novelonline Chapter 2639 The Evil God Dark Heaven Pill Who Wants to Cry But Has No Tears! (Bonus Chapter 57 for
Chapter 2639 The Evil God Dark Heaven Pill Who Wants to Cry But Has No Tears! (Bonus Chapter 57 for
Chapter 2639 The Evil God Dark Heaven Pill Who Wants to Cry But Has No Tears! (Bonus Chapter 57 for the Little Transparent Alliance Leader Who's Reading)
"No way!!!"
The purple beam of light that stretched across half of General City was torn apart.
It disintegrated into countless chaotic specks of dark spiritual energy.
The cherry-red streak of light, wrapped in black and red lightning, did not slow down in the slightest.
With overwhelming force and an incredibly precise trajectory.
Amidst the desperate, angry, and fearful roars of the 'evil god' Antenmaru.
First, it easily tore apart the charred arms that it hastily put in front of it.
Then it pierced the center of its chest.
"Uhhhhhh!"
An unbearable, agonizing, and frantic scream emanated from Antenmaru's mouth.
But the crimson glow of the cherry blossoms had not yet faded.
The forceful pull on the pierced body of the evil god was like a sword of judgment falling from the sky.
This thing, which it believed to be immortal and indestructible, had existed for thousands of years.
From ancient times to the present, Onmyoji have been helpless against evil gods, ghosts, and wicked spirits.
It was firmly nailed to the ground in front of the Bridge of Bliss, which was covered with gravel and puddles.
【boom----】
The earth trembled violently, and smoke, dust, and water columns, mixed with purple spiritual light, shot into the sky.
next second.
The cherry-red light, slanted into the shape of Dark Heaven Pill, flowed across it.
The overwhelming power of lightning, condensed to its extreme, erupted with a deafening roar.
[Crack!]
Like a red-hot iron piercing ice and snow, or like holy thunder purifying filth.
Countless black and red lightning bolts surged from the wounds where the evil god was pinned down.
Like living, deadly snakes.
It raged, roamed, and annihilated wildly inside and outside its vast dark spirit body.
"No!"
"What kind of energy is this?!"
"Unstoppable, unpredictable, and irreversible"
Antenmaru let out a final, furious roar filled with resentment.
The struggles became less and less intense.
The enormous body of the evil god turned into black smoke and completely dissipated in the wind and rain.
Only Mirino Dōman, who was lying unconscious in the pit but had miraculously survived, remained.
[Click click]
At this time.
The 'Alluring Beauty' was inserted into the ground less than three meters above Dao Man's head.
The black and cherry-red sheen faded quickly.
The original color of the blade was revealed.
But at this moment it is covered with dense, spider web-like cracks.
Then, under the stunned gazes of the crowd...
【Crash! 】
This famous sword has been with Liu Zhuan Wu Zang for forty years.
Like a warrior who has completed his final mission, it shattered into pieces, turning into a pile of gleaming metal fragments scattered in the mud.
For a moment, the only sound at the scene was the rain gradually subsiding for some unknown reason.
And the heavy, incredulous breathing of the crowd.
Ketsuno Seimei slowly lowered his hands, which were forming a hand seal.
That usually calm and composed face was now filled with shock and bewilderment.
Hattori Zenzo's kunai clattered to the ground, but he was completely unaware of it.
Bai Diluanpo, pushing the cannon, stood frozen in place, dumbfounded.
All the surviving samurai, ninjas, and onmyoji.
They all stared at the pile of knife fragments and the unconscious Dao Man, as if they were clay or wooden sculptures.
Then the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the bright sunshine shone down once again.
But the memory of that cherry-red beam of light that pierced the sky and destroyed the evil god still lingers in everyone's mind.
It's absolutely stunning.
At the same time, in front of the Sakura Gate.
The sunlight gradually dispelled the gloom and cold, shining warmly on my wet body.
General Shigeshige, Matsudaira Katakuri, Kondo Isao, Hijikata, Okita, and so on.
At this moment, everyone could clearly feel that the suffocating, apocalyptic evil aura had completely disappeared.
The flying squirrel also withdrew its gaze from the northern sky.
He met the complex gazes of the crowd, filled with shock, awe, and disbelief.
He casually moved his right wrist, which he had just used to throw the ball.
A faint smile appeared on his face, as if he had only done a small thing.
The flying squirrel said softly, "This is the only way."
"After all, there's such a big city between us, we can't just cleave it in half with one sword."
"That would be making too much noise."
As he spoke, sunlight fell on the justice coat draped over his shoulders.
The two black characters for 'justice'.
It stood out particularly in the fresh air after the rain.
——The dividing line of the world——
With bloodshot eyes and charred skin, Antenmaru stood on the gray plain.
My chest still seems to be aching slightly.
Even though it knows it's just an illusion created by memory.
His death was so sudden and unbelievable.
"I was actually killed."
Antenmaru pounded the ground with both fists, roaring angrily, his unwilling voice echoing in the desolation.
It still can't understand how it, as the embodiment of evil spiritual power, could have fallen to such a state.
After venting.
This evil god could only force himself to calm down and face reality.
Look around.
The sky was purplish-gray, and the earth was as black as ink.
In the distance, a few leafless, withered trees can be vaguely seen.
The air was filled with a very pleasant smell of death.
"The underworld?"
Antenmaru muttered to himself, "Very well, since there is no hope left in the human world, I will establish a kingdom entirely of my own in this world of the dead."
Then it began to walk across the wasteland.
Seek out anyone you can communicate with or conquer.
It took about half a day, or perhaps only a short while.
Just as we stepped onto a hillside, a group of people suddenly came into view.
Antenmaru narrowed his crimson eyes.
That was a team of over a thousand people.
About a hundred of them appeared to be escorts.
Some of them were wearing matching purple tops and black trousers.
Some of them had an extra purple coat.
There was another person with a purple coat draped over his shoulders, who was also exceptionally tall, estimated to be nine meters tall, and stood out in the group.
"It seems there's already an organization here."
Antenmaru grinned maliciously and began to move his arm joints.
"Perfect, capture them, find out about the situation in the underworld, and then..."
It immediately quickened its pace, its figure moving swiftly through the gray fog.
As an evil god, it still retains considerable power even in the underworld.
No, it might be even more powerful than in the human world.
When the distance between the two sides is reduced to less than one kilometer.
Suddenly, the tall figure in the purple coat stopped in his tracks.
Antenmaru instinctively stopped, while the other party slowly turned his head.
Antenmaru finally saw his face clearly.
A mouth full of fangs.
His hair stood on end like a hedgehog's quills, his skin was dark and rough, and he had sharp bone spurs on his shoulders and arms.
Especially that terrifying face.
Four eyes.
Each one was glowing with a purplish-red light.
But none of this was what shocked Antenmaru the most at that moment.
The instant it saw the other.
A feeling I had just experienced welled up in my heart again.
So familiar, so profound.
So much so that the body had already begun to move backward before the consciousness could even react.
Every cell is screaming for danger.
Panic, trembling, and fear over everything brought by that stream of cherry-red light.
"impossible!"
Antenmaru was filled with doubt and unease.
"This sense of oppression, though not that intense, is definitely not wrong."
"This guy is strong, extremely strong."
Hero turned around to face Antenmaru.
His four eyes locked onto the other person at the same time, and a ferocious smile immediately appeared on his lips.
"Oh?"
A hero, currently a lieutenant colonel in the Underworld Army headquarters, wearing a purple coat of justice.
His voice was deep and powerful, like two giant rocks rubbing against each other.
"I thought this underworld didn't have any formidable opponents."
"It's difficult to accumulate many merits in battle."
"I didn't expect such a good-looking prey to come knocking on my door?"
As he spoke, he suddenly took a step forward, and the ground shook violently beneath his feet.
The spirits of the dead who were being sent to the new city became anxious.
Fortunately, the Netherworld soldiers of the Eternal Legion immediately maintained order in a forceful manner.
"run!"
Having already learned his lesson, Antenmaru immediately followed his instincts and turned to flee.
It was truly heartbreaking.
I don't understand why so many terrifying beings have appeared in the world after a thousand years.
This is true in the human realm, and it's also true in the underworld; after all, I am an evil god.