"Xu Fu...Xu Fu..." Those layers of murmurs seemed to come from the void. They were not resounding on the frozen plains outside the sacred forest, but constantly echoed in the minds and bodies of all those who heard the murmurs. .
This is the third time that Kamiya River calls out the name of those who cross the border. The first time before was an unconscious action, and the second time was to fight against Aokigahara's Touyama Hiko.
The impact of the ravings of those who traveled east three times was obviously stronger each time, and even affected a wider area than the previous two times.
Hannya, who was closer to Kamiya and Asumi Raijin, and Mari, Hachishanu, and Inugami, who were a little further away, were all affected.
On the plain far away from the center of the fierce battle, the East Crossers did not affect the periphery of this battlefield. In the thick purple-black miasma, Wu Tengu moved his body. He lowered his head and looked at the whale in his arms.
It's okay, the family's weirdo little brother doesn't seem to be hurt. Not only was he uninjured, the whale was even calm and fell asleep peacefully.
"Lord Kamiya..." The constant wailing sounds from both sides of the battlefield outside the sacred forest made Karasu Tengu worried.
He held on to his long-handled ax and tried to stand up from the ground, but the intense pain in his back made it difficult for him to hold himself up.
"Sure enough, I'm still too weak and can't be of much help at all." Tengu was a little frustrated and annoyed. At this moment--
"Puff!" The dream-eating tapir's voice sounded from beside him. From the body of the transformed whale, a blurry dream-like red light came out, fell to the ground, and turned into a strange white beast.
The little whale that was sleeping quickly woke up. The little tapir was caught by the dragon claws of Acheng Dragon God in the Divine Valley. At the moment when the pressure of the dragon's breath on the battlefield suddenly decreased, it shot out red light and cast it on the whale in the distance, and then escaped into the dream of the whale. .
The moment the master was caught, an idea was conveyed to him through the bond of contract. The smart little tapir understood quickly. It knew that its master was going to use that trick again, so it quickly used its teammates who fell far away to hide.
One thing is for sure, anyone can be affected by the ravings of those who travel to the east, but only the dream-eating tapir cannot.
It is the only key in the team that can unlock the nonsense.
"Puff." The little tapir shook its nose at the wounded Karatengu and quickly ran towards the front battlefield.
Have a good rest and leave the rest to me! Several blurry red light pillars were thrown out from the purple-black miasma, entangling everyone in Kamiya River.
All friendly units affected by the Rumbling are simultaneously calmed down. The ravings of the eastwarders echoed in their minds, and a large amount of incomprehensible knowledge and information swelled and swarmed in their brains, causing everyone's body flesh to surge.
The only solution at present is for Little Tapir to use the power of dreams to appease everyone and force everyone's brains to restart in a short time.
"Puff...Puff..." Because he was already a god with a source of faith, the little tapir's strength had already improved greatly.
It's no problem to control several people at the same time. But the brains of his teammates are all
After "restarting" it, it still felt more tired than ever before. Its ability is miraculous in dealing with babble, but the impact of babble this time is far stronger than the last time. After taking care of his teammates, it almost consumed all the remaining energy of the Dream Eater.
"Pffff..." Fortunately, it's done. That's it. Next time... maybe there won't be a next time.
The little tapir has a feeling that if the master really calls the Eastwarder for the fourth time, even it will not be able to pull everyone out of the abyss of madness and pollution.
...The red light lingers, escaping into a dream, and then the red light fades, waking up from the dream. This process only takes seven or eight seconds.
Kamiyagawa grabbed the Ichimonji at hand and stood up again. There was no part of his body that was not in pain. His body was very heavy, and even a simple movement of holding a knife would involve torn muscles or broken bones.
But he can't care about that much now. The Dragon God was still under the influence of the raving, the flesh sprouts on his body were bulging, and the black maggots were writhing in pain.
I don't know if Acheng Thunder God has the ability to get rid of this kind of power influence from those who cross the east. But now is clearly the chance, the last chance.
Like a flashback, Kamiyakawa controlled this body that, according to common sense, could no longer move with just his thoughts.
Yang Lei condensed on his left hand, and he wiped it with the blade of a word that had dimmed down. On the long and narrow blade, a lightning arc once again shot out, bright and clear.
The dazzling thunder burned and expanded the air, making a roaring sound. Kamiyagawa's clothes, covered in blood, whistled and swayed in the wind, and were illuminated by the dazzling light like an evil ghost Shura.
"Ah——"
"Hum——" Take a short breath and concentrate. The blood all over his body was surging, and the muscles in his already severely injured body were tightened by the breath of Ah Hum for the last time.
Kamiya's black eyes became deep and resolute, and the intense pain seemed to be gone. He even felt a hint of excitement, the strange excitement of a life-and-death fight.
Boom——! Acheng Thunder God, who was fighting against the murmurs of the eastwarders, sensed it, and green dragon thunder exploded around him, roaring and galloping.
After all, he was the strongest warrior in Ainnu's history, and he was able to counterattack in this situation. Kamiyagawa stepped forward and rushed towards the galloping dragon thunder, and swung out his right arm with the ghost cage hand attached.
Indigo color, as clear as a pool of spring water, a word pierces out like a starry sky. The ultimate secret of Taishu, Yunyao!
The ferocious Yang Lei suddenly gathered on the blade, the surrounding emerald green dragon thunder, and even the death energy in the sky also gathered at the same time, heading towards the Ichimonji blade!
The situation changes. Stab! Above the two people's heads, in the gray sky that seemed to be cracked with cracks, a series of shining thunder whips struck down and exploded into a tree root shape. The flash of iron trees and silver flowers formed two waves and rushed together. human silhouette.
The clever word pierced into the chest of Acheng Thunder God. The originally contracted thunder and the aura of death and rot all spread out from the blade at this moment, sweeping and swallowing everything.
Kamiya looked straight at the Dragon God. At this moment, Kamiyagawa seemed to see other emotions in the other person's eyes that were full of nothingness and madness, a flash of clarity, maybe relief, relief, and gratitude?
It’s hard to say. He suddenly saw Acheng Thunder God raise his hand, tear open the chest that was stabbed by Ichimonji, and take out a green and vibrant light ball.
And that smart green light quickly followed the Ichimonji blade and spread into Kamiya's body... After the fierce battle in the early stage, Acheng Raijin was seriously injured.
In the process of her complete decline, she was influenced by the ravings of the East Crosser, and she was struck by the flashback of Kamiya River, and she struck Yunyao Taishou with all her strength.
Mary and the eight-foot girl who came next came together and gave the Dragon God the final blow. As a result, the mighty power of Ayinnu in the past finally fell.
The end of a great warrior is to die with honor on the battlefield. This is the commission given to Kamiya and his party by the incarnation of the heroic god Ainnurakel, and perhaps it is also the ending that Acheng Thunder God himself hopes for.
The moment the Dragon God fell heavily to the ground, the entire sacred forest began to vibrate. The branches and leaves trembled, and the rhythm of breathing was like mourning and lamentation.
As Acheng Thundergod's body dissipated, the originally lush and crowded green sea of forests quickly withered and died in patches. The purple-black miasma on the frozen soil plains was swept into the sacred forest. middle.
The world is desolate and returns to silence. ...Crack, snap, snap. The wet whale's big, slippery tail flicked gently on the frozen ground.
He was supporting the injured Karastengu and walking towards the Kamiya River. The two of them stumbled halfway before they were stopped. The person standing in front of them was the hero god Ayinurakl.
"Ugh." Hua Jing subconsciously wanted to hide behind Wu Tengu, but for some reason he didn't do it in the end. Instead, he stood timidly in front of Wu Tengu. He nervously grabbed the hem of his clothes with his little hands and raised his big blue eyes. Uneasily went to see the heroic god.
The little whale didn't know what this temporary companion wanted to do.
"It's okay, little whale." Tengu raised his hand, patted the whale's head, and then looked at the hero god,
"Lord Ayinurakel."
"You know, I am not Ayinurakl, I am just an insignificant phantom." The incarnation of the heroic god shook his head, and then said,
"thank you all."
"I didn't do anything. It was all Kamiya-sama and the others..." Hearing the thanks, Wu Tengu felt a little ashamed.
"You have worked very hard, and you are a child who can make Ayinnu proud." Tengu didn't know how to reply. He pondered for a while and then said: "Master Acheng Thunder God..."
"My father wants this ending, to die on the battlefield like a warrior, and she will thank you too." Ayinnurakel said this, raising her hand to take off the mask with Mulan Wu divine patterns on her face, Pass it to Wutengu.
Without the mask, the face of the incarnation of the heroic god is still unclear, just a faint blue of the Mismi Lake.
"I have nothing to thank you for. This is for you."
"Lord Ainnurakel..."
"Take it, it's my relic. I think it should be put to good use on you. You are a warrior of Ayinnu, and you may become the next hero. It's a pity that Ayinurakl's sacred bones have been destroyed by Huangquan. I snatched it away. Otherwise, I really want to hand over the divine bones to you." Ayinnurakel was filled with a sense of relief that his wish had been fulfilled.
Wu Tengu raised his hand tremblingly and took off Mulan Wu's mask. Then he happened to see that the sacred forest not far away was dying, being swept away and engulfed by the black and purple miasma of the underworld.
"Holy forest!?" The holy land should be sacred and inviolable to the creatures of Ayinnu. Witnessing the death of an entire sacred forest with his own eyes was undoubtedly difficult for the native Wu Tengu to accept.
Especially... in a sense, he himself participated in the destruction of the sacred forest. At this time, Tengu heard the hearty laughter of Ayinurakel next to him: "Father, she was guarding the sacred forest at the last moment when she was slipping into depravity. It was not until she died that the sacred forest was decayed. Don't be depressed, This should be something that each of us Kamui should be proud of." The Tengu's eyes were still staring in the direction of the sacred forest: "But..."
"Can I trust you? Ayinnu's future... please leave it to you, and Lord Kamiya. From now on, in this land of roots, you are the only ones who can be relied upon... You are Ayinnu's child, and I will trust you from now on. "It's..." Ayin Nurakel's voice became a bit muffled, and sounded a little hoarse when mixed with the sound of the wind.
"Brother Crow." Huajing on the side suddenly raised his hand in panic and pulled Wu Tengu's sleeve. Only then did Tengu come to his senses.
But when he turned his head, he only saw a little bit of blue light flickering where Ainnurakel originally stood.
After a few seconds, even those faint spots of light were no longer visible. The cold wind howled on the frozen plains, unable to disperse the thick purple-black miasma.
“From now on, I’ll leave it to you.”…
"What did the Dragon God give me before he died?" Kamiyakawa is still not sure. But he had a feeling that the green light that penetrated into his body from Acheng Thunder God was not a malicious curse, but a kind gift from that moment of clarity.
That seems to be some kind of power? The power with the breath of growth seems to be blending with the Yang thunder in the heart and the Yin thunder in the kidneys.
"Dragon thunder?" Buzz - the phone vibrated. With the death of the Dragon God and Zashiki's final blessing of good fortune, Kamiyagawa received the god's share of the spoils.
But at this moment, he was already weak and on the verge of death. This time, the scapegoat could not last long, or he should have died long ago.
"Hmm." Kamiyagawa supported Ichimonji to push himself up from the ground. The eight-foot girl beside him said nothing and raised her hand to gently support him.
Under this situation, he unusually did not check out the newly acquired powerful materials, but instead stared at the sacred forest that was rotting towards death.
Acheng Leishen, who was tortured by corruption and even lost his mind, still persisted, and insisted on using his own power to guard the beautiful and unrealistic holy land until the last moment.
That's probably it. In the dead sacred forest, a purple-black miasma filled the air, and the withered tree trunks were twisted and deformed, just like a series of high and low barren tombstones, silent and lifeless, desolate and dead.
"Rest in peace." Kamiyakawa nodded gently towards the tombs and murmured. Acheng Thunder God, Ayinnu's greatest warrior, died with honor on the battlefield and deservedly died.
"And I will take your bones and ascend to the throne of Gao Tianyuan." Perhaps it is also the responsibility of the co-master of ghosts and gods to protect the earth, the source of Ayinnu?
should be. At least Kamiya thinks so. Whoosh - the cold wind is fierce above the frozen soil plain. Kamiyagawa's body finally couldn't support it any longer, and he fell to the eight-foot girl next to him, transforming into a white paper figure that was already riddled with holes.
