Fuji Attack Mountain.

In the forest.

Bang! Bang!

A large, dark green figure slowly moved between the trees.

Ahead, a black figure was fleeing.

Not far away.

Behind a tree.

“… Is that... What? The girl's eyes widened, her pupils trembled violently, and the huge body of the ghost was reflected in her eyes:

"Hell... Is it a ghost? ”

Swallow a mouthful of saliva and breathe rapidly:

"The ghost of the assessment... Are they all so powerful? ”

She trembled and grasped the Hinawa knife at her waist.

His eyes looked at the black figure who was fleeing quickly.

The tied short ponytail swayed slightly, and a hint of timidity appeared on his resolute face.

No way!

The blue eyes showed a look of fear.

- Can't save him!

Inside.

The scene of the family being slaughtered by the ghosts reappeared, and the girl stared directly at everything not far in front of her, and gradually froze in place.

The hand holding the hilt of the knife trembled, but it did not have the courage to pull it out of its scabbard.

His legs were filled with lead.

Unable to take a step forward.

Tears silently ran down her cheeks and dripped onto the dwarf blades of grass beside her.

I... Everything you do in order to become a swordsman...

… Or is it all in vain...?

At last.

“… I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! ”

The girl named Aoi Kanzaki covered her ears and squatted behind a tree in fright, shaking her head and whispering.

She gritted her teeth, and tears kept pouring out of her eyes:

“… It's not... Didn't you get anything done..."

……

……

Stomp Tread!!

"Hah! Ha! Ha! ”

Miaoyue's face was frightened, he paid attention to the direction behind him, and kept running forward, gasping for air.

I haven't heard of it, I haven't heard of it!

Why is there such a big ghost in Fuji Raid Mountain?!

His pupils shrank to a point, and the large dark green shadow was wriggling behind him unhurriedly.

Bang! Bang!

“… Don't run away, little ghost. ”

The broad palms supported the body instead of the feet, and squirmed forward step by step:

"I... I've been here for 45 years..."

The cold tone was unhurried, and it seemed that he was not afraid of Miyue escaping from his hands at all:

"Ever since that damn scaly got me..."

"I've eaten more than 50 people."

"Uh-huh-hee-hee..."

Ahead.

- 50 people?!

Yueyue's face was pale, he gritted his teeth, constantly adjusting the rhythm of his breathing, and the speed of alternating his legs continued to increase.

Are the rest of the Ghost Slayer team idiots?!

How could a ghost who had eaten so many people be allowed to enter the team selection exam?!

Between words.

"I know what's going on in your mind..."

Countless arms were entangled, tightly hugging the neck of the hand ghost, and he said skillfully:

"Every year, I will only eat one or two people."

"It's not going to be discovered at all..."

Creak...

The hand smiled hideously, stretched out several arms, dissolved and glued together like a bulging tumor, and swelled with strength, aiming at the back of Miaoyue's escape:

"Which... There are thirteen. ”

His eyes were crooked at a strange angle, and decades of detention had long since made him distort the hatred in his heart and become more depressed:

"It's the same as you, Scale's apprentice...!"

"Everyone, it's all in my belly."

"You're the fourteenth."

After saying this, the hand ghost smiled proudly, stood in place, quietly watched the back of Miaoyue's escape, and did not move forward.

Hmph, be angry, resist.

There was a hint of excitement in the hand ghost's eyes.

But, after waiting for a while.

He found.

He didn't even look back, and continued to run away, even running farther and farther.

——？

Under his thin skin, the cyan muscles were clearly visible, and the blood vessels were climbing hideously.

There was a rare look of confusion on his face.

- What's the matter with this little ghost?

As always, when you say these words yourself.

The fox imps all have a nice look of anger on their faces.

Then one by one they lost their minds and fought back desperately without any rules.

And finally - under the mistake caused by anger, I was caught by myself, and the expression on my face gradually changed to delicious despair...

Swallowed by himself.

Once again, the disciple of the scales died.

Even the two guys who made themselves gain a lot of strength at once in the past few years died like this.

Recalling the practice of previous years, the hand ghost looked at the back of Yue Yue who was getting farther and farther away, and his heart became resentful.

- You should have done this! Gremlin!

Bang!

"Hey...!!"

The hand ghost frowned, angry green tendons spread down his forehead, and his palm slapped the ground hard.

Poof!

The bulging dark green cyst erupted violently, like a rope that was launched, and rushed straight towards Mt. Miao!

The thick palm joints open in front of the cyst!

Swish!

Miaoyue's ears twitched slightly, and he turned his head sharply, looking behind him in shock, and quickly distinguishing in his mind.

He shouted almost subconsciously:

"Wait a minute!!"

Don't wait for him to finish.

Syllable!

The huge palm that came out of it slammed into his left arm!

"Poof!"

As if being hit by a boulder, the muscles and bones were instantly distorted, and a strong pain came down his left arm, cold sweat suddenly broke out, and Miaoyue's face turned pale.

In just an instant, the left arm was already pinched and crushed!

An irresistible force came from his side, and Yue Yue felt the shift of his center of gravity being pulled, he gritted his teeth and inhaled quickly:

"Not really!"

The brain thought quickly, and Yue Yue recalled what he had just heard the hand ghost say, and he shouted desperately:

"I'm not a disciple of Scales!"

Swish!

The giant hand that grabbed his left arm shrank back violently, and everything in front of him quickly retreated!

No way!

His head was covered with sweat, and the sharp pain kept coming, and his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings.

If you go on like this, you will definitely die!

Click!

The only remaining right arm holds the Nichiwa knife at his waist!

He glanced at his pinched left arm, and his breathing became extremely rapid.

- Me!

- Never die!

Poof!

The blade slashed under the armpit of his left shoulder, and the sharp knife easily cut off the left arm that had been pinched and shattered!

Bang!

Losing his restraint, he fell heavily to the ground, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood violently, not having time to feel the pain.

Get up from the ground quickly.

As long as he doesn't die, he will definitely win to the end.

Yue Yue staggered to his feet, his face was pale, and when he was surprised, he tore off the strip of cloth casually, and simply tied the broken part of his left arm with his mouth.

His mind spun rapidly, and he suddenly remembered the mask that the master had given him, and the name that the ghost had just called him.

He shouted hoarsely:

"That mask isn't mine!"

"Yes...", halfway through the words, a suffocating feeling came from the bottom of my heart, almost a survival instinct.

Miaoyue's eyes lit up:

"Before going up the mountain, I killed the masked guy and snatched it from him!"

After saying that, he forcibly calmed himself down, breathed rapidly to recover his strength, and observed the expression of the hand ghost.

Through what the hand ghost said just now.

Mitsugaku judged that it must not have anything to do with the scales.

(End of chapter)