The flames in the fire kept swaying under the cold wind.
He glanced slightly towards the door, but the little figure with flaxen braids hanging on his chest still hadn't appeared.
So be it, God is the devil's lair, the lair of Yamata no Orochi and the demons. It's time to say goodbye. No matter why she came with her.
Levi knew that normal people would definitely think of monsters when they saw his appearance at this time. Especially in this era when monsters were ravaging, all the people who survived had relatives whose lives were taken away by monsters.
If you're afraid, then let's go. No matter what, the journey will eventually come to an end, and in the next time, he is ready to drop everything and go fight with Yamata no Orochi. He has no time to protect other people.
Only one of him and Orochi can leave this instance alive.
Li Wei let the bamboo hat cover his entire face and closed his eyes.
"Squeak!" The door slowly opened, and the little figure with flaxen braids hanging on her chest got in. Her little hands, which were red from the cold, could still be vaguely seen.
"Master Swordsman, Master Sword Master, were you injured while fighting the demon? I got you a piece of cloth..." She breathed slightly and handed the piece of cloth to you like a child offering a treasure.
Beside Levi.
Looking at Li Wei with big eyes, he seemed to know that Li Wei was just pretending to sleep, his braid swaying.
"Aren't you afraid?" Li Wei opened his bamboo hat and stared at Shanchui with his snake-like upright eyes.
"I chose to follow you, sir. Why should I be afraid?" Shanbuki did not avoid it, but also looked into Li Wei's eyes.
Levi directly stretched out his hand, and his cuticle-filled fingers quickly grasped Shanbuki's chin like a reptile. The cold and sharp scales touched her throat.
"Sir Swordsman, if you think the wound is ugly, I will bandage it for you." Her flaxen hair was tied into a braid, still swaying in front of her.
The firelight shone on their faces, and for the first time, the coldness in Li Wei's eyes seemed to have faded away, and his vertical eyes seemed to have returned to normal.
He completely lifted his entire hand out from under the raincoat, and his entire arm to his shoulders were covered with tiny scales that would trigger trypophobia.
Early the next morning, Li Wei picked up Tian Yu Yu Zhan, held the scabbard in his arm covered with cloth, and placed it on his waist.
A strip of cloth was also wrapped around his neck, up to his chin.
Yamabuki also hurriedly packed his luggage and followed Li Wei on the road. They were already close to the gods, and they might be able to enter the gods before noon today.
"Cough cough cough..." I don't know if the temperature dropped again, but Yamabuki coughed particularly frequently today. She would cough from time to time in the past, but never this frequently.
Levi's steps slowed down slightly, he paused, took off his bamboo hat, and put it on Shanchui's head.
"Swordsman-sama..." Yamabuki wanted to raise her head, but the hat almost blocked her upward view.
"My name is Levi. If you can't keep up, just let me know."
"Yes, Lord Levi." Shanbuki nodded heavily.
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Izumo City, Onnyangryo.
A fox-faced demon dressed in a human haori swayed the hunting bell in his hand, and then twelve shikigami in an illusory state walked out carrying a black coffin.
This fox-faced monster doesn't look like a human being. The clothes Yuori wears on her look very inconsistent. It's more like a beastly fox that imitates human actions.
She kept dancing, and the hunting bell kept ringing. Finally, the black coffin opened, and a man in hunting clothes and a tall black hat sat up from the black coffin.
"Thank you, aunt, how long can I survive in this body?" the man asked.
"Qingming, you only have two days at most...after two days, your soul will be completely devoured by hell."
"Two days is enough. According to the prophecy, the Sword Master should have arrived in the capital of God." The man moved his body, his pure white hunting clothes hanging on the ground. He looked at the sky, determination in his eyes.
This was a dilapidated ruin, with only a few buildings left that could barely be used. He could also see all the Onmyoji turning around, looking at him, and coming to his side.
Almost everyone in this group of last onmyojis was injured, some had broken hands, some lost legs, some were missing eyes, some were contaminated by the corrosive poisonous mist of the big snake, some lost half of their faces...
Countless little figures made of folded white paper are busy in action. These little white paper figures have already made their final kiki.
All the onmyojis looked at him, at the strongest onmyoji, because he was the leader of the Shinto religion, the man who founded the onmyoji and single-handedly put the entire onmyoji on the throne, Guan Nohara White Fox God Son
, Ampei Qingming.
"Everyone, time is running out, we all are like this. The Sword Master has arrived in the capital of God. Before tomorrow night, it will be our final battle with Orochi. In this battle, Orochi will be killed! He will become the emperor!"
All the Onmyoji below are holding their breath. They have endured it for a month. For a whole month, they can only hide in this place through the barrier like a bereaved dog, even if the entire city of God is slaughtered by demons.
, they can only watch like mice.
A month ago, Yin Yang Liao and the swordsmen launched a head-on battle with Orochi, but that battle failed due to the betrayal of the world's greatest swordsman, Baso.
Even Abe Seimei died under the big snake. The group of onmyojis who managed to survive could only hide and wait for Seimei-sama to be resurrected and wait for another counterattack.
It was also the last counterattack.
The Onmyojia has become history, and the glory of their Onmyoji has been cut off by the big snake, completely becoming a thing of the past. Then, burn out your last pride and all your strength.
The Emperor's Palace was completely slaughtered, and the big snake eroded Susano'o's body, completely killing him. Everything they protected, the emperor they wanted to be loyal to, and the onmyoji they wanted to develop were all gone.
So, there is nothing left, what else is there to lose?
"Everyone, start setting up the Eighty Red Sun Formation. No later than tomorrow night, we will completely drag the big snake into this place. Then, the prophesied sword master will be here to completely kill the big snake! This is where we will be buried.
The earth is also the burial place of the big snake! In this battle, there is death and no life!" Anbe Qingming waved his hunting clothes, and the last Onmyojis began to take action.
He will arrange everything and make the final decision here!
The fox in feathered clothes looked at Anbei Qingming, how reluctant she was to give up, but she would support Qingming forever. What she didn't tell Qingming was that during the period of Qingming's resurrection, she secretly took one of his
The branch of the vein was sent to other places, anonymously.
Two little foxes came bounding to her side. One of them seemed to have an injury on his leg and was wrapped with a strip of cloth.