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The black tail swaggered wildly, this face demon was different from the previous ones.

If Takuya could remain rational, he would be able to see slight differences in the black flames on the tail of the masked demon.

It is a pity that Takuya, who has fully awakened the blood of the night rabbit, has completely lost his mind and turned into a veritable war weapon.

He didn't care, or in other words, he only had the idea of ​​killing all the enemies standing in front of him, letting their warm red liquid flow out of his body until they lost their life.

He stepped on the ground with all his strength, and the powerful force caused the marble floor to explode. Just by using the force to jump up, the hard ground could no longer bear the force and collapsed.

Takuya raised his big umbrella and hit the face demon on the head.

Faced with a speed invisible to the naked eye, the black-faced demon actually reacted. The tail behind him stretched out in front of him to block the umbrella, and made an inaudible crisp sound.

The tail of the black-faced demon was broken, like a broken branch, hanging down weakly.

However, almost instantly, a piece of black foam spread over the broken tail, and Rumo's tail returned to its original state.

Takuya seemed invisible, grinning and waving the big blue umbrella crazily to attack. The black-faced demon's nine tails kept resisting, and its excessive speed formed a black shadow behind it.

Its front paws touched the ground, and its bony knuckles dug into the marble floor to stabilize its body.

Even so, the marble engraved with artistic textures was still scratched with ferocious marks.

Takuya continued to attack, and there was a battle sound in the hall. The loud sound made the ears of the artifacts huddled in the corner ring, and only an afterimage could be seen in the center.

After discovering that the black-faced demon was able to handle it with ease, Takuya completely gave up on defense and increased his attack speed.

Faced with the huge pressure from the attack end, the masked demon gradually became unable to cope with it. From the fact that its tail kept breaking, it could be seen that it was tired of coping, but its excellent self-recovery ability allowed it to still withstand Takuya's attacks.

Although he had the upper hand, Takuya, who gave up his defense, was inevitably hit several times by the black-faced demon's tail.

The place where he was hit was burning, and the pain made it harder for his heated head to calm down, continuing to stimulate the boiling Night Rabbit blood.

Soon, the black-faced demon's recovery speed could no longer keep up with Takuya's attack speed, and its nine tails were completely broken. Takuya still felt that it was not enough.

My eyes fell on its black head. The white part was very conspicuous. It would be very beautiful if it was dyed red.

With the first thought in his head, Takuya stepped on its back and jumped onto the face demon's head.

He raised his umbrella high and knocked down the white mask.

"Snapped"

There was a crisp sound, and the mask shattered.

The black-faced demon turned into a stream of white transparent crystal flowers and disappeared instantly.

诶

Takuya tilted his head and moved his eyes slowly. The empty hall was in a mess.

The black face demon disappeared.

His slow brain seemed to be on strike. He didn't know why the black monster suddenly disappeared.

The artifacts huddled in the corner looked into Takuya's inorganic brown eyes, their eyes full of fear.

Glancing at the trembling artifacts and sensing their weakness, Takuya lost interest and tightened his grip on the umbrella handle with one hand.

The already boiling blood does not want to calm down so hastily. One face demon is simply not enough, they need a more powerful opponent.

fight fight fight

Takuya could only think of these two words.

"boom"

There was a roar outside the hall, and the sky was dyed red with blood, attracting his attention.

In the courtyard, Yadou used Yukine's transformed blessing device to shatter the mask of the masked demon summoned by Luba.

When he was about to deal with Lupa, he was blocked by Bishamon God.

Just as Yato was about to ask her to get out of the way, the wall of the mansion was suddenly punched through.

The gravel tumbled on the grass, and the place where it penetrated was surrounded by a cloud of dust.

Yadou turned around and looked over there. A figure was slowly walking out. The moment he saw the person clearly, Yadou's eyes widened suddenly.

Not only him, Bishamon God, who was covered in dark purple aches, also opened his eyes wide.

Yadou saw a brown-haired boy about his age walking out with a large dark blue umbrella. His casual clothes were extremely tattered, and the sleeves and trouser legs on both arms were torn.

What's tingling is that on the skin of his bare arms and legs, there are dozens of weird eyes stuck on them, and the white eyeballs make a "squeak" sound as they rotate. the sound of.

He was possessed by demons

"Hey, what's going on? Are there any monsters in the mansion?"

Yato frowned and looked at Takuya's dull eyes, walking slowly with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

At the entrance of the cave behind Takuya, a short old man in black military uniform held his waist and said loudly: "There are monsters in Lord Bishamon's mansion. Mr. Kazama fought with the monsters to protect the artifact, but he was infected by the black monster."

"A black demon-faced demon?" Yato glared at Luba who had one of his hands cut off.

"Hahahahahahaha" Lu Ba opened his mouth wide and raised his head and laughed, "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, the black-faced demon actually has such power hahaha"

"Luba"

Bishamon looked at him blankly, even though her years of love made her unable to bear to watch him being killed by Yato, but knowing that the face demon summoned by Luba had devoured so many artifacts, she had to be cruel no matter how hard she couldn't bear it.

According to common sense, although the face demon is more powerful than ordinary demons, it sacrifices the ability of the demon to infect, which means that the place injured by the face demon will not be injured.

But what makes the black-faced demon different from ordinary demons is that while gaining the powerful power of the face demon, it also inherits the ability to surpass the infection of ordinary demons.

Normally, ailments infected by undead or artifacts need a period of fermentation before being corroded, but Takuya directly skipped the "chills fermentation" process the moment he was hit, achieving the result of erosion.

Takuya, who had lost his mind, couldn't notice anything strange about his body, but the artifacts in the hall all saw it.

What they feared was Takuya's terrifying state of being filled with demon eyes.

"There is no other way. In this case, we can only kill him."

"no"

Bishamon God once again rejected Yato's proposal.

"Bishamon, I know you can't bear to do anything to your sacred weapon, but delaying it any longer will only cause him more pain."

After all, this is not the erosion caused by the corruption of the artifact due to the darkness in the heart. In that way, it can be used to exorcise evil spirits and still have a chance of survival. The artifact corroded by monsters is basically hopeless.

"Takuya is not my magic weapon."

"what are you saying"

Yato said that he hadn't removed earwax for a while and couldn't hear clearly.

"Takuya is an undead spirit, not my divine weapon." God Bishamon repeated.

"Aren't you the Holy Mother of the Undead? You met the undead and didn't take him as your sacred weapon?"

Yato was really surprised, he knew Bishamon God's motherly mentality towards the dead.

"He refused to be my artifact."

In this regard, Yato wanted to say, is this undead man's brain broken? He actually rejected the famous Bishamon God.

That is a great god who is called one of the Seven Gods of Luck. He has a shrine, incense, and enough money for sesame oil.

"Takuya's situation is special."

God Bishamon finally did not tell the story about Takuya retaining his memory, and continued: "But because of this, I can remove the demonic part of him and then adopt him as a sacred weapon. He saved my clan, I don't I’ll be blinded”

"Okay, leave these things to me."

Yato stood up and stood in front of Bishamon God, "Without Seuma, you wouldn't be able to do the detailed elimination work."

Bishamon God was startled and looked at the unconscious Zhaoma next to him and fell silent.

"Besides, didn't this undead refuse to become your artifact? If you ignore the wishes of the person involved, you will be hated."

The communication time between Yato and Bishamon God was short. Takuya's ears automatically picked up a familiar voice, but that person's voice was not so lively.

Takuya held up his umbrella and fired a series of bullets.

Yadou panicked and blocked the bullets with his snow weapon, "Isn't that an umbrella? Why are there bullets?"

Takuya rushed forward, and Yato blocked the umbrella with his knife. The short tremor made him almost miss the knife, and his palms became numb.

So much strength

"This power is stronger than Bishamon-sama"

Xueyin said with difficulty, and the weapon in contact with it had more say.

Yadou didn't say anything. He was blocking with all his strength. He almost couldn't block it several times. If he made any mistakes, he would be pulled out.

Is he really an undead and not a god?

It’s not an exaggeration to call him a god of war.

The Bishamon God next to him was also stunned. He thought that the undead he saved casually could defeat several monsters with his weird weapons, but he never expected that the other party could actually suppress Yato and fight.

"What kind of monster did you bring with you, Bishamon?"

Yato couldn't help shouting.

The same voice sounded very close, and Takuya was in a trance for a moment, and his movements couldn't help but pause for a moment.

Yadou immediately seized this opportunity.

Swinging the snow weapon with all his strength, almost at the same time, blood flowers bloomed on Takuya's arms, and the demon's eyes were clearly removed.

This time, his arms dropped weakly, and Yato took the opportunity to pick out the demon eyes on his legs.

Takuya was unsteady and could only use an umbrella to support his body.

The bone-piercing pain stimulated his nerves. He subconsciously raised his bloody arm and planned to continue attacking. Three blue lines flew from three directions, forming a triangular enchantment prison.

Takuya, who was trapped inside, used his umbrella to knock on the barrier, but nothing happened.

"I'm sorry, Bishamon." Yato said suddenly.

"Um"

"I want to take him as my magical weapon."

Yadou pointed at the bloody man who still refused to give up trying to destroy the barrier, smiling with determination.

God Bishamon was silent for a while and then closed his eyes, "It's up to you. The best result for the undead that has been culled is to be adopted as a sacred weapon."

Yato chuckled and held out his finger.