Pink cherry blossom petals seem to be dancing in the sky above Mount Fuji.
Cherry blossom petals fell bit by bit from somewhere. The heavy rain stopped, but the cherry blossom rain arrived as expected.
Hashimoto Maoku looked up, only to find that those were not cherry blossom petals at all, but pink butterflies!
Pink butterflies danced in the sky, gradually turning into light smoke and disappearing.
The sky was shining with golden light, and countless pink butterflies were flying along with the golden light. The scenery was unparalleled in the world.
Hashimoto Maojiu's vision was blocked by the pink butterflies flying all over the sky, but she could still vaguely see a figure with black hair like a waterfall and wearing a milky white crown in the gaps between the butterflies.
The white crown was embroidered with gold thread edges and was faintly shimmering. As the figure appeared, the dark clouds in the sky all dissipated, and the light enveloped Mount Fuji.
Yamata no Orochi looked at the majestic figure in the sky and felt very disappointed.
Such divine power? !
Why would such a being appear here?!
Yamata no Orochi's mood was already turbulent, and its mentality was a little bit exploded.
Yamata no Orochi had seen such divine power before, but that was the divine power possessed by some big men.
And before him, such a being appeared... What did he want to do? !
The Yamata no Orochi let out a hissing sound, lowered its eight heads, and looked at the figure in the sky, not daring to make any movement.
The purple-blue gem that was in front of Yamata no Orochi suddenly began to float away, but Yamata no Orochi dared not say anything and could only lie on the ground and obey the orders.
"Edict!"
A rather majestic voice suddenly sounded from the sky, and Yamata no Orochi was frightened to death!
Yamata no Orochi did not know the meaning of this voice. He only understood one thing: the owner of this voice could easily kill him.
The Yamata no Orochi became a little uneasy. It didn't know which step had gone wrong and brought it into trouble.
I saw that the sacred, indescribable figure in the sky seemed to raise a hand, and a powerful energy burst out from between his fingers.
The next moment, a cherry tree suddenly grew out of the lava at the crater of Mount Fuji!
The cherry trees grew taller and taller, lush and towering in the center of Mount Fuji. Wind chimes surrounded the cherry trees one after another, and when the breeze blew, a "ring-ring-ring" sound was heard.
Yamata no Orochi was stunned as he looked at the towering cherry tree and listened to the sound of wind chimes.
It seemed to feel extremely comfortable all over its body, as if it was lying on Takama-ga-hara. At this moment, it seemed to be the master of Takama-ga-hara, the ruler of the entire East Japan Island, and the supreme existence!
Cherry blossoms swayed around Yamata no Orochi, and its body functions began to gradually solidify. It collapsed on Mount Fuji, feeling the boundless bliss and enjoying the supreme power.
There are thousands of rules, but dreams are the most fascinating.
Under the guidance of the dream, the Yamata no Orochi soon stepped into the dreamland silently, motionless and unable to move.
Under the gaze of Hashimoto Maoku and the old priest, the figure of Yamata no Orochi gradually became illusory, and finally gradually disappeared on Mount Fuji, leaving no trace.
Hashimoto Maojiu was stunned, not understanding what was happening here, but she instinctively began to feel awe for the figure in the sky.
The cherry trees growing from the crater are getting taller and taller. With it as the center point, Mount Fuji is covered with cherry blossoms. One cherry tree after another breaks out of the soil, popping up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, the fragrance of flowers fills the air. The blooming cherry blossom forest is better than a desperate place on earth in this rain of complex and tiny petals.
The cherry trees grew taller and taller, and the cherry blossoms began to fall. The cherry blossoms on the trees seemed endless, floating in the breeze and drifting towards the Sakura City.
Hashimoto Mayu stared at the vast sky with cherry blossoms flying everywhere, biting her red lips with her pearly teeth. She seemed to feel something, looked up blankly at the unparalleled figure, and prayed devoutly.
......
The sky was filled with flames and smoke. Taro Kameda held the gun tightly, as if he was holding a life-saving straw, aimed at the lunatics who kept pouring in around the armored vehicle, and began to shoot frantically.
These wet lunatics caused them great trouble. Many people in their 19th Division had been killed by these lunatics, but Taro Kameda was still young and he didn't want to die.
Following a burst of fierce gunfire and screams, blood continued to spill on the battlefield. The once prosperous avenue was now occupied by corpses and bullet shells.
A sharp whistling sound was heard, followed by an overwhelming explosion.
Bricks, soil, tiles, and even human body parts were flying in the air, and cries, shouts, and calls for help were heard everywhere.
In the eyes of onlookers, the whole world was left with only two colors: the gray-black color splashing everywhere and the dazzling bright red mixed in it.
Taro Kameda was already a little desperate. These lunatics who were soaked all over were difficult to kill with guns. It would take four or five rounds of bullets to kill one such lunatic!
And standing in front of their 19th Division, there are hundreds of such lunatics!
Armor-piercing bullets did very little damage. They weren't human at all, they were monsters! The lackeys of the eight-headed monster!
Taro Kameda hid behind an armored vehicle and slowly retreated to the rear following the main force.
They really couldn't hold on any longer. After the reform, the division had only more than 4,000 people, and now the 19th Division had only more than 1,000 people left and was slowly retreating. There was no room for comparison at all.
"roar!"
The wet lunatics pursued them relentlessly, as if they wanted to kill them all. The 19th Division could only counterattack passively, and Taro Kameda himself was in despair.
At this moment, one cherry blossom after another floated in from nowhere, and then the sky, which had been gloomy all the time, began to bloom with dazzling light. Those fearless and wet lunatics fell one after another, and their bodies disappeared into the air, as if they had never appeared in this world.
"What's going on?"
Everyone was overjoyed. They didn’t know what had happened, but they all knew they were rescued!
The light in the sky dispelled the darkness in Yingdu, and the sunlight appeared through the clouds. Under the sunlight, a figure with black hair like a waterfall and wearing a milky white crown appeared in the sight of everyone in Yingdu.
The figure was as gentle as jade. Without saying anything, he waved his hand and disappeared into the sky, leaving behind Sakura City in ruins.
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