Ps: Before starting, let's say that Xiaoice's update will be roughly delayed until Sunday in the future, because there is no time to run the Internet café, I can only upload it with my mobile phone, and the chapter last week's night, not that Xiaoice I don't want to upload, but to go to my grandmother's house, I really didn't come back in time, sorry, in the end, there are only two changes today.

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"Blood Sacrifice!? Are you saying that Sakura is going to be sacrificed!? The young man resisted the urge to draw a knife and slash it, and asked in a deep voice.

"That's right!! Even if you are a weak half-demon, you can exert the power of an ordinary youkai through the blood sacrifice, and that is enough for me. The black god may have been really frightened by thousands of years of loneliness, but he didn't hear the underlying meaning in the young man's tone, and nodded.

"But I seem to have heard that youkai who have been sacrificed in blood, whether they are half-demons or real youkai, will die." The boy repeatedly warned himself not to be impulsive, to figure it out before he moved, and his hands were clenched into fists, and blood was faintly oozing from between his fingers.

"So what?" The black god said disapprerovingly, that disdainful expression seemed to be completely unconcerned about the life of the monster, but, of course, this is also of course, when the black god strayed into this space and was locked up, it was more than two thousand years ago in the outside world, when human technology had not yet been born, and the power of the gods was at its peak, and the only thing that could threaten them at that time was the monster that fed on fear.

On the one hand, they collect faith, on the other hand, they live by fear, on the other hand, they protect, and on the other hand, they attack, and the two sides have been destined to be mortal enemies since their birth.

In those thousand years, there have been many wars between youkai and gods, and the resentment in them can be explained by a blood feud? In particular, the lifespan of both parties is beyond human imagination, and this resentment will not fade because of the passage of time, and some will only become deeper and heavier......

And even if the black god is degenerate, he is still on the side of the gods, and he even looks down on monsters, so how can he care about a half-demon who is not a human or a demon?

Seeing that the boy didn't reply (in fact, he was angry and speechless), Hei thought that he had acquiesced when he was a teenager, and added: "Besides, half-demons have been rejected by both humans and demons since birth, and there are very few who can survive, and death is a good destination for them, isn't it?" ”

"Even then, it's not going to get you out of here, is it? Even if the ability is against the sky, Sakura herself is just a little girl, are you sure she will be able to have this ability after the blood sacrifice? Not to mention that the level of this space is quite high. "The words of the black god,The boy's anger value is gradually climbing at a stable value.,Now it's broken through the peak.,If there's a device that can convert anger into energy.,Then the boy's current anger is at least enough to be used in the world for decades.,This is the second time he's been so angry (the first time was when Reimu was captured by Abe Qingming.)。

"I don't care about this, in order to get out of this ghost place, even if there is only one in 10,000 chance, I have to gamble, I have stayed in this ghost place enough!!!" The black god shouted as a scoundrel.

"............" The scoundrel of the black god spoke again and again, and again and again refreshed the psychological limit that the young man thought he could bear, as the so-called extreme must be reversed, the young man who had refreshed the bottom line several times exhaled after being silent for a long time, and the anger on his body suddenly disappeared, as if he had never appeared, and slowly said: "You know? Your words made me agree with what Xiaoling and Marisa said from the bottom of my heart for the first time. ”

"What's that?" The Black God asked curiously.

"That saying is that when you encounter an enemy who doesn't make sense, beat you up first!!!" With that, the boy instantly burst out, pulled out a kitchen knife from his inventory, and slashed at the black god's head.

"Hehe, don't be ashamed! Humans are really forgetful creatures, so quickly forgetting what happened before? The black god sneered, relying on the advantage of his physical immunity, standing in place without fear, especially after seeing that the young man's weapon was a kitchen knife, he didn't even have the idea of owing a little, but it was okay, it saved the young man a lot of effort.

The kitchen knife flashed with a cold light, and the black god's body was immediately split into two halves.

"Cut!" The boy cut unwillingly, he finally kept his hand, not because he couldn't do it, but because he remembered what he had promised Sanae before, so that when the knife was less than three centimeters above the head of the black god, he suddenly tilted the knife to the side, and the target of the attack also changed from head to arm.

“！！！！” After the knife cut through his arm, the black god realized that something was wrong, and not only did there be pain from the place where he was cut, but there was no reply!? Looking at the white "thread" that was cut out on her arm, against the backdrop of her black body, it looked so dazzling, as if mocking her ignorance.

Demon Breaking Weapons! Of course, the above is a joke, the gods who have lived for thousands of years, if they don't have some knowledge, they really can't say it, so the black god suddenly thought of the correct answer, and then was quickly replaced by a wave of absurdity: how idiotic is it to refine a broken kitchen knife into a demon-breaking weapon!!

The black god didn't know, his own sentence summed up all the Hakurei witches who had used this kitchen knife from ancient times to the present, and what she didn't know was that if this sentence was heard by the Hakurei witches, perhaps, there would be no need for the boy to do it.

In the eyes of the black god, the boy has changed from a threatening sheep to a wolf in sheep's clothing, she knows her strength very well, if there is no physical immunity, she is not the boy's opponent at all, otherwise, there is no need to sneak attack.

On the contrary, the boy had no such scruples, and did not have so much time to guess what she was thinking, and the boy only thought about how to give her the greatest punishment without hurting her life, and the easiest way was to attack only the limbs.

So, taking advantage of the fact that the black god was stunned for a few seconds because of excessive surprise, excessive surprise, excessive panic, etc., etc. (the last one is a ghost, and it is used to make up for comparison), the young man danced the kitchen knife with a tiger, and made up more than ten knives in the black god's arms, calves and other places.

And chopping and chopping, the boy was pleasantly surprised to find that the demon-breaking attribute of the kitchen knife was only effective against black, the depraved part, and was ineffective against white, that is, the gods themselves...... Is this an alternative purification? I'm grinning, I didn't expect that my big Boli witch actually has such a thing as purification, isn't your retreat to determine the goal, find the enemy, don't ask the reason, beat it violently to the end, call it a few steps and leave? Purification is such a distant dream for them.

This really can't blame the boy for being rare and weird, because in the early days, he followed Lin Meng everywhere to retreat monsters, and the retreat like violent law enforcement against the Hirori witch has long been ingrained, and he suddenly has to accept this subversive "truth", no matter how easy the boy is to accept new things, he can't do it!

However, this is not the point, the point is that the boy can finally stop leaving his hands, attack = purification, this statement is simply wonderful, the boy even decided to cut the black god from beginning to end, every piece of "skin", every strand of hair, and give her a thorough purification!! The boy swore that there was absolutely no personal vendetta in this, and that he had done it purely for her sake.

Without further ado, from the moment the boy made up his mind, the balance of victory had completely tilted to this side.

And the longer she fought, the more sad the black god became, because she found that she had no power to fight back!! As a god, he was beaten by a human with a kitchen knife (not a weapon, but an artifact) that was not even a weapon!! What's even more tragic is that in the face of a teenager whose speed, strength, skill, and hit rate are all above herself, she doesn't even have the ability to escape, what is the situation!! Is this guy really human!!

"How dare a human swing a butcher's knife at a god!! Put down your weapons and spare you from dying!! ……”

"Hack!"

"You little human!! I'm going to kill you!! ……”

"Hack!"

"Maybe we can discuss it, I was wrong just now, I won't kill you, and after that half-demon blood sacrifice, I can take you out with me, and I won't regret it, I swear to Amaterasu......"

"Hack!"

"Stop!! That guy is going to ......."

"Hack!"

"Bastard!! If you kill me!! Don't want to leave this ...... for the rest of your life."

"Hack!"

………………

In this short period of less than ten minutes, the boy wielded a total of no less than a thousand knives, each of which left a white line on the black body of the black god, which looked like a computer's drawing system, splashing black ink first, and then using the smallest eraser to erase irregularly, reflecting the peak beauty of various ultra-contemporary abstract art.

And the words that the black god said, the young man ignored everything, and the knife in his hand never stopped.

Because he is a martial artist, the boy rarely uses weapons, because it is a kitchen knife, and its use is limited to the kitchen, but all this does not prevent the boy from taking "chopping vegetables" as an art, no, it should be a kind of art, the lightning chop seems to be disorderly on the surface, but in fact he thinks no less than the painter when he puts down the pen, if you have the heart, you can find that those seemingly different sizes, irregular shapes of the "grid", in fact, the area of each piece is the same, every knife, the area cut is also the same...... ……

With the passage of time, the black part of the black god became less and less, and the white part was replaced by more and more, and even faintly had a tendency to overwhelm the former.

"It's already possible, please stop."