readx;? The Return of Gensokyo, the King of the Celestial Realm, catches the attention of Yakumo Murasaki, whose unreasonable style angers the youkai sage. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The youkai sage, who is the high-level combat power of Gensokyo, is attracted by the king of the heavenly realm who has entered the chaos, and the son of Ju Tianzi, who wants to take revenge on the people of the heavenly realm, fights with Qingning in the mountains and forests.

"Shhh...... Heh" And the seventh director of the organization in Hell, the purple-long woman took a deep breath.

The red trench coat with black-brown blood clots swayed with the movement, and the woman's blood-red lips opened slightly to reveal a pair of sharp teeth.

Seriously, there is no air in hell. There are only poisonous gases that are the specialty of hell, which can replace oxygen in some ways and provide people with breath, but these gases themselves are difficult to smell and can easily cause various problems if absorbed for a long time.

After all, this is not the world of the living, and therefore there is no preparation for what the living need.

Thankfully, the remodelers did, and Flander himself wasn't too scared......

But Flanders predicted the existence of his destination, Gensokyo, from this breath.

Although the poisonous gases of hell still exist, Flander is keenly aware of the difference between the aura structure here and other places.

"It's almost there. Flanders, the blood-clothed demon, said lightly.

Gensokyo, which was supported by a small number of high-end combat power, exposed its weakness when it faced the organization of a large-scale attack, and Gensokyo's high-end firepower was completely towed, and victory began to tilt towards the invaders.

It's going very well on this side of Hell......

The last elite Reaper that Hell could send was knocked out by Flanders, and the blood-red stakes pierced his hands and feet into four holes, a wound that seemed like no big deal to the alien monster made the Elite Reaper wail and couldn't break free.

This is the strongest warrior that the hell side can send over, and the ambush of him and the rest of the elite warriors only ended up like this, and the rest of the hundreds of elite Grim Reapers, all of whom were pierced and hung in the sky by wooden stakes, like pieces of dried meat exposed to the sun.

"Fran ......"

"Execution. Flanders said without looking back.

She wasn't interested in wasting time on these losers, but Ichel wasn't surprised by that.

"Understood!"

Ichil pulled out a strange pair of weapons. It resembles an earthly pistol, but its shell is not made of black firearms, but a hellish weapon made of white and red bone.

These equipment are prepared in the overworld, and in the process of fighting in the hell world, they combine the technology and items in the underworld.

Transhuman 1729 calmly pulled the trigger with his weapon, and the psionic energy that erupted from the muzzle of the skull pierced through the core of the Grim Reaper's souls, and then gave a military salute to Flander, and the tattered boots stepped on the scorched ground of hell to give a new order.

Flanders didn't follow, the purple woman strained her face, she wrapped her trench coat tightly and walked towards the last river Styx. The internal strife of the relevant organization in the outside world is not known to the fighters in Hell, and the organization fighters who entered the front line early avoided the most dangerous internal factional power contest, and the defense line of Hell led by Flander and the high-level reformer warrior Ichil was finally broken, and the Hell side has begun to give up chasing and killing this group of thugs who invaded the dungeon, and after realizing that the other party's purpose is Gensokyo, for fear of harming the pond fish, they began to build a defense line and did not dare to stand up, so in front of them were only the Shikieihime local government that ruled Gensokyo, and the defense river under the jurisdiction of the god of death Onozuka Komachi。

As the target got closer and farther away from the core of hell, the vaccine pills injected before the departure began to take effect, and the fighters of the organization like Ichiel began to gradually regain their former combat effectiveness.

However, at this time, their strength cannot be described as the level before their deaths, and their souls have also been tempered and honed in the repeated attacks of hell, and their strength is stronger than before, and at the same time, the army of the undead captured in the process of invading hell has also begun to become a servant army, helping the invading hell army to attack the hell world.

Flander has nothing to worry about, Ichel has no ambition, and his ability is reassuring, after some guidelines were initially issued, various tasks were handled by this transformer, and Flanders didn't need to worry about the whole process, so a good subordinate was naturally rare.

"Report to the commander, the mission has been successfully completed, please instruct!"

Wearing helmets and fully armed, Ichiel and other reformed warriors followed Flander to the Styx.

They were followed by the spirits of Hell who had been recruited......

"Offense. Flanders looked at the last of the Styx and said lightly.

Flanders's orders were carried out, and hundreds of thousands of undead armies composed of Ichiel and other key junior officers attacked the River Styx.

The seventh, with an indifferent expression, stood in place, letting the Maharaja pass through her and charge ahead. Her behavior is not arrogant, in fact, in the process of attacking and destroying other hells, Flanders and other warriors from the outside world still accumulated countless experience in fighting the underworld: when their front troops arrived, Flanders was able to help them disperse the ability of the River Styx. Let them pass smoothly, so as to completely ravage the Grim Reaper and the undead who are hiding behind the River Styx, who think they are safe. The space with no end to hell is filled with the undead of hell, some floating and some burrowing...... There were also a large number of down-to-earth, hundreds of thousands of undead soldiers folded in three different spaces, and they pressed it in one breath, the earth was trembling, and the overwhelming breath of the dead was enough to suffocate people.

There is no enemy to be blocked, and it is only a matter of time before this last line of Hell Styx is breached, right?

But just as they were about to cross: Flander was about to open the River Styx, Flanders suddenly noticed something was wrong.

At the end of the River Styx there was a very small wooden boat, as if it had emerged from the other end of the horizon, and on the bow stood a woman in a blue cloak rocking the oars in the River Styx, slowly appearing from the end of the field of vision.

But it's a pity that the small wooden boat didn't cause much change, no one cares about the small wooden boat, no one cares about such a person, even if some of the vast undead mercenaries will definitely be alert, and the android warriors will also be on guard, and Ichir is secretly calculating the variables at the same time, but no one wants to organize or stop this brilliant trend, hundreds of thousands of troops are still rushing towards the River Styx, and no one stops.

But when that man appeared, Flanders' alertness was raised to the maximum.

Hundreds of thousands of troops, the army of the dead who are not afraid of fatigue rushed towards the River Styx without hesitation, Flanders only had to do a good job of covering for them to cross the river, but at this time she did not intervene at all, but stared at the mysterious man rocking the oars in the boat.

Fifteen seconds ago, the distance between the army of hundreds of thousands of dead and the River Styx was 7oom.

Seven seconds ago, the distance between the army of the dead and the River Styx had inexplicably become 9oo meters.

After three seconds, there was no change in this distance, and the army of the dead was still marching violently, but the distance was getting farther and farther to 113o meters.

Flander borrowed the figure to visually measure the distance, but noticed that the distance between the River Styx, which should have been crossed at this time, and the Maharaja had increased to 12oo meters.

Not only is the distance from the shores of the Styx increasing, but the shoulder distance and step distance between these undead armies and those transhuman soldiers are also increasing.

Extend, extend, extend, expand, expand, expand, and finally......

Nothing can be seen.

Flander's army was gone, her backup was gone, and the hellish city where shadows could still be seen in the rear was gone, leaving her alone near the River Styx, the wind blowing from nowhere on the side crackled her trench coat, and the smell of undried blood spread and spread across the edge of the riverbank. The boat and the boatman, who could only see a vague shadow, had already approached the shore, and when the boat docked, Flanders saw that the oars in the boatman's hands were not oars at all, but a light blue scythe at the same height as his height.

The River Styx is a river that hinders life, and no other life can survive except for the specially bred river monsters in the River Styx, and the weapons soaked in the River Styx are stained with the water that has devoured souls, and the water of the River Styx is the poison of life.

The blue-robed boatman who couldn't see his face stepped on the clogs and landed on the simple Styx dock step by step, step by step, and the squeaky sound of the Styx dock supported by only a few templates echoed on the empty riverbank, the boatman gently pulled off the light blue cloak draped on his shoulders, and the delicate and smooth hand held the cloak and gently wiped the cold sickle, and the sickle soaked in the Styx flashed with an extremely ominous demonic color.

There was no sound, no words, nothing, the moment the boatman stepped into the edge of the River Styx, the distance between Flanders and the boatman was at least 4oom in an instant, and it became the most dangerous combat distance in an instant, and the mysterious cloak woman's scythe fell in an instant, and it fell on Flander's soft neck, and half of the flesh on Flander's neck was stuck on her cervical vertebrae, and in an instant, blood gushed like a spring, and the bright red blood also soaked into the woman's arm along the handle of the sickle, and the arm as white as snow was extremely bewitching in the blood。

The blue cloak slipped off her body to reveal the true face of the sickle woman, revealing the blue bottom dress with a white hem, a brown money control belt was tightly tied to the girl's slender waist, highlighting the girl's plump breasts that the conservative Japanese long skirt and top could not cover, and the tight belt made the soft jade rabbit under the clothes more plump and straight, and the open blue neckline could also glimpse its spring scenery, and the bright red red braids were as dazzling as a beacon in this dim hell world.

Grim Reaper Onozuka Komachi.

Shikieihime Amasanadu's subordinates,Responsible for extraditing the god of death of the dead in the Gensokyo area。

It was just a blow that slashed into Flanders' neck, and what hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of dead Reapers, couldn't do, was done by Onozuka Komachi, and this alone was much stronger than the group of Reapers, which Flander had dealt with.

Normally, this should be a fatal injury, but Onozuka Komachi, who successfully attacked, had a puzzled look on her face, and her blood-soaked red arm kept trying to exert force, but it was impossible to advance or retreat, neither cutting off her neck nor letting the sickle leave!

"What an amazing monster" Onozuka Komachi slid a cold sweat down his cheeks: "...... The bite force of your vertebrae is more terrifying than any youkai I've ever seen, and the scythe that soaks in the River Styx every day is helpless, you are not a living creature at all!"

Flanders crooked his neck and grinned crookedly, raising his finger to aim at Onozuka Komachi, and a bright red pillar of magic cannon light erupted from his index finger.

Onozuka Komachi resolutely gave up the scythe in his hand, and appeared on the other side almost teleportedly to avoid the attack track of the magic cannon, but the magic cannon turned around and attacked Onozuka Komachi by itself.

"It's a nuisance. Onozuka Komachi stomped his feet, and suddenly sparsely dropped a few square-hole copper coins under the loose and puffed up long skirt, these copper coins were kicked up by Komachi, and a few copper coins turned into countless barrages, and these barrages hit the magic cannon in small quantities to decompose its power, and most of them bypassed the distance between the two, and all fell on Flander's body with a crooked neck, and when it touched its body, the square-hole copper coins exploded like explosives, just like the precision strikes of dense artillery groups in modern warfare are all concentrated in the area around Flanders。

The released magic cannon was cut off from the main body, and its power was weakened, and the magic cannon that disconnected the energy supply had a limit even if it was strong, and Onozuka Komachi, who was sensitive to this, knew that he had succeeded, and then returned to his hand with the scythe in his right hand in an instant, which made Onozuka Komachi think that he had succeeded, and then raised the scythe and held the scythe tightly with one hand...... The weapon in his hand automatically deformed, the mouth of the sickle contracted and lay on the handle of the knife and turned into an exaggerated giant sword, Komachi held the sickle handle that turned into a giant sword and flexibly blocked it in front of him, and the magic cannon was blocked in an instant, and then the female god of death rotated the blade like a propeller, and the thick and terrifying pillar of light magic cannon was cut by Komachi stiffly, turning into a small energy magic bullet scattered on the ground around Komachi, blowing up countless small pits, large or small, and bounced off the magic cannon. A small section of the magic cannon that was bounced off hit the dead tree on the bank of the river, and the dry and black dead tree turned to ashes with a loud bang.

The two only fought for a short time, and they played the lethal effect of a local conflict between two countries in modern warfare.

"As an acrobat, you're doing a good job......

A malicious compliment sounded behind him, and when Onozuka Komachi heard this, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle's eye, and the knife in his hand that turned into a big sword blocked behind him without hesitation: he made a movement that seemed to be about to carry the giant sword on his back, and then a huge force from his arm hit his wrist, and Komachi's body was slammed from behind, and his body flew out like a football kicked away.

Flanders, whose wounds had long since healed, stood behind Onozuka Komachi, raised the silver-white spear that was supposed to pierce Komachi's heart from behind with one hand, and made a standard throwing motion, the holy golden light emerged on the tip of the spear and swirled like a whirlpool, the trench coat on his body crackled, Flander stretched out his other hand to visually measure the distance between the two, and then burst out

"Through her, Gangenir!"

Accompanied by the spell of the purple Flanders, the spear was thrown, and the spiral golden energy body was wrapped with a roar of white-gold lightning, and the silver spear, which was only a few meters long, flew out like a meteor and struck towards Onozuka's body.

Golden, white pillars of light burst out in the air, and the scorching white light, like the rising sun of the morning sun, bloomed on the horizon.

But...... When the light dissipated, Flanders' eyes showed a hint of essence.

Onozuka Komachi, not too much damage at all!

It was far away, but she could see what was happening there.

It was not the body of Onozuka Komachi, but the corpses of about a few thousand spirits of the underworld and the credibular officers that had been engulfed and destroyed by Gungnir's pillar of light.

Standing on the few unsteamed residues was Komachi Onozuka, covered in charred black and smiling brightly, spitting ridiculous white smoke at Flanders.

Pulling the original soldiers next to him as a meat shield to ward off the damage, the army that was originally attacking Hell became the meat shield of the god of death Onozuka Komachi!

A cold light hit in the field of vision, Flander subconsciously blocked her head, her own blood splashed her face, and from the distance between the two sides, Komachi's scythe arrived and pierced Flander's arm.

"Boom! bitten again!" Flanders' reflexes annoyed Komachi.

Flander's skeleton and strange body bit the scythe again, and it was clear that the distance between the two sides could run a marathon, but Komachi's scythe allowed his scythe to attack Flander from a distance.

For Onozuka Komachi, who can control distance, the so-called degree is not necessary, and her subtle control of distance can directly allow herself to reach the level of crossing space, directly destroying her heart.

But in the face of Flanders, Komachi had to admit that the Grim Reaper killer who had killed countless of his peers did have two hits, and he wanted to destroy the center, but each time he was dodged by her clever steps, and then defended with an inconsequential place.

This time it was the wrist that was sacrificed, but Komachi didn't think that the other party's wrist could not be healed: it was obvious that the poisonous water of the River Styx could not stop her from healing!

"But that's okay!"

Komachi laughed heartily.

This time, it wasn't Flander's body that bit the scythe, but Onozuka's scythe that deliberately stuck in Flander's body to prevent him from leaving.

A sense of crisis gripped him, and Flander tried to shake it off, but all he could do was bleed himself and stain the handle of the scythe red.

There is no way to leave, because when trying to take a step, Flanders will immediately return to the same place.

Onozuka Komachi's ability, the ability to manipulate the degree of distance!

The scythe that bites Flender's torso becomes the coordinates, and Flanders' efforts are nullified by interference from the coordinates' ability to assist.

"Got you!"

The black, pitch-black, ominous door opened at Flender's feet.