Started from practicing sword in the countryside of the second dimension

Then he saw it.

Those are a pair of eyeballs.

An eyeball fell to the ground by someone unknown and at some unknown time.

Chapter 172: Onmyoji is completely destroyed

This is my eyeball.

When the Onmyoji saw the pair of eyeballs, he immediately realized this.

Then, he understood why everyone stayed away from him in fear.

If you put yourself in his shoes, if he saw such a scene, he would definitely be scared and would not dare to get close.

At the same time, another problem arises.

If this thing on the ground is his own eyeball, then how has he been viewing this world until now?

As he realized this, the things he could see clearly around him suddenly became blurry, and everything in front of him turned red.

“Ah, ah, ah…give me back my eyeballs!”

The Yin-Yang master, who could no longer see anything, reached out to pick up his eyeballs that had fallen to the ground, but he couldn't get them up no matter how hard he tried.

I could clearly see my own eyeballs on the ground just a moment ago, but now there is nothing there.

"It's you. It must be you who took my eyeballs. Give them back to me, give them back to me!"

Since it's not on the ground, it must have been picked up by someone.

The Onmyoji thought so in his already confused head, and rushed towards his companion closest to him on the side like crazy.

"Lord Kamo has gone crazy!!"

"He got hit when his eyes fell off."

"How to do how to do!"

“Ahhhh, my eyes, don’t take my eyes away, Lord Kamo.”

"Don't worry about anything, retreat quickly, this place is no longer viable."

The actions of the leading Onmyoji terrified all the remaining people, so much so that they shouted a few times.

Like a school of fish that exploded, they fled in different directions in all directions.

"Eyes, my eyes!"

"Be careful, don't look into those people's eyes. This curse seems to be contagious through sight."

"Ahhh, the bodies of those eyeless guys are starting to melt."

"It's the same way as that group of monsters. This is done by that person. It's over. Everything is over."

"Why, why is this happening? We have been working so hard to prepare the sacrifice."

"I said we shouldn't worship this kind of monster of unknown origin. Look, it's hopeless now."

"That's not what you just said, you guy."

"That's enough. Why are you still arguing now? Wait until you get out alive, and you will have plenty to argue about."

The falling of eyes was just the beginning. As the eyes fell, the bodies of those Onmyojis began to gradually melt.

This scene was similar to the final moments of the previous monsters' deaths, and it finally made these Onmyojis understand who the culprit was.

There is no value in making a meaningless noise, and running away will not help you escape the impending death.

The scattered Onmyojis gradually began to melt like ice and snow in the scorching sun.

Those with strong strength integrate slowly, while those with weak strength integrate quickly.

As a result, even the fastest Onmyoji lost most of his body before running even a kilometer, and was left gasping for breath on the street.

The miserable plight of these Onmyojis was also seen by ordinary people in the city.

"It shouldn't be like this. It shouldn't be like this. Why, why are we being attacked too? What is he dissatisfied with?"

Fleeing in the streets of the city, his lower body completely melted, his face collapsed, and the Onmyoji, who was only breathing his last breath, stared blankly ahead, unable to understand why things had turned out like this.

Everything was going so smoothly at the beginning, and the one who came for their offering did not show any hostility.

But suddenly, as if stimulated, he judged them to be enemies.

"Sir, sir, save, save me."

At this time, in the corner opposite this Onmyoji, there was also a guy who was breathing his last breath.

This guy was one of those who had been sent out to capture civilians, but now he was just like these Onmyojis and could do nothing but wait for his own death.

Next to this man, there was a civilian who was also half dead.

But the difference between them is that this civilian was put into this situation by them.

"Save you? Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, it's all because of you. It's because you are so slow that that person is dissatisfied. Why, why are you so slow? If you had presented the sacrifice earlier, things would not have turned out like this."

Looking at the guy in front of him who was asking him for help, the Yin-Yang master cursed with his last bit of strength.

Up to this point, he apparently still believed that the sacrifices were delivered too slowly, which had angered the gods and ministers who had come to offer sacrifices.

“I’m just following your orders, that’s all. This is so unreasonable… Ah, ahhhh!”

The man falling to the ground opposite let out a final scream, and a visible blood mist was squeezed out of his body.

And the blood mist that came out of the other person's body slowly penetrated into the body of the injured civilian under the gaze of others.

“No, no, don’t, don’t…”

Having seen the man's miserable condition with their own eyes, the civilians lying on the ground, even though they were covered in wounds, struggled hard to get away.

Unfortunately, his injuries were too severe. Not only was his leg broken, but his tendons were also severed. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move much.

He could only watch helplessly as the blood mist surged into his body.

However, to his surprise, this blood mist rushed into his body.

Not only did he not feel unwell, but he gradually began to regain his vitality.

The exposed wounds on the body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The broken leg made a few teeth-grinding noises and then became smooth again.

Even the palm, whose tendons had been cut and had lost all feeling, could sense the connection with the fingers again.

“How, how is it possible, that person, that person is actually saving people, could it be that… No, it’s impossible, all of this is an illusion, an illusion I had before I died, damn monster, are you still trying to disturb my mind even at the last moment? Go to hell, go to hell, damn monster…”

The only thing left of the Onmyoji was the last part connecting the chest to the head. At the end of his life, he saw this scene before him.

He understood something instantly, but he couldn't accept it, or rather, he didn't want to accept it and completely refused to acknowledge what was happening before him.

So he cursed and spit continuously, and at a certain point the sound stopped abruptly.

The body that had been there until just now had disappeared, and only the last sound was still echoing in the air.

"I'm fine? I'm fine."

In the end, only the civilian was standing there with a confused look on his face, not understanding what had happened.

This scene was seen by civilians hiding around the streets, and whispers were heard in the air.

Chapter 173 Genji

"I didn't expect you to kill all those Onmyojis."

Watching the Onmyojis in the blood mirror die one by one, Fujiwara no Mokou sighed.

"Do you think it's better for them to be alive?"

"Well, although it's true that it doesn't matter if they die, what will happen to Kyoto after they die? If there are no Onmyojis, won't the monsters be able to move around freely in Kyoto?"

Fujiwara no Mokou saw everything the Onmyoji did clearly through the blood mirror.

Even she had to admit that the Onmyojis in Kyoto were really going too far. They had completely separated themselves from ordinary people, and almost no one questioned it when they massacred ordinary people.

The only Onmyoji with a conscience is a young child. Fujiwara no Mokou thinks this must be a problem with the overall atmosphere.

The entire group does not treat ordinary people as human beings. Normally, they may still have some sympathy for you when you first enter.

But over time, it was assimilated into the entire collective thinking.

Then when he grows up, he will become part of the entire collective thought and will not feel that there is anything wrong with his thinking.

Even if newcomers raise objections, they will only think that it is because they are too young, have too little experience and are too kind.

If that child grew up in such an environment, he might become like other Onmyoji at some point in time.

"It's not like Onmyoji are the only ones who can defeat monsters. Back then, it wasn't Onmyoji who drove Suika and the others out of Mount Oe. It was samurai, not Onmyoji."

"Hey, now that you mention it, it seems to be like this..."

After hearing what Kaishin Shōomi said, Fujiwara no Momoko thought for a moment and realized that it seemed that those who defeated the monsters were indeed samurai.

In reality, very few Onmyojis of this era can actually kill monsters directly.

When they say they are going out to fight monsters, you can directly translate their actions into going out to catch Yokemon.

Although there are some onmyojis who are not very experienced, at least within the sphere of influence of the Kyoto Onmyoji Ryo, there are very few such Onmyojis.

On the contrary, some lower-level samurai and ronin who roam the streets often go to fight monsters for various reasons.

Even if the targets are only minor demons and monsters, it still feels more real to ordinary people than to the Onmyojis who live in another world.

But since all of Onmyoji's shikigami are monsters, they are always surrounded by people when they go out, and whatever they do will be praised by people.

When it comes to monsters, most people think they have to find an Onmyoji, even if they don't have the money to hire an Onmyoji.

"Besides, I don't think any powerful monsters will go to Kyoto in the short term."

"Huh? Why?"

The general of the gods did not answer, but he felt that after he cleaned up like this today, let alone the big demons, even the ordinary small demons and monsters would not be likely to approach Kyoto.

But he didn't explain too much, mainly because the cognitive filter on this blood mirror was a bit too much, and some details were difficult to explain.

"Hmm~~ Since you said so, then that should be the case, but the emperor seems a little innocent."

Kaigami Shoshin did not elaborate, and Fujiwara no Momoko did not ask. Now that the matter was over, this was just a minor detail.

However, she had some doubts about the initial lightning, after all, it was basically all done by those Yin Yang masters.

It's a bit strange that the lightning strikes the palace first at the beginning.

"Uh...that has nothing to do with me."

As for this, all the generals and ministers of the gods really had no idea.

The enemies' ways of death, seeing hallucinations and the like, all have room for manipulation after his blood enters other people's bodies.

But he really couldn't summon the lightning, and he was actually surprised to see the thunder falling from the sky before he took action.

At the time I just felt it was very appropriate, but later when I heard the gongs in the palace I realized that the emperor seemed to have been struck to death.

"Eh?"

Fujiwara no Momoko was surprised by Kaishin Shōomi's denial. The whole process was so smooth that she felt that the initial lightning was struck by Kaishin Shōomi.

"It should be a coincidence... But the result is good."

"…………But if that happens, it will be very difficult for the people of Kyoto."

Hearing that the thunder had nothing to do with Kaishinjo, Fujiwara no Mokou held back some of the things she had originally wanted to say, and then sighed.

“Why are the people suffering?”

"Hmm? If the emperor dies, they will choose a new emperor. He died so suddenly that there must be no successor arranged. Those princes and princesses will definitely fight over this."

"So that's what you're worried about. This should be okay. You see..."

Understanding Fujiwara no Momoko's worries, Kaishen Jiangchen looked at the blood mirror in front of him, showing several scenes of Kyoto.

In the blood mirror, a large number of warriors had gathered in front of a huge mansion.

The leader, wearing conspicuous armor and a helmet with antenna-like decorations on his head, was giving a speech to his subordinates.

"We are going there this time for the greater good, to quell the chaotic situation and bring peace to the world."