Sauichiro: rebuilding Ashina from the obliteration of the pillar

Chapter 112 The Destruction of the Lower String (Part [-])
Genichiro glanced at the position of the moon.

Before I knew it, it was another hour closer to dawn.

There are ninja dogs leading the way for the Gu Yingzhong. If the three ninjas, who are equivalent to the first-class ghost killers, act separately, they should almost catch all the miscellaneous fish ghosts scattered all over Fujishi Mountain. It is necessary to continue to drag on.

He lightly waved the Sun Wheel Knife in his hand, and said to Lei: "Actually, I didn't have any intention of resisting becoming a creature like a ghost, and it is indeed very enviable to obtain such a strong power out of thin air. "

He wasn't lying.

Genichiro, who once had the experience of not being a human, understood why some people would choose to become a ghost on their own initiative from the very beginning.

The details may be different, but most people's mental journey of choosing to become a ghost will not be fundamentally different from his taking Bian Ruo Zha.It is nothing more than that, apart from the identity of a person, there is nothing to lose.

Imagine yourself as a prisoner who was tied to a stake and had been exposed to the sun for three days without a drop of water. At this moment, a person suddenly handed over a bowl of foul-smelling dirty water and brought it to the prisoner's mouth.

Do you drink or not?
Under that kind of desperate situation, I am afraid that most people will not refuse, even if they will suffer from other serious diseases after drinking this bowl of water, it is not as important as solving the fatal thirst that is right in front of them.

And Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi is the one who provides this bowl of dirty water to the desperate, and even packs the dirty water into fine nectar, as if it is some great reward...

anyway.

Tired heard this, the hope and anticipation in his eyes became more and more intense.

"So, are you going to agree to my proposal?"

The tired voice became a little trembling.

From the moment he met Xian Yilang, Lei knew that this human boy who was about the same age as him (when he became a ghost) was very different, and his attitude towards ghosts was even more different from that of ordinary ghost hunters.

The other party looked at the ghosts without the kind of rage and hatred that made him bored and bored, but like himself and even that adult, he was obviously looking for the use value of these ghosts (Prayer beads, battle memories, subordinates) , wanting to get something from them.

But Tired didn't think there was anything wrong with this nature.

After Genichiro appeared, the wisdom, strength, potential and arrogance he showed made Lei feel that the other party was very compatible with him.

If such a person becomes his family, he would rather give up the fetters maintained by fear, even if Genichiro becomes a stronger ghost than him.What's more, in this way, he will have the protector he has been thinking about all along.

The days of playing house games with those weak ghosts are really tiring.

However, Genichiro didn't give him the answer he wanted.

"No, in my opinion, you ghosts have too many weaknesses."

Genichiro knew several powers of immortality.

Long Yin, undead, fading...

Each of them has flaws of one kind or another, but they are all superior to ghosts.

"You can't shine the sun, and you have to eat humans. These are still tolerable. After all, power always comes with a price."

"But once you become a ghost, you will gradually lose your memory of being a human, and even your goal as a human will be distorted, and you will become a slave who specializes in serving Ghost Mai Tsuji."

"Since gaining power, everything will run counter to the goal I want to achieve with this power—"

"Then this kind of power full of flaws, don't worry about it."

Tired and stunned for a moment, then the smile became even bigger, "There are no such high-sounding concepts of right and wrong, and no such rhetoric about bitterness and hatred. It is completely impossible to refuse my request from the perspective of gain and loss. It is not like someone of your age. What the brat can say..."

He paused.

"It makes me miss you more and more."

He stretched out his hands, and at least seven or eight slender spider threads shot out from each finger. He quickly sewed up the miscellaneous fish ghosts that were about to return to their original state due to being left aside for too long, and sewed them together at the same time. their mouths.

Then, a dozen miscellaneous fish ghosts were dragged to the center of the valley like puppets on a string, and surrounded Genichiro, as if they were going to attack in groups.

"..."

These ghosts could not make a sound, but their eyes were full of indescribable horror.

This bottom five is really nothing.

The second part of the second string that devours the same kind is still skewered on the King Kong Iron Summoning Thunder like a barbecue!

This way, they can subdue a low-string kid in 5 minutes, so they can't deal with them-they are the bottom who don't even know vampirism!
The bottom five of this ruthless attack simply wanted to treat them as cannon fodder!

Even with the self-esteem of a ghost, it is really unacceptable to be treated like this.

Xianichiro looked at the tiny silk threads hanging on the heads of these miscellaneous fish ghosts, and could vaguely guess the reward after killing the tired.

[Puppetry? 】

[But relying on numbers alone, it is impossible to win me. 】

Tired naturally understands this.

"I know you are very strong, but these useless guys just need to buy me a moment of time, which is the only value of their existence."

【Buy time, what does he want to do? 】

Genichiro made a defensive posture, but his eyes were fixed on Yuzu.

Tired took out a glass bottle the size of an adult man's index finger from his clothes, which contained more than half of the bottle of red crystal clear liquid, which was as dreamy as a flowing gemstone under the moonlight.

"This is the blood that the lord gave me. I have never drank it myself, because I don't want to be too useful. I am running around on this task and that task..."

"But today, in order to get you, Kenichiro Ashina..."

Tired lightly picked it with his fingernails, and popped the cork out of the bottle, but his eyes remained fixed, greedily looking at Genichiro, "I have to guarantee that I can defeat you before Naruto-senpai arrives, so please forgive me , if you want a fair fight, or use me to hone your fighting skills, I'm afraid I don't have that much time."

"However, don't worry, I will save some of this precious blood for you. Even if you are fatally injured, it can still save you."

After speaking, he raised his head and was about to pour the blood into his mouth.

Genichiro narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately rushed forward, as if trying to stop his tiredness!

He could obviously launch a shuriken and try to smash the small bottle directly, but he didn't do so.

For one thing, he doesn't feel tired or defenseless.

Secondly, he also wants the blood of the ghost king that has not been modified by the system!
After all, it is also an important experimental material!If you hand it over to Dao Ce, you might get some unexpected gains.

If you shoot a shuriken and accidentally break it, you won't be able to achieve your goal.

As for how strong Tired will be strengthened, Genichiro doesn't care at all, he still has a bunch of props that can be used to cover the bottom line!
Don't think that you are the only one who will be strengthened temporarily, brat!

On the other side, seeing Xianichiro wanting to approach him as expected, his free hand flew up like a pianist performing stunts, and those miscellaneous fish ghosts controlled by the spider silk swarmed towards him!

"Breath of Wind · Three Shapes · Seiran Wind Tree!"

Xianichiro twisted his body, and the blade spiraled downward from the top of his head, making three consecutive rounds. These little devils who had just been sewn were cut into several pieces, and two of them had their heads cut off, and suddenly disappeared.

Since killing ordinary ghosts won't attract Wu Mi's attention, then he has nothing to worry about.

But soon, Genichiro realized something was wrong.

Because even if these ghosts were divided into bodies, those scattered torsos would be manipulated by the spider silk alone to attack him almost immediately!

Therefore, a strange scene appeared, a demon's hands clearly attacked his chest, but his severed lower limbs launched a roundabout kick behind Genichiro.

In other words, under the fine manipulation of the tired spider silk, these ghosts do not fight on an individual basis, each of their hands and legs has become an independent offensive weapon!
【This guy is really cold-blooded. 】

Xianichiro looked calm, facing attacks from all directions with two knives on the left and right at the same time, barely blocking all the attacks. Although he looked calm, in fact, he was constantly harassing In the middle of the game, he couldn't even find a chance to use the sword shape.

[The heads of these puppets must be cut off first, otherwise the guy will only have more legs, feet, and palms to attack me. 】

However, just as he had this thought, a blood-stained spider thread swung down from mid-air, cutting off the heads of all the ghosts, and then they were thrown behind Tired as trash!
But the remaining bodies of those ghosts still stayed in place, continuing to fight with Xianichiro under the control of the spider silk.

Although it looks weird without a head...

But being tired doesn't use their heads at all, that would give Genichiro a chance to break the game.From Lei's point of view, under his control, these ghosts can actually function thoroughly.

Seeing that only the bodies of these ghosts were left in front of him, Genichiro fell into a rather difficult situation——

Once these torsos are cut apart, they will instead become more parts that are manipulated independently, and the attacks that Genichiro will face will be more intensive, and there will always be fish that slip through the net and cause him harm.

So once he decided to resist, he had to cut these torsos into pieces that were too small to be connected, but in this way, Tired's goal was achieved—he won more time to strengthen himself.

At this moment, Genichiro finally understood why Onimai Tsuji Mumi admired this child-like evil spirit.

This guy's combat IQ is more than a level higher than those ghosts he encountered before!
This kind of subtle manipulation ability is even more amazing.

[However, this is also good, just to get acquainted with the various sword types of Breath of the Wind. 】

With this idea in mind, Genichiro continued to use the sword shape taught to him by Katsuno Kusakami, and the scene was like a bird dancing flexibly among a string of wind chimes.

As his dance moves became more and more standard, there were more and more small fragments that made up the wind chime, and the coverage of the blue sword energy became wider and wider.

By the time Genichiro cut these ghosts into pieces that could not threaten him, Tired had completely absorbed the blood he had just taken.

But like he said, he still has a knuckle left over, intending to use those to turn Genichiro into a ghost.

After absorbing more blood, eight small bulges suddenly appeared on the back. Then, amidst the splashes of blood, those bulges stretched out from the inside like aliens, and four slender and ferocious spider legs grew out, with jagged edges Incomparably sharp (Tang San:?).

Tired was a little curious about his new parts, waved a spider leg tentatively, and slammed across the rock below him. The latter was split in half like a crispy biscuit, and the half-meter-long cross section was extremely smooth.

"really weird."

Tired wasn't indulging in his newfound strength.

He propped up his body with two-meter-long spider legs, came into mid-air, and looked down at Genichiro standing in the center of a wriggling mass of flesh from top to bottom.

"You obviously have other means to stop me, but you let me absorb the blood, and even got familiar with the breathing method of the Ghost Killing Squad in front of my face."

"I really don't know if you are too confident, or..."

A dozen huge nets suddenly appeared in various parts of the valley, completely sealing off Genichiro in this area, and the gaps between the nets were so narrow that even a sparrow might not be able to get out.

"You have already compiled a net against me?"

As soon as the tired words fell, he spread his palms, and crossed them in front of him like a wild conductor of the band.

A spider web composed of ten overlapping filaments covered Genichiro below without warning!

Although the speed is not as fast as that of Peilang's bullet, it should not be underestimated.

[One bite at a time is going to turn me into a ghost, is this the ultimate move? 】

【Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to pour blood on me? 】

Genichiro complained silently, but the speed of his hand was not slow at all.

"Six Types, Black Wind and Lanyan!"

Although Genichiro hadn't been familiar enough with these sword shapes of Breath of the Wind to light up the icons, but thanks to his fight with the puppet ghosts before, he could already use them in a decent way.

The blade of the sword pulled out a light blue strand from bottom to top, and slashed accurately towards the place where the spider web intersected. When the two collided, the flexible and hard resistance of the spider web immediately passed along the blade, but it was very short. Quickly, the sound of strings snapping reached Xianichiro's ears.

The sharp blade continued upward, but every time a set of intersecting spider threads was cut off, the resistance would become stronger.

After cutting the five groups of spider silks, the knife was blocked and could not continue upward.

【The spider silk is several times harder than before...】

The feel of the blade doesn't lie.

Genichiro leaned out from the gap made by the spider web, and was about to launch a type of Ichiro to rush to Lei's side, when suddenly there was a rumbling wind behind him!
A scarlet letter appeared in front of him.

"Dangerous!"

This means that the coming attack is irresistible at all.

In this instant, a huge shadow covered Genichiro, and he immediately lay down on the ground instinctively!
The next moment, a huge boulder the size of a car flew past his head close to his hair.

It was a stone pulled by tired spider silk!Once hit, the weight alone can smash a person into a pulp.

"What a quick response."

Tired couldn't help admiring.

Since the stone didn't hit Genichiro, he continued to fly towards the tired direction.

However, those four spider lances danced like phantoms, cutting this stone into more than a dozen sharp pieces over a meter long.

Each fragment was glued with a separate spider silk. Under the control of the spider silk, these fragments immediately changed their original direction, reversed their momentum, and flew towards Genichiro who just got up.

At the same time, a sharp net was squeezed from the front, back, left, and right sides of Genichiro.

　out.

　　It's unbelievable that such a small thing can torment a person like this.

　　I had a painkiller injection today, and my mind is not so clear, but I updated it for full attendance. Please forgive me if there are any problems, I have lost the ability to think complexly.

　　By the way, don't hold back your urine!

　　Hope everyone’s kidneys are healthy*╭(˙˙)╯*
　　
　
(End of this chapter)