【Touken Ranbu】Guide to Cultivating a God Judge

Taro Tachi slung the two-meter-long body behind his back, and walked towards the depths of the Honmaru with his hands in his arms. He walked very carefully without making a sound, and his black clothes almost completely blended into the night.The body in his arms was light and soft, like a cloud floating in the sky. He wanted to hold on tightly but was afraid of breaking it, so he could only hold it carefully in his arms.

The god judge lay on Taro's chest, half-closed his eyes sleepily, and breathed thinly. The hot air from the spray made Taro's chest warm and cool, and touched his neck with a little crimson.

Fu Sangshen pursed her lips tightly.

A cyan fox fire floated in the air, illuminating the way forward under the guidance of the God Judge. Although the Otachi is blind at night, there is no big problem in basic forward movement after having the light.

"Here we are, the main hall."

The foxfire no longer moved forward, but stopped and circled around Taro. Hearing Taro's low voice, the judge opened his eyes with difficulty, and casually stretched out his hand to call back the flames. The blue foxfire bounced a few times in the air. Suddenly, the white jade-like fingertips of the inquisitor disappeared.

The god judge patted Taro and signaled him to put himself down. Taro hesitated for a while, still worried that the cold air on the ground would invade the body of the main hall, so he whispered: "You don't have shoes on, let me hold you." As he spoke, he stretched his arms hard, and fished the judge into his arms.

The little fox was indeed small and delicate, with lean and well-proportioned flesh and bones, sitting on the arm of the Otachi, who was nearly two meters tall, without any sense of disobedience, and even seemed to have a weird visual enjoyment.

too light.

Taro weighed the weight in his hand, secretly thinking that he had to remind the candlestick to cook some nourishing food.

The god judge got used to the current posture quite well, he adjusted his sitting posture to make himself more comfortable, and leaned softly on Taro's generous shoulders.

Hmm, it feels good.

The wind at night is indeed a little cool. After staying outside for a long time, I even feel that my clothes are blown cold.The god judge stretched out his hand, and the wind slipped from his fingertips, penetrating the space tick-tock.

Dark clouds covered the full moon in the sky.

The rustling of the leaves was especially harsh in the pitch-black darkness.

Perhaps it was because it was used as a divine sword, Taro Tachi, who was completely invisible at night, felt a kind of filth that was gradually approaching.

The darkness thicker than the night quietly approached from all directions, stretching out its sharp claws tentatively——

The god judge lightly waved his hand, and several floating fireballs suddenly lit up in the air. The dark blue flames merged into one place and spun around the god judge at a high speed, forming a small flame vortex to wrap the two of them together. in.

At some point, the surrounding scenery changed completely. They were in a different dimension, and there were distorted souls and filth all over the top, bottom, left, and right. Claws tearing eat away at the space.

Taro Tachi tried his best to keep his eyes clear, and when his vision was blurred, he felt a warm object close to him. He opened his eyes wide in surprise, and saw the face of the God Judge magnified in front of his eyes. He even matched those golden pupils. They stared at each other close to zero distance.

The shape of the eyes of the God Judge is peach blossom eyes with the corners of the eyes slightly raised. The tails of the eyes are slender, but the size can be called big eyes. Stars fell into those eyes, and the pupils were a little thinner. Taro could see himself with wide-eyed eyes inside. He stared at those eyes from a close distance, almost obsessed in the star-studded sky. up.

The soft tip of the tongue pried open the gap between Taro's teeth, and the interrogator leaned on his lips and teeth, sending in a mouthful of clear blood.

"The main hall..."

The god judge retreated after sending in the blood, Taro swallowed his mouthful of sweetness, and murmured softly.

"The main hall..."

There was still blood overflowing from the corner of the God judge's lips, Taro tightened the arm supporting the God judge a little, leaned forward fascinatedly, and stuck out his tongue to lick away the trace of blood.

"It hurts."

The judge complained, opened his small bright red mouth, and stuck out a red tip of his tongue. There was an obvious damage on it, and bright red blood slowly flowed out.

Taro's Adam's apple moved up and down, and the free hand pressed the back of the mind examiner's head, and slowly leaned forward.

"It doesn't hurt to lick."

The low voice disappeared between the connected lips and teeth.

Taro Tachi held the tip of his tongue in his mouth, sucking gently, the blood mixed with body fluid slipped from the joint lips of the two, Fu Sangshen completely embraced the examiner in his arms, exchanging breaths intimately.

Thick darkness surrounds the vortex of flames, and tentatively stretches out its sharp claws to touch it, but when it touches the flames, it is completely burned, making a "chi chi" sound like hair being ignited.

It took a long time for Taro to let go of his soft lips and press the back of the neck of the judge, gasping for breath.

If you find out, you will die, and you will definitely be smashed.

Fu Sangshen decided to rot this matter in his stomach.

The god judge wrapped his hands around Taro's shoulders and touched his hair. The hair was soft and smooth, and the touch was excellent. He couldn't help touching it a few more times.

"Okay, it's all right now."

Before Fu Sangshen could react, the flame vortex suddenly expanded, and the fluttering flames flew in the air, like fireflies dotted around, igniting the darkness, scorching light and heat.

"Stand still."

The god judge stretched out his hand to grab the handle of the knife slung behind his back, and slowly pulled it out.

The wrist was raised high and almost drawn into a circle, Taro barely felt the weight of the force, he felt a lightness in his arms, a breeze from the hem of the clothes blew across his face, and the soft waist of the examiner bent into a wonderful arc , the legs wrapped in the hem of the clothes revealed a section of white and straight ankles, and it took almost an instant for him to jump high into the air.

He was suspended in mid-air high above, the long knife taller than him drew a bright arc in the air, the sharp blade reflected the cold light in the dark darkness, he raised his hand high, the tip of the knife jumped With murderous aura overflowing, he slashed down heavily following the movement of the judge!

As if cutting a heavy curtain, the bald head burrowed into the sticky darkness without turning back, and after being completely swallowed up, a brighter storm exploded, sweeping over like destruction, devouring everything in sight. Darkness broke out silently in the deepest part of Honmaru.

Taro Tachi stared at what happened in front of him in shock, as if peeling off the thick shell of a nut to reveal the rotten flesh inside, it was shocking.

This space is covered with cobweb-like cracks, filled with black unknown substances, flickering brightly and darkly, as if a fierce beast is breathing, the lines like a chessboard are connected with each other, and dark nodes are all over it .

"This is a space node." The indifferent voice of the god judge came, Taro looked over subconsciously, and saw the god judge raised the knife in his hand again, with the tip of the knife pointing up, and another knife from bottom to top!

The space trembled, and the cross-shaped knife light completely tore through the darkness that had been entrenched in the Honmaru for a long time, just like the sun rising into the sky, the dark clouds dissipated, revealing a bright scenery that had not been seen for a long time.

"This is……?"

In the middle of the night, a strong wind suddenly blew outside, Xiaohumaru woke up from the dream, looked at the rattling window, got up and closed the window tightly.

Or go to the main hall to have a look.

Fu Sangshen opened the door lightly, but saw an empty room and wide open windows.

Main hall! ?

Fu Sangshen hurriedly ran over and looked through the window, but found nothing, so he closed the window and prepared to go out to look for it, but he stepped on something under his feet.

Xiaohuwan looked down.

Huh?What's this?I remember taking all the documents?

A39. Honmaru, as one of the original Honmaru numbered A, occupies a special position among all Honmaru.

The Government of Time relies on excellent projection technology and research on time and space to fight against the retrograde army. They know how to accurately locate the time, intercept abnormal parts from the vast river of history, and let Fu Sangshen and the God Judge travel through the past Carry out maintenance, and then push the world line to be corrected to maintain historical correctness.

Fusangshen's projection mass production technology is also their magic weapon. Although there are 800 million gods in Japan, almost anything with a little bit of divinity can be called a god. The projection of Fusangshen is more of a product of birth. Divinity is even rarer, but it is also a member of the gods after all.

Continuous projection, and then continuous destruction, over time, the divinity collapsed, and resentment arose.

These resentments are parasitic on the god-inspectors who have the deepest connection with them, and then invade the Honmaru, and gather together along the energy lines connecting the Honmaru, accumulating over time, producing evils that cannot be eliminated.

The Honmaru is in the cracks of time, and under the influence of time and space technology, the spiritual power tunnels buried by the government are connected together to form a huge web. The government is the spider in the center of the web, monitoring the changes of each Honmaru.

But as the network grew bigger and bigger, the government gradually couldn't take care of it, so it carefully set up nodes with centralized links. These nodes are rare in number, and they are all Honmaru that have existed for a long time. The important transfer station supports the fragile space-time line.

The choice of any node Honmaru should be done carefully, and if any node is destroyed, it will be an unbearable price for the government of time.

A39. No. Honmaru is one of the nodes.

I don’t know when, or why, those strands of darkness gathered in this No. A39 Honmaru, they invaded the space, and firmly grasped every inch of connected places like maggots attached to the bones. After gaining a firm foothold, we began to move towards the interior of the Honmaru.

The god judge is the first target of erosion, their power is too powerful, lingering and continuous, the god judge is quickly eroded, and under the manipulation of resentment, it becomes a terrible tyrant.As the source of Honmaru's spiritual power, the god judges were all eroded, and the Touken Fusangshen were also influenced and manipulated by resentment. They were already dissatisfied with the tyrant god judges, and they were easily deeply rooted in resentment .

After the death of the first god judge, all the swords and Fusangshen in this pill were also smashed, and the government soon discovered that something was wrong.

If it is an ordinary Honmaru, the government can completely erase it from the cracks of time, but A39 is an important pillar in the space node, and it cannot withstand the risk of being destroyed at all. After thinking hard, the government came up with such a method .

Send an excellent god-inspector to Honmaru with a sword with a deep divinity, not for purification, but for delaying time.

There is no need to care about the safety of the main body sword. They have tampered with it and put a protection similar to the guard on the main body knife.And as for the God Judge... Heh.

Xiaohumaru's fingertips holding the paper were trembling. He slowly turned to the last page. At the end of the report of this top-secret file, there was such a sentence——

[It was never Fu Sangshen who was treated as consumables. ]