"These peasant women and common people who are oppressed by heavy taxes and exchange their children for food are ghosts."
The boy's voice echoed in the ears of the three ghosts, and the three girls outside couldn't help but frown. They were thinking a lot.
The rest just used mechanical voices without emotion, and said treacherous words while half drunk and half awake.
"Then the man who promised eachother and ended up abandoning it is a ghost."
"The king who doesn't care about the suffering of people and drives away refugees is a ghost."
"The nobles who indulge in arrogance and licentiousness and try their best to exploit the people are ghosts."
The boy's eyes were calm, and everything he said was innocent. If he lived in the era he lived in, he would only be said to be a middle grader, but at this time, it was extremely harsh.
It's like a child's ungrateful words when the naked king is patrolling the streets.
It fell on the ears of the three ghosts, but it was like thunder, making them think a lot. They suddenly realized that there was no difference between this human being and evil ghosts.
"This has been the case since ancient times, and it is difficult to change. All people in the world are not in a sea of suffering, but sinking into hell. You and I are all evil ghosts struggling in purgatory."
"In that case, what does the beauty of this heaven have to do with me?"
The rest of them raised their eyes with gloomy eyes and said the right thing.
"I am the King of Rakshasa, the one who suppresses all ghosts. I am the demon king who is the enemy of the stars and gods of this world. I can kill everything beautiful and ugly with one sword."
"Since this world was built by the stars and gods of heaven and earth, then as the Rakshasa King, I naturally want to usurp the power of the gods, steal the crowns of kings, and occupy the wealth of nature."
Finally, he whispered: "That's how it should be..."
"------"
A long silence spread, and all the girls inside and outside the fire wall were stunned.
Izumo Aguo couldn't help but sigh. He knew that his lover was not a gentle and kind person, or even the complete opposite, but he didn't complain, he just felt sad.
Ranmaru
Shidunai closed his eyes relaxedly and smiled, feeling happy that his lover had spoken his true feelings.
In the wall of fire, Ibaraki said with a sinister smile: "You...I like you quite a lot, much better than that weird monk who calls himself Rakshasa King. How can you be so humble and weak and shrink since you call yourself Rakshasa King?!"
A bright and charming smile bloomed on Shuten's face.
"Haha~ Master, I really like you, I can't hold it anymore. I really want to take off the bones, dissolve them in wine, and drink them all in one breath..."
Akame, who was infected by the demonic nature of Red Yama, actually regained some clarity at this time, and she was thoughtful.
"I'm very happy that your Lord is kind-hearted, and I'm really happy that you are willing to accept me, the ghost of hell. But whether you are an unforgivable evildoer, sir, use my Noble Phantasm to confirm it!"
In the end, Red Enma declared this.
Whoa!
The air suddenly solidified. Red Yama's little hand rested on the handle of the knife. His momentum continued to rise. There seemed to be ghosts behind him, a courtyard where ghosts were judged.
"The third secret of Tailor Yan Que's sword-drawing technique is that if there is a crime, this is a sure-fire sanction."
That was the verdict of the ten kings of hell on the sins of the world.
Feeling the aura beside him, Jiutan smiled charmingly.
"Okay, then, the slave family will accept it."
The magic power was released, like an evil ghost in the scorching hell, Shuten put down his sword and stretched out his slender arms.
Ibaraki also nodded and inserted the big bone knife into the ground. He placed his left hand on the handle of the knife and raised his right hand forward. The red flames spirally condensed in his hand, and the terrifying ghost power turned into endless resentment.
"Giggle... broken by cunning tactics, the lost right arm turned into a strange thing! Run fast, Cong Yuanhuo!"
The three ghost-type servants released their Noble Phantasms at the same time. Just the ghost energy emitted made the night sky tremble and the earth tremble.
The courtyard surrounded by a wall of fire was like a huge whirlpool, sucking in everything around it. The main house was already dilapidated, and the surrounding houses were shaking unbearably.
Outside the wall of fire, the three girls' hair was flying, their red lips pursed, but their eyes were very clear. They did not dare to look away, for fear that the young man in their eyes would be hurt.
Facing the power of the precious phantoms of the three powerful ghost-type servants, the remaining ones looked calm and pointed at their swords, as if they were immortals on Taixu Mountain, and their spines were moving like a real dragon about to leap.
Suddenly, Yu Zhe blinked, and there were ripples in his heart, just because all the martial arts he used came from Fu Hua, even though he later incorporated countless martial arts into it and incorporated it into his own style.
However, when the critical moment came, he still subconsciously used Fu Hua's martial arts.
"If someone has seen your whole life like me, they will definitely not be able to tell who they are, right?"
While muttering to himself in a low voice, the rest of his hands changed their movements, turning his fingers into palms and using his palms as swords.
Zheng-!
The power of the curse suddenly rose, turned into cold wind and was released, making a knife-like gesture.
That's Sakura's swordsmanship.
"This is appropriate..."
In whispers to themselves, the three ghost-type servants also released the true name of the Noble Phantasm.
"——Judgment of Ten Kings·Journey of Gelong——"
The rattan box that brought disaster fell from the sky, and countless red-eyed sparrows disturbed the sight of the remaining people. The cold blade was drawn out, and the faint light of the blade illuminated the night sky, dispelling the chaos and malice.
It is the sword that judges good and evil.
"——Dazzling Hundred Blossoms·My favorite name——"
The shape of Jiutan was like a ghost, turning into a black shadow, using incredible skills to pull out the spine of the remaining person. As soon as the shadow was faint, the remaining person felt that his body sank, and the breath of death was like a substance, wrapping around his upper body.
"——Rashomon great grievance arises——"
The red ghost hand was wrapped around the flames and flew toward the rest at an extremely fast speed in the flames. The ghost hand continued to grow in size during the flight, and in less than a moment, it was enough to hold an adult in its hand.
All three treasures came out, carrying the power of destroying armies and cities.
Under such a killing move, even a powerful servant who can use the Noble Phantasm will be defeated, not to mention the remaining Master, even if he has the power to match the warriors of the Gods, he will never be able to do it.
What's more, in the void that is difficult for mortals to see, countless threads of fate are still hanging down, which is an irreversible trend.
Everything is determined.
Just like countless people before, entering the village and falling into the [story] will eventually lead to this result.
However, in an instant, a sense of coldness, wind and snow filled the entire place.
The red-eyed hundred ghost sparrow in the rattan box, the substantial ghostly aura of death, the ghostly hand wrapped in red flames... When it was about to fall in front of the remaining person, it suddenly became extremely slow, as if the space was stagnant, and everything was frozen in mid-air. , unable to make any progress.
"A moment of sword..."
The remaining ones swung their palm sabers and performed the sword technique of the moment.
Seeing this scene, the three ghost-type girls were urged by their demonic nature, and they all stepped forward. Shuten's slender hands still touched the other's back. The Red Yama Demon's red eyes were demonic, and the cold sword light pierced the night sky. Ibaraki jumped down. He jumped, igniting his blood with rage, raised the big bone knife wrapped in red flames, and slashed at the remaining people.
"Eternal evil!"
The rest of them recited the name of swordsmanship, and suddenly, the cold wind rolled up thousands of layers of snow, white and rolling like waves.
Space freezes and time slows down!
The three girls were all frozen, and then the remaining ones waved their swords, stirring up the ice and snow.
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Ps: Finally connected with the extra story!
Because you look so lonely: Chapter 216 will come again (fourth update)
A village by the river.
At this time, the slightly remote mansion had turned into ruins, but a golden palace rose from the ground and stood abruptly where the mansion originally stood.
That is the Flower Palace Vimana.
It was originally used as a battlefield when the last king, Prince Rama, fought against Fu Hua and others.
After the battle, its remains were collected by Sita and restoration work began.
Now, relying on the fate of the parallel world.
This is the Vimana recorded in the ancient Indian epics in this world. Sita used this confusion to transcend time and space through power [Certificate of the Savior] and gave it to the rest.
"That sister Sita is really amazing..."
Outside the palace, Izumo Aguo sighed.
Shidunai nodded slightly and said softly: "[The savior's certificate] can only invite treasures from the world. Goddess Sita can do it. The reason is that she occupies the position of a certain goddess in mythology..."
Even though he said this, Shidunai looked puzzled and couldn't help but squint his eyes.
"How on earth did she do it?"
Even with the power of the three goddesses, Shidunai couldn't figure it out for a moment. She couldn't understand this kind of behavior of occupying the position of a goddess in history, mythology, and records.
Izumo Aguo closed one eye.
"No matter what, Sister Sita is too doting on my dear."
"It was the same in the prison before. All kinds of treasures were constantly given to him through blessing. Even the temporary houses in the wilderness had to be protected to make the house look brand new."
But now due to the battle five hours ago, that is, last night, the house originally used for resting was destroyed, so Sita actually gave a divine tool directly.
"Vimana~"
Shidunai whispered the name of the divine tool.
It was an extremely splendid and gorgeous palace, fifteen or six kilometers in diameter, with a golden tower in the middle. In addition, there were many Tang-style ancient pagodas and courtyards, as well as countless rare treasures and lush flowers and plants.
Under Sita's transformation, its properties are similar to the Noble Phantasm of this world. It can be fully unfolded and turned into a sky city flying in the sky. It has various defensive weapons, but now it mainly shoots thunder.
It seems that other devices can be added.
In addition, you can also expand only part of it like this, which is the gorgeous golden palace in front of the two people.
"hey-hey!"
Shidunai suddenly laughed, with a happy face, "Compared to the impression of Vimana, it is much more powerful. Rather, that aircraft is simply shabby, which makes me happy~"
Izumo Aguo asked in confusion: "Did Master Shidunai have seen the Vimana of our world?"
"Well, I seem to have an impression." Shidunai said softly, "It should be a very annoying servant, the golden Archer. He may have such a glorious boat, huh?"
Those are the memories and vague impressions stored in her body.
After thinking for a while, Shidunai gave up.
"Forget it, it's not really important."
Hearing this, Izumo Aguo nodded gently. Servants like them mostly have their own secrets, and there is no need to tell them all.
With this thought in mind, the kabuki miko opened the gorgeous door.
Then, the scene inside was reflected in the golden eyes.
"Sir, your feet smell good, don't they?"
It was a sweet sound that could make one drunk to death.
"Put me down, stop, ah!"
It was the sound of a naughty boy who seemed to be punished and frightened.
"Master, the dishes to go with the wine are already ready~"
A cheerful voice like a bird, accompanied by bursts of fragrance.
Seeing the two girls step into the door, the rest casually threw Ibaraki, who was hanging on his body, to the ground.
boom--!
The long blond hair was spread messily on the ground. Ibaraki's eyes were blurred, as if he had received a huge impact, and his pink tongue spit out uncontrollably.
"The principal wife over there, Hiccup, come over quickly and pour me some wine!"
At this time, the remaining person's cheeks were slightly drunk, his eyes were blurred, and he looked completely drunk.
Izumo Aguo shook his head and said, "My dear, the wine is really bad."
Shidunai nodded, agreeing with her words.
Of course, no one would care about the nonsense spoken by the rest. Even Shuten just smiled, got up and sat down in front of him, filling the spot vacated by Ibaraki.
