to reclaim land and operate business. These behaviors impacted the traditional way of life of the Ainu people who depended on fishing and hunting, causing their resentment and dissatisfaction.

With the increasing number of Japanese entering Hokkaido, the contradiction between the Ainu and the Japanese intensified, and finally led to an open confrontation in 1457, resulting in a fierce ethnic conflict.

The Ainu people were eventually outnumbered and suppressed by the samurai of the Muromachi shogunate.

But there are still many unknown secrets in Hokkaido.

For example, this port cannot be found on Japanese charts.

It is located at the easternmost point of Hokkaido.

There should not be a port here, and there is no one in sight for hundreds of miles. The closest place to this place is Nemuro City in Hokkaido.

Generally speaking, the best season for snow viewing in Hokkaido is February, when the snow falls beautifully and it is not too cold.

It's almost March now, and the snow is basically about to stop.

But this port is still icy and snowy, and the cold is pressing.

The sun hanging in the sky seemed to be covered with a veil, with a hazy and unreal light, without any temperature.

From time to time, the sea is blowing with strong winds, and occasionally a few dangerous floes will be turned out from the waves.

Here is the uninhabited area.

Every kingdom has several places called life forbidden areas.

This is one of the forbidden areas in Japan.

No one will come here, but here... there are real signs of people.

"boss."

A dense crowd of people stood in the ice and snow, looking at the man in front of them in awe.

They couldn't judge the age of the boss, the vitality of youth and the wisdom of old people perfectly blended in him.

The black winter jacket was clinging to his tall and straight body, and the gray hair was meticulously combed back.

"let's start."

There was also an old age in his voice that didn't match his appearance.

The sun, which had no temperature at all, was quickly covered by dark clouds.

The sky is low and low, and the fine snow mist is blown around, charming the eyes.

The visibility is only ten meters.

After hearing his voice, everyone immediately acted.

They led the boss to a manually excavated cave that glowed suspiciously with a dim light, and at the end of it was a rather heavy-looking door.

Then, nine people came out.

They each took out a key and inserted it into the lock.

The dense sound of transmission came from behind the door, and after ten seconds, there was a dull sound, and the door opened.

An extremely terrifying chill gushed from the crack of the door.

This is not the coldness of the wind and snow, this coolness froze the soul.

A group of people entered the gate and moved down the first step stone stairs.

Every step they took, the more they could clearly feel some kind of inexplicable terrifying crisis.

But none of them stopped.

until the end of the ladder.

The man raised his head and looked at this terrifying existence under the frozen ground.

His eyes are trembling, his body is shaking, but his soul is more excited than every day that has passed!

found it……

really found...

The people behind him don't seem to exist anymore. In the entire huge underground cave, only him and the huge alien statue are left.

He murmured like a dream, "Ghosts and gods..."

It was an unimaginably huge statue.

Weird, stalwart, mysterious, terrifying, hideous...

It's hard to find a specific word to describe it...and the weird vibe it brings.

god……

There are gods in the myths and legends of every nation.

Gods often retain some human qualities, combined with some strange biological features.

But he knew that those were not gods.

God's appearance does not have the slightest human characteristics.

In other words, He has no resemblance to all known creatures.

He is changing, wandering, just like they are looking up, although now they are shocked like ants.

But in less than a second, everyone will forget his image again.

If this massive statue is excavated by an archaeological team, it will only be regarded as some ultra-ancient relic.

But they are not the same.

They are witnesses.

They have seen statues like this... There are nine in total.

Each tower blocks the sky and blocks the sun, making it impossible to see everything at a glance.

"We're making history!"

He raised his clenched right hand high, unable to suppress the excitement in his heart.

His voice echoed in the vast, empty crypt.

Everyone behind them also raised their right hands enthusiastically.

They are unfortunate and lucky.

Throughout the ages, there is only one ultimate goal of human beings, but now, a gap has been opened in that taboo door...

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"what"

Deer Island supported his head, looked out the window, and yawned a few times today.

The life of a high school student is really boring...

He casually wiped away the little tears that overflowed from yawning, and started to spin his pen in boredom.

I was harassed by the banquet last night, how could have a good rest...

Deer Island stared blankly at the unblooming flower out of the window. His life was full of unknowns just like this flower.

Although not very old, it has been a year since Deer Island entered the feast.

He entered the sacrificial banquet for the first time when he was seventeen years old, and he is eighteen years old this year.

Although he didn't make any friends during the sacrificial banquet, he didn't aim to make friends either.

"It's more important that nothing survives."

This is his motto.

As long as he survives, he doesn't mind taking actions that other people find unacceptable.

Because of this, Tengu's reputation is getting worse and worse.

But what does it matter?

Deer Island took a light breath, as if greedily sucking a bit of life out of the spring sunshine.

In the end, it seemed that only a little bit of clarity was found in the drowsy head.

However, when he inadvertently looked towards the school gate, Deer Island's pupils shrank in an instant——

Is that... a real snake?

The ghost mask with two horns on the head is a real snake...

You can't go wrong.

The real snake passed by the gate of his school...

Everyone in the feast has a secret, and Deer Island's secret as a tengu is that he can see everyone's mask in the real world.

That's right...everyone has a mask.

That's something Deer Island never said.

It's just that, except for those selected by the sacrificial banquet, the masks on the faces of the vast majority of ordinary people are always changing, hazy, like a layer of flowing fog, which has not taken shape.

Only a very small number of people's face masks will condense and separate their own characteristics.

And those who are chosen by the feast, in the eyes of Deer Island, their masks are like reality.

"Wow—"

Deer Island stood up abruptly, put his schoolbag behind him, and ran away.

"Hey! Deer Island classmate!"

"Student Deer Island!"

The teacher's voice and the eyes of the classmates fell behind, but they were not too surprised.

Because it is not the first time he has done such a thing.