[Inuyasha] Spider Silk

The human body is like a bag, with important muscles, blood vessels, and organs wrapped in thin skin.

Once the bag is breached, the contents will rush out.

The first was bright red blood, a large amount of blood gushed out from the body, Saori covered her abdomen with one hand, and held the stabbing blade at the last moment.

Blood overflowed from her fingers, she suddenly exerted force on her right hand, and with a click, the opponent's wrist was broken and deformed, Saori picked up the fallen short knife into her hand, swung it backhand, and the sharp blade sank into the opponent's neck, like a knife that was suddenly constricted. Thin wire, pull and twist.

The distorted head flew out suddenly, rolling to the ground with the splashed blood.

Gudong, Gudong, the monster's head rolled out like a ball, turned a few times and then turned towards her, laughing happily.

"...What a horrible woman."

The headless corpse fell to the ground, and the head stared straight at her with a strange grin on the corner of its mouth.

"But so what, you're going to die soon."

The monster let out a laugh that sounded like singing or crying, and kept cursing and resenting until it turned into ashes, its eyes were full of vicious malice.

"Go to hell."

The dagger fell to the ground with a clatter.

Saori covered the wound on her abdomen, and blood continued to ooze from her fingers. She had to admit that what the other party said might be true, internal organs ruptured, and the blood lost in a large amount quickly took away all the strength in her body, and even her vision began to blur. become dim.

The heart was beating violently in the chest cavity, frantically pumping blood to the body, and the rapid breathing was constantly amplifying on the eardrums, all her attention seemed to be shifted to the inside of the body, and the outside world seemed to be far away and distorted across the water.

...she can't die.

The pupils began to slack, and Saori tried in vain to hold the wound on her abdomen to prevent the ruptured internal organs from flowing out. She tried several times before she barely stood up while supporting the city wall.

...she can't die yet.

There was only one thought left in the blank brain, which repeated and echoed constantly, like the last string that could not be broken, pulling and maintaining the consciousness that was gradually sinking into the turbid quagmire.

If you want to die, you can't do it in this way.

Saori supported the city wall, and the rough wall scraped against her palm, but she couldn't feel anything, her blood-losing fingertips began to tingle, her body activated the defense mechanism, shielding the sharp burning pain in her abdomen, and the world seemed to have become a whole world. A silent pantomime.

In the turbulent dark clouds in the distance, there was a shimmer of evil spirit, and a dazzling thunder flashed in the dark sea of ​​clouds, briefly illuminating the gloomy sky.

The road in the city was twisted and twisted, and it seemed to be endlessly long. Yarn leaned against the city wall with no strength, and his forehead was pressed against the cold stone wall.

But she couldn't just die like this.

She hasn't said anything yet.

She hadn't given him her spring bouquet yet.

He just came back, and finally came back.

... She hadn't had time to say anything yet.

Saori left the city wall, staggered forward a few steps, and suddenly a figure appeared in the field of vision eroded by black spots.

"What's going on with this city?" A tall figure floated above the city wall, with white fluff winding behind him, the voice was clear and cold, like the beautiful and slightly cold moonlight.

Sesshomaru narrowed his golden eyes: "Where did Naraku go?"

He came following the unusual evil aura, the enchantment was removed from the city of Naluo, and the dark crowd of monsters circled and surged in the sky, and the strong monster aura was still clearly audible even from a long distance away.

Under the cover of the demonic aura, the smell of human blood seemed so insignificant.

Sesshomaru didn't even need to look at her, just by the smell of blood in the air, he knew that the other party was about to die.

Human beings are fragile and short-lived creatures. They don't have strong armor or strong demon power. Their fragile bodies can't resist the damage from the outside world. They will die soon after losing too much blood.

Naraku's avatar noticed the movement here, Sesshomaru floated in the air, his fingers curled up into claws, and the green demonic energy wandered and lingered between his fingers.

The moment he raised his hand, the turbulent miasma suddenly hit like a hurricane.

The frantic miasma covered the sky and destroyed the surrounding terrain in an instant.

Sesshomaru frowned, retracted his five fingers, tapped his toes, and in an instant he had retreated a distance of tens of feet.

The monster in the center of the miasma had a pale face, thick black curly hair hanging down her shoulders, Saori put down her hand covering her belly, and took a step forward.

One step is enough.

She raised her arms to hug Naluo, and pressed her face into his cold embrace.

He seemed to want to reach out to support her, his arms stretched halfway, and he hadn't had time to wrap around her back.

"... Naraku."

Saori knew that she couldn't die yet, but she was afraid that it would be too late.

"I love you so much."

One sentence emptied all the remaining strength in his body.

Saori relaxed, and her whole body softened. In a haze, she seemed to look up to see the dark sky, the red pupils that suddenly tightened, and her favorite, long black hair like flowing clouds .

She heard her own heartbeat stop beating.

Because I was really too tired, and suddenly I felt tired.

Saori leaned against her trembling chest and closed her eyes sleepily.

The wide palm pressed her abdomen, the soft organs were squeezed together, the blood that flowed out lost its temperature, and the sticky coolness seemed to scab, but she no longer felt the pain.

— finally freed.

— not yet dead.

Even those two consciousnesses that were constantly fighting each other gradually dimmed and disappeared in the quiet and spacious darkness.

Before losing consciousness, Saori faintly heard a strange roar.

She thought it was the monster's long howl of madness, and the shriek of dying before its head was cut off.

God no.

That voice speaks human language.

God no.

Her soul huddled into a small ball, quietly sleeping in her broken body.

"……no."

Kanna pinched the mirror, his unfocused eyes were full of panic waves.

"Can't take it out."

The blood-stained figure leaned against Naluo's arms soundlessly. No matter how she called, the soul in the body remained motionless, like a dead thing that would not respond.

The breath was gone, and so was the heartbeat.

died.

The youkai holding the corpse knows this better than anyone.

The head held up by Naluo, the neck folded back weakly, the blood overflowing from the abdomen slowed down, along the wrist resting on the wound, slowly condensed into bright red blood beads, dripping from the fingertips with a thud shattered into tiny blood spots.

The dark red pupils trembled and contracted, and there was a sound of something breaking inside Naraku's body, the human form below the shoulders suddenly peeled off, the sound of muscles and bones crackling and stretching continued to resound, and densely packed tentacles suddenly burst out of the skin in the next instant, Dark clouds frantically rushed towards the moon-white dog demon.

Sesshomaru drew his knife out of its sheath, and the shattered teeth rolled up a dazzling stream of light. The demonic and evil aura collided in the air. The sharp knife light cut through the tentacles, but more tentacles rushed up one after another, opening their fangs towards Sesshomaru's. The direction rushed.

The ground cracked like spider webs, Sesshomaru jumped into the air, snake-like tentacles chased after him, he swung the knife again, the knife aroused the furious thunder in the sky, the dazzling light shredded the dense tentacles, and suddenly slashed towards the face Twisted monster.

The purple-red barrier opened instantly, and with a sneering explosion, the saber energy that exploded teeth hit Naraku's barrier, and the aftermath of the shock swept away like mountains and seas.

The long curly black hair like algae was scattered behind his back, and the coiled tentacles swirled around his body. The pale monster looked at him gloomily, his dark red eyes did not fluctuate at all, as dead as a frozen lake.

"Give me your natural teeth."

The poisonous flames of hell surged under the frozen lake. Sesshomaru swung his knife to cut off Naraku's tentacles, but the twisted snake-like tentacles seemed endless. If one cluster was cut off, a new cluster would emerge, densely packed with bone spurs and The miasma skyrocketed at the center, like a huge cage buckled upside down.

Sesshomaru snorted coldly: "Do you want to seek death?"

The bone spurs broke, and the remaining limbs of the tentacles shattered one after another. The light of the broken teeth was wrapped in a majestic pressure like thunder, no matter how crazy the attack was, it couldn't touch the corner of his clothes.

Naraku laughed softly, the laughter permeating and crazy.

The piece of meat that fell on the ground suddenly condensed in one place, and the bone spurs that had pretended to be chopped up gathered into shape, caught off guard Sesshomaru's wrist holding the knife, and suddenly pulled him down.

The body parts cut off by the shattering teeth will not regenerate.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the open bone spur, and Sesshomaru quickly realized that Naraku tore his body apart, pretending that it was the part cut off by Bakushaya, and set a despicable trap while he was not paying attention.

The sound of the wind came, the bone spurs protruding from the ground opened their huge fangs, Sesshomaru freed up a hand, and the green demonic energy condensed into a long whip, crushing Naraku's attack at the last moment.

Just a momentary distraction, the tentacles wrapped around the wrist instantly regenerated and entangled the blade of Natural Fang.

"...It's useless." Sesshomaru's eyes froze, the barrier of the scabbard shook off the entangled tentacles, he clenched his teeth tightly, and was about to swing the knife again——

His natural teeth chattered.

The sword that could not kill anything in this world trembled and let out a long cry in the scabbard.

"..."

Sesshomaru slowly fell to the ground.

The natural teeth spread out the enchantment, and the radiance flowing like water forms a barrier, isolating the dark miasma and frantic tentacles.

He looked down at the natural teeth for a while, holding the blue handle with his slender fingers, and slowly pulled out the delicate long knife.

"……What do you want to do."

The purple-red enchantment was filthy and weird, Naraku stared at the dog demon walking over, his dark red pupils seemed to ooze blood.

Sesshomaru looked into his arms, the dead human had his eyes closed, was protected by Naraku's chest, and was not affected by the previous battle.If it weren't for the blood dripping from her abdomen, and the dark blood staining her sleeves red, she would have looked as if she had just fallen asleep.

"Natural teeth can't save her."

The tentacles that opened their fangs suddenly froze.

"……What's the meaning."

"This sentence, you should ask yourself."

He suddenly felt bored.

Sesshomaru knew he could kill Naraku now.

But it doesn't make sense to do so now.

"What did you do to this human?"

The killing pills are available only when they are ordered.

He put away his natural teeth and turned around without hesitation.

"Wait." Naraku suddenly said.

The white velvet tail floated up silently, Sesshomaru gave him a sideways glance, and said concisely:

"She's not dead yet."

……

Saori didn't know where she was.

The white space is filled with white mist, she vaguely remembers that she should be dead, but she doesn't remember how she died at all, and she doesn't remember why she appeared in this strange place as soon as she opened her eyes.

The hazy white mist was endless, she only vaguely remembered the name Saori, and when she looked around, there seemed to be a vague shadow in a place far, far away.

Those souls who were displaced like her walked slowly forward.

But where is the front?

the other side?

hell?

Or heaven?

Saori looked back, no one was queuing behind her.

All the souls are far away, covered by the white mist, looking from a distance like a shadow embedded in the snow field.

She took a few steps forward, and there was no shadow following her, nor did she make any echoes as she walked.

Sure enough, he is dead.

There was an inexplicable feeling in her heart, as if she had something important to do that she hadn't finished yet.

The mist flowed, and the white space began to move forward.

Saori took a step forward, and at that moment, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist.

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