His Majesty the Demon King and her sword

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the round moon hanging in the sky is surprisingly bright. There are very few such bright nights in this maru. There was a hint of darkness, but the clouds around the bright moon showed a faint yellow color, and the halo around the bright moon was not soft white, but a faint layer of pinkish white, so light that it was almost impossible to see that it was pinkish white.

In the silent Honmaru, the silence is as usual, and the commotion dormant in the darkness is still waiting for an opportunity.

Several pairs of eyes are staring at the clock hanging on the wall, watching the second hand keep moving, watching the minute hand move slowly, there has never been a moment as difficult as this moment.All the thoughts in the heart must be put into reality, the inner anxiety and the desire to die are all on this clock that is staring at the clock.

"Da da da--"

The sound of the clock moving has never been so clear as it is now, as if hitting the heart.The second hand, minute hand, and hour hand made a "click" at the same time, and overlapped together, pointing to "12".

The pupils of all the Fusangshen who were paying attention narrowed suddenly, and at the same time, the calling bell of Honmaru rang violently, piercing the silence in the night, and the sudden sound seemed to be creeping out, and the hairs stood on end, not only because of fear, but also because of excitement.

Ranto Shiro jumped up violently, carefully hid the dagger under the clothes he was wearing, and then rushed towards the room of the god judge following the guidance of the summoning bell.

Along with Ranto Shiro, there are all the swords that can move in the main pill, but I have no doubts, the first to arrive may only be the Fusangshen who have been paying attention, and the fastest among them is the short sword Ranto Shiro.

In the darkness passing around, something seemed to be growing in the dark, and the wind gradually picked up. On the dark road, there were only tall trees waving their thick branches, and the round moon hanging on the top of the trees. The layer of pinkish white halo became deeper and deeper, and a faint red light was faintly revealed.

Ranto Shiro was running fast under his feet, and he heard a lot of footsteps in his ears, he pursed his lips, his dark blue eyes were condensed, his excellent night vision ability allowed him to see the point of strength, and he jumped directly onto the branch , and then kicked his feet, using his strength to jump high again, after several jumps, he was already very close to the room of the inquisitor.

Sure enough, the last Fusangshin who arrived first was Ranto Shiro.

After arriving, Ranto Shiro was secretly surprised that such a strong dark aura could not be felt from the outside at all. A mass of dark dark aura surrounded the entire room of the interrogator, depending on the situation inside. I don't know, I can only feel the strong dark breath that makes Dao's heart palpitate.

Ranto Shiro was surprised but looked at the pale judge leaning on the railing with a blank expression. There was a vibrating knife inserted into his abdomen covered with his hand, and he could faintly see blood stains flowing along the blade, spreading The speed is very fast, and it can be seen that he has suffered a very serious injury.

Nai Yue, whose face was pale due to excessive blood loss, didn't know who it was, and said directly: "Use this vibration knife, go in and kill Fu Sangshen inside! Then break this vibration knife! How dare you hurt me. ....It's just an ant!" The tone was vicious and indifferent, and the beautiful face was terribly distorted.

Nazuki didn't show mercy to herself, and pulled out the knife stuck in her abdomen forcefully, throwing it to Ranto Shiro.

In her heart, she didn't worry at all that Rantoshiro would not do what she said, and she knew exactly what kind of sword Awataguchi was!It is extremely normal to betray a so-called companion for the sake of a brother, Ranto Shiro's brothers are all in her hands, no matter how much he hates her, Ranto Shiro will not dare to betray.

Ranto Shiro held the knife in silence, and walked into the place shrouded in dark aura without saying a word.

The dark breath surrounds Ranto Shiro, trying to penetrate into his body, but he can't get in anyway. All the swords in this pill are cursed by Nazuki, and they will automatically absorb the dark energy produced in their bodies. The fallen power was gathered in one place for her to use, that's why Nazuki dared to let Ranto Shiro in.

"It really is you, Qingjiang with a smiling face." Ranto Shiro stopped in front of Fu Sangshen who had been distorted beyond human form, with a complicated tone.

Fu Sangshen in front of him had hair that grew wildly to his waist, his original heterochromatic pupils turned bloody and violent red, his back was swollen, bone spurs grew on his arms and legs, and his face was covered with black spells. Fu Sangshen's original appearance could not be seen, the white attire on his body had been dyed red, but Fu Sangshen was leaning on the wall with a calm expression, as if he didn't care about the situation in front of him.

Seeing that the Fu Sangshen who came was indeed Ranto Shiro, Qingjiang seemed to laugh on his smiling face, but his face was so hideous and terrifying, he said in a hoarse voice: "Ranto Shiro... .You're still here."

Rantoshiro didn't know what expression to use to face him, so he simply remained expressionless.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Qing Jiang didn't care about the smiling face, but continued: "I know what you want, and now that thing is in my body, according to what the God Judge said, use my body," He pointed and was held by Ranto Shiro

Wakizashi said, "Cut open my abdomen, it's there, use my body to prevent it from getting out of control, after all, my body is also me."

"The god judge...I put a certain curse on her, and she can't undo it. She probably won't have so much time to pay attention to Honmaru in the past few days. This is the only chance..."

After a part of the speech, the smiling Qingjiang was a little exhausted. He took a few short breaths before continuing: "Then, you use your own body, no matter what method you use, so that Yaki Hasebe can't say a word, and you can't say anything." Move freely." He motioned Ranto Shiro to look at Hasebe, who was staring at them weakly.

"It's up to you how you do it. If you want to keep him alive, it's not impossible. After all, he was just bewitched..."

After explaining everything, the smiling Qingjiang seemed relieved, he slumped his body, closed his eyes, and said lazily: "Let's do it..." He smiled, "I didn't expect the white clothes on my body to turn out in the end. I wear it for myself..."

Rando Shiro's hand holding the smiling Qingjiang body trembled uncontrollably, obviously he had been looking forward to something for an unknown amount of time, but he flinched at the moment, but he knew he couldn't shrink back, all hope was here.

The moment before stabbing the knife in, Ranto Shiro leaned into the smiling Qing Jiang's ear and asked softly, "Why do you want to help us?"

Even if it is his own body sword, he can kill himself... Smiling Qingjiang snorted, his powerless body trembling and curled up because of the pain, and when he heard Ranto Shiro's words, he showed another distorted smile , stumbled and said: "Why... Maybe it's because I want to find someone who can collect my body... Or maybe... I want to apologize, atone for my crime... what Yes, who knows..." In the end he seemed to laugh at himself, his empty red pupils looked at the void where something seemed to exist and nothing existed, and he murmured, "I will cut you all the way. Killing countless people...Naturally, this kind of thing will happen...That's, that's it."

The breath of darkness gradually dissipated, but the wind in Honmaru was getting stronger, the moonlight in the sky had completely turned red, filled with bloody ominousness, and only expressionless faces appeared in front of Naizuki and the swords. Ranto Shiro, who was standing there covered in blood, and Kikiri Hasebe, who was lying on the ground with blood stains.

Ranto Shiro walked up to Nazuki, his face was stained red with blood, and his short orange hair was dripping with blood. He held Wakizashi in his hand that broke into two sections: "Fortunately, you have fulfilled your mission. Lord God Judge, the smiling face of Qingjiang has already been smashed."

The author has something to say: Note: White attire, in Japanese, means—the ritual clothing of the shrine or the shroud of the dead. Qingjiang is not a magic sword, but a spiritual sword, so I think it is the latter here, so Qingjiang said "for I wear it myself" is what it means.

What is Qingjiang's "atonement" will be mentioned later.

This dungeon seems to be quite long, and Sera and Yaoyan have never played much, but this is a very important node. Some of the foreshadowing in the previous article will start to unfold here.

Babies, hit me softly QAQ

good night!