Looking at the big potholes in front of her, which seemed to have been bombarded by missiles, or small basins, the girl was speechless. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Is this it?" After thinking about it, Ling asked the silver-haired young girl next to him. And the silver-haired young girl also gave an affirmative answer.

"Well, this is it, Sister Shrine Maiden was here just now!"

"But it doesn't seem to be there now...... "There was a headache, and the girl frowned: "But ...... Can you create such a big scene, and there is no sound in the battle? ”

"No, I'm afraid it's the work of a saint......" After thinking about it, the girl still didn't think of the other party's purpose for leading her here - after all, there was no one here now. And if it's to let yourself know the strength of the dome...... What if you know?

Surely a saint would not make such a mistake. A simple judgment was made, and the best way the girl could think of was to leave. As long as you go, no matter what conspiracy the other party has, it's useless.

But...... The worry about the dome made the girl hesitate.

"It's hard to judge the strength of the other party...... No, although my strength is much stronger than ordinary people, I have to fight with the people of the inner world...... Even if the other party is only at the non-human level, it is still far behind. Even if you continue to stay here and wait for the dome-chan, it will only become a burden. Talking to herself—this is also the habit of the maiden when she thinks about things, and this is exactly the same as that of the shrine maiden. Ling turned his head, but suddenly found that the silver-haired girl was gone.

Not good!

An extremely strong sense of crisis instantly enveloped the girl's whole body. And on the other side of the big pit or small basin, the girl who was thinking about it for a long time, I don't know when, appeared.

At the same time, there was also a light.

Even if she was able to spot the saint, the girl, who was essentially just an ordinary person, couldn't even see what that light was.

The only thing a girl can do is at the last moment.

Give the shrine maiden a smile.

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The girl's smile is beautiful. That's not an unwilling smile, that's not a painful smile, that's not a sarcastic smile. In that smile, there is only the most sincere feelings.

Two lines of red tears flowed from the shrine maiden's dark blue eyes.

Is that blood?

The shrine maiden didn't know.

The shrine maiden only knew that she was going to kill someone. Kill the man named Muramasa and destroy the sword called Muramasa.

Angry flames filled the shrine maiden's pupils, and the faint blue light seemed to grow deeper.

Grab the Imperial Coin that fell to the ground with one hand.

The shrine maiden looked up and looked at Muramasa in the sky with an expression that could not hide her shock.

Although her brain was already filled with anger and hatred, the shrine maiden who had not lost her powerful thinking ability only instantly judged the reason for the other party's stunned expression - after all, the other party's sword light would never be so crooked, and even the target could be wrong.

But so what?

With a hand, the blood-colored moon rose into the sky. It was a month that would not have been possible in broad daylight.

The sun and the moon were in the sky, and the light of the blood-colored hazy moon had overwhelmed the glorious sun.

The shrine maiden knew that she had broken the mirror. With the help of hatred, he has gone from the early stage of moving mountains to the late stage of moving mountains. The shrine maiden felt joy - not because she had taken another step on the path of cultivation, but because her increased strength made it easier for her to achieve her goals.

The shrine maiden waved her right hand downward, and while her flawless white forearm slid downward, the moon fell.

The crimson demon blood moon fell, facing the village.

Muramasa couldn't help but continue to surprise his own head. Holding the knife in his right hand, his five fingers rushed outward, the back of the knife was downward, and the blade was facing the moon, posing in a strange pose. As the arm moved upwards and drove the waist to rotate, the scarlet demon knife drew a perfect arc from the bottom to the top with Muramasa's movement.

A normal person would certainly not be able to play this position, and he would feel a burst of pain in his arm - but Muramasa was clearly not a normal person. While his arm was about to twist into a twist, it also emitted an incredibly powerful force.

Even the arc was so perfect that you couldn't believe how the arm had to be twisted.

However, the imaginary scenario of shattering the moon did not appear.

Muramasa was surprised.

If it were a normal person, this posture would definitely not last long. And even if Muramasa is not a normal person...... This posture still didn't last long.

The blood moon continued its fall, and when Muramasa found that he was defeated, he decisively retreated a step back, and after one step, it was a distance of several hundred meters.

But Muramasa was surprised to find that he was still shrouded in the falling red hazy moon.

Continuing to retreat several steps in succession, Muramasa felt that he had almost retreated out of the forest. And that perfect blood-red moon still hangs above Muramasa's head like the legendary sword of Damocles.

"Boom-"

The moon fell to the ground, but the ground miraculously did not change at all.

Muramasa lay on the ground and took on a curious pose that estimated that half of his body would have to break off his bones - a scene reminiscent of the last page of Chapter 75 of the first season of a Tokyo foodie manga...... And that's inappropriate content for kids that isn't played in anime.

The degree of curiosity can already be compared with the small round face of a certain curious girl.

"I see...... Is it illusion...... Mirror Flower Water Moon ......" smiled bitterly, Muramasa's voice still made people feel extremely uncomfortable, and there was no weakness in the slightest-after all, the other party's body was a knife after all, and the devastating blow to his body did not cause him much damage.

"Yes, so you'll never be able to escape." Once again, it changed back to the crisp voice of the beginning, and the shrine maiden didn't seem to change in the slightest.

"Anyway...... You win. Muramasa's voice didn't change in the slightest. After a pause, Muramasa continued: "By the way, let me tell you one thing, the blow that destroyed my body caused me...... It's not as small as you think, I'm about to fall asleep. If you want to destroy my body, go for it. ”

"Hmm." She replied casually, and the shrine maiden wasn't happy or anything else - after all, even if the other party didn't say anything, she would be able to see it when the other party was asleep, so in fact, this information didn't have any practical significance.

And after Muramasa said this, there was no movement.

"Are you asleep?" The shrine maiden didn't doubt whether the other party was pretending to be dead and looking for an opportunity to fight back - after all, it was a question of whether this body could stand up, even if it was a Heaven Destroying level on the other side, it couldn't manipulate the former human and the current non-human...... Or let's kill yourself with a bunch of curious items.

Casually raising her hand, a long katana flew from the side of the corpse to the shrine maiden.

I hadn't looked at this knife closely. Thinking so, the shrine maiden carefully examined the long knife with a strange and ominous blood-red light.

The knife is very sharp, even if it is a short haircut, it is not enough to describe its sharpness - after all, before the "Demon Knife" and "Magic Sword", this knife was also a divine weapon forged by the Muramasa family.

Of course, it wasn't just the sharpness, the strange and evil aura of the demon knife made the witch feel extremely uncomfortable - she hadn't noticed it during the battle, and it wasn't a feeling at all when she got closer.

"Demon sword, demon sword...... the witch's eyes darkened, and the emptiness in her eyes became more and more obvious.

"But why did it end up in that man's hands?" Still a little confused, the shrine maiden muttered to herself as she began to make her own judgment.

"Even if the 'other world' has this knife, the demon knife of the Heaven Destroying level is not something that can be used at the level of moving mountains...... ...... the end?"

Don't you do it yet?

An abrupt voice appeared in the shrine maiden's head.

And the shrine maiden's self-talk stopped.

Looking at the demon sword in front of her, a trace of struggle flashed in the witch's eyes.

The emptiness has almost completely filled the girl's eyes.

After a moment of silence, the shrine maiden could only smile bitterly in the end.

"yes...... I can't fool my own heart after all. ”

"Whether it's observing the demon knife or talking to myself, isn't it all because I don't want to destroy this knife?"

"Hate is already the only reason I exist...... Destroy this knife, can I continue to exist? ”

"But...... Since there is no longer any meaning to exist, what am I hesitating about......"

Looking at the demon sword in front of her, the shrine maiden raised her hand.

An extremely large amount of spiritual power appeared in the palm of the witch's hand - even if it was a heaven-destroying level demon sword, it would not be a match for the witch if it was not conscious.

The shrine maiden's right hand fell slightly.

It just fell slightly, and the huge spiritual power spread out without touching the demon sword. The shrine maiden knew that it was not because she had repented, but because of a terrifying force that she couldn't even see the bottom line, stopped her movements.

"Are you willing to just disappear?"

With this sentence, it was a smiling teenager who looked like the big boy next door.

I don't know when it appeared on a dilapidated computer not far from the shrine maiden's side, with only one line of characters in the flickering screen.

"Want to know the meaning of life? Want to ...... Alive? ”

“yes/no。”