[Comprehensive] Tsunayoshi in the Dark Benmaru

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"Don't you want me to apologize?"

"Come here, liar."

Holding a long sword and standing quietly in the blue lightning, the dragon-level god judge spoke indifferently.A smile lingering with a poisonous curse bloomed on the red lips, and there was a mixture of madness and death in his eyes.Her faint provocation, the sickly crimson color on her cheeks, and the flame-red spiritual force field appeared because of her all-out aura, the majesty and arrogance——

The sky lion, which has been standing beside the young leader of Peng Gelie, sometimes cannot continue to rub against his master's shoulder because of his large range of movements, is floating in the air. It is a small one, and its movement sensitivity is more sensitive than its master's.When the young leader distanced himself from his opponent due to his unknown ability, it finally jumped to the shoulder blades again, and lifted one of the soft pads on its front palm. Natsu, whose IQ would increase with the increase of strength, was judged by the dragon class. The god's provocative anger and fighting spirit are high.

It can't wait to fly over and stretch out its little paws to scratch her!The grunting growl in the throat was even heavier, and even the Sky Lion who started to grind his teeth was really blown away.It raised its small head rolling with orange flames, pressed it against the young leader's neck, rubbed its mane around, and arched back and forth to ask the master to send an x-burner.

"Natsu, don't be impulsive - you fell into the other party's trap."

The young leader is not arrogant, but in a dead state, he does have the impulse of a young man.However, the attitude of the dragon-level god judge to set him up and lure him into the urn was too obvious-not to hide, but to catch him by surprise.Rather arrogantly, she announced her intention to set up a trick to the public, so much so that she stood on the edge of her own trap, arrogantly provoking her opponent to jump into it herself.

Even a young leader would naturally feel upset.Well, was very upset and wanted to hit her.Even though the brown-haired boy is the broad-minded Dakong who "blends and harmonizes everything, absorbs and embraces everything", he is still a normal and ordinary mortal.It's not the kind of "saint" who has no principle at all, and even raises the right cheek to the opponent after being hit on the left cheek.

Suppressing this terrible anger, he tried to keep himself absolutely calm during the battle.

Fortunately, he always seems to have a side effect of facial stiffness when he uses dead fire.With a cold and dead air, the face is more delicate than the normal immature and delicate appearance, and it looks extraordinarily handsome, the expression is dull, and the golden red eyes are condensed like gems.Here, in the present moment, no one can catch his emotional fluctuations, and no one can guess what he is thinking.Everyone only thought that the young man standing silently facing the wind on the arena was as golden as tin, as jade as jade.The dust is rolling in, but it does not hide its posture and pride.

Except for the dragon-level god-judgment who came to take the initiative to die, eager to stimulate the young god-judgment and give birth to the courage of blood.

"The little bastard is better than you."

The words spoken by the dragon-level god judge became more and more unpleasant.

If she, who is usually calm and rational, stood in front of her at this moment, it would probably be unbelievable that she would say such words.But now, she can't control that much, all she can do is to make the lying young man in front of her disappear, and she won't be able to open her mouth to say even a single word in her life.

Teenagers get angry.Being insulted to such an extent, even if the juvenile juror of the Pengelie family is so good-tempered and well-bred, there is no need to endure it any longer.Quiet anger was burning in the golden-red eyes, and in the palm of the open five fingers, the flames danced charmingly due to the ups and downs of the master's emotions, burning and burning.

The flame flow led Peng Gelie's young leader Gaofei, straight into the clouds.Although the young leader was angry, he acted only after careful analysis of the situation—if the dragon-level god judge placed traps around him, he was at the same level, and would trigger the mechanism no matter what—by then, let alone contact with the already hysterical opponent, he himself will be riddled with thorns.He didn't want to be too bold and risky when he didn't know the depth of Yin Yang Art's root system——

Then, if you are at the same point as the dragon-level female god judge, if you come into contact with her from directly above her... the lightning technique attached to the long sword held by the opponent will move in a four-dimensional shape, surrounding the caster in the exact center, forming a protective shape The circle swept away all threats from all directions—but Shangxia was quite weak in both defense and offense, probably because she had never faced an opponent who could escape from the ground or in the air before.

He dodges, and tentatively lands at a high-altitude position offset directly above his head. When the blue lightning like a dragon hits, he makes a straight turn at ninety degrees, but the linear light can't stop the momentum abruptly. Follow him around the corner.Tried back and forth several times, the young god judge also figured out the yin and yang art of the thunder and lightning attribute, thinking about the strategy he had thought up before, with the help of the death energy of the palm of his hand, he first hid himself in the sky, and then suddenly appeared again In the eyes of everyone, he fell to the position above the head of the dragon-level god judge without delay.

There is only one chance.

The juvenile judges of the Pengo Li family are fully prepared.In the first three seconds of contact with the opponent, he will put his left and right hands forward, and output a huge amount of "soft flame" slowing force that does little harm to the body.The light of the flames will also obscure the sight of the dragon-level god judge. As long as the opponent's consciousness is removed from the battle for a second, he will have the confidence to win.

Grit your teeth.In a critical moment, full attention is required, and the absolutely focused young leader does not allow himself to fail.Wrapped in the wind, it struck the top of the dragon-level god judge's head with the force of a thunderbolt.Looking up, her crazy and silent eyes moved slightly, and she bent her lips in admiration and mockery.

Ever since the young god-judgment revealed—the first phase of the frozen fallen devil turning into a ghost-the move "Dead Qi Zero Point Breakthrough", the dragon-level god-judgment is not only wary of the boy's approach, but also thinking about the boy's approach. The composition of strength.

The flames of death qi originating from the power of life are so gorgeous that it seems endless that they can be born from the young man's thin body.Although the dragon-level god judge is proud and conceited, he is not stupid.The boy can produce icy flames, and he is obviously not afraid of water, so she chose thunder and lightning as a helper; although the boy's desire to fight in close quarters is subtly hidden in caution, it is not difficult to judge - he wants the same Block her actions.

What a lovely and innocent person.

If there is anything about the dragon-level god judge that the young leader Peng Gelie can't match, it is probably scheming.To have those penetrating eyes that are as clear as glazed glass, and you can see all of them at a glance—it's really foul.If it wasn't here, if he wasn't the judge of Dark Fall Honmaru, or if he didn't protect those Dark Fall spirits... She would probably want to get close to the boy and become friends.

no if—

For the first time, there was a slight arc of gentle smile on the lips of the dragon-level god judge. She raised her hand, and a piece of talisman paper painted with blood appeared on her fingertips.Blood flowers all over the sky burst from her fingertips, and with the blood sacrifice curse, her surprise attack that hurt the enemy one thousand and self-destructed eight hundred was mixed with lightning and thunder, forming a shield to resist.Unprepared, the young God Inquisitor who was in an unstoppable falling state under the propulsion of the flames alternated his hands in front of him, and even with the largest flames he could emit, he could not avoid it, and he would slam into the huge defensive shield with painful results.Not to mention what he could see, the surging energy of the shield's ripples.

"Natsu! Defense mode!"

Transformed from the lion of the sky, the first-generation cloak with protective functions is wrapped around the body, with the uninjured right elbow as the vanguard, and the left hand continues to output flames.Even though he had reduced his momentum to the greatest extent, there was still a loud bang when he hit it, and at the same time—the young inquisitor heard the sound of teeth grinding and bones dislocated.He didn't think about whether he had a fractured bone, or a dislocated hand bone.Reluctantly struggling to get up from the empty shield, only at this moment did he realize that the originally hard defense section turned into a swamp, sucking him in with force majeure.

First, the feet, the legs—the lower body fell into it, and was crushed by the crushing bones and ashes.Painful sounds escaped from between the lips and teeth, and even Natsu in the cloak state let out a mournful cry.The injured arm was wrapped in steel-attribute flames, no matter how it was struck or attacked, it would remain indifferent, and the young leader's golden-red pupils were slightly shaken.

Below him, the bloody hands of the dragon-level god judge continued to drip blood.

She raised her face and looked quietly at the powerful and dazzling boy who was caught by her.What virtue and power, she thought, those demons and ghosts can be saved by such a dazzling person, why can they still be redeemed after hurting human beings?

She gave a nervous, weird smile, destroying all the good-looking and gentle smile before, and then she laughed again.Laughing made her feel a lot better, because the grotesque lies that the young interrogator had told before weighed on her like a terrible burden.

"Fuck! That boy is going to die if this continues!"

"Is there any martial arts judge to save him?!"

"It's fine to kill the assassin and pay the gods! You have to pay for your life if you kill someone! Damn it!"

"Is this aunt crazy???"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Even before this battle, the young leader let the cabbage-haired sword retreat to the sidelines, so as not to let the dragon-level god judges vent their anger and target him again.Dadian Taiguangshi also refused to listen to dissuasion from the beginning, and drew his sword to force him; later, he was willing to stand on the edge for fear of dragging the human youth back, guarding Yiqi Yizhen and other swords in the ice crystal.

Especially after the young leader showed his great strength——

But now, it is the young god judge who is losing the wind.It is impossible for Dadian Taiguangshi to choose to stay out of it for any reason.Originally, all of this was caused by these dark fallen gods. There is no reason for human teenagers to bear the terrible consequences and bear the responsibility of heavy sins alone.Thinking in this way, he placed all the swords that were originally protected in his arms and tied around his waist on the horizontal surface of the sleeping ice crystal.

His eyes were stern, and he drew his sword and turned towards——at this time, he was looking up at the dragon-level god judge of Dadian Taiguangshi who was too young for the protagonist—as long as he can hit the opponent, it will only cause a blink of an eye, and interrupt this yin and yang technique Even for a second... The young interrogator who was deeply imprisoned found an opportunity to get out, and Daeden Taiguangshi did not hesitate to sacrifice his worthless life.

However, this time, he did not because of "falling into obscurity to get rid of his own bad luck", nor because of "commitment to the "Swallowing Gun""! Rather, Dadian Taiguangshi wanted to follow for what he wanted, He wanted to protect the lord, but he sacrificed himself. It was just a death. He was fearless, even a little heroic, but it was just a death.

To die for the sake of the young lord is the highest honor of being a storehouse.Fu Sangshen's life is so long, and he once prayed desperately in a dark box with only dust as a companion, that what he had hoped for would be all today - from illusory to real.His past will no longer cause him pain.

Slashing the blade of the sword, in the shadow of the sword's light and sword, everything in the eyes of Kalan-haired Taidao is blurred.

The scorching smell emanating from the body being hit by the electric light, in the air, made the cabbage hair color Taidao who fell into the dust recall in the phantom of the memory revolving door, a long, long time ago——

At that time, the Token Fusangshen who did not need to participate in the battle in Honmaru would gather together to study the rare gadgets that have emerged in an endless stream after the development of human society over the years; they would enjoy flowers and play cards on the grass in the back mountain, with the water flowing.Under the noon sun, the grass buds will shine brightly, and the double-petal cherry blossoms next to them emit a strong fragrance.At that time, the burning sun and the blue sky seemed to be very close to the top of the tree, as if they could be touched by reaching out.

It happened so long ago, and the regrets and tragedies that happened afterwards were several times more than the happy days, and he thought he had forgotten it.After all, memory is fragile and short-lived.For Fusangshen, their first appearance is equivalent to birth, and what they experience after that constitutes a unique individual; before that, they were all clones that were transformed by the government of time and were the same.

Experience forms memory, and memory forms knowledge, which in turn becomes emotion.

"Mr. Odenota——!!!!!!"

The boy arrived at his side with a vibrating voice filled with sorrow and anger.

He called him by his name hoarsely—"Ah... it's just a decoration anyway. Even if it rots in the scabbard, no one will notice"—so don't do this; don't feel sad for him, and don't shed tears .Death and birth are one and the same, there is no difference.When he was first born, he smelled the same smell as now.

"—x-burner!!!!!"

dying.The cabbage-haired sword finally heard a sentence that he had never heard before and could not understand.The young god judge shouted with a voice almost roaring.Then the flames filled the sky, the airflow became a hurricane, and the rage broke out.Gravel and sand flew up and down overwhelmingly, and explosions and roars buzzed in my ears.

[The young god-inspector he chose to serve really...has so much he doesn't know. ]

[He also wants to... really wants to see more. ]

Being swept by the wind, he fell and slid off the edge of the arena.Miike's Tianxia Wujian's eyes couldn't focus due to the injury, he was lying on his back, he didn't know if it was the autumn sunshine or the flames of the young god-inspector falling on his red eyelids.A piece of bright red, as it permeated into his past memory——

He also remembered that a long, long time ago, he picked a flower with a strong fragrance and put it under his nose to smell the sweet smell; his eyes widened because of the fragrance, and he gradually became a little lost in ecstasy... He was the one who witnessed all this A witness of happy times, and misery tried his best to make him forget it all.

But now, he finally found the peace and quiet in those days.