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The blood-colored sun was replaced by a scarlet moon, and the demonic aura gradually enveloped the night sky, and the boy had never seen such a desperate night.

It has been several days since the bloody battle began, and the number of combat power on both sides has been drastically reduced. 、

However, even if the combat power is sharply reduced, the one who can still survive until now is definitely the strongest of the strong.

The battle is harder now than it was before.

The boy, covered in large and small scars, tiredly hid among the mountains of corpses.

Although experience has proven that disguising oneself as a corpse is definitely no better than a real corpse, the boy can't care so much now.

Behind the pile of corpses where the boy was hiding, the two-meter-tall red-skinned demon was constantly searching for something.

The demon was originally dark-skinned, but because his skin was red with blood, he became a red-skinned demon......

The muscular body was strewn with scars, but all of them were skin wounds.

This ghost is one of the hard stubbles that the boy has encountered so far, not only does it kill both humans and youkai, but also takes the glory of killing as a living, and constantly looks for targets to kill.

The boy had fought with it a few days ago, and its strength was definitely above that of a century-old demon.

Such a powerful ghost sneaks into the war, constantly harvesting the remaining lives.

【Damn ......】The exhausted teenager vigilantly sensed every move of the ghost outside.

But even if he is so tired, the boy is still more than fifty percent sure of killing this big demon.

The battlefield is the best stone, and the boy struggled in this flesh and blood hell for a few days, and he himself is growing up wildly by leaps and bounds.

[Instinct] has been sharpened into [Experience], which used to be just dodged by instinct, but now it is about understanding the enemy's attack trend, dodging and then counterattacking.

Such a powerful ghost is full of flaws in the eyes of the young man.

The face door is wide open, the waist is exposed, and even the back of the heart is exposed.

This kind of situation where you can feel the flaws of the enemy without looking at it is very similar to the "heart eye" that has been circulating among the people.

Now, the boy can already use the same inhuman [experience] to hunt the hundred-year-old demon.

[There are many flaws...... But not yet. Although the boy could see the flaws of the red-skinned ghost, he did not act rashly.

The willpower and endurance of 100 forged steel, and the insight that is clearer than that of a goshawk.

Not only experience, but also the young man's heart has been sharpened thousands of times, and Baosteel, which has been forged thousands of times, is even tougher.

[The flaws have not been exposed to the greatest extent......] The teenager who strives to obtain the maximum result at the lowest cost is still waiting patiently.

Suddenly, the red-skinned ghost, who had been looking for something, suddenly roared and threw himself into the pile of corpses on the other side and rummaged wildly.

An unlucky bastard hiding in a pile of corpses accidentally made a noise, and although it was an extremely small sound, it was very clear to the ears of the bare-skinned ghost.

The red-skinned ghost grabbed the frightened and struggling samurai high, and clenched his right hand into a fist.

The samurai's head was blown off with a punch, and red and white scattered all over the sky.

[Now is it!] 】

At this moment, the flaws of the red-skinned ghost were completely exposed!

The shoulders are exposed!

The boy held the ground with one hand and struggled to push up!

Then the recoil force, the young man jumped more than ten meters away, and the direction happened to be the red-skinned ghost's side!

Holding the black knife with great skill, the boy whirled in the air to increase the impact.

And then......

"Click"

The sound of cutting things off without hindrance.

The red-skinned ghost was cut in two from the shoulder diagonally downward, which was the momentum of the "big robe" in the chopping.

The two halves of the oni's body hung limply on the ground, and the bare-skinned oni was killed without even feeling the pain.

The boy turned around and rolled into the pile of corpses to continue to dodge.

Perfect as flowing clouds, swifter than lightning.

The red-skinned ghost of the hundred-year-old demon level was instantly killed by the teenager!

There is not a trace of superfluous action, a no-fancy lethal slash that is purely for practicality.

This kind of practical and lethal slashing is the foundation for the teenager to gain a foothold in the cruel battlefield!

[We humans did a good job......] The young man leaned against the corpse mountain and quietly sensed the situation outside.

Although the number of people who can still stand is less than one percent of what it used to be, even 20,000 people are an unstoppable force.

Several wandering yokai were sealed by an onmyoji, and then two samurai popped out from the corpse mountain on the other side and stabbed the core of the yokai.

It is no longer a one-sided slaughter, but a mutual hunt between the two sides.

Humans hunt monsters, monster hunting.

This kind of guerrilla warfare-like battle is more thrilling than the previous million-dollar meat grinder.

Humans and youkai must beware of a sudden attack that could happen at any time, or one of them may die if they are not careful.

"Puff"

An onmyoji who accidentally exposed himself was caught by several monsters and torn in half, even if it was such a tragic situation, the onmyoji did not let out a scream until he died.

Now, the strong people who can fight until now are all dead soldiers who are not afraid of death, even if the boy himself is killed in the next second, he only regards it as a very ordinary thing.

Everything that stands is numb to life and death, whether it's its own or someone else's.

[That being said...... But we're starting to get to a disadvantage......] The boy put the black knife back into its scabbard, and the violent movement just now made his injuries even worse.

There were no more charms or talismans left on the boy for him to squander, so he had been fighting with hunger, fatigue, and lack of water for the past few days.

Others are even more so, and the biggest disadvantage of humans is the need to eat and hydrate as well as sleep.

Needless to say, water and food, everything that can be seen in this flesh hell except corpses and enemies is delusional.

Sleep? If you take a second now, it is estimated that you will fall into the Yellow Spring, let alone sleep, and it is estimated that you will not be able to wake up as soon as you fall asleep.

Humans persist in fighting despite all kinds of pain, but what about youkai?

Yokai don't need to eat, they don't need to rest, they don't get tired.

Humans who are already in extremely poor condition and youkai who are in good condition are not equal no matter how you think about it.

Now, it was completely dark and there was no light to be seen.

Youkai take advantage of the night to exert stronger combat power, and humans now have to discredit the battle.

The boy estimated that there were less than 10,000 humans on the battlefield now, and the number of youkai was about 15,000.

Completely unequal in numbers and combat effectiveness, humanity is at a complete disadvantage.

"Tsk...... It's true...... Is it over? The boy muttered to himself.

No matter what, the less than 10,000 people left of them must not retreat, because if they retreat, they will be on the road straight to Izumo.

Now, all of Izumo's combat power is almost concentrated on less than 10,000 people, and once more than 10,000 people die in battle, Izumo, who has no combat power, will be occupied by youkai without hindrance.

Behind is the home guarded, and in front is death.

Humanity is about to run out of steam.

Completely desperate......

The boy's body is about to be unable to support it......

Bones are screaming...... The body is howling......

The meaning is beginning to blur......

"Woo......" The young man shook his head and continued to guard outside.

Just kidding, you can't fall down yet.

The boy turned around and cut the demon in half.

This time it is a figure-eight shape, cut in half from the top of the head all the way down, and the two halves of the body that are cut fall down in an inverted figure-eight shape.

Kill the youkai without hindrance, but the boy's body is overloaded again.

Not only the teenagers, but all the humans who are fighting are almost unable to hold on.

It's not that you're greedy for life and afraid of death, but if you don't completely destroy the youkai and fall down, that's the greatest sorrow.

“……！” In the perception of the young man through the mountain of corpses, an onmyoji crawled out of the pile of corpses covering without any scruples.

Then, the Onmyoji swaggered along the battlefield strewn across the corpse-strewn battlefield.

There was no doubt that almost in the next second, more than a dozen youkai flew up from the hidden corner.

But......

A second before being torn apart, the onmyoji had a relieved smile on his lips.

He ignited himself.

Self-destructing, this onmyoji chooses to attract youkai and then self-destruct.

The battlefield that had been silent for a long time exploded in an instant, and the frenzied spirit son burst wildly.

The boy was shocked by the aftermath of the explosion and flew upside down seven or eight meters away, and the corpse mountain was shocked by the aura explosion and fell.

Countless corpses pressed on the boy's body, and the boy was drowned in the sea of corpses.

This time it self-detonated, almost hundreds of monsters were blown up to the point that there were no ashes left, and there was not a single corpse within the range of the Onmyoji's self-explosion, and all of them were vaporized instantly.

However, this action lit up the eyes of all the humans present.

One for hundred!

So, all the human beings went crazy.

"Uh-huh!" A samurai monster screamed and rushed out, attracting a large number of youkai.

Then the internal qi was reversed, and the samurai instantly inflated into a balloon.

"Boom Boom !!"

A small mushroom cloud rose on the horizon.

Countless youkai were blown into ashes.

With the actions of the Onmyoji and the samurai, more humans rushed forward one after another.

Many small mushroom clouds are rising on the horizon.

Even the boy who was buried by countless corpses was shocked to the point of dizziness through the huge amount of corpses.

Loud explosions reconstitute the melody of the battlefield, each exploding representing the death of a warrior.

The poignant and beautiful scenery makes the human beings, who have already regarded themselves as consumables, completely give up the idea of survival.

There was only one thought in everyone's mind: to kill the youkai.

Countless explosions sounded like a million thunderbolts, and each explosion took away countless demons.

The situation on the battlefield was reversed.

The demons were frightened by the human bombing, and they fled in a hurry.

When people saw that the monster didn't come out, they chased the monster themselves, and then they all chose to blow themselves up.

Like madmen, everyone chased after the youkai, and the youkai fled with their heads in their hands.

Even if it is a hundred-year-old demon, under the crazy explosion of human beings who are not afraid of death, they can only choose to escape with the little demons.

That's the power of humanity.

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The explosion lasted all night.

The unimaginable residual aura and internal qi disturbed the order of the Great Gobi, and the blood-colored sun rose again.

The boy who crawled out of the sea of corpses dragged his scarred body slowly.

Godless eyes look around, corpses, corpses, corpses.

There was nothing left but corpses.

The boy was the only one who could stand.

Endless corpses, spreading from one place to another on the horizon.

The unusually sad twilight scene embellishes the traces of the bloody battlefield even more desolately.

The boy wanted to cry, I don't know why, but he just wanted to cry.

The body has reached its limit, and I can't speak, even if I want to cry, I don't even have the strength to cry.

The boy staggered aimlessly toward the horizon at an extremely slow pace.

His steps were messy and he was almost going to fall down in the next moment, but he still kept walking.

Finally, the boy couldn't walk anymore.

Tired...... The boy felt tired.

Choosing a more comfortable place, the boy curled up and sat down, leaning back against the mountain of corpses and looking up at the dusk.

The young man sitting with his legs in his arms thought quietly.

Speaking of which, the bloody war is finally over......

The young man looked at the blood-colored sun, and his heart was clear.

Regret it? The teenager asked himself.

Then, an affirmative answer was obtained.

[No regrets.] 】

The boy has done his best, and everything he can can has done.

With his back against the stinking mountain of corpses, the boy looked up with a satisfied smile.

The dazzling blood yang stabbed the young man's eyes a little painfully.

The young young man sang: "Spring is coming, come soon, come to ......"

The life force began to leave the boy's body.

"Xiao Wenzi, it's ...... to walk"

The teenager's consciousness began to blur.

"Small geta with a red band......"

The boy felt the coldness of death.

"I want to go outside and play, wait, wait, wait, wait......"

The cruel world has become less cruel.

The boy couldn't move, and all he could do now was sing.

"Spring is coming, it's coming......"

The teenager felt that he was having trouble breathing.

"Peach Tree ...... in front of the house"

The boy's body is frozen.

"Small buds, broken buds and ......"

The boy lost his life, and his eyes became blank.

"Let's open up quickly...... Wait, wait, wait......"

The last thing the boy saw was the blood-colored sun in the dusk.

The last time I saw it in my life, I was imprinted in my heart.

Then, the teenager's heart stopped beating.

His body became cold, and his eyes were closed.

Can't move anymore.

At the foot of the mountain of corpses, the young man's huddled corpse stood silently.

The boy died.

There is nothing left of the silent battlefield remains.

A wisp of wind drifted by.

In the midst of countless chaotic corpses, a small flower bud quietly bloomed.

After despair, there must be hope......