[Comprehensive] The growth record of the god judge

【Duoshe】This noun simply and crudely explains Kaga's ability. The guy in front of him with the body of Mikazuki Zongjin on his back may be a ball of filthy black mud inside.Jinjian pressed Sankayue's arm backwards, grabbed his hair with one hand and pulled it up, and saw clearly the malice and turbidity in [Sankaiyue]'s eyes in an instant.

"Haha, so what if you know? Can you kill me!?"

Faced with Imaiken's terrifying expression for a moment, Kaga laughed confidently, and Mikazuki's originally extremely beautiful face instantly became hideous.

He pursed his lips, and slammed Sanriyue's head hard on the floor.

Sankayue smacked the blood all over his face with a puff, Jin Jian pressed Sankayue's head on the floor and rubbed it hard without blinking his eyes, the sound of bone cracking made the surrounding Fu Sangshen listen Teeth are sore.Fu Sangshen, who looked like a child, grabbed San Riyue's hair expressionlessly and picked him up, paused for a moment, and then tried to smash him down hard.

"To shut up."

Jin Jian said coldly.

Kaga's head was broken and bloody, and the beautiful face that belonged to Sanriyue was also blurred by blood and mud. This time he didn't dare to be presumptuous at all. He didn't expect that Jinjian's strike was so unambiguous. Leave a half break up.

Jinjian threw Sanriyue's head on the ground casually like throwing trash, and gave him a condescending look, the cold light in his eyes was sharper than the blade, "Don't think I dare not kill you."

Like a basin of cold water being poured on the top of the head, a cold chill suddenly emerged from the chest and abdomen, Kaga's lips were pale, and at this moment there is no doubt that Imaiken will hit this crescent moon's body cruelly.

"Haha, it's useless for you to kill me." Blood gushed out of the corner of Kaga's mouth, and he tried to show a bloody smile, full of malice, "When you kill me Sanada, you won't come back to life."

The meaningful words made all Fusangshen's eyes shift to Kaga. Kaga, who originally just wanted to throw out a little information to gain use value, felt cold, and felt that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.

With a flash of silver light, Kaga only felt a coldness in his palm, a bright silver blade pierced into his palm on the ground like lightning, and the blood slowly overflowed, Kaga felt the heart-piercing pain dully. pain.His five fingers twitched and twitched, tears mixed with sweat, messily smeared on his face, covering this beautiful face beyond recognition.

Yamato Moran Ding pressed the body, and slowly turned the handle of the knife expressionlessly. Hearing Kaga's heart-piercing scream, he showed a cold smile.

He said indifferently, "I'll give you one last chance to tell what you know."

As a senior member of the retrospective army, Kaga still knew a lot of inside information. Under the threat of his life, he poured out everything he knew.

The retrograde army has indeed planned for a long time. In order to awaken the humanoid weapon they picked up, they have been trying to erase his existence since they learned that it was another individual.However, due to the different timelines and the serious damage to his vitality, the progress of the action was slow at the beginning.

As the biggest villain destined in this world, the retrograde army can be called centipede insects, dead but not stiff, they are like hibernating snakes, quietly waiting for the time in the cave, and when the time is right, they can kill with one blow.

After a long wait, they finally took that opportunity.While the Fusangshen were aggressively attacking, they abandoned most of the forces as bait, and just dispatched an elite team to leave the base to assassinate the object that had to be wiped out.

As long as the assassination is successful, the humanoid weapon wakes up, and the chip embedded in the opponent's head works, even if the retrograde army is seriously injured again, it doesn't matter, no matter what, they will make money.

Kaga sprawled on the ground and told the plan intermittently. Some of the fast-footed Fu Sangshen had already set off to rush back. The rest of the Fusangshen were either seriously injured and unable to move, or were too slow to leave the aftermath.

Mutsumori was keenly aware of the contradictions in Kaga's words, not to mention how they activated the weapon. If this secret weapon is so important, why would the retrograde army hide him in the stone room like this?To be honest, the concealment of this place is really not very good, coupled with this inexplicable Kaga, this series of actions seems to be that the other party deliberately exposed this place to them.

Could it be that this Kaga is just an abandoned son to delay time?

Having figured this out, Mutsumori frowned and wanted to tell everyone to find a way to leave with the bubbling petri dish, but before he opened his mouth, he heard a crisp and broken sound. sound.

His gaze was fixed on the glass vessel in the corner of the room, a spider web-like crack was slowly expanding, a drop of water slowly overflowed from the center of the crack, and flowed down the outer wall, soaking the spell wrapped outside the vessel.

Mutsumori's pupils shrank suddenly.

Sanriyue fell into a hallucination like a dream. He was sitting in a huge and empty movie theater surrounded by large and small screens, and every screen played the time he was thinking about without exception.

Invisible lines connect these screens, just like the separated branches of a big tree. Some screens are lit, while those inside are either laughing or cursing, or are as cold as ice.Some screens went dark, and the time inside turned into a cloudy pool of plasma at the last moment, and shattered into countless pieces with a bang.

The screens went dark one by one, and the screens lit up one after another. Sanriyue sat in the middle of the hall, as if an invisible force imprisoned him on the seat, pressing his head and forcing him to see the shattered ones. A beautiful tragedy.

Although his face was pale, his eyes were still piercing, fixed on a certain screen, which played slides with dim colors like a revolving lantern.He saw the fusangshen were lured away from the mountain by the bait like a broken tail of the retrograde army, and Yamabuchi ran away thousands of miles with Shiya, and the blade of the retrograde army, lingering with black air, was covered with blood, piercing through Shiya's chest.Yamabukiri finally fell in the dark, knelt down beside Tokiya and took him home.

Shi also lay peacefully in Yamabukiri's arms, quietly like a sleeping child.His expression was calm, even though his body was dirty and the blood splashed from his chest to his cheeks, he still showed a tranquility as if he had come home.

While holding Yamabuchi, he also staggered and walked in the mountains. The dark air took away all vitality, the flowers withered, and the grass withered, but Tokiya's body was still soft, and his face was rosy as if he was doing a dream.

The fallen god cut through the air with a knife, stepped into the ghostly way of nothingness, walked through countless times of flickering and flickering, passed through layers of spaces, and at the end of the long steps, saw A vermilion torii.

That was the direction of Honmaru.

The closed space is opened again, and the barren scene is revived the moment the owner returns.The trees sprout new buds, the lake water sparkles, the flowers and trees stretch out their curved flower buds, and the birds stand on the branches and sing with their voices.

Fu Sangshen carried his master into the atrium in the center of the space, stepped up to the second floor, and opened the closed paper door.

He stood for a long time, and finally knelt down in the darkness, hugged his body that had lost its temperature, and cried loudly.

Two lines of tears suddenly flowed from San Riyue's wide-open eyes, and dripped down her chin onto her clenched hands.

At this moment, he finally understood what Shi Ye wanted.

He just wants a home.

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Finally updated the text.

There are more poisonous brains slowly.