The Inauguration of the Inquisitor of the Gods [Comprehensive]

"It's not just Uncle Minghu who did it. Ran and Akita were also imprisoned. They can't be found at all." Hirano, who was always steady on weekdays, now had tears in his eyes.

"Troublesome..."

Now that he finally knew a little bit of the inside story, Granu asked Foxanosuke to record the scene, thinking about his next move.

She put her hand on the top of the breastbone, where the black air is the most intense, tentatively sent a ray of spiritual power over, and the black mist adhering to the skeleton swept up immediately, and the churning black air swept over immediately. Devoured by milky spiritual power.

What's more, the halo wrapped around the slender fingers, spinning upwards provocatively.

Although the next moment, it was completely wiped out by the spiritual power.

Granu took out his phone, touched the screen a few times, and turned on the lighting function.

A hazy light appeared in the originally dark room.

After a few seconds, Granose moved his hand away, and the light immediately illuminated the entire room.

Aim the light at the chest, and it is not difficult to find that there are large and small cracks on the bone. It is said that the cracks are more strange patterns, and the thin black spreads from the breastbone to the whole body.

I don't know if it's because of the dizziness of the sugar, but she always feels that these black lines are squirming strangely.

Just feel creepy.

"Hey, Yaoken, do you see these black lines moving?" Granu felt his throat was a little dry.

Yao Yan nodded, gestured to Hirano and the others, and several of them stepped forward and worked together to turn Hu Ming over.

Now, Granu could clearly see the black stone behind the sternum.

It can also be determined that this is the source of Minghu becoming like this.

Immediately afterwards, Yao Yan lifted most of the quilt again, revealing Minghu's arm.After taking off the clothes, Minghu's arm was terribly black, and upon closer inspection, it was found that it was formed by the condensation of countless black threads, and it was still flowing around the arm.

"I didn't expect it to spread so badly," Yaoyan said in a low voice, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture: "It was at the elbow fossa a while ago, and I thought it had stabilized, but I didn't expect it to spread to the forearm in the past few days. They are all superimposed, and this time it turned into this in just one afternoon..."

Granose stared at these black lines for a long time, and gradually formed a thought in his mind that he thought was absurd: "These black lines, can't they grow?"

Several people present did not reply.

In fact, several people had this idea before, but everyone was helpless in the face of this matter, and there was no help.Some just wait until the judge is in a good mood that day, and let the daggers hold each other's hands frantically, on the verge of being broken.I can only pray for a little tolerance from the judge, which can prevent the Minghu from being eroded.

"Don't you guys like one session and one strike? How come you can't forge anything?"

"Isn't it right for a sword to please its master?"

"Yao Yan, the injury on your brother's body was caused by you yourself. Are you considered an elder brother?"

"I think Yijin didn't want to recognize you bastards so he didn't come far. It really insulted Awataguchi's reputation."

Do they want to kill Bai, that's for sure.If they could, they wished to give their lives, even if their souls dissipated, they would kill Bai.

But it can't, if Bai dies, many of his companions will fall into deeper pain, Ranhe Akita is being imprisoned, Minghu is also being swallowed step by step by strange black energy, and other swords.

Bai regards the lives of these people as his amulet, and tramples on them wantonly.

The god judges can't easily let the swords smash the knives, which will attract the attention of the government of the time, and it is also their last guarantee, but what if something unexpected happens.What if Minghu shattered the sword, and some swords were shattered due to force majeure?

The two sides are pulling like this, like a tight thread, with a little more force, the illusion of harmony on the surface will collapse.

Bai can still forge new knives, but for them.

Without the same memory and emotion, is this sword still the original sword?

They really don't dare to bet.

"Foxosuke, do you think I can suppress the black energy with my spiritual power?" Granu couldn't help asking, staring at the flowing black.

Foxnosuke was using his meaty paws to tap the buttons on the screen to record what happened. He paused suddenly when he heard the words of Granose, and then his little head turned into a fan: "Master Granose, this It's very dangerous. If something happens to you, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Foxnosuke was already staring at her with tears in his eyes, so pitiful.

"I have a headache," Sasuke looked around, everyone's faces were more or less disappointed, scratched their hair, and asked unwillingly: "Can you communicate with the Government of Time first, I remember You also said last time that you can seek help from the Government of Time."

"Naturally," Honosuke nodded, responded, and tapped his paw on the send button.

Soon, the Government of Time sent a reply.

Foxnosuke took a brief tour and explained: "The Government of Time will send people to assist us later. Due to the particularity of this Honmaru, it will use my body as a medium to operate it."

Fox's words undoubtedly boosted the momentum of several people.

Knowing that there is a solution, Granu also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, clapped his hands, and asked Foxanosuke: "Then when shall we start?"

Foxnosuke didn't answer, but squatted quietly on the spot, his eyes were empty and out of focus, he looked like a doll at first glance.

"It seems to have begun to change." Yaken looked at Fox's dull eyes, and his tone was a little more expectant.

After about ten seconds, Honosuke regained his consciousness.

Different from the usual ignorant eyes, these eyes are more mature and wise.

How should I put it, Honosuke who has been around for more than 20 or [-] years will probably grow up like this.

Maybe.

'Foxosuke' walked around Minghu in a leisurely manner, sniffing in a certain direction from time to time.

Always feels great.

In the next second, probably due to the lack of proficiency in the control of the body, the front foot caught the back foot, and fell to the ground with a slap.

Several people looked at each other, then looked away tacitly, pretending not to see it.

As for the reliable image established just now, of course it doesn't exist anymore.