The strongest witch is a boy [Comprehensive]

Corresponding to such a sword of Damocles, what terrifying power should the "royal" who can summon this sword have?

While some people were still thinking about this issue, the Taoist priestess who saw this vision at the closest distance had already sensed the danger. She hurriedly urged Abe Seimei to leave, but due to the lack of air, the voice could not be transmitted. When she wanted to When she understood this and held Abe Seimei's hand and used spiritual power to convey her thoughts, she was thrown away by a huge force.

Even with the power of anti-goddess, Fengyin was powerless to resist. When she was blown into the air by the wind and watched the giant sword quickly disappear from her field of vision, she belatedly realized that there was something extra in front of her. .

The god mirror Riyu, shining with the sun's brilliance, faithfully guards her, as well as the Onmyoji beside her.

Feng Yin and Abe Seimei looked at each other, and felt a similar fear at this moment, but neither of them spoke, as if they were afraid that once such a guess was made, it would come true.

When the spell cast on the two disappeared, they stopped in the sky, looking down at the ground, and the red sword of Damocles still remained in their field of vision.

The next moment, the gorgeous long sword rusted rapidly in the flames, making a muffled sound like an old machine before it was damaged, and slowly fell towards the ground.

The speed of the fall seemed to be slower than the fallen leaves, but at this moment such slowness only brought deeper fear.

Fengyin was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to rush back to Daofan, but Abe Seimei grabbed her wrist firmly.

"It's useless. Shuo Jun...he...too tired...he wants to rest."

"That's not the kind of eternal sleep, is it?! When the sword of Damocles falls, even the Son of God will die! What's more-Shuo Jun doesn't even want Riyu! He doesn't want to be the Son of God! He doesn't want to survive at all— !"

Fengyin's tears welled up in an instant.

"I didn't expect...I didn't expect...it would be like this...It's my fault, let me die with Mr. Shuo..."

Abe Seimei frowned fiercely, and simply used the immobilization technique to stop the Taoist priestess.

"The gods of Huangquan must last until the end, otherwise, if the reincarnation gets out of control, the world will be over. Izanami's life is already asleep, you can't die."

Fengyin burst into tears and couldn't make a sound.

"I am alive...protecting this world...but I want to see Mr. Shuo die? If there is no Mr. Shuo, I would have... reached this point...Mr. Shuo still wants to protect us...but I don't want to survive..."

The white-haired demon fox didn't say anything, just watched the red long sword fall for a moment.

As it fell, the sword of Damocles collapsed faster and faster, and it seemed that the tip of the sword would be completely decayed and shattered before it touched the ground.

No matter how slow the falling speed is, there is still a moment of end.

At that moment, the red light suddenly lit up, illuminating the entire world, swallowing up all other colors, and the powerful energy impact set off a strong wind, which was so intense that it seemed to blow away the entire Izumo.

When the light faded, Abe Seimei suddenly realized that it might have really blown away the entire Izumo.

There is only a huge sinkhole left in the place that originally belonged to the Izumo Kingdom.

The dust and smoke have not yet dissipated, and the ground is in chaos.

Strangely, Abe Seimei saw the afterimage of the spiritual power from a moment ago.

At the point where the sword of Damocles was pointing, the young man covered in flames raised his head, as if seeing someone from such a long distance, with a gentle smile, at first glance, it looked a bit like he had seen someone thousands of years ago "Mr. Shuo", but the sarcasm between his eyebrows is different from the past.

The boy opened his mouth several times, obviously talking about something.

Abe Seimei recognized the mouth shape, and when he read that sentence, he couldn't say anything.

——I don't destroy the world, at least, I can destroy myself.

When the dust settled, Fengyin was already hoarse from crying, and quickly landed, searching desperately, but found nothing, except for such a huge pit, there was nothing left.

Shenjing Riyu gave off a faint light in Fengyin's hand.

The surrounding space distorted momentarily, and the maiden in white fell out of the space tunnel, looking at the crying goddess lying on the ground in amazement.

"... Daoist... Your Highness the Goddess?"

Fengyin raised her head in astonishment, only a large area of ​​white and red appeared in her blurry vision, she lowered her head and wiped her face, only then did she see who it was.

"Kyoko... are you back?"

"Yes. What's wrong here?" Miko Kyoko looked around suspiciously, "Is this the sanctuary of Taoism? Why..."

Fengyin didn't want to answer, and threw the question to Abe Seimei.

Onmyoji reluctantly accepted the topic.

"As you can see, this place was destroyed by a huge force. The entire Izumo Kingdom has been affected."

Kajiwara Kyoko nodded, and asked: "I know, what I'm curious about is, what kind of huge power can cause such destruction? Now the gods are sleeping one by one..."

"...the royal power broke out."

Abe Seimei reached out to support Fengyin.

The Taoist sanctuary has been destroyed like this, and Izumo's mutation will soon attract the attention of "human beings", and it will be troublesome where to hide next.

"The royal power exploded..." Kyoko Kajihara was silent for a moment, then suddenly his face darkened, "Is it... from another world... Jingjun? I heard His Royal Highness Ye Wang said that Jingjun is the Scarlet King... What's the matter, why? Will something like this happen?"

Abe Seimei said with a wry smile: "It took a little time to talk about this matter."

Kajiwara Kyoko nodded slightly.

"Then trouble you."

No matter how this world continues, it has nothing to do with Shiina Kyo.

In the sea of ​​flames that filled the sky, he thought of how many times he had dreamed of such a scene.

The sky was gloomy, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in mist, only under his feet was the boundless sea of ​​flames.

The huge and gorgeous long sword hangs in the air, and the red flame is wrapped around the long sword, and it seems to be drilled out of the sword body. The flame is getting hotter and brighter, and the sparks are constantly extinguishing and blooming .

In the blink of an eye, the originally gorgeous long sword suddenly rotted and rusted as if it had experienced thousands of years of wind and frost, revealing the ominous black inside.

The long sword fell slowly.

That was indeed a "precognitive dream"...

Shiina Jing looked up at the sword of Damocles that belonged to the Red King falling, and was still in the mood to think that the King of Gold would not have to worry about the damage caused by the falling sword of the Red King—this is another world anyway.As for whether the gold king of this world is worried, what does that have to do with him?

No matter how carefully he restrained his emotions, maintained his rationality, and restrained his strength, it turned out that the destruction of the Sword of Damocles could come so quickly, it only took a split second.

Shiina Kyo almost welcomed the sword of Damocles that belonged to her with joy.

The world needs him, fate needs him, so it doesn't matter who sacrifices, he must survive?

For this, Reiko must die.

He must live.

How can there be such a natural "must".

He is not a puppet of fate, even if he was chosen as the envoy of Earth Dragon Seven, he did not accept his fate.

——Are you going to destroy the world?

——No, I just want to destroy myself.

Let the fate of "Shiina Kyo" end here, what will be the consequences, so what?

He can't save Reiko, at least, he can die with Reiko.

The impact of the sword of Damocles can destroy even the soul.

That's fine too.

Body and spirit are gone, and nothing will remain.

From the very beginning, "Shiina Kyo" was an "accident" of fate—then, it's time for this "accident" to stop.

The sea of ​​flames on the ground suddenly became more intense, rising from the ground, completely engulfing the sword of Damocles that was about to fall.

The endless blood and fiery red flooded Shiina Kyo's mind, and he closed his eyes with peace of mind, waiting for the inevitable end.

The darkness took Shiina Kyo's mind away.

Asakura was just relieved to send away the witch Kyoko from another world, when a bloody pentagram suddenly appeared on the back of his left hand, he couldn't laugh at all.

The headwind of Yin Yang only happens when the spell is broken.

This doesn't happen because time or space blocks the spell, which means...

The yin and yang technique he had imposed on Shiina Kyo in the past completely disappeared.

Impossible, that person is both the Red King and the Son of God, and the last Red King of the Mibu clan, how could he die so easily?

Asakura couldn't care less about the pain of bleeding from the back of his hand. After the initial panic, he reached out and pressed his left shoulder - there was a mark like the emblem of the Red Clan on Rito Shibata's left arm.He had inadvertently come into contact with the flames of the "Red King". He was not burned and became a member of the Red Clan.

If the king is dead, the emblem of the past will disappear, but now the emblem is still there, and the "red king" should still be alive.

However, since "Jingzi" from another world has gone back, why didn't "Jingjun" come back?

The simplest answer to this question was something Ma Cang really didn't want to accept, so he changed his mind and went back to find the white-haired boy.

——The ability to communicate with myself in the parallel world can come in handy at this time.

Because of the disappearance of "Shiina Jing", many people took action. However, this news was concealed from the outside world more closely than the disappearance of Peng Gelie's tenth generation. "Myself.

A few nights later, someone knocked on the door of Shiina's villa.

Rito Shibata put away all his worries and went to answer the door as if nothing had happened.

"Good night, the young master has already rested, please come back tomorrow if you have anything to do."

The woman dressed as a priestess outside the door did not retreat in spite of the difficulties, and saluted Shibata Rito, holding a golden necklace pendant in both hands.

"...I am here to send... back to the place where His Royal Highness Yaoguang used to live."

When Shibata Rito saw the pendant, he immediately recognized what it was, and grabbed Miko's wrist in surprise.

"Where did you get this?"

The Taoist priestess raised her head, her eyes filled with tears.

"... Huangquan..."

Rito Shibata was so shocked that he forgot to speak.

Zhou Fangzun walked out with a cold face, and said impatiently: "What kind of a mess again, get rid of him early, we have to discuss where to find someone tomorrow—" When he noticed the golden pendant, he rushed Going over, "It's that guy's. He never leaves his body..."

Zhou Fangzun couldn't continue.

He had already guessed the closest answer.

Night Breeze had never been so cold.

The two members of the Chi clan stood in the cold wind for a long time in a daze before they remembered to invite them into the house for detailed questioning.