Crimson Blade

The pillars on this side were entangled with the upper string, while Yuanzi and the others on the other side were also pulled and ran away.

Although Narujo, who can change dimensions, puts most of her energy into the battle in the headquarters, she still accurately transmits some low-level evil spirits into Butterfly House due to her conscientiousness.

"Oh!"

The sound of the door panel being smashed rang in the ear, and Yuanzi, who was stumbling and running, let out a scream of collapse, and at the same time, there was a trace of crying in his voice:

"It, they are following, what should I do!"

A large number of evil spirits crawled out from each room, some had horns on their foreheads, some had scarlet eyes, but most of them had terrifying faces that could make people feel frightened.

"Don't stop, keep running!"

The eyes of the hidden troops running with Yuanzi people in front are full of fear and anxiety. At this time, his breathing has begun to be a little short, but he still encourages everyone.

This is not going to work. More and more evil spirits will gather, and there will be nowhere to escape.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from his temples, and Conan was thinking quickly in his mind while running.

"Oh!"

It was raining all night, and the long run made Ayumi, who was still a child, a little unbearable. The girl suddenly tripped over the raised floor, let out a cry of fear, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Ayumi!"

Seeing their little friend fall, Mitsuhiko and Genta stopped involuntarily. While looking at the evil spirits rushing not far away tremblingly with fear, they shouted Ayumi's name very generously.

That's too late!

Conan, who also stopped in his tracks, tightly pursed his lips, his eyes filled with anger that he could do nothing about this situation.

The speed of the ghosts was too fast, and the little girl who had fallen had no strength to get up and run quickly. At this time, Ayumi could only watch the hideous ghosts rushing towards her with tears in her eyes.

Water Breath · One Shape · Water Surface Slash

Short shoulder-length black hair flashed in front of Ayumi's eyes, and Mako, who was wearing a pink floral kimono, was holding a long knife, and at the most critical moment, she swung the blade of the knife that was rolling in the waves.

"Ordinary people, get out of here quickly!"

His dark green eyes are staring at the evil spirits rushing in front of him, and there are even bloodstains on his fair cheeks, because his petite body is not suitable for fighting, but Zhenmo, who is now a doctor in Butterfly House, is standing firmly with a long knife in his hand. In front of the evil spirit.

"Miss Makoto..."

The Yin troops who led the evacuation in the front trembled a little when they saw the blood dripping from Zhenzhu's fingertips, but in the end, as a logistics force, he gritted his teeth and shouted loudly for Xiaolan Yuanzi and others to go first.

"Are we leaving just like that?"

Looking at Zhenzhu surrounded by evil spirits, Xiaolan staggered forward a few steps under the push of the hidden troops, then stopped firmly and asked in a tone of disbelief:

"That child is already injured, right? If that child is still serving as queen for us, wouldn't it be..."

"Die in vain!"

Conan accepted Xiaolan's words, although his rationality told him that this was just a game, but the tumbling emotions made him clenched his fists and his eyes were full of reconciliation.

"enough!!"

The sound of Zhenji fighting against the evil spirits was still ringing out behind him. Seeing this group of ordinary people suddenly not leaving, the Yin troops suddenly raised their heads, the whites of their eyes were bloodshot and their eyes were filled with tears. shouted:

"Do you think I don't know, but what is this for, this is to delay your evacuation!!"

"What's the use of saying this at a time like this?!"

"This is a battlefield. Both you and I are just ordinary people. Staying here will only get in the way. We need swordsmen from the Ghost Killing Squad to risk their lives to protect us!"

The sudden outburst of roar after suppressing emotions stunned Conan and the others. The members of the Hidden Troop sniffed, their voices trembling and they roared with all their strength:

"Now! Hurry up and run!"

Under the roar of the hidden troops with all their strength, the stunned Conan and the others started to run almost subconsciously. Conan, who had always had a clear mind, was now a little infected by this heroism.

Obviously... this is just a game!

"Conan, that big brother didn't run with us..." Ayumi said out of breath after starting to run again.

Didn't run together?

After hearing Ayumi's words, Conan froze for a moment, then turned his head suddenly as if realizing something.

What came into view was the young man who told them to run just now rushed into the encirclement of the evil spirits, and used his life to create a fighting gap for the real wild rice in the battle.

Yes, although we are ordinary people who cannot kill evil spirits, ordinary people can also use our lives to create opportunities for the swordsmen of the Ghost Slayer Squad.

Turning their heads back again, Conan and Haibara Ai looked at each other and understood that the other party had thought of this, but their running pace still did not stop, this is the human instinct to fear death.

But leaving in embarrassment like a deserter like this is really embarrassing!

Conan's footsteps suddenly turned around, something seemed to grow in his heart, and there was a trace of determination in his eyes.

This is what really happened in history. There have been people who fought so bravely and bravely. Instead of running away, they paved the way to victory with their lives.

What I am facing now is just a game, and I can't contribute to the clearance of this death game, so I should at least fight bravely like the predecessors in history.

Actually, choose to turn around and run to the battlefield?

Conan, who looked like a little boy, ran back resolutely, but Noah's Ark, who was in the perspective of God, was a little moved. He really didn't expect that other than Feicunren in this game, someone would bring him such emotional fluctuations.

"So maybe there are many moths in this era, but there is also no shortage of hopeful seeds."

The data flow inside the game began to tumbling, and finally formed a god blade wearing a low-key luxury hunting suit embroidered with dark patterns, with long crimson hair and vermilion eye shadow.

"Maybe I was wrong..."

Noah's Ark, which is ubiquitous in the data space, muttered to himself, and there was no strange sudden appearance of the God Blade.

As an artificial intelligence with life, maybe it is because it is not attached to the soul of the boss, or maybe it is because of its special existence, so from the very beginning, he can perceive the existence of the god blade, and he is even more curious about the scarlet who was still alive at the beginning. How dazzling the village blade is.

"But what do you want me to do?"

Although he was a little moved by Conan's unexpected behavior, Noah's Ark quickly adjusted his emotions and looked at the god blade that suddenly appeared with some doubts.

"According to the agreement, I have already arranged a strong enough opponent for you who looks like a teenager. If there is no accident, he should be in a desperate situation."

"No, that me is not me. The opponents you have arranged are not enough for him to go one step further."

Some ethereal voices sounded, and the eyelids of Shenmeiren painted with vermilion eyeshadow slightly raised, feeling the expressions of the battlefields simulated in the game and said indifferently:

"He is me in another world, and he opened up the time of transparency earlier than me, so you, the incompletely simulated Black Death Mou, are not much threat to him."

"What shall we do?"

"Besides, since you in another world have already opened up your transparency, why do you have to let him fall into a desperate situation for a while before he goes further?"

Noah's Ark rang with a puzzled mechanical sound, but Shen Mingren didn't speak, but looked at the simulated scene of fighting against the ghost king with some ecstasy.

Because I don't want to repeat the tragedy on my body again!

If I don't force my self in another world now, then I'm afraid I won't be able to perfect the transparent state when I return to the original world.

In that way, I am afraid that I, who only rely on the perception of airflow to enter the transparency, will not be able to compete with the first generation of Rihu. Naturally, I will fall into a disadvantage again when facing the ghost king.

So in the end, no one knows whether the self in another world will die, and whether the heroic hero in another world will be widowed for a hundred years because of this.

Perhaps it is possible that the ending of their world will not be repeated in another world, but Himura Ren, who has become a god, just wants to be sure.

"You manipulate the data, I plan to control Hei Si Mou's body and compete with me in another world."

There was a little sharpness in the slightly raised eyes, and the glimmer of data was exuding from the body of the god blade. Then, as soon as the voice fell, the body exuding divinity turned into a stream of data and poured into the game. body of.

Did you actually do it yourself?

Noah's Ark was a little surprised, but in the end he resigned himself to sorting out the background data, because he also wanted to see the exciting battle between the two Feicun swords.

The data in the backstage of the game was undercurrent, and after seeing one of the top strings in the eyes of the newly appeared evil spirits, Fei Cunren stared at the black dead Mou in front of him and did not dare to relax a bit.

One of the winding ones, I don't know how strong it is?

Feeling eager to try, Fei Cunren changed his footsteps and looked at the evil spirit in the samurai uniform vigilantly to prevent the opponent from attacking suddenly, while on the other hand, he slowly retracted the knife into its sheath and assumed the posture of drawing the knife and slashing.

The atmosphere was tense and a little frozen, and Fei Cunren, who was ready, bowed his body slightly, holding the handle of the knife with his left hand, and looked at the evil spirit standing there for a while, and after a while, doubts appeared in his eyes.

Why is this guy just standing there?

As soon as this idea came into being, a mosaic of gray and white appeared in the black death mosaic in front of him like a game freeze, and then the golden light spots that emerged added to the body of the hungry ghost and repaired one of the windings.

Is that Noah's Ark dying soon? Why does this kind of virtual game freeze?

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Fei Cunren looked at the scene in front of him a little dumbfounded, and he was thinking dumbfoundedly in his heart, and his movements were a little slack at this moment.

"bass!"

The light of the sword flashed like a silver moon, and Fei Cunren, who was a little lax in the posture of drawing the sword, didn't react at all, and saw Heishimou who had been staying in place suddenly appear in front of him, and then swung the sword towards his neck .

Danger! !

The hairs on the back of his neck stood upside down, and his heart paused because of the sudden approach of death. Fei Cunren looked at the evil spirit with six eyes in front of him, his pupils shrank fiercely, and he rolled to the side at the limit speed to avoid it.