Knock ——!!

The hanging mountain peak smashed down to the earth, and under the terrifying collision force, it was instantly shaken into pieces, and the earth of the "human circle" was buzzing under this collision!

This blow shook the entire island nation.

Amamiya Qinghui's figure fell weakly with the fragments in the sky, his collar was already soaked with blood, his pupils were dilated, and he had completely lost consciousness.

In the final analysis, he is just an ordinary person who has pushed the power of the Disaster Tsu Sword to the extreme, and even if he has the rain god protector, his defense power is far inferior to the strongest individual soldier born from the sword soul like Wu Ji.

His silver-white hair was fading rapidly, the dark blue long knife in his palm had returned to its original state, his rain god state had been shattered by the corpse god, and the [Rain Collapse] sword soul had also suffered an unprecedented heavy blow.

With a sword of calamity, against the gods, this is already his limit.

The vermilion haori on Takehime's body was already covered with dust, she lowered her head and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood violently, her eyes fell on Amamiya Haruki who was rapidly falling to the ground in the distance, and her legs slammed on a boulder, and rushed towards it.

Mt. Fuji is still slowly rising.

The pitch-black giant corpse god stood suspended from the top of the volcano, looking down at the falling ants, the hideous rift on his face opened again, and a shimmer of destruction began to brew.

Boom ——!!

The red line pierced through the endless flying stones, turning everything in its path into muck, and shot straight at Amamiya Haruki, who was unconscious in mid-air.

At this moment, a figure draped in vermilion feathers came to Amamiya Haruki first, grabbed his collar with one hand, and threw it behind her, at the same time, she quickly turned around and looked at the red line that was already approaching her door.

Wu Ji roared, clenched his right fist, and hit the tip of the red line, and blasted out with a punch!

The red line that was enough to collapse the mountain peak and the earth was shattered a little by Wu Ji's punch, and it deflected to the other side, but then the follow-up red line gushed out wildly, instantly punching Wu Ji's body out of a big hole!

Her right arm then turned to muck, dissolving into the void.

Seeing that Wu Ji's punch deviated from the red line trajectory, the corpse god seemed to be stunned for a moment, and turned the red line to Wu Ji's face door again, as if he wanted to directly wipe it out.

In an instant, a cyberpunk-style sci-fi spear pierced through the clouds like thunder!

The tip of the spear carried terrifying kinetic energy, and slammed into the chest of the corpse god, making a piercing buzzing sound, and then the tip of the spear bloomed like a bouquet of flowers, and a surging sci-fi beam of light bombarded the figure that covered the sky and the sun and bombarded it back a few steps.

The red line that was about to obliterate Takehime was directly deflected by this blow and flew into the clouds in the sky, tearing out a cloud crack that seemed to have no end.

A red-clothed figure stepped out of the air, and the blood-stained white hair hung down to the ankles, fluttering slightly in the wind.

"It's Takihaku!" Yuzurina's eyes lit up when she saw the red-clothed figure.

But when she saw the blood-stained red dress, she was slightly stunned, and a distressed look appeared in her eyes.

Yoshiki Furuhara stumbled to catch Amamiya Haruki, who was thrown by Takehime, and at the same time, Shota Hoshimi frantically rushed up the shattered mountain, trying to catch the falling Takehime.

The blood-stained figure, carrying a huge amount of gravity, fell heavily on Hoshimi Shota's arms, and the latter snorted, and after unloading some of the kinetic energy, he still couldn't stabilize his body, and rolled down the steep mountain with him.

The smoke and dust were billowing and the gravel was splashing, and Shota Hoshimi hugged Takehime, who had lost half of her body, and used her back to resist the impact of sharp stones for her, and rolled all the way down the mountain.

Blood spread, pain struck him everywhere, but his arms still didn't show the slightest sign of letting go, he gritted his teeth, and his young face was full of determination and determination.

He gritted his teeth and persevered until the paper crane came in the sky, caught him and Wu Ji's figures, wrapped them and flew back to the foot of the mountain.

The cranes scattered.

Shota Hoshimi was half-kneeling beside Takehime covered in blood, bowing his head and coughing violently, his back was already bloody and fleshy, and it looked extremely bloody when it was linked to the tattered mountaineering suit.

His left arm was already broken and twisted, his right arm was trembling uncontrollably, and the palm that was used to hold the pen for the exam was now full of devastation.

In front of him, Wu Ji, who had lost half of his body, was extremely pale.

She lay quietly in a pool of spreading blood, her charming eyes were full of distress and looked at the wounds on Shota Hoshimi's body, "Shota ......"

"Don't speak." Shota Hoshimi pursed his lips and twisted his head to the side, "I, Shota Hoshimi, although I am a waste without any combat effectiveness, but ...... But I'm also your sword master! You can't be taken care of all the time......

Occasionally...... I can take care of you, too. ”

Wu Ji looked at Shota Hoshimi for a moment, and the corners of his pale mouth hooked up a smile.

She just stared at the stubborn teenager so quietly, her eyes showing affection, and endless nostalgia, she reached out and gently touched his cheek.

"Sure enough, no matter how many times you are reincarnated, you will always be your ......"

"What are you talking about?" Shota Hoshimi was stunned.

"Shota, you lean in." Wu Ji spoke softly, and her voice became weaker and weaker, "You performed very well in today's game...... I'll tell you everything I promised you......"

Hoshimi Shota was stunned for a long time, leaned down slightly, put his ear to her mouth, and listened carefully.

……

Soaring on Mt. Fuji.

Yuzu Takakibai looked away from the few people under the mountain, and the eyes of the cross stars were full of rage and murderous intent.

Amamiya Haruki was seriously injured, and Takehime was dying...... If his speed is slower, I am afraid that these people at the foot of the mountain will be completely destroyed by the corpse god!

"You dare to hurt them?!"

Yuzuri Takibai stretched out his hand, and the cyberpunk spear automatically flew back into his hand, he held the spear, and the red clothes flew under the fierce killing machine.

He is the guardian of this world, the patron saint of white...... But no matter how docile and kind a person is, he will have his own reverse scales, and the better his temper, when this reverse scale is removed, the more terrifying his anger and madness will be.

For Yuzuri Takihaku, his sister, Brother Amamiya, and all those who are gentle and close to him are his counterscales.

And now, his scales are touched.

"Level 99+, is it a god-level existence beyond my cognition......" In the eyes of the cross stars, the red to purple "LV.99+" on the top of the corpse god's head was reflected, and Yuzuri's white gaze moved down, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

There, there was a blood-barred bar.

HP: 193567214/248239274