The catfish spirit cursed, its tentacles contracted suddenly, and in the next moment it stabbed straight towards Hema's face like lightning!
In this situation, he should have chosen to dodge, but Kazuma kept his eyes on the stabbing tentacles, holding Masamune high and posing for the upper slash. At this time, he has put life and death aside, like a real swordsman, only thinking about killing the enemy in front of him! His undivided attention and exceptionally high emotions made him enter a wonderful state in an instant—
The surrounding scenery suddenly lost its color, and the body and mind seemed to be separated from the timeline, and the tentacles stabbing rapidly in front of him paused in the air like a still picture. At the same time, an indescribably violent agitation came from the handle of the knife in his hand, the palm of his hand was hot, and the originally stiff blood vessels were stimulated by the agitation of the sword pulse, as if blatantly violating the laws of physics. He Ma didn't think about anything at that moment, but he was sober in an incredible way.
He Ma's eyes followed the authentic sword light, watching the light of the sword flash, the catfish spirit's tentacles broke in two.
what's the situation? The legendary fusion of human and sword? Or, does the bullet time in the game really exist? Hema was so surprised that he couldn't speak, his originally highly concentrated mind was distracted, and as a result, the magical feeling of being out of time quickly disappeared.
Kazuma, whose sense of time returned to normal, caught a glimpse of the cut off half of the catfish's tentacles and rolled into the nearby lake, while the second half of the tentacles left behind spurted black blood from the cut. . Seeing the stinky black blood rushing all over the sky, he jumped back a few steps like a horse reflex, and at the same time swung the knife and sprinkled the knife screen, so as to avoid the end of being drenched in the stinky monster blood.
"... Uh, no!"
After standing still a few steps away, Kazuma suddenly spat, showing annoyed expression—wrong judgment! When the tentacles were cut off, it was a good time to take advantage of the situation and chase after him, he shouldn't have retreated at all! If he had taken advantage of the situation to recruit Yatu at that time, there is a high probability that he would have dragged the catfish spirit into melee combat, and then rushed towards the end of the curtain—at that time, he subconsciously wanted to avoid the stinky black blood. Open, it turned out that the opponent was given a chance to regroup for no reason, and the judgment of winning or losing in an instant was really wrong.
He Ma almost wanted to slap herself, but she's not a girl who puts on rouge and powder, she's afraid of being dirty!
"It hurts, it hurts, damn it, it hurts!" While He Ma was annoyed at his mistake, Megu Yujing groaned from the opposite side. The tentacles at the corners of his mouth are not only his powerful means of attack, but also his sensory organ where his sense of touch is concentrated. Being cut off by He Ma at this time, naturally, it is painful to die.
"Damn it! Damn it! Even in this era, why would there still be a swordsman and a demon sword..." Catfish stared at Kazuma with protruding bloodshot eyes, with a demonic aura rising from her body. The appearance has long since ceased to exist.
Kazuma sounded the alarm in his heart, and at the same time he clicked his tongue because he missed the opportunity to pursue. Under Kazuma's gaze, the catfish spirit's severed beard spouting black blood suddenly gathered demonic aura, bursts of blood foamed from the cut, and a new tentacle was about to grow! ? I saw the blue veins on the forehead of the catfish spirit exposed, and clenched its small fists desperately to suppress the evil spirit. In an instant, not only the severed beard returned to its original state, but also two shorter tentacles protruded from the mouth, slapping its teeth and claws at the horse.
"...Are you a tentacle monster?" He Ma couldn't help scolding his mother.
"I am the master of the Land of Eternal Darkness. To challenge me here is to seek death! Go to hell, Kiryu Kazuma!" the catfish spirit roared, and waved her short hand vigorously. As a result, except for the tentacle that was entangled with Qingliu, the remaining three tentacles all attacked He Ma.
"Fuck!?"
I don't know if it is nourished by the land of ever-darkness, although the catfish spirit claims to be a miscellaneous fish, it is actually very difficult to fight. Originally, one of his tentacles was a threat to rival a high-class swordsman. At this time, three tentacles attacked Hema at the same time, and immediately made Hema panic. Fortunately, Qingliu helped him share the attack of one tentacle, otherwise it would be unimaginable to face four tentacles and horses at the same time.
"drink!"
Between you and me, the magical feeling of the unity of man and knife did not reappear, but Hema still seized the gap twice and cut off the tentacles of the catfish spirit. Cutting is cutting, but the severed tentacles always regenerate after a few beats, and the three tentacles take turns to contain the attack, making it difficult for Hema to find a gap to bully the catfish spirit.
He Ma heard Qingliu's angry cry over there, and glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw that she finally seized the opportunity to cut off the opponent's tentacles with Duan Shiqingyu after fighting for a long time, but she didn't wait for her to get it. Killing the catfish spirit, the tentacles on the other side regenerated danglingly. Qingliu yelled angrily and brandished a knife to fight, but she was clearly out of breath.
"... No, there will be problems if this continues."
Shaking his head with the horse, the catfish spirits rely on the blessing of the Land of Eternal Darkness to obtain almost unlimited physical strength, but they are unable to play like this with their flesh and blood. Qingliu's side was already approaching the limit of physical strength, and once she was exhausted and retreated from the battle formation, Hema would have to face the onslaught of four tentacles, and there was a high probability that the gutter would capsize.
"Is there any way..." Hema sideways avoided the thorn of one tentacles, then raised his leg and kicked the other tentacles flying.
While coping with the tentacles offensive, Hema desperately thought about ways to change the status quo—if there was a way to lure the catfish spirit out of the Land of Eternal Darkness, then it shouldn't be that difficult to deal with him. Yet this catfish is so slick it's hard to imagine it giving up home-court advantage and going out. Or is it really like the previous declaration, this time temporarily retreat and wait for the next time to collect deep water bombs and other heavy weapons before attacking the door? Doing so can increase the winning rate, but there is no guarantee that the catfish spirit will obediently wait for them here. This cunning and cowardly fish demon might simply give up this territory when they escaped, and it was the only chance to catch him.
Over there, Qingliu's breathing has gradually become murky, and the delay in finding a way to break through the status quo made Kazuma anxious, wondering if he should make up his mind to take a gamble. At this moment, there was a clear and crisp sound like a tin rod being shaken by Kazuma's ear. The sweet sound made Kazuma wake up suddenly, he quickly lowered his head to avoid the tentacle that almost pierced his face, but couldn't help but glance back towards the shore.
"Yes, there is another way!"
He Ma suddenly realized, and shouted several times in a row to force back the attacking tentacles, grabbed Qingliu and ran to the trestle behind.
"And, and horses?"
"Temporarily retreat, if you continue to fight like this, you won't be able to win."
"Bastard! Do you think you can escape?"
As expected by He Ma, Catfish Spirit really chased them viciously. Ever since he was injured by a U.S. mine in the 1950s, Megumin has been relying on this dark place to recuperate, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that this land is his lifeline. And He Ma's previous threat, saying that he would greet him with a sea mine after returning home, made the catfish equate "let him go" with "lose the territory", so of course he would try to stop it at all costs— Of course you want to think so, but actually doing it is another matter. When he and Ma Qingliu ran towards the shore stepping on the trestle bridge, the catfish spirit could only try to swing a pair of short legs, and couldn't keep up with the pace of the two of them.
"Puff!" Even though she knew the situation was inappropriate, Qingliu couldn't help laughing when she looked back. Immediately, he realized that Kazuma was next to him, and quickly corrected his appearance. "Master, shall we retreat like this?"
"No, if we want to leave, this guy probably won't stay any longer. So we must deal with him today."
"But he will continue to regenerate, so it's useless to cut it?"
"In the Land of Eternal Darkness, monsters can gain extraordinary power, and we must find a way to cut off his connection with the land... Anyway, I thought of a way, you come with me." He jumped out of the trestle bridge and landed on the river beach, looking back. The figure chasing after the catfish spirit from a distance estimated the distance between the two, then turned around and ran towards the river beach.
Qingliu followed Hema for some reason, and saw him turn a few turns by the river beach, and unexpectedly came to the dilapidated shrine where the two of them had passed by. A dilapidated statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is enshrined in the dilapidated shrine, and the horse stopped at the Ksitigarbha statue, looking around as if confirming something. At this time, there was an angry howl suddenly on the lake in the distance, Qingliu looked back, and saw a huge black catfish suddenly jumping out of the lake on a turbulent wave, then twisted its body, and smashed away with an astonishing momentum like a locomotive. The dense reeds along the way rushed towards this side.
"Ciao, catfish, catfish!?" Qingliu was so surprised that she couldn't even speak clearly.
"After all, it is a catfish spirit. Of course it is also a catfish in its original form, but it is really big..." After all, I have seen the real body of the big demon fox in my dream very early on, and I am much calmer than Ma Biqingliu. "It's really urgent to show its original shape. It seems that this is indeed its cover. Qingliu, stop him for me, and don't let that guy come close for now."
"Even if Master, you say to stop him..." Qingliu looked at the giant catfish rushing aggressively in the distance, her face was full of tears, but Kazuma had already shifted her attention to the statue of Jizo over there up.
Judging from the degree of weathering, the history of this Ksitigarbha statue is far older than that of the nearby dam or even the village. When the fox at home helped him make up lessons before, he mentioned that the formation of any ever-dark place has a long and profound relationship, and the concentrated expression of these relationships is the so-called "dependent origin". The dependent origin is the dependent origin of the formation of the ever-dark land, and it is also the key to its survival. Dependent objects are usually extremely ancient objects, and looking at this ever-gloomy place, the Ksitigarbha statue in front of him is probably the only existence that meets the standard, and his intuition also tells Kazuma that his judgment is correct.
Since the Dependent Origin is the core of the Ever-Dark Land, once it is removed from the Ever-Dark Land or simply destroyed, the Ever-Dark Land will immediately lose its original power, and then become a mortal territory where scientific laws prevail. Tamamo mentioned that there have been many human beings who tried to steal the Dependent Object in history, but they were all chased and killed by monsters without exception. However, since modern times, with the rapid shrinking of the monster territory, the Land of Eternal Darkness has become rarer than the axis 235 in the earth's crust, so similar incidents have never happened again. But at this moment, He Ma intends to set this precedent.
"Bodhisattva, offended."
He Ma bowed to the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, then walked forward, carefully confirmed and hugged the lower body of the Ksitigarbha statue, and then took a deep breath to start exerting force—although the dependent origin can be interrupted no matter whether it is destroyed or removed. The law of the place, but the former plan and the horse have never thought about it. As for the latter plan, if he hadn't heard the sound of the tin rod shaking earlier, he probably would not have dared to move the Ksitigarbha like this. There are certain laws beyond human cognition in the higher dimensions of this world. If you don’t look at anything else, just his new entry is enough to illustrate this point.
"drink… "
He hugged the Jizo statue with a horse and began to exert strength. This half-person-high Jizo statue was carved from heavy stone. The surface was severely weathered under the sun and rain. The lack of edges and corners made it difficult to find a place to exert strength when hugging. The Ksitigarbha statue should have been placed directly on the base of the altar at the beginning, but over the years, a solid layer of clay has formed between the two. To tell the truth, it is quite a test to separate them without destroying the stone statue. .
"Asshole! Don't allow that, let me down!"
When holding the Ksitigarbha statue with the horse and exerting strength carefully, the catfish spirit that had turned into its original form also rushed all the way to the reeds along the way like a pig, and rushed to the river bank with a terrifying momentum. The catfish that jumped onto the river beach was about the size of the front of a Shinkansen train. It was terrifying in terms of size and quality, and the sound of falling down could be described as earth-shattering.
"Master, how do I stop this..."
Qingliu, who was told by He Ma to "stop it", rolled her eyes and greeted Duan Shiqingyu, but the tragic scene of the weak girl fighting the giant fish monster did not appear. After all, catfish are aquatic species no matter what, and the catfish spirit in its original form can't get rid of its racial attributes. Although he can flick his tail and sprint vigorously in the lake, he has no hands or feet when he reaches the shore. Catfish only rely on body twisting to move forward. In this case, the frighteningly heavy body is actually an indescribable burden. Seeing the huge catfish wriggling and twisting with difficulty on the river beach, Qingliu, who was originally nervous, couldn't help showing a look of irony.
"Damn! Damn! Damn Kiryu Kazuma!"
The catfish spirit was full of evil energy, but its heavy body made it difficult to move forward. Just when he was regretting that he shouldn't change back to human form, there was a faint sound of cracking in front of him. The catfish spirit looked at the Ksitigarbha Shrine with its bloodshot protruding eyes, with a look of fear that had never been seen on its face, and suddenly roared and flicked its tail and jumped up.
Qing Liu stared blankly at the huge catfish jumping in the air, and then watched it hit the ground in front of it heavily. Jumping desperately regardless of her weight, Meyujing not only consumed most of her strength, but also almost fell seriously injured, but the price was that she succeeded in narrowing the distance from the Ksitigarbha Buddhist altar.