Crown Dead

The field of vision was restored again, and Ba Yuqian checked the current situation while confirming the safety of the people around her, but in just a moment, a strong sense of corrosion filled her throat.

"Don't move around, I temporarily made a magic formation. This should be the inherent enchantment of the sorcerer. And it's the worst type."

Muramasa put his palms on the ground and temporarily created a barrier, barely separating everyone from the magic power that could corrode and burn their bodies.

"Inherent enchantment... so this is him, Amakusa Shiro's mental image——"

Xian Yu looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.The surroundings are infinitely red, the dark red of blood, and the bright red of flames are intertwined at once, stinging everyone's eyes extremely.

It is a land of the dead with nothing but burning ruins.

"That's right, this is my inherent enchantment. The final result of the battle of Shimabara was engraved in the deepest part of my soul, and I used the despair and scorching heat I felt at that time to destroy everyone. Its name is, " Shimabara Hell Picture Scroll."

Amakusa's voice came out, and there was a trace of regret mixed with the endless madness and anger.

"There is no way to leave, and there is no way to escape. All that awaits you is a painful death."

……

Everyone was silent, Ba Yuqian was protecting Kiyohime while looking for a way to break through, while Musashi used cloth to stop the blood on his forehead and observed to find the weakest point of the so-called barrier.

And at this moment, a person took the initiative to leave the barrier and walked into the inherent barrier.

"Really, in the final analysis, why would a blacksmith like me be summoned to Japan, where there are sword masters everywhere?"

"—Grandpa Muramasa!?"

Xianyu and Musashi shouted in panic, Qianzi Muramasa, who just told everyone not to leave voluntarily, walked into the inherent barrier by himself.

"I'm not a well-known great swordsman, and I've never been recognized by something like "Doo of the Sword". As long as I swing a sword, it must be accompanied by the collapse of the sword itself."

Muramasa stretched out his arm, and a magic circuit like a circuit appeared on his arm.

"Since that's the case, then for me, a blacksmith, all I can do in the end is blacksmithing, right?"

Trace On

Forcibly ignoring the pain of the body being corroded, a samurai sword slowly emerged from Muramasa's hand, but it was an unfinished long sword shining with dazzling light.

"I have been using forging to pursue the other end of the divine realm all my life, and this momentary miracle may be the moment when I can finally touch that realm."

Keng!

The iron hammer, which became hot due to the influence of the picture scroll of hell, struck heavily on the blade of the sword.

"Thank you, sorcerer! This hellfire of yours, the desperation and resentment of tens of thousands who died in Shimabara, is the final material for me to complete this last sword!"

Keng!

"What I'm after is not a sword that cuts people and things, but a sword of God that can cut karma and karma beyond that!"

Keng!

Under the beating, the blade gradually emitted a more brilliant light, and electric currents gushed out of the blade as if they couldn't help it.

"Not only pouring my life's skills here, but also integrating this momentary miracle, the scenery I touched as a heroic spirit, and the fetters that I was born as Qianzi Muramasa into the sword body!"

Keng! !

Encounter with Tasuke Asuke, encounter with Genyo Musashi, confrontation with heroic swordsman, encounter with castle town, contact with Shimabara's dead soul. Scenes that I have never watched before in my life are projected into my heart as a heroic spirit. middle.And this insignificant but all-encompassing fetter smashed into the blade with every temper.

Keng! !

Finally, the katana sword is forged.

Muramasa stretched out his hand and lightly grasped the handle of the knife, and a huge but breeze-like force blew away the flames of hell.

"This is a sword that contains the past and the future, goodwill and malice, the beginning and the end. Its name is——"

【Tomu Kari Muramasa】

The ultimate Muramasa.

"All my life is to reach the realm of this sword. My soul is all forged by forging this sword."

"Sword's agitation and chest, take the move, this is mine—Tumu Kari Muramasa!"

Qianzi Village was raising Du Mou, as before, without any posture, and swung the knife lightly.

Then, the space is torn apart.

Click! !

Accompanied by a loud noise like something shattering, everyone returned to the original castle tower of the Weili Feitu City. fire.

"Grandpa Muramasa..."

Xianyu looked blankly at Qianzi Muramasa, or Muramasa whose body was collapsing.

"Ah, there is nothing to make a fuss about, right? I forged a long sword that reached the realm of the gods, and then used the sword of the gods with a human body. The result will naturally be like now, the body will completely collapse."

Muramasa's tone was extremely flat, as if the person who was disappearing was not him.

"I finally understand why I was summoned here. Since there is an existence that wants to destroy the world, there will naturally be a restraining power to stop the other party. And I happen to be the best solution for this person [Amakusa] .”

Muramasa looked at Amakusa Shiro, while the latter looked at the Tomogari in disbelief, while recalling the heroes and swordsmen he had summoned.

Mochizuki Chiyo, Shuten-Douji