“GEEEEEEEEYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA――――――！！！！！！！！”

The screams of the three-headed dragon even the lava spewed out by the volcano were crushed back into the earth, creating huge cracks.

The black rabbit in a trance looked at the three-headed dragon that came by the assault with a little dementia, and looked up at the three-headed dragon as if it had nothing to do with it.

【…… Are you going to die here?]

"Black Rabbit!!!! Get out of the way!!!!!! ”

The sound of an atmospheric explosion sounded, accompanied by the screams of the black rabbit and the muffled snort of Yakumo Mo, as well as the sound of sharp blades entering the flesh.

Yakumo and the others, who finally arrived here, found the black rabbit who was unknowingly far away from the white yasha, and when they were all too late to rescue on the sixteenth night, Yakumo directly opened the gap and burst into front of the black rabbit.

“………… Hum...... Mutter!! ”

With a muffled snort, Yakumo's dark pupils flashed the same blood color as Kazami Yuka, and the blood of the youkai in his body became more and more boiling because of the injury.

Yakumo Mo, who was inspired by the pain that penetrated his lower abdomen, twisted his brows, and the fingertips of the ten fingers of his hands turned into sharp claws because of the demonic power, and grabbed the dragon claws that penetrated his lower abdomen.

Tear up!!

At the same time that the dragon claw was withdrawn from Yakumo Mo's lower abdomen, six deep scars were also left on it.

Yakumo Mo's golden blood and the red blood of the three-headed dragon spilled into the sky together.

The black rabbit opened his eyes wide to the limit and opened his mouth as if he had seen something unbelievable.

"Eight, Yakumo-sama ......?"

Yakumo held back the pain and grabbed the black rabbit's arm, and shouted at the pale Asuina who was running here:

"Goo, ah...... Put the black rabbit ...... Take! Fast!!!! ”

Then, Yakumo Mo, who threw the black rabbit out with all his might, looked at the three-headed dragon again after confirming that the former was safe.

At this time, the scratches on the dragon claw that pierced Yakumo Mo's lower abdomen had disappeared, and the wound that Yakumo had just erupted with blood was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There was a sudden sound of breaking the air.

Sixteen Nights kicked his feet halfway through the run, and his body smashed like a cannonball. At the same time, the fist was raised!

The piercing sound of bone breaking sounded, and the three-headed dragon just raised its claws at will, and the bones broke when Sixteen Nights hit the opponent's arm!

Sixteen Nights' expression, which could be calmly faced no matter what kind of strong enemy he encountered, was now bitter and distorted, his breathing was extremely disordered, and he lost his blood color in an instant.

The broken arm, the broken bones pierced through the flesh and exposed to the air.

You can't win.

Sixteen Nights immediately made a judgment in his heart.

By his words alone. You can't win.

Sixteen nights looked at the shattered right hand, savoring the emotion experienced for the first time in life.

【…… It's miserable, now]

The three-headed dragon didn't even glance at the fleeing black rabbit, and quietly looked at Sixteen Nights and Yakumo with three pairs of eyes and six eyes.

“…… Whew. Risking your life for your companions? Sure enough, the realm of hell can make my blood boil no matter how many years it goes through. ”

“…… Ha, this is the ...... Shocking, earth-shattering. I didn't expect to be able to speak. ”

Yakumo gasped intermittently, struggling to speak, and pulled a smile at his lips.

"Of course. Originally, I didn't use words to improve my monster nature. - However, it is a different matter if the other party is deceased. Can it be used as a souvenir on Huangquan Road? ”

Yakumo didn't speak. Sixteen Nights wiped the blood from his mouth, laughed and put on a posture.

"That's really, empathetic. There's one thing anyway...... I want to, I want to ask you. ”

"Huh?" The three-headed dragon leaked an unexpected sound.

Sixteen Nights adjusted his breathing and glanced at Yakumo Mo, and then the two of them looked directly at the six ruby eyes and asked questions at the same time.

"Who are you—who are you sacred?" ”

The three-headed dragon smiled back at the extremely serious question.

Two hundred years before he was sealed, all the inhabitants of Hakotea were terrified of his name and their existence.

"Someone came up asking my name. …… All right. This is a struggle that has been separated for 200 years. The extravagance of the name should also be forgiven. ”

The three-headed dragon displays the "Aksara", a banner engraved with the original word for evil, on its back.

It was a time when the reality of the world was still not clear, dividing heaven and earth, giving birth to yin and yang, and formulating good and evil. They formed the oldest cosmology from the smallest units scattered in this world.

Carrying half of its body behind its back, the three-headed dragon's white snake says its name.

"One of the pillars of the [Zoroastrian] god group on the third floor of the box court - the demon king Azi. Dahaca. Handed over to the banner and the third layer by the suzerain. Agreed to spend this life as a demon king, the incarnation of not sharing the sky!! ”

In an active volcano, a scorching wind blows.

Blown by the wind like the mountains and rivers of hell, the demon king with his pure white body and red jade pupils made the banner of "evil" flutter and roar.

"Since it's ...... The god of Zoroastrianism, why, is he willing to be a lackey of Buddhism? ”

"Humph!"

In the face of Yakumo Mo's sarcasm, Az. Dahaka snorted disdainfully.

“…… It's just a little reward for letting me out early. Besides, there are things in your body that I'm interested in. ”

Azi. Dahaka meant something, and Yakumo knew it in his heart.

Is it really here to build the wood itself?

At this time, Az. Dahaka suddenly spread his wings.

A raging, unprecedented hurricane erupted around him.

Yakumo instantly launched the realm to isolate the storm, and fixed himself and Sixteen Nights in place. However, the entire underground city shrouded in the storm was completely destroyed in this wave of disasters.

At the same time, everyone else who was caught off guard was blown into the sky.

Scattered.

Most are separated.

Azi. Dahaca's furious proclamation resounded over the city at the same time.

"Let the horses come, the heroes who have been lost for hundreds of years!!"

"Exhausted !!"

"Resourceful !!"

"Exhausted Brute Courage - Try to turn it into a glorious sword that pierces my chest!!"

The stars wavered, and a storm swept through the Three Realms.

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"Oops, it seems to be even more terrifying than expected."

At the top of the water tree, Sanzang looked at Azi, who was making a big move. Dahaka frowned slightly.

"That might be a bit hard to clean up...... Although this action has been acquiesced by the Buddha, if we fail, it will not be good to deal with the Buddha in front of him. ”

Failure, not to say Az. Dahaka will fail - Sanzang has never thought of this.

After confirming that Yakumo had not fully grown up and that the divine power of Jianmu's body could not be exerted at all, he and all the Buddhist members who participated in this operation did not think that Yakumo and they would be able to defeat this demon king.

But if the Demon King himself is too powerful, it will be a trouble for them to deal with the aftermath afterwards.

What's more, this Az. Dahaka was not a member of Buddhism, but a Zoroastrian god.

The Tao is not the same, not to mention that this demon king and the identity of this human race's final trial are in it.

Long before they started, they had decided to reseal the Mobile Scourge once it was done—but Sanzang would never have been able to do that on their own.

Although it is said that if those old guys of Buddhism who live in Lingshan all the year round and almost forget their names make a move, they will seal Azi. It's not that Dahaka can't do it, but Buddhism itself is also full of contradictions.

Thinking of the Garan God who had been strenuously opposing their plan before this matter began, Sanzang couldn't help but sigh.

So at the moment,

"Hey, I can't say that I want to accept a favor from the Daomen again, it's really a sin and a sin......"

Even at this time, in order to suppress the other faction of their own sect, will they not hesitate to contact the Daomen whose relationship with them has been cut and messed up, or even has been faintly discordant? (To be continued.) )