"Yes." Lin Qiye nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, pointed at the two corpse beasts wreaking havoc in the city in the distance, and said, "Kill them."
"yes."
Three "Boundless" realm guards flew out at the same time, aggressively attacking the two corpse beasts in the distance.
Lin Qiye has carefully sensed that the corpse beasts that have descended here are all in the "Boundless" realm. In a three-to-two situation, the destruction of these two corpse beasts is a foregone conclusion. The reason why he does not take action personally is because he has more important things to do.
Lin Qiye stood in the air, looking down at the ruined city beneath his feet, and quickly flipping through the secret book of forbidden spells left by Merlin in his mind.
Finally, his eyes fell on one of the forbidden spells.
He took a deep breath, placed his hand on the handle of the [Zhanbai] sword, and pulled it out of the sheath with force.
He raised the blade and slowly outlined the ruined city below his feet. At the same time, a touch of night surged out from the blade mark.
The knife marks are the pen and the night is the ink.
Under the carving of this long sword that ignores distance, a huge and complex magic circle is gradually taking shape in the center of Osaka City.
…
Mount Fuji.
The dark mountain was covered with white snow. Four figures were moving slowly and steadily towards the top of the mountain against the biting cold wind.
A sky full of paper cranes flew over the four people's heads, circling the mountain, and constantly circling in the sky, as if looking for something.
Shota Hoshimi, wrapped in thick mountaineering clothes, exhaled a puff of white mist. He stopped and looked behind him.
Through the misty clouds, they could vaguely see the city in the distance below the mountain, with rising smoke and dancing flames everywhere. They stood on this snowy mountain, as if it was a natural pure land far away from the chaotic city.
"The city seems to be in chaos." Hoshimi Shota said with a frown.
"The power that affects people's hearts seems to be getting stronger and stronger." Amamiya Haruki did not look back, and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain firmly, saying calmly, "The more in this situation, the more we need to maintain inner peace. Once too many negative emotions appear, it is easy to be corrupted by the mind...
We are fine in the mountains, but now the city is full of chaos and riots. Once the residents fall into panic, they will inevitably be polluted. If this continues, they will sooner or later lose their minds and kill each other. Moreover, the more innocent and kind-hearted the people are, the more likely they are to be killed in the turmoil by the rioting and crazy crowd.
In this extremely evil city, kindness will become a deadly original sin...
We don’t have much time left.”
Several people climbed up along the circular mountain, little by little. The air pressure in the altitude was getting lower and lower. Coupled with the long period of cold and fatigue, Yurina and Hoshimi Shota were a little exhausted, and an unnatural blush appeared on their cheeks.
Even so, their footsteps did not stop at all. Their heavy hiking shoes made a squeaking sound as they stepped on the snow, and their eyes were full of determination.
In this world full of sin and evil, they are the pioneers shouldering the future of civilization.
Suddenly, Yurina's eyes lit up as if she had discovered something.
“Found it!”
"Found it? Where?"
"In a crater in the corner of the mountaintop, covered in snow."
"lead the way!"
Yurina quickly walked from the end of the team to the front, leading the three people in the direction indicated by the paper crane.
A few minutes later, they climbed to the top of Mount Fuji. The charred crater was surrounded by thick white snow. Patches of snow were scattered around the dead crater like white spots.
A large number of paper cranes were circling above the crater. After Yurina and the other three arrived, they quickly slid down and flew towards a white snowy area.
In the thick white snow, half of the dark-colored hilt was exposed, like a palm-sized stone, almost blending in with the surrounding charred mountain. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't distinguish it at all.
The four of them walked to the side of the knife handle, looked at each other, and joy appeared on their faces.
"It seems that the prophecy of 'the place guarded by the corpse gods' is also a false information." Hoshimi Shouta breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I didn't let Yuuri Takishiro come with us, otherwise it would have been a wasted trip."
"Let's pull out the Burial Mountain first. Now that the Nine Swords of Huojin are gathered here, we should combine the nine swords into one as soon as possible."
"Speaking of which, how can the nine swords be combined into one? Do we have to re-forge them all and fuse them into one?" Hoshimi Shota asked doubtfully.
"That's not necessary..." Furuhara Yoshiki opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but after looking at Amamiya Haruki beside him, he closed his mouth and remained silent.
Amamiya Haruki walked to the half-broken hilt, slowly reached out and grasped the hilt, took a deep breath, and pulled it upwards with force...
【Burial Mountain】does not move at all.
"Huh?" Amamiya Haruki was stunned, and in disbelief he gripped the hilt of the knife again, using all his strength to pull it upwards again!
The hilt of the knife remained motionless.
Amemiya Haruki's brows suddenly furrowed. The knife in his hand seemed to be integrated with the mountain. No matter how hard he tried, he could not shake it at all.
"Amamiya, you don't have enough strength, let me do it." The tall Furuhara Ryoki walked in front of [Zangshan], took off his upper body clothes, revealing solid bronze muscles. As a blacksmith who has been refining weapons for many years, his physical fitness is much better than Amamiya Haruki.
He walked to the knife confidently, grasped the handle with both hands, groaned, and all the muscles in his body tensed up instantly!
The handle of the knife in his hand still stood firmly in the mountain, motionless.
"This is strange, how did the knife get inserted there?" Furuhara Yoshiki tried several times but failed to pull it out, so he spoke suspiciously.
"Give up. You can't pull out this knife."
At this moment, a wisp of green smoke floated out from the [Burial Mountain] and transformed into an old man wrapped in a black robe, standing next to the hilt.
"Sword Spirit of [Zangshan]?" When Amamiya Haruki saw this person, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"In ancient times, when the second of the Nine Swords of Huojin was just forged, a Guojin God took it away and fought a Tianjin God here. After the Guojin God killed the Tianjin God, he used this sword to nail his body to the foot of this mountain forever. The name [Burial Mountain] also came from this.
Endless years have passed, and the knife has long been integrated with the mountain. It is impossible for mortals to pull it out. "The [Mountain Burial] knife spirit spoke faintly.
Hearing this, everyone's faces suddenly turned ugly.
No wonder after the Nine Swords of Huojin came into being, only [Zangshan] did not leave any legends in the world, and the master of the Huojin Sword has never appeared... This sword has become one with Mount Fuji, who else can take it away?
They finally found the last Huojin Sword, but were they stuck at the step of pulling it out?
This is such a pity!
At this moment, a figure floated out from around Shota Hoshimi's waist. It was a woman with fox ears. She was wearing a scarlet haori over her curvy figure, which looked like a touch of red ink against the white snow.
"Then... let me try."
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