I became the Lord of the Eternal World in Tokyo.

But in the end, he managed to maintain his sense of self and consciousness amidst the storm of negative emotions.

In the silence, Uesugi Tetsuya, his body drenched in cold sweat, gently placed his hand on Shiro Hannya's mask, forcing a sinister smile.

"Since it allows me to feel the emotions of so many people, then this gift... I think it must be very suitable for you as well."

[Greed, Anger, and Ignorance: Causes additional damage to all targets that display emotions. The more emotions accumulate, the greater the fluctuations, and the higher the damage.]

Chapter 200 Second Resurrection, Exorcising the Incarnation of Illness! A Torrent of Wish Power, the Two-Foot Master's Frenzied Advancement!

Uesugi Tetsu raised Kaga Kiyomitsu, who was so still that the tip of his blade remained motionless, and pointed it at the ailing man holding a tin cane.

The effect of the Prajna Mask has been changed from "Berserk" to "Greed, Anger and Ignorance"!

He could feel that the power within him, which was originally more surging than the most turbulent tide, had decreased slightly.

In that instant, the pupils of all fourteen ailing eyes shrank slightly, and the superfluous expressions on the seven faces vanished simultaneously.

Although Uesugi Tetsuya had not yet drawn his sword, and even though he appeared to be completely unchanged, he could sense that something was different.

"It's best not to get hit by his blade..."

Bingku slightly shook the staff in his hand, causing the three human bone rings at the top of the staff to suddenly tighten!

Without any time to react, three unknown characters from some ancient language appeared above Uesugi Tetsuya's head: "cough," "pant," and "vomit."

"Cough-cough-!"

Accompanied by a violent cough that seemed to spit out his internal organs, Uesugi Tetsuya's step forward was forcibly stopped.

At the same time, with each cough, he could feel as if countless invisible hands were gripping his throat.

Each breath requires an immense effort to grasp even a tiny bit of air from the atmosphere.

That being the case...

Within the circulation of Qi, cyan and purple lightning surged into the body, electrocuting the relevant organs and nerves to the point of necrosis. Then, under the control of the Spirit Control Technique, it intertwined with the Qi and replaced them.

In this way, Uesugi Tetsu no longer needs to breathe or pant, and naturally becomes immune to these two instinctive reactions that these creatures cannot control.

After his five senses were completely enveloped by thunder and energy, Uesugi Tetsu calmly thought,

"I will die within ninety seconds."

Ninety seconds is more than enough for me in my current state.

If ninety seconds cannot resolve the suffering of illness, then nine hundred seconds or nine thousand seconds will still be of no use.

The next instant, just as the urge to vomit surged up, Uesugi Tetsu used the same trick again, replacing all the relevant physical parts with lightning and qi.

"The time has been shortened again..."

Uesugi Tetsu thought with an expressionless face.

If he hadn't yet unleashed his "rage," he probably would have collapsed to the ground from the slight sway of the staff in his sick hand and died as a result.

This is the eight sufferings at their peak... even if it is only an insignificant incarnation.

These few instantaneous, seemingly group-wide auras alone could cause large numbers of two-star or even three-star samurai to die quickly.

Fortunately, he didn't let Imagawa Yoshimoto bring his army, otherwise their only fate would have been to be cut down like weeds by the disease.

—All thoughts flashed by like lightning.

—In the eyes of the sick, it was as if he had just inflicted a triple curse on Uesugi Tetsuya, a curse that no ordinary person could ever avoid.

But before the blink of an eye, the curse inexplicably stopped working.

On the contrary, Uesugi Tetsu's aura became even stronger as a result.

The thoughts and ideas arising from illness also transcend the constraints of the physical body.

As he became aware of all this, he wanted to merge into the miasma domain that had already swallowed up the sorrow of parting.

By distributing oneself throughout every inch of the miasma, the damage received will be greatly reduced, and it will be easy to stall for enough time.

It only takes less than 0.01 seconds to blend into the miasma.

But in that split second, the silent lightning seemed to have crossed the distance and, without anyone knowing, pierced the very center of the seven sick and suffering heads.

The rich bluish-purple hue then splits into three on Kaga Kiyomitsu's blade.

Interconnected, bursting forth in a spectacular display!

Natural rational flow three-stage breakthrough!

The pillar of lightning, which was practically no different from a ki blast, started from the ailing body and shot straight backward, even piercing through the upper half of an entire small mountain!

It's more believable that a laser cannon was firing at you rather than a sudden thrust.

Within the blazing pillar of lightning, the process of merging into the miasma was abruptly interrupted, leaving the body, already fragmented and suffering from illness, speechless.

"This pain... what strange power is this?"

Its dark pupils rolled stiffly, squeezing out a few drops of pus and blood, before being evaporated by the continuous pillar of lightning until nothing remained.

It doesn't matter what kind of thunder or qi comes; even if more comes, it will only damage his appearance and slow down his regeneration.

But a strange power appeared on that knife that hadn't existed before.

This strike almost damaged the very foundation of his own avatar.

If most of the damage hadn't been absorbed into the miasma in time, this strike would likely have shattered the conjured staff in my hand.

Now, the power wielded by this fox demon has once again forced him to back down.

But there's no way to escape by running.

The pillar of light, clearly visible throughout Nishio Castle and even further afield, slowly disappeared.

The ailing man gripped the tin staff, which had been washed until it was as smooth as new, and spoke in a hoarse voice: "Fox, as you can see, even your all-out strike couldn't kill me."

The remaining three and a half mouths moved simultaneously, emitting a seductive sound that could instantly seduce an ordinary person.

"And this is merely an avatar that I casually cast into the mortal world."

There was not a trace of anger, or even a hint of threat, in the sick man's voice.

He simply stated: "But if you kill this incarnation of mine now, you will be forever at odds with 'sickness and suffering'."

"If we stop now, I can forgive everything that happened before."

The illness spoke to the empty air: "A fox spirit as young as you, who is already so powerful, will surely achieve limitless things in the future..."

Sooner or later, you too will come to the mortal world.

"Until then……"

"Nonsense, are you done talking?"

Along with the voice filled with electric current, came the blade of Kaga Kiyomitsu's sword that had cut through the ailing body.

Jingle bell bell~

Before the knife had even completely severed his ailing body, the seven bells on his staff began to sway.

In an instant, seven distinct plagues, all capable of causing death in a flash and turning an entire city into a dead zone, enveloped Uesugi Tetsuya.

—Pox, miasma, tuberculosis, leprosy, malaria, leprosy, poison.

Endless pimples appeared on Uesugi Tetsuya's body, and a morbid fever seeped into every inch of his muscles. His once steel-hard bones instantly became riddled with holes, and the tiny wounds immediately expanded into purplish-black lymph node lumps...

Seven plagues, seven kinds of suffering!

Even the raging lightning could not extinguish the pain that fell upon his body, constantly tormenting Uesugi Tetsuya's already chaotic mind.

But pain is just pain.

It couldn't slow down the speed at which Kaga Kiyomitsu's blade fell, not even by the slightest bit!

A pale white lightning burst forth from countless wounds, and even the blood gushing from the veins was no longer bright red blood, but almost liquid lightning paste!

At this moment, under the renewed pressure of illness, the blood flowing through Uesugi Tetsuya's body has almost been replaced by lightning.

He had never experienced such an uncontrollable power; even his consciousness seemed to burst out of his body along with strands of lightning.

Similarly, I have never felt the passage of life so clearly.

This body will definitely collapse in twenty seconds, or even ten seconds.

Then he will enter death after a long absence.

"And before that—"

His eyes, brimming with lightning, shone brightly, and the white mask of the White Prajna was illuminated, making him appear as majestic and aloof as a deity high in the heavens.

Kaga Kiyomitsu trembled slightly as he was driven by this powerful, almost supernatural force.

"This fox demon, even if it burns its life force of hundreds or thousands of years to kill my avatar... it's completely not worth it!"

Just as the patient was about to open his mouth, Kaga Kiyomitsu thrust it straight into the last mouth filled with rotten flesh, shoving all the words back in.

The power of greed, anger, and ignorance flowed along the blade as it was slashed, inevitably causing the illness and suffering to continue weakening the body.

Finally, a hint of anger surfaced in his ailing heart.

—If this continues, his avatar will truly be destroyed because of this fox demon!

Damn it, if it weren't for the fact that this is just an avatar and he can't use 90% of his abilities...

It will also take time for the family members to arrive.

not to mention……

The ailing pupil stiffly lifted, and through the haze of lightning, it vaguely saw what appeared to be a square phantom roaming freely in the moonlight.

Arrows and strange grayish-white weapons kept flying out, dragging a large number of half-dead birds together.

By the time his family arrives, his avatar will likely have already turned into a pile of charred remains.

"no way……"

Suffering from illness and sighing.

Then, let that human, Lian Guang, win for now.

As Uesugi Tetsu continued to wield his sword, he suddenly heard the almost ethereal murmur of suffering from illness.

"Wheel of Ten Thousand Plagues, manifest yourself."

Click.

Beyond Uesugi Tetsu's field of vision, something terrifying seemed to have appeared in the world.

Under the moonlight, the area was divided into twelve sections, with ancient bronze wheels engraved with twelve different languages ​​floating in mid-air.

Click.

A huge bronze pointer spun, illuminating an area.

Click.

Click.

Click.

Without any further hesitation, the pointer spun ten times in an instant.

Thus, Uesugi Tetsu could feel that the distance between "death," which was originally more than ten seconds away, suddenly disappeared at this moment.

There was no pain, no torment, no wailing.

The lightning that had illuminated almost half of Nishio Castle like daylight vanished in an instant.

Everything dissolves when the pointer reaches the tenth position.

Stopped abruptly.

……

On the floating cube, the two-foot-tall man, who was carrying two 12.7mm machine guns and constantly sweeping away the half-dead birds, was taken aback.

She felt her heartstrings suddenly become incredibly clear, so she opened her mouth in surprise.

"Lord Che, what is your reply—"

But before he could finish speaking, Erchi Daren's little brain had already caught on.