foreigner's journey

Chapter 519 Fighting with blood and iron for the gods
"Are all the knife holders here?"

In the fifth dojo, the voice of General Jiaming sounded, full of impatience and dissatisfaction.He is the general who rules the world!Nesting in this small, rudimentary dojo is already condescending, and after so long for no reason, the dissatisfaction with those knife-wielding people in my heart is getting bigger and bigger.

The noble general has made up his mind, and after the swordsmanship duel in front of the gods is over, he will give these rebellious people a good look!
A loyal guard half-kneeled on the ground and replied in a low voice: "Reporting to the general, except for [Poison Knife] and [Sincerity Knife], there is still no news, the rest of the knives have arrived at the Temple of the Guardian, and are now gathered outside the arena Waiting for the game to start."

"...don't wait any longer, the [best time] will pass soon, this general wants to go to the scene in person!"

The square in the center of Hujian Temple is already very wide, but it is even more majestic after the second expansion and repair of the shogunate.

The knife-wielding people stood beside the martial arts arena, waiting for the opening of the competition in different postures.

Wearing dojo attire, a black-haired girl with a heroic and glamorous face, Akiguchi, stood in the shade holding a wooden knife.Possess - [King Knife Saw].

The silver-haired, thin young man Dongkong Libing was holding a plate of rice balls stacked high and was feasting on the sidelines.Possess - [Double Knife Hammer].

The burly man in the full-cover hideous armor without a single gap showed his arms folded and motionless.Possess - [Thief Knife Armor].

Xi Baibing held a paper umbrella in one hand and stood on the sidelines quietly looking around at the crowd.Possess - [Thin Knife Needle].

A monk with a well-proportioned figure and a tiger-striped beard stood in the shadows with his eyes closed.Possess - [Chopper·Blunt].

Tsuruga camouflage sits on the lounge table drinking wine to himself.Possess - [Thousand Knives·Shoot].

The huge monstrosity in the cloak stood naked in the sun, not saying a word.Possess - [Wei Dao · Hairpin].

Rong Qishi hid under the awning, holding a glass of water in his hand and enjoying himself leisurely.Possess - [Evil Sword·鐚].

Ling Qihua and Jiu'er stood under the awning at the other end, looking at Ying Qishi in the distance with complicated expressions.Possess - [Extreme Sword·铇].

"Sister...is she really a sister!?" Qihua hesitated to speak, it was the first time Jiu'er saw Qihua shaken so much.

Thinking about it, with the strength of Qihua and Qishi, I am afraid that there will be a tragic duel between siblings in the end, and Qihua cannot help being sad.

Not only Qihua, but even Jiu'er was shocked when he first heard the news that Ying Qishi was making trouble in Dead Spirit Mountain.She knew that Qishi was the strongest in Japan 20 years ago, but she didn't expect that Qishi, who is suffering from illness like fragile porcelain, is still incredibly strong.

[I have never defeated my sister once. ] These are Qihua's original words.

Such a powerful Rong Qishi will probably become even stronger after getting the Evil Sword, and Heather... Did you really lose to Rong Qishi and disappear from there?It's not like you!

On the other hand, Rong Qishi looked at Rong Qihua with her big indifferent eyes, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, revealing a vicious smile that was hard to hide.

Qihua, my younger brother... Before I follow Heather and leave this world, Heather and I will give you an unforgettable [teaching lesson].

Farther away, beyond the shimenawa line of defense erected by the sword-guarding monks, there was a dense crowd of people. They were all 'spectators' who came here from all over Japan. Swordsmanship Showdown in front of the God], on the other hand, to see Susano, one of the Sanhui Gods, with his own eyes.

There was a commotion in the distance, and a large group of shogunate soldiers in full armor guarded a chunky old man with oil paint on his face coming out of the Fifth Dojo.

"Who is that fat old man? It's quite a big scene..." Someone in the audience murmured angrily, but the person next to him covered his mouth in astonishment:

"Hush! Are you crazy? That's General Jiaming!"

I saw the short and fat old man climbing up to the extravagant grandstand specially set up for the general, panting, and as soon as he sat down, four curtains fell from the top of the canopy to cover his figure. The samurai with weapons stood at four points in the stands, ready for battle.

Behind the shogun's stand is the exclusive stand for the shogunate nobles and high-ranking officials, which is also the VIP auditorium for later generations. These high-ranking noble officials, who are either potbellied or very old, waved their fans, looking carefree and ready to watch a play.

The hand holding the wine cup in the Tsuruga camouflage hesitated for a moment. In this stand alone, she could find at least four beasts who had abused and abandoned the black witch.But she couldn't do it, not because she couldn't fight against the general's army with personal force, nor because she was timid, but because she was afraid that her reckless actions would ruin this swordsmanship duel before the gods.

Never let your beloved god feel any displeasure, this is the common vision of Tsuruga camouflage and thousands of black witches.

The blond-haired Negative Ji stood far away in the corner, slowly shaking the ornate fan with paper flowers, and when she looked at Jiu'er, her tone became lighter: "Hmph... that woman with a lingering ghost is still so alive, it's really annoying." What a disgusting guy...Saemonemon?"

"The subordinate is here." A flat voice came from behind her.

"let's start."

"Yes."

A figure came out from behind Negating Ji. It was a tall man with short red hair tied into a short braid behind his head. His nose was covered by a hard-shell mask with [Unbearable] written on it. He could only see Jaw and mouth.There are samurai swords of different sizes and lengths pinned to his waist, and he is wearing a neat black suit with an indifferent demeanor.

Left and right Taemon Zaemon, holding——【Flame Sword · Gun】!
After a few vertical jumps, he appeared in front of the general's stand, half kneeling on the ground and said in a low voice, "Your Excellency, the hour has come."

"Very good, let's get started!"

Following the general's order, four braziers were lit on the tallest, most luxurious, and most solemn high platform in front of the martial arts arena, and precious spices were piled up in the braziers. Hundreds of monks knelt in front of the high platform, bowed their bodies, and clasped their hands together. Pressing it against his forehead, with his eyes closed and sweat profusely reciting in unison a eulogy praising Susanoo.

Except for the sound of monks chanting odes, there is no other sound around.The audience fell to their knees one after another, with their foreheads on the ground and dared not make a sound. The sword guard monks could not prostrate on the ground due to their duties, but they also knelt on the ground with one hand in front of them and silently recited the eulogy.

This is the ceremony that the Tsuruga camouflage told the shogunate, they do not doubt him, and naturally go all out to do their best.

It was close to noon at this time, when the sun was shining brightly and the temperature was hot, but as the chant echoed above the Hujian Temple, a strong wind began to blow.

Boundless dark clouds gathered from the horizon, covering the entire sky over Tosa at an extremely fast speed.An incomparably huge vortex of dark clouds is located directly above the Hujian Temple, slowly rotating.The strong wind made the cloth banners on the martial arts field rattle.

The Tsuruga camouflage walked to the high platform dedicated to the descending of Susanoo, stood up straight, held the [Thousand Swords] in both hands and raised it to the sky, and said loudly:
"Welcome to the gods!"

Boom!The flames in the four braziers suddenly rose high, and a bold man raised his head to look at the sky, and was immediately dumbfounded by fright and dared not move.

A ray of thunder fell from the sky, revealing an incomparably huge figure with a sword in one arm in the depths of the clouds!

Susanoo!

The crowd below had never seen such a miracle before. General Jiaming was so frightened that he quickly prostrated himself in the general's stand, and the senior officials and nobles of the shogunate and the guarding army around him also fell to their knees in fright.

Even those sword-wielding men half-kneeled on the ground one after another. Even though there were rebellious ones among them, their rebelliousness was only aimed at mortals, and no one could stand calmly in the face of [Gods].

Except for the black witch and Qiqishi.

The black witches quietly gathered around the altar, holding a thousand knives in their hands and raising them to the sky, with reverence on their faces.

Just when the solemn and solemn atmosphere was about to reach its climax, a discordant voice suddenly came from the direction of the distant mountain road——

"Oh, what a big battle, I'm not late, am I?"

Familiar!Jiu'er, who was kneeling on the ground, hurriedly raised his head to look in the direction of the sound, only to see Heather in a dark blue cloak still looking like a carefree prodigal son, smiling and stroking the stubble on his chin.

Seeing Jiuer's expression, Negative Ji looked at Heather again, and immediately understood—is it [Sekiro] Heather?What a strange man.Although not annoying, the way he appeared in this situation is already the worst situation.

General Jiaming's mood at this time was simply angry and frightened: "Let's go, let's go! See you before God, how dare you be so rude!? Take it down! Take this madman to this general!"

Several guards with swords rushed out immediately, slashing at Heather with their knives.

Clang!Clang!Clang!
Heather didn't intend to do anything at all, and walked slowly towards the altar with a smile.The guards who swung at him with knives moved their bodies and heads, and fell to the ground one after another.

Several black witches appeared next to Heather at some point, and swung their knives neatly to kill the guards.

"Tsuruga camouflage!? What is your black witch doing? Everyone, kill this tramp immediately! Immediately!" General Jiaming's roar sounded, what are these damned low women thinking?How dare you kill the general's bodyguard?
Broke, and things got messy.Jiu'er frowned, his mind raced to find a clever plan to save Heather's life.At such a critical moment, angering the general and angering the gods, Heather, are you crazy?And why would those black witches help him?Could it be the poor girl who was confused by this guy's face again?
More guards and soldiers roared and rushed towards Heather, but they were beheaded by the black witches before they got close.

Heather didn't stop until she reached the altar, and while sizing up the altar, rubbed her chin and exclaimed, "Amazing, it's actually made of gold... What's your idea?"

The Tsuruga camouflage half-kneeled on the ground, with his head hanging down, and his voice no longer showed the indifference when he treated other people. At this time, he showed enthusiasm and longing: "I really can't imagine anything else that can set off your demeanor. The ceremony is too simple. , please lower your punishment."

Ugh?Jiu Er, who just got up, stood still, what?Tsuruga camouflage What does this mean?
Not only Jiuer, but also General Jiaming, Negating Ji, and the knife-wielding person were almost out of breath in astonishment. Could it be that the meaning of Tsuruga's camouflage is——

"How could I punish my black witch? Get up."

Heather laughed, threw the dark blue cloak to the Tsuruga camouflage, and walked up to the altar step by step.

Every time he took a step, a thunderbolt would explode in the sky, and the one-armed Susanoo deep in the clouds would also grow bigger.

When Heather stepped onto the top and sat lazily on the luxurious throne with one hand resting on her chin, the shadow of Susano in the clouds was already big enough to cover the sheath walking mountain.

The time to start the show has come, and it is time to offer blood and iron to the gods.

　PS: I feel more and more that the plot of Elden's Ring of Law is very interesting. How about a world of short and medium stories with about forty or fifty chapters? Is it interesting?I just didn't think there were any weapons worth picking up in it.In addition, are there any reliable videos or articles about the deduction of the plot of the French Ring?The plot setting of the old thief in the game is too fragmented.

　
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