Chapter 353 Firefly and Bright Moon

"Don't think about it!!!"

Seeing that Uncle Kyuwu was attacked, several priests in the rear shot one after another and cast curse marks towards Chongdeyuan.

But they lost the protection of the formation, but they were slammed into the torii by the Chongdeyuan, and they were unconscious.

"Let... let go... Uncle Keigo!!!"

Seeing the tragic scene in front of him, Fujiwara Takukai actually forgot his fear, condensed weak spiritual power in his hand, and patted it towards Chongdeyuan.

A circle of majestic, splendid chrysanthemum-patterned spiritual power erupted between Fujiwara Takukai and Sotoku-in.

Onmyoji · Purification.

The resentment burning like black flames on the body of Chongde Academy stagnated.

The chrysanthemum pattern spiritual power penetrated the body, and the resentment that invaded Uncle Guiwu's body also transpired.

"This move seems a bit like, but... the light of firefly, how can it compete with Haoyue!!!"

Although this technique is Fujiwara Takumi's best technique, this level of purification is just a drop in the bucket for the monstrous resentment in Chongde Academy.

"At that time, the strength of the split soul that I escaped from **** was too weak, and it was consumed by those few unscrupulous priests before you escaped..."

Instead, he made him laugh wildly.

"But I didn't expect that after so many years, you have not made any progress... The son of the **** of Meiji Jingu, it is really a generation that is not as good as a generation!!!"

Sighing softly, Chongdeyuan threw Uncle Keiwu on the ground like garbage.

"...Today, let's continue our relationship."

"Uncle Keiwu... why are you rushing out..."

Ignoring the "Japan's No. 1 Resentful Spirit" walking towards him, Fujiwara Takumi stretched out his hand to support Uncle Keigo.

"Young master, run quickly, you are... the next great priest of Meiji Jingu... You can't tolerate any mistakes..."

The old man who had taken care of him since childhood and regarded him as a grandson was already dark and angry at this moment.

"Idiot?! You still can't tell, I'm not as powerful as you think!!!"

Tears slid down Fujiwara Takumi's face along with an angry roar.

"...I'm obviously just a waste house with weak spiritual power, timid as a mouse, and addicted to the second dimension. I'm lucky to be reincarnated into such a prominent family... I'm not worthy of your expectations at all!! It's not worthy of you. …”

"No, Master... I know, I always knew..."

"What, since you know...why..."

Hearing Uncle Keigo's words, Fujiwara Takumi turned pale and looked at him frantically.

"...Since the day you were born and the gods conferred auspiciousness, I have always believed that you are the 'God favored once in four thousand years'."

Uncle Kyu's thin palm gently caressed his face, wiping away his tears.

Fragmented memories flooded Fujiwara Takumi's mind.

"Master, run slowly, you will fall..."

"Master, this is a special drama called [Ghost Rider]. After practicing, adjust your mood!"

"Master, this is the limited edition console of Ghost Pokémon, the latest game cassette and a linked master ball figure... Don't be discovered by the master..."

"Master, have you really decided to move out of Meiji Shrine? It doesn't matter, the old servant is always waiting for you to come back."

"Master, it's dinner time..."

Uncle Keigo's hand, which became so old for some time, swirled warmly on Fujiwara Takumi's face, bringing him back to the cruel reality.

"Master, your cultivation... is only temporary, you haven't found the right way..."

"It doesn't matter, Meiji Jingu, you can wait... Lord God, you can also wait... You are very strong, you must save the weak..."

"Uncle Kyugo!!!!"

Looking at Uncle Keigo's slowly closing eyes, Fujiwara Takukai let out a heart-piercing roar, staring angrily at the resentful spirit in front of him.

"Chongde Academy, I will fight with you..."

"Pfft."

Before he could react, the dark arm of Chongde Academy had already passed through his chest.

"...The touching time is over."

"Uh ah ah ah..."

Invaded by the strong resentment within his body, Fujiwara Takukai let out a painful howl, with black energy surging past his pupils.

Feeling the palpitations of his heart being held by the resentful spirit, his vision became more and more blurred, and he only felt that life was rapidly passing through his body.

Why, no matter how hard I try, is it still so vain?

At the time of life and death, he, who always believed in "salted fish first", felt extremely unwilling for the first time.

Why never answer my prayers if those **** gods really exist...

With the sound of his heart shattering, Fujiwara Takumi's vision was pitch black.

Even if... just this time...

"Hey, boring... I thought I'd enjoy it a little more..."

After a long while, Chongdeyuan relaxed his hand, letting Fujiwara Takumi fall to the ground, whose vitality was cut off.

"... Meiji child, no one can stop me from stepping down on your shrine today."

After lightly adjusting his robes, he walked uprightly towards the huge torii in front of him.

However, after only taking three steps forward, Chongde Academy sensed something and stopped.

"I heard that you want to see me."

A voice without human emotion sounded behind him.

In the rear, Fujiwara Takumi, who was supposed to "die", rose in the air at some point.

In his eyes, there are golden runes of unknown meaning flowing...

All over his body, countless chrysanthemum-patterned spiritual power spread out like a tsunami, covering the entire Meiji Shrine.

Echoing the distance, the torii gates, tortoise stones, access roads, and shrines in Meiji Shrine all shine with dazzling chrysanthemum patterns.

The entire Meiji Jingu Xuanwu Great Array was actually connected to him like an arm.

The priests who had fainted when they collided with the torii gate were also awakened by the nourishment of golden spiritual power.

"This...this is a miracle..."

All over the Meiji Shrine, priests who had the inspiration to recognize this abnormality were all kneeling on the ground.

"Meiji? How is that possible?!!"

Feeling the real "magic power" in the opponent, Chongde Academy suddenly felt like a great enemy, and the whole body's grievances rose into the sky like a pillar of fire.

Ordinary "god descending" and other techniques, because the caster's physique and endurance are limited, the power of the gods that can finally descend can be said to be very small, and it can be said to be less than one ten thousandth of the strength of the deity.

"How can you break through the shackles of the 'Millennium Contract'... No, this can't be the deity..."

But looking at the surging divine power that descended on the boy in front of him, it was enough to withstand the gods of an ordinary small shrine.

Contrary to Emperor Sotoku, who had a tragic life, Emperor Meiji was known as the single most powerful emperor in Japan.

Relying on him to promote the Meiji Restoration, fight against the shogunate, abolish the feudal system, establish a constitutional monarchy, learn from the West, pursue civilization and many other feats, Japan has become the only country that has retained its own traditions and native culture in just a few decades. At the same time, it has achieved modernization and development of the country.

Emperor Meiji was worshipped by the public throughout his life, and after his death was revered as a **** and enshrined in the Meiji Shrine built for him.

"It turns out that, it seems that the Fujiwara family is not exhausted, and the glass **** body of 'once in four thousand years' was born..."

Seemingly figured out something, Sotoku-in carefully looked at "Fujiwara Takumi" in front of him for the first time.

"Hmph, it's just a piece of trash that can't be finished..."

With no emotion on his face, "Fujiwara Takumi" seemed reluctant to talk to the other party, and opened his palm directly to Chongdeyuan.

"...Besides, ~lightnovelpub.net~ I didn't come here on purpose for you, just to answer the prayers of some bastard."

In the palm of his hand, the chrysanthemum-patterned talisman that emerged suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

"The light of the firefly, how can it compete with Haoyue... I'll pay you back..."

The same onmyoji and purification, which is useful again, is not the same as Fujiwara Takumi before.

The light that seemed to purify everything flashed, and Chongde Academy didn't even have time to make a sound, and the figure dissipated in the white light.

When the priests who were kneeling on the ground raised their heads, Fujiwara Takukai was already floating in the air and swept away in the direction of the gate of **** without looking back.

"...Uncle Keigo!!!"

Beneath the torii gate, Uncle Keiwu, who was lying on the ground with no breath, actually began to heal slowly from the scar on his chest under a piece of chrysanthemum-patterned spiritual power.

(End of this chapter)