[Comprehensive] Today's judges are also very willful

Hasebe was stunned as he looked at the swords that surrounded the God-inspector in six directions.

Of course he recognized the identities of the knives in front of him. They used to be companions, and even though they parted ways later, they were still companions.

It's just that Hasebe couldn't understand why they suddenly appeared here. Did they die like him?

Of course Hasebe, who was pressing and cutting, knew very well that he was dead.

When the blade shattered, he was extremely calm. Feeling the pain spreading from his fingertips, the flesh and bones all over his body were cracked and turned into flying ash. His consciousness was gradually immersed in the sudden darkness, but Hasebe could only Feel peaceful and peaceful.

The embrace of this Lord God Judge is really warm... It's like the flame in the forge where he was born. It's hot but not scorching. The pain he felt was no longer there, making him unable to control his addiction.

The darkness passed before his eyes, as if it was just a moment, and he returned to the world of light, this is a place he has never been to, maybe that is the kingdom of the dead, Yaki Hasebe thought so.

Soon, he confirmed this.God judge...his former master had died many years ago, this was what Hotaru told him personally, and it was obvious that the person in front of him, although dead, still maintained his disposition when he was alive.

What an exciting event.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe is a knife whose destiny is God's destiny. As long as it is for the Lord, it can do anything... Such a label has been hung on him for too long, and every time he wavers and doubts, these words They will come out from the bottom of my heart to prevent him from making any outrageous behavior.

When alive, every blade student who cuts Hasebe lives for his master, abides by the master's order, willingly plunges himself into an unknown situation, and completely entrusts his body and mind, no matter what kind of person that person is Alone, Yaki Hasebe couldn't do it without being loyal to him.

But he died.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe has never felt this so clearly for a moment. When he dies, he is no longer the sword of the god judge, and he no longer needs to fulfill his allegiance to the Lord. Unprecedented complex feelings arose in God's heart.

Nothing matters anymore.

When he was alive, he had no way to stop and resist the god judge. He could only watch the god judge's deeds. He was even controlled by the other party to kill his companion. The feeling can't be forgotten even in a dream.

He was thinking all the time to make the culprit who caused all this pay the price, but the foolish and loyal nature in his heart desperately blocked his feelings and thoughts, obviously clamoring for revenge and hatred in his heart, but what he said was Or "As long as it is the command of the lord, no matter what, I will do it for you."

But now, he won't.Yaki Hasebe looked at the companions who surrounded the judge, with inexplicable sadness in his heart.Being able to appear here like him, they must have died...

Although I don’t know why Ichiki Ikshin, Hotaru and Yamabagiri Kunikirokai who were still alive and kicking with that adult just now suddenly appeared here, bringing Ishikirimaru who was supposed to stop the other way and Jiang Xue who hadn’t seen for a long time Zuo Wenwen, and even Jin Jian, who has been gone for many years.

But pressing and cutting Hasebe felt a kind of heartfelt ease.He didn't know what happened to the god judge, so that as Fu Sangshen, he couldn't beat a human being, but this was not important anymore.

Pressing and cutting Hasebe looked at the six knives, which were still in the form of knives, but somehow gave people a sense of peace of mind, and suddenly smiled.Dao Fu Sangshen hasn't really smiled for a long time, he seems to have forgotten what a smile is, his whole face is distorted, but it's still a smile.

"Kill the enemy—"

Pressing and cutting Chang Gubu held a long knife in his hand, and rushed towards the god judge quickly. His speed was getting faster and faster, almost turning into a ray of light, and the wound on his body disappeared completely at some point.

Dao Fu Sangshen only had eyes on the pale man opposite him at this time, his speed was extremely fast, and finally his whole body melted into that knife, turned into his own body and came to the man with terrified eyes, piercing his heart And pass.

When Hasebe moved, the other six knives also let out a saber sound at the same time. They floated out of thin air, and moved as they pressed and cut Hasebe. Followed by the attack.

Grab Ranto Shiro's left hand by the hair, shake it once, and cut it off.

Broke Xiao Ye's right hand, Jiang Xue's left hand, and slashed.

Kick and beat Ishikimaru, the left leg that had tortured Imaki, and broke it.

The right foot that crushes the dignity of every dagger, Jinjian, look at the move.

Given Honmaru's sinful and painful body, Yamabasaki Kunihiro was cut in half.

In the end, it was Hotaru, the black big sword mercilessly turned slightly, and in an unstoppable gesture, it chopped off the head of the god judge, and chopped off the head full of sin.

"It's impossible! Impossible, how could you kill me, you can't kill me, I am a god, and I will definitely be the greatest existence in this world, how can you fusangshen kill me!"

The man with a pale and distorted face made a terrified sound. He yelled crazily and widened his eyes unwillingly. His head was beheaded by Hotaru, and the corners of the mouth of the head that fell to the ground were still opening and closing. The ominous blood-colored eyes widened resentfully.

The judge is dead.

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Honmaru.

Yaken Toshiro and Horikawa Kunihiro were busy in the kitchen. The sound of the collision of kitchen utensils, the sound of chopping vegetables, and the sound of steam lifting the lid of the pot intertwined into a special piece of music.

"Kane-san! That's for everyone who will be fighting today!" Kunihiro Horikawa hurriedly stopped when he saw Izumi Mori Kanesada secretly lifted the corner of the pot lid and took out a few bunches of colorful dumplings.

"Hahaha, Kunihiro, don't be so stingy" Izumi Mori Kanesada laughed, ran out quickly, and disappeared outside the door in a blink of an eye.Horikawa Kunihiro chased after two steps but failed to catch up, so he could only look at the disappearing figure of Datofusangshen and shook his head and smiled.

"Horikawa really loves Kanesada." Yaken watched this scene and continued to cut vegetables without blinking. He looked at Horikawa Kunihiro with a smile, and was amused by the behavior of the black-haired Wakizawa who maneuvered higher than Izumi Mori Kanesada.

"Oh? If Mr. Kane likes it, isn't it great?" Kunihiro Horikawa listened to the voice of Izumi Mori Kanesada calling out to the daggers outside the window, blinked his big blue eyes, and squeezed the dumplings again with a smile.

"Yeah, that's great." Yaoken nodded, put the cut ingredients in his hands into the pot and started to cook the soup quite relaxedly, "I thought this kind of life would never come back...Thanks to the general"

Outside the window, the black-haired Dao Fu Sangshen was standing there with a few bunches of dumplings in his hands. He looked at the kitchen door where there was no sign of chasing him out, coughed lightly, and looked serious.

"Mr. Kanesada is the best!" "Yes, yes! Powerful and handsome, really amazing!" The knives surrounded Izumi Mori Kanesada chattering, looking at him expectantly

"Enen, it's a matter of course." Izumi Mori Kanesada happily divided the dumplings in his hand one by one. He looked at the satisfied smiles of the daggers and proudly puffed out his chest.

"This guy..." Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki murmured dissatisfiedly, curled his lips disapprovingly of Dato Fusangshen's proud appearance, Hachisu Kakotoru, who found him lazy, patted his shoulder.

"Work hard, if you can't finish today's Hata Toban before the lord comes back, you won't be able to eat tonight." Hachisuka Kotoru, who changed into a light-colored kimono, said leisurely, holding a hoe in his hand.

"...became covered in dirt." Zong San Zuowen looked sadly at the land that had just been turned over less than halfway, and sighed faintly.

"Everyone!" Wuhu Tui rushed in from the outside anxiously, surrounded by a few cubs running around who were equally uneasy, and the short-knife child with milky white curly hair had a little blood on his nose, and he panicked. Looking at the companions who became serious in an instant, he said in a hurry.

"Mr. Candlestick Che has an accident!"