A few hours later, humans appeared again in Shura's sight as he walked out of the Emperor's Castle.
This is a small village, located close to the Emperor's Castle. Today, this village, which usually does not have a lot of traffic, is surprisingly lively, filled with countless players who are cursing and cursing Shura in fear, as well as NPCs who have fled for refuge.
The moment I saw Shura's figure. Countless screams of terror rang out, and the originally quiet village was instantly shrouded in the shadow of fear. The panicked people rolled and crawled away as if they were possessed by demons... They fled desperately, and no one tried to attack or resist.
They have been comfortable for too long, and they have long been accustomed to comfort. The appearance of a real demon is enough to easily destroy their psychological defenses.
He destroyed the super divine weapon that protects the country, the national weapon was destroyed by him, the emperor was killed by him, the emperor's city was destroyed by him, and even Amaterasu died in his hands. How can they resist such a demon? What to resist? While running desperately, they seemed to have seen the end of Japan.
The Demon Sword showed its fangs again, and after penetrating a person's body, it was stained with blood again.
Whoever Shura wants to die must die, and no matter how he escapes, it will be in vain.
Shura is already a demon that they can't resist at all, let alone Shura who is possessed by the God of War. Every sword he swung was a terrifying blow that made the entire Japanese continent tremble.
Every time he blinked, someone would die amidst screams. Every time he swung the sword, new blood would stain the Demon Sword and his whole body. The speed with which he kills people is frightening, and from beginning to end, his face remains calm, as if what he is harvesting is not human lives, but insignificant straw.
A woman who fell to the ground due to fear knelt down and begged for mercy, and was then nailed to the ground by Shura...
In the world of Shura, there is never such a thing as mercy.
Hatred and despair have made Shura, and only more blood can nourish the soul that is so indifferent that it almost dies.
Too much blood began to form streams and began to flow freely on the earth. The earth dyed red by blood and sunset no longer smelled of earth, but the smell of pure blood.
The killing lasted for an hour... two hours... until the setting sun withdrew its light, as if it was also cowering in fear of this hell on earth.
A gust of wind blew by, bringing with it a strong smell of blood.
Where Shura stood, broken arms and limbs were piled everywhere. With his whole body covered in blood, he looked like a blood demon from the abyss of purgatory. The surroundings were quiet again. The once lively and peaceful village was now unrecognizable. The dead silence described a bloody scene of hell on earth. In Shura's world, only Xuanyuan Wan'er's almost desperate sobs and hoarse shouts were left.
drop…
The last drop of blood fell from the Demon Sword and seeped into the ground at Shura's feet. The Demon Sword, stained red by the blood, restored its true color again. It doesn't know how many lives it has harvested and how much new blood it has drank.
The short-lived massacre of the village wiped out the lives of countless NPCs, and also cast a lingering shadow of fear and bloody memories on countless Japanese players.
Looking at the distant distance, Shura summoned his mount and moved forward quickly. In his confusion, his vague memory told him that ahead, there were towns dotted all over the place, and further ahead, there was the second largest city in Japan - the City of Sunrise!
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Draw the sword, stab instantly, sheath the sword, all in an instant. Twelve overlapping red and yellow figures floated up, and a huge giant bear fell down with a roar.
The World Martial Arts Conference was about to begin. Faced with this competition that was related to China's future, Xiao Tian put aside other thoughts and focused on improving his strength, even forcing himself to stop thinking about Shura.
"We cannot lose... If we lose, China will be in danger, and I, Xiao Tian, will be China's sinner!"
Another instant stab, instantly killing the giant bear that had just been spawned.
Xiao Tian's profession at level 80 is still that of Star-chasing Sword Master. This is a profession he understood and named by himself, and only he can advance this profession. Therefore, he continued to try to break through the limit of shooting speed again just like he did when he understood the Star Chasing Sword Skill.
His "Ran" can stab twelve swords instantly, which is a truly terrifying skill. Even Feng Xiao's "Fire God Slash" can only stab six swords in a row. But he still felt that it was not enough. Those who were qualified to participate in the World Martial Arts Conference were all truly strong men, and each of them stood at the pinnacle of a country's strength. Invisible, but heavy as a mountain, pressure pressed and urged him.
Contrary to him, Chen Bing'er has been restless, eagerly waiting for Shura's return. It seems that he doesn't care at all about the World Martial Arts Conference, which is related to China's future.
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A group of people stood in front of Shura, and players of various professions were everywhere. Each of their faces was full of ferocity and resentment. After forming a team of ten thousand people, these nearly driven players finally had the courage to face Shura.
But the moment Shura appeared in their sight, they heard the sound of his heart beating violently, almost bursting out of his chest.
In front of the team, a large number of players who came forward with great momentum and vowed to kill Shura clearly felt that their legs were trembling, and their steps were subconsciously moving in fear.
Only by facing Shura in person can one truly understand the horror of Shura. Shura, who is "possessed by the God of War", possesses an aura that far exceeds that of the Demon God. They are so oppressed that they can hardly breathe. He was like a mountain with no top, and they were a group of humble ants.
Countless ants may be able to move a boulder, but they will never be able to shake a mountain.
An indifferent look appeared on Shura's face, and the players swept by his gaze felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, shivering in the coldness of fear.
"Go... kill, kill, kill Shura!"
After saying this, Yamamoto's back was completely wet with cold sweat, and his body almost collapsed to the ground as he was shaking.
He did not witness or experience Shura's massacre of the Emperor's City with his own eyes, and he had not even met him face to face after Shura returned. He thought that Shura was still the same Shura who had humiliated him to the point of disgrace. Although he was extremely powerful, he was definitely not as powerful as he was. The extent of his utter fear. He even scoffed at the trembling accusations from some players. Although he has always been shocked by the method Shura used to destroy the Imperial City and kill Amaterasu.
The moment he saw Shura just now, he regretted it. I regret that I showed up here. That extremely terrifying momentum, his eyes like a sickle slicing his throat... He finally knew what it meant to be timid before fighting. I even began to believe that momentum can kill people invisible.
The huge team still remained eerily quiet, and did not take any action due to Yamamoto's shouts. Under Shura's aura, it was extremely difficult for them to breathe, let alone maintain the high ambition and hatred they had a minute ago. . Many people even forgot the purpose of their coming, and most people began to want to escape from this terrible aura, getting as far away from Shura as possible.
Facing him is like facing the god of death who can easily harvest your life at any time.
Shura's figure pulled out a flashing black line and suddenly appeared in the crowd. Before the dense crowd could panic, the demon sword had already sprayed blood all over the sky. Six people drank blood and died on the spot. At the same time, the soul wings behind him swept across, and the five people behind him were cut into pieces by the wing blades at the same time. They did not forget to let out their own horrified roars before they died.
In just one second, the demon sword and Shura's body were once again dyed red with blood. The fresh blood was slowly swallowed by Shura's equipment, and the future and swallowed blood dripped and flowed along the body.
The first thing these Japanese players thought of was not to fight back, but to flee like a tide. They no longer had the courage to take action. Just one look or one movement from Shura was enough to make their hearts burst with fear.
Anyone who has no strength but attempts to destroy Shura will know what regret is.
"Don't mess up! Siege, siege... Surround him... Don't forget our purpose. At the stake of our Japanese players' dignity, we must use all our strength to kill Shura!"
The sound was drowned by the continuous screams. Shura rotated himself and used the "Light Divine Wheel" to mince a dozen people with a bloody tornado. There was simply no one who could resist a single blow from him. Wherever Shura passed by, showers of blood were swept up, and everything touched by the demon's soul wings was cut to pieces.
In just a few seconds, all the enemies within a dozen meters around Shura were cut into two pieces. Even the cavalry on their mounts were cut in half together with their mounts. Shura raised his head coldly, and the Demon God waved forward. "Wind God Dance" rolled up a screaming tornado and rushed forward. The sound of cutting meat with a sharp weapon was so dense that there was no gap. A blood path with a diameter of five meters was cleared in front of Shura. Stretching to a distance of thirty meters, all the archers and magicians along the way were splashed with blood.
The crowd at the back finally shouted and rushed forward. They shouted with all their strength not to increase their own momentum, but to embolden themselves as much as possible. In front of Shura, their momentum was completely vulnerable.
With a shout of "Gang Technique - Immortal Barrier!", a semi-spherical barrier suddenly formed around the thousand-man team rushing towards Shura, covering the entire thousand-man team.
The "Immortal Barrier" was completed, and they saw a little bit of comfort and hope. Their shouts were a little louder, and they bravely attacked Shura.
Once the immortal barrier is formed, no one protected by the barrier will be harmed unless the barrier is broken. When this gang skill is used in a gang war, it requires the efforts of the other gang to break it. It is definitely not something that can be handled by just one person.
but…
Shura lightly struck the sword, and the immortal barrier collapsed with a crisp "bang" and completely dissipated.
Immediately after hitting the "Earth God Temple", all the enemies that had just approached Shura were swept away, and the remains of the enemies who fell around Shura were piled into a ring-shaped pile of corpses.
Devil... The Japanese players, whose hearts were almost broken by fear, sucked in the air-conditioning, and some of the pale-faced people even started to turn around and vomit.
There are a few people who have actually seen blood, let alone seen it.
No one dared to approach Shura anymore. The archers hiding behind the shield guards received the order and raised their bows to shoot at Shura, hoping to stop this demon. The rain of arrows in the sky was completely ignored by Shura. His body flashed and he rushed into the group of shield guards riding mounts in front of him like lightning. With a loud bang, the "Desolate Moon" suddenly erupted, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust. The violent seven-series energy swept through all the surrounding targets like a hurricane, causing their flesh and blood to fly everywhere, leaving no bones left, and a diameter-diameter hole appeared on the ground. A huge pit nearly 100 meters and five feet deep!
This blow caused the entire Japanese continent to tremble for several seconds.
The blood instantly dyed the surrounding land red and flowed towards the center of the explosion where Shura was, gradually accumulating into a pool of blood, with human and horse remains piled up like a mountain. After Shura's earth-shaking "Desolate Moon Slash", more than 900 people died without any intact corpses. Those Japanese people who came with the heart of not fearing death had earth-colored faces. Not to mention attacking, they didn't even move. It has become extremely difficult.
Purgatory... They saw the real purgatory with their own eyes.