"Thank you for your care over the years."
"Please forgive us—"
"—The last journey, I can no longer serve you."
"Don't live dependent on others. We remember your teachings, so this farewell comes from the sincerity, and our actions are also spontaneous decisions."
"Goodbye, Taifu, we are full of joy and say goodbye to you. Because you finally found the direction to move forward in the darkness and ran towards it without moving forward."
"—Your will is the glory that even all armies cannot stop."
Tears blurred the eyes of the Holy Child. She had torn off the priceless and heavy hairpin ring. Her long snow-colored hair was fluttering, and the remaining petals of the flowers on her temples were flying, turning into little sparks in the heat. She was being pulled by Du Zijun and stumbling. He ran forward while desperately looking back to see the four streaks of light in the sky.
"No... no! Come back, I want you to come back!" She yelled at the top of her lungs, "I want to bring them back... let me go!"
"Don't be naive!" Du Zijun roared. The intuition he had honed countless times in life-and-death situations was now beating his nerves crazily. Is there anything that requires the lives of four new members to clear the way? The most powerful force in the underworld, second only to the Taifu and the city lord, are all fighting for it. What else is waiting for them ahead
"They just did what they wanted to do for the ones they loved. Even if it cost them their lives, it was their voluntary decision! The only thing you have to do is live up to their determination, understand?!" Du Zijun pulled Watching her run like flying, "Go and meet the man you want to meet, and be willful like a real woman!"
His voice gradually became hoarse: "... Since a city has already fallen for you, then just stride forward and run forward. Anyway, there is no loss greater than this."
The Holy Son burst into tears, and with every step he took, the ground in Huangquan trembled, as if he was undergoing some unspeakable torture. She recalled her first meeting with the four girls. It was not a pleasant memory, because the city lord was also present that day, and she was tired of the bloody fighting at the festival. When the four girls saw her, although their expressions were full of They had cautious yearning and expectations, but the smell of blood still remained on their bodies, even dyeing the carpet beneath them even redder.
She couldn't smile at such a new creation, she only had pity and resentment. She knew how much it cost to get this position, and this price was all caused by the city lord, and all the ghosts were pawns in his hands.
As Amaterasu, she couldn't let her ghost escape this sad fate... She frowned and heard the city lord chuckle happily: "What's the matter, Taihu? Ah... you don't seem to like these four children very much. ?”
When she came back to her senses, she saw the girls trembling and no longer dared to look at her expression.
"Oh, didn't I tell you before? The furisodes are your direct subordinates. They depend on you for survival. Your joy and anger can lift them to heaven or send them to hell..."
She didn't want to listen to the city lord's eccentric chatter anymore, so she took a few steps forward and said in a rare majestic voice: "Don't live dependent on others!"
The city lord's words were interrupted by her. He wrinkled his forehead in annoyance, and the girls all looked up at her timidly.
"Don't live dependent on others," she repeated again. "If you listen to me, then I will give you one last order: follow your own will and act for your own love and hate! Because it is dangerous to be attached to others. , losing yourself is tantamount to giving up your life.”
Decades of time have passed like water, and only the first meeting is as clear as if it happened yesterday. Yes... She did say this, and they did faithfully fulfill this first and last order. With tears and smiles full of joy, they rushed towards death for her without looking back.
The sky suddenly burst into extremely dazzling white light! Xie Yuanyuan held the red medicine in his mouth and was covered in blood, including his own blood and more of the ghost cavalry's blood. When he noticed the movement behind him, he turned back hastily and saw four light strips flying up into the sky, and finally turned into four The beautiful girl stood alone facing the Shibagi Nagitoki that covered the sky.
"How..." He was stunned. The twelve pieces of unlined clothes fell to the ground like a dying swan, and the girl in his sight seemed to be glowing.
No... it wasn't light. He pulled the Hidden Blade out of the Ghost Rider's corpse. It was the girl's skin that was reflecting the fire from heaven and earth! They seemed to have turned into human-shaped sharp blades, and even a flying hair was as sharp as a legendary magic weapon. Girls - no, we can't call them girls now, they are four warrior gods, descending from the sky, just to take away thousands of troops. life!
Xie Yuanyuan was stunned, wasn't he? The people below didn't stop Furisode Shinzo? ! Wait a minute, wait a minute, but to kill such a small character, do you still need to kill him four at a time? If you shout, I will kneel down and call you a hero... No, spare your life, beauty!
He was already very tired, his head and face were covered with thick bruises, the muscles all over his body were hot and trembling due to excessive killing, and the tiger's mouth was sore and broken, but these nonsense words were just thinking about it in his heart. In an instant, Xie Yuanyuan was already ready to fight Furisode Shinzo again. He had already killed a god, so there was no need to kill four more ghosts.
But before he could take a deep breath, the four Martial Gods were already swooping towards him at extremely fast speeds, the speed of sound, or faster than the speed of sound! The distorted air erupted into an overwhelming scream, so sharp that it could pierce a person's eardrums. The flowing clouds and strong winds were silent as they passed by. It took a full three seconds before the black clouds and thunder in the entire sky twisted and roared violently. Standing up, Xie Yuanyuan was simultaneously ejected high into the sky by this irresistible airflow, breaking through several layers of thick cumulus clouds.
"...Eh?!" He was blown to the point of dizziness, flying like a lonely leaf in the dizzy feeling of violent rotation of the world. The Valkyries had already passed him by, and their target was not him!
Xie Yuanyuan's pupils reflected a brilliant light - there was no such passionate destruction in this world. With the support of Qin Ying, Guan Zhiyu and Qiu Boyi, and relying on an almost non-existent sense of presence, the ghost cavalry would only feel the silent death coming quickly, but they would not know who was responsible for the executioner's duties. But Furisode Shinzo has no such support and reliance. They just dominate the tens of thousands of ghost knights with a majestic attitude, and then crush them brazenly!
The extremely high speed turned them into impact drills and even meat grinders. The flames danced like elves, the storms roared like giant beasts, and the huge clouds were like the cloaks spreading out behind them. The Shibagi Nagito Riders were most proud of their protective equipment. There is no escape from such sharpness and madness, and it breaks instantly like a thin yellow leaf in autumn.
There are still ghost cavalry flying into the sky from the cracks in the earth, as if moths were attracted by the four bright lights, rushing to seek a scorching death regardless of their own safety.
Xie Yuanyuan stared blankly, shook his head and murmured: "No... no."
This is not the look of a decisive battle... this is the look of a death wish! There were bright stars as bright as the stars rising from the path they passed, like countless glowing dandelions, blowing in the wind from the valley of cumulus clouds and lightning, but they were not dandelions. Xie Yuanyuan could see clearly from a high place, and he furrowed his sleeves Shinzo uses his body as a sharp knife to charge into the battle. Their offensive seems invincible, but while tearing apart the ghost cavalry, their lives are also burning and wasting rapidly. The star-like light spots will not be dandelions, but just... Furisode's newly created body burst into pieces!
"Stop it!" He shouted involuntarily, "You will die... This is no joke, stop it! Let's take a long-term view and don't have to do this!"
The storm caused by the new creation is still raging, like thousands of crazy dragons fighting violently here. Xie Yuanyuan was completely unable to maintain his body center in such a whirlpool. It was good enough that he could barely protect himself from being hit by something coming towards him. At this moment, even a small scrap of paper was dangerous. The ground He could blow out the small scraps of paper by moving his nose, but in the turbulent flow, the small scraps of paper turned into pieces of steel that could be nailed through the human body. Xie Yuanyuan tried his best to struggle out and escape from the realm created by Furisode Shinzo. He had a hard time escaping, and at the same time he felt something loose in his arms, like a small bag.
He is an assassin, and everything on his body exists for the purpose of killing people. Nothing is superfluous. He must maintain absolute control over the equipment he carries. Therefore, as soon as something like that moves, Xie Yuanyuan immediately reaches into his arms and pinches it. It's about to trend down.
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He was holding something like that, a small kit, and the texture inside felt rusty, like some kind of hay rubbing against each other... Xie Yuanyuan was silent, and he pressed the kit in the palm of his hand, close to his heart. The fierce battle made him dizzy, so much so that he forgot that there was an item on his body that was not for killing people. Straw butterflies were fluttering in his heart, and the Holy Son looked at him with clear and transparent eyes.
"Don't get hurt," he heard her say, "If you encounter danger, I hope Feng can fly far and high like this butterfly, okay?"
He suddenly understood that maybe love is such a dangerous thing, causing people to choose that gorgeous dead end before reason. She told you not to get hurt, and you already thought about dying for her. She told you not to die, so you already knew in your heart that death was the inevitable outcome. There are undercurrents surging under the frozen river surface, and anyone who walks by is afraid of all the slightest sounds. Only the loved ones fall heavily towards the ice, just to seek an absolutely certain ending, whether it is tragic or painful. .
Those four girls must be holding their own butterflies in their palms, right
The sky was completely bright, and the dreamy glow of the aurora was flying in the swirling storm, just like the ordinary late night when every starry river in the world is shining. The Shibagashi Naginata Riders flying out from the earth were scattered, and their number had dropped sharply. Thousands of ghost knights were cleared away by the churning clouds, and fragments of armor and ghost corpses fell like a luxurious rain. All players are watching this peerless battle and can't even find a way to step in and help. The city lord's eyes were splitting, and his roar sounded like a wail: "Despicable prostitutes! Who single-handedly promoted them and gave them power?! They actually betrayed me... How dare they betray me!"
"Their allegiance has never been to you!" He Qin's eyes were fierce, and he slashed with his sword, matching the distorted face of the city lord, "Recognize the reality... the power you gave them was just for protecting the prince. Springboard, that kind of hatred and contempt in your heart, don’t you know anything about it?”
The stardust was flying, and the storm finally calmed down. The sky was cleared, and the black clouds and dense ghost riders could no longer be seen. Only the remaining corpses kept falling to the ground. The four figures were staggered up and down, with broad wings spread out behind them, lifting them to hover in the center of the aurora and turbine-shaped clouds, majestic and majestic, like a queen.
"Still alive!" Xie Yuanyuan felt relieved and almost jumped up, "Still alive...!"
The relieved smile stopped on his face, the clouds slowly dispersed, and the aurora slowly disappeared. Xie Yuanyuan stared blankly at the back of the newly created figure... Those are not wings, not the kind that can let people fly into the sky when they are spread out. They are not afraid even if they fly towards the sun... They slaughtered tens of thousands of ghost cavalry, regardless of their lives, and did not care about defense or evasion, so there were still thousands of huge naginata that passed through the storm's defense line and penetrated their The bodies are intertwined and ferocious, and they are stuck on the girl's delicate back and waist... like dazzling wings.
He opened his mouth, his lips and tongue trembled, and he suddenly lost his voice.
The girls' faces were as clear as glass and shattered like glass at the same time. Their beautiful eyes were dead and their eyelashes were drooped, looking far away in the direction of the Yellow River. Only the corners of their mouths still had a tranquil and contented smile.
"Yayoi - Wakaba -" Seiko wanted to turn around. She heard the deafening noise gradually subsided, but another sharp pain swept through her mind. She shouted Furisode Shinzo's name randomly, hoping to get some response. , but Du Zijun resolutely covered her eyes and continued to run forward with her.
"Let's go... let's go!" He said sternly, "Don't look back, you can't turn back long ago!"
Wen Zheliu stood there and stared at the sky. His breathing became rapid and he was shaking as if he was crying. He turned on the communication device and said in a hoarse voice: "... All members, listen to me now."
"Just now, I guessed the information that Furisode Shinzo wanted to tell me. The ghosts of Huangquan can't harm the Holy Child because the Holy Child is not the so-called Amaterasu. She is Izanami... who was abandoned by Saint Sister Ceresa. The heart of love is the master of the kingdom of death, you may call her the Red Nun.”
"Therefore, the reason why they have to use their lives to block the Shibagi Nagito Cavalry sent by the City Lord... is because the Shibae Naginata Cavalry is not a native species of Huangquan at all, and they are not ghosts. They only obey the orders of the City Lord and can completely inflict life-threatening consequences on the Holy Son. Threat. To put it another way, in a sense, the Shibagi Naginata Rider belongs to the category of props and belongs to the players."
"The city lord is a human player just like us...a member of Muspelheim!" Wen Zheliu hissed, "Protect Abel and take the Holy Son away from the battlefield! Anyone who obeys the city lord's orders will treat the Holy Son The attacking ghost cavalry and the god with the castle lord's tattoo can hurt her, Izanami's identity has no effect on them!"
The city lord smiled, that smile was bloody and violent. His body had long been split into countless splatters of flesh and blood by He Qin. No one could survive after suffering such an injury, but he actually still had the strength to resist. He laughed wildly in the wind: "Yes, yes! So what if you find out my identity? This is my territory now, and there is no possibility of you escaping!"
A terrible moon slowly rises from the horizon of Huangquan, emitting unparalleled brilliance, illuminating all wars and deaths - the monthly reading of fortune once in thirty years has finally come.
"After clearing out all the debris, do you think everything is safe?" The city lord's smile became more and more weird, "It's not over yet! It's not over yet! I've been waiting for this day for a long time... I've wanted your life for a long time! Congratulations. Chin!"
With his crazy laughter, the fertile soil cracked open again, hot pillars of magma spurted up from the depths of the earth, and violent roars resounded through the underworld at the same time, as if a dragon was about to rush out of the ground, like an egg breaking open the world. shell!
He Qin finally showed a somewhat surprised look. He stepped back a little and sighed in dismay: "It's really you... Fafnir."
Wen Zheliu was stunned, Fafnir
"You're still alive after being chopped so many times. It turns out that you've hidden your true body underground a long time ago. You really took great pains." He Qin smiled slightly and said, "What other trump cards do you have, can you show them all?"
Guarding the cursed treasure, he not only killed his father Hreidmar, but also drove away his brother Regin, the dragon Fafnir. Is this him
The voice of the city lord, Fafnir, came from the communication device, somewhat distorted: "This is enough to deal with you!"
"Your identity has been revealed step by step. Are you also anxious?" He Qin looked at him calmly, "In the beginning, you did have absolute control over this place and could even bounce my knife back. What now? Why doesn’t it rebound?”
Fafnir's expression was uncertain. He didn't speak, but the earth was cracking rapidly. A dragon's claws had pressed onto the ground, like an island descending from the sky, trampling the burning buildings in the sea of fire into pieces. crumbs.
"The key to the truth will still work for you," He Qin laughed, "You compare yourself to God, but what kind of existence is God, and how can his power be controlled by 'fate'?"
He looked unruly and said calmly: "The only thing that hasn't changed is your hobby, which is the same despicable from beginning to end."
Fafnir also laughed sinisterly: "The more despicable a hobby is, the more effective it can be, executive officer. What's more, is it called despicable? It is obviously a great art, and everyone's skin is blank. Drawing paper, isn't the blank drawing paper just for drawing? I filled their similarly blank lives!"
He chuckled: "Even after so long, I still remember the first work I used to practice... It was a very beautiful girl, but those idiots ruined her beauty. Fortunately, she still has good skin. The dazzling whiteness finally allowed me to make some remedies, so I tattooed a whole scroll of Nine Phases on her back...ah!"
His fingers that were still intact touched the air intoxicatedly, as if he was still recalling the wonderful touch at that time: "She is the Queen of Tanlin in my mind! The beauty that was destroyed and destroyed added to the nine-phase world. What a mystery! Can you imagine it? Can you understand it? If she had not changed her appearance, if those people had not destroyed her spiritual beauty and given her a vulgar and vulgar new appearance, then the Nine Phases World would have no meaning. It’s just a painting! But she…but her!”
He racked his brains, trying to explain the mysterious and mysterious artistic conception to the enemy in front of him, but He Qin looked at him like he was looking at a dead person.
"So..." He Qin murmured, "It's really you."
Du Zijun no longer ran forward with the Holy Son.
He slowly stopped, only his hands continued to cover the Son's eyes.
His hands suddenly felt cold, bone-piercing cold, and the Holy Son was slightly frightened, not knowing what had happened.