The blessing weapon is the product of the evolution of the artifact. Its shape will change and its power will also be greatly improved.

This is proof that the artifact will defend its master to the death.

Bishamon wielded her giant blade and slashed down with great force. As a god of war, and equipped with an artifact focused on destruction, very few people could withstand her full-force slashing, let alone with bare hands.

The next second the snow tool broke, Yadou was shocked to realize that the name of the artifact had not disappeared. He instinctively called Yukine, and the broken snow tool turned into a tachi and a rib.

The sword and the ribs were in front of him, and the giant blade hit hard, but was cut into the blade. The sharpness and solidity of the snow weapon ushered in a transformation after it became a blessing weapon.

Bishamon's ears heard the screams of the artifact.

She quickly jumped away with an extremely ugly face, "You want to hurt my artifact again! Fujin God."

Yadou was speechless, this woman must have some serious illness.

"Give Hiyori back, and I can leave now."

"Nonsense, am I as despicable as you!?"

An angry woman has no reason to speak.

The wind of the sword slashed through the wall, and every time the two of them stepped on the ground, it would cause cracks like spider webs. The artifact behind Bishamon did not care about its master's face, and kept seizing the opportunity to harass.

However, the offense and defense were reversed, and Bishamon, who was no longer with the blessing weapon, was still at a disadvantage.

Luba, who was hiding on the city wall, laughed heartily. Although Bishamon seemed to be able to survive the current situation for a while, the medicine on Luba's body was about to expire.

On the battlefield, just as Bishamon was about to round up his giant blade to counterattack, a familiar sharp pain pierced his mind. The back of his neck seemed to be burned, and a sense of powerlessness instantly filled his whole body.

The malice coming from the artifact under his command.

Yadou smacked his lips, "Why did it get to this point? Are you going to start playing the game of finding the mole again?"

If the evil thoughts of a single artifact do not last for a long time, the gods can usually resist it. However, after stabbing the gods, the artifacts will become suspicious of each other. The malice derived from this suspicion is the real fatal blow.

Things like Yukine stabbing Yato are exceptions, because gods usually banish or kill fallen artifacts as soon as possible.

Black and purple ailments covered half of Bishamon's body, and her negative emotions made her lose her rationality to weigh the pros and cons. She continued to stand up and charge regardless, but her speed and strength inevitably declined.

Yadou raised his knife to defend himself with a numb scalp. This guy is now a moving source of infection covered in shit. He is also a god, and he will also be affected if he gets sick.

As the artifacts are continuously used, the pollution of Chi expands rapidly, and the artifacts, like their owners, gradually lose their minds.

"It's really hopeless."

Yadou looked at the giant blade with strange eyes appearing on it, and a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead. The castle was now like hell.

"In the end, I am the villain again, so I will kill all your artifacts again, including you."

The battle continues.

At the door of the cell in the mountain, Lamba and a lion looked at the damaged door in disbelief. There was no one inside.

Shagar led the two of them running along the path in the jungle, and finally arrived at the mansion. Through the damaged wall, Zhao Ma saw Yato beheading Bishamon.

"Ah, I accidentally got lost before. Don't blame me, you two." There was an extremely happy smile on Xia Ge's face at this time, and he found that he seemed to have awakened some new attributes.

Zhaoma's body sank, and he knelt on his knees, wailing in despair.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

God of War—Bishamon, death.

Without the stopping of Soma and Hiyori, Yato can only go all out in the face of the crazy Bishamon. He is responsible for Yukine and Hiyori. Moreover, he is tired of the other party's constant pursuit. He was the one who saved the situation before. He went to Bishamon, but was hated in turn, and no one lost his temper.

"Yato, it wasn't Ms. Bishamon who kidnapped us, it was Dr. Riku under her command." Hiyori ran wildly, being separated from her body for a long time caused her spirit body's speed to drop significantly.

"But I've already killed him." Yadou shook his knife to scatter the blood on the snow vessel. He didn't regret what he had done. Anyway, there were many Bishamon followers and their names were wide. At most, this generation would die and the next generation would die. Will be resurrected.

As for whether losing his memory counts as the person before, he doesn't know, and Wuming Shen doesn't have the conditions to give it a try.

Ichiki Hiyori's expression was hard to describe. After all, they came here to save her, and Bishamon's death had a lot to do with her.

The artifacts that lost their owners ushered in a collective fall. Countless demons crawled out of the mansion, including spiders, scorpions, centipedes, and octopuses, all of them ugly and strange.

Zhaoma turned into a big tree demon and served as a beacon for blessings, but he twice brought his people into ruin, and eventually even led to the death of his master. He had given up the desire to survive.

"Yato, Mr. Zhaoma..." Yukine said with difficulty.

"There is no way, don't forget that we are here to save Hiyori, no matter it is a conspiracy or not, as long as we achieve this point." Yato replied calmly.

Hiyori was hesitant to speak next to her, and she found that she was not qualified to refute.

The demons were dancing wildly, fighting each other, separating and merging. Shagar clapped his hands and walked over, attracting the attention of the three people.

"I'm in a good mood today. Leave the finishing touches to me."

The air door opened, Yadou nodded to him, and took the two of them back to the living world. According to the contract, he was regarded as the other party's subordinate. Except for watching the hundred-year door, the other party did not restrict his other freedoms, but as long as it harmed his interests, he would Death, no one can resist the ailments of the underworld. Bishamon, as the strongest god of war, is on the verge of death just because of the negative emotions of the sacred weapon.

Luba laughed wildly in the dark, things were progressing inexplicably smoothly, and he would become the new Bishamon's only and most trustworthy companion.

The next second, a door opened out of thin air on the masked demon in front of him, and a palm transformed from thunder completely smashed it into pieces. The laughter even echoed in the hall of the castle.

Hagar stood there with his arms folded and said nothing. Only he could be arrogant.

After a short period of venting, the demonized artifacts all rushed towards the only living creature left here.

The underworld is coming.

The clear yellow water emanated from the feet of Shagar, and in the blink of an eye it gathered like waves of the sea. The water of the Yellow Spring flooded the ground of the floating island. The artifacts were smashed by the huge waves, and the buildings in the mansion disappeared after being swept away.

Thunder Sea.

Blue thunder and lightning eroded the entire floating island along the yellow spring water, long electric arcs jumped in the sky, and the sound of decomposition was endless.

Soon, the huge floating island completely collapsed.

Hagar turned around and walked into the space door.

In the front yard of Xiaofu's house, Yadou walked out of the door and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the familiar scenery. The whole night was finally over.

"Should we run?" Xueyin asked.

"Why." Yadou was puzzled.

"Gao Tianyuan is definitely going to cause trouble for us."

"No, there will be rewards for killing the fallen gods, but this matter should not be made public. The seven gods of good fortune are connected with each other. If they find out, they will target us." Yadou said again, "Zhaoma is dead."

Xueyin fell into a long silence.

"If Hiyori and Oma-san can only choose one..."

"You little devil."
Chapter completed!