Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"Hahahaha! You're the one who's asking for it!"

"Do you still think you're the ruler of all water demons, the immortal god of the desolate river?"

"You're just an ordinary human now, right? How much demonic power do you still have left to use?"

How does it feel to go from being a player to a chess piece?

An arrogant, ear-piercing laugh echoed throughout the world.

Narumi Shingo curled his lip in disdain and pointed his sword at the sky.

"You invited me in to chat?"

"I don't mind, anyway, those followers you've gone to so much trouble to retain will probably be no match for Haihu Maru's crushing attack."

Upon hearing this, the laughter noticeably paused for a beat.

Then, a voice filled with anger and frustration rang out.

"Let's see how long you can be so smug!"

"Scorching flames and thunderous lightning, the path to destruction, Army of the Underworld, rise!"

In ancient times, fire and thunder were both associated with the word "annihilation." Flames leave behind ashes, and lightning is one of the most destructive natural weapons in human perception. The gods of fire and thunder are in charge of "destruction."

Coincidentally, the Yellow Springs also symbolize "the end of life," which strangely coincides with the meaning of fire and thunder.

Yomotsu Hirasaka is the most suitable place for the Eight Thunder Gods to exert their power, and it is also their divine realm.

With a single thought, thunder roared in all directions, yellow clouds covered the sky, and the earth trembled.

The scorched earth cracked open, revealing countless fissures, and countless piles of white bones, like a cataclysmic disaster of the dead, struggled to crawl out from the ground.

The skeletal skeleton gleamed with a pale white light, and emerald green will-o'-the-wisps burned in the empty eye sockets.

They broke through the ground one after another, marching towards Narumi Shingo at a pace that was neither too fast nor too slow, but rather very oppressive, raising clouds of dust.

"What a boring trick. Apart from that fire that can't burn anyone, that thunder that can't flatten anything, and these skeletons, you're just a piece of trash."

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"Shut up! You're about to die and you're still so arrogant! This is the Yellow Springs Army! The Undying Army!"

"Now that we've reached this desperate situation, hurry up and think of your last words!"

The rebuttal did not bother Narumi Shingo in the slightest. Before the countless white bones, four black-clad figures suddenly appeared, chuckling strangely, which only earned him a meaningful smile.

"Who is truly in dire straits?"

"Before, I suspected that you might have some unfathomable conspiracy, using my name to lure me in. So, although I found my old friend who stored the power, I did not retrieve that divine power."

"Now I understand."

"It's probably a story of an outward god colluding with a third-rate deity, one stealing faith and the other stealing my divine body. They're birds of a feather and hit it off immediately."

"Then I have nothing to worry about."

"What? You think you're the only one with a divine kingdom?!"

He swung the Sea Kingdom weapon fiercely, the sound of sharp blades cutting through the air rang out, and Narumi Shingo, surrounded by enemies, closed his eyes on his own.

"In the name of Arakawa, I reaffirm the oath of the past!"

"I pledge my loyalty and courage to be a servant of the gods, a saint among swords, and the lord of all demons. Please answer my call!"

"Lord of Arakawa, your spirit has returned to its rightful place!"

As he uttered a few obscure words in his dream, Uesugi Kiyoshi seemed to sense something as he swung his sword and severed several small snakes that appeared out of nowhere.

He sensed a powerful call.

The gate in front of him hadn't opened yet, and he and Liu Longren could handle the scattered snakes. Following his heart's will, he appeared in the Mirage Tower in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, before the statue of the Lord of a Hundred Ghosts, stood a faint, extremely illusory figure.

Uesugi Kiyoshi could barely make out that it was Narumi Shingo's appearance.

Seemingly sensing his arrival, Narumi Shingo turned slightly, his smile somewhat dashing.

"We meet again, Uesugi."

"No, how should I address you?"

"Lord of a Hundred Demons?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi's expression shifted, and he hesitated before asking, "You?"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Narumi Shingo.

"Listen to me first. My situation is a bit urgent. The reason I'm here is because of the contract we made back then."

"The Covenant of the Gods is also the only covenant that can easily connect across the Dream World."

"To make a long story short, you should know who I am."

“Hundreds of years ago, I made a pact with the owner of the Hundred Demons Scroll, entrusting him with the divine power and part of the soul of the Lord of Arakawa to be preserved for me.”

"Now that you have the Scroll of One Hundred Demons, I will have to ask you for what I entrusted to you."

"Please give it back to me. I have a reason to use it now."

"Correspondingly, I will also fulfill the promise I made at the time."

Narumi Shingo's somewhat solemn and serious words prevented Uesugi Kiyoshi from asking any further questions.

"what should I do?"

He could only ask this question because the electronic synthesized voice that had been quite active before, belonging to the Hundred Ghosts Scroll, had not sounded, and no one was guiding him.

Narumi Shingo nodded and said directly, "You just need to agree."

"In short, trust me."

Uesugi Kiyoshi tilted his head slightly, took a deep breath, and for some reason, many fragmented silhouette images flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

Finally, the image freezes.

A valiant man dressed in a Japanese-style battle robe, covered in wounds, knelt on the ground, and he stood in front of the man.

He couldn't see what was on the other side, nor could he see what they were doing.

However, the face of the imposing man behind him was exactly the same as that of Narumi Shingo.

In an instant, Uesugi Kiyoshi came to his senses.

A strange sense of familiarity, along with a feeling of trust as if they had known each other for a long time, kept surging from Narumi Shingo.

His expression turned solemn, and he spoke slowly and deliberately, his tone becoming inexplicably resolute.

"I believe in you, I've always believed in you."

"Narumi-kun no, Arakawa!"

His words were uttered, and his brilliance shone forth.

From the statue of the Lord of a Hundred Demons, azure light burst forth, like fireworks bursting forth, releasing its magnificent colors before finally merging into the phantom of Narumi Shingo.

As all this happened, Narumi Shingo's phantom gradually solidified. He was clad in a battle robe, and his exposed skin was adorned with cold, black tattoo patterns. His blood-red eyes revealed a hint of smugness, and his smile became unrestrained.

Thanks.

After muttering something under his breath, Narumi Shingo took a step forward, seemingly wanting to leave.

But then he seemed to remember something, and with his back turned, he asked in a low voice.

"You once said that your kendo dojo was short of an instructor?"

How much salary can you offer me?

Uesugi Kiyoshi was taken aback by what he said, then smiled knowingly.

"Someone as talented as you, I'll give you as much as you want, no matter how much!"

Narumi Shingo nodded silently, took a big step into the void, and his figure blurred.

At the same time, his voice also drifted over from afar.

"Once this matter is settled, I'll come to report to you."

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"Thank you, this time and last time too."

"From this day forward, the demon of the Arakawa River will be your sharpest weapon, cutting through all obstacles. Just watch."

Just as Uesugi Kiyoshi was looking at Narumi Shingo with a headache and confusion, Narumi Shingo suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long roar in the dream of the Eight Thunder Gods, in the Yomotsu Hirasaka.

The dark demonic energy surged into the sky like boiling water, and his figure gradually grew taller, naturally draping a well-fitting battle robe over his body.

The sea kingdom was turned upside down, and the air, which had become somewhat dry due to the yellow sand, thunder, fire, and bones, had somehow become damp.

"Finally, we got it back."

"It feels so nostalgic."

"This power!"

Arakawa no Nushi is also a god who protects the region. He also has his own dream, but now that his soul is missing, his divine power is not by his side, and he can only use half of his demonic power to fight enemies, he can no longer easily open his dream.

All the problems were resolved in that instant.

The long-silent "Arakawa Water Country" immediately contacted Narumi Shingo.

"Yomi Hirazan?"

"Today I will turn your Yellow Springs into a veritable swamp!"

Chapter 224: The dragon returns to the sea, I return to Arakawa

Ignoring the surrounding army of skeletons, the young man in battle robes plunged his golden sword into the earth, unleashing a surge of demonic power as vast as the sea.

At the same time, a majestic and battle-ready voice came from his mouth.

"The dragon returns to the sea! I return to the desolate river!"

This sentence is like a key that unlocks a door.