The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

"..."

In the center of the altar square, Duqiao and Xianzi of Broken Blade sat on the ground in a daze, and the shadows around them gradually dissipated.

Opposite him, Perlis slowly put the black knife into the scabbard and closed her bloodshot eyes slightly.

Even with her eyes closed, Perlis could feel countless vibrations coming from the ground around her - when the sailors saw that the bridge and the chord had lost their weapons, they all rushed forward.

They roared and raised their weapons, pointing them at the false king who had blasphemed the [Canghuang], the rebellious first warrior of Dila.

Just as Perlis was about to join them, she found a hand blocking her way. She turned her head, and a fierce light suddenly lit up in her eyes.

——It was [Falling Cherry Blossom Sword] Ibuki Rin, she was standing in front of Perlis, stopping her.

"Let Ogiru himself give the result of the matter," Ibuki Rin said in a calm voice, "You should rest now."

After saying that, Ibuki Rin snapped her fingers lightly, and a red arc of electricity suddenly emerged from the wound on Perlis's shoulder, stitching the wound shut.

She didn't say anything, nor did she make any move forward. She just stared at Ibuki Rin with hostility.

This guy...why did he suddenly appear here? Has she been watching him the whole time?

"..."

On the other side, Watahashi Kazuharu sat on the ground in a daze. When he came to his senses, more than ten swords were stabbed into his body at the same time.

"Uhhhhhh!!"

The bridge chord screamed, and dark blood flowed from his mouth. But instead of falling down, he slowly stood up with more than ten blades in his body, and stared at the sailors around him with a ferocious face:

"Dila people... do you really think... you are qualified?"

The sound of the bridge chord suddenly became extremely terrifying, as if there was a more powerful voice backing him up. Looking at his devil-like face, the sailors' faces gradually became stained with fear, but they only stabbed the blades into the bridge chord's body more forcefully.

But the next second, the sharp black air burst out like an overwhelming force -

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The bridge chord opened his arms, and in an instant, all the sailors around him were bounced away. Then, he began to fight madly with the black thorn in his hand, like a hungry devil.

Blood splattered, and Duqiao Hexian frantically attacked everyone who approached him, but the scars on his body became more and more, and black liquid gradually covered his body and dripped onto the ground.

The pain has gradually faded away, and the view of the bridge and the chords is bright red, redder than the lava gushing out of Yingqi Mountain and redder than the fallen flowers on Donglin Island.

Donglin Island, a long, long time ago, that was his hometown.

Once upon a time, he was a samurai.

Now, he is still a samurai.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!!! Go to hell!!! All of you, go to hell!!!”

The hands covered with black scales turned into claws, and the pitch-black spikes became sharper. His body was covered in blood, red and black mixed together, like a child who doesn't know how to mix colors, clumsily using paint to decorate the walls of his own home.

The bloodthirsty desire gradually destroyed all thoughts, and pure killing once again filled his heart, as if it was supposed to be so.

But he still remembered the words he had said, words he had repeated countless times in his dreams:

"Can you believe it? Shark, what's there changes everything..."

"Forward! For the Dila Empire!"

"I'm dead? No..."

"Is there any other way? What? I am still a mortal...Give everything...? I have already given everything..."

"You want... my soul? No... there is no soul in this world..."

"No..."

"..."

Pitch black gradually filled the bridge and chord's vision, covering everything, as if nothing had ever existed.

He felt himself falling... falling... deep enough that he could see the eye again.

But at this moment, a series of light clogs sounds broke the darkness——

“Click…Click…Click…Click…”

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, slowing to the extreme.

When Wataru Hōdō turned back from his endless nightmare, he was shocked to find cherry blossoms falling all over the sky.

Cherry blossoms, Oirat’s cherry blossoms, cherry blossoms from the other side.

"..."

In the rain of cherry blossoms, Duqiao Hexian slowly turned his head and focused his eyes on a woman walking out from the crowd.

Her hair was light pink, cut into a princess cut, noble yet girlish. She was wearing a shrine maiden's outfit, with her feet wrapped in white socks and wooden clogs, not stained with a speck of dust.

Passing through the cherry blossom rain, Watari Hajime saw the pair of pure and transparent cherry blossom eyes - he saw his own eyes in those cherry blossom eyes, and his eyes changed from pitch black back to deep blue.

"..."

The moment they looked into those cherry eyes, Watari and Haruki felt as if time had stopped. The two of them just walked through the crowd, staring at each other, motionless.

Then, the cherry rain began to rewind, and the pink petals gradually flew back to the sky and went straight up to the heavens.

When the falling cherry blossoms fly backwards, yesterday reappears.

"..."

Duqiao Hexian did not speak. He already knew everything. A kind smile appeared on his devilish face:

"Ayane-chan, long time no see..."

"bass--"

By the time Watahashi Hexian came to his senses, everything had already ended: a slender sword had completely penetrated his chest and pierced his heart.

Ayane was standing in front of him, her face elegant and calm, with a twinkle in her cherry eyes.

The entire process was seen clearly by everyone around, but in the vision of the bridge and the chord, there seemed to be a gap.

The special skill of [Silent Sakura Dance], [Reverse Flying Cherry].

Is this the sword skill of the Oirat people... Looking at Miss Ayane's figure, Perlis subconsciously began to imagine how she would deal with that move.

At the same time, she glanced at Ibuki Rin with dissatisfaction, frowned her delicate eyebrows and said:

"You can take your hands off me. I won't do it again."

"Wait until the trial is over," Ibuki Rin's voice was a little dull, "give her some time."

So, Perlis stopped talking and just stared at Bridger and Chord silently, trying to find the black brooch from him.

But no matter how hard she looked, she couldn't find the [Black Emblem].

Could it be that the Bridge and the Chord hid it? As Perlis was thinking about it, she heard the Bridge and the Chord say:

“Hehehe…Hehe…What a pity…What a pity…”

Looking at his own hateful face in those pure cherry eyes, Watari Haruka let out a sigh, a deep sigh.

"They all say... the royal family has fallen... but you can..."

"It's not just me," Ayane cleared her throat, her voice still dreamy and ethereal, "Captain Furukawa Wataru... Admiral Fujita Hideo... They have all comprehended the [Silent Sakura Dance Flow]."

"The Dila Empire has always existed, and [Canghuang] has always existed."

"..."

Hearing these words, Watahashi Hexian glanced to the side in surprise and saw Furukawa Wataru standing beside him, covering his wound.

The old friend looked at him, and he also looked at the old friend, and a smile appeared on his face:

"It seems... you still have a chance..."

"We always had a chance," Ayane said softly, "but you were too cowardly and too radical."

"Heh... Little Ayane... You wouldn't dare to talk to me like this when you were a kid," Watari Kazuharu coughed up some black blood, "Do you think... we've already decided the winner? No... Nothing will be over until you tear apart the cold steel of the Far North... You haven't... won yet..."

"The more powerful the devil, the more justice it can bring... You have always understood..."

Duqiao Hexian's body trembled a bit, and then he stopped trying and fell limply to his knees.

Ayane silently pulled the knife out from his chest, put it back into the scabbard, and then asked softly:

"Where is the Ark?"

"Oh... You even know this... You have really grown up..." Watarihashi Hexian sneered and stared at the pair of cherry eyes, "But... It's too late..."

8) The Last Samurai (Part 19)

"late?"

Hearing what Watahashi Kazuharu said, Ayane's mouth trembled slightly as if she realized something.

But soon, she smiled softly, as if she had expected everything:

"I see. It's so obvious but I didn't realize it. I still need to grow up."

"You are much better than I thought..." Watarihashi Kazuharu laughed hoarsely, "Then let me take a good look... Oirat people... let me take a good look at your abilities..."

After saying this, Duqiao Hexian suddenly opened his arms, and the dark aura on his body spread out again.

At the same time, the ground of the altar square began to shake continuously, as if something was brewing in the rock beneath the ground.

What's going on...? Perlis looked around in surprise, only to find that Ibuki Rin had left her and walked to Miss Ayane's side:

"Ms. Ayane, it's time to go."

"Wait a moment," Ayane said softly, "I haven't finished what I want to say."

After saying this, Ayane turned her gaze to the dying Watari Haruka, with an indescribable light flashing in her cherry eyes:

"Tell me, warrior, do you regret all this (in Dila)?"

When he heard the word "samurai", Watari Hexian's expression changed, and he became very surprised at first.

Then he smiled, a smile blooming on his tattered face:

"You are too kind. I am no longer a samurai (in Dila's language)."

He turned to look at Guchuandu, his deep blue eyes reflected his green eyes, becoming clear like a spring:

"My old friend...you should have won the title of the first warrior long ago...I would have died long ago..."

After saying this, Duqiao Hexian looked up at the sky, opened his arms, and roared in anger:

"But the [Yakitsu Troll Soul Eater] will always need a captain! You can't escape, and none of us can escape! Everything will eventually be submerged, even the sea itself! He has awakened! He is watching everyone!"

"Old friend, let's meet in hell (Dila language)!"

As he roared, cracks appeared on the ground of the altar square, and along with the vibrations, a dark liquid spurted out from it.

——Dead Snake Bay is sinking! The whole island is sinking!

This time, before Ayane could continue speaking, Ibuki Rin grabbed her arm and clenched her fist.

"Om-"

In an instant, Perlis felt something change under her body. She lowered her head and found that her shadow had become extremely dark, so dark that it almost drowned her!

The same happened to all the survivors in the square. Their shadows turned dark at the same time, and an invisible suction force appeared, as if tempting them to sink into the shadows.

The next second, Ibuki Rin pulled hard, and Perlis felt herself being pulled into the shadow——

"Eh!?"

Just like when she was traveling through the underground springs in the town of Ankamouth, Perlis felt like she was traveling at high speed in the darkness, but this time, there were no evil tentacles and no bone-chilling coldness.

In just a few seconds, an instinct flashed through Perlis' mind - she was about to land on the deck of a Dila warship.

But at this moment, there was a commotion behind Perlis. She turned her head and saw a face in the darkness.

——That’s the face of the bridge chord!

"Go to the other side, go to Qilang, and you will understand everything."

The shabby face of the bridge chord was broken as he spoke in a hoarse voice, his eyes were deep blue.

"Give my regards to the teacher..."