i created the old gods

Chapter 32 Miracles
Pink cherry blossom petals seem to be flying in the sky above Mount Fuji.

Little by little cherry blossom petals fell down from nowhere. The heavy rain stopped, but the cherry blossom rain came as scheduled.

Hashimoto Mojiu raised his head, only to find that those were not cherry blossom petals at all, but pink butterflies!

The pink butterfly danced in the sky, gradually turned into light smoke, and disappeared.

The sky is shining with golden light, and countless pink butterflies are flying along with this golden light. This scenery is unparalleled in the world.

Hashimoto Mojiu's sight was obscured by the pink butterflies flying all over the sky, but she still vaguely saw a figure with black hair and a milky white crown in the gaps between the butterflies.

The white crown dress was embroidered with gold threads and shimmered slightly. With the appearance of that figure, all the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the light shrouded Mount Fuji.

Yamata no Orochi looked at the majestic figure in the sky, and his heart felt cold.

Such divine power? !
Why does such an existence appear here? !
Yamata-no-Orochi's mood was already in turmoil, and his mentality was already a bit broken.

Yamata-no-Orochi has not seen such divine power before, but these are the divine powers possessed by some big shots.

But in front of him, such a being appeared. What did he want to do? !

The Yamata no Orochi made a "hissing" sound from its mouth, lowered its eight heads, and looked at the figure on the horizon, not daring to make any move.

The purple-blue gem that stayed in front of Yamata no Orochi suddenly began to float away. However, Yamata no Orochi dared not speak out, so he could only lie on the ground and obey the arrangement.

"Edict!"

A majestic voice suddenly sounded from the sky, and Yamata no Orochi was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split!
Yamata no Orochi didn't know the meaning of this voice. Yamata no Orochi only understood one thing: the owner of this voice could easily kill himself.

Yamata no Orochi became a little uneasy, it didn't know which step it made a mistake, and it caused trouble to its upper body.

All that was seen was that the sacred, indescribable figure in the sky seemed to raise a hand, and a powerful energy bloomed from between the fingers.

The next moment, a cherry blossom tree suddenly grew out of the magma at the crater of Mount Fuji!
The cherry blossom trees grow taller and taller, rising lushly and towering in the center of Mount Fuji. One wind chime after another surrounds the cherry blossom trees, and the breeze blows, ringing the sound of "ring ring bell".

Yamata no Orochi looked at the towering cherry blossom trees and was stunned when he heard the sound of wind chimes.

It seemed to feel extremely comfortable all over, as if it was lying on Gaotianyuan. At this moment, it seemed that it was the master of Gaotianyuan, the master of the entire Japanese Island, and the supreme existence!

The cherry blossoms lingered around Yamata-no-Orochi, and Yamata-no-Orochi's body functions gradually began to solidify. It paralyzed on Mount Fuji, feeling this boundless bliss and enjoying this supreme power.

There are thousands of laws, but dreams are the most fascinating.

Under the guidance of the dream, soon, Yamata no Orochi quietly entered the dreamland, motionless and without the ability to move.

Under the watchful eyes of Hashimoto Mojiu and the old priest, the figure of Yamata no Orochi gradually became unreal, and finally disappeared on Mount Fuji without a trace.

Hashimoto Mojiu was dumbfounded, not understanding what happened here, but she instinctively began to be in awe of the figure in the sky.

The cherry blossom trees growing from the crater are getting taller and taller. With it as the center point, cherry blossoms are blooming all over Mount Fuji. One cherry blossom tree after another breaks out of the soil, springing up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing. The blooming cherry blossom forest in the rain of fine petals is better than the desperate situation on earth.

The cherry blossom trees grow taller and taller, and the cherry blossoms begin to fall. The cherry blossoms on the cherry blossom trees seem to be endless, floating in the breeze, towards the direction of Sakura City.

Hashimoto Mojiu looked at the vast sky where the cherry blossoms were flying. He bit his red lips lightly and seemed to feel something. He raised his head and stared at the unparalleled figure in the world, praying devoutly.

The sky was filled with flames of war and gunpowder smoke. Kameda Taro held the barrel of his gun tightly as if holding a life-saving straw, aimed at the madmen constantly pouring around the armored vehicle, and started shooting crazily.

These wet lunatics have brought them great trouble. Many people in their No. 19 Division have been killed by these lunatics, but Kameda Taro is still young and he doesn't want to die yet.

Following a burst of fierce gunfire and screams, blood continued to be spilled on the battlefield. The originally bustling avenue was now occupied by corpses and bullet casings.

A sharp whistling sound was heard, followed by an overwhelming explosion.

Bricks, dirt, tiles, and even human limbs flew in the air, and there were endless cries, shouts, and calls for help.

In the eyes of onlookers, there are only two colors left in the entire world: the gray-black splashing everywhere and the eye-catching bright red mixed with it.

Taro Kameda was already a little desperate. It was difficult to kill these wet lunatics with firearms. Only four or five rounds of bullets could kill one such lunatic!

And standing in front of their No. 19 Division, there were hundreds of lunatics like this!
Armor-piercing bullets do very little damage. They are not humans at all, they are monsters!He is the lackey of the eight-headed monster!
Taro Kameda hid behind the armored vehicle and slowly retreated behind the large army.

They really couldn't stand it anymore. The reformed division had only 19 people, and now the No.[-] division has only [-] people left and is slowly retreating. There is no room for comparison.

"Roar!"

The wet madmen were chasing after them and seemed to want to kill them all. The No. 19 Division could only fight back passively, and Kameda Taro himself was desperate.

At this moment, one after another cherry blossoms floated from nowhere, and then, the sky that had always been gloomy began to bloom with dazzling light, and those crazy men who were not afraid of death and were wet all over their bodies fell one after another. , the body disappeared into the air, as if it had never appeared in this world.

"what happened?"

Everyone was overjoyed, they didn't know what happened, but they all knew they were rescued!
The light in the sky dispelled the darkness above and below Sakura City, parting the clouds and mist to see the sunshine. Under the sunlight, a figure with black hair like a waterfall and wearing a milky white crown appeared in the sight of everyone in Sakura City.

The figure was as gentle as jade and didn't say anything. He waved his hand and disappeared into the sky, leaving behind a messy Sakura City.

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