The night sky is clear, the crescent moon is in the sky, and the stars are bright.

In Kiyoshi Uesugi's dream mirror, it seems that it is always night, and he has never seen sunlight here.

It is surrounded by the tranquil city of Tokyo.

In the distance, a small island looms over the sea of Tokyo Bay, shrouded in a hazy mist.

Uesugi Kiyoshi is back in the dream mirror again.

His mind moved, and his figure shuttled, and in a short time, he had already arrived in the town of the hundred ghosts, in front of the mirage building.

Pushing open the door, he walked in, and looking around, he let out a sigh of some emotion.

Compared to the empty space at the beginning, this is already a very full room.

The magnificent and lifelike murals all around, the projection of the sea of stars of the gods in the dome, the hundreds of candlesticks that radiate a warm light, the unpretentious conference table and high chairs, and the statues of gods and dogs that are exactly like him, the ghost hands waving and dancing in the flames, and the two oni cuts and the ghost soldiers on the weapon racks in the corners.

He has gained a lot, and he himself is not what it used to be.

At the beginning, a beginner who could only practice kendo to deal with evil spirits is already a famous swordsman who can slash ghosts and gods angrily.

In just a few dozen days, he seemed to have passed more than ten years, during which the battles were clearly imprinted in his mind, becoming the nourishment for him to increase his strength, and the strong enemies he encountered were also the driving force that urged him to keep moving.

In addition, he also gathered some like-minded friends around him.

This may be his most valuable asset.

If he was more of a lone swordsman before, then in the future, he may have to learn to be a leader.

Thinking wildly, he sat down on the main seat of the long table, glanced at the mural of the wine swallowing boy on the wall, and saw that he was not interested in coming out to chat, so he simply ignored him, just knocked on the arm of the chair by himself, and closed his eyes thoughtfully to take a nap.

After a while, his eyelids jumped, he opened his eyes, and waved his hand.

The door of the mirage building opened, and a figure dragged a sack-like object and walked in with easy steps.

“...”

"What the hell do you have to say in a dream mirror? What do you bring? ”

Uesugi glanced at the doorway and asked, a little puzzled.

The person who came was dressed in a kendo suit, with a golden sword pinned to his waist, a heroic face and an unpredictable smile, it was the lord of Arakawa who had already recovered his "divine power", gathered his "divine body", and only needed time to restore his full strength, Narumi Shingo.

"This thing can't be given to you in this world, you can only meet in your dream mirror, don't keep a straight face, I brought you a gift, just as a thank you for helping me find my strength."

"You should need this."

Shingo Narumi tossed the thing in his hand forward—he literally lifted a sack, and after the sack fell to the ground, the opening loosened, and several maggot-like creatures crawled out of the writhing body.

Uesugi Qing stared, waved his hand, stood up, and the boy on the wall had automatically flown into his hand.

He felt "threatened".

Since the Ascending God Ladder was activated, he was able to collect faith, and although he did not get any tangible benefits from the power of faith, he already had a basic sense of those who were also gods.

If he didn't feel wrong, these writhing insects in front of him had divinity in them, and they even had a lot of faith power, and even... He sensed a thick mirage.

It's a rarity.

Uesugi Kiyoshi can't count how long it has been since he has absorbed a new mirage, and the ghosts and gods he killed before have more or less gained, and the mirage also has a lot of effects.

But since I took over the work of dealing with those outer gods, I have done the most tiring work, and the mirage has not been recorded at all.

The power used by those outer gods can't be absorbed by the Hundred Ghost Scrolls.

But... The insects in front of me are out-and-out big fat sheep.

At the same time, an electronic synthesis sound that had not been heard for a long time suddenly sounded in my ears - Hyakki-e rolled up and reacted.

"Unknown Divine Soul Fluctuations Detected - Matching."

"Matched."

"This is a god, it is on the grey list, it is recommended to capture."

"Its name is Eight Thor!"

This name Uesugi Kiyoshi is very familiar, and his teacher's famous battle is to slash the eight thunder gods, one person is against the gods, and he wins the battle.

"This is the Eight Thunder God, don't look at him like this, but he has a background, he is the son of Izanami, the god of thunder, and the god of thunder, and he is also the number one person in Takamagahara."

"There are too many gods in Japanese mythology, and if you want to say that you can fight, you will definitely be the number one in the row."

"Izanami doesn't need to be mentioned, the daughter of Huangquan, the mother of the gods, even if she is the Yan Jun of the underworld, she has to sell her a little face, she is a character who is not easy to provoke."

"This short-sighted thing intends to borrow my name, steal my body, borrow my corpse to resurrect my soul, and was broken by me, I was angry, and I didn't think so much, and I won back the power of Arakawa with you, opened the Arakawa Water Country, flooded his Yellow Spring Hirasaka, assimilated his dream mirror, and captured him alive."

Shingo Narumi's tone was understated, and he could hear that Uesugi Kiyoshi was stunned for a moment.

He actually felt that his results were strong enough, but now it seemed that this Lord of the Arakawa... Seems to be a ruthless character.

"I can't do anything about him, although the power of Arakawa is majestic, it is not enough to completely destroy a god with a reputation all over the world, so I sent him to you."

"You should be able to kill him, and... Soak up his power, right? ”

As soon as he heard this, Uesugi Kiyoshi's face changed slightly, but he raised his eyes to meet the burning eyes of Narumi Shingo.

Immediately, as if he understood something, he nodded silently.

Narumi Shingo smiled and said, "Don't have this expression, the previous owner of the Hundred Ghost Scroll had this ability." ”

"Completely kill the ghosts and gods, absorb the power of the ghosts and gods, and inherit the hundred ghost painting scrolls, you should be able to do the same, I guess so."

"In that case, I'll leave this to you."

"It doesn't matter if you let it go, kill it or not, it's up to you."

“...”

"If Jianyu Lei or the daughter of Huangquan comes to the door afterwards, you just have to say my name, I arrested the person, and you don't need to fight for me - this is my grudge."

"You can rest assured."

Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you talking about?" ”

"Hey, we've at least fought side by side, it's too much of an outrage!"

Saying this, Uesugi Kiyoshi was not satisfied at all, and he turned around with a sword, skewering a few maggots into a sugar gourd.

In Narumi Shingo's eyes, the black, thunderbolt-covered maggot kept writhing, but it could not be suppressed a little bit of shrinkage, languishing, and finally turned into flying ashes, disappeared into the air, and did not leave a trace.

However, Uesugi Kiyoshi was like taking a great tonic, his face was full of red light, and even his idol emitted a faint fluorescence.

A mirage poured into his body like a mountain and sea, and then rushed into the self-portrait on the mural behind him.

The ghost fires that were originally blooming one by one were rushed by the mirage, and immediately melted together, like a ball of squeezed plasticine, and finally turned into starlight and flew away, all of which disappeared into the body of Kiyoshi Uesugi's self-portrait.

The shackles of the ghost fire... was broken.

Because the amount of mirage obtained this time is too large, this Eight Thunder God should be said to be worthy of the name of the righteous god in the ancient records, not to mention the beliefs that were absorbed by the gods in the past, the mirage alone exceeded the sum of all the mirages that Uesugi Kiyoshi had absorbed before.

Quantitative change will cause qualitative change.

Gas, which can become liquid, can also become solid.

Ghost fire poured into the body of Uesugi Kiyoshi's self-portrait, but on the empty hand of his portrait, at some point, an extra cyan lotus flower appeared.

Each petal is like a real thing, and if you look closely, there is a cyan liquid surging in it, and it is full of color.

As soon as he sensed it, the results he got scared him.

The Inujin Swordsmanship, which used to consume a ghost fire, now doesn't even cost a petal.

This green lotus is double-petaled, and the number of petals is definitely in double digits.

He finally didn't have to be like Ultraman, and the red light would turn on in a few minutes - the previous must-kill dragon sparrow, and he estimated how he could now slash out three or five swords.

Of course... That's not the most important thing.

And most importantly...

Uesugi glanced at the mural, both light and dark, and a smile of anticipation curled into the corners of his mouth.

After many days, he can finally light up the Hundred Ghost Scroll again.