Wu Ji casually threw the [Burial Mountain] in her hand into the hands of Amamiya Haruki, and spoke expressionlessly, as if she had not just shaken a mountain, but just pulled up a weed, extremely calm.
"Shouta, sister, weren't you strong just now?" She walked up to Hoshimi Shota and pinched his face with her hands, a teasing smile appeared on that indifferent face.
Seeing Shota's cheeks turn red, Hoshi took two steps back, "Yeah, it's just average."
"Really? Then when you go back in the evening, my sister will let you see something even more powerful..."
"Demon, witch! Stop talking nonsense!"
When Hoshimi Shota was being teased crazily, Amamiya Haruki took the knife, lowered his head and observed carefully for a moment, and nodded slightly.
He put down the wooden box behind him and opened it. Inside the large box were neatly placed four Fujin knives, exuding different lusters.
Just as Amamiya Haruki was about to put [Burial Mountain] into it, the mountain peak under his feet suddenly trembled again!
Everyone present looked at Wu Ji aside.
Wu Ji raised her eyebrows, "Why are you looking at me? It's not me this time."
"It's not you?" Furuhara Yoshiki asked in confusion, "Who else could it be?"
Rumble…
A low humming sound came from under the mountain peak, and the cracks that had been all over the mountain spread crazily again. A large amount of gravel rolled down from the top of the mountain, and dust was everywhere.
A dark and strange pillar of light suddenly erupted from the broken crater, piercing through the thick clouds and shooting straight into the sky!
A cold and ancient aura rushed out from the top of the mountain, a low roar echoed within the mountain, and a heart-stopping and terrifying aura suddenly descended.
The moment she felt this breath, Wu Ji's face changed slightly. She stretched out her hand to protect Shota Hoshimi behind her. Her eyes were fixed on the black beam of light on the top of the mountain, and her face was filled with solemnity.
"What is that?" Furuhara Yoshiki's zombie-like face showed a look of shock.
"...It's a corpse beast, a corpse beast that was cultivated from the body of the Tianjin God under Mount Fuji." Amamiya Haruki seemed to have thought of something, and frowned tightly, "'The place where the corpse god protects'
…That’s what it meant.”
"What? Why didn't I understand?" Shota Hoshimi asked confused.
"The corpse of the Tianjin God was suppressed under Mount Fuji for endless years. The remaining divine power in the body did not dissipate, but was sealed in this mountain.
Originally, even if the [Burial Mountain] was pulled out, there would be no accidents, but since the emergence of the power that can corrode people's hearts, the Tianjin God's corpse has also been contaminated. Under this mountain that stores divine power, something has been born.
An extremely powerful corpse beast...
No, judging from the total amount of divine power it has inherited, perhaps it is more appropriate to call it the Corpse God."
"So, after the [Burial Mountain] was pulled out, the Corpse God was born?" Yurina felt the breath coming from the black light pillar soaring into the sky, her pale face was full of worry, "Then I
what to do?"
"……run!"
Furuhara Yoshiki and Hoshimi Shota shouted in unison. Without any hesitation, the four of them turned around and rushed straight down along the gradually breaking mountain.
The black beam of light that shot up into the sky from the top of the mountain became stronger and stronger, and the tremors of the mountain were extremely fierce. Suddenly, a giant hand covering the sky stretched out from the crater and slapped heavily around the crater, directly shaking the mountain again.
A hideous ravine.
Immediately afterwards, a black head without facial features slowly rose from the crater, followed by a neck, torso, limbs...
When its body climbed out from the foot of Mount Fuji intact, the giant shadow had completely blocked the dim sun in the sky, casting a shadow that could cover half of the city. The sunlight was swallowed up by the outline of its pitch-black body, exuding a suffocating light.
sense of oppression.
Although it does not have the aura of the power of law, the divine pressure exuding from it is a real divine realm.
"Isn't this thing too big?" Yoshiki Furuhara looked back at the huge figure standing on the top of the mountain, and couldn't help but say, "With this one step, half of the city will be gone."
"It was born from the corpse of Tianjin God whose divine power was completely preserved. It is not at the same level as the corpse beasts we saw before."
The corpse god standing on the top of the mountain slowly turned his head, with a black face without facial features, looking down at these ants that were frantically escaping from Mount Fuji.
The next moment, a vertical gap suddenly opened on its face, and behind the jagged fangs was a blood-red hollow.
Facing the direction in which the four people were escaping, strong divine power quickly gathered in front of the gap, flashing with a red light.
boom--!!!
A thin red line shot out from the crack and swept towards the four figures along the broken mountain. Roaring explosion flames shot into the sky along the path!
"Get away!!"
When Amamiya Haruki saw this scene, his pupils suddenly shrank. He kicked Furuki Yoshiki in the chest and kicked him away. He held Yurina in his arms with his other hand and jumped towards the right side of the mountain.
.
But Takeki, who was guarding Shota Hoshimi, immediately hugged him in her arms and avoided the red line in a flash.
The dazzling firelight occupied everyone's sight, and the terrifying air waves lifted them away. In the endless splash of rubble, their bodies fell heavily to the ground.
"Brother Amamiya!"
Yurina got up from the ground and saw a bloody trail on Amamiya Haruki's back from the gravel, and exclaimed.
"It's just a minor injury, I'm fine." Amamiya Haruki put on the black kimono again, took a deep breath, climbed up from the cracked black ground, and stared at the corpse god on the top of the mountain with his eyes.
The second red glimmer has begun to brew at its crack.
Feeling the terrifying aura of destruction, Amamiya Haruki's face was extremely gloomy. As if he had made up his mind, he took off the wooden box from behind and handed it to Yurina's hand.
"Brother Amamiya?" Yurina was stunned.
"The attack range of that thing is too far. If this continues, we will all die here." Amamiya Haruki said calmly, "Inform Takishiro to come over, and you and Furuhara will go first with these Fukutsu swords.
I'll hold it for a while."
"Amamiya, that's..."
Furuhara Yoshiki, who had just staggered up from the ground, was slightly startled when he heard these words. He seemed to want to persuade him something, but Amamiya Haruki interrupted him.
"Walk."
Clang——!!
Hearing a crisp sword sound, the dark blue long sword was pulled out of its sheath.
[Yubeng] Take out the sheath.
Click!
A bolt of thunder streaked across the sky, and a drop of rain cut through the dim dome, fell on the dark blue blade, broke into tiny water droplets, and splashed away.
Then came the second drop, the third drop...
In an instant, torrential rain suddenly fell from the sky, like a silvery river, flooding the devastated Mount Fuji.