"Hmm." Lin Qiye nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the two corpse beasts wreaking havoc in the city in the distance, "Kill them." ”

"Yes."

The three "Immeasurable" realm caretakers shot out at the same time, killing the two corpse beasts in the distance with great momentum.

Lin Qiye had already carefully perceived that the corpse beasts that had descended here now were all in the "immeasurable" realm, and in the case of three against two, it was already a sure thing that these two corpse beasts would be destroyed, and the reason why he didn't take action in person was because he had more important things to do.

Lin Qiye stood in the air, looking down at the city in ruins under his feet, and quickly flipped through the forbidden spell secret book left by Merlin in his mind.

Finally, his gaze fell on one of the forbidden spells.

He took a deep breath, rested his palm on the hilt of the [Chopping White] knife, and forcefully pulled it out of its sheath.

He raised the blade and volleyed it towards the ruined city beneath his feet, slowly outlining it, and at the same time, a touch of night surged out from the scar marks.

The knife mark is the pen, and the night is ink.

Under this long knife that defies distance, a huge and complicated magic array is gradually taking shape in the center of Osaka City.

……

Mount Fuji.

Snow covered the dark mountain, and the four figures moved slowly but surely towards the top of the mountain against the bitter cold wind.

Paper cranes flew over the heads of the four of them, encircling the mountain, constantly circling the sky, as if searching for something.

Wrapped in a thick mountaineering suit, Shota Hoshimi gently spat out a mouthful of white mist, and he stopped and looked behind him.

Through the ethereal clouds, they can faintly see the distant city below the mountain, full of rising smoke and dancing flames, they stand on this snow-capped mountain, like a natural pure land away from the chaotic city.

"It seems like there's chaos in the city." Shota Hoshimi said with a frown.

"The power that influences people's hearts seems to be getting stronger and stronger." Amamiya Haruki didn't look back, and continued to walk firmly towards the top of the mountain, and said calmly, "The more this situation is, the more you must ensure peace of mind, once there are too many negative emotions, it is easy to be corroded by the mind......

We are okay in the mountains, the city is full of chaos and riots, once the residents fall into panic, they will inevitably be polluted, and if this continues, sooner or later they will lose their minds and kill each other, and the more innocent and kind the people, the more likely they are to be killed by the riots and crazy crowds in the turmoil.

In this extremely evil city, kindness will become a deadly original sin......

There is not much time left for us. ”

Several people climbed up the circular mountain little by little, the air pressure in the air was getting lower and lower, coupled with the long-term cold and fatigue, Yuzurina and Hoshimi Shota's physical strength was a little exhausted, and an unnatural flush appeared on their cheeks.

Even so, their footsteps did not stop in the slightest, their heavy hiking shoes creaking on the snow, and their eyes were full of determination.

In this world of sin and sin, they are the forerunners of a civilized future.

Suddenly, Yuzuri's eyes lit up as if she had discovered something.

"Found it!"

"Found it? Where is it? ”

"In a crater in the corner of the mountaintop, covered in snow."

"Lead the way!"

Yuzurina quickly walked from the end of the line all the way to the front, leading the three of them in the direction guided by the paper crane.

A few minutes later, they reached the highest point of Mt. Fuji, where the charred crater was surrounded by a thick layer of snow, and patches of snow were scattered like white spots near the dead crater.

A large number of paper cranes hovered above the crater, and after the arrival of the four Yuzurina, they quickly slid down, flying towards some white snow.

In the thick snow, half of the ghostly hilt was exposed, like a palm-sized stone, almost blending into the surrounding blackened mountains, and it was impossible to distinguish it without looking closely.

The four of them walked up to the hilt of the knife and looked at each other, their faces beaming with joy.

"It seems that the prophecy of 'the land of the corpse god arch' is also false information." Shota Hoshimi breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, we didn't let Yuzuri Takibai come with us, otherwise we would have run for nothing." ”

"Let's pull out the [Burial Mountain] first, now that the Nine Swords of Wojin are gathered here, we should unite the Nine Swords as soon as possible."

"In other words, how do the nine swords become one? Shouldn't they all be rebuilt and fused into one? Hoshimi Shota asked suspiciously.

"That's not necessary......" Yoshiki Furuhara opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but after glancing at Amamiya Haruki beside him, he still closed his mouth and was silent.

Amamiya Haruki walked over to the half-cut hilt, slowly reached out and held the hilt, took a deep breath, and pulled it out hard......

[Burial Mountain] does not move at all.

"Huh?" Amamiya Qinghui was stunned for a moment, and the unbeliever clutched the handle of the knife again, and with all his strength, pulled it up again!

The handle of the knife remained unmoved.

Amamiya Haruki's brows suddenly furrowed, the knife in his hand seemed to be integrated with this mountain peak, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake it in the slightest.

"Amamiya, you don't have enough strength, let me come." The tall Furuhara Yoshiki walked in front of the [Burial Mountain], took off the clothes on his upper body, revealing a piece of strong bronze muscles, he has been playing iron refining all the year round, and his physical fitness is much better than that of Amamiya Haruki.

He confidently walked to the knife, grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, and snorted, and the muscles in his body tensed in an instant!

The hilt of the knife in his hand still stood firmly in the mountains, not moving.

"Strange, how did this knife get in?" Yoshiki Furuhara tried several times in a row, but he couldn't pull it out, and he opened his mouth suspiciously.

"Give up, you can't pull out this knife."

At this moment, a wisp of green smoke floated out from the [Burial Mountain], turning into an old man wrapped in a black robe, standing next to the hilt of the sword.

"[Burial Mountain] Sword Soul?" When Amamiya Qinghui saw this person, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"In ancient times, when the second handle of the Nine Swords of Wojin was just forged, a god of Guojin took it and fought a decisive battle with a god of Tianjin, and after the god of Guojin killed the god of Tianjin, he used this knife to nail his body to death under this mountain forever, and the name of [Burial Mountain] also came from this.

Endless years have passed, and this knife has long been fused with the mountain, and with the power of mortals, it is impossible to pull it out. "[Burial Mountain] The sword soul opened quietly.

Hearing this, everyone's faces suddenly turned ugly.

It's no wonder that after the Nine Swords of Wojin came out, only [Burial Mountain] did not leave any legends in the world, and there has never been a master of the Wojin Sword...... This knife is all one with Mt. Fuji, who else can take it?

They finally managed to find the last of the Troubled Knife, did they finally get stuck in the step of pulling it out?

It's a shame!

At this moment, a figure floated out from Shota Hoshimi's waist, it was a woman with fox ears, and on top of her bumpy figure, she was draped in a layer of vermilion feathers, like a touch of red ink in the snow.

"That'...... Let me try. ”