After the splendor and sparkle of the moment, the dream and life burned out together.

Only dust and ashes fell from the sky.

The world gradually crumbled before my eyes, and disappeared without a trace.

Everything is moving away quickly, waving goodbye.

It's too late to confirm the result of that sword, but that kind of thing doesn't matter anymore. Perhaps he once had a hundred thousand uneasiness and trepidation about everything in this world, but he would not doubt this sword alone.

Because it's over.

Whether it's the other person or yourself.

In the rapidly darkening world, Sasaki's eyes flashed with countless flashes of light.

The small essence accumulated in the long life flies away before my eyes, bringing not anxiety and fear, but indescribable fulfillment and gratitude.

It's as if it's back to the past, and everything has become so real under the old talk, words, wine glasses, moonlight and flowers.

Phantoms of the past emerged from the dust, standing quietly on both sides of the road, silently bidding him farewell.

Those familiar faces kept emerging, and their eyes were warm.

Doujin-sama, Teacher, Miss Amber, Zatoichi ...... Your Excellency the Professor, the Rector, and Mr. Huai Shi......

At the end of the darkness, Sasaki looked back, bent down gratefully, and expressed his final gratitude to the people who had accompanyed, encouraged, and helped him along the way.

All along, there has been a lot of care.

"Thank you for ......"

Kiyomasa Sasaki closed his eyes in satisfaction and went with his dreams.

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In the dead silence, Jiu Jing heard the sound of cracking.

A small sound rang out from within his own shell, spreading outward...... Until the end, along with the blade in his hand, he shattered inch by inch and turned into flying ashes.

It is unbelievable that there is such a bright and shining sword light in this world, as if a person's whole life is pinned on this sword.

Only with the spirit of nothingness, he outlined the incarnation of King Ming, and sent down a thunderbolt like heavenly punishment.

Then, it's all over.

He froze in place, looking down at the rapidly spreading cracks in his hands and torso.

In that instant, his life, will, and soul were crushed by this brilliant sword, destroying him mercilessly and mercilessly.

There is no room or possibility for manoeuvre.

It's over.

So abrupt.

But the mood of the Mistaken Killer Satomi Hisashi is extremely calm.

I didn't feel ridiculous, I didn't think incredulously why I was dying here. Even if the hatred has not been vented, even if the plan has not been completed......

It's like a wild dog dying in a small alley, calmly and calmly accepting this reality.

I even have time to think about what kind of hell I will fall into when I am full of sin.

But where in the world is there a hell that will be reserved for itself?

After death, the essentia will disperse, and the clear essentia will rise, washing away the painful memories and returning to the vast sea of silver. There is no world after death, there is no hell, there is no heaven, only nothingness.

Death is ugly, just as it is with oneself.

I deserve this ending.

In the trance of this dissipation, he heard voices from the past.

That's the words I heard when I first held my sword.

"You're Jiujing, aren't you?"

The unkempt young samurai crouched down and looked at the child in front of him, "First time we met, I'm your swordsmanship teacher, just call me Sasaki." ”

He tried to smile kindly, but his teeth were grinning like a monkey, and he was funny.

"Don't be afraid. He said, "Swordsmanship is actually quite interesting!"

"Really?"

The child looked up at the adult in front of him and was skeptical: "I heard my father say that swordsmanship is very difficult, and it is also very dangerous. ”

"It's a little bit, but it's okay. ”

The somewhat unadjusted man held the wooden knife, swung it twice vigorously, and looked back as if showing some treasure: "See? ”

"Kendo is magical, it hears you. As long as you make a wish for it and keep moving forward, you will definitely be able to achieve it!"

The samurai put his hands on his waist and suddenly asked, "Jiujing-kun, do you have any dreams?"

"I ...... I don't know. ”

"Eh, aren't you a scientist and an astronaut......? So, what about the work you want to do?"

The child shook his head: "I can't think of it." ”

"So, what about the things that must be done?"

The teacher leaned down and asked solemnly, "That kind of thing, there must be, right?" Everyone should have thought about it. ”

Jiu Jing was stunned in place, dazed for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage: "I want to protect everyone, is such a thing a dream?"

Father, father, brother, Ryunosuke who is always bullied, Asuka who loves to cry, Maki and Mieko who like to play the most, and ...... And Miss Amber!"

I never thought about being invincible in the world, nor did I think about how powerful I was.

Just want to protect them so that they don't have to be afraid.

I want Her Royal Highness the lonely princess to stop worrying and smile.

I want them to be happy......

"Is such a naïve thing a dream?"

In the long silence, the child looked at his future teacher uneasily, and instead of the expected ridicule and contempt, he saw a serious and serious face.

"It's obviously a little ghost, but the dream is the same as mine, Jiujing, you guy can't be underestimated. ”

The samurai burst out laughing triumphantly, stretched out his hand, rubbed his hair, and told him, "From now on, you will be my rival!

"Hmm!"

The child nodded vigorously.

Something sparkled in his widening eyes.

In this way, in the morning light, holding the teacher's hand, walking away step by step, disappeared.

Only the lonely killer was left in place, watching them go away in a daze, for a long time, smiling bitterly and lowering his eyes.

"Really, stupidly......"

In the silence, he looked up to the sky for a long time and fell, and there was no sound.

Death is coming.

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Outside the mountain, the old Sarukawa, who was drinking, did not speak again.

It seems that he is still reminiscing about that moment of solemn sword light like a god and Buddha.

After a long time, he raised his head and drank the wine in the gourd, took one last look at the remaining smile on the corner of the deceased's mouth, sighed, and turned to leave.

Don't look back.

Above the clouds, Hattori still looked down, sniffing at the scorching stench left by the thunder in the air, and his brow slowly furrowed.

After the news of Ashikaga's death was leaked, Shikameikan really couldn't wait. Otherwise, he would not have thrown out the trump card in his hand in such a hurry.

The thunder light that fell from the sky just now was not a natural celestial phenomenon...... On the contrary, there is probably only one person who is so domineering and indulgent in the blatant incarnation of thunder and lightning, crossing the current realm, and attacking the Satomi clan despite the ban.

In the twin walls of wind and thunder, a fourth-order sublimator holding two miracle seals - Kanda Cangzhen!

It is a miracle engraved on the hand of two miracles, the Heavenly Movement Taiko Drum and the Sorrowful Mallet, which is claimed to be enough to destroy an entire border with the power of one person, and also create a famous 'Thor' in hell!

Through the secret ritual, he turned his entire body into a thunderbolt, and after breaking through his free fetal membranes, he broke into the Satomi family, I am afraid that he has already started to kill people impatiently, and create evidence for the next step of carving up, right?

After the superficial efforts were useless, he ripped off the high-sounding mask and began to devour the corpse impatiently......

It is true that the rotten old things have become an obstacle to the great cause of the emperor.

Just as he was thinking, a firefly flew through the sky and fell into his hands.

That's an order from the 'za'.

But when the shredded fluorescent light unfolded, the order inside was not to let himself act secretly, but to let himself continue to stand by and watch.

It's hard to understand such a truth.

But they had to comply.

Then, when he lowered his eyes again, he realized...... The thunder that was originally tyrannical and arrogant and fell from the sky has disappeared.

Silently.

It's as if it doesn't exist.

I don't even feel any breath that belongs to Kanda Shoko......

Hattori froze in place.

Exactly, what happened?

At his feet, he was filled with a strange halo of light, like a hideous smile, silently devouring all the intruders.

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It's just a momentary trance.

When Kanda Cangzhen came back to his senses, he had already penetrated his free fetal membrane and penetrated deep into the demon realm.

But there was only darkness in front of him, there was no sky above, no earth below, and there was no end in all directions...... Only the pitch-black liquid beneath his feet was viscous and wriggling, converging into an endless sea.

Where exactly is this?

In the dissipating thunder, traces of the Heavenly Movement Taiko Drum and the Sorrowful Hammer appeared, and finally the remnants of the thunder and lightning intertwined with Kanda's innocent face, and he looked around.

Even with magnetic vision, it is difficult to see the true face in the dark.

It's like breaking into some world that has long been destroyed.

Except for the foul-smelling ocean beneath your feet, there was nothing at all, and there were no upgrades.

Not right-

It's not even in the realm anymore!

It's not the effect of the miracle mark of the Eight Houses at all! Whether it's the royal paradise or his transformation, he has personally experienced that kind of field, and even has the experience of fighting with the Satomi clan as the master.

Such a barren and strange scene is definitely not created by the Eight Virtues or the Eight Evils!

The mallet of sorrow fell, and the heavenly drum shook violently, setting off a mighty echo.

A terrifying wave of air comparable to a missile bombardment spread along with the blazing thunder, whipping without warning in this dead and void world.

But here, there is nothing for him to destroy.

Only the viscous dark ocean beneath his feet squirmed, torn open to a crevice, and countless tiny teeth suspended in the ocean appeared, and then slowly closed.

Water impermanence.

Kanda was stunned for a moment, and then he sounded the taiko drum again, and thunder roared out, sweeping, and the firepower that was enough to destroy an entire building was vented in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, the whole person turned into a pillar of thunder again, and flew up in this endless dark world at a terrifying speed close to the speed of light.

But no matter how long it flew, it was impossible to see its edge.

Instead, the silent sea of darkness beneath his feet began to squirm gradually, rippling like it was slowly recovering, rippling layer after layer of ripples.

The air is getting hotter and hotter.

It wasn't until the first bubble slowly rose from the dark ocean that Kanda Cangzhen suddenly realized.

It's like ...... It's like being put in a pressure cooker!

Now, the oceans are boiling.

"Hehe, did you finally notice it......?"

An old face emerged from the cracked sky, as large as the sky itself, its lips opened and closed, and a playful voice sounded: "How does it taste in the urn, Your Excellency the uninvited villain?"

In front of Guo Shouque, in the bamboo basket above the charcoal fire, a thin ray of thunder continued to jump like a snake.

It's hard to break free.

Here, it's already under the knife of the kitchen demon!