818 My Little Friends Who Suddenly Became Big Bosses

As long as Abe Seimei dies, no one can stop his great cause!

Seeing with his own eyes that the famous Heian-kyo No. [-] Onmyoji was surrounded by the power of Yamata no Orochi and was unable to move, the smile on Minamoto Yorimitsu's face couldn't be stopped, his stomach started to hurt from laughing and he didn't want to stop.

A bright future seems to have appeared in front of his eyes. If you want to say how scared he was before, how excited he is now.

No, I can't say I'm afraid, no matter how powerful Abe Seimei is, he won't be afraid of him, he's just too surprised to forget to react.

Yes, it was surprise.

But what happened next brought Minamoto Raimitsu back to reality from his fantasy.

The fortune teller has already predicted today's weather, the sky will be covered with dark gray clouds, the sun will not come out until the evening, there will be gusts of wind, and there will be torrential rain accompanied by lightning.

This kind of climate is very bad for most people, even the farmers don't like the strong wind that will damage the crops, but for Minamoto Raimitsu, it is a suitable day for sacrifice.

Thunderstorms can cover up the changes in the process of breaking the seal, making people mistakenly think that this is just a normal weather condition. In addition, he has already set up a barrier around him. As long as no one steps in, they will not find out what's going on here.

If it wasn't like this, he wouldn't have deliberately picked this day to start the second sacrifice of the month when all the sacrifices hadn't been collected.

Of course, there is also a reason why he desperately wants to gain power immediately.

Yamata no Orochi said that as long as he can help him break the seal, he will make himself the evil god's envoy in the world, and then he will have the purest power of the evil god, and he can also drive those humans infected by evil spirits and monsters.

Both monsters and humans have their own desires. The stronger the desire, the easier it is to be influenced. As long as he is given some time, he is confident that he can turn all human monsters in the world, or other creatures with their own minds, into his own. My subordinates, when the time comes, he will become the master of the world, and no one will be able to stop him!

Thinking of this, the smile on Yuan Laiguang's face gradually became ferocious, and his laughter also dropped.

"Mr. Qingming, Lord Qingming, if there is a way to heaven, you don't want to go, but if there is no way to hell, you still want to go! You really regretted your death!"

While talking, Minamoto Raimitsu laughed again, even though the black mist representing Seimei Abe was still standing there, unable to see clearly what was going on inside, it was so famous in his heart that even the emperor would show respect when he saw it The man is already dead.

Even if he is not dead now, he will soon be.

Just when he was proud of this, the black mist suddenly moved.

Not falling down as he imagined, but maintaining a standing posture and continuing to step up the steps at a not slow speed. The black mist that has faded from the bottom step is the best proof.

There are four steps, which means that he needs to walk four steps to get to the platform of the altar. Abe Seimei was surrounded when he stepped on the first step at the bottom. When he went there, he had already stepped on the fourth floor, and the black mist on his body had dissipated a lot, and he could vaguely see the opponent's hunting clothes.

That touch of white is particularly conspicuous in the darkness, otherwise Minamoto Laiguang would not have noticed it so quickly.

"How is this possible?!" Minamoto Raimiko's eyes widened, and he couldn't laugh anymore.

As if hearing his voice, Abe Seimei paused for a moment.

For some reason, Minamoto Raimiko still felt that the other party looked back at him even though he couldn't see anything.

When he continued to move forward, Minamoto Laiguang was in a daze that he didn't know when his back was wet with cold sweat, and there were several bean-sized beads of sweat sliding down his forehead.

The feeling of the underwear being tightly attached to the back is not uncomfortable, but Minamoto Raimitsu didn't care about it. When Abe Seimei was about to enter the central area, he subconsciously took a step back.

In the next second, a black light beam intertwined with purple light rushed straight into the sky, and the thick dark cloud was literally broken, followed by a strong air current that seemed to overturn a mountain. There are many different kinds of sounds, including the screams of men, women, children and animals, and the roars of animals. They are mixed together in a frightening way. In just a moment, you can hear goose bumps all over your body, and your hairs stand on end.

Even standing in the defensive formation, Minamoto Raimitsu could feel the terrifying aura brought by the airflow, and some timid ones just threw themselves on the ground, closed their eyes, and kept mumbling something, In addition, there were even those who were so frightened that they lost control, and the strength of the two battles did not know where they came from to support them from falling down.

This is the power of Yamata no Orochi.

After getting used to this sense of fear spreading from the bottom of his heart, Minamoto Raimitsu took a deep breath to calm himself down, and his eyes gradually became fanatical as he looked at the black light beam in the distance.

Immediately it was also his strength.

What Minato Raimitsu didn't know was that that power didn't come from Yamata no Orochi, but from all the innocent souls who died on the altar.

Why am I the one who died?

It's so painful, who will help me?

mom... i want mom...

Abe Seimei felt that he was not a good person who was willing to give selflessly, but he couldn't help but feel intolerable and sympathetic when he heard those voices.

But right now there is no time for him to purify and save these dead souls. He kept chanting the Purifying Mantra silently in his heart, preventing that strange force from continuing to affect his mind, and continued walking when he stabilized his figure.

Being entangled by countless innocent souls feels like being weighed down by a heavy object, every step is extremely difficult, especially when going up the steps, every step seems to exhaust his whole body's strength.

Every time he takes a small step forward, there will be a voice in his ear, bewitching him to follow the thoughts deep in his heart.

If you are tired, stop and rest for a while.

Seeing that he was about to reach the end, the black mist that had started to dissipate suddenly surged up again, even several times more than at the beginning, as if he wanted to use this method to overwhelm him.

In the darkness, Abe Seimei clenched his teeth, and the folding fan in his hand was almost broken by him.

He wanted to use spells to break through the predicament, but the black mist tightly wrapped his hands, preventing him from drawing any strokes.

The strands of black threads that felt like silk threads were constantly probing his face, and he could feel them wanting to drill into his ears and noses, causing him to even know that there was a defensive formation that could help him resist these for a while. The intrusion of things still dare not open their mouths rashly, giving them a ready-made target.

From this point of view, brute force has become the key to getting out of trouble. As long as his body has enough strength, he can carry this heavy burden to Huaniaojuan's side.

After that?Abe Seimei didn't think about it.

Not to mention that he had no plan at all, he just rushed out of anger, and now he doesn't have the time and energy to think about what might happen next. It can be said that this is the first time he has prepared nothing. If not, you put yourself in a dilemma.

But he has no regrets.

You can't regret it either.

Abe Seimei didn't know how he did it.

Blocked by the black mist, he couldn't see the situation ahead at all, and occasionally felt that he had kicked something or stepped on something, and he didn't know if he was in the right direction.

In a daze, a bird song successfully awakened his consciousness, and he rushed towards the direction of the sound with all his strength.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear the sound of the silk thread breaking, and the black mist retreated unwillingly.

When the light came out of sight again, Abe Seimei's brain, which had been blank for a long time, started to function again. He found that his arm was raised high, and half of his palm was inserted into the strange black ball, and there was still a soft touch in his hand. , he obviously caught something.

Before he could figure out what he was grabbing, Abe Seimei instinctively pulled his hand back forcefully, and the next second the flower and bird roll that he had worried about for a long time fell into his arms.

Before Abe Seimei had time to show a joyful expression, he realized that it was just an empty shell, and the corners of his mouth that were only half hooked instantly froze.

Not to mention being unconscious, he couldn't even feel the slightest breath from the other party that could make him extremely relaxed.

He has seen this kind of situation before. It is commonly known as the disease of leaving the soul. It mostly occurs in children who have no spiritual power but do not know how to use it. A few of them are forcibly dragged out of the body by external reasons.

But the people who have this kind of situation are all human beings, and the flower and bird scroll is obviously a monster, so how can it still encounter this kind of problem?

Can't figure out the reason, and don't know where the [soul] of Kato-maki has gone, Abe Seimei has no way to do it, and immediately feels the blood rushing up, and he feels dizzy.

At this moment, the fourth bird song sounded.

Abe Seimei raised his head suddenly, he remembered this voice!

Huaniaojuan is accompanied by four birds, each of which is usually soft and soft, and will make a distinctive sound when facing the enemy, among which the call of the shrike named Mucu is the most special , exactly the same as what he had just heard.

Abe Seimei didn't believe in any coincidences, and there was no other way now, he hugged Hanaori's body horizontally, and jumped into the huge black sphere.

It was a barren world completely different from any place he had ever seen.

The piercing cold wind passed through the defensive formation and hit him continuously, making Abe Seimei feel the feeling of cold for a long time. He subconsciously hugged the person in his arms tightly, wanting to use this method to block the cold for her, but in In the absence of anything else that could block the cold wind, the formation suddenly failed, and he couldn't wrap the person from head to toe.

Thinking of this, he simply gave up his original plan and concentrated on finding clues.

Fortunately, it was not difficult. There was nothing in this ghostly place, but the light was quite bright, allowing him to see far away. It didn't take long for him to see the existence of a suspected human form.

Without thinking too much, Abe Seimei raised his foot and walked towards it. If the direction was not against the wind, he would have wanted to run directly there.

"Flower and Bird Roll!"

Hearing someone calling his name, Huaniaojuan raised his head subconsciously, and looked at the person with bewildered eyes.

She opened her mouth and said a few words in a weak voice, "Who are you?"

"What are you doing holding my painting?"