Yu Xingyue Hunts the Evil Me

The newly built inner city in Osaka Castle is very luxurious.

After the ghosts established order, they ravaged and enslaved humans and robbed humans of their belongings.

This inner city was built by tens of thousands of laborers, and it took three years to complete. Even many laborers were exhausted to death and became food for ghosts.

The towering castle tower in the center is where the Ghost King Gogaku currently resides.

You can even have a panoramic view of the entire city from the observation deck on the top floor.

My wife, Zenitsu, looked up at the towering castle tower and silently withdrew her gaze.

He was stroking the handle of the knife. He was currently in the spacious school grounds.

The ground is paved with fine white sand and gravel, and several arenas are circled with hemp ropes.

Surrounding the school grounds are stands, where the ghosts gathered to watch the fight, and cheered from time to time.

Cockfighting and dogfighting are very ancient entertainment activities. Pets bite desperately until their flesh and blood are bloody, which can best stimulate people's bestiality.

For ghosts, this kind of sword fight, or 'fighting against people', seems to have the same purpose.

My wife, Zenitsu, looked at the stand closest to her indifferently.

The brutal fight between the two human swordsmen there was coming to an end. One person's arm was cut off, and his opponent was even more miserable. His abdomen was slashed, and blood flowed out uncontrollably.

How can the entertainment activities conducted by ghosts as humans be gentle? In this designated arena, the fight must be fought until the opponent dies.

The swordsman's dignity does not exist in sword competition. The purpose of this fight is just to survive and please the ghosts.

Once defeated, even the body will not be allowed to be buried, and it will become a delicacy in the ghost plate.

The host of the sword competition called my wife Zenitsu to the stage.

My wife Zenitsu took a deep breath and stood up immediately. His opponent was a young swordsman who looked to be in his early twenties.

The opponent was very lucky to get byes in the first two rounds, but this luck can only last so far.

That fair face was full of fear, yes, people are afraid of death. Not being afraid of death only exists when you know what you are going to do and know that your death has meaning.

However, such a death, dying to please ghosts, is a shame and has no meaning.

My wife, Zenitsu, drew her sword and took a stance.

Without using breathing techniques, without using the sword skills that come with the school, and just using the most basic sword-swinging method, Zenitsu Zenitsu defeated the opponent.

Looking at the wide-eyed young swordsman, my wife Zenitsu squatted down silently and smoothed his eyelids.

This kind of thing, if it had been a long time ago, had I not felt Zhu's responsibility, and had not completely changed my own affairs due to the hatred of ghosts, my previous self would never have done it.

"I'm sorry, I will atone for my sins in hell in the future...."

Bitterness appeared in his eyes, but disappeared again just for a moment.

Zenitsu Zenitsu regained her calmness, but when this calmness was broken, there was a thunder that could tear everything apart.

Fortunately, this painful process did not last long. Zenitsu's last opponent was a swordsman who was injured in the previous round and was stabbed in the abdomen.

With the opponent's injury, even if he no longer plays, he is already dead.

But he was still forced to play, and the last bit of pleasure was squeezed out of him. Zenitsu Gatsuma gave this opponent a dignified death.

In the end, there were only two standing among the dozens of swordsmen in the entire school grounds.

My wife, Zenitsu, and another middle-aged swordsman will be received by Yue Yue, and they will decide the final winner in front of the ghost king.

The host of the sword competition was a human. He excitedly congratulated the two of them and said what an honor it was to meet the Ghost King.

My wife Zenitsu didn't listen to the host's nonsense and just lowered her head.

Yue Yue, that shameful betrayer and betrayer, his former senior brother.

If it weren't for Yue Yue who surrendered to the ghosts for the sake of strength, causing the headquarters' intelligence to be leaked, the ghost killing team at that time would not have suffered such heavy casualties. All the current pillars at that time died in Wu Mei's raid.

Later, because of this incident, his mentor, Mingzhu, who took office, committed seppuku and committed hara-kiri.

"I can finally see you, brother"

"Yuyue, use your death to apologize."

Muttering softly in a voice that ordinary people can't hear, my wife Zenitsu followed the host and left the school grounds and went to the castle tower not far away.

Apart from the human servants who served, there were not many ghosts in the castle tower.

There was only one person in the hall on the top floor, not even a servant.

After passing through the stairs, in a dark room where no sunlight could enter, someone handed him a knife. It was the sword master who was full of flattering words. The sword handed to him was his long-standing sword, which was made of gorilla scarlet ore sand and was called the Nichirin Sword.

Overcoming the Sun's only weakness, the Ghost Moons under his command were also promoted.

The Sun is no longer the weakness of the second-generation ghosts. The ghosts can move in the sun, but they will become slightly weaker. And the Nichirin Sword no longer has the ability to kill ghosts.

Nowadays, if you want to kill ghosts at the Onigetsu level, you must cut them into pieces that exceed their recovery speed.

Perhaps you can only do this back then. Only the strongest rock pillar can do this.

The three people quickly reached the top floor. In front of the corridor, the person leading the way said to them:"I wish you good luck in martial arts."

My wife Zenitsu is no stranger to the expression of the man in front of her. It is an expression of determination to die.

It is impossible to detonate the explosives in the inner city and drag down the hundreds of evil spirits in the inner city without sacrificing anyone.

My wife, Zenitsu, nodded and followed her sword opponent into the corridor in front.

The two of them walked in the corridor together. The middle-aged swordsman beside my wife, Zenitsu, who had been silent all this time, said:

"This sword fight will lead to nothing. This is not a sword competition, so there is no winner. Everyone who participates in the sword competition will die. Even the final winner will just become the meal of the ghost king Zhuo Yue."

"In other words, this is the process of selecting the most delicious food decided by the ghost king."

My wife Zenitsu didn't speak, but the middle-aged swordsman continued:

"My daughter was chosen to be a tribute, and I took her place in this sword show"

"I don't know why you participated in this sword fight, but I think it won't be a pleasant process."

"I won't fight with you. It can be seen that you are a true swordsman with your own pride. When I get there, I'll attack the evil spirit directly"

"Even though humans are as insignificant as insects in the eyes of ghosts, insects still have dignity."

While talking, the two of them had arrived at the end of the corridor and in front of the last door.

When they opened the door, a huge hall was revealed behind them. On a high platform, an evil ghost with black tiger stripes on his cheeks and exposed fangs was sitting upright..Người mua: Mr.Nova, 15/01/2024 09:57