When he was performing the Divine Sakura Purification Ceremony, he did see a special being.
Those are the people dressed as warriors and soldiers who are the gathering place of filth.
Although they are similar to living things, they cannot be called human beings. On the contrary... ... they are beings similar to spirits.
Wait... a spirit
After carefully recalling the status of those warriors, he looked at Hua Sanli who was silent beside him.
The two figures gradually overlapped.
You can’t go wrong! You can’t go wrong!
The warrior formed by that filth had the same aura as the witch sister.
This also means
"I, Hanasari, am the filth condensed from the memories of a certain Inazuma great man long ago."
After noticing that Sanbing's gaze fell on her, Hanasari said this very calmly.
"Dirty...filthy?"
Does Sanbing care whether Hua Sanli is dirty
In fact, he doesn't care. As a puppet, how can he be qualified to judge other people's life experience
There is only one thing he wants to do and has been doing.
That is to bring the witch sister back to life.
But... But
If the miko sister is really made of filth, then I, who have been performing the divine cherry blossom purification and purifying filth, am I not also
Kill the witch sister with your own hands
I... killed the witch sister
Chapter 876 Flowers and Scattering
Sanbing can accept that Hanasari is filthy.
Or maybe he didn't care at all whether Hanasarashi was dirty or not. He just wanted to know that she was his sister the shrine maiden, and that was enough.
But what he couldn't accept was the fact that he was purifying the other party bit by bit.
Because he personally participated in this purification, he knew very well what would happen to Hua Sanli after being purified.
die
No, no, no
Death is not her end, because she has already died a long time ago, and now she is just some memories of her life.
If she purifies it now, it means that her last remaining memory will no longer exist.
She will disappear completely.
"Don't feel bad about it. When I... or [her] memory awakened in the filth and I realized this, I felt uneasy too."
Hanasari really wanted to reach out and touch Sanbing's head to comfort him, just like she did before.
But now, she has difficulty even maintaining her figure. Even if she really stretches out her hand... ...it is hard to say whether it is a hand or something else under the sleeve.
To be honest, as an individual who carries the memories of Kitsunayagū, Hanasari must be feeling bad too, right
The two of them have mixed feelings, but Hanasari is something that Kitsai Palace must eliminate.
Ordinary people can never understand that kind of tangled emotions.
"But after meeting you and learning about your story and Inazuma's current situation, I gradually felt relieved. I can once again contribute a little to this land, and I, an insignificant individual, can shine once again. It is worth it for me to inherit [her] memory."
"This land... it's not worth it."
In Sanbing's heart, Hanasari's status is much higher than the so-called Inazuma's land.
After all, all that was left for him here was endless pain and a past that he didn't want to recall.
"You are wrong. If saving this land is the last obsession of the powerful man named Kitsaigong, then saving you... is Hanasari's personal decision."
Shaking her head slightly, Hua Sanli's voice became more ethereal.
"Gohyukang survived. Even though it was sealed, it's still as lively as before, right?"
"And Konda of Konda Village, the Shibamon family, and Inashiro Misato of Taisha were all her friends in the past... These people are the descendants of the people she protected when the disaster happened. If she knew that they were safe and that their bloodline would continue, she would definitely be proud, right?"
"Although saving you is not a great feat compared to the many people she saved, I want to say that saving you is something that makes me feel very proud."
Hanasari has always maintained a respectful attitude towards the memories of Kitsunayagū that she inherited.
She has always kept her own memories and those of Huzai Palace separate.
It’s not that she dislikes Kitsunayagiya’s memories, but rather that she feels she is not worthy of inheriting his memories.
The other party is a great demon who protects all living beings, and she... ...is just a tiny individual condensed from filth.
So every time she mentioned something in Huzai Palace's memory, she felt like she was overstepping her authority.
But just as she said, saving the dying stragglers and pulling the stubborn man back from the road of no return made her truly understand why Kitsuzai Palace would rather endure the filthy bites and protect this land.
"I'm sorry. Although it is a very cruel thing to let you personally participate in the Great Purification of the God Sakura, it is also a necessary condition for you to wake up. Don't feel sad about it. You should know that it is because of you that I can perform my final duties without any hindrance."
"Is there...no other way?"
The scattered soldiers are still making their last struggle.
He didn't understand, he really didn't understand.
Why did the witch sister know what impact this would have on him, but still did it anyway
Doesn't she know? This behavior... ... can be called betrayal!
“Flowers bloom and fall, people gather and disperse. When a big tree falls, countless new buds will grow. Everything in the world has a beginning and an end. Accept it, digest it, settle it, and then... ... keep going.”
Hanasari stood there quietly, talking about death.
At this moment, Bai Luo finally understood why Hanasari insisted on having Sanbing perform the Divine Sakura Purification.
Among the so-called betrayals that Sanbing experienced, there was a betrayal called "Death".
He once met a young child. They exchanged each other's birth information, called each other family, and agreed to live together in that dilapidated little house.
As a result... ...everything changed in just one night.
A night is very long, long enough to bring a person's life to an end.
A night was very short, just enough for him to go out to find some food and take some unwanted furniture.
In just one night, the young creature lost all its vitality. Inside its cold body, its once enthusiastic heart had stopped beating, as quiet as the empty chest of a scattered soldier.
She... ...wanted Sanbing to correctly understand death and accept it.
"In this case, maybe it won't be considered as overstepping one's authority when I say that again?"
The ethereal voice and the ethereal body, although she is now just a spirit, she gives people a very cunning feeling.
“Don’t be deceived, don’t be shaken, always walk on the path you believe in.”
This was the last advice that Huzaigong gave to someone before their final separation.
In the past... ... Hanasari felt that she was not qualified to send the blessing of Kitsaigu to others.
When she said this to Bai Luo, she quietly apologized to Hu Zhaigong several times.
But now, she felt that even if Huzai Palace was here, he would not blame her for her overstepping her boundaries.
After sending his blessings, Kitsusai Palace raised his head, looked up at the criss-crossing roots of the sacred cherry tree and the sky without a trace of dirt, and uttered the last spell of the sacred cherry tree purification.
"Thousands of branches and veins, please eliminate the disaster."
"Here, the purification is announced."
In an instant, the surrounding dust seemed to be washed away by an invisible force, and light shone through the tree roots into the dark underground space, repairing the damage caused by the filth.
"Thank you, and...bye."
After completing the last step of the Kamizakura Purification, Hanasari stretched out her hand, which was hidden under the shrine maiden's costume and was almost completely covered with filth, or rather, her limbs were originally formed by filth, and wanted to touch Sanbing's head for the last time.
But under the effect of the Divine Sakura Purification, her limbs had already gradually dissipated before she even touched the other person.
"Sister Miko!"
When the soldier reacted and tried to grab the opponent's hand, his hand went straight through the opponent's limbs and grabbed nothing.
In the light, Hanasakura's body, under the power of the sacred cherry tree, turned into countless cherry blossom-like light spots and dissipated.
Finally it merges into the earth, leaving behind only a mask with a little dirt on it.
Chapter 877: Battle between Bai Luo and the Scattered Soldiers
I don’t know what material this mask is made of. Maybe... it’s also similar to a magical weapon
Otherwise, how could he have awakened the memory of Kitsai Palace in the filth and lasted for so long.
However, after looking at the falling mask for three full seconds, Bai Luo finally realized something.
"Wait a minute... She hasn't told me what the so-called same kind means yet, right?"
Whether it was the true identity that had been agreed upon before, or the answer that had been agreed upon before, Hanasari seemed to have not told him.
And then... ...she just disappeared
Hiss, was I deceived by that fox? !
Or does this mask that remains contain something that the other person left for him
If he remembered correctly, in the game, this mask did carry a part of [memory]. Through this memory, one could learn how to forge the magic weapon [Ring of White Star].
But if this memory is accepted, the mask will disappear as well.
Tsk tsk... Could this thing be the same as in the game
Just when Bai Luo was considering whether to get the memories from the mask, San Bing spoke first.
"You, have always known about this, right?"
He was dressed in plain white, but his clothes were already covered with dirt.
There is mud, dust, and more blood.
"Yes, I told you not to be so anxious a long time ago, but you didn't listen."
Bai Luo, who originally wanted to get closer to the mask, noticed the situation of the scattered soldiers and immediately reached for the weapon that he had transformed into an oil-paper umbrella.
"You clearly knew that this would kill the witch sister... You clearly knew that... Why... Why didn't you say it earlier!?"
With a crackling sound, a flash of lightning flashed across the scattered soldiers' bodies.
The static electricity in the air made Bai Luo, who was wearing a specially made windbreaker, feel a tingling sensation on his skin.
"You can obviously stop me, and you can stop her, why do you do this!"
A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of the soldier's mouth, staining his white clothes red.
The witch sister died, and she died at his hands.
For him, it is definitely not something that can be let go with just a simple "I'm sorry".
That's why Bai Luo said that the task assigned to him by Hua Sanli was a very difficult one.
"What do you think?"
Bai Luo was not surprised that the scattered soldiers took their anger out on him.
On the contrary, if this little lunatic calmly accepted Hua Sanli's death and happily went back to Zhidong with him, he would instead suspect whether this guy had some bad intentions.
So from the moment Hanasari was about to confess everything, he began to prepare for the battle.
This fight is inevitable.
"Bai Luo!!!"
With new and old grudges piled up together, the scattered soldiers who were already on the verge of a crash finally exploded.