[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

"Cough, cough, cough..." There was a fragmented cough, and a streak of blood flowed under the red eyes.

Eyes blurred by blood, frighteningly red, the figure was blurred and gradually dissipated.

Zhu Shi...

The voice stuck in the throat could not be uttered until finally all disappeared, and the atmosphere began to fall silent.

Feeling the changes in his body, Wu Mi was very satisfied, no matter who it was, it was just a bug blocking the way.The red vertical pupil narrowed, and then looked at the figure kneeling on the ground with arms folded not far away.

"It's really embarrassing. After all, you are nothing more than a fake, not even a real ghost. What a pity. It is extremely stupid to give up the opportunity to become a perfect creature that is at your fingertips."

There was an itchy throat, and the smell of blood had numb the nerves.

Very calmly, Wu Yu put down his hands and stood up.The cold gaze followed the raised eyes, and looked at the self-righteous poor ghost opposite.

As if stimulated by this indifferent and contemptuous gaze, Wu Mi gritted his teeth and waved the "black thorn".

The expression of indifference, the look of seeing nothing, seems to be especially ridiculous for his words, and the look of looking at him seems to be full of pity.

All of this made him look like the weak person, as if the perfect creature he was after was just a joke.

This is intolerable, he will never fail.Even more intolerable, the taste of being provoked.

"Who allows you to look directly at me! You are just an extremely stupid existence, dare to question my thoughts!"

"Heh." As if hearing something ridiculous, Wu Yu slowly raised an arc: "Wu Mi, don't you know who is the ridiculous person?"

"It's so pitiful. Pursue those so-called perfect creatures. Does such a thing exist? No misery, you are chasing after thousands of years, but it's just a joke."

"shut up!"

"Isn't it, the blue Bana flower that you have been looking for for thousands of years, you have a little clue or..."

Wu Mi, who became angry from embarrassment, didn't even wait for Wu Yu to finish speaking, so she controlled the twisted branch and pulled it over.The body that is still being transformed looks particularly frightening and disgusting, and something new is emerging from the distorted penis, coupled with the same distorted expression and tone, it looks like a ghost crawling out of hell.

He didn't dodge, or he was already lazy to deal with it.Let's end this boring drama.

Wu Yu let the attacking branches pass through his body, and because of inertia, his toes left the ground.

Unknown when the scattered hair was cut off by the intensive attacks, and covered with sticky strands of blood, it fell to the ground.

The drooping head was covered by the hair, and the already tattered body had no other senses.

Consciousness is a little fuzzy, but exceptionally clear.It seems... You can clearly feel the wind pass through the open wound on your body, it's chilly, as if there are mournful screams.

Wu Yu forced himself to open his eyes, the feeling of weightlessness and vague pain made everything so unreal.In the blurred vision, I saw my hand hanging down——

The winding wrapped branches are absorbing the remaining strength little by little, and the feeling of being swallowed is not good.

From the corner of the eye, he seemed to see Wu Mi, who had begun to change completely, and Wu Yu evoked a smile indistinctly.

When she was discarded on the ground like a rag doll, what Wu Yu recalled in her mind was a smile that she hadn't seen for a long time but was deeply imprinted in her heart.

The light blue eyes are so bright in memory.As the blood flowed, those memories passed by like a revolving lantern, and were deeply engraved in my mind.

Wu Yu evoked a faint arc calmly, with a little relief.

Suddenly, I regretted why I didn't look back at that time.Obviously knowing that he has been standing behind him all the time, and he can see it when he turns around...

Missed an opportunity to take another look...

As if time was stopped, all senses were amplified countless times, including the vicious viscous voice with deep malice in the upper part.

"Heh, no matter what, you ended up with such an ugly posture... really... stupid and..."

The following words were blurred, and Wu Yu didn't want to hear clearly, but just quietly felt the special tranquility.

It seems that since that time, I have never felt a moment of peace, and my heart is burning all the time.

Everything is like a dream, and it seems extraordinarily unreal in the nothingness of the last moment.

Wu Yu even began to wonder if this was an overly real dream.

Head hanging to one side weakly, in the mottled blood color, I saw my hands slightly clenched, and in the palm of my hand was the "Ping An Fu" who was so bloody that I couldn't see the original color.

The closed eyes faded to the last touch of light.

In the field of vision, the last thing is overwhelming red.For some reason, Wu Yu thought of the red apple candy handed over in the sun for no reason.In the mouth, there seems to be a faint sweet taste...

"Just wait in this ugly posture and watch yourself disappear in the sun. Or was it made up by someone from the Ghost Killing Squad?"

"Oh, just a stupid man."

The earth shook for a while, and Wu Mi, who still had a smug smile at the corner of his mouth, changed his face instantly.

"It's really useless, Naruto."

"Not only Naruto, but even my winding is so useless."

Wu Can glanced at his new form with satisfaction, not caring about the gradually disintegrating Infinite City.

"Forget it, I still have to rely on myself."

Bit by bit, it fell apart.Where bloody and ferocious, the tightly clenched hands loosened little by little.

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"Purgatory!"

The cut knife cut across a sharp arc, accompanied by the sound of something falling to the ground.

With a bang, the headless body knelt down and sat down.The pink-haired head tumbled to the ground.

Before Yiwozao had any other reaction, under the astonished gazes of other people who watched the ghost in front of him be beheaded but hadn't disappeared yet, Zhihuo blocked Purgatory's attempt to step forward to make up the knife again, and opened the arrangement The long-awaited "net".

Hallucinations and dreams were laid quietly.The pink-haired ghost gradually fell into his own "memories", and fell into the woven illusion——

Gradually, the ghost's clenched fist loosened, and then gradually disappeared...

Zhihuo breathed a sigh of relief, but the blood welling up in his throat made him force himself to swallow.

"Quick! Go to support the others!" Purgatory wiped off the blood on his face anxiously, gritted his teeth and pressed the fist-sized wound on his stomach. Hold the handle tightly.

Tomioka threw away the broken Japanese sword and hurriedly picked up the other one that fell on the battlefield.The wound on his body was ignored by gritting his teeth.

All the people present had serious injuries, but even so, they couldn't stop.

Purgatory held the knife tightly and ran towards the final direction. The ground under his feet and the surrounding scenery had already begun to collapse.

Subconsciously, I thought that the people behind me would keep up and fight side by side as before and just now.However, it wasn't until Tanjiro, who had a sharp nose, realized something and shouted, that Purgatory turned his head abruptly.

Behind, no one followed.The familiar figure was already clutching his chest, kneeling on the ground, with his head bowed, his body crumbling...

Purgatory gritted his teeth, and the hand holding the knife was so hard that he could see the clear veins. He was hesitating, hesitating whether to stop or not.

"Purgatory, you go. Tanjiro and I will rush over first, and you will follow immediately!" Tomioka said without hesitation, turned his head and left after finishing speaking with a blank expression.

At this time, there is no time to hesitate and pause.After Tanjiro said to take care, he also followed without hesitation.

Now that the decision had been made, Purgatory immediately ran back and caught the body before it fell to the ground.

Cold, very cold, without any temperature.This is the first feeling of purgatory, and then holding the hand of the knife, carefully avoiding the tip of the knife, and hugging the body in his arms.

"Zhihuo!"

"Ah...you, why are you back?" Zhihuo, whose vision was blurred, tried hard to see the face in front of him clearly, but the more this happened, the more blurred it became.

"Zhihuo, wound, where is the wound!" Purgatory asked anxiously, the expression on his face finally couldn't hold back.

No wound could be found, and the original wound healed because of the ghost's physique.However, the person in his arms seemed a little bit illusory.

Zhihuo evoked a smile, gave up struggling and got up.Squint your eyes to see the face and expression of the person in front of you carefully, as if you can engrave it like this.

Enraged by such a nonchalant attitude, Purgatory grabbed Zhihuo's wrist, trembling slightly, suppressing his anger.

"Wisteria Zhihu! This is not a joke!"

"I know." Zhihuo leaned on Purgatory's arms, feeling the hand that was beginning to lose feeling: "Don't you know, if the king is dead, how can the subordinates live alone."

Purgatory, who suddenly understood something, lost his language ability, unable to speak like a lump in his throat.

"You don't need to waste your energy, Anjurou..."

"Impossible, impossible." The lost look, the usual smile that can easily infect others is gone.

"Xing Shoulang... let's go..."

There was no response, as if silent in disbelief, Purgatory hugged the person in his arms tightly.

"I, wait for you here."

"...Really..." The voice was hoarse, and the red eyes were bloodshot.

"real……"

"Then, I'll be right back—"

"You, don't fall asleep!"

"Hmm..." Zhihuo smiled and nodded.

The leaving back was so hasty, I was so scared that I didn't even dare to look back.

Fear, looking back is to see the dissipated appearance.In that case, I will lose the strength to fight on...

So, there is no going back.

Gritting his teeth tightly, he could already taste the clear smell of blood in his mouth.

Leaning against the abandoned building behind him, looking at the completely disintegrated Infinity City, Zhihuo let out a long sigh.

I don't know how long the black crow stayed on the high place and looked at it. It fell silently, and then got a strenuous stroking.

"Goodbye, old chap."

The gradually transparent fingertips finally fell into the air, and the debris floating in the air disappeared little by little, leaving no trace to be found.