Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

"Who knows, I can't remember things that are too long, whether hell chose me or I chose hell."

Siji Yingji slowly closed her eyes: "I'm afraid this is not my will, maybe, but only one thing is certain, that is, someone has to convey it. That's right, someone must come. It’s just to convey..."

"Convey? What to convey?" Yakumo Zi's breathing suddenly became tense. She strangled her throat and said solemnly, "To whom?"

"You are aware of it." Siji Yingji opened her eyes, and there was no aura of living beings in her body. The eyes that reflected the purple figure of Yakumo seemed to be dead at this moment, leaving nothing but darkness.

"Yes, just to convey it to you."

"!"

Yakumo Zi's breathing was stagnant, and her suddenly shrunken pupils showed signs of shaking. It was obvious that she was the monster born in the world as fear, but at this moment she felt fear from the Yan Mo in front of her.

No, it's not right!Is this guy really Yan Mo?

"You guy...who is it?"

"Strange question, I am Shiji Yingji Amasanadu, the Hell's Hades, have you even forgotten this?"

Siji Yingji's plain smile was like the most mocking tease in Yakumo Zi's eyes.

"But it's okay, it's the same to me after all, we all forgot, but fortunately...the time is running out."

After leaving these inexplicable words, Siji Yingji continued to walk forward without hesitation, Yakumo Zi lost the strength to stop her, and her eyes were the sight of the small figure disappearing into the distance.

On the lonely mountain in the distance, although the red torii gate is dilapidated, it still stands. At the end of the stone ladder, it seems that night has fallen, and the children in front of the bonfire hold hands and sing ancient songs.

Looking back, the flowers on the other bank of the San way river turned into a bloody torrent, flooding the way home.

Yakumo Shizuku's body shook, and when he looked intently again, the torii stone ladder was completely gone, the other shore flowers were still blooming quietly by the river without moving, Shiji Yingji was just walking on the lonely path by herself...

Chapter 47—The Ultimate Move of the Gods

The weak are always the saddest, and the battle of the strong is a pure unwarranted disaster for them, even if it is only slightly affected, it is also a disaster for them.

There is never a shortage of the weak in the world, because the status of the strong is set off by the weak, even in Gensokyo.

The only difference is that the identity of the weak has changed from a human to a monster. Who makes this a paradise for monsters?

The sky is roaring, the earth is screaming, the sun's anger descends on this innocent land, I don't know how many innocent creatures are affected.

"It's annoying to run around! Get it down for me!!"

The roar mixed with endless anger emanated from Kanako's mouth, as if it had imposed mandatory rules, and the entire sky was cleaned up, and even the floating clouds did not dare to disobey the imperial order of the Sun Goddess.

It's just that this doesn't apply to a certain monster, perhaps because she has no faith in her heart.

"Hey, who are you? Why are you attacking Akong?"

The stupid Akong still maintained that innocent temper today as always. She didn't understand why this person shot herself at the old hell, or even why she was so angry.

"Shut up! Heresy! Take off your funny bird head and put it in the shrine. This is the only thing I want to do now!"

"Hmm-I know, Akong knows, are you a bad guy? You actually want to take Akong's head off! Akong is not strange!"

Akong was angry, at least from the look of his face.

Gu Mingdi, as the owner, may feel happy at this moment, because her dazed pet still has the basic common sense knowing that her head cannot be taken off casually, but compared to the current situation, it seems that she is not happy at all.

Akong was angry, this strong and unconscious Yatatori was angry.

Gu Mingdi felt that he was too lazy to think about what would happen next, anyway, even the earth was overturned, so let the guys on the ground get a headache.

"The bad guy who wants A Kong's head, hand over his head first to be considered polite!"

God knows what Akong wants to express, anyway, the movements in her hands seem to represent her thoughts better than her messy words.

Akong raised the huge hand cannon, and a dangerous breath began to gather in her.

You can't pray for a monster with insufficiency to understand what is called convergence. When the simple dullness in Akong's eyes is replaced by manic tyranny, the disaster really begins.

"Flaming Star "Ten Fierce Stars"!"

Following the exit of this unscrupulous spell card declaration, the demon power on Akong's body was like an opened faucet, and it flowed into the ground below without money.

In the next second, the entire sky turned into a bloody bright red.

I saw countless pillars of fire spread all the way from the ground to the surface like a fountain, until it rushed into the sky, turning into small orange fireballs hovering around Akong, like satellites.

A high temperature that was even more terrifying than the scorching sun caused by Kanako suddenly fell on the surface, and almost all living things around the tiankeng were ignited in an instant, and then turned into ashes within a few seconds.

Hundreds of miles have become a piece of scorched earth, it is the real hell, covered by barrenness and despair, the reappearance of the scorching hell.

The whole Gensokyo was stained with a bright red color, which is different from the cold feeling when the red mist changed. This time it was not only the sky but also the earth that turned red. The earth, like a steamer, seemed to bake everyone. Cooked.

Even Suwako, a god, couldn't avoid this. She was fighting against the Hakuli Miko right above the sinkhole, feeling that her back was completely wet with sweat.

"This guy, are you serious..."

Even if he was the culprit who caused the fight, Suwako still couldn't help feeling a little horrified by Akong's actions. If it goes on like this, it's not because they haven't finished the fight, the whole Gensokyo will almost become scorched earth.

She did come out with the idea of ​​making a big fuss, but making a big fuss does not mean destroying everything.

But obviously Kanako didn't think so. Although she was a companion who got along day and night, she couldn't have the same ideas. She showed a kind of excitement for Akong's counterattack.

A kind of excitement that the revenge is about to be paid.

"Huh, that's the way it is! This is what you bastard should look like!"

Kanako stared at Akong closely, and the Yuzhu on his side formed an octagonal shape and hovered behind his back. A series of spiritual energy composed of light drew a complicated formation in it, and then a set of weird "lines" began to move towards The surrounding space spread.

The extended "line" has reached the end of the sky, and countless lines are regularly arranged in the air, forming a pattern like a circuit board.

"Since you are serious, then I don't have to keep my hand. A parting blow, if you want to scream, curse your timid master before you die!"

"You are not allowed to say master like that!"

...

The battle was about to start, and the power accumulated on both sides should not be underestimated. At this time, Bayi Yonglin who was watching was finally no longer silent.

"Stop her." Looking at the movements of Yasaka Kanako across from the gap, Hachii Nagarin said coldly: "Stop her now."

"Huh? Now?"

Yakumo Zi looked at Yai Eirin with some doubts. They weren't chatting here, but to find a good time to intervene in the battle. However, the current timing is not good at all, it can even be said to be the worst. .

"Yakumo Zi, if you still want to reclaim a complete Gensokyo, just listen to me," Hachii Eirin's eyes narrowed, and Yasaka Kanako said, "Do you know what those'threads' are? "