Swinging out this sword may have been nothing to me before, I just raised my hand and did it.
But now, even with this knife swung through gritted teeth, my figure was swaying for a while. If I hadn't hurriedly used the sword to support me, I might have fallen to the ground.
Click, clatter!
Perhaps the hull was already in a state of decay. Under my slash, the hull was overwhelmed by its own weight and a larger hole appeared.
The golden light came in unscrupulously. Although it could not completely penetrate the boundless darkness in front of me, it already allowed me to completely see everything in front of me.
As soon as I stabilized my body, I couldn't wait to raise my head and look forward, looking for the shadow of the huge claw and the figure of the miserable woman.
But what surprised me was that I didn't see these two figures. There was only a Buddha statue sitting in this huge cabin, and there was nothing else.
I didn't see those two figures leave, so I'm sure they must still be hiding somewhere in the cabin.
I looked around warily, and then focused my gaze directly on the Buddha statue, which was also broken and decayed.
The Buddha statue is not very big, it is about the same size as a person.
When I was young, I was considered a branch of my great country of Kyushu, and it also spread Buddhism to the past.
Just like Kyushu, everything has two sides, and Buddha also has good and evil.
Just like the Buddha statue in front of me that came to the Kingdom of Xiaoli, it is obviously not a being that leads people to be good, but it is obviously an evil Buddha.
Just like it has been a habit for thousands of years since childhood, the Buddha statue in front of me is not sitting cross-legged, but kneeling. At first glance, it actually gave me a sense of atonement.
There are no lotus flowers under the knees of the Buddha statue. Instead, they are stacked up by human figures with distinct lines. It looks like those people are holding up the Buddha statue, but it is more like the Buddha statue is oppressing all living beings.
The Buddha statue looked compassionate, but there was an elusive smile on its face. That smile made me feel sarcasm, disdain, ruthlessness and contempt.
Liu Baye once told me that the ship I am in now is not an ordinary warship, but a ghost ship with eight masts in memory of the evil Buddha.
Therefore, it is not difficult for me to conclude that the strange-looking Buddha statue in front of me is the core of this ghost ship, the God of Hachiman.
God is not a Buddha, and Buddha is not a god. If you can turn a Buddha into a god, it is conceivable that it is not a real Buddha.
Using the blood of my Kyushu people as a sacrifice, the evil deeds of my childhood were fully revealed.
Looking at the statue of Hachiman kneeling in front of me, I didn't feel any awe for it. On the contrary, I felt boundless resentment and disgust.
"Humph, are you confessing to me? It's over!"
I put my injured arm on the pillar beside me and slowly raised the sword in my hand.
The cold light of this war sword must have contributed countless sacrifices to this so-called evil Buddha. Now let me use this sword to end all of this.
Uh-huh!
bass!
The sword fell without much force, because the Buddha statue was made of wood, so it easily opened a ravine on its body.
I didn't use any force on the first cut, I just thought it was to test the solidity of the Buddha statue.
After confirming that I was so vulnerable, I concentrated all my remaining strength on the arm holding the sword, intending to chop off the head of the evil Buddha in front of me.
But just when I raised the sword high again, accumulating strength and preparing to chop again, a strange scene happened.
I heard a sizzling sound coming from the body of the Buddha statue, and the next second, bright red liquid flowed out from the gully that I had cut.
Seeing this scene, I was shocked all over. I thought this Buddha statue was weird, but it seemed that I had really guessed it.
Looking at the blood flowing out of the knife marks on the side of the ravine, I raised my eyebrows immediately, but after only hesitating for a moment, the sword in my hand went straight to the head of the Buddha statue and struck hard. Chopped down.
There have been legends of killing gods since ancient times, and those who were killed were often evil beings. Maybe I will suffer their backlash like others in the past, but I am willing to do so.
The knife fell suddenly, and it was easy to chop off the evil Buddha's head.
I have even seen the scene of the headless evil Buddha constantly spurting blood from its neck.
But the next second, a huge claw covered with white hair suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. Just one of its sharp claws easily blocked my knife.
Roar, clang, clang...!
Xiaozhi's sword was so tough, but it was so vulnerable in front of the white-haired claw tips. After a burst of metal collisions, the sword broke into two pieces in front of my eyes.
It was this sudden intersection that made my hand holding the sword numb for a while, and even a large bloody hole was opened in the tiger's mouth. But I had no choice but to let go and throw away the half of the sword.
After the huge claws appeared, an even bigger figure appeared from behind the evil Buddha.
It was a body as huge as a cow, covered in white hair, with a ferocious face, fangs protruding, and a pair of eyes that were also glowing with white light.
I don't know what kind of monster it is. Although its body is only as big as a cow, it has a pair of even bigger claws.
I saw the pitiful woman, who was tightly grasped by the other claw of the white-haired monster.
The next second, the white-haired monster brought the woman to his mouth, and actually swallowed the woman in one bite!
The white-haired monster stretched out its black-purple tongue and licked its huge claws, and soon turned in my direction.
I didn't flinch, because I knew that facing such a terrifying existence, I couldn't escape at all. I could only stand where I was and face it bravely.
The white-haired monster put its ferocious face in front of me, and kept sniffing with its huge nostrils, as if it smelled the unconcealable smell of blood on my body.
Roar……!
The white-haired monster suddenly opened its bloody mouth and roared at me, and then a huge claw went straight towards me and grabbed me.
I really want to escape, but at this time I have no strength to escape at all.
Although I still have the Dragon Detection Claw in my hand, I can no longer control it because I seriously injured my arm.
That white-furred claw grabbed me so smoothly, and then sent me towards the bloody mouth.
At that moment I wanted to close my eyes because I felt that I had no hope of living.
But I am extremely unwilling to die in the mouth of this ugly monster.
Suddenly, I thought of something. I remembered the Japanese-style grenade that Erbao had thrown to me when I was separated from Liu Baye and the others.
The huge claws pinched my lower body, and my hands were still exposed, which allowed me to easily take out the grenade and hold it in my hands.
Although I am about to die, I don't dare to die like this. Even if I die, I will drag this ugly white-haired monster to support me.
Snapped!
I used my teeth to pull the safety of the grenade open, and then knocked it off hard on the huge claws.
After spitting out the safety in my mouth, I suddenly opened my mouth and roared angrily at him. "Beast, go to hell with your boss!"
Bang!
The grenade has been triggered and will explode in a few seconds. Facing the bloody mouth in front of me, I am already ready to die with it.
Seeing that the white-haired monster was about to send me into his bloody mouth, but at this moment, two figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the huge door, it was Liu Baye and Erbao.
At the critical moment, I saw Mr. Liu roaring and coming at a sudden speed. After galloping to my side, he kicked me in the air and directly hit the white-haired monster's thick wrist.
Click!
It was obviously just a trivial kick, but I never expected that it would break the white-haired monster's hand bones. You can imagine how hard Liu Baye must have used this kick.
