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“They really started a fight…”

"Although I had expected a fight between these two, I didn't expect it to happen so soon—and on such a large scale!"

"Quick, go and take a look!"

Outside Mount Fuji, on the road leading to Kyoto, someone was looking up at the dark scene appearing above Mount Fuji in the distance with an excited and slightly anxious expression. Compared to yesterday's sloppy look, the 'Japanese Sword Saint', after tidying up his clothes a little, had combed his long hair. The tall and thin middle-aged man in a simple kendo uniform had a bit of a master's demeanor, but the fanatical expression on his face destroyed the overall temperament.

"No... That scene doesn't look like something you can get close to, right?"

In response to this, the young man in front of the Sword Saint - the only two Sword Saint disciples still following the 'Sword Saint' - were filled with horror!

Although still outside the mountain,

There seemed to be a magical power in the mountain that prevented the aftermath of the turmoil from escaping.

But just by looking inside from outside the mountain, one can see the horror of the scene inside.

The top of Mount Fuji, which has completely turned into lava, is like a spire.

The endless darkness that stretched across the mountainside.

And the terrifying iron chains that flowed slowly in the air, weaving into circles and even surrounding into a cage, covering dozens of miles above the central area of ​​Mount Fuji - all confirmed this without a doubt.

That was a silver level battle.

It is also undoubtedly a 'Mythical Battle'.

Going near a battlefield like this... is definitely seeking death!

"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think I can't even bear this little aftermath?"

The 'Japanese Sword Saint' suddenly widened his eyes!

No, I think I can't bear it... The disciple's mouth twitched, and he said with a strong desire to survive: "Then you can just walk over... or I will give you the motorcycle?"

At this moment, he was riding on a two-wheeled vehicle parked on the side of the road. In the back seat of the vehicle, Japan's famous top player "Sword Saint" was seen holding the trunk with his hands, with a look of disdain on his face.

He said, "You kid—have you forgotten that I am still fasting?"

"During the fast, you must not be contaminated by dust. This is a rule I set for myself, let alone driving a car myself."

"Just drive the car over there honestly. I will deal with all the storms along the way for you!" The tall, thin and graceful middle-aged man spoke confidently.

He would be more confident if he could take his hands off the trunk.

At this age, he can't even drive a motorcycle...

The Sword Master's disciple sighed and could only helplessly step on the accelerator of the motorcycle - with a loud bang, the engine accelerated and the tires rubbed against the ground towards the interior of Mount Fuji.

I hope I won’t die tragically in the aftermath of the battle!

Then again.

If you can watch the mythical battle up close - then you can die without regrets!

...

Boom!

The mountains were shaking, the sky was roaring, and the boiling lava, like a flood bursting through a dam, began to directly drown the power of the Tengu half-demon.

During this time, Asamamiya Kamiko finally couldn't help but step back.

The dark red long hair spread out and seemed to merge with the wings of the heavenly dog ​​behind it. The enchanting and beautiful face of the ghost witch became even more enchanting due to the paleness caused by excessive damage. The exquisite and plump body wrapped in the heavenly clothes swayed gracefully under the pressure of wind and fire, but no one could see it. In the place where no one was around, a huge terror was seen pouring down from the top of the mountain.

rumble!

The lava has not yet completely fallen.

The earthquake had already begun to spread outward.

The 'ghost witch' inhaled and then exhaled, and then increased her strength after taking a breath - she had never controlled the 'ghost power' in her body so freely before. Even before it was on the verge of losing control, this power had never been so docile. However, this power still seemed insignificant when facing a truly huge and terrifying natural disaster that was enough to cover the entire Japan.

I can't hold on any longer.

I don’t know how many times this has happened, Gong Shen Zi thought.

Reached the limit.

The witch said so.

She raised her eyebrows with great effort, and what she saw was the figure of Li Re in the sky who had pushed Minamoto Musashi to the edge.

But it's okay.

Lord Li Re is going to win.

This disaster should be able to be resolved in his hands, right?

Although I don't want to, and am unwilling to pin my hopes solely on others, I don't want to be a useless burden.

But the gap is too big.

She has reached her limit...

"very scary..."

Izanami's sobbing voice suddenly echoed in the air once again.

Asamamiya Kamiko suddenly opened her eyes.

Only then did I realize that I closed my eyes without knowing when.

The moment he opened his eyes, he discovered that eight figures had appeared around him without him noticing.

Eight 'Torii' are hung on the back.

The figure of a ghost that is withered and terrifying, yet carries a mysterious and ancient meaning.

Izanami's 'Eight Thunder Gods'.

"...It's so scary. I don't want to die, so you can't die either...I don't want to go back to the underworld alone..."

Izanami said this while sobbing.

Without the 'contractor', Asamamiya Kamiko, she would indeed be trapped in the underworld forever - the underworld would no longer exist as a seal and a copy, and even the gate to the underworld would disappear, making it even more impossible for her to escape.

Asamamiya Kamiko was stunned again.

He seemed to understand something - he understood that it was Izanami who helped him when he was on the verge of his limit!

"Don't you want to die?"

"Of course I don't want to die."

"I don't want to die, and you don't want to be trapped in the underworld forever - that's just right, isn't it?" she murmured in a low voice.

The lightning surged, and it seemed as if behind the power of "Tengu", another high wall of thunder was erected!

Soon after the loud bang, there was another loud bang, and the lava passed through the darkness and collided with the thunder.

But the rumbling sound didn’t just come from underground.

Also from heaven.

In the vast space covered by countless ghost chains in the sky, the figure of the 'Spirit King' who was stepping on the 'Ghost Dragon' was seen raising the sword of the Immortal Realm that could annihilate the three lights in his hand. Under the sudden burst of light, no matter whether it was gods, Buddhas, ghosts, or demons, they were all annihilated with loud explosions!

He didn't move.

The dragon is flying.

Slowly - the 'Shogun' Minamoto Musashi approached the edge!

The terrifying oppression is coming.

The threat of the troops was bone-chilling.

Minamoto Musashi, who had reached the edge of the ghost lock blockade area, narrowed his eyes behind the ghost mask. He felt as if his whole body was trembling - trembling non-stop.

But it wasn't him who was afraid.

Rather, it is the 'God' and 'Buddha' in his body that are afraid.

The other 'Genmu Shinobi' also cowered in the shadow cast behind him.

'Ghosts' and 'devils' are also afraid!

Afraid of the sword of immortality in the other party's hand.

They are also afraid of the other party's power that is superior to "gods and ghosts".

Being restrained... Minamoto Musashi understood this, and it was even more impossible for him, who had reached the silver level, not to know this - even within the silver level, there would be different relationships between the professional systems of different players.

The uncertainty of ghosts and spirits, the compatibility of martial arts and close combat and ranged attack, the restraint of mystery and control...

Compatibility and restraint naturally need no further explanation.

Although ghosts and gods are superior to the supernatural, they often have stronger suppressive power when dealing with forces of different systems, but internally, they may be "restrained" in turn - ghosts and gods will be restrained by the supernatural,

The so-called supernatural and unknown is a system that is beyond common sense.

The strong does not necessarily defeat the weak.

The weirdness that goes against common sense is the biggest difference between the system of supernatural and ghosts and the mysterious system.

So at this moment, Minamoto Musashi felt surprised and astonished.

But I was not shocked.

He also understood that although the 'Spirit King' in front of him was a supernatural player, he definitely possessed the power of 'ghosts and gods'.

It is only natural that I am restrained in return.

Theoretically, supernatural beings that are superior to "gods and ghosts" can exist.

Yet he was not panicked at all.

Just as Li Re said...he still has a backup plan!

"As expected of the 'Spiritual King' Li Re."

The pupils of the Shogun Minamoto Musashi who stood at the edge trembled under his ghost mask. His voice came out in a low and slightly suppressed voice. He said: "Using 'supernatural' to restrain ghosts and gods... No wonder the world calls you the 'Spirit King'."

"You are indeed worthy of the title of 'King of the Supernatural'."

"It's a pity...you are too arrogant."

Such words rang out.

Such sounds are floating around.

Li Re, who was holding a sword and riding a dragon forward, also had a slightly changed expression as he stared at the ghost-faced warrior in armor in front of him.

He listened to him continue to speak, his voice became deeper and more chilling: "The so-called dual separation of gods and ghosts, two sides of one body, can perfectly control the power of ghosts and gods."

"But in Paradise, the ability or items to separate oneself into a clone are not rare. At the Silver level, it is not difficult to find one if you are determined."

"However, a simple 'clone' is not what I want."

"Because although it would allow me to perfectly control the power of ghosts and gods, it would still not allow me to achieve perfection."

"Only rare earths can truly achieve my goal."

"Only the 'rare earth' from mythology... can do what I want!" As the words floated and the voice suddenly echoed, the silver-level player who stood at the highest position among the Japanese players suddenly opened his arms.

He exhaled evenly from under the ghost mask.

Then, the other dark and terrifying Gen Musashi behind him, who had merged the so-called 'rare earth' and 'ghost power', began to melt.

It really is melting and dripping like mud.

It fell on Minamoto Musashi's real body.

As if it was poured into a container, it merged into his body!

The buzzing sound trembled instantly, like a bolt of lightning, or as if chaos was cracking - it was only a moment from the sound to the fall, and only a thousandth of a second from the melting of the figure to the pouring and dripping.

Li Re's eyes suddenly widened.

For the first time ever, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

He looked at Minamoto Musashi in front of him in astonishment.

Looking at the body that seemed to remain unchanged after being melted and cast by another self, but in fact it was completely changed.

Yes.

The world is turning upside down...