Human accounts are forced to reach max level

In the house behind him, Tokugawa Mitsunari, whose forehead was covered with cold sweat, leaned out of the door and asked in a trembling voice. Behind him, there were many terrified ordinary people standing.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Purgatory Anjuro's voice was as loud as ever in response, and he didn't sound weak at all. He turned back, with a reassuring smile on his face with his bleeding forehead.

"I will fulfill my duties and protect the people. As long as I don't die, they won't be able to break in."

After finishing speaking, he fiercely waved the Nichirin Sword in his hand again, slashing out the fifth sword type Flame Tiger that attacked in a wide range, and repelled the rats that rushed to the wall for unknown number of times.

The breathing method is constantly adjusted, seizing every second of free time to rest.

He is too tired.

He originally thought that as long as he killed the few humanoid monsters that were suspected of controlling the rats, the "wave" would recede, but unexpectedly it became violent instead. If this continued, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

Purgatory Anjuro thought this in his mind and clearly understood his own limit, but...

He still had no idea of ​​escaping alone.

Because, he is a flame pillar.

Even though the world he lives in has become different, he will still fulfill his responsibilities and commitments, kill the "evil ghosts" with his life and the blade in his hand, and protect the people.

What he has to do now is to support him until the man named Ga Fan comes back.

His intuition told him that that person was strong enough to solve this sudden disaster.

Tokugawa said that the signal of the mobile phone had been completely eliminated inexplicably and could not be connected to the outside world. However, with the level of chaos in the city, it was not difficult to find abnormalities.

But...can he last until that time?

Doubts arose in his heart, and the ground beneath his feet suddenly shook slightly, as if there was an earthquake, but this strange thing was ignored by Infernal Anjuro.

Because, he suddenly discovered another situation.

"...Hey, those strange rats gave up their attack?"

After waiting for a long time with a knife in his hand, Purgatory Anjuro, who still didn't see even a deformed hungry rat crossing the wall, frowned slightly. He felt that it suddenly seemed unusually quiet outside.

"I silenced those beasts for now."

At this time, a familiar voice came from the bamboo forest in the distance, and it sounded very hoarse.

"Musashi?!"

After subconsciously turning his head to look, Purgatory Anjuro was suddenly stunned.

Because the other party's appearance at this time is completely different from what he remembers.

The wings of the devil in the story spread out behind the opponent, and a lizard-like black tail dragged on the ground.

Black and gray shabby strips of cloth were wrapped around the strangely deformed body, and the two swords that should have been glowing with cold light were covered with strange flesh and blood.

The face has been completely covered by the dark tentacles, leaving only a hole, revealing the bloodshot and chaotic eyes.

He is the unparalleled Miyamoto Musashi.

"What's wrong with you?"

Purgatory Anjuro subconsciously wanted to get closer to the other party, but was scolded.

"Don't come near me yet...I'm trying to get that strange voice out of my head."

Miyamoto Musashi's eyes were sometimes "sober" and sometimes he was confused and he didn't even notice that his body had turned into a monster.

"Looks like I have to go somewhere right away... never mind, that's not important."

After subconsciously slashing his head with his mind several times, Miyamoto Musashi's eyes finally stabilized in the "awake" state. He looked at the swordsman in front of him who had defeated him head-on and said calmly.

"Purgatory Anjuro, I lost yesterday. Now that I have become stronger, I want to compete with you again."

"Musashi, are you serious?!"

Hearing this, Purgatory Anjuro was stunned.

"Is it time for a competition now? And what's wrong with you looking like this? I... can't smell your human scent anymore."

"Why choose a time for the competition? It's enough if both of them have sharp knives."

Miyamoto Musashi laughed hoarsely.

He instinctively ignored the mountains of corpses piling up in the courtyard and the strange things about why he could interfere with the rats outside.

Now he just abides by his obsession and wants to take back his unparalleled reputation with his own hands.

Because he is the strongest swordsman!

"Purgatory Anjuro, come on...fight me with all your strength."

Miyamoto Musashi said solemnly, his body was gradually moving in the direction of the monster, slowly and continuously deforming.

He is about to lose his identity as a "human".

"..."

Even though he still had all kinds of doubts and helplessness in his heart, as well as worries about the rats outside the wall who didn't know whether they would come again, Purgatory Anjuro knew exactly what he should do now.

He wanted to stop the man in front of him from becoming an "evil ghost" completely.

Cut off his head.

"I see."

Pointing the blade to the ground, he adjusted his breathing. After long tempering, fighting energy approaching the highest realm appeared and wrapped around his body like a substance.

In Miyamoto Musashi's eyes, the man holding the demon-slaying blade in front of him seemed to have a beast that only existed in purgatory appearing behind him, tearing open the corners of his mouth with blood.

To burn yourself to the ground.

"...This is just ridiculous."

He smiled with satisfaction, even though the darkness in his eyes became more and more, he still put on his unique "second-rate" posture.

At this time, high in the sky, a severed arm as huge as a tall building flew past, sounding the clarion call for battle.

"Qiang————!"

next moment.

The sound of swords that seemed to touch the soul resounded in the courtyard where corpses were piled up, and the last battle continued.

...

And the severed arm that was knocked away by a giant of light was still spinning and flying at high altitude.

After crossing the clusters of high-rise buildings and the chaotic and bloody urban area, we just arrived at an area that no strange beings dared to approach, forming a magical safe zone.

Nothing unusual happened here, and the daily routine was peaceful as usual.

But from time to time, passers-by would look at their cell phones with no signal in confusion, muttering that they didn’t owe any phone bills.

Then he felt the shadow passing over his head, and after subconsciously looking up, he showed a dull and shocked expression.

Finally, because the kinetic energy it carried was about to be exhausted, the huge broken arm like a high-rise building finally drew a parabolic arc, fell freely downwards, and landed just above a playground.

The warm sunlight was blocked and shadows fell over the square.

People who were still enjoying the lively and cheerful atmosphere also stopped and looked up in unison.

The huge broken arm was completely smashed down.

The god of death took away their lives...

"Stagnation."

As an inexplicable fluctuation spread in the air, a surreal spectacle appeared under the dull eyes of everyone who had not yet reacted.

An arm that looked like an ancient giant in the story was still above their heads without any point of strength.

The presence of something like black rattan and blood on it was clearly visible in their wide-open pupils.

An ice cream fell from a little girl's hand to the ground.

She was dumbfounded.

Among the crowded crowd, a figure wearing a blue and white robe, holding a white-haired girl in his hand, showed a confused look.

Gafan raised his head and carefully looked at the thing above that was obviously inconsistent with the style of this world.

His eyes were full of confusion and confusion.

"......what's the situation?"

Chapter 163: The undead army guarding the city

"Mom, what is that in the sky?"

A little girl in a white dress held the hand of her mother who looked dull next to her, raised her head and asked curiously.

The other free hand pointed at the severed arm of the giant that was stagnant in mid-air.

She felt no danger.

"No, it's okay, let's get out of here first."

The mother, who finally came to her senses after hearing the child's voice, lowered her head and showed a forced smile, and quickly wanted to pull her child away from here.

But this time.

The giant arm that was stagnant in mid-air, like a tall building, suddenly changed.

The rattan, muscles and bones that were originally compressed and condensed instantly dispersed and reorganized, directly turning into a huge black ball of flesh, casting shadows, and opening a bottomless bloody mouth to the crowd below.

There is no doubt that with just one bite, it can swallow the entire square of people at once.

But before the crowd could make a sound of panic, the pitch-black meat ball froze, and seemed to be caught in the palm of an invisible giant hand, and was crushed and exploded.

The splattered bones and blood seemed to hit an invisible barrier, and were all confined in a huge transparent sphere, and then burned up by the black flames that appeared out of thin air.

No remains left behind.

A pitch-black tentacle managed to break through the invisible barrier at the last moment and fell to the ground.

Being injured, it instinctively locked onto a parasitic target below and rushed directly towards the curious little girl. As a result...

He was grabbed by a big hand in advance.

And all this happened in just a few seconds.

Before the tourists in the playground square had time to panic, they were stunned to find that the sudden disaster, which looked like a science fiction movie, had been solved inexplicably.

People looked at each other, each looking confused.

There were even a few people who had just taken out their mobile phones, seemingly planning to take photos and post them on Moments.

The first person to discover who solved all this was a little girl wearing a white dress.

She held her mother's hand and looked up cutely at the man who appeared next to her in a blue and white robe with a white dumpling on his shoulder.

The other party was looking down at the "octopus tentacle" in his hand with a solemn expression. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"Brother, you can't catch octopus with your hands, it's very dirty."

The little girl, who didn't know that she was almost attacked, blinked her big eyes and reminded her kindly.

"...Well, you're right."

After hearing this, the man was stunned for a moment, then his frown spread away, he looked at the child and showed a gentle smile.

He raised his other hand, touched the other person's head, and said softly.

"Don't worry...I'll take care of it."

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl was stunned to find that the man disappeared in an instant.

She looked left and right, finally raised her little hand and touched her head.

A silly look on his face.

"Pinched?"

At this time, thousands of meters above the sky, in the howling cold wind of autumn, a figure appeared out of thin air.

The highest-level detection magic instantly spread to the maximum extent, directly covering half of the city. Looking into the distance, you could see the madness everywhere.

Gafan's brows furrowed deeply.