Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Soul of the Changemaker
After glancing at the battle situation and seeing that it was as he thought, Uesugi Kiyoshi pushed open the gate of the small courtyard with peace of mind, leaving behind the sound of swords and guns colliding one after another.
The sight made his face sink suddenly, and a pair of sword eyebrows were twisted together.
The source of the smell of blood was found.
This is a purgatory-like Shura field, and some empty courtyards are full of corpses.
Human corpses.
Unclotted blood flowed unscrupulously on the ground, driven by mysterious forces, outlining scarlet, dazzling and strange patterns.
Strangely, the torrential rain stopped abruptly in the open courtyard, as if it was protected by some invisible barrier, forming a confined space.
Before he had time to observe the corpses, Uesugi Kiyoshi saw the statue of the god in the middle of the courtyard at a glance.
The majestic man with his head held high, with a wild smile, was naked, as if singing in the sky.
The eyes of his heart opened in an instant, and in his eyes, a mirage that was richer than those of the "Four Heavenly Kings of the Ghost Clan" lingered around the statue, condensing but not dispersing, like substance.
This should be... It's right!
In front of the idol, there was a sturdy figure kneeling with his head bowed, he was motionless and lifeless.
And Dong Wenyu, who was a little chubby, was standing aside and looking at the statue, saying something excitedly.
After the door was pushed open, he frowned, and when he looked back, some irritated resentment spreading across his face.
"Your Excellency, I don't know what you're shirking... Now, the enemy is knocking on the door, and you are satisfied? β
"Even if you are as strong as a ghost king, you can't just shoot at will across a world, right?"
"There are enough living souls, a body that can accommodate the power of the ghost king, and all the preparations, I have made all the preparations."
"Your Excellency is so cringe... Could it be that you are afraid? β
It seems that this drunken boy has some oil and salt in, which makes Dong Wenyu also have a headache, and even uses inferior agitation methods.
Unfortunately, he seemed to be talking to the air, and the idol did not give him any response.
Dong Wenyu waved his sleeves angrily, and wanted to say something more, but the sudden sound of the blade breaking through the air made his heart tighten, and he hurriedly turned sideways and dodged the fierce sword.
Dongwen Zhenxi's face was flushed, and her eyes turned into a strange crimson at some point, she didn't say a word, she jumped out with an arrow step, and the reverse blade in her hand was in the middle of the boat, and she slashed at Dongwen Yu's neck without mercy.
Dong Wenyu laughed gloomily, and with a casual hand, a green light flashed, invisibly blocking Dong Wen Zhenxi's back-bladed knife, making it impossible to advance an inch.
Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned slightly, Maki Higashi's state today was very wrong.
She was too anxious, although the eagerness to avenge her father was understandable, but... Nor will they rush to the front without thinking.
Just now, if Dong Wenyu has any attack methods that burst out in an instant, then it is very likely that Uesugi Kiyoshi will not be in a hurry to rescue, and Miss Dong Wen will have to die on the spot.
Uesugi Kiyoshi glanced at the white jade statue, his expression moved, and he found that since Tofumi Maki stepped into this small courtyard, the mirage lingering next to the statue of the drunken boy had become thicker and thicker, and he had become a little unable to see the face of the idol.
Seemingly... The target of this ghost king is indeed Dongwen Maki, who is carrying the demon sword and demon soul.
That's where it gets interesting...
Dongwen Maki was blocked with a sword, and she didn't give up the offensive easily, her swordsmanship attainments are not low, and when they first met, the beautiful cut fell into Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes, which is already a very good level of swordsmanship.
Before the blow was successful, she immediately turned the knife momentum, rotated her hand, the boat changed from a reverse grip to a positive grip, her body tilted out of a steep angle, the knife light pulled an arc, and used a move "Yan Fei Slash".
Dong Wenyu's reaction was a little slow, but his "ability" took effect very quickly-a green light that was exactly the same as just now was inextricably wrapped around the Reverse Blade Ship, causing its offensive to stop.
Towen Maki put away the knife again, the hem of the kimono on his body fluttered in the wind, but the expression on his face was a little unusually hideous.
She seemed to have made up her mind, and took a few steps back, her back to Uesugi Kiyoshi, and the bones in the boat were a little white.
"Sir..."
"Please let me be willful for the last time... Can you give this man to me? β
"Dong Wenyu... Absolute! Absolute! Absolutely unforgivable! β
There was a crazy light flashing in the blood-red pupils, and the eldest lady of the Dongwen family showed a completely different side from the usual dignified and elegant side.
For some reason, Uesugi Kiyoshi remembered the crazy girl wielding a demon sword in the Hundred Ghost Picture Scroll.
The shape is like three points, and the god is similar, and it has become seventy.
β...β
"Sir, if I die here, I am also to blame, I have already ordered Guishan, if this battle is won, he will respect you as the new president of the Dongwen Society, and assist you in taking over all the affairs of the Dongwen Society."
"I'm not going to let you help me for nothing."
"So..."
"Please let me cut off his head with my own hands!!"
The girl's delicate body trembled slightly, and in her slender body, the flames of revenge were burning, driving her and wielding her sword.
Looking at the somewhat stubborn back, Uesugi Kiyoshi was quickly relieved.
People are different, but in his shoes, he may not be more rational than Dongwen Maki.
Take people's money and eliminate disasters with others, although this eldest lady is a little naΓ―ve, but she is still really good to herself, even at the last moment, she still thinks about not letting herself work for nothing.
Cast it with a peach, repay it with a plum.
"Go ahead."
Kiyoshi Uesugi's words were loud.
"I understand your feelings and respect your decision... So, go for it. β
"Don't scruple, you won't die before me, I promise."
Dongwen Maki's body shook violently, and then gradually calmed down.
She suddenly looked up, and her entire pupils had turned a dazzling crimson, like cherry blossoms that had bloomed before they withered.
"Change is always bloody..."
"Father, unfilial daughter... It's time to draw your sword! β
"Dragons soaring in the sky, souls of changemakers, please link me!"
"Eight strategies in the boat, Kai!"
The sword in the ship contains the heroic soul of the "changemaker" Ryoma Sakamoto.
The man who was a reformist in the Meiji Restoration era, a hero who set off the opening corner of the Downfall Movement.
After Ryoma Sakamoto proposed the "return of the Great Shogunate", the rule of the Tokugawa shogunate came to an end in form.
And it just so happened that Maki Tofumi, who was carrying his heroic soul, was opponent Higashiwen Woo, who had an inextricable relationship with the god of the Toshoku Tokugawa shogunate.
I don't know if this is a coincidence, or if it is an inevitability that someone calculated in the dark.
The former Towen Maki didn't have a high degree of compatibility with this Mirror of Inheritance, so she never became a real linker.
And now, catalyzed by violent emotions, the girl's consciousness has turned into a key to open the door lock, and the door to the soul of Sakamoto Ryoma is open to it.
Strength is emerging.
The Reverse Blade Ship burst out with a dazzling light like fireworks, and countless points of light were like milk swallows returning to their nests, and all the stars converged into Towen Maki's body.
In the next second, the eldest lady of the Dongwen Society opened her eyes angrily, held the blade upside down, and flew like a streamer.
Dong Wenyu only felt a flower in front of him, and a cold reverse blade hung upside down from behind him, wanting to cut off his head.
His expression changed drastically, and he shouted angrily, and the turquoise light reappeared, only to be shattered by this secret technique inherited from the heroic soul, "Feng Hui".
Dong Wenyu dodged to the side in anger, his body staggered, although he dodged the fatal blow, but there was also a deep wound on his shoulder.
Blood gushed out like money, and Dong Wenyu's face had turned pale.
The situation does not seem to have anything to worry about.
Through Dong Wenyu's actions just now, Uesugi Qing could see at a glance that this Dong Wen wolf's physical skills were ridiculously poor, and he couldn't fight at all.
I don't know if it's hiding it, or if it's really like that.
At this moment, he can only use clumsy movements, driving the green light that he doesn't know what it is, and parrying the paradoxical reverse blade of Towen Maki, who has awakened the soul of the linker.
The battle situation is precarious, as long as one is not careful, he will be beheaded by his niece.
Soon, a miserable cry sounded, one of Dong Wenyu's arms had been cut off, he screamed and fell to the ground, covered in blood, his own blood and the blood on the ground fused into one, regardless of each other.
Uesugi Kiyoshi breathed a sigh of relief, rubbing his fingers on the hilt of his sword, stepping over the pool of blood that had gathered into a stream on the ground, and strolling to the jade statue.
His eyes met the gaze of the drunken boy god with some contempt.
Thinking of the unjust souls who died tragically behind him, a little anger irrepressibly set off waves on his face.
"The Lord of the Great Rivers and Mountains?"
"Heh, Yokotano was bewitched by you? The Secret Ritual Hunter who hunted down Maki is also your minions? The blood sacrifice here, or is it your handiwork? β
Uesugi Kiyoshi seemed to be talking to himself, but he was sure that this ghost king would definitely be able to hear his words.
"I'll just take you by default."
"Then there is a grudge between us to be settled."
β...β
"Get out, we... Take a gamble? β