Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

This place is a playground for alien demons and gods, and a slaughterhouse for humans.

Upon seeing this, it was obvious that even the usually carefree Izumi Rin suppressed her smile.

Liu Longren's eyes were already filled with a cold glint.

Humans are such strange creatures. Even though the biggest cause of death for humans comes from their own kind, when they see their fellow human beings being slaughtered by other races, anger and a sense of justice will rush up.

Without any communication, Uesugi Kiyoshi simply sighed.

He lightly touched the ground with his toes, a faint mirage swirling around him, and launched his "Flash" attack in an instant.

The nearly 100-meter distance was covered in the blink of an eye. The two katanas gleamed with a chilling light. With swift movements, their figures spun around as if dancing. In the blink of an eye, several fish-man heads had already slid to the ground into the blood-red sewage.

The mirage emanating from the sword acted like a deadly poison to these deep-sea creatures. Their powerful healing abilities seemed to be completely suppressed by the wisps of mirage, causing their entire bodies to turn into a somewhat disgusting bluish-green liquid that dissolved in water.

The closer you get, the stronger the smell of blood becomes.

"What have you all done?"

"Yamamoto Yu, is it? I'll put this score on you for now. The Collectors Association failed in their duty by not noticing this, so let me make amends!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi muttered a few words in a low voice, but did not stop his forward momentum. He used the "Dual Blade Yin Yang" principle of Niten Ichi-ryu to attack from both sides. His swords made contact with the disgusting fishman's skin and then cut in, finally bringing with them a series of shrill screams.

Before three rounds had passed, he was like a tiger among wolves, cutting down countless enemies.

Compared to the scattered Deepseas that Narumi Shingo encountered, Uesugi Kiyoshi met far more in number here, which may indicate that he has found the right place.

After a brief pause, Liu Longren, with a cold face, and Shangquan Lin, with a serious expression, followed suit, each using their own methods.

The greatsword, which was difficult to wield in the narrow pipe, was wielded with extraordinary agility by Kazumi Rin. The faint sword energy that occasionally swept across the blade also swiftly shattered the fishman corpses that were cut down by the sword.

Liu Longren appeared much more professional. His footwork was exquisite, like a fish playing in the water. Every time he drew his sword, it never missed. The fishmen he struck, however, became strangely stiff, fell to the ground, and even had ice crystals forming on their bodies. They remained motionless, clearly dead.

At the same time, a sudden gust of cold wind arose, even causing Uesugi Kiyoshi, who was wielding his sword, to turn his head in surprise.

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"Why is he different? Is this Yuki-Douji's ability?"

"Why can he use it? Why couldn't Xingzi use it from the beginning?"

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Although he had some doubts, he did not slow down his sword swing.

The young dragon of the Kowloon Society, the daughter of the head of the Shinkage-ryu, and Uesugi Kiyoshi, who possesses the power of ghosts and gods and has endless uses for miraculous energy.

This combination can indeed confront some weak gods directly, and even defeat them.

These alien fishmen, who were only slightly stronger than mortals and whose abilities were completely suppressed by the group, were no match for such a fierce attack.

After becoming a different race, their intelligence would degenerate, and their desire for killing and eating, as well as their faith in and obedience to the gods, would replace their original will to think freely.

Now, attacked by Uesugi Seiichi in a fit of rage, they were instantly scattered and routed, with only the instinct to survive and resist remaining.

Wild animals can prey on humans, and hunters can also hunt wild animals.

There were clearly nearly a hundred of them, densely packed in the pipes. Even if they were considered a regional disaster in the modern world, the "Guanyin Clan" couldn't withstand them for more than three minutes before they were completely wiped out.

The emerald green blood and pale blue slime mixed with the blood of human corpses, making the already unpleasant smell even more subtle.

Uesugi Kiyoshi, however, was completely unaware.

He looked around and tightened his grip on the sword.

"Having avenged your death, now rest in peace and attain Buddhahood."

It wasn't exactly a prayer; he murmured something, then suddenly looked up and slashed with his sword.

He cleaved a small, purplish-red snake, less than ten centimeters long, with conspicuous fangs, in two in mid-air.

"Oh, this reptile looks familiar."

"Looks like I'm the winner?"

Chapter 221 The Body of a Thief God

"Fire and Thunder God? What's that?"

Just as Uesugi Kiyoshi and his group ventured deeper into the underground palace-like waterway, at the same time, Narumi Nobuna stroked the rusty door with a puzzled expression, noticing eight terrifying marks that looked like they had been burned by flames.

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"The Eight Thunderbolts and Fire Pillars are the emblem of the gods, just like my twin fish with their tails turned in two. They are a symbol of the gods' protection of this place."

"Insignia are not something that just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can afford. Human family crests and the emblems of gods and spirits are all symbols of territory that can resonate with the person. If your strength doesn't reach a certain level, simply drawing a picture is useless."

“Interesting. Look under this emblem, what was originally drawn there.”

Standing before the tightly closed, rusty iron gate, Narumi Shingo stared thoughtfully at the winding, dark pattern that emitted a burnt smell.

What was originally drawn?

Narumi Shinobu stepped forward and casually waved her hand, causing a stream of water to rise from the ground, quickly washing away the charred rust.

Then, the little girl's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she froze in disbelief.

"This this!"

"This is."

The two fish are holding each other's tails, like yin and yang. However, both fish are black, and the circular pattern is so lifelike that it seems as if they will swim down from the iron gate at any moment!

"Yes, it's my Ouroboros."

"The only emblem that can be engraved on the Arakawa River is that of the Lord of Arakawa."

"My Ouroboros is acceptable, but your Goldfish Battleship is barely passable."

"But the Eight Pillars of Fire and Thunder just now were outsiders."

“I recognize that emblem; I saw it once hundreds of years ago.”

"That's the Fire Thunder God, also known as the Eight Thunder Gods. He's a subordinate deity of the Takamagahara Thunder God [Takemikazuchi]. His abilities are average, but he has a prestigious background, so he acts arrogantly. He was taught a lesson by the White Fox's son back then. This time, after being reincarnated, I also sensed the aura of the Eight Thunder Gods. That was several years ago, when you were still young. One summer night, there was thunder and lightning in Tokyo. It must have been the followers of the Eight Thunder Gods preparing for their descent ceremony. Even though I was halfway across Tokyo, I could smell the acrid smell of burning flames."

"As a result, the thunder lasted for half the night, then suddenly stopped abruptly. Later, I secretly inquired and vaguely heard that a famous swordsman had single-handedly stormed into the dream lair of the Eight Thunder Gods, slaying the gods with his sword. Four of the eight brothers of the Eight Thunder Gods died, or rather, the rest were seriously injured and had no choice but to lie low."

"I never expected to end up hiding here."

"They've overlaid his emblem on mine and stolen my divine name. I can roughly guess what they're up to."

As he said this, Narumi Shingo kicked out with all his might, the force of which went straight to the instep. With a loud crack, the rusty iron door dented inward and then, like a condemned prisoner on an execution ground, crashed to the ground with a reluctant thud.

An even stronger, acrid smell wafted over, but Narumi Shingo seemed oblivious to it.

He held the long, golden katana upside down and stepped inside.

Behind the iron gate is a somewhat empty room. It occupies a huge area and is surrounded by steel pipes and barbed wire, giving it an industrial feel from thirty years ago. Directly opposite the gate is a water storage pit that is about fifty meters long and wide, surrounded by railings.

It was filled with murky rainwater.

In the center of a water tank the size of two swimming pools, a statue, resembling a deity in a shrine, stands indistinctly.

The air was thick with moisture and the environment was dim, making it difficult to discern the appearance of the statue.

However, Narumi Shingo saw through it at a glance.

He stood on a huge black fish, wearing a Japanese-style battle robe, his silver-white hair stood up, his skin was dark blue, his eyes were golden, and he was smiling, but his violent and murderous aura inadvertently emanated from him.

He knew that face all too well.

This is who he is.

Hundreds of years ago, he traveled across the world's waters in this very form, defeating countless water demons. Through battles, he honed his powerful swordsmanship and honed his unparalleled demonic strength, eventually reaching the threshold of godhood.

Finally, he returned to his homeland, protecting the land and its people, achieving enlightenment, and entering the realm of the gods.

Now, his statue has been placed here after many years.

Furthermore, several unidentified shadows were strangely hanging on the statue.

Narumi Shingo looked around, took a closer look, and frowned deeply.

They were four maggot-like creatures with lightning-like wrinkles on their surfaces, their bodies constantly writhing and coiling around the statue's limbs.

Visible, milky-white ripples continuously flowed from the statue to the maggots, which, like parasites, greedily absorbed the host's nutrients.

Narumi Nobuna witnessed the same scene firsthand.

"what is that?!"

The little girl exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't be alarmed, that's the true form of the Fire and Thunder God."

"The Kojiki records that the Eight Thunder Gods were born from the body of Izanami, who is the mother goddess in the Japanese pantheon and the daughter of the impurity of the underworld. The Eight Thunder Gods, in name, can be considered the sons of the mother goddess."

"After Izanami was burned to death by the fire god Kagutsuchi, she fell into the underworld. Her body rotted and was covered with maggots. Her head was occupied by a great thunderbolt, her chest by a fire thunderbolt, her abdomen by a black thunderbolt, her genitals by a shattering thunderbolt, her left hand by a yo thunderbolt, her right hand by a tsuchi thunderbolt, her left foot by a rumbling thunderbolt, and her right foot by a hidden thunderbolt. A total of eight thunder gods were wrapped around her body."

"Logically speaking, the Eight Thunder Gods are of the energy of fire and thunder, and their true form is not a maggot. However, as time goes by, in people's minds, the Eight Thunder Gods are sometimes associated with maggots, and their true form gradually turns into the shape of a maggot."

"Of course. The current Eight Thunder Gods should also be sealed in the Dream Mirror. These are either the incarnations they chose to descend into or projections of divine power."

"Ha! Look what those ignorant believers are doing!"

Around the water reservoir, nearly a hundred people dressed in black robes were kneeling in devout worship, chanting incantations. Their prayers mingled and echoed in the empty space, creating an eerie symphony that made people feel uneasy and dizzy.

What's puzzling is that the most frequently appearing phrase in these prayers is "Lord of Arakawa".

They were offering sacrifices to "the Lord of Arakawa".

"Hey, what exactly is that statue?"

Faced with Narumi Nobuna's question, Narumi Shingo shook his head and gripped his sword tightly.

"That's not a statue. Can't you recognize it?"

"That's...my body!"

"When I was seriously injured and died, my soul was protected by the Lord of a Hundred Ghosts and I was given the opportunity to be reincarnated, but I could not take my divine body with me."

"The bodies of gods are not so easily damaged."

"For some reason, this divine body was obtained by the followers of the Eight Thunder Gods."

"As the sons of Izanami, it's not surprising that the Eight Thunder Gods possess some secret techniques."