People in hell, boss four seasons

"Try to live your own life as best you can, give some trust to those who care about you, and give more kindness to the world. Fei can also not have to live so hard."

Sakura slowly walked down the dark corridor, and the sound-activated lights gradually turned on, and the evening wind from the rooftop made the unreliable iron door rattle.

The girl took off the celestial crown on her head, looked up at the vast deep sky, and saw the stars, but felt an inexplicable melancholy.

"Tch, I need her to persuade me. It's really getting better and better."

The same thing was mentioned to her by Sakura in the past, but at that time, Fei was full of thoughts about becoming stronger and becoming a stronger Nora, and moved between countless masters, and now hearing similar words as before, she has many new thoughts.

Throwing a few dishonest monsters downstairs again, Fei didn't intend to stay on the roof any longer, and there was a certain uneasiness in the wind, which made the girl feel a little dangerous.

Whether it was the Valkyrie or Ying Mu, who had cooperated with him before, Fei had no intention of meeting him again. Following Sakura's steps, Fei closed the door of the corridor tightly, and then returned to the house.

……

The Grim Reaper wandered outside until midnight and came back. Although he was supposedly going to exorcise demons, the oil stains on the corners of his mouth easily exposed where Komachi was going tonight.

"Going to the night market is just on the way, and the location of Shihua happened in the alley next to the night market."

The god of death hurriedly explained his whereabouts to the four seasons to Yan Mo. For this reason, Komachi specially lit the sickle on his shoulder. The turbidity and blood were mixed, and the filth and sin had not dissipated. No matter what, the god of death did his part in eliminating the time.

"However, Master Siji, I met a weird person tonight..."

Komachi hesitated for a moment, but still felt the need to tell Shiji about this.

"He was wearing half a mask and a head of pale hair. After I killed those monsters, he suddenly appeared in front of me and stared at me for a long time."

Recalling those eyes revealing inexplicable murderous intent, Komachi couldn't help shivering, it was enough to scare him even as a god of death.

"His aura is somewhat similar to that of Brother Ye, but it is more fierce and aggressive. At first I thought he was a god, but then I felt that he seemed to be more of a demon... "

Komachi carefully recalled the scene at that time.

"Oh, by the way, he also told me his name, like something... Yingceng..."

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Chapter 396 The Purpose of Winning Mussels

"Huh? Win clams!?"

"Komachi, you said you saw the clam?"

"..."

The god of death probably didn't expect that what he said would have such a great influence, and he looked at the crowd gathered because of him in a daze.

Such news, especially for the current Yato, is too important.

"Hey! Why are you all so excited all of a sudden!"

Komachi was still a little confused about the situation, facing the crowd that suddenly rushed in front of him, Shinigami waved his hands in panic and backed away.

Wen Yao pulled Yato and Xueyin who were the most excited to the back, and Komachi walked to the center of the room with lingering fear.

"It's really arrogant, and it really looks like the style of winning clams."

With a slightly harsh voice and Fei's unique mockery, the girl looked at the "Zero" written on her arm and said with some disgust.

"Probably the monster he belongs to was killed by you by chance, but seeing your scythe, Ying Clam won't do it easily."

Futsu God has never been synonymous with being funny. In this regard, Yato is the exception. Thanks to Sakura's previous teachings, Yato's values ​​​​are incompatible with many true Futsu Gods.

Thinking of this, Fei pursed her lips, and glanced unnaturally at Sakura beside her, who was whispering to Ah Qiu.

"Ying Bang was revived some time ago. It was supposed to be the fate of the death of faith, but because of the worship of a little guy who didn't know how deep he was, he managed to wake up. After he woke up, he was the first to find me, hoping to get The traces of you, Yato... After all, you were one of the few who fought alongside him, and he trusted his back to you."

Fei's expression reveals some kind of helplessness. In fact, she doesn't really want to deal with this kind of psychosis, but Nora's life is too boring. Fei must find some fun.

"So why did he come to you in the first place?"

Yato was a little puzzled.

"Idiot, you used me to fight with him back then!"

Fei looked at the single-minded Wojinshen in front of him speechlessly.

"He didn't know that I left you and became Nora. In his eyes, maybe I might be your best weapon."

Fei pretended to be frivolous and winked at Xueyin, and Xueyin hid behind Yato with some fear. Although he was currently a friendly force, the shadow left by Fei on Xueyin was enough to make him feel uneasy. Even the "blackening" some time ago was inseparable from the shadow left by Fei.

"Xiao Hiyori is probably an irresistible reason. Yato, you should know him better than I do. You should know where he is waiting for you to challenge him. This will be a battle between the Gods of Fujin."

Fei seldom has such a serious look in his eyes, and the meaning in them is heavier, which makes Yato realize that the choice in front of him is not a daily trivial matter, but a choice that really affects his future.

Being able to meet Yiqirihe is probably the happiest thing in his life. This is the only human being he can bond with so far, and it is also an opportunity for him to completely break the bond with the past. The "person" who created him probably I never imagined that there would really be someone in the world who could have a "destiny" with a misfortune god like him.

Regardless of the reason, Yato must go to this battle.

However, before leaving, Yato and Yukine still wanted to make one last effort, an attempt to evoke Hiruka's subconscious memory.

……

"It really hurts the brain!"

Izanami stood on the bank of the Yellow Spring with some headaches. Obviously, there was a problem in some aspect of the plan to restore the Yellow Spring.

"No matter which solution is adopted, it seems that these wandering monsters cannot be avoided..."

However, just cleaning up such a huge number of monsters is already quite a strenuous task, and it is even more difficult to identify individuals who can still recover from them. The energy and time spent in it have exceeded Izanami's budget.

"Sure enough, we still need to refer to Yingji's opinion for this kind of thing. Managing Huangquan is still too superficial for a god like me..."

Chapter 397 Candidates

The pale underworld fire faintly reveals some faint blue light. This is the only remaining pure land in Huangquan, and the four seasons also rested here for a while before.

"The rules of the underworld are still protecting this land. This is the only door to the reincarnation of the underworld, so it can survive in the soil eroded by chaos to this day."

Four Seasons can faintly feel the will of Huang Quan whispering in her ears. As the demon of hell, she is more suitable than Izanami to talk to the only remaining will of this wasteland.

"So as long as the malice deposited in Huangquan is dispelled, will those monsters raging everywhere return to normal dead souls?"

The flames on both sides became more vigorous, and Huang Quan's will gave an affirmative answer.

Even if the souls of the dead in the underworld are infected by chaos and malice, as long as the dead water starts to flow again, the law of the dead will cover the entire underworld, and those demonized souls will lose their malice and return to pure souls.

Following the swaying direction of the light and fire, the scene of the dilapidated Huangquan is still in sight, and the maliciousness that has settled has surfaced from the bottom of the river, completely dyeing the originally turbid river water into black.

In the deep cave, the monsters roared, and their sins surfaced, making them inexplicably irritable, and even black shadows began to attack the law of the underworld, threatening the only remaining pure land.

Although the ultimate goal is to redeem these undead souls who have suffered innocent disasters, this does not mean that Four Seasons and Izanami need to take into account every alienated monster. If these guys can be honest, Four Seasons does not mind killing more rampant cases. As long as they have not returned to the form of undead souls, what she does will not create sin.

"They do appear to be sensitive to these sins."

The god folded his hands in front of his chest, watching carefully the madness of the demon.

"These accumulated malice are left by them themselves, which is the root of their madness and chaos. Huang Quan's will is right. Once these malice are eliminated, Huang Quan's self-repair mechanism is enough to gradually restore the environment to its original state."

Although unable to directly communicate with Huang Quan's will, Izanami is still able to vaguely observe Huang Quan's potential future, directly draw fire from the bottom of the pot, and erase the maliciousness buried in the bottom of the water for hundreds of years, which is the most reliable of infinite possibilities that road.

"However, it is quite difficult to eliminate such deep malice in itself. You may consider taking it step by step. As long as you extend the underworld fire to the depths again, the accumulated malice can only be accepted by yourself. The fate of dissolving."

Huang Quan should be thankful that he still retains a smoldering flame, as long as the root of the underworld fire is not dimmed, Huang Quan's malice will be burned to nothingness ashes by the spreading fire sooner or later.

The stick of repentance led the pale flames to the next location, maliciously trying to suppress the flames, but they were quickly scattered by the concatenated light, and those demonized souls could not get close to this cluster of flames. The sins on their bodies gradually withered and evaporated, and a deafening roar came from the depths of their souls.

However, it is still a long and complicated process for demons to transform into dead souls. Trying to contact the power of the underworld fire in such a short period of time can only evaporate the forms of these demons and transform them into pure energy dissipation and the depths of the underworld.

Probably because the screams of the few monsters just now were too fierce, and the monsters trying to get closer could no longer be seen later. side scene.

"I hope there won't be some moths, Huang Quan can't stand the toss anymore."

……

"Huh? Do you want me to stay?"

Four Seasons scratched his somewhat messy hair, and responded to the void.

"I'm very sorry, I can't respond to your request. As Yan Mo of the Hall of Right and Wrong, I have already had another expectation of hell's will..."

After a moment of silence, the girl raised her head and continued.

"If you don't mind, I've already chosen someone for you in the future... Believe me, she is more suitable for the laws of this world than me..."

Chapter 398 The Great Declaration of War

Red to black clouds enveloped the city sky, and the seasoned storm gathered terrible malice and resentment.

The air is filled with miasma, the city is covered by pervasive malice, the sun is blocked, and the monsters hiding in the dark corners are attracted by evil thoughts and sins, wandering around the city.

"Tsk! It's really a massive battle. Even though it's several blocks away, I can still feel the malice that goes deep into my bones."

Wen Yao watched with interest the dark clouds that were still gathering, such a strange weather was no less than an ordinary spectacle.

"Brother Wen Yao isn't going to help Ye Dou Shen?"

Sakura also came to the window, she quietly looked at the dark clouds hovering high in the sky, those monsters wandering in the air made her disgusted.

"This is Yato's battle alone. Let's talk about more things when Master Shiji comes back."

Wen Yao touched the little girl's head, and the power around him spread out imperceptibly, and the demons hovering around were instantly shattered, and he stopped looking out the window.

"In the end what happened?"

Bishamonten, who was really reviewing the documents, felt that the strong malice was spreading rapidly, and the crimes gathered in the distance were only seen in his life.

"Zhaoma, I need you to go over there to see the situation, I hope it won't be caused by Xiaofu again."

A time-changing storm of this scale generally requires opening many wind holes to form.

"Miss, I think this time it should have nothing to do with Master Xiaofu."

As the think tank of the team, Zhao Ma quickly came to a conclusion.

"You should still remember Miss Four Seasons who sneaked into Huangquan back then. According to reliable sources, that great god has successfully returned, and has already started preparations to purify Huangquan from now on."

This is an absolute secret, and there are probably no more than two hands who know it. Izanami's return has not been announced, and Zhaoma got some necessary information through her friendship with Yato.

"As far as the current situation is concerned, this may be a human-induced disaster."

Zhao Ma adjusted his glasses and walked out the door. He needed to confirm the situation at the scene.

Under the high-altitude vortex, the sound of clashing swords and swords could be heard endlessly, and the white-haired man with a half mask suppressed Yato. This was a battle between the Gods of Futsu, but obviously, Yato was at an absolute disadvantage.

"Hahahaha! How fragile, Yato!"

Filled with malicious ridicule, the man blocked Yato with a single knife, and even Yukino groaned in pain.

"Let's call it a day. Fighting with you like this is really not interesting."

He wiped the blade lightly, leaving a disdainful look in his eyes.

"Yato, if you can win me, maybe I will consider returning the memory of that little human girl to her. I'm waiting for the day when you challenge me, so don't let me down. "

A whirlwind blew up around the man, and as his figure disappeared, the gathered malice gradually dissipated, and the sky gradually returned from chaos to normal.

"whispering sound!"

Ye Dou leaned on the ground, panting heavily, he no longer had the strength he once had, and it was really difficult to fight Ying Bang.

Xueyin also changed back into a human form, and lay on the ground exhaustedly. Even though the other party was not holding an artifact, Yingceng's coercion and terrifying power made him feel the gap between strength and will.

"Yueyin, you go back first, I'm going to check with Sugawara Michizane about winning the clam."

The memory is too long, even he himself and some can't remember exactly what this former "comrade-in-arms" looked like.

The lonely figure disappeared into the distance, the dark sky made people feel oppressed, Xueyin just shook her head, and walked towards Xiaofu's residence, where he and Yato temporarily stayed.

……

"Win the clam?"

The most learned god rubbed his sparse beard and looked thoughtfully at the dark clouds that had not completely dissipated.

"It's no wonder that such a terrifying scene can be played between you. Even for a god like me, it is still too difficult to cause such a vision."