The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

Only this black shadow, this person who maintains his sanity for the weird and twisted person of the caster, he looks like he has not been affected, or he is already so bad in nature, he is first-class without being buried in the karma crumbs.

"That's right." The sorcerer mocked coldly: "The Tokugawa will be destroyed, the human law will be overthrown, and there will be no salvation. This peaceful world has no power against us!"

He sneered a few times, but only heard Caster greet him a few times, then turned his head to look at a dull black robe at the corner.

"What are you worried about?" The sorcerer said flatly, "I understand that you are a timid and cautious man, but it is pointless to continue to hide at this point. We have almost won."

"No, one ride is missing." The black-robed man said in a low voice: "The summoning of the heroic spirit is missing one ride, it is not complete, and where did the other one go, will the Holy Grail go wrong?"

"Well, this level of error is already in the calculation, and it is not easy to summon several heroic spirits in one breath." The magician said coldly: "The seven chess pieces must be assembled, and the last knight lancer needs to be found. Come back, and we can start the slaughter!" The sorcerer in the dark waved his hand: "caster, get ready to lower the curtain of night and start harvesting..."

"Of order!!" Caster raised his hand, and there was a flash of a pentagram in the center of his palm, but before he was about to drop his hand, its movements suddenly stopped.

From the corner of Caster's vision, he noticed a flickering light and shadow coming from Katori Jingu Shrine. In the flickering firelight and purple smoke, someone was trembling, as if he was enduring extremely severe pain, and endured the sharp pain. Pain, breathing disorder, sweat dripping from the forehead, the delicate and beautiful facial features showed a struggling look, not just like a doll.

Caster stared intently for a few times, with a puzzled look on his face. The Heroic Swordsman implanted with Suye will be reduced to a complete killing weapon. It is impossible to show such a struggling and painful expression. At most, he can't control his emotions, but It should not be at this stage yet, what is this Heroic Spirit riding...

"Could it be that the summoning was incomplete?" Caster moved slightly closer.

At the moment of approaching, a pair of eyes suddenly opened, one eye was full of blood red, the other eye was as cold as water, both eyes were similar blood red, but there were obvious differences.

Even the whites of one eye are bloodshot red, and there is no trace of reason left, but the other eye is red, but it is naturally magnificent and bright red, like a ruby, with the hatred and anger of being betrayed and teased, as well as rational reason !

"There are heroic spirits that can resist the killing karma!" Caster roared sharply and scolded in disbelief. It hastily raised its hand, its magic power surged, and it was about to use some kind of magic to block this knight from being completely transformed into a sword. Hao's heroic spirit.

But it was a moment late.

The fire burst out, like a red lotus blooming, the woman in armor raised her hands, her pale long hair and the fire shone together, she disrupted the shackles of the Heroic Spirit Formation, and because this time the Holy Grail summoning was just a summoning, not a Any substantive command spell restraints allowed her to find a momentary opportunity to break through the magic circle, and the arrow pierced through the air, penetrating the top floor of the Katori Shrine.

Half heroic spirit and half swordsman, she broke through Ikatori Shrine, and her back was quickly submerged in the night.

"Hmm..." The magician was caught off guard by the sudden change, and his expression became gloomy.

"This is my mistake, and I will take responsibility for it and bring it back." Caster hastily lowered his head and said, "Please rest assured, she has entered into the karma of killing everything in her body, even if she temporarily relies on some ability and will to resist It is impossible to maintain this state forever, sooner or later she will be driven into madness and reduced to a killing machine, and her movements are also under our observation, there is absolutely no possibility of escaping."

"Wait, caster." The sorcerer stopped the caster who was about to leave to pursue him: "You don't need to do the archer matter, I leave it to you, Supreme Sky Saber, you should be able to do it as a heroic swordsman arrive."

Caster paused slightly, glanced at the man in black robe, and remained silent.

"Of course." The black-robed man nodded, and didn't answer anything in a dull manner. He walked out of the Katori Shrine, and disappeared in the field of vision with the alternation of light and shadow like a ray of wronged soul.

"Your Excellency the sorcerer, is he really trustworthy?" Caster couldn't help asking: "In my humble opinion, although this is a heroic swordsman, he is not a heroic spirit but a living person, right? To send him there?"

"This is a test." The sorcerer said lightly: "If he is not suitable, at worst, kill him and replace him. It's not that important to me. In the final analysis, besides the escaped archer, lancer is also indispensable One of the sharp blades of my brother, without you as a spellcaster, what can I use to replace Lancer's spirit foundation and spirit core? I can't leave Katori Jingu for the time being, so I can only leave it to you."

"Ah, so that's the case, I understand." Caster replied with satisfaction.

"Understood, there is no need to say more, let's draw the curtain, caster!" The sorcerer snorted coldly: "The time has come! It's time to wake up, my heroic swordsman!"

In front of the sorcerer, the caster began to chant a prayer: "O sun! The sun! A great thing whose life is conceived with light! Sink! Sink! Sink! Sink! Close your eyes and fall into deep sleep, waiting for the sun." The sunset is the moment when we wait for the demonic things to riot! Darkness, come quickly, and curse all things!"

The sorcerer murmured.

Revelation Chapter 7, Section [-], when the sixth seal was opened, the earth trembled, the sun was as black as mourning clothes, and the moon turned red with blood, that day was the day of judgment for the world!

Since I can't summon relief and redemption, and can't usher in the Lord's gift, then my hands will drag this world into hell, and today is the first year of the Demon Realm!

"Rise up, blood-red moon!" The sorcerer raised his hands: "This world is the soil of disgust!"

The blood-red moon rose, and the world changed. In the blink of an eye, the sun sank to the west, leaving only a huge red full moon hanging high in the sky. Suddenly, the air began to tremble, and there was an ominous atmosphere inside and outside the capital. .

The blood-red moon appears in many works, such as the blood moon in Yanan City, such as the red moon in Hailar, no matter where or what culture it is, the blood moon represents the unknown, and the extremely stern moonlight will imprint the blood on the world. Red, as if to smear everything with blood, is full of depressive heaviness and uneasiness in the heart, and only feels that a catastrophe is imminent.

"Red Moon!"

Ba Yuqian turned his head, the originally bright sky turned into pitch black, and the blood moon hung high.

The demonic energy was tumbling, and her consciousness further became drowsy. The spiritual core and spiritual foundation that had been soaked in the killing karma had been polluted. She didn't dare to look at the crowd, so she could only lower her head and run in a panic. She knew she had to go Far away, once the self is lost in the killing intent, the self will be devoured.

Ba Yuqian is a hybrid of the ghost race. She relied on her strong self-restraint to restrain the ghost's desire to kill before she was alive. Therefore, she can resist the force of karma that this heroic spirit cannot resist. For her, once she cannot maintain her sanity, she will die. How painful it is to be reduced to what she least wanted to be in the past, the ugly posture manipulated by instinct.

Clang!A bright knife light cut down, Ba Yuqian stopped suddenly, and he stopped instantly from the Mercedes-Benz. The powerful kinetic energy and inertia were completely suppressed in his slender body. Cracks appeared on the blue slate under his feet. The sound pierced her cheeks, she chopped off her long silver hair, red and silver scattered in the air, through the dim light, she looked at the black robe a few steps away.

The path among the bamboo groves rustled and leaves fell, and the chill atmosphere was imminent.

"Who are you..." Ba Yuqian never felt that it was so difficult to even say a word.

"Your kind." A low voice came from under the black robe: "You are able to maintain your sanity. You are worthy of being a heroic spirit. Although you don't know who your real name is, you really want to try the sword."

"Go away!" Ba Yuqian couldn't restrain his anger, his eyes were almost open, and the fire of ghosts burned on the footprints: "How dare you...for the heroic spirit...for your thoughts...for me...how dare! How dare! How dare you!"

"Sure enough, even if it is a heroic spirit, the pollution of the spirit core and spirit foundation will be uncontrollable, so let me, the supreme heaven, guide you to the demon world!" There were no tremors or cracks, only the flapping of the clothes, a pale blade cutting into the wind, killing intent and killing intent like the fangs of a ferocious beast, the sword intent was fully released without the slightest restraint.

Ba Yu raised his naginata in front of him, waving the long-handled weapon in his palm. This dashing general may not be as refined as the black-robed man in terms of swordsmanship, but she has experienced many battles, and her skills honed in the battlefield have not regressed. Half of the rationality is lost, only experience can live up to it. Similarly, she has no so-called school, fighting is just swinging a knife, there is no mood, and no skills are required. This world is the scene, but swinging a knife to kill!

The blades were interlaced, Ba Yuqian had the upper hand in an instant, and the black-robed man was far inferior in strength, but the superiority in strength did not mean that he would definitely win. The black-robed man twisted his wrist, shook the knife with his backhand, the white blade flashed, his feet were steady, his waist twisted, Not as strong, but unstoppable than the sword, the naginata cut on the arm of the black robe, and the Taidao hit Ba Yuqian's now slender throat.

The white knife enters the throat, the red blood is sprayed, one move is exchanged, Ba Yuqian is a heroic spirit, even if he does not die, he will be severely injured.It's just that she was facing each other, and the man in black with a broken arm was expressionless. He picked up the severed arm, and then the flesh and blood under the black robe squirmed, and the flesh and bones regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye. his body.

This scene caused Ba Yuqian's pupils to instantly shrink to the size of a pinhole. He is always a heroic spirit, and he will not have the ability to regenerate his body. What is this...

"What are you surprised about?" Heipao mocked with a cold snort: "Your wounds have also healed."

Ba Yuqian touched his throat, and indeed the wound was gone, the blood was gone, the pain had completely disappeared, not even a trace...

"What did you do to me!" Ba Yuqian shouted angrily.

"You and I are both heroic swordsmen. We no longer have the weakness of human beings. Bleeding and breaking hands, turning around and singing voices piercing our hearts. No matter what, we will not die. As long as the karma is still there, as long as the magic power does not dissipate, we will be immortal !" The black robe took a step closer: "It's just that you haven't fully accepted the karma, and you need a second ceremony!"