Eighth Crown

Chapter 467: ——Muramasa, Muramasa

Unreal Castle, top floor.

Fujimaru Rika revealed the other party's true body in one sentence, which made Musashi and Chiko Muramasa behind them suddenly wake up.

"Is that so, the leader of the uprising in the Shimabara Rebellion? No wonder he hates the rule of the shogunate."

Qianzi Village knew it, but then the conversation changed, and his tone turned cold, "But you hate and take revenge on the shogunate, and you actually let the heroic swordsmen slaughter ordinary people and let Asong and the others lose their parents, this is how you fell. Proof of entering the devil's way, then don't blame the old man for being rude!"

After saying this, Qianzi Village threw the white Haori draped over his shoulders backwards and flew out, then pulled out the demon sword pinned to his waist with a sonorous sound, and glared at the other party with his crossed eyebrows.

"Hmph, hahahaha! After all, it's just a second-rate heroic spirit, a second-rate swordsman, and a second-rate master. What can you do with your strength?"

The white-haired youth, Shiro Tokisada Amakusa who came from another world, just couldn't stop laughing, his eyes revealing deep contempt for the three of them.

"Since the Shimabara Rebellion, I have crossed more than 20 worlds, traveling between worlds like a ghost, surpassing the past again and again, and reincarnating in purgatory again and again."

The corners of his mouth were wide open, his eyes were scarlet, and his face was filled with an extremely irritable and arrogant look, "I have experienced despair far more times than you! Let you taste it! The realm of grief that I am extremely angry with Swing waves of resentment and struggle endlessly! Show up, my endless purgatory—!"

"Is there an inherent enchantment?"

Musashi's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he raised his sword without hesitation, trying to interrupt his chant with the sword.

"Chong!"

But before her sword could reach Shiro Amakusa, a long sword with an extremely long blade swept across from the darkness, blocking all of her swords with just one strike.

"Anyone else?"

Musashi's face froze, and he was about to step forward, but the opponent's sword seemed to have eyes, blocking her all the way forward, forcing her to retreat quickly.

In the next instant, Shiro Amakusa's chant ended.

In an instant, before Musashi could see the face of the hidden third person, a violent light as if the sun was falling in front of him appeared in front of several people.

Immediately afterwards, the space in front of everyone was quickly replaced.

When Musashi came back to his senses, the whole world was turned upside down.

In front of them is no longer the top floor of the illusory castle, but a red wilderness.

flame.

flames.

Blazing.

In addition to fire, it is fire.

In the world in front of him, everything was filled with flames, and everything on the wilderness, whether it was grass, trees or rocks, was burning.

There are corpses all over the mountains and plains, corpses pierced by knives and spears, bodies with severed heads and limbs, corpses with extremely **** internal organs... And these corpses, without exception, are all burning in the flames, their flesh is burnt, Broken bones, burned to ashes.

What he saw in front of his eyes was a scene like **** on earth.

"This is that guy's trump card... Lixiang, don't walk around casually. Evil energy is everywhere here, and it is so strong that it will be poisoned if you take a breath of air, making your body and mind strange."

All I saw was purgatory, nothing else, I couldn't even see my own body, the silhouettes of Musashi and Chiko Muramasa seemed to disappear from my eyes, and only the sound came into my ears.

"Pro-Musashi? Mr. Muramasa? Where are you?"

Fujimaru Rika listened to Musashi's words and didn't raise his feet casually, but still raised his hands and tried to feel around.

"Don't worry, although you can't see it, you can feel the breath. We're by your side right now."

Musashi's serious voice came from beside him, "Considering Shiro Amakusa's identity, this inherent barrier is probably the scene of the Shimabara Rebellion he experienced... And the amount of evil energy, so it is, those heroic swordsmen It should all store the resentment and soul from killing civilians in this inherent barrier, and then burst out in one breath."

I didn't understand the reason why those heroic swordsmen used the inherent enchantment but did not use the enchantment effect at all, but now I finally understand.

It's not that the special effect of the inherent barrier is not used, but it has been used, but it is not used for combat at all, but is used to store the soul and resentment, the resentment, evil, and soul accumulated by killing hundreds of thousands of people. It is stored in it, and even the soul of the heroic swordsman who died in the inherent barrier is probably absorbed by the inherent barrier.

Therefore, such a large number of waves of evil energy erupted before, sweeping the entire rustic city, that is because Shiro Amakusa leaked the evil energy stored in the inherent enchantment in one breath.

"Of course! My voice has reached it, Shinmun Musashi, Qianko Village Masa! My inherent barrier - Shimabara Hell Picture Scroll has no exit, you can only wander forever in it, and then be harmed by evil spirits. Resentment consumes the spirit and soul, erodes the body, and in the end either turns into a weirdness or dissolves completely, there is no third possibility!"

Evil qi and resentment will affect the soul and spirit, and then erode the body. If you can't handle it, it will turn into a weird one on the spot. Even if you can handle it, under the constant erosion of evil qi and resentment, the soul and spirit will gradually worn out, causing the flesh to fall into decay.

The same goes for the residents of the Rustic City from the outside world. More than half of the residents were unable to withstand it, and turned into weirdness directly. Although the rest were able to withstand it, they also died at the hands of their companions who turned into weirdness.

With the will of the three of Musashi, it is impossible to resist erosion and turn into weirdness, but if you cannot leave this inherent barrier, the final result is mostly the dissolution of the soul, the dissolution of the body, and the death of the body.

"Father! Didn't you say I could give it to you? What kind of trump card is there? Hurry up and use it!"

Musashi came into Fujimaru Tachika's ears with an anxious voice, and because she couldn't see the figure, she couldn't tell where Musashi was.

"Long-winded, Musashi! You can calm down so that this old man can concentrate!"

Chikomura's usual calm voice then entered the ears of Fujimaru Rika and Musashi.

"when!"

And along with it, there was the sound of hammering iron full of rhythm, which made both Fujimaru Tachika and Musashi stunned.

At this critical juncture, why not strike the iron?

"A killer or something, of course, the old man has it! What is Shiro's guy, you said that there is no outlet for this inherent barrier, right? Hmph, there is no need for an outlet at all!"

"when!"

"The old man has endured until now, and it will be handed over to the old man from now on!"

"when!"

The rhythmic sound of gold and iron rose from this inherent barrier, and Qianko Muramasa's words were as cold as ever.

"—The ultimate knife I pursued in the past was not a steel blade that smashes flesh and breaks bones.

What I seek in my body is the reckoning of resentment.

Cut off karma, cut off destiny, cut off karma.

That is, liberation from karma—"

The chant didn't stop at all.

The sound of forging is also incessant.

Musashi and Fujimaru Rika trembled at the same time, as if some kind of divine might was about to come here.

"—It took countless studies to get here.