Chapter 988 Infinite Possibilities

"Hey."

Facing the "shooting in the back" that was close at hand, Gui Yifayan smiled coldly, and a gray gust of wind intertwined a curtain of knives behind him...

"boom!"

At the same time as the sound of gunfire, the blood-stained revolver in Ryoma's hand was cut off in half by the wind blade.

A dark red bullet covered in blood still tenaciously flitted out of the muzzle of the gun, spinning towards the back of Gui Yifayan's head.

"A pointless move..."

Ignoring this "leaking bullet", he stretched out the transparent long blade towards Niya in one go.

"Keep your eyes open and watch how the beautiful head of this Nanban witch dances with the wind."

The pair of powerful instruments before couldn't hurt him at all, let alone the "broken copper and rotten iron" at this moment.

In the next second, the indestructible transparent long blade turned into a gust of wind and blew past Niya's white jade neck, leaving only a barely noticeable bloodstain.

"Um?"

The tall Gui Yifayan froze in place while maintaining the posture of swinging the knife.

"you…"

A tiny blood hole appeared in the center of his crimson eyebrows at some unknown time.

"Exactly, how is it done?"

The ghost who prides himself on being a wise man can't figure it out at this moment...

The kid behind him was dying and shooting a "normal" bullet. Why could he ignore the protective wind curtain and penetrate his golden and iron invulnerable ghost body like no one else?

"Didn't you just say that yourself..."

Erqian Ryoma, who was lying in a pool of blood, had blurred his vision to the point where he couldn't recognize the opponent's figure.

"It is precisely because of insisting on such boring things as virtue, love, righteousness, and faith that human beings have infinite possibilities!"

The sky was spinning and his eyes were dark, his sly smile froze at the corner of his mouth: "By the way, I remember that thing is called 'Black Wing AS Prototype V'..."

"Even if you fail and die thousands of times, as long as you stick to that ignorant belief, will there still be a possibility?"

The raging black flames bloomed from the bullet hole between Gui Yifa's eyebrows, covering his whole body violently...

"It's a pity that Ushiwakamaru was not as lucky as you back then."

The tall tengu turned into a puff of black ash in the black flames and scattered with the wind.

"Gah?!"

"Master Sengzheng...has fallen?!"

In the surrounding buildings, countless Yatengu flew out of the surrounding buildings, looking in disbelief at the ossified ghost on the roof of the Tokyo Metropolitan Theater.

"Revenge for Master Seng Zheng!"

"Don't let those two humans die too cheaply..."

They circled and converged in the air, fiercely like goshawks, they rushed straight down towards Erqian Longma, who was in the pool of blood and didn't know whether he was alive or dead!

"Lord, I entrust this body to your disposal..."

At the same time, a circle of crimson flames ignited from Niya who closed her eyes and prayed.

"...After despair, there must be hope!"

A ten-meter-diameter pillar of fire shot up from the transparent roof of the Tokyo Metropolitan Theater, broke through the sky, and turned into a flaming cross that was comparable in size to the entire building, smashing hard into the ground.

The group of tengus that came down from the air had no time to react, and had already been turned into fly ash in the flames.

Centered on this flaming cross that pierces the sky and the earth, countless blazing flames swept out in all directions...

This seemingly turbulent red flame is as flexible as water. It can not only spread upward along everything it touches, but also pour into the bottom of the drain like mercury.

In an instant, the entire Toyoshima area to the east of the "Tai Chi Yin Yang Formation" formation wall was completely engulfed by the flames of the red lotus, turning into a sea of ​​flames!

"One gentleman..."

Under the super-giant flaming cross, Niya, whose whole body was wrapped in red flames, stepped forward and hugged Erqian Longma who was in a pool of blood, and reached out to caress the other's chest that had stopped heaving: "You have a weak waist and you have to hold on, they The target is me, can't you run if you can't beat it?!"

The surging holy light lit up in her palm, dyeing the red flames around the two into gold.

Holy Prayer · Holy Light.

She closed her eyes and prayed for everything that happened before, but she was unable to help because the "Real Name Liberation" spell could not be interrupted.

"Cough cough... Who is to say that the waist is weak..."

As the heart throbbed again, Ryoma's tightly closed eyes struggled to open a gap: "My uncle...as always...poof...stayed strong until the last second...cough cough...fired the crucial last shot..."

"Yeah, that's right, the guy who persisted until the meal broke!"

Regardless of the fact that he was covered in blood, Niya angrily pulled his entire arm that was in the pool of blood, and pressed **** his shoulder, the light of the Holy Light in his palm became more and more dazzling.

"Uh ah ah ah ah!"

"Shut up, don't move, I'm not responsible for the wrong connection..."

Burned by the golden holy light, countless granulation squirmed out from Longma's clean and tidy wound two years ago, and forcibly extended the severed arm back.

"Fortunately, this day the dog's swordsmanship is superb, and the incision is clean and neat. If it is bitten to pieces or swallowed, I can't help it."

Seeing that the wound was tightly stitched together, Niya, whose face was covered with beads of sweat, also breathed a sigh of relief: "However, the holy light technique cannot create things out of thin air. You have lost too much blood, and you have stimulated the potential to repair the wound. You may die at any time due to hypokalemia." Fatal, must go to the hospital as soon as possible..."

Lying on her lap, Erqian Ryoma didn't pay attention to the thoughts in her ears at all, and just looked comfortably at the city and sky that were all red, as if outlined by flames.

"It's so beautiful... this fire..."

At this moment, all the buildings, plants, vehicles and other things on the street were dyed red by the flames, but they still stood in the sea of ​​flames unharmed.

"…What is your name?"

He caressed the flames on the ground~lightnovelpub.net~ with his fingertips, but he couldn't feel any burning heat, as if everything was just an illusion.

"This is the "Ji Shi Hong Lian" released by the "Holy Maiden's Stove". "

Niya's eyes, which were dyed red by the flames, quietly looked at the Ikebukuro Park Square in front of her: "For some beings, this flame, which entrusts the saint's final faith and compassion, is not beautiful at all. "

"It's so hot...so hot...so painful..."

There, the translucent ghosts that had crowded the streets were writhing in pain under the burning red flames, steaming out a large cloud of resentment.

Countless translucent ghosts subconsciously slammed into the wall and the ground, trying to escape with the advantage of the spirit body, but were bounced back fiercely by the intertwined red flames.

They were horrified to find that no matter whether it was solid, gas or liquid, they were all contaminated by the red flame and turned into an insurmountable enchantment!

The terrifying number of ghosts that originally occupied half of the Toshima district had nowhere to escape. They could only howl silently in the sea of ​​flames, turn into fly ash, and wait for their fate to be purified.

Wherever the red lotus of helping the world goes, there are eight heats in purgatory.

(end of this chapter)