Volume 3 Hello, Eri Chapter 324: The Fall of God (V)
When she said these words, she subconsciously thought of the man surnamed Chu. In fact, there is really no need for any special reason to like someone. You are eating hot pot and singing songs, and suddenly you are robbed by bandits. The train flies into the lake. You climb out wetly, and a female bandit with a thin waist, long legs and long hair steps on your face and says that this road is opened by me and this tree is planted by me. If you want to pass through, leave money for the passage. If you dare to say no, I will kill you and not bury you. Your heart is moved and you have Stockholm syndrome. You fall in love with this female bandit. From then on, you stay and rob together, and sparks of love are created.
When asked why she liked Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei couldn't really explain it. She just liked that feeling. She liked to see him say "I want to help others when I have the strength, and I hope that others will help me when they have the strength in the future." That sentence may be the one she remembers most clearly in her life. Other people's life mottos may be such high-sounding words as "Indifference leads to clear ambition, and tranquility leads to far-reaching goals", but she only remembered Chu Zihang's words and put them into practice.
She helped Eri without any ulterior motive. She just felt a sense of déjà vu the moment their eyes met, and felt that she shouldn't let a crying girl stand on the long street of Akihabara and cry to the sky.
Do you need a reason to help someone? No, just like you don't need a reason to like someone. Even the most heinous robbers will occasionally be kind and throw a coin into the bowl of a passing beggar. Moreover, although Lu Mingfei is known as the Queen of Ten Thousand Females, her body and heart are like a straight piece of spaghetti. She only likes Chu Zihang and loves him wholeheartedly.
"Is that person nice to Sakura?" Eri asked.
"I can't say it's good, I can only say it's like central air conditioning, which usually delivers warm air unconsciously, and he may not even be aware of it." When talking about the straight man's love style, Lu Mingfei laughed for no reason, "But I like this feeling, it's good like this. One day, Eri will meet someone like this, someone different from me, but you may like him more."
Lu Mingfei reached out and touched Eri's hair, and asked softly, "Have you made up your mind? Do you want to choose the Word Spirit or the speech?"
"Talk, but not now." Eri wrote in the notebook, "I can still help Sakura now, but I have to wait until things here are over."
"Then let's make a deal. Don't force yourself. I don't want to see Eri covered in scales."
"Let's make a pinky promise."
The two little fingers were lightly hooked together, and then tightly tightened. Lu Mingfei looked at Hui Liyi and smiled, and Hui Liyi also looked at Lu Mingfei and smiled faintly. A beam of warmth began to spread from a certain person, and more and more people would always share this beauty together.
Tokyo Hotaru Artificial Island is probably the only part of Tokyo that has not been dragged into the Night Food Field, because it is used to connect the cross-sea highway in Tokyo Bay, with a cross-sea bridge in the east and a ten-kilometer-long undersea tunnel in the west. Strictly speaking, this is outside the land of Tokyo Bay, and is artificially reclaimed land. Many years ago, this place did not exist, so it was able to escape the disaster.
The helicopter of Uesugi Koshi, Minamoto Chisei, and Minamoto Chijo arrived at the Umihotaru artificial island. The searchlights shone a huge circular spot of light on the sea. The illuminated tide of Shikamaru were crossing the artificial island. They were more terrifying than Deadpool. Deadpool could be said to be a kind of life, but Shikamaru were moving corpses created by alchemy. Simple attacks could not kill them, and their ability to move must be destroyed.
The helicopter dropped them on the artificial island. They waved goodbye to the pilot and watched with their own eyes as the helicopter flew in the direction it came from. Then, when it passed a certain point in time, it evaporated in the rain.
Gennochi was taken aback, but Uesugi Yue remained very calm. He tied the white cloth belt that symbolized his identity when cooking noodles around his head, looking ready to die.
"No need to look at it. That place has nothing to do with us. Leave it to Ange to deal with." Uesugi Yue casually threw the ancient sword he brought on the ground. These priceless antiques were like a pile of scrap copper and iron for people to pick. "The revival of the White King must be accompanied by the return of her territory. The ancient city of Takama-ga-hara is gone, and there is only the Night Food Plain. That is the opposite of Takama-ga-hara, the Nibelungen that originally existed on the territory of Tokyo. If we turn back, we will also be dragged in, but now we have more important things to do. We must guard the butts of the people who go there, otherwise when they come out of the Nibelung, countless groups of corpse guards will line up to welcome them."
In fact, until this moment, Gen Chisei still did not trust Uesugi Yue's identity 100%, mainly because he still kept the ramen chef's outfit, and it was hard to imagine a ramen chef leading a team to challenge a group of bloodthirsty corpse guards. But Uesugi Yue seemed to know very well what was happening. Those records that only existed in ancient books were burned in a fire when he defected from the shrine. Now he was probably the only one who could clearly understand everything.
I don't know whether it is fortunate or unfortunate, but many Shigaraki have crossed the Umihotaru artificial island and entered the land of Tokyo Bay, but they all stayed on the coast, sniffing the air around them blankly, but could not find the entrance to the Night Food Field. They could only vaguely sense that something was wrong around them.
Although it is called the Land of the Dead, Nibelungen is not a place where you can come and go freely. It can instinctively reject things it does not need. Night Food Yuan pulled the mixed-bloods and the people in Tokyo into Nibelungen to supplement the nutrition of the White King. However, the corpse guards are walking corpses, and there is no fresh blood in them. Nibelungen does not need them to enter.
"Son, stretch out your finger." said Uesugi Yue.
Minamoto Chisei did as he was told without knowing why, and Uesugi Yue picked up the ancient sword Kiku Ichimonji and used the blade to cut Minamoto Chisei's finger. He guided Minamoto Chisei's bleeding fingertips and wrote a bloody word "war" on the white cloth on his forehead.
The smell of blood spread in the strong wind, and the corpse guards who still blindly followed the White King's call turned their heads to look at Uesugi Yue, with golden flames burning in their pupils. Not long ago, they were still obsessed with finding ways to get closer to the White King, but now they were all attracted by the white cloth on Uesugi Yue's head. The high-purity dragon blood defeated the White King's response at a distance at this moment, and the corpse guards felt that Uesugi Yue, who was close at hand, was more delicious.
"The emperor's blood can lure a group of corpse guards. Your blood has such ability, proving that you are indeed the real emperor." Uesugi Yue explained.
"This is the first time I know of such a thing." Yuan Zhisheng looked at his bloody fingertips. To be honest, there is probably no father-son relationship in the world that starts with the father stabbing the son. "Why don't you cut yourself? Your blood should be more useful than mine."
"Nonsense, I'm afraid of pain, and it's only natural for my son to be my sword." Uesugi Yue treated the Genji brothers as his own sons, and gave them orders in a domineering manner, "Pick up your swords and get ready to work!"
He selected two from the pile of ancient swords and tied them to his back for easy use. Yuan Zhisheng stood on the right and Yuan Zhinu stood on the left, forming a triangle formation with their backs to each other, protecting each other's backs and blocking all blind spots. Everyone could see thousands of corpse guards, their baby-like screams drowned out the sound of the tide, their golden eyes burning with bloodthirsty desire, getting closer and closer, and the wind was filled with the stench and blood of the corpse guards.
There are probably tens of thousands of enemies here, but there are only three people standing here representing the human side. Even an emperor as strong as Nidhoggr was eventually defeated by countless villains. I wonder if the emperors here can escape the same fate. Each of them will face an army and fight until their blades lose their sharpness and their blood dries up.
Black clouds swirled over the artificial island and slowly took shape, from which a dazzling light could be vaguely seen. Along with the sound of artillery roars, snake-like lightning fell from the sky straight into the sea, bursting into dazzling flames.
Yanling Jianyu Thunder God was the first to launch the attack. The group of corpse guards all came from the sea, and their bodies were covered with moist sea water. The conductivity of sea water is even ten times that of copper. Although the salt in it will interfere with the power of lightning, as long as the number of bombardments is enough, the power of lightning can be fully released.
The lightning heated the sea water near the beach to a terrifying high temperature. The corpse guards had no sense of pain, but their bodies were still affected by the high temperature. As the lightning entered their bodies, many corpse guards convulsed and fell down before they could even climb onto the shore. The dense water vapor formed a smoke bomb of artificial intervention, and the corpse guards had just crossed this white obstacle when the strong wind brought by the Spider Cut had already been sent into their throats.
The high temperature also ignited the bodies of many corpse guards. These things still had fat in their bodies. In ancient legends, they were once called mermaids, and lamps made of mermaid oil could last for thousands of years. The burning corpse guards were still attacking frantically, and the vegetation on the artificial island was burning because of their flames. Even if there was still a heavy rain, it was difficult to extinguish the flames. The bodies of the corpse guards were too easy to burn.
Gen Chinu opened her bright golden eyes. Her bloodline was more uncontrollable, more dangerous, and more violent than Gen Chisei's. At this moment, she was no longer Gen Chinu, but the Dragon King of the fierce ghosts, Ruri Kazama.
Wangchuan drew a cherry-red blade light through the air, and a pink wall of fire rose up , burning seductively, dyeing his face pink, like a girl.
The Shikigami were flammable, but they were not afraid of flames. In the flickering flames, the figures of Uesugi Yue and Minamoto Chijo could be vaguely seen. The Shikigami roared and cried as they crossed the pink wall of fire. Then, a fire like peach blossoms burst out from their chests, causing not burning but dissolution.
A distance of more than ten meters is just a blink of an eye for the corpse guards, but none of them can successfully touch the source girl. Most of them will dissolve into liquid at a high speed while running this distance, as if some invisible virus is gnawing at their flesh. When they reach the feet of the source girl, only bronze bones are left. The black corpse fluid flows on the beach like a stream, and even their stench completely disappears in this dissolution.
Although the word "flame" is in its name and it exhibits the properties of fire, its concept is not burning.
The Buddha said that the eighteenth level is the Avici Hell, where a kind of flame is born, called the Red Lotus Karma Fire, which is an invisible substance that uses sin and karma as fuel. Once it sticks to you, it cannot be extinguished, and you can only resist it until it has completely eliminated all your sins. But if you can resist the burning , then no matter how many sins you have committed in the past, they can be wiped out and you can be reborn.
This is a flame that only exists in the concept and has no entity at all, so it can appear in any form. Minamoto no Chitose only used the sword light swung by Wangchuan. The wall of fire composed of karma fire did not exist at all in the eyes of Minamoto no Chitose and Uesugi Yue. Only Minamoto no Chitose and the group of corpse guards could see it.
The fire of karma uses sin as fuel and can quickly burn everything. The only way to resist it is with will. These corpse guards have committed countless sins before and after their death. After being created, they have lost the ability to think. They have no way to resist the burning of the fire of karma. Once they are touched, they will be burned into liquid in a very short time.
The words of his sons were all majestic and astonishing. The royal blood endowed them with innate powerful strength. Uesugi Yue fought side by side with the Genji brothers. When they did not have the chance to look at each other more, tears streamed down his face, which was eroded by the broken moon.
His past life was too heinous to describe, and he had committed too many sins, so much so that Uesugi Yue could not forgive himself. He became a ramen chef on the back street of Tokyo University. Every day, he would go to the nearby church to attend mass, and he donated a lot of the money he earned. People in the church were surprised at who was the one who made the donations anonymously, but they never thought it was the sloppy-looking old ramen chef.
Uesugi Yue used this to atone his sins and to remember his mother. He believed that his mother in heaven would always be watching his every move, and he prayed to her day and night like a devout child.
He thought that his life would end like this, if the curse of the royal blood could end like this. However, fate did not let him go after all. In a place unknown to him, his children were born quietly, fighting and eating each other in the hands of demons. The elder brother killed his younger brother with his own hands, and he went further and further on the road of justice from which there was no turning back.
Fortunately, everything still had a chance to be saved. Perhaps the devout prayers he had prayed day and night all those years had worked. God gave Uesugi Yue another chance to be with his sons, and even fight side by side, writing the fate that only belonged to the Shadow Kings. He tightly grasped the cross on the necklace in his chest and kissed it excitedly. It was the only relic his mother left him.
