In the square of Santu Shrine, the black witches were busy coming and going, quietly and quickly cleaning up the messy square.
Broken pieces of iron were everywhere, and a large number of Sentou Bans were shattered by the impact of the earth-shattering [Hagoromo Sword: Ten Fist Sword] just now. Less than 40% of the Thousand Sword Bans remained intact.
Following Tsuruga's instructions, they collected all the swords including fragments and scabbards and piled them in the center of the square.
When they are busy, these silent black witches will look up at the main hall from time to time.
But just by looking at them, they felt deeply ashamed of themselves. They lowered their heads and continued their work. That's right, how could they look directly at gods with such filthy bodies?
In the main hall, Heather was sitting on the most distinguished seat, leaning lazily, holding a bottle of Tsuruga's camouflage collection of fine wine in her hand, and taking sips.
Tsuruga, who was wearing a large coat and camouflage, knelt on the brown-red floor not far in front of the seat in the most standard "Toshita seat", motionless.
She did not put on a new miko uniform. Inside it was still the tattered miko uniform that was torn to pieces by Heather. She just wore a large coat around her shoulders. She couldn't figure out this Susana.
It was a man's thought, but since the god only chopped up his clothes but did not hurt his life, he must have some intention, right?
Thinking of the obscene legends that occasionally appeared in Japanese mythology, Tsuruga Camouflage's face turned red.
No, no, no, although Susanoo is an out-and-out God of Destruction in mythology, rough and violent, and likes to cause trouble, there has never been any bad legend about the opposite sex. I must be overthinking it.
, It’s really filthy, Tsuruga Camouflage, you actually make such bold and random thoughts in front of God!
Thinking of this, Tsuruga Camouflage couldn't help but secretly despise the filthiness of his own thoughts.
Little did they know that Heather, who was sitting in the upper seat, was also murmuring in her heart.
The shadow of Susano'o at the end of the clouds was deliberately created by Heather. He used the power of the fierce sword to control Feng Shui to cleverly refract the sun's rays in the clouds, and then used extremely concentrated black clouds to create Susano'o.
The outline of it created a miracle of divine descent.
Even though he had withdrawn his strength, why did he still cut Tsuruga Camouflage's clothes into pieces? Originally, I just wanted to use the power of the fierce sword to control the wind and rain to shock Tsuruga Camouflage and the black shrine maidens, but unexpectedly, things suddenly turned out to be...
Today's situation.
Well, Tsuruga's figure in camouflage is indeed very impressive. I didn't expect that the shrine maiden uniform can be so hidden...but I have no intention of doing so at all!
Look at this guy kneeling on the ground. His heartbeat is almost faster than the King's engine. He must be thinking wildly!
After thinking about it, Heather decided to take the lead in starting a new topic: "As a bet, Thousand Blades is now mine, right?"
"Yes, whether it is the Thousand Swordsman, the Santu Shrine, or me and a thousand black witches, they are all your property now."
Tsuruga Camouflage did not raise his head, and knelt on the ground while maintaining the posture of earth seat, and said respectfully.
She no longer had any doubts about Heather's identity as Susano'o. Shrines, priests and shrine maidens were meant to please the gods. Now that the true god has come, he can naturally bring everything under his control.
Heather couldn't stand the habit of the Japanese people to sit down, so she shook the bottle impatiently:
"No need to kneel down, come here and pour me wine."
"Yes, thank you for your grace."
Tsuruga Camouflage got up, ignoring the loose clothes he was wearing and falling to the ground. He bowed and walked quickly to Heather's side with a slight shyness, knelt down and poured wine for Heather.
It's really troublesome. If I had known it earlier, I would have changed my plan. It seems that the emergence of a [True God] in this era is too impactful for the shrine maidens.
Heather pretended to be impatient: "As a witch, you are not dressed appropriately. Please quickly change into a pair of clean clothes before coming back."
"I was rude, please forgive me."
Tsuruga Camouflage put down the bottle of wine and touched her forehead to the ground. Then she covered her whole body with a "miko uniform" that contained less than a sock and walked quickly to the inside of the hall. After a while, she changed into the miko uniform she usually wears.
, knelt down next to Heather again and poured wine for her, with a respectful attitude.
After drinking for a while, Heather put down the glass and looked at Tsuruga Camouflage: "Don't feel any psychological pressure. Just continue to treat me as a wandering ronin [Sekiro]. Do you understand?"
"Yes." Tsuruga Camouflage lowered his head respectfully.
Okay, what you said is the same as what you didn’t say. Heather smoothed the hair in front of her forehead and pulled it back:
"In the final analysis, the worry between you and these thousand black witches still lies with the [Shogunate]. As long as the [Shogunate] disappears, the wanted and arrest warrants of the black witches will automatically be cancelled, and you can naturally continue to live peacefully in these three ways.
In the shrine, even if there are certain forces that want to take revenge on these black witches, you can easily defeat them with your power. Don't worry, I will fulfill my promise."
Although the Thousand Swords now belong to Heather, Heather is still ready to fulfill the agreement with Tsuruga Camouflage. In the original work, she died from the sabers of the protagonists Rin Shichika and Jiuer, and the Thousand Swords were taken away by the shogunate, and a thousand people
The future of the black shrine maidens at Santo Shrine is uncertain.
Now, [Susano'o] has revealed his true form in Izumo Mountain, where the gods gather, and the huge slash mark stretching across seven mountains is the best evidence.
When the god is proven to be real, the Santu Shrine in his sight will have unprecedented prominence and transcendent security. Want to attack Santu Shrine? Then you are disobeying Susanoo God. Do you also want to try it?
Try the ten-fist sword that shattered seven mountains?
It's not a bad thing that Tsuruga Camouflage lost the Sentoru. In fact, she was even more powerful when she didn't have a sword in her hand. To a certain extent, the 'Sentoru' restricted her strength.
Hearing Heather's words, Tsuruga Camouflage's eyes turned red, and he knelt on the ground and knocked his forehead heavily:
"Thank you for your grace."
She had already understood what Heather meant. The great Susano'o god was ready to personally destroy the shogunate. Even though General Iemaki ruled the world and had countless armies, Tsuruga Camouflage didn't think that the shogunate had any power when facing Susano'o.
Even the slightest chance of winning.
Now, she finally understood what was going on with Heather's perfect appearance that was almost cursed by charm. Only Susano'o, one of the three most passionate gods, could possess such extraordinary beauty.
Looks good now.
Heather waved her hand: "Okay, okay, I can't stand kneeling and kowtowing all the time. Let's go out together and see how well those cute little girls have collected Thousand Dao Li."
With that said, he stood up first, stretched out and put a light blue cloak on his shoulders covered with Tsuruga camouflage, and strode out of the hall, followed by Tsuruga camouflage.
As soon as he stepped out of the hall, Heather saw a hill of iron filings piled up in the square from the remains of thousands of swords. The black witches standing at the edge of the square just glanced at Heather and hurriedly lowered their heads in panic.
I didn't dare to look anymore.
"Why don't you dare to look up at me?"
Heather's magnetic voice resounded throughout the square. After hearing this, the black witches not only did not raise their heads, but were so frightened that they fell to their knees on the ground. The dark ground was covered with human heads.
Tsuruga Camouflage was behind Heather, looking at Heather worriedly, and then at the black shrine maidens. In myths and legends, Susano'o's temperament was like the storm he controlled, strong and irritable. Tsuruga Camouflage was afraid that these black shrine maidens might have
How could I offend this great god?
Heather walked down the stairs slowly, and every step seemed to ring in the hearts of the black witches.
"Why are you ashamed of yourself? Why don't you dare to look up at others? Do you yourself feel that you are more humble than others? Wrong, totally wrong!"
Heather's voice was like thunder exploding in the clear sky——
"You have no heart disease, and you don't need the poison of a thousand knives to cure it. Don't have spiritual sustenance? Then try to dedicate your whole body and mind to me!"
The black witches raised their heads in disbelief. They were tortured to the point of physical and mental collapse by the men and then abandoned. With no identity, no self, and no future, are they really qualified to serve the gods?
"I give you an identity! I give you a self! I promise you a future!"
The god on earth stood in the square and said loudly——
"Believe in me!"
The talismans covering the faces of the black witches were wet with tears.
"Admire me!"
Tsuruga Camouflage's eyes were red and his whole body was trembling slightly.
"I, Susano'o, one of the Three Shining Gods, allow you to love me!"
Heather laughed and opened her left arm, and thunder continued to explode in the clear sky:
"Stand up, my black witches, from now on you are my waiters, and you should walk in the world with a noble attitude! Tear off the charms on your faces and let me see your faces!"
The black witches quietly stood up one after another and tore off the talismans from their faces stained by tears.
If the [fanaticism] in the eyes can turn into flames, then Izumo Mountain must have been plunged into a sea of fire at this time, right?
Both the Tsuruga camouflage and these thousand black witches have had their hearts reshaped by Heather and have completely fallen. Even if Heather asked them to commit suicide with their swords at this moment, I am afraid they would do it without hesitation and with joy.
At this time, the hill of iron filings formed by the remains of the thousand swords also began to tremble violently.
Heather opened her left hand and stretched it straight towards the iron filings hill. A intact Thousand Swordsman suddenly flew out from the bottom and flew towards Heather like lightning.
Tsuruga Camouflage was startled and was about to intercept, but was stopped by Heather.
Snap, the Thousand-knife Bolt was firmly held in Heather's hand. It was the original prototype of the Thousand-knife Bolt.
Qian Dao Chu has recognized his master and is eagerly preparing to serve Heather.
Right of ownership, achieved.
Legend, achieved.
The blade of the prototype Thousand Blades in Heather's hand burst out with light like the blazing sun, and you could see that both the blade and the handle began to melt in the invisible flames.
Not only the knife in Heather's hand, but also the hill of iron filings made of thousands of swords in front of him was shrouded in flames, and then formed a huge spiral pillar of fire that penetrated the sky and the earth.