Tokyo: Starting from the Miko Sister

"Okay."

Aizawa Kaoru waved his hand and said, "You two money-grubbers, let's get down to business first."

Chiyome ignored the three people's division of the spoils.

For her who has lived for so long, her only wish is to obtain that spiritual tool and lift the curse.

The rest doesn't matter.

She surveyed the palace.

This was completely different from the magic circle she had in mind.

It should be the change that occurs after failure.

There were dark clouds over the palace.

But there was no thunder or heavy rain, it was just suspended in the air like a decoration.

They blocked out the light from overhead, making the palace look unsettlingly like it was falling into an abyss.

"Teacher, what should we do now?"

After waiting for a moment, Kaoru Aizawa asked, "Should I just barge in?"

She is not a magic array master, so she cannot understand this magic array.

Then just use brute force.

In an age without gods, the fifth level means invincibility.

Moreover, the swordsman's character is relatively reckless.

He is not like a priest who likes to hide behind others and do harm to others.

"It would be best if he showed up on his own initiative."

Chiyome shook her head and slowly walked forward.

The blue color of her feet gradually faded away, and she returned to her human form.

At the same time, a rather obvious aura spread outwards.

As high-level psychics, they all have a unique aura.

This is caused by being contaminated by spiritual energy.

Breath, that is, momentum.

When facing low-level psychics, you can play a role similar to the Conqueror's Haki in "One Piece".

As for high-level psychics, it is proof of identity.

"Chi...yo...woman..."

A low, resentful voice sounded.

In an instant, the palace shook, and cracks appeared on the white exterior walls and spread rapidly.

Boom!

Psychic energy gushed out, and the outer wall, which was already full of cracks, suddenly exploded.

The debris was like flying snow all over the sky, accompanied by sharp and angry roars, and instantly attacked everyone.

Chiyo raised her hand.

Her fingers are slender and white.

But the focus is on the nails.

There was no nail polish on her nails, but they looked blue-green in color.

The next second, she waved.

The same sword energy as Aizawa Kaoru shot out.

The sound of water suddenly rang out.

The sword energy turned into a huge wave, with a bone-chilling and biting sharpness, splitting all the debris into pieces, and the remaining force did not decrease.

A knife scar that spanned the entire palace was visible to the naked eye.

Haruhiko was dumbfounded.

Is this the legendary nail clipper?

Three thousand words, fourth update. ps: Today's ten thousand word update is complete.

Chapter 144 The Three Goddesses Scepter

There are many factors that determine the strength of a psychic, but the most critical one is psychic power.

Theoretically, the higher the upper limit of psychic power, the higher the strength will be.

Chiyome has lived for a thousand years, and her psychic energy limit is higher than that of an average fifth-level person.

Takeda Xuan was trapped in a magic circle and naturally could not absorb any spiritual energy.

As one grows stronger, the other shrinks. There is a huge gap between the two people.

The current result is normal.

After the palace was cut in half, Takeda Gen's roar stopped abruptly.

But he did not die.

Endless black airflow continued to surge out from the ground, gradually converging under the traction of spiritual energy, and soon a middle-aged man appeared.

He was wearing black samurai armor with a faint red glow on it, and it was obvious that it was not ordinary stuff.

He has an ordinary appearance, but has a proud temperament.

But his face was so pale, like a dead person, which revealed a weirdness and horror, which destroyed the original image.

Those eyes, filled with darkness, were now staring at Chiyome.

A strong murderous intent surged out, making people feel cold all over.

Haruhiko shuddered, thinking that a true fifth-level being going crazy was indeed terrifying.

"Chiyome! Why did you betray me?!"

Takeda Xuan's voice was once again filled with anger, his pale face became hideous and distorted, and the black spiritual energy on his body stirred around.

The dark clouds that originally filled the sky had been cut apart by Chiyohime, but now they gathered together again.

"You know why."

Chiyome said in a calm tone.

"hateful!"

The black air around Takeda Xuan rolled, making a sound like ghosts crying and wolves howling, "Without me, you would have died long ago!"

"I have already returned what I owe you."

Chiyo raised her hand without changing her expression.

She was an orphan adopted by Takeda Gen and was trained as a killer since childhood. It is unknown how many enemies she helped him eliminate.

But she knew she was just a tool.

When she was ordered to enter the sublimation ceremony, she already knew that there was no point in staying any longer.

The fusion of her blood made her confused and miserable during that period.

When it was over, she chose to escape immediately.

Chiyome had no interest in talking about the past anymore. She waved her hand and another huge sword energy flew out.

It broke through the air, making a sound of wind.

The sword energy was extremely strong, at least forty meters long, and it chopped towards Takeda Gen, with the visual effect at its maximum.

At this moment, the dark clouds overhead were roaring.

Under Takeda Gen's control, it turned into a giant octopus tentacle and wrapped around the sword.

But the stalemate only lasted for a moment before it was cut open.

But the time was enough, and Takeda Xuan narrowly avoided the sword energy.

He looked at Chiyome with gritted teeth, knowing that he was no match for her.

But it's not like there is no chance of winning.

Takeda Gen raised his hand, and saw that the entire ruins began to tremble.

Chiyo's eyes narrowed.

Haruhiko looked around subconsciously.

All the buildings move quickly like building blocks and are arranged along certain trajectories.

Is this the magic circle being activated?

Haruhiko raised an eyebrow.

After all these years, it hasn't failed yet.

As expected, he is the King of Isohime.

Rays of azure light came from all directions, penetrating into Takeda Xuan's body and causing amazing changes in him.

The skin exposed by the samurai's armor, such as the face and hands, was now covered with gray fish scales.

But compared to the beautiful mermaid, he looked quite ugly.

Calling her a mermaid would certainly be an insult to these three words.

Haruhiko thinks it should be called clownfish.

Takeda Xuan took a deep breath.

He was able to survive because of the Scepter of the Three Goddesses.

But the power of spiritual tools and magic arrays is limited.

At this time, he was equivalent to fishing in a dry pond, using their power in advance.

If he is not replenished afterwards, his life will be ended.

But Chiyome's strength forced him to do so.

Killing her will naturally replenish her.

If you can't kill him, he will die.

Takeda Xuan didn't say anything else. He turned his body and swept towards them like a black storm.

This power is far greater than before.

Chiyome still had that calm expression.

An extremely powerful spiritual energy began to spread with her as the center.

Then, it transformed into countless swords and formed in front of her, one after another, flying out like a swarm of bees.

After coming into contact with the storm, the sword in the front instantly turned into a stream of black water and fell down.

But the next second, the swords behind arrived.

A few seconds later, Takeda Xuan's body flew backwards like a cannonball.

But soon, it stopped in the air.

The azure light poured in, making him look unharmed.

"It's the effect of the magic circle."

Aizawa Kaoru's eyes flickered slightly, and he understood the reason.

"Haruhiko and I will go destroy the magic circle."