Lying in the ruins, Mochizukiche's eyes wandered between the two people with different body shapes, and finally stopped on the bucket bag tied to Araki Sosuke's waist.

"Why are you still standing still..."

It doesn't matter if this ignorant guy dies, but if the "Bamboo Tori Picture Scroll" falls into Shuten's hands, I'm afraid Ayano...

"...Quick...run!!!"

Thinking of this series of consequences, Mochizuki Che felt furious and suddenly fainted.

"Don't look at myself as being '50% undressed', but my reasons for '100% undressed' are different from yours, and my sexual interests and hobbies are also different..."

Sousuke Araki's eyes swept across the Shuten-douji who was Shuten in front of him, and was forced back by the majestic "ghost gold stick" around the opponent's waist, and landed on Mochizuki Che, whose eyes were white and unconscious in the ruins behind.

"Wait, isn't that the guy Mochizukiche?"

Since Mochizuki Che still maintained the characteristics of the evil spirit when he was "Ibaraki possessed", he was immediately shocked by this overly affectionate scene and did not recognize the other party.

At this moment, the erosion of the power of the great river and mountains on his body gradually subsided, and he returned to his original squinting and bald head.

"The tomb keeper of the Tokugawa clan, he died when he died..."

In front of him, the Shuten boy, who was ignored by him, was surging with golden light in his eyes, his already tall body skyrocketed again, and the fire of the golden demon and Buddha all over his body shot up into the sky...

"But that thing, you can't let you take it away!"

After being enshrined and resurrected by the Tokugawa clan, the space below the tomb of Senjuin, even if he swallowed wine, was a place where ghosts and gods were hidden.

If the "stone bowl in front of the Buddha", which is the pivot of the array, is taken away, the Shenyin here must be unsustainable and fall apart.

And as the "god" here, he also turned "homeless" into water without a source and a tree without roots.

"Well, you and I have a fight..."

Without warning, the already sturdy ghost gold rod on the waist of Jiutun boy, the body has skyrocketed, and it has stretched out a bit longer than before...

"If you lose, just like the guy in the back, queuing up to accept 'Dajiangshan's question'!"

...Poke Sousuke Araki, who is less than two-thirds tall, in the face!

"Hey, long-winded gay..."

Facing the increasingly large and **** ghost gold stick in his sight, Sousuke Araki, who was originally humble, frowned slightly, his chin raised, his blue veins swelled, his head tilted and his head glared, showing an extremely unhappy expression.

"Can't see... Am I in a hurry..."

With his hands in his pockets, he turned sideways like lightning, avoiding the danger of being shot by a "golden stick"...

"Five seconds!"

"Waste five seconds on you, just treat that fellow Mochiyueche, the favor from the past..."

As soon as the voice fell, Sousuke Araki's left leg turned into an afterimage, and with a sound of breaking the sky, he lifted up from the bottom to the top, and slammed straight into the crotch of Shuten-douji!

"...Moreover, I hate others the most, pointing a 'gun' at me!"

"Crack..."

An extremely sour shattering sound resounded in the silent Xianshouyuan tomb.

"Ugh..."

Affected by this "crit attack", the tough guy was like a boy swallowing wine, and he could only grit his teeth and let out a dull growl.

His whole body trembled uncontrollably from the pain that soaked his soul between his legs.

Like a collapsed mountain, the giant Shuten-douji actually squeezed his legs in a "nei-bashi" twisting posture, and knelt down in front of Sousuke Araki slowly and feebly.

"This is... how..."

Suddenly, bowing his head to the ground, he struggled to raise his drooping head, and his oscillating pupils were full of wonder and joy.

Because, with the intersection of that leg, the power of ghosts and gods in his body is rapidly leaving him and pouring into the body of the "human" in front of him.

lose power and die...

This process is not unfamiliar to Jiutun, nor is it important.

What really surprised and delighted him was that it wasn't just the power of ghosts and gods who left him...

It also includes the "bad karma" that has accumulated in the depths of his soul over the past thousand years and is so thick that it cannot be resolved.

...

Obviously, he has already picked up the ghosts and established the position of the ghost king of Dajiangshan, but the days of drinking and drinking jerky Ibaraki have made Jiutun gradually confused and unable to lift his spirits.

Because he discovered that the "gods" he originally expected were all fakes that stole the beliefs of all living beings and achieved self-achievement.

What is the difference between such an existence and oneself?

As long as the strength is strong enough, thick enough and long enough, they can only scream under themselves like Ibaraki.

There really is no real "god" in this world!

Otherwise, how could the "merciful" God of God have the heart to watch the people of Limin in Ping'an Beijing, caught in the nocturnal walk of hundreds of ghosts, people like ants, and their lives like grass?

How can I bear to watch the ignorant ruler being manipulated by false gods behind the scenes, provoking war after life-threatening war?

How can you bear to watch, a white and delicate girl, her heart is broken by herself, drinking hot blood?

How can you bear to watch, shrines and Buddhist temples, under their own whip, were burned by the fire of war?

He gave up everything and threw himself into the path of evil spirits, in order to pursue this illusory and never-existing "god"?

It's pathetic, deplorable, ridiculous, and boring.

Therefore, when the human named Yuan Laiguang brought his subordinates, Qiao Zhuang, to present the so-called "good wine from the gods", he did not expose them.

After all, watching these great generals of human beings, with their faces forced to laugh, devoured the delicious human flesh cut and cooked at the banquet, and drank the wine mixed with the blood of young girls, it was one of the few interesting things.

Moreover, he also wanted to taste whether the fine wine from the "god" was really so sinful.

The jar of wine did not disappoint him.

That is the sweetness of death and decay.

It makes people willing to indulge in it, and never wake up in that fiery happiness.

Get drunk or die.

Anyway, in this boring world without a "true God", I don't need anything else anymore.

...

"You..."

In the blurred vision of Shuten Douji, who was unable to move, the man who "kicked" his lower body closed his feet, turned his back on him, and left without saying a word.

"It's... so interesting..."

As the power pulled away bit by bit, his body, which was painted by Tokugawa Yoshinian with the power of countless ghosts and Buddhas, began to show a trace of cracks, like porcelain that was about to shatter.

"Does this trick have a name?"

Indiscernible dark red flames began to spew out from the crack.

"As for the name of the move...for the time being, there is still one..."

Sousuke Araki slowed down~lightnovelpub.net~ scratched the back of his head, as if recalling something.

"This trick was named by a friend of mine..."

"Hey, Yukihira, didn't you agree to have a fair duel between men with them, why did you use that seal move again?!"

"Before I had time to do it, others were made to cry so hard by you that they couldn't even stand up!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, sorry, it's a good kick... I just think that when I'm in a hurry to go to work, isn't this the fastest way to solve it instead of hanging around in the toilet with a big man?"

"...Gold, Jade, Collapse, Crack, Feet."

With his back to Shuten, a nostalgic smile appeared on the corner of Sousuke Araki's mouth.

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