Experience in building a branch of Crab Castle King in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang

Taketori Che died.

The ghost king who was fooled lost all his face when the mountain collapsed, and fell into the underground cave dug in advance.What is even more surprising is that the special natural ore on the inner wall of the mountain has the special effect of disturbing the spatial coordinates.If under normal circumstances, Naruto is as accurate as GPS navigation, but now her eyes are smeared and the satellite has no signal...

Otherwise, why do you think Taketori Che decided to establish a base in this place?

Seeing that Naruto's back-up was useless, and ignoring the panic of losing the back-up, Wu Can swallowed the sickly girl in one gulp.

He must get that special ability called "Prophet"!

To be honest, over the years, Wu Mi has also discovered that a very small number of human beings have strange, vampire-like powers, which they call "special abilities" or "talents".So far, Wu Mi has eaten many supernatural beings, some of them are effective, and some of them are useless.This move has made Japan's already rare supernatural beings almost extinct.

But for the ghost king, as long as he can increase his strength, those humans who are eaten should feel supremely glorious.

To be honest, assuming this guy could beat Yuanyi back then, for the sake of the "Sun Breathing Technique", Wu Mi would have planned to eat Yuanyi... Forget it, I can't eat that one, and I can eat it today without any restraint The prophet of chicken power is also okay?

So Taketori Che only felt a chill on his neck, and he lost consciousness.

So it's not too painful.

... No, it's not that he lost his consciousness, but that his consciousness was transferred to Wu Mi's sea of ​​consciousness.

Leaning on the imaginary cane, she looks around the world covered by flesh and blood and painful dead souls, twisted and grotesque, and looking around, there is no end.

If this is a restrained game, there is probably a voice that will tell Taketori Che to "pass the SAN value judgment"... Unfortunately, no, this guy does not understand how great the heavenly father Cthulhu who spreads love and salvation is. Existence, so there is no similar running group setting in his consciousness.

In fact, in this terrifying and distorted world, there is only pure and extreme howling and pain.

So much sadness, so much despair, countless pairs of madly rolling eyes and shattered bodies, all trapped in this conscious world.

"Bitter! Bitter!"

"Why haven't I died yet! Why haven't I died!"

"Wife and children are gone, when will I be able to get out of trouble?"

"Gods and Buddhas, please show your kindness..."

"Alas! This is inhumane!"

Those ferocious, dead faces gathered cries and anger into a river of pain that seemed impossible to dissipate.

...Wu Mi, how many people did you eat?A bastard like you can't wash away your sins if you stay in hell until hell breaks down, right?

At the same time, in reality, the well-fed Wulian couldn't wait to go back and check the newly acquired abilities, but just as he was about to step out of this strange, empty underground cave, a severe pain came from his abdomen.

Could it be——I'm about to give birth!

Sorry, I was wrong... the blood poison that Taketori Che buried in advance worked!

Having participated in the decisive battle for the third week, witnessed Mrs. Zhushi's poisoning behavior and the "venomous bait" plan proposed by Butterfly Ninja, Taketori Che readily agreed to accept the body modification in this week's episode.

Just treat it as waste.

Since then, her blood is no longer purely human blood, but blood containing a huge, unimaginable amount of wisteria poison.

Wu Mi swallowed her in one gulp, which was equivalent to swallowing a thousand times the wisteria poison and several special medicines specially designed for him!No wonder the body doesn't hurt!

Just as the ghost king stood here, frantically thinking about countermeasures and trying to detoxify, countless incandescent lamps above his head lit up,

"boom!"

"boom!"

The sound of turning on the lights formed a line, echoing in the cave.

"This is..." Wu Mi gritted his teeth and raised his head to glare, vaguely seeing the figures of several familiar old opponents dangling on the high platform above.

In fact, under these seemingly ordinary and dazzling white lights, what is concealed are... ultraviolet lamps that are densely distributed over the entire cave.

Thousands of lights, just for tonight.

"A team is ready."

The instructor who was hired with a high salary from the army stood on the high platform with a stern face and a weather-beaten face. He also had family members who died at the mouth of ghosts in his early years, and now he has the opportunity to take revenge. Naturally, he will not slack off.I saw him ordering the members of the Demon Slayer Squad who were holding modified firearms: "Wisteria flower ammunition, change the ammunition! Take three steps back after shooting!"

"The second team is ready to take over, and the third team is starting to prepare!"

"Three-stage shooting, don't stop, don't give the target a gap to breathe! Improve your concentration and hit rate, listen to my password-fire!"

The moment the gun fired, the smoke emitter buried at the bottom of the cave also began to "puff puff puff" of extremely high-purity wisteria flower smoke, which surrounded Wu Mi, who was standing immobile on the ground.

Come on, sir, take a sip, take a sip and you will be happy.

These highly toxic fumes with a strong narcotic effect seem to say so.

When the fighting was raging in the cave, at a commanding height about ten kilometers outside the forest, Undead Kawa Minami stood expressionlessly in front of a row of ready-to-go artillery, and took out his pocket watch to check the time.

There are still less than two hours until sunrise.

Then the white-haired young man turned his head and roared ferociously: "If half an hour later, the fighting in the mountains has not ended, I can open fire and shell it! If it takes less than half an hour to kill without incident... then there is no need to hold back, go straight Open fire! Tonight, the Prophet is dead, and Twelve Ghost Moons intends to contain us all over the country. We are short of manpower to attack the front, so no matter what method we use, we must leave Wu Mi in the mountains!"

"Yes! Lord Fengzhu!"

The loudest shout in the crowd was his younger brother, Immortal Kawa Genya.

That's right, the cannon fire wiped out the ground, this was the last move against Wu Mian, holding him until daylight came.

——No misfortune!Times have changed!Eat my big caliber artillery iron fist!

And this was also an amazing plan proposed by Taketori Che at first.

Modern firearms, optical radiation, poisonous wisteria, space disturbance, artillery washing the ground... A set of extremely brutal combination of punches, even if you don't die, you will vomit a few mouthfuls of blood.

By now, if the ghost king didn't know that he was in an ambush, he could find a piece of tofu and kill him.

Therefore, while turning into a huge meat ball to fight hard, detoxifying crazily, he sank his consciousness into his mind to find Zhu Chuche, and wanted to find out what was going on with her!

As a result, Taketori Che was startled when he saw him.

Because the ghost king has no clothes in his conscious world...

In addition to the white light mosaic on the key parts, the girl admired a good skin full of muscles, which made her feel emotional. If this is the top brand of Absolute Cowherd’s shop in future generations, it will be the favorite of rich women.But on the surface, she was still very young and shyly accused: "Why don't you wear clothes?!"

Wu Mi is really inexplicable: "Why do I wear clothes in my own consciousness??"

"Alas."

Wu Mi suddenly realized after being sniffed at, why are you so pushy?Why are you so pushy?Aren't you all eaten by me?Consciousness is imprisoned here, what a fart you are!

"Hey, human!" He walked over ferociously, trying to grab Taketori's conscious body, "Where is your supernatural power? Where is your 'prophet' ability hidden! Why can't I find it?"

In fact...what omens and prophets are all the precious information accumulated in the previous three weeks, and the search for the news of evil spirits across the country is also a collection of missions released on the map.

So, how can there be any favored by the heavens, is it not the result of dying again and again, relying on refreshing the game and constantly accumulating information in exchange for today's results?

"Let's look for it again." Taketori Che said very rascally, like the liar tailor in "The King's New Clothes", "Ah, I forgot to tell you, I heard that only people with kind souls can use this Oh power."

The ghost king was furious, knowing that he had been fooled by the other party, he was so angry that he wanted to crush her residual perception: "You bastard!"

"Ghost dance Tsuji no misery!"

A young swordsman in red clothes with red spots on his forehead suddenly appeared in the world of flesh and blood, glaring at the Ghost King from behind.

When he heard the voice of this long-lost son of God who had died for a hundred years, Wu Mi was terrified.

He turned his head slowly, and what he saw was Ji Guoyuan's eyes burning with anger.Even though so many years have passed, this majestic face like the wrath of a god is engraved deep in Wu Mi's DNA.

——Yaoshou!The enemy has come to my sea of ​​consciousness!

Oni Wu Tsuji had no misery, and was disconnected in a second.

He was so scared that he returned to the real world.

The highly toxic radiation fog from the guns... The fear caused to Wu Mi was not as violent as that of a dead person.

Damn, how did Ji Guoyuan come into his consciousness!Is he going crazy!

At this moment, Taketori Che stared at Ji Guoyuanyi who had not dissipated and left, and asked suspiciously: "That...Mr. Yuanyi, why did you come here?"

"I heard your call, you have helped me, and I will definitely repay you."

As long as Ji Guoyuanyi doesn't face Wu Mi and his brother's troubles, his attitude is still very gentle and kind.

Although there is no superfluous expression on his face, there is still a strange warm feeling of "the sun is watching me".

Taketori Che was stunned for a moment. In this round, he had neither dealt with Shangxian, nor helped Yuanyi with anything... Wait, could it be that the other party is not talking about this round, but the third round? ? !

She opened her mouth and was about to ask, but she saw the red-clothed warrior put his index finger to his lips, showing a mysterious smile of "unspeakable".

"The world is mysterious, some things, you and I just need to know."

"...Alright."

Taketori Che scratched his head, and while there was still some time, she wanted to ask the other party a question.

Coincidentally, Yuan Yi also looked at her, with a little smile on his face, as if an elder looked at his younger generation with a tolerant and loving expression: "What do you want to ask me?"

Although Taketori Che felt that it was strange that he had turned into a harmless puppy in the eyes of the other party, he still took the time to ask for advice: "What is the essence of the breathing method?"

"It's swordsmanship, it's genre, it's breathing, it's everything that can make us stronger." Yuan Yi is very open-minded and open-minded, "If you think artillery and bullets can help you become stronger, you can also ignore them It's called breathing."

Taketori Che was taken aback by this explanation, and immediately burst out laughing: "How can we further improve it?"

"It will happen when it happens, you can get it by chance, there is no need to force it." Yuanyi turned his head to look at this conscious world full of squirming flesh and blood, pain and curses, thought of something, and immediately asked her, "Why don't I show it to you?"

"Okay, that's what I wish for." Taketori Che said pleasantly.

Watching the strong dance or something, he is still a handsome guy, she likes it the most!

So Taketori sat cross-legged in the ghost king's conscious world, admiring the display of the "Sun Breathing Method" brought to him by the red-clothed warrior, which was absolutely pure and unique in flavor.

Sure enough, every knife and every sword shape of Ji Guoyuanyi is extremely exquisite, discarding useless superfluous and complicated, and only retaining the purest brilliance.

For some reason, immersed in such a dazzling and beautiful sword technique, Taketori Che thought of Wei Ming Yixin, the Wei Ming swordsman at the end of the Warring States period a hundred years ago.

Although he doesn't know how to breathe, and doesn't know any supernatural powers, Wei Mingyixin's swordsmanship achievements are also not inferior to Ji Guoyuanyi.

The roads of the strong are different, but the peaks they finally reach are the same.

The brothers Ji Guo were born in the early Warring States period, and the era in which Wei Ming lived was approaching the end of the Warring States period... The hundred years between them are so cold, if the two are lucky enough to be born in the same era, they will probably become rare friends With the opponent?

Just like the scorching sun revolving in the sky, the light shines on the whole world of flesh and blood, "Wuanwu", "Bi Luotian", "Scorching Sun Red Mirror"... the twelve shapes are lined up, like the scales of a perfect clock, connected in series to form Made a perfect circle, again and again, round after round.

The man wielding a knife in the light is tireless, with a smile on his face, like the incarnation of a god.

And this is the true demonstration of "Sun Breathing Method Thirteen Forms".

Strangely, after being attacked by Yuanyi's Sun Breathing Technique, those faces that were crying in agony turned into streaks of white light and dissipated.

They burst into tears, shouted praises, and uttered years of belated cheers with hoarse and broken throats and vocal cords.

"Wonderful! Really exquisite sword technique! Wonderful!"

"Father, I'm here to find you..."

"Aying, I'm so sorry for making you wait for me in Huangquan for so long."

"Thank you for your fulfillment! Samurai-sama!"

"Saemon-kun, let's go together..."

——Jiguo Yuanyi is actually using his own power to purify the souls of innocent people who have been devoured by Wu Mi for thousands of years!

Because every soul is sent away, Wu Mi's spiritual power will be weakened by one point, and the strength fed back into reality will be weakened by one point.

"Is it Yuanyi-kun?"

In the pool of blood, a man's voice asked.

The dazzling and magnificent "Sun Breathing Technique" stopped temporarily, and the red-clothed warrior looked down blankly at the red flesh under his feet, and a brown eye was turning inside.

"Is it... Mr. Mogi?" He found the owner of the voice from his long memory.

"That's right! You still remember me!" Mogi happily emerged from the ground, but what appeared in front of the two of them was a victim's body in half, tattered like the scene of a perverted murderer, blood It fell down with a splash of pus.

Yuan Yi stared blankly at the soul who was still imprisoned by Wu Mi after death, and said: "Back then we all thought that you chose to retreat and escape from the ghost killing team because of your lover..."

Motegi was silent for a few seconds, a gloomy expression appeared on his bloodied face.

"It's not like that." He murmured, "A Cai was killed...I was also eaten by Wu Mi."

It's not shrinking back, it's not cowardice, it's just because... he died helplessly.

Even after death, no one would know about it, and it was too late to wash away the shame, and even bear the notoriety of a deserter and be despised by his former comrades-in-arms.

However, such a person is just an ordinary microcosm who has died at the hands of Wu Mi for thousands of years.

Mogi looked up at Jiguo Yuanyi, and begged: "Don't talk about those sad things, Yuanyi-kun, I am so happy to be able to see old friends after death... Please forgive me! Seeing that in those days For the sake of the same robe."

"Of course." Yuan Yi still nodded solemnly, "Please."

Motegi showed an extremely cheerful smile, pulling the nerves and muscles of the wound and wriggling piece by piece, which was very terrifying, but he himself tried hard to control the broken body like a samurai and knelt on the ground, hanging his head, showing his fragility at the same time shouted: "Do it, Yuanyi-kun!"

So the samurai in red raised his sword without hesitation, and made mistakes for his former comrades-in-arms.

No blood, no pain.

Motegi turned into a ray of brisk white light, dissipating in this sea of ​​consciousness.

Ji Guoyuan lowered his head and held the knife, but he was not in a hurry to purify other people, but was thinking about something blankly.

At this time, Taketori Che finally stepped forward and said, "Are you okay? Mr. Yuanichi."

"I'm fine." Yuanyi said quietly, as if talking about a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him, "I just remembered that when Mr. Motegi and I met for the first time, he asked me what I like. Actually, I don't like anything in particular. But out of courtesy, he said that he likes sweets. So when we met for the second time, he brought me a big bag of meatballs."

After a pause, he repeated: "...It's really a big bag."

It is obviously a very common language, and the content of the story is just a trivial matter that has been dusty for many years, but Taketori Che felt that Ji Guoyuan seemed a little sad at this moment.

In fact, at this moment in reality, Wu Mi felt that his headache was about to split, and he was about to explode.

Then, the position above his head really exploded!

Because half an hour had passed, as many people as could be evacuated had already been evacuated, so a cannon precisely hit the surface of the cave above his head.

Boom!The mountain began to collapse on a large scale. It was different from the level of collapse that Taketori Che dragged him into the trap before. This time it was completely flattened by artillery fire at any cost!

Boom boom boom!

The sound of shelling, unprecedented in thousands of years, resounded through the night sky.

Because they were notified by their superiors in advance, the local government and police department not only did not panic, but instead provided timely counseling and comfort to ordinary people. Everyone said convincingly that a certain field force was conducting a pull-out exercise, and there was nothing to panic about.

When the several rounds of shelling were finally over, Wu Mi, who was unable to split and escape because of being hit with a specific poison, could only crawl out of the ruins with difficulty. Gather up your energy, sharpen your knife, and surround yourself outside, waiting to chop him.

Seeing this situation, Wu Mi ran away completely.

The wisteria flower bullets made him consume too much unnecessary precious energy to heal himself; the sinister ultraviolet light radiation for a long time made him weak; the wisteria flower mist with strong anesthetic effect made him dizzy; This kind of poisonous madness produced all kinds of chemical effects and destroyed his body; the artillery blow forced him to shed a layer of skin; even now the sea of ​​consciousness was so painful that it almost exploded on the spot, and two dead men were inside to destroy his body. Sea of ​​Consciousness is fun!

Oh shit!how so!

He wanted to summon Naruto and open the passage of Infinite City to escape from this place, but the natural ore exposed by the surrounding collapsed mountains, and the effects of those disturbing space became more chaotic and crazy... Naruto just changed her name to "Mysterious Girl".

Seeing Beimingyu Xingming yell angrily, everyone raised their knives and stepped forward, slashing around Wumi!

Finally, I don't know how long it took, the eastern sky showed a fishy belly, and Wu Mi collapsed so much that he almost wanted to turn around and run away, but he was already surrounded by the ghost killing team.

Then he saw three young men rushing towards him in a certain direction of the encirclement net.

Heh, at first glance, the ignorant and ignorant young team members are definitely not strong enough.

Just break out from here!

The blond boy among the three suddenly widened his eyes, and pointed forward: "Look, Tanjiro, it's nothing bad!"

"What? No misery!!" The brown-haired boy was furious, he rushed forward, drew his sword, and performed a familiar "breath of the sun · shape · round dance"!

Wu Mi:! ! !

He didn't have time to get angry, another boy wearing a wild boar hood roared furiously as if he had suddenly eaten explosives, and the old and new hatreds were superimposed to double the critical strike: "Pay my teacher's life, you bastard !"

Who is your teacher? !

The blond boy, my wife Shanyi, stared dumbfounded at the little friends stalking Wumi like vicious dogs. For some reason, a voice in his heart encouraged him to do the same.

"Oh...forget it! Wu Mi, go to hell and atone for my sins!"

At this time, the "pillars" who were covered in injuries not far away also chased after them, sharing the pressure faced by the teenagers.Compared to the irreversible severe injuries and disability injuries suffered by everyone in the third week, everyone in this week... can only be regarded as a minor injury at most. It is scary to see the bleeding, but they can recover after lying down for a few months.

"Get out of here!" In order to survive, Wu Mi almost turned into a hideous monster, losing the biggest advantage of beauty in his life, making people wish to hack him to death immediately and go home.

And just when everyone was about to be unable to bear it, the ghost king's body suddenly froze, and his head exploded with a "crash!"

At the same moment, Yuan Yi in the sea of ​​consciousness put away his knife and rescued the last soul.

Really hard.

Taketori Che quickly applauded the handsome brother as a seal.

Yuan Yi seemed a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and looked a little honest and shy.

It's just that his figure began to become transparent, and his figure was about to completely dissipate like fine sand, but an incomparable divine light burst out from his figure, illuminating the whole world of flesh and blood as dazzling as daylight!

"Goodbye, young junior." The red-clothed warrior looked at her, with some pleading and earnest intentions, "The following words are my personal wishes, but the road to destiny has not yet been completed, please...be patient More time."

Taketori Che understood what he meant.

Even if the fourth game is successful, don't give up on this game.

The ending of the five-week goal will definitely be better than the current one.

So the girl smiled and nodded: "A gentleman's appointment must be answered."

"Very good."

Yuan Yi smiled and disappeared.

What disappeared with him was the world of flesh and blood in front of Taketori Che's eyes.

It turned back to a pure white blank, just like the innocence and innocence of everyone when they were just born.

Then, corresponding to the scheming adult evil ghost Wu Mi, that is... he became an idiot on the spot.

The real kind.

No matter how many brains you have, there is only one spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

Once the sea of ​​consciousness is blasted, should this person's mind crash or not!

The sun is coming out.

The idiot ghost king died tragically on the spot.

congratulations.

Therefore, with Taketori Che's death, the story of the four weeks can be regarded as the real beginning.

Game survival time: two years (2 days)

Reach the ending [HE: Only its righteousness is done, so benevolence is the best]

[Tip: Is it the final data upload result (only this one time)? 】