[Comprehensive] Happy Immortal

[Although that goddess is the filthy goddess of Huangquan... But I have to say, that energy is indeed very well integrated with you. 】

"But I can't beat this goddess, how can I get the other party's energy?"

【Master Haruka, there is no rule that an artifact can only be named by one god, and that is why Nora came into being. 】

The scattered cloth provided Haruka who turned into a sword with a chance to peek at the outside world, and the water mirror made of stone slabs showed the current situation.

"Ebisu was sent out." Haruka hugged her knees, putting all her weight on IBM.

【Are you worried about that god of misfortune? 】Slate did not say that at this time his master clenched his hands tightly and frowned, looking nervous and worried, but silently turned Shui Jing to Yato's direction.

"How long will it take for the seal to be lifted?"

[Only a moment left. 】

What kind of pain does it feel to be stabbed by an artifact?

Probably it is similar to the pain of being burned by flames. Unlike An Wu, who is infected by demons and can be cured completely, the pain of being stabbed can only be relieved but not completely eliminated. After all, artifacts are made by human beings after death. If the evil thoughts born are not eliminated, An Wu who stabbed the master will always exist.

"The pain flew away, Yato, can you still hold on?" Carefully bandaged the large area of ​​infection on the ankle, just like when she was a child, Fei Yin sat next to Yato and him on the ground.

This guy, Feiyin, seems to have never stabbed him... In terms of being an artifact, I have to say... Wait!So what am I still thinking about at this time!

Yato looked at the magic weapon beside him that had kept the appearance of a little girl for hundreds of years, and after realizing it, he patted his wounded place fiercely, surprised that he could still think wildly in such a crisis, for his spirit at this time The state has a new understanding.

Being left in Huangquan is probably a dead end, and the God of Misfortune who cannot be replaced also means death.

No one can remember that such a small god existed in this world before... Yato grabbed the spot on the back of his neck that was stained with Anwu, and now he didn't even have a chance to regret it.

"Yayin... No... Haruka..." He grabbed the Taidao hanging from his waist, his face was already covered with many black and purple scars, and he managed to pull out a smile: "I'm sorry, you let me you also……"

"Yato, here they come."

"Really, I don't even leave time for others to say my last words... Come here, Scarlet Artifact."

Most of the lakes around the shrine are regarded as the place where the gods descended. Even if they are not in awe, the surrounding residents and shrine managers will give the highest level of protection.

But the lake that opened the wind cave has lost its previous vitality. There are strange monsters wandering around. The death energy and negative emotions of Huangquan spew out, representing the opening of the wind cave. The purple beam of light makes the surrounding air environment turbid. a bit.

Human beings cannot go to the underworld through the wind hole.

It would be fine if Saiki Kusuo was sent to Takamahara's divine books after his death, but the current god of superpowers is just a human being with flesh and blood.

Gao Tianyuan's strongest warrior, Bishamonten, has already gone to Huangquan, but everyone present knows that facing the only god of Huangquan, it may be more or less ominous, and what is even more serious is that the wind cave that was forcibly opened by the artifact is now... It is shrinking and disappearing at an abnormal speed, and the wind hole sealed by Izanami can only be opened for more than ten seconds now.

"There is a way to bring Yato back from Huangquan."

No one can hurt its absolute ruler in Huangquan.

The already scarred Fujin God was tied up, and Bishamonten, who had lost his blessing, was the best target for Queen Huangquan.

The monsters who feed on artifacts are carnival, and the humanoid monsters directly led by Izanami live in the deepest part of the underworld. Unlike ordinary unconscious monsters who can go out through the wind hole, they are trapped in the underworld together with the goddess of filth. The monsters in the book also enjoyed countless years of loneliness and hunger.

Echoing his own leader, the demon hidden in the darkness either stood or crawled, and stepped forward to grab the Valkyrie covered in divine weapons.

In the underworld that no outsider knew about, the scene of monsters eating the artifact was staged. The gods roared, no matter how hard they struggled, the hard silk threads made of hair on their bodies still couldn't break free.

"Izanami." Suddenly someone said, it was a soft voice that was different from the young teeth of everyone present.

"This voice is..." Yato paused for a while, and he stared blankly at the shimmering sword at his waist.

"Ah... I'm sorry, I played too much." The goddess of Huangquan was not annoyed when the nameless artifact called her real name directly. There was even a hint of sobbing in his voice.

The goddess of Huangquan who turned into dry bones carefully covered her face, and when she put down her clothes, the illusion used to deceive outsiders was activated again, and the surrounding demons also stopped their eating movements, and they were caught by their own gods at this time. The demon who was affected by the excitement also laughed happily.

"I'm here to pick you up~" The goddess of filth pulled the hair in her hand vigorously, and pulled the bundled Ye Fighting God over there.

"I'm here to pick you up~Yao~" The closer she got to the god, the more excited Izanami became. She called out the name of her "friend", the one who called her a friend for the first time in tens of thousands of years remote name.

The food from Huangquan brought by Izanami was casually thrown in Yichang. If you can’t eat Huangquan’s food, you don’t have to stay in Huangquan. This should be a time to be happy, but Yato has no more time to come now. Think about some of these.

"Hey! Haruka! What are you doing! You bastard!"

The sword at the waist was wrapped in white light, which was the phenomenon when the artifact changed from a weapon to a figure. It was too late to think about why this child was able to get rid of the control. Zanami touched the dagger at her waist, but no matter what she did, it was useless.

The sword wrapped in white light turned into a human form in a flash, and the oversized kimono was loosely tied, probably because Izanami escaped him during the attack, so the child's clothes were only a little torn The mouth was not stained with traces of illness.

"Thank you for coming to pick me up, Lady Goddess."

The black-haired cub held Izanami's uncompleted hand with his own small hand. The half-skeleton, half-human deformed hand flinched inexplicably, and had never been actively held hands before. After being dazed, Izanami covered her face shyly. The lonely goddess who was hit by a huge surprise kept smiling coquettishly, and even the Valkyrie behind her was summoned to go to hell Also not found.

She hugged the little child who had the same black hair as her and turned around. The hair and clothes were neatly arranged under the effect of divine power.

"Give me a name, Izanami."

"Haru?! You can't...uh!!!"

"Shut up, noisy guy!" Huang Quan's goddess looked over ferociously, and half of her face that had just been transformed had returned to the appearance of a skeleton. The demon also roared, ready to teach the god some lessons.

The God of Misfortune, who has been infected with many Anwu, can no longer bear the endless torture of the other party. Under the double torture of the mind and body, such a small attack that is not worth mentioning in the usual way, can now kill He was out of breath.

"Izanami, give me a name." The child hugged by the goddess showed a bright smile, and he held Izanami's face to turn the other's attention to himself.

To be named by oneself means to be stamped with the imprint of Huang Quan.Being so requested by a "friend" and longing for a friend for thousands of years, the Goddess of Huangquan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stretched out her finger, and drew the name of her first artifact in midair.

Unlike the long incantation that Gaotianyuan’s gods need to recite when giving their names, Izanami is not affiliated with Gaotianyuan, and is the only supreme ruling god in Huangquan, so Izanami is more casual. The name is written in the air, and the name is given in purple black. printed on the forearm.

It is not just the face monsters who are called "ghosts". In Huangquan, the word "ghost" is the same as the names given by various gods in Gao Tianyuan.

It was crowned with the name of the demon... the purple-black word "Yi" was printed on the arm. Although it was crowned with the name of a demon, but the name given was one of the names of the gods. Haruka stared at her forearm for a moment Feeling the coldness coming up from his body, but not targeting his strength, Yao stood on tiptoe, touched the goddess' face lightly, and smiled.

"I'm sorry, Izanami..."

The cub who had obtained the qualification to enter and exit Huangquan turned around and grabbed the God of Fujin who was about to lose consciousness.

The artifact possessing the power of hell in the underworld covers the God of Misfortune in its own domain, and the God of Misfortune, which is isolated from the safety of the outside world and the erosion of demons, is obviously much better. The color of the eyes changes to those humanoid demons and the bewitching purple Haruka dragging Yato Flying in the direction of the wind hole.

Haruka, who has the same ability as Izanami, will not be attacked by monsters, and as a half-human, half-nora creature, he will not be forcibly summoned by his newly named god, but even so, the state of rampage is deeper The goddess of Huangquan is still difficult to deal with.

hurry up……

He tried his best to fly upwards.

hurry up...

Dodging the hair that attacked behind him, the hair that was as sharp as a blade left bloodstains on his body.

"Idiot god...the names are all wrong, go back and apologize to everyone!"

The ankle was entangled by the hair, and the tightly-wrapped hair sank into the tender flesh of the ankle. Although it was not affected by Anwu, the pain did not disappear. The child whose body shape and spirit were very different Holding the god up, the ankle is pulled, as long as the hair is wrapped a little, more hair will be wrapped along the original route, and there will be no chance of breaking free.

"Bastard God!!!"

Hurry up hurry up! ! !The people above shout the name of this bastard god! ! !

The pulled Haruka could no longer fly further and could only engage in a tug-of-war with Izanami below.

"I'm going to... hold on... I can't hold on anymore!"

Without any effort, he climbed up by grabbing the protruding stone next to him, held up Yato with his ankle hair, preventing the hair from touching him, and stared at the wind hole with a white hole above it , the lips were bitten to ooze blood.

"Night divination!!!" That was a call from the outside world, a call from people from this shore.

"Come here, Yaqi." The god who was being pulled upward by the summoned soul half-opened his eyes, and grabbed the bold new recruit Onoliang.

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