As a cosplayer, I am also saving the world today

The judge is not dead.

The moment the candlestick cut Guangzhong drew his sword, the god judge cut off the supply of spiritual power, the raised hand of the candlestick cut Guangzhong twitched, and then fell to the ground slumped.

The first one is Candlestick Cutting Guangzhong, drug injection intolerance, experiment failure, broken knife.

The second is Izumi Shou Kanesada, who extracts tissue fragments, is seriously injured, and has a broken knife.

The third one is Ranto Shiro, who died with the god judge, failed, and broke the knife.

The fourth is Yamato Shou'an, destroying the space-time converter, succeeding, and breaking the knife.

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The last one is to press and cut Hasebe, cut off the right arm of the judge, success, broken knife.

——Number C017 Honmaru, officially becoming the Dark Honmaru.

——"All Staff Broken Knives"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga lifted the quilt, got up and tidied himself up, took the main body away, and tilted his head slightly: "Shall we go now?"

The girl judge leaned slightly: "If you don't have any problem, you can do it anytime." On her face, there was a bit of an older man looking at a child with distressed expression, "Tsurumaru Temple, can you do it?"

——Can you face the guy who smashed all the knives of your companions and tortured Honmaru's sword Fusangshin?

The endless howling day and night, the black and red blood in the basement, the pain that cannot be escaped no matter whether you open your eyes or close your eyes, every moment and every second, the despair and fear that your companion loses his voice and becomes a member of the fragments in the corner...

——With these pains in your body, can you control yourself not to become a Fallen Angel, and not to kill that guy in public?

The black crane smiled slightly: "I can."

Even though he was tortured and insulted, and his white wings were broken, his essence is still the crane that has gone through thousands of years, is noble and elegant, and has a strong heart.

Besides, since the person has been caught, as long as he was not killed in public or just died accidentally, it's fine, right?

After all, people are doing it, and "heaven" is watching.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga bent his red eyes, "I'm completely fine."

They set off to the place where the unqualified interrogators were held.

The god-inspector did not bring any other swords except Tsurumaru Kuninaga. When they arrived in the confinement room, the god-inspector code-named "Yue" had just been cleaned up, and now he put on clean clothes and sat there. A room with a blank face and nothing but himself and the hard wooden stool he was sitting on.

On the way, the young interrogator whispered something about him.

Because of Tsurumaru Kuninaga, the girl examiner slightly used her authority to call out Honmaru, who had lost contact in recent years and had a lot of broken knives, for investigation.Then, according to the information that Tsurumaru Kuninaga unintentionally revealed, he finally locked on the target: a god-inspector who lost all contact five months ago and is very fanatical in scientific research.

When I found this god judge, he didn't look like a person at all.

The time-space converter of the Honmaru was destroyed, and the god judge could not leave through the time-space converter to seek help. Foxnosuke, who contacted the government of time, had already been magically turned into a careless puppet.The right arm was roughly cut off. Although it was treated with spiritual power and medicine, the wound was not healed in time due to excessive blood loss, and the injured area was continuously infected and then healed by its own spiritual power. This process was prolonged indefinitely. The severed right arm Only filthy ashes were left behind, and pus flowed from the skin and flesh of the wounds left behind, which was horrible.

Honmaru's food ran out quickly. He couldn't cook by himself, and lost his arm and got infected repeatedly. He could only rely on spiritual power to maintain his life.From calmness at the beginning to panic, from panic to anger, from anger to fear.

The soundless silence almost drove him crazy, and the whole Honmaru was completely quiet with the death of the last Touken Fusangshin. Time seemed to be stopped, and he couldn't judge how long he had been in this dead place.When he was found by the government of time, he was unkempt, crying and laughing like a lunatic, his clothes were torn and stained with blackened blood, the wound on his severed arm was bleeding with disgusting pus, skin and flesh, bone and The spirits are entangled.The people from the Government of Time tried to clean him up before dealing with him. After all, his smell was really disgusting, but the cut wound couldn't be repaired, even the simplest way to stop the pus couldn't be done.

Some people whispered that it was a curse from the gods.

The girl interrogator said so, and pushed open the door of the prison cell.

The once high-ranking judge is now huddled on the hard wooden bench he was sitting on, wishing he could tuck himself into a ball. Hearing the movement, he looked like some kind of startled dog, wanting to jump up and grab the driftwood but He stopped talking about his fear, and then hid away and covered his injured part, widening his eyes in fear.

The judge opened his mouth, his voice trembling: "Help me, save me!"

"I'm right! For righteousness, for human beings! Everything I do is for human beings! I'm right!!"

He said upside down: "Yes, I am right, you must save me! Everything you want is in my head, and I am here to save mankind! I am the savior of mankind!"

"It's in my head, it's all in my head, you have to save me, save me..."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga came out from behind and looked at the judge with a smile.

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感谢在2021-03-0315:38:14~2021-03-0615:14:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Qinghe, Lanqiao Chunxue will never return, and one mountain;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Buddha Life; 1 bottle of Green Bobo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!