[Comprehensive] Onmyoji Ibaraki Doji

Devouring everything starts with the heart.

The fresh, beating heart is completely different from Xu Xu, the fingers tore open the skin with clear texture, stained with bright red blood, and finally held the heart.

Then there is the left arm that has gradually changed from fair skin to purple-black. It is said that the souls that do evil will go directly to hell instead of being transformed into Hollow. Shuten-douji does not know why a god of death can have such a power that is very similar to hell. He bites Swallowed the slender fingers, crushed them together with the nails, creaked, and swallowed it with a mouth full of flesh and bones.

In the empty and boundless world, long-lost memories appeared in front of his eyes. In this world, he walked side by side with Ibaraki Doji, walking forward.

After that, too much spiritual power overflowed, and he turned into the original beast form, a terrifying, huge beast form, which could swallow all the beast forms in one bite.

He fulfilled the wish of that god of death, and controlled his body and power, but the only thing he could not control was the emotion of that god of death.

Shuten-douji's heart was still only filled with the emptiness of killing and the pursuit of power, and the hollow hole in his chest still existed. He put on the blood-stained feather, and watched the bone shell on his arm shatter, revealing Purple-black skin.

The virtual circle finally became an untouchable forbidden area. Four captains died here, and there were no bones left. It evolved from Vastod into a more terrifying void. He wore the feathers of the god of death and fought with In the forest of Daxu, he became the king.

There was a rookie from the [-]th squad who fiddled with the machine and accidentally opened the passage to the virtual circle. The machine he carried was thrown in the desert, and the last image left was the white feathers fluttering in the wind. The high tied red hair, the gilt pupils when he turned his face, and the purple-black ghost hand that raised his hand to crush the head of the machine and the god of death.

It is probably the first time for Ibaraki to meet the so-called death. He has encountered many powerful and terrifying monsters, but he has never truly fallen into the blackness of death. When his heart was grabbed, the scene in front of him was distorted into blood red Then there was darkness, and after that, he sat up from the darkness with his hands on his chest, and his guiding spirit held up a candle, shining from the bottom up, and sat beside him.

"Brother, you died so miserable..."

Ibaraki almost didn't restrain himself and gave him a hand from hell.

"But congratulations... you're done."

The guiding shikigami put down the candle with a complex expression, and with a snap of his fingers, several small Jiutuns holding gourds fell from mid-air and fell into Ibaraki's palm.

"Then how is it a failure?"

Ibaraki held those small wines in one hand, and couldn't help asking.

"Refused the request to control the body. Almost many onmyojis who entered this dungeon chose not to agree to be eaten by the other party, and then ended up being eaten, but it was a failure of the dungeon."

Ibaraki seemed to be able to feel the moment when Shuten-douji stretched out his hand to snatch his heart away, his breathing was rapid, the scene was distorted, his life was in the hands of Shuten-douji, just a light pinch——

This has always been his wish. Ever since he followed Shuten-douji, his body, emotions, and life belonged to the King of Ghosts, and he was willing to surrender, not just between the bed and the curtain.

As long as Shuten Doji is willing, he can take his life at any time.

The guide shikigami thought that Ibaraki had just experienced being eaten, and he was afraid, but the other party showed a look of course, and replied that my body was naturally at the disposal of my best friend, and I almost wanted to stuff the candle in my mouth.

How did he forget that his onmyoji is a pervert?

Ibaraki opened his own shikigami storage grid, and all the SR, R card, and N card shikigami returned to it. The column of fragments belonged to Shuten-douji's golden one, and the progress bar finally came to the end.

On the pitch-black figure of the Ghost King, the word Summon appeared.

"If I summon my best friend, what will happen next? Continue in this world, repeating copies?"

Ibaraki pressed the summoning letter, but did not let go of his fingers.

His guiding shikigami sat in front of him, watching Ibaraki finally let go of his fingers, the ghost king's figure glowed and gradually became brighter.

"No, the game is over, Ibaraki-douji.

You just forgot what happened after that. Watanabe Tsuna, who cut off your ghost hand, didn't give up. Minamoto Raimitsu's four heavenly kings bypassed your defense and entered the demon world to attack the ghost king.With the help of the gods, they broke into Danba City and Dajiang Mountain without any hindrance, served poisoned demon wine, and while all the monsters fell asleep, they chopped off the head of Shuten Doji.

And when you can no longer receive any messages from the demon world and rush back to Danba, all you see in the palace is the headless body of Shuten-douji and the city full of corpses.

You go back to the human world to seek human revenge, and all the subordinates in the house were killed. Your evil spirit swallowed up your soul, and you became a terrifying existence that is neither demon nor ghost, but you still can’t defeat the demon bestowed by the gods A sharp weapon, it restrained your demon power, broke up your soul, cut you into a bloody mess, and threw you at the entrance of the demon world.

The remaining monster powers and souls were scattered around, picked up one by one by the ghost king returning from Yan Mo Temple, and sent to Abe Seimei in Heiankyo. Everyone knew that the Great Onmyoji was dead, but they didn't know how the flesh and blood of the descendants of humans and foxes were so... It is easy to be destroyed by time - these things, you just don't know it. "

The figure of the guiding shikigami disappeared like a gust of wind in the candlelight.

Ibaraki had a splitting headache, and it seemed that the palace of Dajiangshan was bloody like a river. He rushed up and looked at Shuten-douji, who had lost his head, in the middle of the palace, and suddenly, he heard that voice again in the dark. The voice of Seimei Abe.

"—Urgent as ordered!"

Ibaraki didn't stand still, and sat down in a soft embrace, folded his wings to hug him, and what Ibaraki saw when he turned his head was Guhuo's surprised smile.

——This height is a bit wrong.

Ibaraki struggled to get out of the banshee's arms, but first saw his palm that seemed too small, and then turned around, and saw Abe Seimei smiling at him.

"It worked, Seimei-san."

Gu Huo Niao hugged Ibaraki Doji, who was only about five or six years old as a human child, and couldn't put it down, wishing he could kiss him first.

Yatengu on the side finally relieved his tense face. He sighed long, thanked Abe Seimei quickly, took out his phone with trembling fingers, and clicked on the text message interface.

He quickly sent a text message, turned around, not knowing what to do, and finally apologized, spread his wings behind him, and flew away.

"I'm just gathering the soul fragments that the ghost king has gathered together, and I don't have much credit."

"Where is it? Mr. Seimei made up those stories better. I didn't expect Mr. Seimei to read comics like Shinigami. It's really interesting."

In the end, Gu Huo Niao couldn't bear it anymore, bowed her head and kissed Ibaraki's face, "You are so good, let my aunt give you a hug, and I will return you to Lord Ghost King later."

Ibaraki was kissed several times, but his thoughts were still confused, he grabbed Gu Huo Niao's neck, and calmly asked her what happened.

"Yan Mo said that your soul fragments were divided into about [-] parts, scattered all over the demon world and the human world. After hundreds of years, Lord Ghost King finally found those fragments and delivered them to Mr. Qingming one by one. Mr. Qingming set up an enchantment. It’s only for you to slowly recover your memory—well, let my aunt kiss you again.”

Abe Seimei performed an illusion on Ibaraki. From the eyes of ordinary people, he was a cute boy with black hair and black eyes. He was hugged by a beautiful woman with black hair and red lips, and walked slowly along the street.

"This is the human world hundreds of years later. We, together with Lord Ghost King, live here together with ordinary people. Mr. Qingming said that your demon power will soon recover, and you can return to your original age and body shape."

But before that, Ibaraki looked at everything around him almost intently. The strange things he saw in the first dungeon, such as electric wires, tall buildings, trams, and human beings, he still had to wait in the arms of Guhuo. some time ago.

"Mortals are not so easy to fool. Mr. Qingming is the medium of communication between mortals and us. We must cooperate with mortals to get rid of some evil spirits for them. The Lord Ghost King just came back the day before yesterday, but I heard that there is a certain person in the world. Feeling the power similar to yours everywhere, I have already rushed over, just now Yatengu has notified the ghost king."

Ibaraki seemed to understand half-understood. After he entered that safe world, he always felt that he was collecting the fragments of Shuten-douji, but he didn't know that Shuten-douji was trying to revive his dead self.

He was ashamed of Shuten-douji in his heart, and even compulsively fragmented this memory, forgetting that he himself saw Shuten-douji's body, and that he himself died under the sword of a mortal in the end.

The girl turned the corner again.

She walked into a certain residential area, entered a certain building familiarly, took the elevator down to the sixth floor, took out the key and opened the door.

There were not many furnishings in the room, and it was empty and indifferent. She took off her shoes at the entrance and closed the door behind her.

The enchantment opened in front of her, revealing a gap, Gu Huo Niao hugged Ibaraki and walked into the gap.

A mortal's house is connected to a certain place in the demon world, and Guhuo Niao's hands turned back into wings again. She was stepping on clogs, with an umbrella sword at her waist, and when she was about to walk towards the huge house in front of her, she heard the sound of huge wings coming from above. The sound of fanning.

The black feathers fluttered to the ground, and the big tengu waved its wings, raised its hand in mid-air and threw Shuten-douji to the ground, although there was still a considerable distance.

"Big dog, you—"

Shuten Doji inevitably cursed when he was thrown to the ground, but when he looked up, he saw the child in Gu Huo Niao's arms.

The ghost king was stunned for a few seconds, then softened his expression in disbelief, and never left his eyes.

"...Come to me, Ibaraki-douji."

The author has something to say: Everything Ibaraki encountered was a fantasy created by Abe Seimei, including Aoyuki Deng who also contributed a lot of plots, and Jiu Tun personally...but when he did it, he drove away Abe who was peeping from the side Seimei...

In the end, Ibaraki collected all the fragments, and Shuten also collected all the fragments. The ninety chapters of the encounter in the mortal world after a hundred years are almost a great number for the main text. At the end of the full text tomorrow, I would like to thank the little angels for their company all the way, Mumu clatter.