Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

The sound didn't end, the thunder never fell, and the mountains shook!

From an invisible place in the void, there was a huge, unignorable, violent sound of hitting a solid wall.

Strong air convection gushed out from the broken cracks, and it seemed that the stormy waves hit the shore again, and the flood broke the embankment.

The spiritual power that was compressed to the extreme and released suddenly released a shimmering light uncontrollably, and then was pulled out a long twisted light band, converging towards the cracks in the void.

Under the veil of the air current, everyone, including the self-regarding ghost of winding up, could not help but feel the horror of being targeted by an unknown existence.

The meandering bands of light seemed to be stopped at this moment, and then, the power of control fell, they bowed their heads and bowed their heads, gathering neatly towards the uppermost sky, and the next second, the ball of light exploded!

Surrounded by blue flames, an unformed giant stepped out of the shattered void.

The phantom is solidified, the battle bones proliferate, and the wings stretch out from behind.

Then the flames continued, the tarsus went up, the flesh filled the bones, and the meridians ran through the whole body.

With the addition of the hunting robe and the scaled armor covering it, this kick finally hit the ground.

With a purple-black thundercloud on his head, this ghost-god with the appearance of a tengu let out a roar of coming into the world——

"—!"

Nothing to be heard, nothing to be looked at, the lonely battlefield Shura——

"Mr. Madara?"

Above the faint blue flame, the pair of red round and angry eyes slightly lowered their eyes and 'looked' at me.

"Clang!" This is the sound of the shuriken falling to the ground.

Seeing Susano's entire face clearly, I widened my eyes in disbelief.

As we all know, Susano, who consumes a lot of energy, is almost the god of death who devours Chakra's life endlessly, but if the caster is strong enough, it is the patron saint of the caster.

Or guarding the side of the caster, but more of a core that protects the caster in the middle of the forehead, obeying his master's will, it is a hard shield and a sharp spear.

However, Susanoku, who violently broke through the space barrier and passed through the space storm, has the forehead in the middle, and the inside of the five squares——

is empty.

A crimson, unquenchable flame burns on it.

This is the only red color besides the tengu's eyes.

It is also the trace left by me at the beginning.

This is... my Susanoo.

--what.

This nearly full body Susanoo is really too tall, too tall, so that if you want to face the smallest me, you have to completely lower your head and look down.

'He' held out his hand to me.

I vaguely guessed what 'his' was going to do next, and tentatively stretched out my hands——

But this is also...

The girl who was wrapped up and supported was muttering to herself in the air where no one could see, and the scalding liquid, which was different from the cold rain, fell drop by drop.

"——you really...you really...too indulge me..."

The blue giant's hand curled indiscernibly for a moment, and then sent the girl who was covering her eyes into the core of her forehead.

'He' is silently conveying a meaning:

The weapon is given to you, and the strength is also given to you. Now, go and get back your place.

……

I looked around at the commanding height field of vision that I had never imagined before, and magically and instinctively controlled the control of this magical weapon.

Lightly tapping on the Chakra bones in front of him, accompanied by the hard knocking sound, is still cold, familiar and reassuring.

I laughed silently.

——I won’t let you down.

First, there must be a weapon——

When my heart urgently needs it, even in deep sleep, my half body still gives the most timely response.

"jingle--"

In the depths of the contract, the knife bell rang without wind, I assumed the posture of raising the knife, and grabbed it in the air!

Below, my wife Zenitsu, who kept her five senses sharp, supported the seriously injured Yoshiyuki Tomioka, retreating again and again, until the border of the peach blossom forest, the tengu giant still clearly visible, with his bare hands, volleyed in the air——

When the red fire on the forehead suddenly became strong, a large naginata magnified hundreds of times, burning the same red fire, landed in the palm of 'his'.

——Yan Rongxian!

"It's simply...the power of the gods..."

No one echoed this sentence, and in the distance, the Moon Warrior who was being targeted by the Tengu had already launched an attack first.

After the 'boy' called out 'brother', 'he' did get a full response.

The minefield belonging to Hei Si Mou was also trampled on.

"Brother...brother—!" The endless fire of resentment completely detonated this taciturn one.

"In this world where the strongest is already dead, in this world where he is already dead..." The Ghost of the Winding Century Sword said paranoidly and angrily, "Except for him, I will not lose to anyone, even gods—— "

"Breath of the Moon · Fourteenth Form!"

Countless huge crescent-shaped blades flattened the curved peach forest, and at the same time, countless giant crescent-shaped blades spun and cut, soaring into the sky.

"——Cruel Change · The Sky is Full of Slender Moons!"

It's not over yet, as Hei Si Mou, who has been the chief of Shangxian for a hundred years, is indeed worthy of the term "excellent swordsmanship". He leaps up with the help of ghost's strong physical ability, and his jumping ability is so extreme that it is almost as high as the giant's chest. .

Its speed was so fast that the ghost blade that had just been used before could not catch up with it. The dark purple moon blade that formed floated behind him in pieces, and the crescent moon in the sky surrounded the six-eyed warrior. Staying in the air, he drew the blade again ——

"Breath of the Moon Nine Shapes!"

Continuously intertwined and random number of invisible slashes, with countless staggered blade winds, and the same round moon blade flanking from the air, the retreat of the unmoving Tengu was firmly sealed.

"——Jiangyue Lianmian!"

The tengu giant surrounded by Oni Moon Blades finally moved.

The blue flame wings stretched out under the dark sky, 'he' held the front end of the handle of the big naginata engraved with the four characters "killing evil spirits" on the blade with one hand, turned the direction, and the hurricane rolled up the rainstorm and flower petals, The giant skyrocketed.

The flaming blade of the transformed naginata is as wide as a mirror, and the oni holding the gun on its side is printed below.

Seeing his own figure at this moment, Heishi Mou looked very much like the person he once hated.

——But that person never had these three pairs of crazy eyes.

...Yes, they were originally twins.

Twins who were supposed to be extremely similar.

But that person is like the sun, all those who approach him can only look at him from afar, longing, and stretch out their hands in vain, but they can't get any closer.

Hundreds of years have passed, the faces of parents have been blurred, and the faces of wives and children can no longer be remembered.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The most vivid person in his memory is still the face of the person he most wants to forget.

"Yuanyi—!"

——Only you are as bright as ever.

Why did he stubbornly come to look for this 'boy' alone without following the command of that adult.

Because of the flame pattern, the scarlet red knife that looks like the breath of the sun, or the eyes that are similar to the person in memory?

What is this anger and unwillingness for?

But the Tengu giant won't give him time to think.

The pair of wings flapped and flew up, soaring high, almost submerged in the clouds, then turned around, retracted the wings, and swooped down like a hunting eagle——

Hei Si Mou - this warrior who used to be named Ji Guo Yansheng, the moment his opponent made a move, he realized that this blow would undoubtedly defeat him.

You once said that those who are poor will return to the same place.

But I'm destined not to get where you are.

The giant tengu galloping down tore apart the thick cloud layer, and beams of sunlight penetrated through the cracks. Behind the giant, the noon sun disc, which had not been seen for hundreds of years, protruded from the cloud layer.

The sun is on the side of the tengu, and the moon...

The small, dust-like Moon Blades were all crushed by the impact of the blade, and the red sun wheel drawn by the huge crimson blade had already cut off the saber named Xukushenqu, followed by half of the hand and arm. , half of the body...

——Tengu eats the moon.

"No! I don't admit it!"

The hideous mass of flesh from the broken half of the arm grew out again at a rapid speed.

"Why! Why are you always so strong!"

Inverted bones, misplaced facial features, layered granulation, this regenerated half is actually uglier than a ghost.

"I gave up my family, became a ghost, and finally abandoned the Bushido spirit..."

"Even the only breath of the moon is about to be lost..."

Misplaced vision, disordered memory, this fallen warrior wailed to the burning sun:

"...What was it born into this world for?"

"Tell me..."

"Zheng-"

The ear-piercing sound of the pipa sounded, and the leaning monster fell into the layers of attics.

However, the blade falling from the sky will not stop because of this.

It has already reached this level, but no one is willing to give up all previous efforts.

The huge flame blade carried by the Tengu giant slashed straight down, pierced through the layers of sliding doors, and penetrated into a certain existence hidden in the depths——

With the expected screams and terrified reprimands, I took this opportunity to get out of Susano, using this momentum to accelerate again, and raised my knife to cut!

Down below, one of the tenacious lower strings still refused to give up and grabbed me——

Sudden proliferation of tentacles and granulation protruded from the side of the door, intending to bind the person who couldn't control his figure in the air.

--trap!

That door greedily refused to close for a long time, seeing that the prey that was missing in mid-air was about to be caught.

The blue chakra within the limit gradually disappeared, and I fell wearily and unwillingly——

Worse, it is really difficult to control Susano, who does not belong to me, the consumption of consciousness is too great, and the body has begun to lose control.

First...don't sleep...

I struggled to maintain the last sliver of sobriety, trying to get out of the siege.

In the upper back, the chakra giant that lost its controller turned into a translucent figure that was about to dissipate.

The neat combat uniform, covered with red armor, and under the loose long black hair, are connected by three straight-edged hooks into a line. The kaleidoscope is as sharp as a blade and rotates at high speed, locking onto the ghost in the infinite city who can no longer see his original appearance. .

It seemed that he wanted to engrave his appearance deeply in his memory.

"You can't even dance, it's really ugly."

This man who has output a large amount of chakra and forcibly broke the world wall still has spare power, forcefully bearing the pressure of this world and the pulling force of the original world, and seals:

Zi, Chou, Xu, Wu, Shen, Hai, Yin.

The raging fire, like sea water, poured into the wooden sliding door first.

"——Fire Escape · Huo Huo Quench!"

The air flow that is softer than the wind caresses the top of my hair, but it just dissipates invisible when it is about to touch my forehead.

At the end of my memory, I heard a sentence:

"Nice job, Flower."