You say this is a love game?

Mizutani Makoto took a step forward, the ground beneath his feet cracked, and lightning spread like a spider web, blocking the entire space.

He swung his sword suddenly, and at this moment it was like a sword of judgment sent down by an ancient god.

The light pierced the darkness, illuminating the entire earth, and even the circling crows were frightened and flew away.

The ferocious thunder dragon roared and rushed towards Qian Xinu. The moment the lightning struck, its head exploded into countless pieces, and even the spiritual core inside was shattered, turning into ashes that drifted away in the wind.

Soul +239

Mizutani Makoto's output was already explosive, and ordinary Onmyojis simply couldn't compare to him. Now with Chidori's support, he's taken another milestone on the road to becoming a master. Now facing this fragile ghost, he, with the dual support of Chidorimaru's "Evil" special attack and Chidori's "Eight Thunder Gods Ichidachi" ultimate skill, actually directly killed the elite monster with full health!

Of course, there is a price to pay.

His mana bar was drained by two-thirds in an instant. Even with the spiritual power that he had accumulated after Yoshiko Satori and Chidori arrived and took over, it was only enough for him to swing the Eight Thunder Gods Itachi once!

Such a high mana consumption!

At this moment, the thunder finally subsided.

The dark clouds dispersed, and the moonlight fell on the devastated land.

Mizutani Makoto stood in front of the charred crack, the large sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the lightning slowly subsided.

He looked down at his palms, feeling the power still flowing in his body, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

But the next moment, he frowned slightly and glanced suddenly at the building not far away.

On the high platform, he saw many crows flying. A powerful aura crashed onto the rooftop and then spread out. Half of the building was shrouded in "distortion", making it impossible for him to observe the changes in it.

The large sword was thrown to the side, and the armor and lightning on his body all faded away.

Mizutani Makoto conserved his basic physical strength and took out the [Refreshing Miso Soup] that he hadn't used for a long time from his backpack. While pouring the blue medicine into his mouth to restore the blue bar, he ran towards the building where Miyamizu Inaba was.

……

……

The walls were burning and the floor was melting.

The Yinmora ghost stood at the end of the corridor, the human head opened its mouth, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, and continuously spewed out blue flames.

His goal was very clear, which was to take advantage of the terrain and burn Miyamizu Inaba to death in this narrow corridor before he could react!

Blue flames surged out, sweeping across the entire corridor.

This fire is the cursed flame that devours corpse qi and burns souls.

Not only is it scorching hot, but what's even more terrifying is that this flame can burn through the skin and flesh to the inner spiritual power. After burning out the spiritual power, it will even overcome all obstacles and burn the victim's soul!

That is the real unbearable pain.

His breath unleashed a continuous scorching fire that lasted half a minute. The air ripped apart, and even the shadows in the corridor were distorted by the burning. Flames licked the walls, cracking the wallpaper. The ceiling burned dry cracks, then became covered in charred black. For a moment, the entire space seemed to be engulfed in purgatory fire.

When the flames died down, the air was filled with a pungent burnt smell.

The corridor was in ruins.

The walls were carbonized, the floors were cracked, and all the space was covered with traces of burning. Even the bodies of the priests who had been killed by Miyamizu Inaba were engulfed in the sea of ​​fire. Now only a few blackened human-shaped charcoal bodies remained, which was a horrific sight.

Yin Mo Luogui slowly retracted the flame, and a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

"ended."

Under such fierce flames, how could a mere human of this level possibly survive?

This is his racial advantage!

Even if a monster does not have average spiritual power, but has the ability to control various strange abilities, it will naturally have an advantage over human exorcists in a one-on-one duel.

"Poor little girl... I just hope her body can be kept intact so I can absorb more of her corpse energy..."

However, just as he took a step and prepared to search for the body, the old man's pupils shrank slightly, and he found that there was something wrong with the body on the ground.

"How come there isn't?"

"They're just scattered limbs. Where's her body?!"

Bang! !

In the room next to it, the door was almost knocked open, making a loud noise.

Miyamizu Inaba is not dead.

After three years of working in exorcism commissions, the awareness of life and death that I have honed is absolutely correct.

The moment the corpse gas and flames attacked, she keenly judged that she could not resist it, so she retreated decisively, kicked open the door next to her, rolled into the room, and used the door panels and walls as cover to avoid the direct impact of the flames.

No time wasted to catch his breath.

The Yinmo Luogui was an extremely difficult bird demon to deal with. The most feared opponent was its ability to soar high into the sky, then retreat into the air and scorch the earth with its blazing flames. Whether she could defend herself against the flames at that moment was irrelevant. The important thing was that once the Yinmo Luogui took to the air, if it tried to escape, she would be unable to catch up.

Yin Moruogui wanted to use the terrain to force her into a corner with nowhere to hide, but this was also one of the few opportunities for her to kill Yin Moruogui on the ground.

Moreover, the Yin Mo Luo ghost had just released the flames and was in a short cooling period. It was also possible that this was the time when his vigilance was the lowest... What she had to do was to make it regret underestimating the enemy at this moment.

The place she chose to hide in was the meditation room where she killed people. She could enter through the back door and exit through the front door.

The bloody blade breaks through the air!

Thick smoke filled the corridor, and Miyamizu Inaba rushed out of the room, rushing towards Yin Mo Luo Gui in the thick smoke. The bloody knife in his hand suddenly slashed out, aiming directly at Yin Mo Luo Gui's neck!

The footsteps haven't stopped yet, but the blade has arrived.

"Gah!!"

The giant bird suddenly looked terrified, and quickly raised its left wing. Its slender neck like a crane shrank violently. Miyamizu Inaba's sword slashed down with the force of thunder, cutting into the wings of the Yinmora ghost.

“Sizzle!!”

Blood splashes!

The flight feathers, which were as sharp as steel, were directly cut by the blood blade.

Miyamizu Inaba roared angrily, and the bloody blade continued to cut downwards, cutting directly from top to bottom, and a large part of Yinmorao's left wing was cut off by her.

Feathers flew, bones and flesh rolled up, and the monster's blood gushed out like a fountain.

It let out a shrill scream and flapped its right wing forward suddenly. The blade-sharp feathers forced Gong Shui Inaba to avoid its edge. While Gong Shui Inaba was retreating, Yin Mo Luogui's body also retreated suddenly, and its broken wings flapped the air, barely stabilizing its body.

“It hurts! It hurts so much!!”

run away!

Yin Mo Luogui is a middle-level monster that can spit out corpse flames from its mouth, and its feathers are as sharp as flying knives. Logically, his frontal combat ability is far superior to Qian Xinu's. He should not be so embarrassed facing the lower-level Gong Shui Daoyu, but he cried out in pain, turned around, kicked the floor with his two bird legs, and rushed directly to the stairs.

He is still used to being domineering.

They are both "imperial envoys", but his status as an imperial envoy is higher than that of Qian Xinu.

Qian Xinu is responsible for deceiving and cheating, while he is responsible for "punishment" in the Three Wings Senior Sanatorium. If anyone wants to resist, escape, or even wants to reveal the truth about this place, he will take action directly and burn their body and soul with flames, letting the rebel die in despair.

His favorite thing to do was to pick a "lucky person" under the cover of night when he was in the mood, and then show his bird body in front of the unlucky person. When the other person was terrified, he would declare that it was because the other person's "karma was too heavy" that the person saw a bird body. He would then deceive them with doctrines, claiming that there was a special method of practice that could eliminate their karma.

And that method, of course, is to roast people alive.

Yinmo Luogui is an evil ghost, but he only inherited the cruel side of evil ghosts. As for the brutality that made him fight to the death, this does not exist.

He was injured and felt that the enemy was strong, so his first reaction was to escape.

Escape to the sky and then kill your opponents with absolute advantage!

"Chase!"

Miyamizu Inaba knew where he wanted to go and immediately followed him without hesitation.

The stairs were narrower than the corridor, but the Yinmora ghost squeezed in with its bloated and huge body. Its strange bird legs made a "click-click" sound when stepping on the steps, which looked particularly funny. It tried hard to squeeze to a higher level with its bird legs.

As he climbed, black blood continued to drip from his wound, leaving sticky streaks on the steps, like a bleeding chicken. The old man's head would turn back from time to time, showing an expression of extreme fear.

Miyamizu Inaba chased closely, but had to be wary of Yinmorao's little moves.

This old man is not content.

He knew the threat posed by Miyamizu Inaba, and he also knew that he could only rely on his broken wings and legs to climb up. If he didn't do something, he would most likely be killed by Miyamizu Inaba halfway.

So, he turned his head from time to time, and in addition to observing the distance between the two, he would also forcefully squeeze out corpse flames from his throat. Although the scale of the spray was very small, compared to the overwhelming blue flames before, it could only be described as a fireball, but Miyamizu Inaba had to be on guard.

She had chased too hard and was actually hit by the fireball. At that time, she used the blood blade in her hand to block it, but it was immediately evaporated by one-third, forcing her to draw blood from her body again to forge a new blood blade. Now her blood production ability was a little bit slow.

But the girl did not stop because of the fireball just now. She continued to chase after him with a cold look in her eyes. She was like a sword that had been unsheathed, waiting for the final blow.

This man and the demon, one chasing and the other fleeing, were really rushed to the top floor by the Yin Mo Luo ghost.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, he slammed open the iron door of the rooftop. The brand new door was blown away and fell down while spinning in the strong wind.

The night wind blew, dark clouds gathered, the moonlight was blocked, and the whole world seemed to be plunged into darkness.

The old man's head was gasping violently, the huge bird's body was shaking, and a trace of madness and despair flashed in his eyes.

But before he could gain a firm foothold——

Swish! !

The familiar sound of breaking air came from behind again!

Miyamizu Inaba's figure followed him like a shadow, and she caught up with him almost at the same time he broke out of the door.

This time, he didn't have the chance to turn around and spit fire.

Miyamizu Inaba swung his sword without hesitation and slashed it down with one blow!

The blade chopped down Yinmo Luogui's back, leaving a wound deep enough to see the bone. Black blood gushed out and spilled onto the concrete floor of the rooftop.

The Yinmo Luo ghost let out a shrill scream, staggered forward, and almost fell over the railing at the edge of the roof.

He struggled to stand up and looked back at Miyamizu Inaba. For the first time, real fear appeared in his eyes.

On the rooftop, the wind was howling and crows were circling.

Miyamizu Inaba walked forward slowly, the bloody blade in his hand trembling slightly, the tip of the blade pointing at the heart of the Yinmora ghost.

My shoulders still ache slightly, and the blood in my body feels particularly empty.

But the battle is nearing its end.

Yin Mo Luogui's physical strength was rapidly depleting, and his wounds could not heal. At this time, he coughed violently, and only a few small flames squeezed out of his mouth. He didn't even have the strength to spit out flames, and could no longer pose a threat.

Now, he has no way out.

Gong Shui Dao Yu raised the blood blade and whispered: "You should die."

The Yinmolo ghost opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But the next second, the girl swung the knife.

The slender blood blade directly cut through the old man's head, beheading him in one stroke.

"it is finally over."

This thought emerged in Miyamizu Inaba's mind, but he shook his head slightly in the next moment.

No, not yet...

"Where is that venerable one, that great bodhisattva?"

"Is he at Mizutani-senpai's place?"

"Or rather, not in a sanatorium..."

The girl leaned on the bloody blade, still unwilling to relax.

At this moment, Shuten's voice suddenly rang out.

"Bunny, be careful!"

"There are still enemies!"

The sky suddenly changed color.

Above the dim sky, crows flew high into the sky at this moment, gathering in groups like a black storm, circling in the night sky and making shrill cries, as if it was some kind of horrible omen.

Immediately afterwards——

A blood-red figure tore through the dark clouds and rushed from afar.

It was an enormous crow, blood-red in color, its feathers gleaming an eerie crimson in the dim moonlight, as if dipped in blood and then left to dry. Its wings obscured the sky, and its flapping wing whipped up a foul-smelling gust of wind. A vast number of crows flocked behind it, like the attendants of the Grim Reaper on his journey.

boom! !