The whole world wants to keep me in captivity [Comprehensive]

Those so-called failed products, those defective products, must have been abandoned and cleaned up by the government in the end.

And all the swords in that knife room... should be products that have been abandoned.

Qiao Ran suddenly remembered what Taro Tachi said before he fell into a coma.

"If it's really for revenge... is it worth sacrificing so many things?"

Qiao Ran muttered to himself.

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The ancestor of the sword, who was wearing a gorgeous haori, tapped his feet lightly, and bloody traces continued to spread down from his delicate ankles.

Almost all Fusangshen have been withdrawn from different time and space, and the retrograde army that invaded the government of time has been almost cleaned up.

It's just... the government headquarters of Time, which used to be prosperous in the past, has turned into ruins at this moment.

Karasuma stood still in one place.

He looked at the onmyoji who was still neatly dressed, his eyes were extremely cold.

"Why, you didn't leave?"

The ancestor of the sword drew out the Taidao from his waist—this was the first time he drew out his own Taidao at the headquarters of the Government of Time.

"Abe Showa——"

In front of him was a staggered shadow of swords, lights and swords, the speed was so fast that it was impossible to capture the exact trajectory.

The man standing opposite Xiao Karasuma didn't move, a bloodstain was drawn on his cheek, looking a little scary on that pale face.

"Why didn't I leave immediately? Maybe it's because..."

His silver-gray eyes moved.

"Since it has been established that you want to leave, it is not a good thing to leave without saying goodbye."

"Father knows that you have ghosts in your heart, and that you like to do some small tricks, but I didn't expect you to do such things."

Karasuma's voice was extremely cold, and he looked at Abe Showa as if he was looking at a dead object.

"Do you ever remember that you are the top person in charge of the temporary shop of the municipal government?!"

"And now, you are actually cooperating with the retrograde army..."

Karasuma raised his right hand, and the sharp point of the knife was facing the man's Adam's apple.

"—Your blood will become a sacrifice for all these turmoil."

Abe Showa's eyes looked at the sharp blade, but the expression on his face was not obvious, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

He sighed softly and said slowly.

"I remember a long time ago, my grandfather once told me that my surname is Abe, and I am the only descendant of this generation of Abe's family."

"I am the descendant of the Yin Yang family - the Abe family."

Abe Showa closed his eyes, his thin figure seemed to merge with the darkness.

"Since then, my words and deeds have been burdened with the shackles and shackles brought by the surname Abe. I have no way to do what I want to do, and no way to get the glory that belongs to me."

"When I do everything well, when I become the first onmyoji in a hundred years to learn spells at the age of five—"

"—everyone is saying that... you are worthy of being the heir of the Abe family."

"They never cared about me."

Abe Showa raised his right hand, and his fingers seemed to be clenched into a fist.

But in this dark night, what can he grasp?

It's just a void.

"So you committed such a great sin for your own selfish desires."

Karasuma said each word in a word.

"The turmoil of the Mt. Fuji retrograde army, do you know how many people in this world died..."

"I don't know, and I don't need to know."

Abe Showa looked upset indifferently, except for one finger, it seemed like a year, "What's more, do you have the right to say that about me?"

"At that time, you acquiesced to the pioneers of the Spirit Department and created that plan."

"As the ancestor of swords, as the spiritual leader of all Fusangshen, you let thousands of swords who have not yet given birth to spiritual wisdom undergo experiments."

Upon hearing this, Karasuma narrowed her eyes.

"To be precise, we are half a catty."

Abe Showa said softly.

Abe Showa stretched out her hand, and a small white paper figurine danced on her finger, with many thin threads wrapped around the paper figurine.

"In order for you to maintain the inherent justice in your heart, and for me to realize the ambition I insist on..."

When Karasuma's sword was entangled by the paper man, he suddenly felt a sound of breaking wind behind him.

The cold expression on Karasuma's face was broken, and it became gloomy all of a sudden.

"Are you crazy? You let him out!"

Behind them, stood a huge figure.

The man's hair was black and white, and he was wearing a dark blue suit. On the handle of the huge sword, there was a large string of Buddhist beads wrapped around it.

The left half of his face is still so handsome, while the right half of his face seems to have been burned by the will-o'-the-wisp of the ghost clan, with a ferocious appearance like a ghost.

That person is the Buddhist sword known as one of the five swords in the world... Suzumaru Koji.

Suzumaru Koji's eyes still had some chaos, but he subconsciously set his eyes on the ancestor of the sword.

——He felt a sense of threat from the bottom of his heart.

It was as if... that seemingly harmless young man in red had done him a huge injury.

Suzumaru Kōji's face was blank, but he firmly raised the sword.

Little Karasuma narrowed her eyes and drew back, blocking the dagger.

As one of the five swords in the world, the power of Suzumaru Koji can barely fight with Xiao Karasuma.

And Shu Chu, who has experienced the experiment, has long been unable to maintain the original Buddha heart, and the power after approaching the dark fall is much stronger than before.

The current Suzumaru Koji has already made Karasuma feel a little tricky, not to mention he has to guard against Abe Showa.

However, Abe Showa did not move.

"The original purpose was to let that little guy from before break the seal of Suzumaru Koji..."

There was a regretful smile on the corner of Abe Showa's mouth.

"Where did you take that child?"

Karasuma blocked Susumaru Koji's heavy blow, and glanced at Abe Showa with cold eyes.

"Don't worry, Karasuma-sama... God-inspector-sama is fine."

The soft little voice came out just like that.

A little fox jumped on the top of the tree, and it licked its paw.

A scarlet light flashed in Fox's eyes.

It's just that the whole fox still looks so soft and cute, and even wagged its tail at Little Karasuma.

"……you……"

Karasuma narrowed his eyes, he vaguely guessed something.

Why did Qiao Ran meet Fox Nosuke when he took Mikazuki Zongjin to the sealed place that day?

Originally, Karasuma thought it was because Foxosuke couldn't let go of Qiao Ran, and often followed Qiao Ran, caring about Qiao Ran's safety - after all, he knew that Qiao Ran and Foxonosuke had a good relationship.

"It seems that I think highly of you."

The ancestor of the sword raised his eyebrows.

"Although I don't know the reason for your rebellion, but that child is innocent...why do you cooperate with these retrograde troops...cooperate with these rebels to take that child away? "

Foxnosuke licked his little paw, his expression was a little melancholy, "What do you say? I really like that god judge very much."

"But... Later I found out that the hommaru that the god judge stayed in before he was rescued... was number three..."

When Karasuma heard this sentence, the movement of his hands was obviously slow, and a knife tore open a hole in his left half of the chest, and his coat was dyed red all of a sudden.

"I didn't understand at first, why you kept it a secret, and didn't tell everyone about the Honmaru where the god judge was originally staying..."

"It seems that you still remember that Honmaru, also..."

"After all, that Honmaru has already become a disappeared Honmaru, buried in history."

"You, you always acted ignorant of that matter before, as if you were aloof, as if everything was carried out by the people of the Ministry of Spiritual Affairs."

"However, I am the one who is responsible for dealing with Diablo Honmaru for you, of course I know."

"—Actually, you have always acquiesced in these things."

Foxnosuke smiled.

"Did you know? Karasuma-sama..."

"Before I was ordered by you to deal with all the affairs of Diablo Honmaru, I was hiding another identity."

"——I am the serial number Sanhonmaru, the first Fox Nosuke."

"——Those who were discarded by you, those colleagues who have awakened part of their consciousness, but were discarded because of their incomplete body...and, dear friends."

His sweet voice was extraordinarily eerie in the dark night.

"Every time I carry out your orders, swords and all the dark fallen swords, I think about one thing—"

"—When... will it be your turn?"

"I've been waiting for an opportunity, but I've been telling myself that I have to be patient and not be impatient."

"So I can only crouch... in the dark."

"until today."

Foxnosuke jumped down deftly, but two sharp canine teeth were exposed on that rather cute little face.

"Three against one?"

Karasuma reached out to wipe the blood stains on his left shoulder, and a smile poured out from the corner of his mouth.

"People who rebel always have so many interesting excuses."

"Then let Weifu clean you up—"

And when they confront each other...

Fu Sangshen would not have noticed that under the ruins not far away, a somewhat scorched little hand held the big sword at the side and moved it slightly.