Help! I changed the gender of the male protagonist in the yandere game.

Chapter 88 Identity
In the pillar of fire formed by the purple-black flames, Bai Jie's whole body was wrapped in hard armor like a crab or scorpion, and the purple armor covering his entire body was covered with dark red patterns.

Even the head was covered with black bone armor. The shape of the helmet was like a ghost-faced scorpion, with only a narrow gap left for the eyes.

"call……"

He opened his mouth and exhaled, and a stream of hot air blew out from the vents on his mask-like ghost-shaped "cheeks".

Bai Jie tilted his neck and moved his body slightly, and the armor all over his body suddenly made a "crackling" sound.

At this time, sharp bone spurs grew on the joints of the hands and feet, as well as along the spine of the back.

"Is this the power of Omawan!?"

Baijie murmured.

After absorbing the power of Fengmowan, a huge roar came from his body. It was completely different from the familiar feeling in the past - it was a roar coming from deep in his heart.

Deep in his heart, with every beat of his pulse, it seemed as if there was a flame-like energy, extending out rays of fire, flowing through the spiritual channels in his body. The heat was spreading throughout his body, and his consciousness gradually became clearer and clearer, even startling himself.

"However, just as Yuki Yashahime said, this is a power that only I can use now."

The power of Fengmowan is itself a kind of "venomous poison".

This "fierce poison" is partly the crystallization of the power of the evil lord, the Snake Ghost King.

Baijie injected this power into his heart, allowing himself to briefly gain the power of the great demon king.

This kind of demonic power is called "ghost and god energy", and there is also a saying that it is the karma of demons and gods. No matter which one it is, it can prove the ferocity of this power.

"But if you stick the knife into the heart, the person will die, right?"

He asked the lake owner for confirmation.

"But you have already consumed mermaid meat."

Yuki Yashahime smiled cunningly.

"Others will die, but you won't. Moreover, the spirit core will absorb the spirit energy and help you transform this power into your own strength."

Because Fengmowan is the crystallization of the power of the Snake King, this armor was created after his evil spirit was absorbed by him.

"This armor can enhance my strength in all aspects."

Now, after actually using this power, Baijie can be sure that after putting on the armor, he can gain tremendous power even with just a move of his hands and feet.

It feels as if the legendary demon king is possessed by his body, and it seems that as long as he devotes himself to the torrent of this power, he will be able to exert invincible combat power.

The iron chicken "Kyuki" developed a sense of danger.

The bird demon gave up long-range attacks, knowing that the enemy had become more difficult to deal with. It glared in Baijie's direction and made a low "rumbling" sound in its throat, intimidating the enemy like a rooster's crowing.

Bai Jie exerted force to tightly grasp the spear in his hand.

His fingers trembled slightly.

At this time, the iron chicken "Jiugui" suddenly moved. It spread its wings, jumped into the air, and then raised its sharp claws and attacked Baijie.

The iron chicken "Kyuki" was indeed fast enough, but Baijie was even better.

He thrust out the tip of his spear, and with a surge of force, the blade slashed diagonally, and all the power in his body suddenly erupted, as fast as sparks.

This force spiraled and erupted on the gun blade, causing the surrounding airflow to be shredded and released in the form of a tornado.

The Iron Chicken also extended its claws, its demonic energy fully concentrated. Suddenly, the two forces collided in the air, drowned in the explosive sound of sparks and explosions.

The iron chicken "Kyuki" let out a painful wail, its right claw and thick thigh were all cut into pieces and flew into the air.

The force of the spear erupted straight up from the ground, and in an instant, a burst of flames shot up into the sky like a volcanic eruption.

The strange power wrapped around the gun blade kept twisting in spirals, as if it was impacting with the force of piercing through heaven and earth, piercing through the iron chicken's abdomen, crushing the bones and flesh together, and the red internal organs and blood spurted out like a bloody rain.

"impossible!"

Kuki's head with a cockscomb was also blown up into the sky. It found it hard to accept the fact that it had been defeated again.

"I'm going to lose here..."

However, this demon was merely a resurrected individual through the Resurrection Technique. Its flesh and blood turned to sand and stone in mid-air, scattering down from the sky with a thud. Even its shattered heart turned to sand in mid-air, crumbling and disintegrating, leaving not a trace of it.

"Did you make it?"

Baijie breathed a sigh of relief.

The "ghost spirit" contained in the Fengmo Pill has a great weakening effect on evil spirits, and is even more destructive to the dead who have been resurrected using the resurrection technique.

If it were any other magician, even if they tried their best, they would not be able to kill this kind of enemy who could always come back to life.

However, as long as the "ghost energy" is injected into the body of the enemy affected by the resurrection technique, it is not impossible to defeat the opponent.

"Then again... what about the others? Without Feng Mo Wan, it wouldn't be so easy for them to deal with these enemies, right?"

……

"who are you?"

Under the blood moon, the girl cautiously placed her hands on the hilts of the double swords at her waist. Her enemy was a thin figure that appeared under the moon.

"...A swordsman?"

Yue Jialuo Yeming immediately sensed that the enemy was a swordsman.

The other party's every move exudes an awe-inspiring demeanor.

This powerful warrior just stood there motionless, yet he exuded a strong aura that made Ye Ming's skin tremble and numb.

“Ooooo…!”

Ye Ming's adopted sister Ayaka, who was standing behind him, screamed in fear.

They were originally in the courtyard, checking the operation of the barrier around the long house, but they did not expect that an uninvited figure would suddenly appear in front of the sisters.

This should be a warrior. He stood in front of a plum tree, with a sword on his waist and wearing a light black kimono. In the terrible silence of this moment, he suddenly took a step forward like a shadow.

"Draw your sword. I never killed an enemy who didn't have a sword in my life."

A trace of sadness flashed across the pale and cold face of the man wearing a conical hat.

"In life?"

Ye Ming asked in surprise: "You are not a living person... Could it be that this is the art of returning the soul?"

"Good guess."

The swordsman quietly drew his sword.

"I have no intention of hiding my name. My name is Mian Kyoushiro. I was a ronin in my past life. I'm here to take your lives."

The tip of his sword dropped, and a hazy and strange sword energy emanated from his body.

Ye Ming also took a deep breath and raised her two swords. She stared at the mysterious swordsman, who was holding the tip of the sword just three feet away from her toes. She had never seen such a strange move before. It seemed to have a kind of magical power that made her shudder.

Swish!
The swordsman swung his sword, and he raised his sword to kill. The sword light was like wind and lightning, so fast that Ye Ming could only barely catch it with his two swords.

"So strong!"

She was overwhelmed. The opponent didn't rely on spiritual power, but his swordsmanship was superb. The blade light was swirling, and he attacked from the front, moving up and down, stabbing and rolling, not giving her a chance to breathe. "So heavy..."

With each clash, the blades grew heavier. Every time she received a blow, her knuckles split, and she couldn't hold the two precious swords with both hands.

"good."

The swordsman's blade slashed down one after another, each blow carrying lethal force and mass, but the girl managed to catch and deflect it with both swords, sending crimson sparks flying.

The blade accelerated further, and the swordsman danced his sword with hazy round teeth, producing sparks and metallic sounds continuously.

"Your foundation is quite good, but your spirit is terrible!"

With a backhand strike, he knocked the "True World King" in the double swords away. Ye Ming failed to catch the family heirloom sword, and the blade flew to the side and pierced into the ground.

"See? Your swordsmanship is not weak, but you can't maintain your state of mind. As the saying goes, when facing a powerful enemy, you must enter a state of mind where everything is empty. As the old saying goes, any swordsman who has mastered the profound meaning of swordsmanship has the demeanor of a 'sleeping cat aiming for dancing butterflies.' Your sword is just chasing the butterflies. This is completely inappropriate."

The swordsman's movements also stopped.

Ye Ming also stopped. She exhaled gently, placed her right hand on the Mizuzu Huofei sword, and assumed the sword-holding posture with both hands.

Her stance is that of an eight-phase sword.

"Let's try again. Let me see your swordsmanship."

The man in the conical hat smiled slightly, and he assumed a lower stance, with the tip of the sword moving from bottom to top, starting from the left, and slowly making a big circle. This was the secret sword technique he had practiced hard during his lifetime, the "Full Moon Killing Method".

This is a sword technique that can take away souls. When Mian Kuang Shilang was alive, he would use this evil sword to kill enemies. The enemies would lose their souls and be attracted by the tip of the sword that rotated into a circle. They would lose their souls and be as if they were about to fall into a deep sleep, and be killed after losing their fighting spirit.

However, Ye Ming did not widen her pupils. Her sight was confused by the tip of the knife, and lines appeared in her eyes.

The "Soul-Slicing Technique" was activated.

She gripped her two swords tightly, her expression becoming extremely solemn.

"it is good!"

The long sword moved to the upper part, and at the moment the blade drew a crescent shape, Mian Kyoushiro jumped up.

hum!
The knife flashed and drew a silver light.

At this moment, the tip of the knife cut through the skin, tore the muscles, and severed the bones.

A large amount of blood spurted out.

The ominous sword light stopped the crescent sword shape, and Ye Ming took advantage of the moment when Mian Kuang Shiro drew his sword to cut out his own sword in advance.

Her Mizutsu sword cut through the katana and struck the opponent.

“Uh, pfft…”

The swordsman vomited blood, and a wound was cut from the left side of his abdomen to his right shoulder.

"well done!"

He smiled with relief.

"...Also, thank you for giving me a ride—"

The sword that cuts off souls also kills the souls attached to soil, rocks, and bones, and returns them to the order of heaven and earth.

……

boom!
Amid the explosion, Kukutsu Ikki and the Night Walkers also encountered a resurrected powerful enemy.

The two sides immediately started fighting, and the battle was fierce.

However, he did not have the ability to directly eliminate the resurrected souls, so he had to prolong the battle.

"Trouble?"

Kukutsu Ichiki stared at the man riding on the summoned "dragon", a divine beast.

"A 'Dragon Envoy'? Even in our nation's history, there have only been a handful of users capable of controlling such powerful creatures... You must be someone resurrected by the mystical art of resurrection, right? Who are you?"

"I am Yunlong Jiulang."

The man standing on the dragon head laughed, and the hem of his kimono swayed in the wind.

"I'm sorry, it's not that easy to defeat me..."

……

"W-Why is this?"

Akamatsu Mitsusuke stood in the castle tower and looked outside the city in shock.

"Kamino... I didn't order you to attack Renjo Trading Company and Kukutsu Ikki? Why are you doing this?"

"Oh, so that's what you wanted to ask, Master Akamatsu!?"

Shen Ye smiled bitterly and said, "But, this is not an order from me. Also, Lord Akamatsu, you don't have to be so nervous. Surrounding me with so many people is really too scary."

Beside him, several warriors holding spears were staring at him fiercely, as if they were about to stab him with the spiritual spears containing the power of the sacred tree in the next second.

"If it wasn't you, then who gave the order?"

Akamatsu Mitsuyu was furious.

"It's you, Akamatsu-sama."

Shen Ye laughed: "You really don't remember... Well, there's nothing we can do about it. After all, this is what happens after the spell is cast."

What do you mean by this?
As Akamatsu Mitsusuke was thinking this, he raised the sword in his hand and slashed the back of the samurai who was loyal to him.

"Pfft... Sir, what are you doing?"

The confidant turned around in shock. He couldn't believe that Akamatsu would attack him.

No, that's not right... I can't do this?

Blood mist splashed and sprayed.

His right hand swung out uncontrollably, killing another of his close confidants.

"Master Akamatsu...what are you doing?"

Another man who was acting as his guard knelt down and begged for his life.

He raised his right hand, which he had been holding down desperately, again, and slashed the blade at the face that was begging for life.

No… this isn't right, why, why am I doing this?

"...Don't you understand yet?"

Shen Ye's sinister voice sounded again.

"This is the Resurrection Technique, Master Akamatsu... Have you ever doubted your own identity?"

The corners of his mouth were crooked and turned up.

"Is it possible that you have long been a resurrected corpse and have been controlled by someone else?"

(End of this chapter)