[Comprehensive] Playing off again

"Master Kagura!"

"Kagura..."

Elan blocked the remaining feathers, but Kagura was injured and fell into Seimei's arms.

It's hard to imagine the situation just now, so many battle-tested monsters and humans are not as fast as a girl. It can be seen that her attention to Seimei has reached an incomprehensible level. , he will not be pleasing to Qingming anymore.

At this time, Boya just stood beside Kagura nervously, not even daring to speak loudly, "Kagura?"

The golden feather was originally going towards Qingming.

Because of the height difference, Kagura's cheeks and abdomen were sliced ​​open by the feathers heading towards Seimei's vital points. The girl in the pink kimono was lying in the arms of the companion she wanted to protect, with an innocent smile on her face, "Too Okay... Seimei is fine..."

Kagura's eyes gradually lost focus, "Sorry everyone, I forgot..."

She closed her eyes.

"Kagura—"

"Calm down, Boya, she's just unconscious."

Seimei knew what she had forgotten.

After taking away the soul fragment of Yamata no Orochi, Kagura is just an ordinary human girl. In the past, things like recovery from injury and bleeding immediately will never happen again.In desperation, Kagura forgot this, and subconsciously used her body as a shield to protect him.

"Go back with Kagura and go find Yingcao." The silver-haired onmyoji made a decision, "Your injury should not last, right? Don't be brave."

"Well! I'll leave Kyoto to you, Seimei."

After trying Kagura's state, Boya stopped talking, picked up his weak and fragile sister, and left here.

Elan looked at the Bird Demon who fell on the ground with unkind eyes, "Can I kill her?"

He turned out to be slower than Kagura just now...too careless.

SR Yijin Zhentian.

Because every other year, one of the feathers on its body turns into yellow leaf-shaped gold, the group of bird monsters has been hunted and killed by humans, and they are forced to avoid it. However, even in the depths of the forest, they will be caught by those greedy humans. live abducted.I don't know how many clansmen disappeared, even my favorite mother...

"Hurry up... end... all of this... let's go..."

The girl-like harpy smiled, and after using the most accumulated power, she lost consciousness.

The appearance of being completely at the mercy of others.

Black flames danced beside Yijin Zhentian's wings. As long as Seimei nodded, this tragic bird demon would be buried here. ——Like her people, she died at the hands of humans.

Qingming sighed, "Seal it."

The next destination is Suzaku Gate, also known as Rashomon, in the south of Kyoto.

In Shuten-douji's unfading memory, it was here that he and Ibaraki-douji first met.

Following his memory, the walking and running monsters and humans all disappeared, and the scenery returned to its original appearance. The handsome human boy expressed his admiration for the beautiful human girl. The shy face of the girl was so touching—afterwards, the transformation Shutendouji, who was a human boy, discovered that the opponent was a male youkai.

The instant shock was deeply rooted in his mind, and it is still very clear to this day.

Jiu Tun-douji stood aside with his arms crossed, looking at his dazed face many years ago, he suddenly laughed, and smashed down the wine gourd with a smile, "Thank you for reminding me of the past... But, Ben Grandpa hates being spied on!"

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Ghost King."

The melodious voice rang like a bell, and the girl saluted, bit her lips, her eyes were full, and she smiled sweetly.

Behind her, the scenery is completely different from Suzaku Gate - green hills stretching, streams gurgling, flowers blooming, birds singing.

"You are... Flower and Bird Roll."

The picture scroll drawn by a talented painter devoted his whole life. The eyebrows, eyes and figure of the girl in the painting are the ultimate pursuit of beauty by human beings.The talented painter poured a strong love for the girl in the painting, and finally died because of his inability to respond to depression.

To this day——

The Sri Lankan has passed away, and the picture scroll has become a demon.

Inviting you to enter the painting, the illusion is full of illusions.

As one of the big monsters, Hanaori Maki's whereabouts are uncertain, and even Shuten-douji saw her for the first time, and stepped into her illusion for the first time.

The wine gourd fell straight into the deep pool that appeared at an unknown time, Huaniaojuan smiled slightly, "Master Hei Qingming's spell is about to be completed, before that, please stay here for a while."

Her figure changed from real to virtual, and disappeared from the ghost king's sight.

"Humph."

Of course Shuten-douji was not the only one who was tricked for no reason.In fact, even the ghost king, who has experienced many battles, accidentally stepped into the illusion, let alone other people.

Elan looked at the scene in front of him.

Tower of Babel.

People are talking to each other, although their faces are tired, but they are more energetic. The top of this splendid tower is about to touch the clouds, and people are still building it. People firmly believe that this tower can lead to the highest point in the sky , to the abode of the gods.

above the sky.

Elan saw himself.

No, they look similar, but they are different ages. If he is a teenager, then he is a mature man.He had black hair and black eyes, and long curly hair. Beside him, there was a child with silver hair and silver eyes. His appearance was just like the phantom Elan had seen on the moon, except that it was much smaller.

Amnesia before things?

Elan was interested.

The man sat on the white clouds in the sky and looked down, with a smile in his black eyes, "The third god is about to be born." He seemed in a good mood, "The person who presides over the construction of the tower, the one who contributes the most, will also The first to see us...will he be the god of knowledge, or the god of discovery?"

"But, I don't want other gods." The child walked in front of the man, his silver eyes filled with stubbornness, "I'll be with you, Father God."

"I've said it many times, I'm not your Father God."

"Okay." The child responded casually, obviously not intending to change his mind, his expression was firm, "The gods are supreme, and getting this position should be tested, right?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Shh-"

The light suddenly appeared.

The strong light made the craftsmen's eyes shed tears unbearably, and when they discussed the matter with their companions in a panic to seek comfort, they suddenly discovered that the language of the two sides was already different.No, not only the two sides, human languages ​​have become diverse, there are more than a dozen kinds, although they spent a lot of time and finally overcame many difficulties to finally be able to translate the meaning of everyone, but the gap has been created and continues to grow ...

irreparable.

The Tower of Babel—no, it can no longer be called that name—the tower, abandoned halfway.

The child smiled brightly, "Look, no one deserves to be a god!"

"Ah... yes."

"What's the matter with you, Father God?"

This time the man did not correct.

There was a trace of fatigue in his expression, and he smiled slightly, "The scenery in this world is always the same, it's too boring." He said this, with a soft voice, full of longing, "I'm going to sleep, I hope that after waking up , can see novel things.”

"Father—"

"If this is not the case, terrible things will happen." The black-haired and black-eyed deity smiled, with a gentle and unreachable illusion, "I will destroy this world, including you, Phil."

The child's eyes widened in surprise.

"So be it."

The picture disappears into an eternal darkness.

It was only then that Elan discovered that he had already subconsciously set up an enchantment to prevent others from peeping.

Phil...

The name is surprisingly familiar.

What is the relationship between that sleeping man and himself?There are too few clues to deduce.

Elan looked towards the darkness with hope, expecting some fragments or details to appear, but unfortunately, there was no more movement.The young man stood in the boundless darkness, up and down, left and right, surrounded by darkness, nothing else, could not hear any sound, and could not feel the passage of time, this was enough to drive a person crazy, but he seemed to have already Habit, still struggling with his own identity.

No matter how you look at it, that tower doesn't look like a Japanese style...

So where was he originally from?

Could that man be his ancestor, just like Boya's ancestor was Amaterasu?

Who is the child named Phil, and why does he call the man Father God, but the man doesn't recognize it?

What a mess.

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Let's think about it with Qingming.

After making this decision, Elan felt much more relaxed, and began to look for a way out—the boy had already realized that he must have fallen into a trap. As for the scene just now, his intuition told him that it was indeed his memory, and he was using the cloud When I checked the outside mirror, there was obviously nothing displayed...

It seems that this mirror demon is more powerful.

Flower and Bird Roll:? ? ?

In the darkness, with nowhere to start, Elan's patience quickly ran out, but he couldn't just burn it.

I can't see anything, what if Seimei is set on fire?

He sighed gloomily.

Suddenly, there was a little light in the sky.

Elan's eyes widened in surprise, and just as he was about to rush to the bright place, he saw that the light that tore the sky quickly expanded to six paths, shattering the entire darkness!

"How rude."

A female voice like a silver bell complained like this, followed by a firm and sharp female voice like a blade, "Get out of the way, I want to destroy the spell."

In front of Suzaku's gate, two big monsters confronted each other.

First, there is a long picture scroll floating behind her, with a gentle and beautiful appearance; second, she is holding a huge demon sword, with a heroic posture, and most of her plump chest and slender legs are exposed... Qingming's ears are slightly red, move away His eyes fell on the white wolf beside him, and he suddenly said: "... Demon Sword Fairy?"

"Master Qingming, fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

The white wolf maintained the posture of drawing the bowstring, alerting the surroundings, and said, "Master Boya isn't there?"

"He's injured, and he's in my mansion." Qingming reassured, "Don't worry, it's safe there."

White Wolf nodded, "Master Qingming, leave this place to me and Yaodaoji, you go to Heiye Mountain quickly! Hei Qingming is right there."

East Qinglong, West White Tiger, South Suzaku, North Xuanwu... Only the Heiye Mountain in the north remains of the Four Gods' barrier that guards the capital.

Final battle.