Life in Another World of Saber Sanada Shinzo

[The people who carried the lamps on their backs cast their shadows in front of themselves. 】

The black mist suddenly surged and hit Sanada Shinzo, before he fled, it enveloped the young man who was slightly exhausted due to excessive use of personality. The thick black mist, strong gravity, and unbreakable teleportation.

"Although one person was let go, this can barely be regarded as compensation for gameover." In the dark, he heard the arrogant words of the enemy.

Too arrogant, too arrogant!He gripped the non-stick handle.

Wait, it's not the time yet, wait until teleportation, teleport there.

The black mist dissipated, and the eyes were bright again. He came to the square in the center of USJ, where Aizawa Shouta fought with the enemy leader, and it was also the place where the battle was most intense.

"Hei Wu, what are you doing with a brat? Is it done?" The blue-haired young man scratched his neck irritably.

"Scattered them, but...one escaped."

"What...? Escaped?" The young man's air pressure dropped, and he was in a very bad mood.

"Wait, Siganmu, I brought back one..." Black Mist explained in a panic.

"Take your hand—"

Sanada Nobuzo was panting, pressing his right hand into the scabbard and clanging the knife, suppressing the anger that was about to get out of control.

He saw that black guy with bare brains, the guy who made his teacher into a mess, his hands were stained with blood, his eyes were full of terror, and under him was a person whose life and death were uncertain.

It was death and despair, terror and cruelty, the insolent mockery of evil, the chilling contempt of a mighty menace, farewell and farewell.

In a trance, he recalled the enemy on the horse, the tip of the waving knife was approaching the woman's fragile neck, and he saw the panic and worry on the beautiful face in the confusion.

"Get your hands off him! Bastard!"

He roared and was angry, and resisted in fear, death made him act, never let him be angry.

Sanada Shinzo pulled out the humming sword, and approached the black monster at an incredible speed. The non-stick white blade cut through the flesh and blood, and the blood drops flowed down the sword.

"Boom—" The black monster was knocked down to the ground, an arm fell from the air, the incision was neat and smooth, blood slowly spread on the ground, the fingers of the severed hand trembled, and then returned to dead silence.

What a beautiful knife.Sikuoki thought about it, and couldn't help but praise it.

The knife that can cut off everything, the knife that can destroy everything that does not suit one's wishes, such a knife that is cruel and resolute, and that has no law, no morality, and no restraint.

Like me, he is someone who wants to destroy, who wants to destroy all things that don't suit him.Don't be fettered by hypocritical morality, don't be suppressed by powerful laws, don't put on a false and ridiculous cloak, but face up to your own cruel desires.

I want to see the knife unsheathed, I want to see his hands stained with blood, I want to see him hold up the butcher knife firmly, I want to see him fall, I want to see him suffer, I want to see him struggling and enduring, I want to see until he was broken.

So interesting.He stretched out his hands and scratched his neck irritably, the chapped skin was bloodshot.

I really want it, I want him, if I want to take him back, he must go back with me.

Shikuragi came back from his thoughts, his scarlet eyes fixedly stared at the boy not far away from between his fingers.

The black-haired boy squatted halfway, and stretched out his hand cautiously, but he didn't know how to touch the scarred man on the ground.

"Aizawa, teacher..." he called carefully.

"It's okay." Aizawa Xiao raised his head with too much difficulty, "You have to be careful, that blue-haired one can shatter things."

"Well, I will, please rest assured."

"And you."

"I have a sense of proportion and will not get lost."

Sanada Nobuzo stood up and turned to face the blue-haired youth.

"So, are you the leader of the so-called enemy alliance? Are you ready to keep your head?" He raised the knife, the blood on the knife had already faded, and the snow-white blade was glowing coldly.

"I'm Sigangmuhang, what's your name?" The young man seemed unaware of his provocation.

"Sanada Shinzo, remember to report the name of the person who killed you on Huangquan Road, villain!"

"Well... but alas, it's not so easy to solve Nao Wubu." He stretched out his twisted fingers and pointed at the back of Sanada Shinzo, his scarlet eyes were full of malice.

"What?!" Sanada Shinzo turned his head abruptly, only had time to raise the knife before being forced back by a strong force.

He put down the defensive sword, his arm was a little numb, he held the handle again, and looked up.Nao Wu, whose arm had just been cut off, had grown back a good arm, standing sluggishly like a killing machine.

"Limb regeneration?" He smiled, "Is this your method?"

"More than that, after all, this is the means to kill All Might." Dead Karaki's eyes were full of sick fanaticism.

"But I'm not All Might!" The black-haired boy greeted the enemy with a smile.

White knife light, red blood, severed limbs, buzzing swords, laughing lunatics.

Even if Sanada Shinzo gets rid of the instigation of non-stick, even if he finds the belief to draw the sword, even if he is afraid that he will kill for protection, but his sword will still not change, the deadly sharp knife engraved in the bone will not change It will change, the samurai's thirst for powerful enemies and achievements flowing in the blood will not change, and the cruelty condensed in the samurai's soul will not change.

The red samurai wielded his sword, laughing and beheading, the sweet smell of blood intertwined with the coldness of the sword light, and suddenly there was only one mad soul releasing himself.

Has he changed?Midoriya Izuku looked at the man immersed in the battle.Has he really changed?

Maybe it changed or maybe it didn't.That person is still living towards death, still chasing the most important glory of death, still staring at the flowers and water in the darkness, and walking firmly into the darkness.But he understands more about life. Although he is walking towards death, behind him is a living life, hope is salvation, and the world is guarded by him.

He guarded hope and life behind him, and then walked alone towards death.

"Clang——" The blade touched Naowu's neck, and the enemy's head could be chopped off with just a slight push.

Sanada Shinzo was on Nao Wu's body, the black monster under him had already lost its limbs, and the new limbs slowly twisted from the fracture.He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and after a while, he realized that there was pain in the abdominal cavity, a few ribs were probably broken, and his body was a little weak.

"You are counting on this kind of monster to kill All Might? Surely you shouldn't count on idiots who dare to break into heroes!"

"Hey...isn't it okay to be brainless?" Siganmu grabbed his neck, "Then why didn't you cut off his head? Are you afraid?"

"How could it be?" Sanada Shinzo cut off the newly grown limbs again, and turned his head to look at Aizawa Shouta.

"It's impolite to lose control in front of the teacher. I still want to have a good relationship with Aizawa-sensei." He looked at Aizawa Shouta with a smile, indicating that he hadn't lost control and would not lose control.

"Oh...why, why..." Shigaraki became irritated.

Why not do it?Why not destroy it according to your will?Why be foolishly bound by the rules?Quickly tear off your disguise, expose your fangs, bestow your death on the world, and truly reveal your will.

"Shouldn't be bound..." Shigaraki murmured in a low voice, "Is it because the stimulation is not enough? Isn't it enough for you to tear up the whitewashed peace? Then..."

The hand, the pale hand stretches out, magnifies in front of the eyes, reveals the horror in front of the frog blowing plum rain, reveals death, reveals the filth of the underworld attached to it, and the mourning of the dead.

"Stop!" The sword turned, revealing its edge.

A white hand caressed his cheek, and the white sword pierced into the black mist, then revealed behind Sanada Shinzo, and pierced into the flesh and blood of his shoulder.

"Let go of her!" Midoriya Izuku fought back! □□ash!

The powerful force knocked back Shikuraki, he rubbed his painful collarbone, and frowned.

"It's really a merciless knife." Nekuragi looked at the tip of the knife that had penetrated deeply into Sanada Shinzo's shoulder.

"Are you trying to kill me? It's a crime." He smiled maliciously, exuding a dark and evil strike.

Sanada Shinzo sneered and pulled out the non-stick, his injured body shook slightly, he turned his head to look at the teacher who dragged his serious injury to prop up his body and activated his personality. This person, like his personality, always plays the hero by surprise.

"As expected of a teacher, you are so handsome!" He smiled at Aizawa Xiao.

"Next, I won't let you go." He looked at Sigangmu Diao expressionlessly, with cold anger flowing in his eyes.

"Really, with your dilapidated body? How many bones are broken? Can you hold a knife?" Dead Handwood laughed.

"Brainless." The restored Naowu stood up again, and the tireless killing machine struck.

Sanada Shinzo tightened his grip on the knife in his hand, the wound on his right shoulder was pulled to ooze blood, and his mouth was filled with a bitter taste of blood.

Get moving, don't stick!His right hand didn't work and his body became sluggish, he laughed.

I will not fall!Not even death can make me retreat!The right hand raised the blade, ready for the coming blow.

"Boom—" the door was roughly kicked open, smoke billowed, and a blond hero appeared.

"It's okay, I have to ask why—" The blond hero lost his old laughter, leaving only endless anger.

Everything stopped, and everyone was forced to look at that man, the No. 1 hero, All Might, who woke up from a deep sleep due to anger, and opened his eyes to look down on the enemy.

"Because I'm here!" Heroes bring hope and safety to the world.

"Then, the game continues."

The author has something to say: I just went out to eat hot pot and play dogs!So the update is late qwq

In this chapter, Sanada finally takes advantage of his melee combat!

Sanada Shinzo: Knife is a good thing, please understand it!

Brainless: Whoops! ! !

Congratulations to Mr. Sanada for being recorded in the small book by Shikuraki!

"Sanada Shinzo, remember to report the name of the person who killed you on Huangquan Road, villain!" This is Sanada's debut line when I first wrote the character design, and I am so happy to finally use it! ! !

[The people who carried the lamps on their backs cast their shadows in front of themselves. 】From Tagore's poem, here refers to the bushido spirit of Sanada with a guardian behind him and a dead sword in front of him. (I think it's handsome ovo)

Tomorrow, Pigeon will take a day off in advance, and the final cp is basically finalized as Boom, please cheer everyone!

121: My boyfriend is with my boyfriend qwq

Finally, do you want to collect and comment on the little angel?Really happy to have comments!