The whole world is afraid of me holding a sword [Comprehensive Manga]

"—Inari Shrine? Where is this?"

The cool moonlight sprinkled on the tall vermilion torii, and the surrounding dark green trees were flickering. A sense of desolation and desolation permeated the Inari Shrine that suddenly appeared in front of Ashbel.

The aura of the little white fox has disappeared into the depths of the winding path, and a white soft light appeared in the vermilion torii gate.From the slowly formed light curtain, a few cherry-colored residual petals floated out along the wind.

"—"

The sword aura that had been hanging down from the sky became vivid behind the light curtain, and the petals floating from it were sent to Ashbel's hand by the breeze, with a moment of remembrance.

Unexpectedly, the young boy held the cherry petals in his palm and walked into the light curtain along with the sword energy and the petals.

The white soft light enveloped him, and the light curtain suddenly shrank along the vermilion pillar of the torii gate and went straight into the sky, rising above the clouds, where the gods were.

As the boy left, the stone statue of the fox guardian in the side hall of the shrine flashed white light, and the golden bell hanging in front of the main hall door rang without wind. The crisp bell sounded like a fox's cry, echoing faintly in the shrine.

The men with swords in the Honmaru didn’t feel any sense, and suddenly there was an inconspicuous bell among the sword bells hanging on the beam of the front yard. The round surface was smooth, and it was not engraved like other bells. There is a knife pattern.

……

Ashubel, who came back to his senses, opened his eyes to see the attack of the black and red time retrograde army.

"--what?!"

The Taidao with ominous black mist flashed sideways, and from the corner of his eyes, the young boy saw the sword stuck on the dark floor behind the time-traveling army.

The silver-white spiritual power turned into a barrier around it, blocking the attack from the time-traveling army, but the barrier was already crumbling at this time, and the sword energy that Ashbel was familiar with emanated from this sword.

Ashbel flashed past the time retrograde army in front of him, thinking about the sword, but——

"boom--!"

Many time-traveling soldiers suddenly appeared around the Taidao inserted on the ground. They were covered with red and black mist, and there was a scarlet light in the eyes of Wuji.

With disheveled hair and sharp fangs, the humanoid enemies rushed towards Ashbel holding a Taidao and making a "hoho" sound in their mouths.

Seeing this, the Taidao inserted on the floor trembled unceasingly, the blue pendant hanging on the platinum handle was swayed wildly by the excited spiritual power, and the whole Taidao made a "da da" sound.

Ashbel, who had no weapons in his hand, was in a panic under the attacks of more and more time-traveling troops.

While dodging, the God Inspector noticed that he was in a wide hall, and the original luxurious decoration was broken, only the golden dark lines on the surrounding walls and pillars could still tell the original story. Extravagance.

The time-traveling army stood between Ashbel and Taidao.Their strength is higher than that of the BOSS in Mihua School, and their maneuverability and strength are much higher than the time-traveling military gate at the BOSS point.

Ashbel was in a stalemate with the enemy for a while, and the time-traveling army couldn't hurt him for a while, and he had nothing to do with the time-traveling army for a while.

【Aluki... Please... Hurry up...】

A strange call suddenly appeared in the young boy's heart, the voice was as polite as a gentleman, but the anxiety in it was also undisguised.

"what happened to you?"

[Hurry up... I can't hold on anymore, please hurry up...]

The magnetic and deep voice revealed powerless weakness and anxiety, as if something imminent was impelling him, and the words were still heavy with sadness.

Ashbel also raised his heart because of Tachi's emotion, his sugar brown pupils had a solemn look, his eyelashes trembled slightly on his eyelids, and the sharp sword-like gaze in his squinted eyes straightened back in time Jun shot, unconsciously, there seemed to be a cherry color surging under the sugar color in his eyes.

"Chong!"

"boom--!"

There seemed to be the sound of battle in the distance, and the sound of weapons and explosions was intermittent. Ashbel saw the time-traveling soldiers in front of him froze, and the red eyes suddenly shrank. They rushed out of the hall in unison, and came to the news fly away.

Ashbel saw that the red and black time-retrograde troops in all directions were like locusts passing through the territory, flying to the place where the battle was fought, like flies seeing blood.

"Oops! With so much time retrospectively, there is a great possibility that there will be a non-examination violation!"

Ashubel shook his head left and right to observe, the time-traveling army on his side had all flown away together with the group of dark clouds that seemed to be hastily covered, the young boy did not expect that in the blink of an eye, the direction of things had become even more serious complex.

He turned back to the front of the sword, the bright and dark silver-white enchantment had dissipated as he approached, and Ashbel was also surprised when he walked in.

Behind the sword with a smooth arc and a mirror-like blade, a small, pale short knife fell on the bottom plate. Most of the blade had been separated from the black scabbard, and there were several eye-catching and hideous cracks on it.

Taidao weakly begged Ashbell sadly [Aluki... Please save him, we can no longer lose him...]

The crack on the dagger spanned the blade, Ashbel carefully picked up the dagger, and asked in confusion, "How can I save him?"

[Let him also be your sword, and you will cultivate it with spiritual power. 】

"Be my sword..."

Looking at the badly damaged short knife in his hand, Ashbel couldn't help feeling distressed, he should be the same as the one in Honmaru, right?

Small, as delicate and cute as a child.

Thinking of the group of lively little knives in his own pill, Ashbel called out the name of the knives: "—Jinjian!"

Words are mantras, shackles, and strength.

The spiritual power in the god judge's body surged towards the dagger with a special frequency as the voice fell. Under the rules set by the Government of Time, the present sword belongs to Ashbel from now on.

The spiritual power fluttered on the body of the dagger, and the spiritual power of the god-inspector flowed through the hideous cracks and emitted a faint blue light. This was a hand-made work without hand-made materials.

The sword men's hand-in principle is the supplement of spiritual power. All the hand-in materials in the hand-in room are processed and refined from jade steel cooling materials and other materials needed for forging knives. The procedure of hand-in for damaged swords is actually The above is the process of tempering the body with spiritual power again, and filling the contracted parts with spiritual power.

Hands have a very high demand for spiritual power, and the average god judge can't afford this kind of spiritual power output that is fundamentally different from that of a calcined knife.

Ashbel possesses powerful power enough to replace all raw materials. In the absence of hand-made materials, a young god-inspector can afford the hand-made spiritual power of several five-flowered swords at the same time.

【Aluki...Thank you very much...】

The silver-white light on Taidao flickered several times. Seeing that the short sword was rescued from the edge of the broken knife, Taidao also extinguished his aura with great joy, and fell into the darkness of sleep wearily.

The sword energy that had been overflowing all the time also disappeared.

"Are you exhausted because you have to protect Imaiken and release your spiritual power, and at the same time you have to communicate with me and continuously release sword energy?"

The god judge pulled out the Taidao from the floor with one hand, and the light blue spiritual power flexibly wrapped the Taidao. The unfathomable but gentle spiritual power made the Taidao return to the forged sword near Sanjo In the furnace, in a daze, he was surrounded by the expectation and love of the swordsmith and the fox.

The scabbard of the Taidao appeared on the body of the sword with the recovery of spiritual power. It turned out that the scabbard of the Taidao was exhausted before and could no longer support the current situation.

"—Xiaohuwan, what a cute name."

The little boy smiled, tied the Taidao with his coat behind his back, and the dagger in his hand was transformed into a fusangshen under the restoration of spiritual power, and the white-haired tengu in wooden clogs appeared bouncingly in front of him.

He spoke vigorously, "I'm Imken! Yoshitsune's protective sword! How about it, it's very powerful, right! Hehehehe~ Aluki can play with me!"

With a petite figure, pale skin and hair, eyes as red as hibiscus, with blush at the end of the eyes, the entire blade of the small dagger looks like he is just recovering from a serious illness.There was a cheerful and lively smile on Imai's face, and his crisp voice was full of happiness.

"Aluki is a child like me...we can play many games together~"

The little tengu stepped on his clogs that should be more than ten centimeters, and with a "'da da'" sound, he leaned over to the God interrogator and looked at Ashbel.

The lively little dagger in front of him made Ashbel feel relieved, and it seemed that he had succeeded in cultivating it.

Ashbel: "Jianjian, you just came to this world and should let you get used to it, but now the situation is urgent, can you lend me your strength?"

Little Tengu nodded in surprise: "Yeah! Okay! Are you going out now?"

The fiery red hibiscus blooming eyes widened, the look of anticipation in the pupils lit up the red pupils of the little tengu, and the heat in the pupils made the little lord stunned for a moment.

Then nodded: "Yes."

Imai held the hand of the little lord and turned into the main body, and followed Ashbel to the place where the time-traveling army was far away.

"Absolute Sword Skill - Type Three* Shadow Moon Dance!"

The dagger in Ashbel's hand seemed to be a huge long sword, and the spiritual power of five colors surrounded Ashbel.

The aggression is like fire, and the speed is like wind.

The young boy seemed to have lost weight, flashing erratically in the air like a mischievous wind. The movements in his hands were obviously only horizontal swings, but every time retrograde army hit was knocked down by vertical slashes. It hit the ground fiercely, attacking violently like a raging flame burning one's body.

This is a sword technique used when facing multiple enemies. Ashbel held the current sword and charged in from the periphery of the time-traveling army. Every movement of the short knife can bring up red and black dust, which is the blood and blood of the time-traveling army. The ashes that the body turns into after death.

What Ashbel, who finally broke into the center of the siege, saw was a large black city, and the golden barrier blocked the time-traveling army's attack, but at this time, other situations seemed to have occurred in the barrier.

The black "obstacle" rose to the sky, and the anger and resentment reached the extreme. An extremely sad voice came from the open space in the city: "Give me back my... give me back my artifact!!!"

"That's it!!! Bishamonten and Mr. Yato??!"