"Hey."

Facing the "shooting in the back" that was so close at hand, Gui Yifa smiled coldly, and his own gray gust of wind intertwined a curtain of swords behind him...

"boom!"

At the same time as the gunshots sounded, the blood-stained revolver in Ryoma's hand was cut in half by the wind blade.

A dark red bullet covered in blood, but still stubbornly swept out of the muzzle, spinning towards the back of Ghost Yifayan's head.

"Useless act..."

Ignoring this "bomb of leaking wind", the long transparent blade in his hand was handed out to Niya in one go.

"Open your eyes and see how the beautiful head of this Southern Barbarian witch is flying with the wind."

The previous pair of powerful instruments could not hurt him in the slightest, not to mention the "broken copper and iron" at the moment.

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

"Ok?"

The tall ghost Yifayan kept his sword-wielding posture and froze in place.

"you……"

A small blood hole appeared in the center of his crimson brows at an unknown time.

"Exactly, how?"

With the self-proclaimed ghost eye of a wise man, at this time, he can't figure it out no matter what...

The kid behind him was struggling to shoot a "unremarkable" bullet, why can he ignore the windscreen of the body protection and penetrate his indestructible body of ghosts and gods like no one?

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

Erza Ryoma, who fell in a pool of blood, had his vision blurred to the point where he couldn't make out the other person's figure.

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

The world was spinning, and in the darkness before his eyes, his sly smile froze at the corner of his mouth: "By the way, that thing, remember it's called 'Blackwing AS Trial V-shape'..."

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

The turbulent black flames bloomed from the bullet holes in Gui Yifa's eyebrows and covered his whole body violently...

"It's a pity, that kid Ushiwakamaru wasn't as lucky as you back then."

This tall tengu turned into a black ash in the black flames and scattered with the wind.

"Gah?!"

"Lord Sengzheng... has fallen?!"

In the surrounding buildings, countless crow tengu flew out from the surrounding buildings, looking at the ghost of the ossified pin on the roof of the Tokyo Art Theater in disbelief.

"Avenge Sengzheng-sama!"

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

They circled and converged in the air, savagely like a goshawk toward Er Qian Long Ma, who was alive and dead in a pool of blood and plunged straight down!

"Lord, I will leave this body at your disposal..."

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

"...After despair, there is bound to be hope!"

A pillar of fire with a diameter of ten meters rose from the transparent roof of the Tokyo Art Theater into the sky and broke through the sky.

The tengu group under the air attack had no time to react, and had already turned into ashes in the flames.

Centered on this flaming cross that runs through the heavens and the earth, countless blazing flames swept in all directions...

This seemingly turbulent red flame has the flexibility of water, not only can it spread up along all the objects it touches, but it also pours into the water outlet like mercury pouring down.

In an instant, the entire Toshima district to the east of the "Tai Chi Yin Yang Formation" formation wall was submerged in the red lotus flames and turned into a sea of ​​fire!

"One gentleman..."

Under the super-giant flame cross, Niya, whose whole body was wrapped in red flames, stepped forward and hugged Erqian Ryoma in a pool of blood, and reached out to caress the other side's chest that stopped heaving: "You are a weak waist and you have to support yourself, they The target is me, can't you run if you can't fight?!"

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

Holy Prayer Holy Light.

Everything that happened before, she closed her eyes and prayed to the bottom of her heart, but she was unable to help because the "True Name Liberation" technique could not be interrupted.

"Cough cough... Who is saying that the waist is weak..."

As the heart throbbed again, Ryoma's closed eyes struggled to open a slit before the second: "My uncle... as always... poof... firm to the last second... cough cough... hit the key The last shot..."

"That's right, that's right, the guys who insisted on eating were all broken!"

Not caring that he was covered in blood, Niya angrily pulled a whole arm in the pool of blood and pressed **** his shoulder.

"Uh ah ah ah ah!"

"Shut up, don't move, I'm not responsible for getting it wrong..."

Under the burning of the golden holy light, countless granulation sprouts squirmed out of the clean and tidy wound of Longma before the second, and abruptly continued the broken arm back.

"Fortunately, this day the dog's swordsmanship is superb, and the incision is clean. If it is bitten, swallowed, etc., I can't do anything about it."

Seeing that the wounds were tightly combined, Niya, whose face was covered in sweat, was also relieved: "However, Holy Light cannot create things out of thin air. You lose too much blood, and you have stimulated the potential to repair the wound. You may suffer from hypokalemia at any time. Deadly, must go to the hospital as soon as possible..."

Erqian Ryoma, who was lying on her lap, didn't pay any attention to the broken thoughts in her ears, and just looked at the city and the sky with red eyes, like the outline of flames.

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

At this moment, everything on the street, such as buildings, plants, vehicles, etc., was dyed red by the flames, but they still stood still in the sea of ​​flames.

"……What is your name?"

His fingertips caressed the flames on the ground~lightnovelpub.net~ but could not feel the slightest heat, as if everything was just an illusion.

"This is the "Jishi Red Lotus" released by the "Holy Virgin". "

Nyana's eyes dyed red by the firelight quietly looked at the Ikebukuro Park Plaza in front of her: "For some beings, this flame that entrusts the saintess' last faith and mercy is not beautiful at all. "

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

There, the translucent ghosts that were originally crowding the streets were writhing in pain under the burning flames, emitting a great deal of resentment.

Countless translucent ghosts subconsciously slammed into the wall and the ground, trying to escape with the advantage of their spiritual bodies, but they were violently bounced back by the intertwined red flames.

They were horrified to discover that whether it was solid, gas or liquid, they were all contaminated by this red flame and turned into an insurmountable barrier!

The terrifying ghosts that originally occupied half of the Toshima district had nowhere to escape at this moment. They could only wailing silently in the sea of ​​fire, turning into ashes, waiting for their fate to be purified.

Wherever the red lotus of the world comes, there are eight hot purgatory.