Senjou had an epiphany during the battle and successfully advanced to the third level of [Rakshasa Girl].
At this moment, the six-armed Rakshasa behind her was no longer a shadow, but a gilded golden body with an angry look. When he looked at it, he saw that there were three points of emptiness, but it was transformed by the extremely condensed Gang Qi. This Gang Qi
Like armor, golden light bloomed a foot away from her body, and an indestructible heaviness was visible to the naked eye.
Su Lun looked at it with gloomy eyes.
Whether it is Mr. Kagami or the "Sword Master" Akutagawa Ryuichi he met before, they all commented that Senjou has an almost impeccable heart in the way of kendo, and his achievements in the way of kendo will be immeasurable in the future. Now with the help of the [Bodhiko] enlightenment
By chance, she broke through the three-level talent that almost only existed in legends.
Unfortunately, this is the swan song.
As Chijo said, this is the strongest state in her life.
At this moment, she pointed her sword at the sky and called "Izanami" by her name without fear.
The sky above our heads was frighteningly low, and the rolling purple-red thunderclouds seemed to be slowly sinking and rumbling, as if they were about to split the whole sky into pieces with thunder.
As soon as the majestic Rakshasa golden body appeared, even the countless demons and ghosts were shocked.
All the ghost kings looked at each other, not daring to touch his edge.
At this moment, what sounded like Sanskrit chanting suddenly rang in my ears, echoing throughout the heaven and earth.
"I see the evil ghosts of all living beings in hell, and the appearance of Mara. None of these appearances enter my eyes. I see the Lord of Hell, the Lord of the Underworld, Lord Yama, and all the gods do not disturb my mind. There are nine mountains and eight seas, and there is no self. There are monsters and demons.
, If there is no self, I will not kill. After my sword comes out, it can open mountains, cut off rivers, split seas, and kill ghosts and gods."
Before these words could be heard, a strange image suddenly appeared in the sky.
A gap suddenly opened in the thick thunder clouds, and a dazzling golden Buddha light shone down from the gap. In this dark land of underworld, it was like a golden sword piercing down from the sky.
Wherever the Buddha's light shines, a group of evil ghosts can't avoid it. They cry out in pain and are instantly burned into gray smoke by the light.
That beam of light finally broke through the filthy mist and shone on Qianjou's Rakshasa Gold.
For a moment, the golden light flourished, as if a god had descended.
As if it was the Shinto technique of "one word becomes a prophecy", the sword intent accumulated in her body at this moment also increased to the extreme with the chanting sound.
In addition, the inexhaustible dark spiritual power continuously gathered in the sword, and the sword energy spilled out three hundred meters. It was as if her sword was going to smash the entire underworld as long as she slashed out.
At this moment, an even more exaggerated scene occurred.
Looking up, a golden Rakshasa body suddenly appeared in the crack, with a majestic appearance, overlooking the entire underworld.
Suddenly, the huge golden body of Rakshasa in the sky became angry and glared at the Lord of the Underworld who was watching the battle again.
Then Izanami was offended and cursed viciously, "You humble ant, how dare you offend a great god!"
"snort!"
Qian Tiao shouted coldly.
But it doesn’t matter whether the king responds or not.
With this strike of her sword, she had decided to "kill the god".
However, how can those mountain spirits and ghosts tolerate a human being who offends the great king in their hearts?
How could he let Qian Jiao get past them and directly confront their king?
Although they were instinctively afraid of the dazzling Buddha's light, the ghost kings from all directions shouted loudly, and the overwhelming ghost energy that had just subsided for a while suddenly boiled up again.
The black tide of ghostly energy swept away overwhelmingly,
The overwhelming ghost energy was like a wave crashing onto the shore, as if it wanted to extinguish the Buddha's light in the sky.
However, it's already too late.
The whole world is dark,
But suddenly, a beam of light came on.
Although it is very weak,
Isolated and helpless,
But
Pierced this endless darkness!
Thousands of six-armed swords, charging towards the black ghost tide without fear, with a cheerful and carefree smile: "Hahahaha Izanami, you monsters and ghosts can't stop me!"
She is like the God of War, destroying everything she passes through, and nothing can stop her.
At this moment, Senjou had already rushed in front of Izanami,
The aloof god seemed to feel fear for the first time.
Is He God?
No!
He is far inferior!
[Fallen Angel] But as a true god, how can one of his limbs be matched by Izanami, who looks like a god through some means?
He also felt the fear of being wiped out under the sword at the pinnacle of Qian Jiao.
At this moment, seeing that the ghosts in the sky could not stop the charging human being, Izanami finally took action.
He raised his hand and waved, and a strange sea of green fire appeared in front of him.
The flame seemed to be able to burn everything. Wherever it passed, it burned mountains, rocks, grass and trees, monsters and monsters.
Thousands of miles went by and they still didn’t stop.
At the last moment when she rushed into the sea of green fire, she looked back and glanced into the distance.
Just looking at Su Lun from a distance.
The last look back in life,
She smiled.
In Edo, the blind female violinist once predicted this scene: Senjo would go away with a sword in the sea of fire, but there was no regrets or regrets on her face.
ah!
ah!!
ah!!!
Su Lun looked at Qianjiao, whose body had begun to burn, and felt the pain of gouging out his heart.
He knew that Qianjo was creating opportunities for himself.
Without attracting Na Izanami's attention, no matter how powerful your life-saving means is, it will be impossible to deceive her.
At this moment, Su Lun felt as if he was hallucinating, as if he heard the farewell words again, "Su Lun, goodbye. Live well. Don't let my death be worth it."
Su Lun immediately calmed down from that almost crazy state.
fear death?
No.
Having experienced death before, he is not that afraid of death.
If you can die with someone you can trust with your life, this life is worth it.
But at this moment, the more I looked at Qian Jiao's back, the words kept repeating in my mind: "Don't make my death not worth it."
Just like Miko before her, Senjo gave up her life in the hope that Su Lun could survive.
As if the devil was stunned.
This sentence kept echoing in his mind.
Why fight?
Why should I bear your lives to survive?
Su Lun was furious in his heart. He controlled the mechanical armor and charged wildly in the ghost mist tide, as if he wanted to use killing to divert the grief in his heart. He wanted to rush over and join Qian Jiao to cut down the aloof god.
But
Why,
Why can't I do anything?
Su Lun could only watch helplessly.
The more you kill, the calmer you feel.
He suddenly stopped somewhere.
At this moment, Qian Jiao in the distance let out a loud roar, and finally unleashed the long-awaited arcane attack.
In Sensoji Temple, Su Lun once practiced swordsmanship with Senjo for a long time.
I once had a conversation like this.
"I have the strongest sword in my heart, but I can't kill it now. But in the future, I will definitely be able to kill all the gods and demons. Su Lun, please give me a domineering name."
"The Tyrant Mad Dragon Slays?"
"Bah, how could your name be any more vulgar? Can you choose a name that sounds like a poem?"
"Then it's called the Dawn of the New World?"
"Okay! That's it. My sword, it can be seen that the 'Light of Dawn' is a sword that brings hope to people."
""
Senjo then gave this sword a nice name, "Mystery: Dawn of the New World!"
Thousands of swords were slashed down, and the ten-thousand-foot-long golden Rakshasa shadow in the sky was slashed down at the same time.
In an instant, thunder struck down all over the sky at the same time, and the movement was exaggerated to the extreme.
Rolling thunder elements filled the entire field of vision.
This sword directly smashed the [Gate of Underworld] in the sky.
The lightning rays were connected into a network, covering everything from vision, perception, and energy fluctuations.
The Thunder Sea Hell Town killed almost all the ghosts that could not be avoided in the center of the battlefield. But only where Su Lun was, the thunder light lacked some power.
Su Lun knew this was his only chance to survive.
This is the price of a thousand lives.
With grief in his eyes, he gritted his teeth, pinched the warlock's seal, and left the cockpit of the armor.
No ghosts noticed this place, all eyes were attracted by Qian Jiao's slash.
After a loud "boom" sound.
Su Lun can no longer hear or see.
I don't know how long it took.
Su Lun woke up from his deep sleep.
He struggled a bit and found that he should be buried.
After a while, Su Lun's memory seemed to be connected from the "fragmented state".
"Did I survive?"
Su Lun murmured in his heart.
But I can't bring up any joy in the aftermath of the disaster.
He remembered everything.
Senjo struck out the last sword.
Su Lun didn't see it.
He jumped into a crack in the ground, hid, and woke up now.
This is what Su Lun learned from Mr. Mirror, the vampire's "sleep and suspended animation technique". By borrowing some alchemical potions, he can put his body into a state of suspended animation without breathing and with very low consumption. There is also [Oz the Iceman's]
Shroud] This forbidden object restrains the aura. There is also a "substitute corpse" cultivated from his own body tissue. Several methods can block almost any perception method.
It looks like the plan was successful.
He is still alive, which means that he has not been discovered by Izanami.
Su Lun struggled for a moment and untied the [Thousand Threads] Clothes. The sharp silk threads passed into the gaps in the soil and extended in all directions like roots of vegetation.
Then, he felt the ground.
About ten meters above.
Su Lun used silk thread to loosen the soil, like a zombie crawling out of the grave, struggling to finally breathe again.
He breathed a sigh of relief, took off the shroud on his body, and looked around.
Because of that battle, the place was devastated, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the ground was full of cracks. What was even more terrifying was that a bottomless abyss suddenly appeared in the distance.
The shape of the abyss is very strange, it is in the shape of a "T".
The horizontal strip looks like it was burned by flames, with obvious burn marks.
The vertical incision is very sharp, dozens of meters wide, and looks like it was cut out.
Su Lun remembered that the last scene he saw was Senjo rushing towards Izanami and slashing at her.
Killed?
No.
The vertical slash marks were completely blocked in front of the burning marks.
Su Lun identified the origin of the green flame at the last glance.
[Fire God Kagu Earth God True Flame]
Detailed explanation: The inextinguishable divine fire is one of the original true fires in the heavens; it is condensed from the law of death and the law of fire at the high level of gods, and can burn everything; the target is endless and the flame is never extinguished.
"Has even the sword energy been burned?"
Su Lun looked at the traces of the battlefield and analyzed the results.
[Fire Kagu Earth God] is a very special existence in Yamagakure mythology. He is the son of God born to Izanami.
But it was also because of the birth of this fire god that Izanami was burned to death by the special flame and became the Lord of the Underworld.
The flame controlled by this god is the original true fire that can burn the true god to death.
"Fujiwara Hayato really found some very special treasures. Did he really find them from the Underworld?"
Su Lun thought in his mind that if it appeared in the cursed space, it would naturally be the collection of the great adventurer and writer.
When Damen thought of this, suddenly, there was a thunder in his mind!
He suddenly realized: "I understand. I finally understand what this cursed space is about!"
At the same time, in Huangquan Kingdom, in a wine shop in the ghost town.
An elegant old woman was leisurely holding a book and reading it with gusto.
The passing ghosts around her seemed to turn a blind eye, and they all ignored her existence.
As she watched, she murmured to herself from time to time.
"Gustave, you still like writing tragic endings so much. Those tragic novels you wrote had readers throwing stones and smashing the windows of your house many times. Don't you know that readers don't like this kind of story? Why?
, is it because you still have resentment towards me for obeying my family and marrying to the south?"
"You actually used high-level runes to really depict the appearance of the gods in the book. Oh my god, your literary talent, no one in this era can match you."
"Yo? If the world is a prison, then love is the key to open the prison. You still leave some hope for those wonderful loves."
""
She saw the final ending in the book, which said: "Su Lun survived after all. He absorbed a lot of ghost energy. His law of death has exceeded the upper limit of the law of death contained in space. He has seen the truth of the world.
"
This is an unfinished book.
But the story ends here.
Seeing this, the old woman seemed to have seen a story ending that satisfied her, and she suddenly smiled: "Hey, I originally thought I would help him, but it seems I won't. The look in Katyusha's girl's eyes is indeed
It’s pretty good. I’m really looking forward to where that girl will end up in.”
The story was still going on, but she didn't continue reading.
Because at this point in the story, the old woman saw the words the author left for her: "Natasha, I can't wait for you anymore. I can only leave my story in the book. I hope you can read it one day."
After reading this, she smiled tenderly, her eyebrows were like flowers, as if she was responding to the person who wrote the book across time, "Well, I'm here."
After reading other people's stories, she seemed to have decided to do her own thing.
She held the novel and said to herself tenderly: "Gustave, you are no longer here, and I have also reached the end of my life. Our story has come to an end. But I also know that you must be waiting there.
I. When this story is reopened, our story should begin again. I am very curious, what does the me in your writing look like?"
Seeing this, the frail old man seemed to have exhausted her last bit of energy and slowly closed the thick novel.
With a girlish look of expectation, she opened the first page that no one had ever opened before and started reading from the beginning.
The beginning of the story reads: "It was a sunny morning, and I finally entered the Luying Royal Academy of my dreams. And I also met the most beautiful girl in my life."
The old man watched and watched, tears welling up in his eyes.
At this moment, a magical scene appeared.
The surrounding scenery began to change, as if space was distorted, and time was receding rapidly.
The age on her face changed visibly to the naked eye. The deep wrinkles gradually dissipated, then became flat and smooth, and in an instant she transformed into the appearance of a jade-like girl.
Her silver hair also gradually gained color, turning into a waterfall of purple wavy hair.
The wizened and hunched figure also became plump, with bulging breasts and perky buttocks, and her whole body was filled with the unique youthful beauty of a girl.
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What a gorgeous girl this is.
Once upon a time, she was this young.
The surrounding scene changed, from a ghost town to a classroom at Luying Royal Academy.
She closed her brand new notebook and heard someone saying hello.
Turning around, a young man with a sunny face stretched out his hand to her and introduced her in a friendly way: "Hello, my beautiful deskmate, my name is Gustave. Nice to meet you. My dream To become a great writer and adventurer! Now, we are classmates."
He is not too handsome, his clothes are cheap, and his family background is not very good.
But the bright sunshine outside the window happened to shine on his face, reflecting a pair of beautiful light blue pupils. Those pupils were very deep and pure, as if they were hiding the stars in the summer night sky.
The purple-haired girl stretched out her slender hand, responded with an aristocratic salute, and smiled sweetly: "Hello, my name is Natasha."
The two people's hands gently held each other's hands, feeling each other's warmth.
The first time they met, Natasha had a premonition that she was about to have a vigorous love affair.
Just then.
A piece of text written by the author appeared in a certain notebook: "Actually, I have known for a long time that we are not suitable, but you still rejected all suitors and accompanied me through a fruitless road. Although it is not long, it will be unforgettable in my life." Natasha, I don’t have any complaints, just some regrets. I regret that I met the most beautiful you when I had nothing but dreams in my life. But throughout my life, I have been glad to have met you. I have brought us together. The story is written in the novel, so that our youth will never fade away. I will always love you Carl Gustav Jung."
The story of Gustav and Natasha, a commoner boy and a noble lady, ends here.
