[Ghost Slayer: Blade] No Miserable Online Mutual Fight

If you lose your soul, then live as a puppet of the devil.

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The incomparably familiar smell of blood was thick and overwhelming.The familiar small village is like a purgatory under the thick and dark night.As soon as you step in, you feel as if you have come to another world. This is the underground Shura field.

There was no time to check other situations, even if the toes touched the sticky blood, even if there were scattered people lying in a pool of blood everywhere.

The pale blue eyes were flustered and unfocused.Her long, mint-colored hair was fluttering, her flustered and panicked expression couldn't be concealed, and she wanted to go to that place urgently.

Obviously it is a familiar path, and I have walked so many times, but now I am getting a little bit flustered as I run.

It was like a biting chill spreading from the fingertips, gradually covering the body, and even the breath he exhaled was extraordinarily heavy.

Kacha——

What is it, a broken sound.Breathing stopped for an instant, and the gradually dilated pupils locked on the voice that came out at a glance, shrouded in pain and sadness.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

The long black hair was messy covering the pale face, and there were low growls that were out of control. Under the hazy moonlight, viscous liquid dripped down the corner of the black clothes, just like the falling ice. Cave heart.

Here is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, but the eyes can't move away from the "man" who is roaring in pain.His throat seemed to be deprived of the right to speak, and the feeling of suffocation spread all over, which was the chill spreading from the bottom of his heart.

Feather... Feather?

The long black hair seemed to be stained with some viscous liquid, hanging down stiffly, and then slipping down stiffly as he raised his head.

The pale face was splattered with blood, and the eerie sharp teeth could be seen in the open mouth, which had a gloomy and cold color.

A pair of red eyes glowed with thick black, as if they wanted to draw in the light that was already scarce around them.

The ten fingers under the black sleeves were claws, and the sharp nails glowed a strange red.

The eyes without organic matter are cold and empty, unable to see where the soul is.

Like a puppet out of control, the movements are stiff, and the creepy sound of clear bones colliding and extending can be heard step by step.

Facing the oncoming attack, Muichiro was still immersed in those ruthless and terrifying red eyes.

"Yu, Yu!" The anxious voice didn't bring back half of his sanity, and he was still attacking aimlessly.

Obviously it was such a familiar breath, the body subconsciously wanted to draw the knife.But facing that familiar face, it was difficult even to hold the handle of the knife tightly.

Just coping with it with difficulty, Muichiro called out anxiously, trying to get a response.However, this ending is already doomed.

A puppet without a soul is doomed not to respond, and everything follows its primitive instinct.

When you are thrown down, you have a chance to draw your sword.However, Muichiro didn't move, let himself be overwhelmed, staggered and sat down on his knees.

Holding the hand with sharp nails tightly in his hand, the slender and fragile wrist didn't have much strength, but when he met the red pupils that lost his mind, Wuichiro was stunned for a moment.

"Yu! Wake up! Yu!!" There were anxious shouts, but his heart cooled down a little.

"Ah! Ah!" His mouth was still open, his movements were frantic, and there were two winding bloodstains under his red eyes.

The breath passed over is the smell of decay.

"feather!"

Maybe it's subconscious, maybe it's because I still have some expectations.When the "ghost" in front of him suddenly increased his strength, he did not escape.

It is looking forward to, holding a faint hope, hoping to wake up, hoping to stop at the last moment.However, reality often runs counter to imagination.

A dull sense of oppression and a strong smell of blood shrouded it, and then there was a ferocious face that suddenly enlarged.

Then the pain in the neck awakened that humble prayer.Feeling suffocated, tears suddenly flowed down uncontrollably.The light blue eyes are full of sadness and pain.

Kneeling helplessly in a pool of blood, the body on top was obviously light, but now it was extraordinarily heavy.

There was a clear swallowing sound in the ear, and the sound was cold to the bottom of my heart.

However, compared to the pain in the neck, the pain in the heart that is about to be broken, the broken sadness is more intense.

Can't breathe, can't make a sound.What lingers in the nose is thick blood, and the desperation and collapse that have turned into substance seem to be clearly felt.

Unprecedented emotions are so weak and difficult.Breathing helplessly with his mouth wide open, tears flowed down uncontrollably.

so sad!so sad!

A drowning person is always powerless and hopeless.The sadness at this time gathers into a boundless ocean and sinks here...

People who were once familiar in China are now so strange.The feeling of blood loss made the mind a little dizzy, but even if he hugged the slightly trembling body tightly, he still felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Obviously hugging it well, obviously right in front of my eyes, but still feeling powerless and hesitant about losing it.

Can't hold it, can't hold it.

No matter how hard I try to hug him tightly, trying my best to save him——it's still a step late...

"Water Breathing! Unbridled Form!!"

The sweeping water tide was mercilessly sharp, slightly reflecting the red and penetrating moonlight.

It's just that it's not clear whether the moon is extraordinarily red today, or it's smudged with blood.

Respond in an instant, indulge in sadness, and wake up in an instant.His pale blue eyes looked at the blade that was close at hand, he gritted his teeth and hugged the body lying on his shoulders, rolling and dodging with all his strength.

After waking up, I clearly understand the reaction I should make now.Grit your teeth tightly, even in difficult situations, you must make a choice!

The white blade came out of its sheath, with a merciless aura and a slightly trembling cry——

The white blade passed through the thin chest, splashing blood.

Muichiro felt that his hands were trembling and flustered, and his whole body was just like a chaotic heart, uncontrollable.But the handle of the knife is still held firmly, with enough strength to pass through——

Under the tremendous force, he was forced to back up, and was forced to meet those sad and difficult light blue eyes.Then, from those eyes that were glowing with water, and suddenly diffused, she saw herself who had already burst into tears and couldn't restrain herself.

What a mess...

Muichiro looked at those clear red eyes, eyes full of despair and collapse, his heart suddenly broke with a click...

The corner of the blood-stained mouth froze into a sad and desperate smile, as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the sudden gushing of blood.

Cold blood splattered on his face, his pale blue eyes were slackened, and he held the blood-stained blade stiffly.

The embarrassed figure clutching his wound staggered backwards, then bumped into a pillar not far behind him, lost his strength and slid down.On the pillar, there was a meandering bloodstain, so dazzling.

"Shitou!"

"Sakura!"

"Don't! Don't come here!" Muichiro roared subconsciously, and then began to tremble all over.

The wound on the neck was chilling, and the breathing was heavy, but what was even heavier was the hot knife in his hand.His eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth.

"Go away! Get away from the adults!!"

Like a ghost crawling out of a sea of ​​blood, full of blood, a pair of eyes stared intently.

Sato was stunned, and subconsciously drew his sword, then exchanged glances with Tomioka Yoshiyuki, and besieged them together.

Originally, they rushed over with Yin Zhu and the former style butterfly Kanae sisters, but after entering the village, in the face of a sea of ​​blood, the others first went to rescue the survivors.

Along the way, shocking——

Then, after walking to the final destination, I was even more shocked beyond words.

Originally, under the siege of the two pillar-level strengths, it could be solved without difficulty.However, the bewildered ghost completely ignored himself, blindly attacking, and blindly went behind them.

The sight of climbing out of the sea of ​​blood, the disgusting breath, is no different from ordinary ghosts, even more bloody——

The red flames soaring into the sky were plundering everywhere without hesitation, and for a while, Satu and Satu could not subdue them.

"Shitou! Dodge!!"

The pale blue eyes numbly watched the heartbroken figure being wrapped in flames and being led away.In the end, he could only see the pale chin that was faintly growing...stained with his own blood.

"Don't—don't!" Muichiro opened his eyes wide, stopped the two Satu who wanted to chase, his body trembling involuntarily: "Don't go! Don't...please—don't..."

The murmuring sound, accompanied by the tears flowing down, the eyes are not focused.

Please and pray, I don't know what I am asking, and what I am praying for.

"Kang Dang." With a sound, the white knife fell to the ground, and the young man with mint-colored hair gradually fell to his knees with a blank expression and empty eyes, then trembling and hugging himself tightly, curled up in a pool of blood.

Whispering and begging: don't...

Sabito gritted his teeth with a complicated complexion, and then pulled Yoshiyuki Tomioka who didn't know why, the sadness in his eyes was covered: Damn ghost! !

The black-haired man standing at the door looked in disbelief at the courtyard that looked like a Shura field. He was only draped with a flame-patterned haori, and the white undershirt underneath was smeared with blood from the split wound.

The purple pupils trembled violently, the lips twitched, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Anxiety attacking the heart, anger and blood attacking the heart——

"Zhihuo!" Purgatory Xingshourou, who was a few steps behind, caught the fallen figure in a panic, clenched his fists as he saw the bloody scene that he couldn't bear to look at.

The curved crescent moon is reflected in red, and the lingering blood is shrouded in the nostrils...

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I have also had-

But everything is doomed to pass away—

Forget it, the one who is guilty is only his own existence. . .