In this desolate and messy forest, the sunlight was blocked by heavy dark clouds, casting a dark shadow. The branches and leaves of the trees fell to the ground, and the broken branches and trunks were scattered on the ground, forming a desolate scene.
The withered yellow leaves fluttered and rustled in the wind, as if lamenting the desolation.
In this desolate forest, a young man stands alone. This onmyoji is named Kusano Akito. He has long hair as black as crow feathers and a pair of deep black eyes, giving people a mysterious and determined look. Feel.
He wears a white kimono with a delicate yin and yang pattern embroidered on it, symbolizing his connection to the cosmic forces.
Qiu Dou's face is pale and delicate, revealing a hint of calmness and wisdom. His brows seem to be engraved with thousands of years of wisdom, and his deep eyes reveal a desire for the mysteries of the world.
At this time, the folding fan in his hand was slightly opened, and then he looked at the cyan mandrill that stopped and looked at him, with some doubts flashing in his eyes.
Obviously, for me, there are still many unknown things in this vast land, and this strange ghost in front of me is one of them.
Although there have been many monsters that have been subdued, but in the end, looking back, there is nothing weirder than this guy. After all, this guy is too weird, and I have actually been observing it from a distance for a long time.
Although many of my own people died at the hands of this guy during this process, to be honest, I didn't care.
After all, those ordinary people have no value in their own eyes. If they can die valuable for themselves, they should feel honored.
Anyway, this is the case for them, and in fact it is indeed the case. Their deaths are not completely meaningless. At least they have indeed solved this problem for themselves, allowing this unknown enemy to reveal more. means.
This group of guys is not just a bunch of garbage, they are just able to exert their due value at the right time, and if they achieve this step, that is enough.
After all, there is not much that I need them to do. Since they can do it to this extent, they have indeed satisfied my expectations for them.
At least I have seen enough of this monster's methods and collected enough intelligence.
At this time, this monster has shown extraordinary speed, strength, concealment, and infection methods to this group of people. All methods are almost the best among the monsters he has seen.
And the complete form that emerges after all these characteristics are integrated makes me even more moved.
At this time, it was natural to understand that there must be someone else controlling this monster, but that didn't matter to him. After all, since he chose to stand up, it meant that he had made a decision.
He is determined to win this monster, and he must regain it as his own shikigami.
At this time, Kusano Akito's pair of fox-like eyes that were slender and sparkling with cunning narrowed even more. At this time, they were already bent into a thin line, and there was a light of thought in his eyes.
snap——
The paper fan in Kusano Akito's hand opened with a snap, and then a string of characters engraved on the fan was revealed.
As the mantras were recited in his mouth, the words seemed to come alive at this moment, and began to beat as if they had gained life.
Then each character turned into traces of cyan Qi, drawing a flickering spell, and typed it out casually.
The spirit of speech is destroyed!
The cyan stream of light flashed forward at an extremely fast speed, and before the mandrill could react, the cyan blessing had already landed on it.
A bit of clarity seemed to flash through the mandrill's empty eyes, but at this time, what was behind the clarity was anger.
boom--
A huge force exploded in Mandrill's body, and then the billowing force began to surge rapidly.
Following the word spirit emitted by Onmyoji Kusano Akito, Mandrill felt a powerful shock wave spread throughout his body.
His body began to tremble violently, as if he was under tremendous pressure. Huge energy burst out in his body, and he suddenly let out a sharp scream.
Suddenly, Mandrill's body began to undergo drastic changes.
His skin became as pale as paper, as if shrouded in death, and then, cracks spread rapidly from his body, forming terrifying network patterns.
As the word spirit continued to spread, Mandrill's body seemed to be experiencing a huge implosion force. His limbs began to separate, and the fragments flew everywhere, like broken glass shards.
Sharp bone fragments exploded from his body, cutting through the air and sending out an icy chill.
The horrific scene continued to evolve, and the mandrill's body gradually disintegrated into countless fragments.
His body was torn apart, and the remaining limbs and internal organs were scattered everywhere, staining the surrounding trees and ground red. Miasma filled the air, and the surrounding vegetation and even stones were shrouded in a haze after being contaminated by these strange black qi.
But after all, it was only within that range, and such methods could not affect Onmyoji Kusano Akito in the distance.
After a while, Mandrill's body completely collapsed, leaving only a broken wreckage.
The surrounding air was filled with a faint smell of burning and a creepy smell of blood. His remains were scattered on the trees and ground in the forest, as if witnessing the power of evil being destroyed.
In this cruel and desolate scene, Kusano Akito stood motionless, still with a calm and ruthless expression on his face.
Because he also realized that something was wrong with the situation. The guy in front of him was really too weak. He always felt that he had found the wrong target, but logically speaking, that was a problem that should not have occurred.
Before taking action, I had seen how that guy could infect ordinary corpses and then transform them into mandrills, but in the end, only one of them was the subject of the infection.
I noticed this early on, and understood that only subduing the subject was truly meaningful, so I always closely observed the movement of the subject.
Until he was about to attack it, he could confirm that the person in front of him was the main body, but when his attack landed on the opponent, he suddenly realized that something seemed wrong.
The power and quality this body had displayed before should not have been defeated so easily.
However, he was able to confirm that he should not have found the wrong target. At this time, he couldn't help but fall into a conflict and couldn't extricate himself. He began to doubt his own judgment.
His eyes couldn't help but glance into the distance, and his eyes began to search among those mandrills again, and this action actually meant that he questioned his own judgment.
But after all, it’s okay not to question it at this time. The mandrill that he originally wanted to take back with great interest ended up dying after being touched. This gap was still a bit too big.
Of course he is very clear about his own strength, but he can't help but have some doubts about this guy's strength.
I still don't think the monster I'm interested in should be so weak. If it is really like this, then there will be no value in recovering it. At this time, I can only find the right target again.
But the next moment, Kusaba Akito suddenly became alert. He suddenly retracted the fan in his hand and moved forward a little.
A crisis suddenly surged into my heart, and my nerves were beating constantly. At this moment, I suddenly realized a huge crisis, but what was even more dangerous was that I had not found the correct source of the danger.
Even though he was aware of the danger, he couldn't find the direction from which the other party would come. At this time, his heart was hanging.
At this time, behind Kusano Akito, in the invisible blind spot, a mandrill hidden in his blind spot quietly appeared. The mandrill was shrouded in a dark aura and approached silently like a shadow.
Suddenly, the earth trembled and the ground began to crack. A crack spread rapidly from Kusano Akito's feet, forming a huge claw-shaped hole.
With the sound of soil breaking, a huge black shadow suddenly emerged from the ground.
This black shadow is a deformed and ugly mandrill, with a curled body, iron-like muscles, and a sickly purple-black skin.
His eyes were like abyss, emitting a terrifying red light, and the sharp claws at the top shone with cold light, like the fingertips of the god of death.
The scene of breaking out of the ground is like the birth of a demon, which is horrifying. The black shadow's body is covered with soil and blood, and the stench permeates the surroundings. He looks up to the sky and lets out a shrill roar, and the sound echoes in the woods, which is chilling.
Kusano Akito's figure flashed immediately. He reacted quickly, but he didn't have time to completely avoid it.
The black shadow's claws swung ferociously, slashing towards Qiu Dou's body. The claws cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, carrying an aura of destruction.
But at this moment, the paper fan in Kusano Akito's hand reopened, and then another green word spirit opened.
Words and spirit, keep.
The cyan spirit turned into a protective barrier, but after all, the mandrill's claws did not fall on the enemy before the barrier opened.
But the mandrill's attack still did not retract because of this, but hit the barrier hard at this time, and a huge rumbling sound suddenly broke out between the two.
A crack opened in the barrier, and then spread rapidly like a spider web. The mandrill's claws alternately launched rapid and fierce attacks. The attacks fell on the barrier like raindrops, bombarding the barrier that was originally as solid as a mountain. of crumbling.
At this time, Kusano Akito had cold sweat breaking out on his face. The guy in front of him was definitely the real thing, but feeling the opponent's power at such a close distance was really a bit shocking.
But now that he has bought time with the guardian spirit, the problem is solved. He just needs to find the other party.
Kusano Akito took a deep breath at this time, and then stepped out of three paper figurines from his arms. He opened his mouth and blew, and then he saw that the three paper figurines seemed to have come to life. He removed himself from the palm of his hand. He stood up.
Then the paper people rose up with the wind, fluttered down to the ground, and exploded into clouds of black mist.
In the woods filled with black mist, a blazing red light suddenly flashed from the mist. As the red light gradually spread, a huge and ferocious red ghost slowly appeared in front of everyone.
The red ghost is tall and mighty, with a body as high as two feet. His skin is red and exudes a fiery aura, as if burning with blazing flames.
His muscles are strong and powerful, and every muscle fiber reveals the texture of strength. The flaming mane burns from his head, dancing like fire.
The red ghost's face is ferocious and ferocious, full of beast-like threats. His eyes are dark red, with evil and fanaticism flashing in his pupils. The sharp fangs were exposed in his mouth, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.
His nose was high, and he breathed out a hot breath.
The red ghost's body is covered with solid red iron armor, flashing with a scorching red light. The armor is engraved with strange runes, exuding mysterious power.
He wears thick bracers on his arms, and every swing brings storm-like power.
The red ghost's hands turned into huge red claws, and the claws shone with scorching fire. Each wave was accompanied by a whistling sound, burning and twisting the surrounding air.
His feet stepped on the earth, and the ground made a low trembling sound.
And in the black mist, another dark and cold green light gradually emerged, and the black mist gradually dispersed, revealing an eerie green ghost.
Aoki is short in stature, only about half a man tall. His skin is dry and wrinkled, exuding a creepy chill.
His body looked vague and indistinct, as if it were condensed from black mist, exuding an aura of decay.
The green ghost's face was ferocious and terrifying, his eyes were deep and hollow, without a trace of life. His lips were black and rotten, revealing sharp teeth, like a hungry beast.
Long, disheveled green hair covered his head and hung down messily.
He was wearing a tattered blue robe, covered with mottled blood and dirt. His fingers were slender and sharp, and his nails were like sharp blades, shining with a cold light.
Green ghost's eyes flashed with green light, seemingly gentle and emerald, but they revealed unspeakable evil. His body exuded a strong aura of death, which made people shudder.
There was also a yellow ghost figure that appeared together with the two in front, exuding an unsettling stench.
The appearance of the yellow ghost is completely different from that of the blue ghost and the red ghost, showing a twisted and sickly terrifying atmosphere.
The yellow ghost's body is fat and deformed, like a rotting corpse. His skin is yellow-green, like moldy rotten fruit, covered with scars and traces of ulcers.
There was an aura of corruption exuding from him that was unbearable.
His face was twisted and ferocious, his eyes were sunken, full of madness and pain, his mouth was open, revealing jagged fangs, and disgusting mucus was dripping from the corners of his mouth.
His long, unruly hair fell in disarray around his dirty face.
The yellow ghost was wearing tattered yellow clothes. The clothes were covered with stains and traces of rot. The clothes were loose and loose, as if they would slip off his bulging body at any time.
His arms were fat and twisted, his fingers were thick and short, and his nails were black and curved, exuding a rotten smell.
The three ghosts of red, green and yellow appear at the same time, and the battle with the mandrill is about to begin.
(End of chapter)
