Gaara has experienced many BADENDs where the tailed beasts went berserk due to his own death, but this is the first time he has encountered someone who could bypass him and kill Shukaku!
Gaara instinctively wanted to control the falling sand, but he found that the control that was as easy as moving one's arm suddenly dropped, as if the original urination ten feet against the wind suddenly turned into urinating with the wind and wetting his shoes, and it was intermittent, with a prominent sense of unsmoothness.
Even the sand armor covering the skin began to peel off.
Gaara, with a lot of thoughts in his mind, blinked twice his eyes, whose dark circles were not so severe anymore, and then.
Gaara took out a kunai from his waist and stabbed himself in the neck decisively!
The sharp kunai even pierced through Gaara's relatively slender neck, which stunned Ryu who was on the right and was about to use the Death Straight and Spiral to send him to death, as well as Hayabusa who was hiding from the dust below.
Gaara became the first player to die in this magical battle.
Hayabusa was amazed that the evil camp also had such assassins, but after a moment of hesitation, he roughly reacted.
This giant sand monster must be a very important summoned unit, and it is not the type that can be reborn after death. So in order to avoid the save file being overwritten in the future, this player directly chose to commit suicide to leave the copy and return to his previous save file.
Although it was very sudden, it was basically a standard operation for players. The player on the right, who was focused on keeping no one on the team dead, couldn't help but nodded.
This Gaara is a ruthless person.
The sudden collapse of the sand monster first alerted the ninjas on the battlefield, but when all the sand stopped moving, the ninjas realized that this most terrifying sand monster must have been destroyed by someone.
Although no one showed any signs of cheering, there was indeed a brief burst of fighting power among the Hattori clan ninjas.
Even a tough guy like Hattori Hanzo couldn't restrain the joy in his eyes at this moment, because he knew that support was really coming.
On the other hand, the demon soul Amakusa looked silently at the collapsing sand monster Shukaku and the curse mark that was beginning to dissipate. He curled his lips, knowing that Gaara was really dead. While silently calling him a waste in his heart, he used his backup plan.
Chi! Mei! Wu! Liang!
Spherical demon souls containing four different characters appeared around Amakusa.
The four demon souls gathered in front of Amakusa's chest at the same time, forming a spherical body with a strange color such as colorful black.
"Purgatory on earth."
As the Demon Soul Tenkua chanted in an evil voice, the strange orb in his hand flew towards the air above the battlefield at an unusual speed.
It rose higher and higher, and then fell heavily to the ground.
The seemingly terrifying blow surprisingly did not cause any sound, not even any dust, and the jewelry itself suddenly disappeared.
However, at this moment, everyone on this land felt something strange coming from the soles of their feet.
The wind was blowing coldly and the gods and ghosts were wailing.
At the same time, the bodies of demons or ninjas that had lost their breath and were lying motionless on the ground suddenly trembled, and then they struggled to get up one after another.
There was still no sign of life in their bodies, and even their chopped-off internal organs and broken wounds had lost their temperature, but they were actually moving.
The combat effectiveness of these corpses is not high. After all, there are almost no intact corpses to be found on such a tragic battlefield. However, the blow to the morale of the human side is unprecedented.
It was effortless for the ninjas to kill the resurrected evil corpses, but when the comrade who had died to block the sword for them a few minutes ago dragged his broken legs and swung at them with a nameless ninja sword in his hand, it was a sign of the Hattori clan's well-trainedness that they did not suffer a complete mental breakdown immediately.
Hattori Hanzo's eyes were bloodshot, and his hatred for the demon soul Amakusa was soaring. His entire body disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
But at this moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared on the edge of the battlefield.
A giant golden Buddha statue with an unknown number of arms rose from the ground without warning!
Li Zhongyi just clasped his hands together, spoke eloquently, and his thoughts were surging wildly.
The power of mind! Hundred-style Guanyin!
Someone in Saotome called out her partner, Queen Sherrilu Gnom, who was known as the Galactic Diva.
Shirley Lu was seen holding a microphone with built-in amplification function, and she started singing.
...It turned out to be the Great Compassion Mantra!
The petite Asia pulled out a Gatling gun that was a lot bigger than herself from under her nun's skirt!
A strong, almost suffocating holy light burst out from the Gatling gun!
"Heretic! Must die!"
As Asia twisted the wrench of the Gatling gun and fired the first round of ammunition infused with the power of holy light, Satonaka Itsuko's Hundred-style Guanyin also waved his huge golden arm and performed the most intense physical salvation at the place where the resurrected corpses were most concentrated!
The evil spirits that emerged from the corpses that were forcibly shattered appeared in white light, being purified and liberated the moment they came into contact with the Great Compassion Mantra that was being chanted over the battlefield!
Hundred Styles of Guanyin + Great Compassion Mantra + Holy Light Gatling!
Right, stunned.
Chapter 737: The Three Brothers of Hell
This is the main reason why Satonaka Itsuko, Saotome Yu and Asia are the iron triangle. They are a professional salvation team in every sense. They do specialize in similar plot scenes. Others who have suffered the same tricks include zombies, alien insects, etc.
Hundred-style Guanyin's palms clapped randomly, the sound of the Great Compassion Mantra lingered in the air, and the Holy Light Gatling gun tore apart the body and the soul at the same time. From another perspective, asking them to take action against the demon soul Tenma using the temporary undead formation formed by the ghosts and monsters orbs could even be described as a waste of talent.
The superposition of the three is not an addition, but a multiplication effect. Just talking about the field of wide-area salvation, the right side with only the Death Perception Mystic Eyes really cannot be compared with them.
Of course, the premise is that the right side does not summon a fleet...
These three people were simply here to clear the area.
The resurrected corpses on the side battlefield fell down again, but this time neither the human side nor the demon side could stand up, because the demon's soul was shattered before it could ascend to heaven, and the purified human soul was attached to Li Zhongyigang's Hundred Styles Guanyin.
Afterwards, Zhong Yigang will perform the Six Paths of Reincarnation ritual to allow these souls to enter the reincarnation process.
If Demon Soul Tenkusa doesn't realize that these are the reinforcements from the other village, then he would have practiced in hell for more than a hundred years in vain.
The demon orb that was originally used on the ground to form a large array of undead spirits once again returned to the hands of the demon soul Tenma.
The orb was suspended right in front of Amakusa, and soon power spread out again. The dark power formed a magic circle with a diameter of about three meters.
At the same time, the Gate of Hell far outside Edo Castle suddenly underwent a strange change in broad daylight!
"Wandering in hell! A demonic demon thirsting for blood!"
Bang! Hit from the inside, the two ghost faces engraved on the gate of hell spewed out hellish miasma!
"A warrior's instinct! Only fighting can fill the void in a sword-crazed person's heart!"
Another strong collision! Dust fell off the body of the Gate of Hell!
"Miasma enters the brain! The corrupted white tiger whose instincts dominate the body and mind!"
The third hit!
The gate of hell opened with a gap as big as three fingers stretched side by side!
An evil aura gushed out!
“——————-!!!”
Uncle B almost instinctively roared like a strange beast, and the axe in his hand chopped towards the door.
A loud metal collision sound!
Uncle B's heavy slash that could easily break rocks and split the ground was actually blocked! ?
A huge force that was no less powerful than Uncle B's was able to deflect Uncle B's axe and sword!
The large sword, which was almost as long as a bamboo pole, broke through Uncle B's incredible strength!
The heroic spirit Lancelot, carrying a demonic staff, leaped high, and the staff in his hand smashed in the direction of Uncle B's knife with a force of tremendous force.
But what followed was the same metallic collision sound.
Two very thick swords firmly blocked Lancelot's downward attack!
Alexander the Great clamped his legs together and launched a fierce and full attack on his beloved horse, Busephilus, who was as powerful as the Black King.
At the moment of hitting the target, a strong arm with bronze metal that was not human suddenly appeared. With a terrifying tiger roar, the horse's face was hit hard. Bucephalus, who could easily charge and smash a car, had his entire horse head in a position that a living horse could not assume.
Oh, it's a dead horse anyway, so it's okay.
Three burly men, who were every bit as strong as Uncle B, rushed out of the gate of hell.
The three brothers of hell are noble.
The evil spirits behind them did not charge forward madly as usual even though they knew they would die if they came out. Instead, they showed obvious looks of fear.
But then, a colorful black magic formation appeared under the feet of the three brothers who were filled with murderous aura.
After a flash, the third brother disappeared.
After a brief moment of daze, the evil spirits in hell roared excitedly, like mice that could do whatever they wanted now that their watchdogs were gone. However, what they were going to face next was still the army of heroic spirits contained in the fragments of the black cup.
In a sense, Uncle B, who is in impotent rage, now needs to vent his anger on them.
The green hell demon stuck out its tongue in excitement, and then its head was smashed by an axe.
……
Izumo Mountain, a bloody battlefield.
The Three Brothers of Hell appeared in front of the demon soul Amakusa.
He has bony muscles and a face like a ghost. His red robe is stained with the blood of countless humans and evil spirits. In his hand, he holds the large sword "Honggang Yuanyuwan", which requires both hands to wield. Countless wailing wronged souls are entangled in it. They are all the poor souls who died under the sword "Rin Wu Yue Zhan Hong Lang".
Zhan Honglang turned around and glared at Mohun Tiancao, but Mohun Tiancao just smiled slightly, and the demonic energy in his hand actually accelerated the erosion of Zhan Honglang.
Zhan Honglang really wanted to kill the demon soul Tenkusa with one sword, but his body would not obey his control and his mind began to become confused.
"Infinite Sword Style! This is the strongest in the world!"
After making such an angry roar, Zhan Honglang returned to his previous horrific state where everyone, young or old, regardless of gender, would be killed by the sword, and rushed into the battlefield with heavy steps.
"Akatsuki Musashi", who is half a head taller than the white-haired Zhan Honglang beside him, has a black bun and holds two swords, with one eye that is abnormally white and a confused look on his face. He has been dead for hundreds of years and his memories did not return with his resurrection, but when his gaze turned to the Hayabusa who was tearing apart the evil spirit in the center of the battlefield, the remaining intact eye suddenly lit up, and then he bent his legs slightly and jumped with all his might!
Only the warrior instinct remained in Akatsuki Musashi's mind. He had no other thoughts. He just wanted to kill more strong men, or be killed by strong men.
The Demon Soul Tenkusa suddenly felt something, and his entire soul and the gem in his hand turned into colorful lines at this moment. Almost at the same time, a huge fist with a faint tiger roar swung towards the place where he had just been, but the Demon Soul Tenkusa's linear body had already teleported to a position dozens of meters away and reassembled into a complete soul.
The secret art of the devil's soul! The devil's moment!
At the same time, the right side who sensed something in the center of the battlefield directly took out the shell of Saburo from his arms.
The word "white" appeared in the center of the shell.
The shirtless man with a metallic right arm and muscular flexes even more exaggerated than that of Makoto after his transformation is none other than the guardian of the White Tiger power described by the Black Tortoise, Naoko Shigen.
However, looking at the irrational face he showed now was enough to prove that the Black Tortoise's worries were correct. This man was indeed out of control.
The demon soul Tenkusa chuckled, pushed the orb in his hand forward, and the orb that had sunk into the ground quickly sneaked towards Naoki Shigen.
The sane white tiger had no intention of dodging and was sucked into the orb.
The next second, a magic circle appeared near the right and threw the white tiger out again!
The white tiger on the right and in the air that had lost its mind stared at each other.
Chapter 738 I just want to escape~ but I can't escape~
Tamamonomae, holding Kishinami Hakuno in her arms, set up a spell formation around herself. The spells of ice, fire and wind lingered in the air. All enemies who stepped into the formation would be baptized by the three spells at the first moment.
Compared to rushing into the battlefield, the safety of his little Master is more important.
Although theoretically she was forcibly restricted to the Fushimi area, a day or two of absence would not really invalidate the barrier of Inari Taisha. It would be more like Tamamonomae would feel uncomfortable all over if she did not participate in such a fun thing.
It just so happened that the little Master was very willing to participate, so he just came to have fun.
The battlefield is really lively now.
The ninjas of the Hattori clan have begun to retreat and defend in an orderly manner. This is mainly because the Iron Triangle of Salvation is frantically clearing the area. No matter what corpse or monster, as long as it gets close to the Iron Triangle's cleaning range, there will basically be no intact corpse.
Demons are different from controlled evil spirits. Except for those with low IQ and no brains, more demons have realized that they may not be able to eat fresh flesh and blood, and have begun to flee the battlefield, risking being dealt with by the leaders of the demon camp afterwards.
Between dying early and dying late, they instinctively chose to die later. Perhaps if they escaped far enough, they would not have to die.
However, without the help of flying monsters, most of these monsters can only choose to escape by land, and Izumo Mountain does not provide many escape routes.
One is to continue moving forward, impacting humanity's shrinking defenses, facing an unknown number of enemies and an equally unknown path ahead.
The other is to escape in the opposite direction through the only entrance to Mt. Izumo.
This is a more reliable option.
They ran as soon as they said they would. Many demons had already left the center of the battlefield and rushed towards the only passage.
However, what awaits them is not escape, but the even more terrifying meat grinder.
