If you become a monster, you will succeed

Under the blessing of Wuxiang's magical power, all kinds of phantoms drew graceful trajectories and pierced Yamata no Orochi's body, and the sixteen eyes that were focused on being taken care of would be filled again without even a chance to recover.

The wildly waving snake head spewed out all kinds of energy, turning the world into chaos. Even if it was an illusion, many of them could not withstand the corrosion of the strange power, withered and collapsed.

But Feng Xue didn't care about this loss at all. All the phantoms in front of him were just random products cast by him in batches, and he didn't even pay attention to the attributes. Miscellaneous objects can be used as phantom objects, and when facing real phantom objects, they can explode beyond the limit of power.

The only pity was that he couldn't control the types of phantoms, so that some buff phantoms were also thrown out.

"It would be great if I had the ability of fantasy collapse." Feng Xue muttered a little regretfully, but at this moment, facing such a huge strange talk, Feng Xue simply didn't have time for fine manipulation.

Just like a farmer plowing a field, if there is only a small piece of land, it is natural to cultivate it intensively to squeeze out every bit of the potential of the field in order to produce more food. Under the premise of advanced farm tools, we can only choose rough tillage to increase the cultivated area as much as possible.

And Yamata no Orochi, who seemed to be still under the control of Hyakumonogatari, was also trying to deal with the blow like a torrential rain at this time, and its expanding body began to shrink instead.

When Feng Xue stepped on the phantom and jumped into the air 70 meters in the air, the snake pupils of the giant snake, which had already exceeded 100 meters, were already at the same level as him.

The venomous rays of light were shot out of the snake pupils that shone like blue will-o'-the-wisps. Even Feng Xue didn't dare to be careless at this moment. The golden cloak behind him suddenly unfolded, and he flapped it vigorously like a living thing, which made Feng Xue's figure shake. In an instant, it was raised a bit higher.

Huang Yi's Eighteen Falls was originally a method of refining the cloak into a part of the body. For Feng Xue, it was not impossible for Feng Xue to fly temporarily with this cloak.

Avoiding the snake pupil ray, he suddenly reached out, and a camera instantly appeared in the sight of countless audiences.

This is, the famous gun-Abe Chiche also!

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two gunshots were fired in a row, and Yamata no Orochi let out a mournful cry. It was obviously shot in the head, but a hole suddenly exploded in the position of its heart.

The filthy blood splashed into the sky like a volcanic eruption, as if the sun and the moon in the sky were going to be tainted with filth.

"You can always believe in death!"

Watching Yamata no Orochi fall down, Feng Xue couldn't help feeling so enlightened, but he wasn't careless at all, because he could see that the fire of weird talk that had been extinguished was rekindled in an instant.

It's not that he misread it, it wasn't just flickering, but it was actually burning again after it went out.

There is no doubt that this is the power of the [resurrection] category.

However, the Yamata no Orochi, which was rekindled in the flames of strange talk, did not stand up and continue to attack. It lay down on the ground as if it was really dead, and the dirty blood flowed down the eight snake heads, turning into a turbid red trickle, polluting Looking at this piece of Gao Tianyuan, which should have a bit of divinity, the sinister power spreads along the land, staining the surrounding land with a strong curse.

Feng Xue waved her cloak and floated in the air, looking at this "playing dead" giant snake, she couldn't help feeling a little strange in her heart, and then, he took out a full bottle, intending to keep doing it, and put the snake's [ Consciousness] into the Kamen Rider system.

The purple and black [Consciousness] detached from Yamata no Orochi, poured it into the blank full bottle in Feng Xue's hand, and turned into eight ferocious faucets entangled the bottle, but until it was completely filled, Yamata no Orochi did not There was not even the slightest sign of movement, and the blazing fire of strange stories did not weaken in the slightest.

"what's the situation?"

Seeing Yamata no Orochi pretending to be dead for some unknown reason, Feng Xue thought for a while, and simply ignored it, but raised her head and rushed towards the huge scroll in the air.

There is no doubt that this picture of the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts is the root of the Hundred Monogatari, as long as it is destroyed, the accumulation of the Hundred Monogatari over the past few decades will be destroyed.

With this in mind, Feng Xue took out a bag of chocolates, used the power of [Make the best use of everything], and connected the "ghosts" in "Fighting Ghosts" with the "ghosts" in "Hundred Ghosts at Night". The chocolate beans were sprinkled out in a rainy manner, but before the chocolates hit, the scroll with thousands of ghost stories drawn on it burned by itself.

Reflected by the jumping flames, the picture scroll fell rapidly. Feng Xue used the power of [Plunder], but only got a handful of phantoms.

[Preservation film for catching ghosts] was thrown out by him, but it didn't stop any substance. Instead, it was like an ordinary plastic film, easily burned through by flames.

The flaming picture of Hyakki Night Walking fell on the body of Yamata no Orochi, and the flesh and blood of the snake belly that glowed with a color that seemed to be rotten began to squirm, and the phantoms of ghosts and ghosts fluctuated, like people who were forcibly sealed by a whole sheet of latex Just trying to break free.

And in Feng Xue's field of vision, the flame of strange talk that was originally raging suddenly began to split, one, two, three...

At the same time, an ethereal and deserted voice echoed between heaven and earth.

"Slick ghost, a depraved guest god, likes to enter other people's homes, eating and drinking for free..."

The cold voice told a short monster story without emotion, and while the story was being told, an old phantom with a huge brain appeared above the flesh and blood of Yamata no Orochi.

Looking at this scene, Feng Xue immediately realized that this might revive all the ghost stories of Hyakumonogatari, so she immediately took out the bullet and filled it into Abe Ketoya.

The limitation of this gun is that it can only shoot twice for each target whose status is higher than his own, but he has used the decision crutch before and joined the Hundred Stories camp. Traitor of Hundred Monogatari".

As we all know, traitors are the lowest level of existence.

In other words, any member of Hundred Stories has a higher status than him!

In other words, anyone who has not been hit by him with this gun will eat and die!

But just as he was content to wait for the slippery ghost to come back to life and shoot him twice, the flame went out.

"Failed to revive?" Feng Xue frowned slightly, but immediately after, Kamaitachi, Kaifangzhu, Nine Lives Cat, Inugami...

One by one, the ghost stories were recited in the most concise legend, and then the flames were extinguished as phantoms emerged one by one.

The flames disappeared one after another, and the phantoms collapsed one after another.

Feng Xue finally vaguely realized something, but at this moment, he didn't even have any means to stop him, he could only watch silently, watching the blazing flame of strange talk of Yamata no Orochi, only the last little bit remained. group.

And at this moment when it was approaching dawn, the cold voice that had been nagging all night finally read out the last story of the night——

"Legend, after lighting a hundred candles, tell a strange story, and blow out a candle for every one you tell. When all the candles are blown out, monsters will appear."

The cold wind blew by, and Takamahara, which had been thoroughly polluted, collapsed. The body of Yamata no Orochi ignited raging flames. A barefoot woman wearing a ghost mask and a blue kimono appeared in midair. She reached out and took off her face. The ghost face on the screen bowed slightly to Feng Xue's drone that was still working...

About Hundred Stories why decades are not as good as the protagonist's years.

First of all, it is the foundation. Hundred Stories are all acting-like ghost stories. Hundreds of stories have no personal appearance, the image is not human, and the impression is stuck. Even if the settings are added, that is, there are many elements of kudzu leaves, Inari gods, and Amaterasu attendants in Tamamota. It is difficult to be like human ghost stories. Just play the trumpet.

Secondly, it is communication. The time traveled by the protagonist is at the end of 2012. Even Alipay has not been popularized, and self-media such as live broadcast and short video have just sprouted. Not to mention that there are still Dongguo resistance forces adding to the block. The monster-themed acg culture in China in the book is basically promoted by Hundred Story, but without a sufficiently developed network, that's all.

Finally, it is expansion, because it is not like a human, so even if you go to other worlds through the Tower of Babylon, it is difficult to promote yourself from the same perspective as Feng Xue. The setting can only be guessed by humans, and the speed is naturally slow.

Hundred Monogatari obviously also knows its own disadvantages, so it has made a lot of efforts. The book mentions heterogeneous Kamen Riders, sissy culture, anthropomorphic culture, etc., but the accumulation is hard to return, so it can only suppress others to maintain its own advantages.

To put it bluntly, Hundred Stories is not the ultimate boss that is the strongest in all aspects in traditional web novels, but a boss in the decline period who pioneered the road and ended up going astray. If Feng Xue had traveled ten years earlier, he would not be able to defeat him.