The deafening explosions of the iron projectiles came one after another, blasting out a sea of fire and shaking the entire valley.

The towering dark cliffs look particularly hideous under the reflection of artillery fire.

Bang bang bang.

Two backward severed edges rushed out of the area covered by the artillery fire in disarray.

But instead of facing forward, they are facing backwards.

The location of these two severed edge gods was originally the end of the artillery area, and the price to be paid for crossing an entire artillery coverage area forward was obviously a little too great compared to evacuating a short distance backwards.

Kamiya's [Three Thousand Worlds] release this time was very good, and the timing was very good.

If the two Broken Gods who were behind were placed in the middle of the artillery fire area, and the distance between forward and backward was about the same, then they should choose to rush forward to support their comrades at the cost of being wounded.

Instead of getting out as much as you can, as you are now.

Bang bang, bang bang.

Countless swollen fingers slammed into the ground, and the powerful power that erupted from the [Three Thousand Worlds] gave the Broken Edge Gods who had seen this trick for the first time a great deal of deterrence.

made these two Aragami with the middle and lower reaches of the combat power level obviously hesitate.

Roar!

The roar of artillery fire continued.

In the distance, there was a symphony of thunder, and the dazzling electric light and fire reflected each other, soaring into the sky.

And so it went on for a few more minutes.

[Three Thousand Worlds] completed three rounds of artillery fire and finally calmed down.

The air was filled with smoke and dust, and on the smashed potholes, there were still remnants of a terrifying heat wave, and the smell of turbulent gunpowder smoke.

The two Broken Edge Gods raised their palms, and in the giant eyes in their palms, their eyeballs twitched and swirled, and finally locked onto the front.

On the other side of the heat wave and the smoke and dust, the blood-stained figure of the Kamiya River stood like a high banner.

The aftermath of the thunder had not yet dispersed from his side, and the ghost hand and ghost sting that were suspended at his side shone clearly.

And at his feet, the severed god who had just fought against him was already lying on the ground in his last place.

Syllable.

Kamiya's right foot stepped on the curled middle finger of the Broken Edge God, and stepped the huge pale knuckle to the ground. At the same time, with a force of his right hand, he cut out the boy who had penetrated deep into the palm of the Broken Edge God.

He wiped the thick blood from the blade with the fabric on the inside of his elbow.

Then he whipped the long sword wantonly-

Boom!

The boy cut the sharp edge of the knife and pointed it straight at the two remaining enemies.

The two remaining Broken Gods were in staring with Kamiyagawa.

Through the flying dust, one could see that his deep, miniature pupils were unbridled and wanton, and seemed to be mocking and staring, as if to say:

Three fights and one is counter-killed, will you guys play?

……

Bang bang bang!

Click, click!

The dense fingers under the two severed edge gods swung violently, rushing through a messy land like a roaring chariot, and struck towards the Valley of the Gods.

"Rushing over ......"

Kamiyagawa's heart tightened.

In fact, he didn't provoke the two remaining Broken Gods to rush up and fight with him.

The movement of raising the sword just now was only a tentative statement: "Your companion is dead, and it is best to retreat if you are interested." ”

But it may be that Kamiya's god-like posture pulls the taunt too high, or it may be that the irrational broken fate god is really iron, and the only way to encounter them is to die endlessly. In short, the two remaining enemies seem to have been provoked to be ferocious.

"Ahh

Kamiya inhales and exhales, using breathing techniques to restore his strength and keep his mind clear.

The process of running and fighting just now really consumed too much of his strength.

Especially the one-on-one fight.

Although Kamiyagawa had the experience of killing the Broken God once in advance, and this kind of Aragami monster not only looks similar, but the number of attack paths used is also very similar.

So it's slightly less difficult to go head-to-head with the second one than to go head-to-head with the first one.

But the pursuit of killing an Aragami in a short period of time is really too reluctant.

The battle that has just ended is very attritional.

It's so big that Kamiya doesn't even have the strength to escape, and now it's impossible to pull away when he turns around and runs, and it's no different from exposing his back to the enemy.

All he could do was to take two more breaths and turn his strength as much as possible before the two Broken Fate Gods rushed to the approaching place.

It's too late, it's too soon.

The two rusty giant scissors have already strangled in front of Kamiya's eyes with a fishy wind.

Clang! Clang!

Ghost Cut and Boy Cut smashed into the knife edges of the two scissors at the same time, and the knives collided, and the sparks of the collision splashed everywhere.

But the strength of the two ghost slashing knives is obviously not as good as before.

There is still the amplitude of Ibaraki's hand on the ghost cut, and he can barely wrestle with the god of broken fate. But the boy cut Kamiyagawa himself, but it was a giant scissor that was bitten on his knife, and he retreated several steps upside down.

Sting!

By grabbing and taking out the thunder spear and sweeping, Kamiyagawa reluctantly forced back the severed god who tried to fight him closely.

But before he could catch his breath, another pair of scissors came to his eyes aggressively.

"Damn ......"

……

At this time, it was at the other end of the Tianhu Stone Gate.

Hotaru Onizuka, who was running wildly all the way, was panting, and her hair that had been tied up was scattered.

The situation is very wrong.

She could feel that at the other end of the red rope, Kamiyagawa's breath was no longer as smooth as before, and it looked very chaotic.

He's in big trouble!

Rushing.

The foot bag wades in the water, stirring up a chaotic current.

The little witch finally returned to the Tiando Stone Gate, her chest rising and falling, panting as she groped for her newly acquired Tendo Bronze Mirror and attached it to the groove of the Stone Gate.

With the help of the other lenses, the bronze mirror fragment was reset to where it belonged.

The turbulent power on the stone gate seems to have stabilized a little.

"Achuan."

After doing all this, the exhausted Onizuka Kirita finally sat down on the ground, letting the cold scarlet sewage on the ground wet his clothes.

In the darkness of the cavern, the little witch's heart was beating chaotically, and she held her left wrist tightly with her right hand, trying to feel the breath of the other side of the valley.

He prayed that his qi would return to stability and strength, but at the same time he was unwilling to pull the red rope and interfere with Kamiya, who might be in trouble.

"You must not have anything, you must not ......"

……

Clang!

Tong Ziche and Giant Scissors bumped into each other again, and the sound of the battle was short and violent.

At the end of the crossbow, Kamiyagawa couldn't get any rest, so he began to fight one against two, completely falling into passivity, and all he could do was to support himself.

His flank had been cut open by the edge of the scissors, and the hem of his shirt was stunted with blood.

Fortunately, with his rich experience in life-and-death fighting, Kamiyagawa avoided the angle of being pierced by the scissors when he received this blow. And with the strength of his flesh and blood now, this kind of injury that does not penetrate deep into the flesh will not make him completely incapacitated.

It's just that every time I swing the knife now, it will bring a tearing sting pain in my waist and abdomen.

The current Kamiya, the recovery of physical strength is far less fast than the consumption of energy, and in the end, it is completely relying on the willpower honed by himself from life and death, as well as the muscle memory that has been tempered thousands of times to fight mechanically.

If you are not careful, you may have to explain it here.

Clang!

After another exchange of blades, the ghost screamed and smashed the giant scissors, smashing the broken edge god holding the scissors into a crooked body.

Normally, at this time, Kamiyagawa can seize the opportunity to make up for a knife or a lightning strike, so as to expand the results of the battle.

But the second severed god swung his swollen fingers like a stomach and feet, and raised the huge scissors like a dog's skin plaster and stuck to it.

In the past, those opponents were beaten by a group, but today he can be regarded as experiencing it himself.

Qiang.

The boy cut the light and flickered, causing Kamiyagawa's figure to disappear from the spot, and he flashed in front of the broken edge god who was suppressed by the ghost cut.

Taking advantage of the right distance and timing, he once again cast Yunyao.

But at the same time, a sharp pain came from Kamiya's back, and blood splattered.

When facing two enemies, if you only concentrate on fighting one, it is impossible for the other to watch the play in place.

Such a way of fighting only attacking but not defending will inevitably come at the cost of being wounded.

But Kamiya has no other choice, and blindly defending will only usher in a slow death.

He's got to fight.

Because of another pair of scissors on his back, this should have been a sword like a rainbow, but due to the weakness of the knife wielder, the power was not as strong as before, but it only cut off a dense swollen small palm under the body of the target Broken Edge, and the blade only cut into less than one-third of the main body's torso.

It can be cut through two phalanges.

Then Tong Zi Che was dragged by the broken edge god with the rest of his palms, and even Kamiyagawa was pulled under it.

But he was also red-eyed, completely ignoring the cold, sticky and disgusting touch on those swollen palms, and let them pull him hard.

There was a sharp pain in the wounds on the abdomen and back.

Kamiyagawa, who had fallen to the ground, tilted his head hard, and above him, where the dense palms were piled up, he could see the one eye of the god of broken fate staring at him viciously.

Bang!

Kamiya's right hand held the boy cut, and the yang thunder on the blade burst out, forcing back the small white and swollen palms around him.

Then his left hand flipped over, and the bayonet on the [Banshee] popped out, stabbing into the eyeball that was staring at him.

The viscous liquid runs down the face, and a strong fishy smell fills the nasal passages.

The god of broken fate rolled violently with Kamiya.

And then—

Bang bang!

Two gunshots rang out, and the purple lightning pierced the pale palm.

The second severed edge god twitched violently twice, and finally stopped moving.

"Ahh

Kamiyagawa struggled out from under the severed torso, which was slowly turning to ashes, and staggered to his feet.

At this time, he was covered in blood, and he was already unstable on his feet, and he only relied on the boy to support his body.

But the determination in his eyes did not subside, and his blood-stained hair and clothes swayed sullenly in the waves of thunder.

Kamiyagawa struggled to raise Ibaraki's hand, lifted Onikiri up, and pointed to the last severed god:

"Only ...... left You...... One up. ”

At this moment, facing Kamiyagawa, who had obviously lost his combat effectiveness, the last broken god who was still in good condition actually hesitated and feared.

Still, the frenzied killing instinct drove it, raising its giant scissors and rushing towards its prey.

Clang!

The ghost cut into the open edge of the red scissors, and with its own sharp strength, it cut out a small crack on the edge of the scissors.

But that's not enough, it's not enough to destroy the scissors.

Titicaca –

The giant scissors bit the ghost cut, trembling slightly, and the brute force above was already difficult to resist.

The tip of the rusty scissors is approaching Kamiyagawa's throat inch by inch.

Titicaca!

The red scissors were a few minutes closer to his throat, and he could already clearly smell the strong smell of rust on them.

The weakened Kamiya finally lifted the boy to cut at this time, but was pulled by the dense palms on the broken edge god's body.

If it were placed in the ordinary world, he would have exploded with the enemy without saying a word in such a situation.

But here in Tianhu Rock, there are no gods and substitute paper people.

"Even if it's really here...... I'll pull you on your back......"

Kamiya launched another ruthless attack.

But not yet, even if it lasts a few more minutes, it lasts a few more seconds.

At least wait for the scissors in front of me to really twist into my throat.

"Ahh

Another round of Ah Ya sucking, the power of the ghost cut became stronger, and finally pushed the giant scissors in front of Kamiya's throat a few points away.

And in the next second, the severed god who tried to strangle the Valley of the Gods suddenly lost his strength.

Even the scissors were cut by the ghost and smoothly opened.

"Huh......?"

Kamiya's tense body loosened slightly, and he heard some familiar sounds—

"Hee-hee!"

"Dad is hurt, Mom is sad."

"Mom said, get in front of Dad."

"It's broken! Mom said kill it! Kill it! ”

The gray valley was completely occupied by blood-red mist for a moment.

In the red mist, there were children laughing and scolding.

Kamiya, who had already fought to the point of some trance, looked forward and saw the red spirits, or the boys under the seat of the god of good fortune, holding the body of the god of broken fate with their hands and feet, tearing and biting, screaming and trying to drag it into the depths of the red mist.

The white flesh and the red ethereal spirit tugged at each other and rolled together.

"Mary?"

Kamiya seized this gap, gasped for breath, and relied on "breathing back blood", and his blurred consciousness finally cleared up.

But in the red mist, the familiar red and black dress could not be seen, only a white paper crane with black hair fluttering, fluttering around him.

Kamiyagawa instantly understood the current situation-

Mary's power seemed to have invaded further into the Amado Rock, and her blood-colored red mist had tumbled out even more.

But Mary herself still doesn't seem to have completely broken through the shackles of this space, and it may be that she is still supporting the gap that she has managed to open.

However, she sent the origami bird through the mist, so the red spirits appeared in the raging blood mist.

Although I didn't love these Red Spirit summons very much, this time it really saved my life.

My sons and those of Mary, you have done a good job!

Kamiyagawa's spirit lifted a little, exhaling and inhaling.

He knew exactly what to do now.

Taking advantage of the fact that the red spirits were dragging the broken edge god, Kamiya decisively raised his hand and touched the blade cut by the boy, and the bright blade once again stirred up clear and transparent yang thunder!

"Do you hear that? The kids say kill you. (End of chapter)