Two stray gods of the dead appeared on the battlefield of Atsugashiyama.

As soon as this news came out, the inquisitors' forum suddenly became lively.

Several related posts were pushed to the top of the trending topics, sparking rounds of heated discussions. The government of the time had no intention of deleting the posts to stop the discussion. It only issued a statement when speculation was about to get too much into it, saying that it had sent a search team to look for the two-sword god mentioned in the post.

The government of the time established an official forum divided into two major areas, one is the Judge Forum, and the other is the Deity Forum. No matter which one you want to log in to, you must use a special password to confirm your identity before you can log in successfully.

The judge of Honmaru No. 271, Area C is codenamed Sakura. She likes to pop up everywhere in the forum all year round, and she leaves a reply to almost all posts, big or small.

The news about the wandering god of death came from her.

It was an accident that the first team sent out by Sakura to fight against the two gods of the dead met at Mt. Atsugashi.

While searching for the location of the Time Traversal Army, Captain Horikawa Kunihiro discovered strange traces on the ground. He thought it was a hidden Time Traversal Army, but when he searched all the way, he found that it was two resting gods.

The two stray soldiers didn't look too bad, and they were in good spirits. Their calves and arms were covered with fine scratches from under their torn combat uniforms. It was obvious at a glance that they were caused by the tracing army.

Kunihiro Horikawa originally intended to contact Sakura, but the two had no intention of returning to the Honmaru with them. After a brief exchange, Horikawa had to fight with the retrograde army because of their appearance. When he looked back after the battle, they had already slipped away to who knows where.

The matter of wandering around and paying tribute to the dead gods is not a small matter.

Many years ago, the Time Government fell into darkness, and the Fukudami collectively managed to sever the connection between Honmaru and the Time Government, disappearing along with a large number of judges, and almost causing Honmaru to terminate the cooperation agreement.

After that, the government of the time stepped up its efforts to check the character of the Honmaru judges one by one. It would have been fine if they hadn't checked, but once they did, they found that the number of Dark Honmaru was shockingly large.

There were not enough people, but they could not stop the search. The government of the time could only cooperate with the judges in the high-level Honmaru, and each of them sent out several Fumoshin to form a search team to conduct irregular inspections of each Honmaru.

Now there is a wandering Devil of the Dead appearing, and it is clearly showing signs of falling. It is only because of the last bit of spiritual power of the Judge that it is able to maintain its sanity and not dissipate directly on the battlefield.

When Sakura heard the news, she immediately posted on the forum, and attached a photo of the blurry back of Fukudani that Horikawa had hastily taken when he was trying to contact her.

Even though the photo was blurry, the inquisitors had sharp eyes and could see some lumps on the neck of the deceased, which might be a sign of bone spurs caused by the fall.

"The wandering god of the dead who occasionally helps other teams..."

The mouse arrow moved all the way to the photo at the bottom of the page. His voice was hoarse, the windows were tightly closed and not a single ray of sunlight could get in, and the room was extremely dark.

"It happens to be the knife I don't have," he whispered.

The search team dormitory building is built together as a whole, and it is unclear how the buildings are divided into numbers.

The third floor of dormitory building No. 6 is where Hinata Masamune and his friends were assigned. Not far away in a tall building is the current political headquarters.

Outside it was gloomy, approaching night.

The room is not small, more than enough to accommodate six deity gods. It also has a small kitchen and a kitsune for communication.

But not long after, Kitsunesuke was also rolled into Mikazuki Munechika's clothes.

Poor fox shikigami originally wanted to help.

Unexpectedly, it only rescued Mikazuki's arm that was entangled somehow from time to time, and it also affected innocent people, and Mikazuki, who was laughing without caring, was completely trapped in the battle suit.

You can see the look of despair on Fox's face. The others have basically received the task forms and gone back to tidy up their rooms, so they are not able to come over to help.

In the same room as Mikazuki Munechika is Kokarasumaru, who is also a katana god of the dead.

He had just returned from the dagger, and when he pushed the door open, he saw Mikazuki entangled with his battle uniform on the tatami.

Kokarasuma: “…………” He knew that Mikazuki was not good at taking care of himself, but he didn’t expect it to this extent.

The father of Japanese swords, who looked like a teenager, sighed, walked forward a few steps barefoot, squatted down, and untied the clothes that were tangled like a rag.

Mikazuki didn't move, and seemed to be in a good mood, with his fingertips still pinching Kitsune's tail.

"You usually..." Xiao Wuwan couldn't help but ask, and the unfinished meaning was very easy to understand.

Finally freed from the restraints of his clothes, Mikazuki Munechika slowly sat up, and Kitsunesuke quickly slipped out from his arms.

"Usually I ask Kogumumaru and the others for help." The beautiful swordsman narrowed his eyes and had a gentle smile on his face.

Xiao Wuwan: “…………”

In charge of the activities of this search team - this is indeed the code name of the Inquisitor. He doesn't look very old, and sometimes there is no sense of incongruity when he stands together with the dagger.

However, it is this Honmaru that is unique to Tokisho and can make several types of swords that are disadvantageous in night combat overcome this weakness without any side effects.

Huo Ji himself is not a difficult person to approach. His personality is generally close to that of a young man, but he is extremely serious and responsible in serious moments, and he can clearly distinguish between public and private matters.

After he finished reading the two or three rules of the search team, he took out another piece of paper and read the words clearly under Fu Mian Shen's gaze.

"This mission requires the participation of the Death God from Area A." Huo Ji withdrew his eyes from the paper. The mission was not difficult, but it was a bit troublesome.

If the strength of the main maru gods in Area A were to be compared, it would be difficult to tell who was better. At this time, the simplest method should be adopted.

A lottery box made uniformly for current affairs was placed on the conference table, with seventeen sticks stuffed inside. The remaining gods of the dead came forward one by one to draw a lottery ticket.

It was very similar to the one Nanari had used. Hinata Masamune was lost in thought for a moment, then he stood up and randomly took a stick from the stick holder.

"Haven't you found it yet?"

"Sorry." Yakiri Hasebe lowered his head. The news he brought was not the answer the judge wanted.

The Inquisitor does not like the Grim Reaper to look directly at him, and being a little too close is a taboo. The position of Attendant has been vacant since the Inquisitor took office.

Probably because they had been unable to obtain those empty positions on the sword tent, the diviner ordered the troops to go out when he saw the blurry back photos of the two swords on the forum. The four teams took turns to search for Atsugashi Mountain, but it seemed that the god was hiding and they never encountered the god they were looking for.

The Inquisitor bit his knuckles, his eyes dark.

"Look for it again." His tone was full of command, "We must find it before the current political situation."

In the battlefield of Atsugashiyama, two deceased gods who were unaware that they were being looked for sat on the ground. The gravel hurt their feet a little, but they were used to this place after wandering in the same place for many days.

The hiding place we chose was relatively concealed, so we could avoid the different formations and some of the tracing troops that we would often encounter in the past two days. As for the remaining ones that we could not avoid, we could only fight.

As Fuzangshen is a sword, he is not afraid of the battlefield, but he will inevitably attract other teams during the battle.

In order to avoid being discovered, you need to take the tracing army to another place. During this period, you must concentrate, otherwise you will get hurt if you are not careful, and you need to be more careful because you don't have much medicine.

"They said we have to wait two more days."

"Really..."

Area C 098 The Honmaru judge is not good at communicating with others. If there are regular meetings and activities, he will send a letter to refuse if he can. If he can't refuse, he will always be alone in the corner, and it is always the same sword that accompanies the dead god.

Other judges who have come into contact with this person only have the impression that he has a good personality, is willing to help, and has a good relationship with the accompanying deity.

098 The judge of Honmaru is rather special. He did not use a code name when he joined the job, and the real name written on the contract was also his real name - once known by the god of death, he could use the power of his name to make him disappear.

Although it is his real name, the Judge never uses it in the main castle, and Kitsunesuke is strictly forbidden to call him by his name. Without a code name, the only way for the Fukujin to call him is the inexplicably cold word "Judge".

Flipping through the pages, most of the suspicious aspects of 098 Honmaru and its judges were clearly listed. Huo Ji said nothing, but marked and sorted out the key points and submitted them to the current affairs official for verification.

The investigation of the 098 Honmaru Judge began when the first tip-off was sent to the search team, but up to now, no substantial evidence has ever been found to prove that he has a problem.

"Sorry for the trouble..." Huoji frowned.

With Hasebe Yashiki as the leader, the First Division once again set out to the battlefield of Mt. Atsugashi to search for the wandering god of the god of the gods. They were lucky and arrived at the location of the god of the gods they had encountered on the current political forum.

The communication function on the device beeped. It was the Inquisitor sending a message to inquire about the progress. Hasebe was silent for a moment, then split the team into two teams and dispersed in different directions to search.

In the distance, two mutilated gods, unaware that they were being looked for, walked slowly by together, bypassing several formations.

The scabbard at the waist was stained with not-so-obvious dried blood from the Tracing Army. There was no suitable water source to wash it on the battlefield, so he could only tear off a small piece of cloth and wipe it carefully, but it was only a rough wipe.

Higekiri appeared quietly and patted the two men on the shoulders: "Looks like I caught it first."

Did the lack of rest for a long time cause his reaction speed to slow down? Fukui, who was firmly held on the shoulder by Higekiri, thought to himself, and then he turned around calmly, raised his head slightly and looked directly into Tachi Asako's golden eyes.

"How can I help you? This is Higekiri-dono."

"Hey...what were you going to say..."

Higekiri fell into deep thought, and stopped on his knees, hastily following his brother who had suddenly run away. His breathing became a little rapid, and he felt helpless about his brother's forgetful nature.

"We want to invite these two gods of the dead to return to Honmaru, Aniga." The original words of the judge were not so polite, but Kneemaru polished his words to make them seem less blunt.

"Well, after all, I've lived for thousands of years, so I don't remember some things very clearly."

"…Anijia was about to call my name but forgot."

"How could that be, right, Nikimaru?"

"I'm Kneemaru, Anika."

"Well, I remember it clearly this time." Higekiri tilted his head, "Elbow Maru."

"…It's Hibamaru, Aniga." Hibamaru was used to it, and after a deep sigh, he turned his attention to the two sword-wielding gods of death, "You two, do you want to go back to Honmaru with us?"

The movement of Fu Mian Shen was about to leave but there was a slight delay.

Higekiri said lazily, "Please make a decision quickly. I guess your patience is not that good."

Is this a threat?

Fu Shenshen's mouth twitched slightly, and the two looked at each other. In the end, he was the first to agree.

"I am Hyuga Masamune," he said, his blue eyes sparkling in the sunlight, "I am a wandering masterless god of the dead."

The sword master who had been silent all this time also raised his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips: "You came here probably because you know the general situation."

"I am Karasuma-chan," the childish-looking Fukushin chuckled softly, "I am from the same place as this child."