Crown Dead

Xianyu gently lowered his hands, and at the same time, countless corpses roared and ran in the direction of Yuan Laiguang.

"Then judge me..."

With a voice that only he could hear, Minamoto Raimitsu drew an arrow and shot it at the army of dead skeletons.

Click! !

The arrows with the power of lightning crushed all the corpses of Yizong with a destructive force.Immediately afterwards, two arrows crossed and flew out, abruptly and directly dissolving the first wave of impact.

But the line of dead bodies did not collapse because of this, but instead rushed further to Minamoto Raimiko.

Minamoto Raimitsu put the bow around the head of the dead body, used the bow string to pull the whole head off, and then waved the boy in his hand.

It is completely different from the face of Xiao Xianyu's idiot crybaby mother before. Yuan Laiguang's fighting style is like a berserker. He wields his sword with all his strength and does not dodge when facing the attack. Instead, he goes forward and interrupts the opponent first. offensive.

A swordsman who slays demons, a swordsman with strange powers—— Minamoto Yorimitsu's fighting style is completely worthy of these titles.

However, the army of dead bodies is different from the army of ordinary soldiers.These dead people have no fear of death, they only react to the "culprit" who is entangled in previous karma in front of them.

Because they are souls that have passed away and have been guided by the gatekeepers of the underworld, they understand their own death and give up their desire for the world of the living.

It's just that I want to cut off the karma of He Minamoto Raimitsu, the Black Rope Hell, in this way.

The corpses around them were cut in half and turned into powder, which still wouldn't hinder their attack.

Endlessly, in all directions, in a constant stream.

Finally, a dead skeleton touched Yuan Laiguang, followed by the second one, and the third one "The bull king summoned thunder, and the sky net recovered—!!"

There was a loud noise, accompanied by a dazzling arc, and the corpses that surrounded Yuan Laiguang a second ago instantly turned into coke.

"You have to release the treasure... Caviar, you really impress mom."

Minamoto Raimitsu smiled, and that disturbing, oppressive coercion turned into four points in an instant—no, there really were four Minamoto Raimitsu.

Summoning the bull-headed king, the alien that is the source of self, as a medium, and adding the temporary manifestation of the soul of the "Four Heavenly Kings" under it, this is Minamoto Raimiko's Noble Phantasm, a combination of gods and fetters against the army.

Almost half of the army of corpses that had already advanced was wiped out almost instantly, and the follow-up troops even appeared out of gear.

The power to kill [-] soldiers overnight - Xian Yu is witnessing it with his own eyes.It was indeed an extremely violent, beautiful, yet twisted Noble Phantasm.

If she can use this Noble Phantasm in the original spirit base posture, it will be an even more beautiful picture.

The number of dead bodies has decreased sharply, but the offensive remains unabated, and the narrow terrain at the bottom of the cliff makes it impossible for Minamoto Raimitsu to dodge.

The distraction of the first archery is devoured

The second clone who rushed into the army with a giant axe was torn apart

The third clone with a spear is pierced

The fourth one, also the original Minamoto Laiguang, has accumulated purple lightning that can sting the naked eye in the boy's hand.

"Turn into - dust!!"

Minamoto Raimitsu waved out the Dojiri in his hand, at the same time, Hyunyu also jumped high from the army of corpses.

"Thousand sons!?"

Minamoto Raikou looked at Xiao Xianyu in panic, the next moment he would be charred by lightning.

However, Minamoto Raimitsu couldn't believe what happened the next moment.

The Sky Lock protruded from Xiao Xianyu's arm and formed an arc shape, forcibly absorbing all the purple surge.

"Well!?"

"Thunderbolt—return it!"

The sky lock mixed with a huge amount of lightning shot out from midair, pierced into the ground and firmly tied Minamoto Raimitsu to the ground.

"Well!!"

The electricity paralyzed Minamoto's body, and she noticed that the ropes themselves were restraining her movements.

"It's over - Minamoto Raimitsu. Those ropes can restrict you who possesses divinity."

Xiao Xianyu fell in front of Minamoto Laiguang, his small face stared at him motionless.

"As a result of the trial, those dead bodies did not forgive your atrocities."

"...Yes, that's true."

Minamoto slowly closed his eyes.

"However, they are willing to give you another chance."

"--Chance"

Hearing the unexpected words, Minamoto Raimiko opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Xianyu suspiciously.

"Ah, the youth with parents, the prime of life with children, the old age with children and grandchildren—those dead souls intended to give you another chance, to give you a chance to correct everything. So..."

Xianyu pulled out a broken knife without a scabbard from the back of the kimono. It was his only weapon, and it was the only weapon he carried on his body. The samurai who returned home—Heroic Sword Hero Black Rope Hell, do you intend to return to the original identity of the Heroic Spirit, even if the price is to fight with the master who summoned you here? Suye!"

Above the broken knife, the blue scabbard popped out.

"...Really, is it okay? I'm already broken... Is it really okay to be a guy who is not even a mother?"

Minamoto Raikou looked at Xiao Xianyu, who nodded slightly.

"You are more entitled and proud to be a mother than anyone."