Yokohama Slag God will never overturn

All the changes seemed to happen in an instant.

A black, sticky, silt-like unknown substance spreads from the bottom of the cherry blossom tree. Wherever it passes, it engulfs the land like black magma. The green grass under the tree melts silently into the black unknown substance, together with the land. .

Centering on Fusangshin leaning against the Manyleaf Sakura under the tree, the black mud crawled towards the surroundings, not letting go of anything it came into contact with along the way.When he was about to leave Wanyezao tens of meters away, the mud was blocked by the group as if he had encountered an invisible transparent glass cover, unable to take another step forward.

As if being irritated, the originally calm and calm surface of the silt rippled with layers of waves, and the slow fluctuations became larger and larger, finally forming ripples like waves, rushing towards the distance.

Then, he was blocked again by an invisible defensive barrier.

At the same time, inside the Shenju, a group of Buddhist knives and Yushen knives who had closed their eyes and practiced in their own rooms opened their eyes.

"This is……"

The long light blue hair was spread on the ground along the younger generation, and the lowered eyes slowly lifted up.Wearing a blue inner suit, Taidao Fusangshen, who has always been dedicated to the Buddha, has a rare dignified look between his brows.

Beside him, like him, Buddha Dao, one of the Five Swords of the World, also raised his head, and slowly opened his eyes that had been closed since his appearance.

"Has Jiang Xuedian noticed it too?"

Shuzhuwan Hengci looked sideways slightly, looking at Jiang Xuezuo's writing on one side, with the same seriousness in his eyes.

"what……"

Putting down the Buddhist beads in their hands, the two Taidao Fusangshen got up, and the bodies in their palms slowly emerged. The inner uniforms on their bodies gradually changed to the outer uniforms, and the solemn aura replaced the previous peaceful aura.

"In the God's House, there is a chilling malice like an abyss."

"That's enough to kill a god."

It is also the existence that will bring boundless disasters.

Similarly, Ishikirimaru, Taro Tachi, and Jiro Tachi, who were watching the small knives planning the celebration with a smile, paused in their hands, and then stood up at the same time as if they had discussed it.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Some of the little knives still haven't reacted.

"... Something not so good has appeared in the God's House."

Owaki Shasa with green hair looked sideways, revealing the different pupils that were originally covered by the hair: "Really, it makes the blade shudder."

"Ah, ah, it's even more annoying to Babuki than the smell from that ghost who liked to pretend to be a woman a long time ago."

The milk-white haired Taidao Fu Sangshen had changed into his battle uniform at some point, and beside him, his younger brother, who also had anecdotes about slaying ghosts, rested his hand on the waist body.

"Hahaha, is it?"

The calm and peaceful smile on the face of the most beautiful sword in the world slowly disappeared, and Xuanyue sank slightly in his eyes: "Master, I want to move around too."

"I always feel... this breath seems familiar."

The black-haired crow boy in red was standing barefoot in the corridor, slightly raised his eyes and looked into the distance, with a little doubt in his heart: it is really, too familiar.

But I can't remember where I met it.

After knowing it, he also realized that Dian Dao Fu was concentrating, and then he was shocked by the dark and indescribable smell that permeated the air.

"do not be afraid."

Taidao Fusangshen with short water-blue hair rubbed Wu Hutui's head, and his honey-gold eyes were full of comfort.

"I'm here, I won't hurt you."

And the guardian who came to Pai's house, who always liked to be lazy, also stood up straight, and stopped Yingwan and Aizen Kunijun behind him: "Ah, I don't want to be lazy at this time."

All the Fusangshen looked at each other, and then tacitly rushed towards the direction of the creepy smell coming from the blade.

As the distance got closer, Zhong Fu's expression became more and more serious and dignified.

"Is this... the Kamiju Center where Manyo Sakura is located?"

Inside the Kamiju, although the spirits of Fusangshen do not need to rely on the spiritual power of the God Judge to appear, the existence of Wanye Sakura is an indispensable hub to maintain the operation of the Kamiju.

The circulation of spiritual power inside the Kamiju must flow through the Myriad Yezakura, and then through the control and distribution of the Myriad Yezakura, it will be transmitted to various places in the Kamiju, ensuring the operation of all corresponding equipment and the growth of the plants in the Kamiju.

Although the layout of the sub-reiki Honmaru under the Government of Time is different, they are generally built with reference to the Kamiju as a template, and Wanyezakura has always been the key to the survival of the Honmaru.

And once something goes wrong with Manyo Sakura...

Xiaohumaru pursed his lips, and looked at Yan Rong who was beside him. It was obvious that the two blades thought the same thing - I am afraid that the collapse of the Shenju will become inevitable the next day.

At that time, the invisible panic will spread like a tide and engulf the rest of the gods and Fusangshen in Honmaru. At that time, the order that the Government of Time has maintained for a hundred years will face the crisis of shock and collapse. Will never let go of this good opportunity and will come back again.

All efforts will dissipate, and all previous sacrifices will be nullified.

This must never happen!

Thinking of this, Zhongfu Sangshen had a tacit understanding and at the same time accelerated again, rushing straight towards the place where Wanyeying was.

When the canopy of the Wanyezakura faintly appeared in Zhongfu Sangshen's field of vision, he suddenly remembered something.

"I remember... that Xiao Wudian seems to be around here?"

Hearing these words, Higakiri, Tsurumaru Kuninaga and Karasuma all changed their expressions.

"I……"

In the Kamiju, Genji Shigeho, who smiled without showing any expression even when he was tricked by Tsurumaru Kuninaga, gritted his teeth and uttered a curse word in a low voice, and then suddenly accelerated again under Yubaba's somewhat surprised gaze.

"This is really..."

The expression of the father of Japanese swords is not much better than that of Higakiri. After Higakiri took a step first, he followed closely.

"It's not a surprise at all..."

Whispering, the white crane jumped up, spread its feathers, and then swooped down rapidly, the anxiety in the golden eyes couldn't be more obvious.

Facts always run counter to people’s expectations. When Higekiri, Karasuma and Kuninaga Tsurumaru arrived, the first thing they saw was Fusangshen leaning sideways under the Manyo cherry tree and closing eyes.

The black silt was still blocked within the protective nodules, but compared to the beginning, it had already accumulated a thick layer on the ground, surging repeatedly.

And around Xiaowu, black silt wrapped around her body, crawling along the fingers that fell on her side like snakes, wrapped around her arms, and climbed on Xiaowu's waist and chest, Even stained on the neck and cheeks.

"Little... Wu?"

Stunned, Mustache, who was shocked by this scene, took a step forward subconsciously.

As if sensing the arrival of someone, the mud that was still calm began to surge again, rushing towards the place where the mustache and other blades were standing, refusing to stop even if they hit the protective shield.

"...unbelievable."

A group of Fu Sangshen, who were a step behind, looked at the silt wrapped around Wanyeying, their eyes darkened: "Just looking at it already makes people feel out of breath."

Let alone set foot in encroached land.

Once it is contaminated, I am afraid it will be contaminated in an instant, right?

Thinking of this, the other Fu Sangshen looked at Xiaowu whose body was clinging to the mud, revealing a little bit of sympathy and intolerance.

For the gods, it is unbearable and very painful to be stained with filth.

Something completely different from the pure and clean divine power invaded the body, and then entangled the godhead, dragged and forced to fall.

"Chong-"

The ear-piercing sound of sword clashing sounded, and Higakiri's clenched body had already slashed on the protective cover specially set up by the government of Tokiri to protect Manyo Sakura.

Fu Sangshen's hands trembled slightly due to the huge momentum, but the protective shield that slowly emerged in front of him remained motionless.

"Anija?"

Looking at his elder brother worriedly, Keimaru couldn't understand why his always prudent elder brother would suddenly make these moves.

He had only seen Higakiri like this once a long time ago.

That time was when their brothers were forced to confront each other.

"Higakiri, calm down! You're crazy!"

Da Baoping on the side roared, trying to reach out his hand to stop the suspected crazy colleague: "You know the consequences of this defensive formation being cut, and you still want to do this?"

At present, it seems that the only thing that can stop the silt is this, and once the protective shield disappears, the accumulated silt will only quickly swallow the entire Shenju in the next second.

"Shut up!!!"

As if suppressed to the extreme, Taidao Fusangshen, who has always been steady, looked up at Da Baoping, his golden eyes were reddened, like a beast being stimulated.

"That's... my sister."

Every word, mustache didn't know what he was talking about, but just spit out some words subconsciously.

"That was my sister who died in front of me, I didn't protect well, and was broken because of my stupidity and ignorance!"

A hoarse roar echoed in the sky above Shenju, and all the fusangshen who suddenly heard the news were so shocked that they couldn't speak, and stared blankly at Genji Shigeho who lost his composure.

"I swore it."

The blade of the tachi fell again.

"I won't make her cry."

The sound of collision sounded.

"But I'm not a qualified brother."

The golden eyes stared at Fusangshin under the dead Manyo Sakura.

"I've...made her cry once...how dare I..."

Gritting his teeth, his sharp canines pierced his lips, and scarlet blood slowly oozes out.

"How dare I look at her and just disappear like that——!"

The nightmare that has been entangled for thousands of years, the nightmare that cannot be expelled deep in my heart.

When he saw it again, it was the hope he thought he could touch.

But then he was wrong, he found that once some things happen, there is no way to erase them.

However, even if this is the case, even if there is no way to go back to the past, no way to get that "brother", it is enough to see her in front of my eyes again.

There is no way to endure, no way to accept, no way to compromise.

No one can make her disappear again.

"No one." Stop me.

The blade that could cut down the Rashomon demon fell heavily on the protective cover, and then tiny cracks appeared, as if a compromise had been made, and the "door" that could only accommodate one person was temporarily opened.

Without the slightest hesitation, Higakiri rushed in directly.

"...I hate that guy, though."

The silent white crane suddenly spoke, and then stuck the "door" that was about to close with its body.

"But I now find that what I always knew was too one-sided."

"I don't know what happened between Higakiri and Xiao Wu, but I know one thing very well."

Longing for unfettered freedom, the white crane didn't care that its feathers would be dyed black, and without looking back, it followed into another world full of mud.

"I... want to be with her forever, watch all the fireworks in this life, hold her hand tightly, and never separate again."

Da Baoping slowly came back to his senses and murmured subconsciously.

"Crazy... Are all these guys crazy?"

but……

Inexplicably, he seemed to understand.

"Yes."

The father of the Japanese sword let out a low laugh, and the red hem of his clothes fell to the ground.

The slender fingers clenched the body tightly, and then pried open the crack again: "I... I'm crazy too. I can't watch that child go on like this anymore."

He had seen that child die before and never reached out to help him, but this time, he couldn't.

"what……"

Sanri Yuezong pointed near the tip of the knife: "Well... Old man, although I have lived for a thousand years, I have never been as crazy as I am today."

The most beautiful sword in the world tilted her head, chuckled lightly against the unbelievable eyes of a group of blades, and said, "Everyone can understand, right?"

The time was too long for them, and the longing slowly settled in the bottom of their hearts, and finally became a scar that could not be touched.

Only when the person you miss appears in front of you, the moment you can touch and hug him, will the scar heal.

And finally realized the feeling of peace of mind, they can no longer bear that kind of excruciating pain.

"Anyway, I have also been taken care of by Higakiri."

Sanri Yue Zongjin smiled: "Besides, the little girl was really cute when she was young, hahaha."

"I seem to understand."

Yamato Mamoru Anding suddenly sighed in a low voice, and then clenched the main body: "It's like me and Kiyomitsu, that feeling is unbearable anymore."

Going crazy, absolutely going crazy.

"Yes."

The handsome knife-wielding boy also clenched his body: "We are all companions, and helping each other is what we should do."

"and……"

The Lion King also smiled and drew out his knife: "Yoxi, we will not leave any of our companions behind."

Now the ghosts will not be too much involved by the spirit, organizing the fall of Wanye Sakura and rescuing their companions, this is not a conflict at all.

"I, I also..."

The always shy and sensitive little dagger held onto the main body tightly, and the tiger beside him leaned over ready to go: "I can't imagine..."

Tears welled up in his eyes, and the voice of the small white dagger trembled slightly: "If you do the same now in the first phase..." No matter what the cost, absolutely, absolutely, I will bring my brothers back.

Even in battle, even in injury, even in death.

"It looks like everyone has made a decision."

The ancestor of the long boat faction drew his sword: "Go out handsomely, and bring our companions back!"

This is their bond.

Never give up, and never give up on any partner.

Fu Sangshen stepped into the isolated and taboo place, and on the other side of the world, the evil in this world "giggled".

"Look, some other idiots are coming."

The evil of this world approached slowly, stretched out his hand, and put his fingers on the man's cheek, his eyes were full of obsession.

"But don't be afraid... I won't let them go."

The evil of this world looked at Fu Sangshen, who closed his eyes and said nothing, and fell into a deep sleep, and smiled silently.

That idiot of the will of the world still wants to stop it, isn't it a failure now?

As long as the Fusangshen's body exists here for a day, it is impossible for this Fusangshen to get rid of it.

Let's sink here, let's sleep here.

The so-called salvation does not exist at all, and the so-called hope is a lie.

On the opposite side of the evil in this world is Xiao Wu.

It's just that compared to Wanye Yingxia, Xiaowu's body is now in a loose shape, with cracks appearing on his body.

In her hand, the black dagger was covered with the same cracks.

The author has something to say:

The evil in this world: I am not crazy, you come and die one by one.

Xiao Wu: ...So how long do I have to sleep?

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Let's go at the end~

Explain all the messy things to the cuties.

There is another chapter tonight, and the second watch will do what it says!