Chapter 32: Miracles
Pink cherry blossom petals seem to be dancing in the sky of Mt. Fuji.
Little by little, the cherry blossom petals drifted out of nowhere, and the torrential rain stopped, but the cherry blossom rain came as scheduled.
Hashimoto Mohisa looked up, only to find that it was not a cherry blossom petal at all, but a pink butterfly!
Pink butterflies flutter across the sky, gradually turning into light smoke and disappearing.
The sky is shining with a golden light, and countless pink butterflies are dancing along with this golden light, which is a sight like no other in the world.
Hashimoto's vision was obscured by the pink butterflies flying in the sky, but she still faintly saw a figure with inky hair like a waterfall and wearing a milky white crown dress in the gap between the butterflies.
The white crown was embroidered with gold threads, shimmering slightly, and with the appearance of that figure, all the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the light shrouded Mt. Fuji.
The Yaqi Snake looked at the magnificent figure in the sky, and his heart was already half cold.
Such divine power?!
Why is such an existence here?!
The mood of the Yaqi Snake has been stormy, and its mentality has exploded a little.
It's not unheard of this kind of divine power, but it's all the divine power that some big people have.
And in front of him, such an existence appeared... What does he want to do?!
Yaqi Orochi emitted a "hissing" sound from his mouth, lowered his eight heads, looked at the figure in the sky, and did not dare to make any movements.
The purple-blue gem that stayed in front of the Yaqi Snake suddenly began to float away, and the Yaqi Snake dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, so he could only lie on the ground and obey the arrangement.
"Edict!"
A rather majestic voice suddenly sounded from the sky, and the Yaqi Snake was terrified!
The meaning of this sound was not known to the Yaqi Orochi, and the Yaki Orochi only understood one thing: it was easy for the owner of the voice to kill himself.
The Yaqi Snake was a little uneasy, it didn't know what step it was wrong and it got into trouble.
I saw that the sacred, indescribable figure in the sky seemed to raise a hand, and a powerful energy bloomed from between the fingers.
The next moment, at the location of the crater of Mt. Fuji, a cherry blossom tree suddenly grew out of the lava!
The cherry blossom trees grow taller and taller, and in the middle of Mt. Fuji, they are lush and towering, and wind chimes surround the cherry blossom trees one after another, and the sound of "bell bells" rings in the breeze.
Yaki Orochi looked at this towering cherry blossom tree, listened to the wind chimes, and was stunned.
It seems to feel that its whole body is extremely comfortable, it seems to be lying on Takamagahara, at this moment, it seems to be the master of Takamagahara, the master of the entire Dongying Island, and the supreme existence!
The cherry blossoms wandered around the Yaki Orochi, and the body functions of the Yaki Orochi began to solidify, and it collapsed on Mt. Fuji, feeling the boundless bliss and enjoying the supreme power.
There are thousands of laws, and dreams are the most fascinating.
Under the guidance of the dream, soon, the Yaqi Snake quietly stepped into the realm of dreams, motionless and incapacitated.
Under the gaze of Hashimoto Mahisa and the old priest, the figure of the Yaki Orochi gradually became illusory, and finally gradually disappeared on Mount Fuji without a trace.
Hashimoto was dumbfounded, not understanding what was going on here, but she instinctively began to be in awe of the figure in the sky.
The cherry blossom trees that grow from the crater are getting taller and taller, and at the center of it, Mt. Fuji is full of cherry blossoms, and one after another cherry blossom trees have sprung up from the soil, filling the fragrance of the flowers, and the blooming cherry blossom groves are like a desperate situation in the rain of petals.
As the cherry blossom trees grow taller and taller, the cherry blossoms begin to fall, and the cherry blossoms on the cherry blossom trees seem to be endless, drifting away in the direction of the cherry blossoms in the direction of the cherry blossoms.
Hashimoto Mohisa looked at the vast sky full of cherry blossoms, bit his red lips lightly, as if he sensed something, looked up at the unparalleled figure in the world, and prayed sincerely.
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The sky was filled with the flames of war and gunsmoke, and Taro Kameda clung to the barrel of his gun as if he were holding a life-saving straw, aiming at the maniacs who were constantly pouring around the armored vehicle, and began to shoot frantically.
These wet lunatics have caused them great annoyance, many of their 19th Division have already been killed by these madmen, and Kameda Taro is still young and he doesn't want to die yet.
With a burst of fierce gunfire and screams, blood continued to be spilled on the battlefield, and the originally prosperous avenue was now occupied by corpses and bullet casings.
A sharp whistling sound sounded, and an overwhelming explosion sounded.
Bricks, dirt, tiles, and even human stumps flew in the air, and cries, shouts, and cries for help were endless.
To the eyes of the beholder, there are only two colors left in the world: the gray-black that is splashing everywhere and the dazzling bright red that is mixed in between.
Kameda Taro is already a little desperate, these crazy people who are wet all over their bodies are difficult to eliminate with firearms, and it takes four or five shuttle bullets to eliminate such a madman!
And standing in front of their 19th Division, there were thousands and hundreds of such madmen!
Armor-piercing bullets do very little damage, they're not humans at all, they're monsters! they're lackeys of the eight-headed monster!
Taro Kameda hid behind the armored car and slowly retreated behind the large army.
They really can't stand it, the reformed division is only more than 4,000 people, and now the 19th division is only more than 1,000 people left, and there is no room for comparison.
"Roar!"
The wet madmen chased after them and seemed to want to kill them all, and the 19th Division could only passively counterattack, and Kameda Taro himself was already desperate.
At that moment, one after another of cherry blossoms drifted from nowhere, and then, the sky that had been gloomy began to bloom with dazzling light, and the madmen who were not afraid of death and were wet fell one by one, 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 was going on, but they all knew they were rescued!
The light in the sky dispelled the darkness up and down the cherry blossoms, and the clouds and mist were cleared to see the sun, and under the illumination of the sun, a figure with black hair like a waterfall and wearing a milky white crown appeared in the sight of everyone in the cherry blossom capital.
The figure was as gentle as jade, and he didn't say anything, waved his hand, and disappeared into the sky, leaving behind a mess of Sakura.