Chapter Seventy-One: A Victory That Came from Hard-Won

"Whew, whew, ahem, ahem, ahem, β€”β€”!!"

Scarlet drops of blood burst out from between her fingers, and it took a moment for Ikae to caress her heaving chest.

"Honestly, you...... It really surprised me. ”

The two different colors on the blood-stained dress were intertwined, and Ihime had to hold her sword on the ground to stabilize her body, and her miserable appearance was even more embarrassing than when she fought Yakumo Murasaki.

Closing her left eye, which was stained by blood, Iki stared at the fallen shadow on the cracked ground in front of her with her slightly tired right eye.

The child's graffiti-like cloak was torn and his sneaky mask was half destroyed, and I wondered what the use of this guy was in keeping all this meaningless stuff in the end.

is as strong as Yi Ji, so she naturally saw it a long time ago, the cloak and mask are just props used to hide your identity, and they don't have any special power in themselves.

But...... No matter how powerful it is, it is still an earthly person after all.

"Although the way of fighting is exactly the same as that of youkai, that amazing strength is not something that just youkai can have, and it would be a mistake not to be able to ask your name-"

Yi Ji took a tired step and dragged the sword of red flame closer to Takeya: "Feel honored, earthly people, to be able to hurt us as gods with such a humble body, this glory can be a good conversation even if you die in hell...... Forget it, can't you hear it anymore? ”

Even if she is respectful, it is not Yi Ji's habit to show mercy to her subordinates, and she does not intend to give the other party any respite at all.

Boom β€”β€”!

Iki slashed with a sword, and the shattered earth was once again covered in endless smoke and dust, but at this moment, her left eye, which had been closed, opened suddenly, and the instinct of a swordsman told her that the blow just now was definitely empty.

"Secret Swordβ€”" A ghostly tweed ringed in my ears.

"Behind the scenes......?!" After a moment of surprise, Iki turned around with a sword, dispersing the smoke and dust while burning everything in his vision with flames, but the blazing sea of fire did not catch anyone.

Suffered!

Even if she never thought that she would miss, Iki still had to admit that this impossible "miracle" did appear in front of her.

It was an indescribable sense of disobedience, as if it were a misplaced comic strip, and Iki couldn't understand how the same aura that appeared in two positions at the same time could be done, which could no longer be explained by the word "fast".

Just like now, she could clearly feel that at this moment, at this moment, behind her, there were three sword slashes that fell at the same time.

"Yan Hui!"

Yi Ji was completely hit by the powerful three swords in the defenseless back, and the blood-stained body that he glimpsed out of the corner of his eye, waving a sword in his hand that was not the gun he had been guarding.

It turns out that the guns that came in the first place were feints? Despicable earthlings, who had intended to fool me from the beginning, but...... Beautiful, indeed.

Ichi's body slowly fell forward, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously pursed, as if showing a relieved expression, but in the next second, the eyes that had been closed opened again, and suddenly burst out with a more terrifying light than before.

"Don't underestimate the gods, bastard! Above-ground people!! ”

Obviously, the body that should no longer be able to continue fighting seems to have recovered in an instant, no, it should be said that it has become stronger, and a violent spiritual power envelops Yiji, which is not only the armor that protects her, but also the weapon used to fight.

The all-sweeping Yan Sword swung from top to bottom, and in Yiji's eyes, Takeya once again made a familiar move.

It's comingβ€”β€”!

With a swing of her sword, Takeya was lost again, but she never let up, and her god's bonus and her amazing fighting talent allowed her to adapt to this incomprehensible phenomenon in a very short time.

The swinging sword did not retract immediately, but followed the trajectory of the force and turned behind him.

Since the eyes and perception are no longer available, let your intuition guide your body!

It was obviously empty behind him, but just as Iki's sword turned, Takeya's figure appeared strangely, the space did not change, and the atmosphere did not burst, as if it should have appeared there.

Although I don't understand how the other party did it, Iki can't care so much at the moment, and when she caught Takeya's figure, her unsmiling face showed a victorious wildness.

"Got you!"

Takeya who bumped into the opponent's sword was even more surprised, Yihime's formidable fighting talent, among the people Takeya saw, there was no one except Reimu.

It's just a pity-

"What?!"

Ichi's eyes widened, and her face was incredulous, and the killing sword was actually swung in the air again.

Takeya's figure was like a broken picture, and when Ihime's sword blade slashed through the space, he reappeared in his original position.

The unpretentious sword was once again split into three, and an unfatal wound appeared on the left shoulder and the right shoulder and lower abdomen at the same time.

This guy ......

This time, Iki couldn't stand up again, and the endless doubts and deep humiliation plunged her into darkness in front of her.

Plop –

Following Yi Ji, Wu Ye finally couldn't force himself anymore, his feet fell to the ground and gasped for breath, the taste of escaping death was a lot, and after the mental tension faded, the physical pain was like the returning tide of seawater, almost drowning Wu Ya.

Win? Is this a win? I guess I won, right?

It's not that he doesn't laugh, and Wu doesn't know what mood he is in now, relying on the uniqueness of this "demon power" in his body, he used the method of pretending to be dead to smash Yiji, no matter what, winning is winning.

From the last time he was vaguely aware of the battle with Yuka, to now, Takeya can be sure that Sakiya's ability to manipulate time has also been "learned" by himself at some point.

Although it can't be compared with Sakiya's manipulative technique, Wu Ye can gamble on this ability with his lifeless momentum every time he is at a moment of life and death.

Despite this, judging from the situation just now, the time for him to manipulate and stop was only a short moment at most, which happened to be the time when he swung the Yan Hui Three Swords.

If it weren't for Yiji's carelessness by pretending to be dead, I'm afraid that even if he had the ability to manipulate time, he would inevitably be sent to hell by the other party.

And, for the first time, Takeshi felt the "price" that came with this force.

No matter how much Takeya looked like a monster before, he was still a human after all, no matter how he consumed demon power during the battle, the exhaustion brought by it was psychological at most, and in terms of physical aspect, he would never be as weak as Yakumo Purple or Remilia because of the lack of demon power.

But this time, the manipulation of time brought Wu Ye an indescribable feeling, not physically or psychologically, but a kind of ...... A special look and feel.

It's as if there's an abyss-like black hole in my heart that is constantly devouring myself who uses this power.

In a trance, some unpleasant fragments flashed through Takeya's mind, and he shook his head violently, dragging his slowly recovering body towards the depths of the wasteland.

Perhaps it is easier to continue to force yourself than to fear the unknown.