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Chapter 2491 The Extraordinary Encounter of Onigumo!



Chapter 2491 The Extraordinary Encounter of Onigumo!

Chapter 2491 The Extraordinary Encounter of Onigumo!

The news that Onigumo fought Crocodile for forty hours but was ultimately defeated.

Like another bombshell, it has once again sparked a wave of discussion within the Army.

Especially those officers who focused on Kendo.

I am very interested in the ghostly aura that Onigumo exudes.

This power originating from the underworld is indeed very mysterious at the moment.

However, it possesses a strange corrosiveness, a deterrent effect, and a powerful amplification effect.

This undoubtedly opens a brand new door for many people who crave power.

now.

The person who sparked this heated discussion is now lying quietly in the intensive care unit of the Army Headquarters Hospital.

Onigumo fell into a deep coma due to exhaustion and injuries.

Without anyone noticing, consciousness was pulled into an indescribable, strange space.

The place is tinged with the colors of an eternal twilight, and the sky is a somber, dark purple.

There are no sun, moon, or stars.

There was only a faint light source falling from who-knows-where.

The reflections show the snow-white sand beneath our feet and the misty fog swirling around us.

Onigumo subconsciously looked up.

On the other side of the line of sight, a winding, silent, dark river can be vaguely seen.

Large swathes of eerie and beautiful crimson flowers bloom along the riverbank.

Onigumo stood bewildered on this unfamiliar land.

Immediately, he perked up, his eyes sharpened, and he became alert to any movement around him.

His mind had cleared, and he instinctively reached for his waist, only to find it empty.

"here it is"

"This is the gap between life and death, the garden on the other side of the River Styx."

"It is also a temporary resting place for your soul."

A clear, ethereal, yet supremely majestic female voice rang out from above.

The Oni Spider suddenly looked up.

Suddenly, a throne with an ancient design, carved entirely from an unknown black stone, stood silently there.

Seated on the throne was a woman with two horns on her head, dressed in a magnificent purple dress.

Her features were blurred in the shadows and the surrounding mist, making them difficult to discern clearly.

Only a pair of eyes, as deep as the ancient starry sky, seemed to be able to see through the end of all life in the world.

Her aura was vast and majestic.

It blends perfectly with this desolate space.

Like the ruler of this place.

Even more striking is what's next to that black throne.

A creature resembling a giant cat, with two tails and burning with eerie blue flames, lies lazily in a prone position.

The two vertical pupils, yellow and green in different colors, were like the purest gemstones.

He was observing the figure below with a hint of curiosity.

Onigumo recognized him at a glance as Matatabi, the 'Two-Tails' from the ninja world.

"I am the goddess of the underworld who governs the starfish realm, the daughter of the supreme creator, Yama."

The woman on the throne spoke slowly, her voice echoing in Onigumo's ears.

Upon hearing this, Onigumo was deeply shaken.

Goddess of the Underworld?

Underworld?

To be honest, he had never heard of the Goddess of the Underworld, let alone Yama.

According to related legends, Onigumo is more familiar with the name Enma Daioh.

But it was already known that the World Government's jurisdiction included the Underworld.

We just don't usually have much contact.

Therefore, he had no doubt about Yama's identity; the 'two-tailed creature' was proof that it was one of his own.

Moreover, Onigumo doesn't believe anyone would dare to play tricks on the starfish.

He was making a fool of himself, an army general.

He suppressed the trembling in his soul and asked in a deep voice, "What is the purpose of the goddess leading me here?"

"It's very simple."

Yama's voice was devoid of any emotion, yet it contained an undeniable air of authority.

"Your soul is perfectly in harmony with ghostly energy."

"I will bestow upon you the complete Ghost Cry Sword Technique and a systematic method for cultivating ghost energy."

"It includes the Yellow Springs Water, which enhances the power of the Devil May Cry by tempering the soul through bathing."

A glint flashed in Onigumo's eyes. He didn't immediately agree, but instead asked, "What is the price?"

"You must spread the fame of the Ghostblade Swordsman in the army and promote the cultivation of Ghost Qi."

"To cultivate more 'Devil Cry Swordsmen' who cultivate ghostly energy."

The mature-looking Yama bluntly stated: "In other words, you will become my preacher in this world, gathering followers for me to cry out in despair."

"And you, when you cultivate your ghostly energy to its peak in the future, your soul will be able to be transformed into a ghost god, at which time you will be able to freely travel between the underworld and the mortal world."

"Combat strength is absolutely no less than that of the so-called Martial God, Star God, Sword Saint, or True Ancestor."

Free to travel to and from the underworld, his combat power is no less than that of a martial god!

This prospect even made the resolute Oni Spider's mind waver.

He discovered the ghostly aura by chance.

But it brings a cold and powerful sense of strength.

That characteristic that seems to sever life and erode the soul.

This indeed coincides with his ideals of pursuing maximum lethality and absolute justice.

Furthermore, if more warriors who master demonic energy could be trained within the army...

Isn't this a good thing for world governments?

"I promise."

With that in mind, Onigumo responded decisively without much hesitation.

In his view, power itself is neither good nor evil; the key lies in the person who uses it and their purpose.

In order to uphold a more powerful and absolute justice, he was willing to accept this power of the underworld.

"good."

Although Yama had already anticipated this answer, a barely perceptible look of satisfaction still flashed in his eyes.

She flicked her finger.

A dark purple stream of light containing a large amount of information instantly entered the core of Oni Spider's consciousness.

The latter had absolutely no chance to react.

All of a sudden.

Numerous techniques related to the Devil May Cry swordplay, methods for circulating demonic energy, and techniques for absorbing the Yellow Springs water.

Like a tidal wave, memories flooded into Onigumo's mind.

Demon Slash, Moonlight Slash, Ghost Step, Death Tombstone, Dark Moon Descent.

Blade Soul Yama, Afterimage Yama, Corrosion Yama.

Frost Yama, Plague Yama, Dark Flame Yama

And two great mysteries: the Aura of Fear and the Descent of the First Ghost God, the Goddess of the Underworld.

It's unclear how much time has passed, but the flow of information has just subsided.

Yama raised his hand again.

A strangely shaped longsword appeared out of thin air and slowly floated in front of Onigumo.

Its scabbard is dark purple.

It appears to be made of some kind of crystal, with chain-like patterns on its surface.

"This is a supreme greatsword forged by a craftsman from the underworld using black ice from the underworld sea, water from the Yellow Springs, and resentment from hell. The Yellow Springs Shackles are hereby bestowed upon you as a reward."

Onigumo raised his hand and gripped the hilt of the sword, feeling a connection to his bloodline.

He instinctively drew his sword.

With a crisp "whoosh," the blade was revealed to be straighter and longer than that of a traditional samurai sword.

But the tip of the knife has a subtle, almost imperceptible, reverse-curved shape resembling a spider's venomous claw.

Sharp and deadly.

The blade pattern is not the usual wave or straight edge.

Instead, it resembles irregular, blood-red patterns, like the blood vessels of a living organism.

The entire knife emitted a faint purple glow.

It's freezing cold.

It was as if even the space at the edge was frozen, and its sharpness was so great that it was impossible for the naked eye to see it directly.

"This knife has one special characteristic."

The voice of Yama rang out at just the right moment.

"It can transform its ghostly aura into an indistinguishable afterimage at your will."

"Its appearance, scent, and weight are exactly the same as the original."

Onigumo was startled, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This means he no longer needs to risk his life to return control of so many physical knives.

With just this 'Yellow Spring Shackles', seven afterimages can be conjured.

He perfectly executed his Eight-Sword Style!

(End of this chapter)


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