Crown Master

After getting off the plane, the duo rushed to Kanagawa County, where the biggest disaster occurred in nearly 100 years, without stopping.

The land that had just experienced the fall of the sword of Damocles was full of scars, and the deep trenches that tore the earth blowing cold air, looked like fresh wounds that were still bleeding.

Although Gu Dazi is very clear, from the outbreak of the disaster to his arrival at the scene, the time spent in the whole process has been shortened by more than ten times compared with normal circumstances!How many illegal, illegal, supernatural and unscientific methods she used, even if she was as leisurely as Tsurumaru, she didn't bother to calculate, but these were not enough to shock her by seeing it with her own eyes.

She still felt like she was late...

Why not hurry up!

Why don't I really have future vision?

why…………

In the mind of countless thoughts, countless annoyance, unhappiness, entanglement and sadness all revolved around one sentence.

It's all my fault.

Tsurumaru: "The main hall."

Gudazi: "You don't need to tell me, I will adjust it myself."

Without giving Tsurumaru a chance to spit out any words, Gudazi looked at the completely clean human land where even the ruins were swept away by the energy erupted after the sword of Damocles fell.

It is hard to imagine that such a barren place was also a very prosperous big city before.

"Requiem."

Lowering the eyelids, the energetic brows calmed down, and the emotions that had always been active in the eyes at this time obeyed like a stream of peaceful light, bringing endless peace.

Gudazi: "Anyway, I am also your master."

Tsurumaru lowered his eyebrows, with a rare introverted expression: "Yes..."

That identity that has not been used for so long that it is forgotten most of the time, is incomparable with the status of the crown master who saved the world seven times by Gu Dazi, and is not worth mentioning.

Judge.

This requiemer, who once occupied a considerable amount in history, has been forgotten by the noisy modern society.

But in the ancient stories, no one will ignore any noble person who can communicate with the gods, revive the soul, awaken the peace of the earth, and reorganize the two worlds of yin and yang.

Because of its greatness, it gradually disappeared in front of people as the gods disappeared.

Because it is noble, it has been passed down orally from generation to generation, and only the most virtuous and respected generation can record it on paper and pass it on to future generations.

Witches, onmyojis, monks, and other religions known to later generations are almost all born out of the word "God Judge".

It is the oldest relationship between God and man, which once established and ruled human society!

However, those who inherit "it" do not only have the job of comforting the gods. On the contrary, as the representative of non-human things——God, the bridge of contact, the god judge actually deals with people most of the time.

To be precise, it is to liberate those souls who are unwilling to dissipate in the world, so that they can be liberated from the pain and fear of death.

Gu Dazi slowly knelt on the ground, making a posture that resembled a witch praying, with his hands clasped in front of his chest, and his bright eyes slowly closed.

Appease the gods and revive the soul.

The light like a firefly radiated from her body, and was completely dispelled by the bright sun above her head, but as more and more fluorescent light flew out, this light could already be seen in front of the sun that shines on the earth every day. Pounce on those souls rising from the earth, and protect the fragile ones from dissipating immediately.

Facing the falling sword of the king is like a first-level mob who eats the servant's treasure without knowing anything. These human souls are barely able to exist, let alone go to the underworld on their own initiative!

At this time, it is impossible to expect the god of death to send someone specially. Gu Dazi, who somehow feels that half of his body is doing something, has to roll up his sleeves.

Although the aura particles floating in the air are scattered and rare, no matter how much the soul swallows, they are still in a steady stream. With this endurance alone, while refreshing the limits of countless psychics, it also attracted a firefly in the daytime. group.

The dots of light seem to have the ability to burn out the hostility in the hearts of the dead, bring them hope for new life, and ignite the lights in the dark.

A full 70 people!

Even though the souls at the center of the impact had been annihilated, the total number of remaining dead was still so large that the Onmyoji would turn blue.

If any priestess favored by the gods came here, I am afraid that they would only show a helpless expression after a long silence, not to mention the resentment of these dead after their death in an instant.

If these resentments gradually settle and turn into curses, Kanagawa Prefecture will definitely become a dead place like Hirasaka where human beings cannot survive!

These Gudazi can't let go!

Then she did something that would have seemed unthinkable to anyone who understood the danger behind it.

She is requieming, she is purifying, in the eyes of those gods of death, this girl is opening the door connecting the two worlds, and she wants to send them to reincarnation!

The price is that she needs to use herself as a medium when the door of the dead is opened!It is equivalent to being trampled on through her body by countless dead souls, and they will also leave remnants of life in their minds, and then escort them step by step to the kingdom after death.

During this process, Gudazi will accept the remaining thoughts of each deceased, experience the lives of countless people being staged in her mind, and the resentment left by those dead souls will pollute her pure body.

Without discussing the success rate of doing this, and simply considering it from the perspective of people's hearts, no one would think that anyone can be so self-sacrificing for others!

But Fu Sangshen appeared next to her, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's long and short white hair was instantly dyed black by the power of the dark fall, his eyes turned blood red, his face was no longer pure and beautiful, and the malice rolling in the blood-colored eyes was no worse than How clean those curses are!

He guarded the young god judge, silently watching the thin figure who built a high platform for the soul, even if the steps were consumables made of her soul, he never stopped him, just kept silent. Standing aside, she was as focused as the sleepless warrior guarding her.

Although in the eyes of others who can see through the truth, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's dark and twisted soul is so dirty that he would faintly vomit even at a glance, but when the selfless girl lord takes pity on those pitiful souls, the blood-stained evil ghost But it is more deterrent than any compassionate Bodhisattva!

Tsurumaru Kuninaga has always kept his oath, even if his dancing wings can no longer soar, but he is incomplete with steel blades as wings, unable to fly gracefully into the sky, but he can die for his master lifetime!

There is no more loyal behavior than the silence he showed, and I don't know if the interrogator is clear about this.

At this time, Gu Dazi, who had already fallen into the state of requiem with all her heart, felt vaguely that Tsurumaru had turned into Fusangshen and was guarding the side, but sending the soul after soothing the soul was extremely exhausting, and she was not allowed to distracted.

Through her remaining connection with God, a spiritual path is connecting the world of the dead through her.

Tsurumaru, who had been distracted by Gudazi and Soul, almost immediately discovered that those souls floating randomly in the sky began to drift in the same direction consciously.

With Gudazi as the source, a stream of water exudes Yin Qi from the depths of the ground and gradually expands to the width of the small river.

The water is ding-dong, like a slogan knocking on the door, and a paper door that looks like an ancient Japanese room door appears in front of the soul.The river that is part of the Santu River awakens the deep familiarity of the soul and also passes through the corridor in front of the door, as if the strange scene in a corner of the other world blooms with the blood-red manjusawa with the water of the Styx flowing across the ground.

Those souls whose expressions became less resentful because they absorbed the clean and pure spiritual power from Gudazi spontaneously flew to the door and formed a long line. Death not only brought fear, but also pointed out the way for them.

If these dead souls cannot be rescued by the god of death from the soul world, then they are likely to turn into monsters, or be eaten by ghosts and monsters.But in general, no one in the Onmyoji family would come to purify them with nothing to do. Anyway, there are too many of them, so Gudazi is really quite reckless this time!

But what is incredible is that even though he was so impulsive and lacked careful consideration, Gu Dazi still succeeded...

When the whole of Kanagawa was quiet, the air was frozen with a factor of silence, and at some point in the sky, a dark cloud blocked the light above the clouds.The coercion from the underworld also swept across the audience in an instant, and even Tsurumaru was affected by the tail of the typhoon. If he didn't have quite a long experience, he might lose his composure!

For this reason, Tsurumaru narrowed his eyes and stared at the door, and then continued to stare at Gudazi without blinking.

In his opinion, there is nothing more important in this world than the safety of the main hall, including the fact that he almost suffered a dark loss.

Darkness can find opportunities to retaliate in the future, but this is the only master!

Tsurumaru's eyes widened, and he was careful not to let go of a single hair of Gudazi... It didn't look like a guard, but it seemed that he had malicious intentions.

At this time, he was concentrating on attracting souls, and at the same time feeling the deepest memories of these souls, he suddenly felt a chill hit him, his hands and feet were cold, and he shivered inexplicably silently.

If Tsurumaru's performance was seen by her with her eyes open, then she would not be surprised, she would definitely be pounded!

Why are you looking at me with such stupid eyes?

Don't explain, explaining is a ghost!

It was almost predictable how lively the scene would become, but unfortunately, this scene did not happen between the two of them. Gu Dazi was not as capable as she had shown, not because she had become weaker, Rather... Looking at the memories of 70 people one by one, no matter how high-powered the processor is, it will be overloaded!Even if it was just some intercepted fragments, for that person, it was a memory that he would never forget when he died!So important, so what's wrong with just going slower?

No problem at all!

As a god judge, Gu Dazi is obliged to bear all these burdens. Whether it is public or selfish, it shows one thing, and she is duty bound in this matter!

But having said that, looking at it one by one, it is impossible for her to clean it up in the year of the monkey, but the good news is that most of the time, the processing speed of the human brain cannot be compared with the machine, and Gudazi is a child with a fast brain. !

Akao Kagu Tsugenshi created a tragedy, the destruction of Kanagawa Prefecture brought grief to countless families.

With another force, the sealed door finally opened slowly, revealing a corner of the landscape of the kingdom of the dead...

Gu Dazi also slowly opened his eyes, as if his pupils covered with a layer of mist fell on the souls who walked into the door with peaceful expressions, their expressions became a little complicated.

"Tsuramaru."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga stood in a position where he could lift her up by raising his hand, no matter how soft her voice was, Fu Sangshen with excellent hearing would not miss her every sigh and laugh.

"Ah."

Gudazi: "A disaster has brought countless sorrows, and I know very well that this is not only a conspiracy, but also a beginning..."

Tsurumaru: "Do you want to change?"

Gudazi: "Is there a way to change it?"

Tsurumaru smiled: "As long as you think about it, everything will be in time."

"..." As long as I think about it, it's too late.

Looking at the dark clouds above his head that were blown away at some point, Gu Dazi said, "I hope... no, there must be time! Tsurumaru..."

"Ah."

"Help me up!"

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Awow, it’s my dad’s birthday and Father’s Day, and I’m so dazed when I’m running, I’m buying cakes and celebrating again, I’m so sleepy, I wanted to do another chapter yesterday, but it’s meow, I’ll see tomorrow Can you make up three chapters!

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