How to use the god judge[Comprehensive]

"Xiaozhi is like light." The dark-haired young man's eyes were full of nostalgia, looking down at the blooming flower at hand, gently plucking its petals, full of pity.

"No matter how dark and narrow the space you are standing in, he can always shine on you through many obstacles, warm and firm."

One by one, no matter how you hide, the dark shadow will only become stronger.Because light cannot be destroyed, even if you trample it hard and use all kinds of means to tear it apart, it will be futile.

He clenched his hands tightly, and the bright red juice flowed between his fingers, and the crushed petals were ruthlessly thrown out of the window.Turning around, he sighed regretfully: "So, I can't leave him and want to be with him forever."

——The only way is to imprison him, lock him in a dark place, until he is almost invisible and dying, your soul will not be satisfied.

"Then you..." The young man's eyes finally fell on Hasebe, and he smiled and said, "Can you help me bring him back?"

"Follow the Lord's orders."

This was the last time he saw each other before the riot in the house.

The mission of Hasebe is to find the child who is like light.

"There is indeed light..." He narrowed his sour eyes, trying not to look directly into the child's eyes, as if he was afraid of being burned by it.There was only half of the tail left at the coccyx, and it was burning with astonishing pain, almost destroying its sanity.

The only thing I remember is the mission.

"No matter what, I will take you away..." He held the body that had been alienated to the point of bony spurs, and took a step forward, "Even if it is my life, I must fulfill my mission!"

A huge amount of black filth gushed out from his body, especially the injured tailbone, which was surrounded by groups, and soon a complete lower half was reborn, just sweeping lightly on the ground, brought up There was a gust of wind and dust.

"Master, be careful!"

His body was injured in many places, and he could only scream out in a hurry, but he couldn't move at all. He could only watch helplessly as the figure of the young god judge was completely submerged by the sandstorm.

But in the next second, the sand curtain was chopped off by a swing of the long knife, and it collapsed instantly, revealing the scene in it.I saw Taro Taidao hugging the judge with one hand, and holding the body that was still stained with a lot of dust in the other hand, looking directly at the fallen brown-haired sword indifferently.

Compared with the other six-vibration swords, his practice level is the highest, so he only suffered a slight injury so far.But compared to himself, he seemed to be more concerned and angry about the attack on the judge.

——It’s unforgivable to actually attack a young child!

Ignoring the powerful attack power of the judge who cut off the other party's tailbone, he put the child behind him to protect it, pointed the long knife in his hand at the Dark Falling Knife, and shouted: "Use your body to accept Wushuang's storm! "

This blow of the real sword was full of killing intent, almost a dazzling light flashed from the silver blade, and it slashed at the weakest chest of the opponent in an instant!

Although the way of opening and closing the knife seems slow, it gives people the illusion that there is nowhere to hide.Hasebe opened his blood-red eyes wide, flicked his long tailbone, and directly met this attack!

"Bang-bang-!"

It was obviously a blow, but there were several loud noises in succession. The two-meter-long Odachi was entangled tightly by the tail like a snake bone, and then it was pulled upwards forcefully, and it was actually thrown into the sky.

Taking advantage of the opponent's gap, the brown-haired sword stabbed forward directly with the alienated body, the agility of its movements was comparable to polarizing, and it touched Taro Taidao's neck in the blink of an eye!

With just one slash, let alone a broken skin, even a broken knife is not a problem.But he didn't even have time to draw a mark, the blade was pushed away by a huge force from bottom to top, and then a deep bone wound was cut on the side of his cheek.

...just to this extent!It doesn't matter at all to him!

He didn't dodge, and took advantage of the opportunity when he was closest to the god judge, he flicked his tail and rolled the opponent together with the great sword!

"Hmm!" The Otachi subconsciously holding Mayumi Sakurai in his arms let out a muffled groan, the hard bone spurs pierced into the body, and kept pushing inward, almost squeezing the internal organs.

"Give him to me, give him to me!" the fallen Da Dao yelled impatiently, his bright red eyes were about to bleed, and even his expression was contorted.

But Taro Tachi still hugged the person in his arms tightly, blocking all the damage with his body, and he didn't intend to let go at all.

His behavior intensified the other party's emotions even more, and the bone spurs pierced in and out like life, trying to bring him more torture.

"Unless I..." Before he could say death, his mouth was covered, and at the same time, those blood-colored eyes slowly lifted up, looking at him calmly.

"Don't say this word is still rotten in your stomach, it sounds very unlucky."

He felt the sweet smell of blood on his lips, and the burning sensation went all the way down his throat, like drinking a hot drink on a cold day, which made him tremble all over, and his arms couldn't help but loosen a gap.

"I've said it before, sometimes you are too serious, and it's easy to scare others." The young judge tilted his head and looked sideways at the manic Dark Falling Knife, with a mocking smile on his lips Meaning, "For example Hasebe-kun, even the hair all over his body is blown up."

The soft tone was completely opposite to his movements. The spiritual power that had been released just now had condensed into a golden halo, which was constantly expanding outward along his body.

The brown-haired man who seemed to have the upper hand froze for a moment, his whole body trembling instinctively as if he had encountered a natural enemy.He wanted to run subconsciously, but the deep-rooted thoughts in his mind kept clamoring—people who can't fulfill their mission are not qualified to run away at all!All he can do is fight!fighting!Fight to the death!

Even though his teeth were chattering, he still stood still and tried to curl his tailbone tighter.The abundant golden spiritual power didn't give him the slightest chance, it was like an invisible big hand that easily took off his strength and began to invade from the cracks in the bones.

"No, no, no—!" The fear close at hand finally made him scream instinctively, but it didn't help at all. The burning pain seemed to be fine needles, stabbing and stabbing on the nerves, trying to Weave them into a web from which no one can escape.

He was desperate like an insect caught in a net, wishing he could run away with his limbs waving.But the body that was frozen in place couldn't be controlled at all, and he couldn't do anything except tremble and sweat.

"Should you come to get my blood for that person?" Moved his palm away from Odachi's lips, Mayumi Sakurai raised his fingers, as if provocative, bit the skin with his teeth, and let the blood flow along The wrist drips slowly.

Pressing and cutting Canggu's scalp went numb, and he moved forward almost uncontrollably, trying to catch the sweet liquid with his mouth.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he was attracted instinctively, and wanted more...

But before he could continue to approach, a long wooden knife touched his shoulder, and he was slowly inserting it in like a play.His numb nerves couldn't feel the normal pain, but the spiritual power that flooded in after him made the flesh and blood riddled with holes throbbing like it was about to melt.

——Will he just die like this, but compared to what happened before, being treated like this is really too gentle...

"It fits so well with my aura. It seems that the results of the experiment are unexpectedly perfect." As he spoke praise-like words, Mayumi Sakurai's expression became more mocking, almost to the point of not covering it up.He looked down condescendingly, and his blood-stained fingers slid across the opponent's face in pity, "But do you know, with the ordinary body of Fu Sangshen, there is no way to inherit my blood. You will fester into a ball sooner or later The turbid qi can only wander between the world and hell, but it will never be liberated."

"Why... what..." Every word he said was hoarse and full of corruption, as if squeezed out of a dilapidated bellows.

The other party moved his lips, but made no sound.With a pair of bright red eyes open, he struggled to catch every mouth shape, and finally pieced together the sentence completely——

"Because I am a demigod, I am not allowed to have descendants and believers, even if it is just a forgery."

The sound of the wind blowing seemed to become extremely blurred, and everything in the outside world seemed to be far away from him, but this sentence was clearly imprinted in his mind.

This god judge said that he is a demigod, this is really... a shocking joke!No one would believe such a thing, but such a scene inexplicably gave him the illusion that the other party was not lying...

The chaotic brain seemed to be poured into a basin of cold water, and he became sober in an instant. He felt that all his senses and senses were coming back, but the pain that followed became more and more intensified, as if his body was being straightened piece by piece. Like dismemberment.

His tailbone lost strength, completely loosening the grip on the enemy, and he could only hang powerlessly to the ground.

Odachi's body softened, and he managed to hold on so that he didn't fall to the ground, and his left hand still tightly hugged the child in his arms.The young god judge didn't struggle, but just lowered his eyes and looked at the brown-haired knife kneeling on the ground with pity.

"Look, the aftereffects have appeared. The purpose of that man to keep you is to continue to observe the data. He must be watching this good show in a corner now. It is as bad as ever."

"No, I wasn't abandoned! No! It's the master who trusts me so...!" Even the strength to kneel down was about to disappear, Dark Falling Knife covered his head in pain, and wailed like a trapped animal.

——Obviously he has endured so many painful experiments, and survived with strong willpower among many companions, just to get the approval of his master, but in the end, is he just a tool that can be thrown away?Just like back then, will he never be able to escape this fate?

Not reconciled, not reconciled, not reconciled!