Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

bass--

The blade flashed, Wu Xiangnan's head flew up, and blood spurted into the sky.

At the same time, silver-white origin threads also rushed out.

The original thread separated from Wu Xiangnan's body and gathered together again.

Some impurities in the sun's origin were retained in Wu Xiangnan's body, but it was still turbid.

A dozen seconds later, Wu Xiangnan reappeared at the same place.

"Come again!"

Wu Xiangnan reached out his hand towards the silver-white origin again.

bass--

Wu Xiangnan died again, and this time his resurrection time became one minute.

"Come again!"

bass--

"Come again!"

Wang Mian's consciousness became numb. He didn't know how many times he had swung the knife. Every knife he swung at Wu Xiangnan, who was also a night watchman, was a torture to himself.

But the one who suffered the most was Wu Xiangnan himself.

Death is not a pleasant experience.

Especially after dying multiple times in a short period of time, if it were an ordinary person, he would probably have gone crazy.

Lin Xuan watched the scene quietly and clenched his fists involuntarily.

He was counting.

There was another sound of a knife clanging.

Twenty-seven times.

"Stop, that's enough."

Two full hours later, Wu Xiangnan resurrected on the spot and stopped Wang Mian.

He could feel that at this moment his compatibility with the origin of the sun was infinitely close to perfection, stuck at a critical point.

As long as he is reborn again, he will be able to give birth to the Law of the Sun.

"Lin Xuan, how long has it been?"

"Thirty-two hours."

"Thirty-two hours? I hope they have already combined the Huojin Sword into one."

Only with the help of that divine weapon could they enter Takama-ga-hara.

……

"Gu Yuan, how long will it take?"

Haruki Amemiya looked out the window from time to time with an anxious look on his face.

"Give me half a day."

Furuhara Ryoki frowned, and nine Huojin Sword Spirits gathered around him, their faces also solemn.

"how?"

Furuhara Yoshiki looked at the sword spirits. He tried many methods and finally decided to let the nine sword spirits resonate with the sword and jointly give birth to the sword spirit of the final sword.

From Lin Xuan's seven deadly sins, he understood that the sword itself contained spiritual charm, and what the sword spirits had to do was to stimulate that spiritual charm and resonate with the spiritual charm of other swords.

"No, I can't grasp that feeling at all."

Xiao Jin shook his head, anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

He could feel the mysterious connection between the nine swords, but he couldn't grasp it.

"Half a day?... I'm afraid I can't wait that long. If that doesn't work, let me do it. This is the safest way."

Yuri Heizhe sighed softly.

A large number of zombie beasts landed in Japan. In just over a day, dozens of cities were reduced to ruins. It was impossible to calculate how many people died.

The worst thing is red eye mania.

The red moon continued to affect them. Even Yuuri Heizhe felt irritated and wanted to lose his temper, not to mention those ordinary people.

In this situation, people's bad natures are infinitely magnified, and everyone becomes a powder keg that can explode at any time.

Yuuri Heizhe had no doubt that if this continued, he would also suffer from red-eye mania.

By then, he couldn't even do the Sword Spirit thing.

The rest of the people sat there quietly, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Yuuri Takishiro and Yurina's expressions were almost pleading, they didn't want to lose their father.

Furuhara Yoshiki gritted his teeth and directed Xiao Jin to resonate with [Mysterious Eyes].

"One hour, give me another hour! In one hour, whether I succeed or fail, I will give you an answer."

Outside the Japanese circle, a huge pixel-style device stood quietly on the sea. On the ejection port in the center of the device, there was a cold long sword - the sword of Ama-Kuroku!

"President, two-thirds of our operators have been contaminated. In an estimated hour, no one will be spared. By then, we will lose the opportunity to launch the Sword of Evil."

"Wait a minute, they are trying to save their country, we should give them a chance.

And I made a promise to that guy, and I don’t want to break it.”

"President, may I ask you about your relationship with Lin Xuan?"

"He is my adopted son."

"what?"

Time is like sand in your hand. The more you try to hold it tighter, the faster it flows away.

pat.

Sweat dripped from Furuhara Ryoki's head.

"Ryoki-kun, if it really doesn't work, forget it."

The one who said this was Yuuri Takishiro.

In his arms, he was holding the unconscious Yurina.

Half an hour ago, she began to suffer in anxiety and patience. Yuuri Takishiro couldn't bear to see her sister like this, so he decided to knock her out.

No one knows how determined he was when he said this.

The nine sword spirits opened their eyes at the same time, their eyes full of loss.

"how?"

Furuhara Yoshiki's eyes were bloodshot and he looked excited.

"We have connected the spirit in the sword, but for some reason it still doesn't work."

Xiao Jin lowered his head and clenched his fists.

At this time, the energy of the nine swords had been connected together, as if they were breathing in and out at the same time. He could feel that there was something that could be called a spirit connecting them together, as if nine pieces of a puzzle were put together into a whole, but the sword spirit did not appear.

Is that all it can be?

"It still doesn't work, it still doesn't work..." Furuhara Yoshiki murmured, and a light bulb went off in his head.

"Opportunity! There is only one more opportunity left before the sword spirit awakens!"

Yes, Lin Xuan’s sword spirit awakened because of the opportunity of the thunder beast.

"Yuuri Heizhe, merge the nine swords!"

There was no time left for Furuhara Yoshiki to try, he had to take a gamble.

Yuuri Heizhe immediately took action. He opened the bottle filled with his blood that he had prepared long ago and immersed the nine long swords stuck in the ground.

The moment the blades were submerged, the nine swords began to respond to each other. Nine rays of light began to flow and intertwine in the pool of blood, like a magnificent painting.

The nine Huojin swords were automatically unsheathed, and the light became brighter and brighter, until finally, the nine swords merged into one!

boom--!

A dazzling golden beam of light shot up into the sky, breaking through the dark clouds, and the sky and earth became bright in an instant.

The beam of light soared straight up, until finally, it seemed to hit a mirror, making a sharp cracking sound.

Above the clouds of the ninth heaven, the Eight-foot Mirror overlooks the world.

But at this moment, the Yata Mirror, a sacred artifact, was actually hit and had some cracks!

The beam of light dissipated, and above the clouds, a long sword shining with light was quietly suspended, with the blade pointed at the Yata Mirror.

Although they were infinitely far away, the people on the ground could clearly feel the emotions of the knife.

Not only them, but everyone in the entire Japanese circle felt the emotion of the knife.

It's angry!

The Angry God is despicable and shameless. The Angry God regards humans as pigs and sheep!

It will become a sword that cuts down the gods, it will become a calamity for the gods!!