Foreigner's Journey

Instead of trying to stop the castration, she sped up and flew backwards with her toes pointing to the ground. At the same time, her hands continued to turn into phantoms, and one thousand knives were pulled out along the way, turning into huge whirlwinds spinning at high speed. The shuriken continued to attack Heather.

"Flying Knife Chaotic Words Flying Flowers!"

Heather tilted her head, and walked towards the direction where the Tsuruga camouflage was flying, at a steady pace.This time, he pulled out the tattered long knife from his waist. Although the scabbard and handle were in tatters, the flawless blade reflected the cold light and was well maintained.

This time, Heather's speed of swinging the long knife was so slow that even the black witches could match it, but every movement he made could properly knock, split, smash, and cut the thousands of knives flying towards him.

The blade shattered, debris flew all over the sky, and the sound of crisp metal impact echoed continuously in the Santu Shrine.

The Tsuruga camouflage flew backwards into the forest next to the square of the Santu Shrine with the impact, and immediately concealed his figure.

what happened?Didn't he want to ask for a knife?Why did he show no concern for the damage of Qiandao?

Her eyes were full of astonishment, that was definitely not a sword skill that [people] could wield.From extremely fast to extremely slow in an instant, each slash is like a huge destructive force like artillery bombardment, but the power can be precisely controlled within a very small range, and it will not even affect the stone floor under your feet. .

The only thing that was destroyed was the [Thousand Swords] that attacked him.

Even the sword master Kanekoken, known as the "Zen Dao" 20 years ago, could not do such a freely retractable strike.

How did a down and out rogue with no family, no sect and no inheritance cultivate such amazing sword skills?

However, this kind of power still cannot be called [capable of destroying the shogunate].

Almost in the blink of an eye, Heather slashed away all the thousand knives that attacked him, and easily walked into the forest with the long knife upside down.

Click!As a winding thunder branch like a silver snake spread across the sky, the torrential rain struck.

A gust of wind blew up in the dark forest, and the leaves flew all over the sky. The whistling and howling of the branches and the wind intertwined with the sound of the rainstorm and the sound of Tsuruga camouflage in the distance, making it impossible to judge its real location:

"Sekiro, I admit that your sword skills are the strongest I have ever seen in my life. However, this is far from the absolute power that can overthrow the shogunate..."

The words of Tsuruga camouflage cannot be continued.

Because her gaze was completely attracted by the vision that appeared in the sky.

###Chapter 9 Gods###

, the journey of a foreigner

Not only the Tsuruga camouflage, but also those black witches who have gone down the mountain or retreated also looked up at the sky, like a statue of stiff clay sculptures.

Under the Izumo Mountains, the villagers walking home with hoes, the peasant women eager to take back the clothes and sheets to dry, and the children playing outside the yard all raised their heads and looked up at the sky without exception.

Boundless black clouds gathered at the top of Izumo Daisen, forming a huge, constantly circling black cloud vortex.

Whenever the thunder light suddenly appeared, it would reflect an incomparably huge divine figure deep in the clouds!

The shadow of the god is so huge, even bigger than the Izumo mountain.Although its outline can only be vaguely seen by the light of the thunder, whether it is its huge body hidden in the storm, or the majestic posture of wearing a ribbon and holding a divine sword, it all shows the identity of this great god——

The God of Storms, Susanoo!

Tsuruga camouflage raised his head, completely ignoring the violent rain that drenched his whole body, just staring at the huge shadow deep in the clouds, and murmured:

"It turns out...there really is [God]...why..."

She didn't understand why the gods came here, why the gods showed their real bodies, why the gods...

Tsuruga's camouflage suddenly narrowed his eyes, and turned his head to stare at Heather standing in the forest.

At this moment, the posture of Heather holding the long knife was exactly the same as the majestic figure in the clouds.

At the foot of Izumo Daisen, people regardless of the heavy rain, men, women and children, knelt down in the muddy water and kept knocking their foreheads to the ground, crying and repenting their daily sins of disrespecting gods, and begging the God of Storms to show mercy .

Mortals, prostrate at the feet of God, begging for forgiveness.

In the mountains and forests, the black witches knelt down silently, clasped their hands together in front of their foreheads, and they, who were forever silent, were also reciting the eulogy in a low voice at this moment.The sound of chanting one after another echoed among the mountains of Izumo.

Priest, knelt down before the seat of God, and chanted the name of God.

The Tsuruga camouflage looked up at the sky, and the right arm of the looming figure at the end of the clouds was also empty.It seemed to be an illusion. The moment she looked at the god, she also felt that the god in the cloud slowly turned his head and looked at herself.

In just a moment, blood and tears flowed from the corners of the eyes of the Tsuruga camouflage, making the red eyeshadow in the corners of the eyes even more red.

The power of the gods is like the sea.

The descendant of Qiandaoliu walked out of the hiding place slowly, and stood in the clearing in the forest, bathed in the storm.

Heather looked at her with a faint smile on his face.

Clang!She exhaled slowly, and pulled out the Qiandao in her hand, the blade gleamed colder and colder in the rain.

"Up to now, I can no longer tell whether you are a 'Sekiro' or a 'Susano'. I only know that if I, as a priest, wield a sword at God, I will be punished by God."

"So... are you going to surrender?"

Heather held the long knife upside down with one hand, and her strong body stood in the storm, motionless.

The gods deep in the clouds also maintained the same posture, the black cloud vortex stirred rapidly, and the storm became more and more violent.

The Tsuruga camouflage chuckled, raised a thousand swords and pointed at Heather from a distance, with a resolute expression on his face:

"Sekiro, God, I am willing to sacrifice this life, please show the world the power that can destroy the shogunate!"

Regardless of whether the man in front of her is a ronin Sekiro or the god Susanoo, the power to trigger celestial phenomena and storms is not something she, a mortal, can contend with.However, she will follow Heather's will to continue this duel with extreme disparity in strength.

It has nothing to do with the glory of the Thousand Swordsmanship, nothing to do with his own life, and nothing to do with the belonging of the Thousand Swordsman.

At this moment, the Tsuruga camouflage only hoped that the sword light he swung with all his strength could win even a little admiration, maybe those thousand black witches would be able to escape the wrath of God with their lives?

"it is good."

Heather nodded succinctly, and he didn't know if he agreed to the request of Tsuruga camouflage with the "yes" or was admiring the courage of the woman in front of him.

Slap!The scabbard was thrown into the muddy water.

The Tsuruga camouflage gripped the long knife tightly in both hands, put on the most serious posture, and said in a deep voice:

"Santu Shrine Priest, Tsuruga camouflage, see you before God."

Heather pointed the tip of the long knife obliquely at the ground, and opened her left arm as if to welcome her. The meaning was very clear—come on, let me see what you can do.

Boom!The mud and water splashed under the feet of the Tsuruga camouflage, and she turned into a stream of light and ran towards Heather. The thousand knives in her hand followed the trajectory of the wind, and struck Heather with the strongest blow in her life——

"[Thousands of Swords and Thousands of Slashes · Billions of Words Slashed]!"

For a moment, thousands of tiny cut marks appeared in the wind and rain, falling towards Heather overwhelmingly.

"Reciprocity is reciprocal, then I will respond to your expectations and show what is meant by 'the power to destroy the shogunate'."

Heather inserted the knife back into the scabbard at her right waist, held the handle of the knife with her left hand, and lowered her body slightly.

At the end of the cloud layer, the extremely huge divine figure also made the same movement.

"[Harui Cut]..."

Facing the overwhelming fine cut marks, and the Tsuruga camouflage jumping high and slashing at her head, the long knife in Heather's hand suddenly appeared, and endless [Wind] and [Rain] blasted from the scabbard. It turned into an Iai slash that split the sky——

"【Ten Fist Sword】!"

At the foot of Izumo Daisen, a child with a runny nose ignored his parents, relatives and friends who were kowtowing like garlic, looked up at the sky, and shouted in a childish voice:

"The sky has been cut off!"

Under the horrified eyes of the people, the huge Susanoo in the depths of the clouds slashed towards the higher sky in the posture of Iai Slash.

The boundless black cloud was smashed into a huge crack that spread infinitely!

The black clouds frantically rolled back into the cracks, the storm flowed against the current, and the loud roar from the sky surpassed a hundred thousand thunderclaps!

The Storm God wielding a ten-fist sword could split the sky with a slash.

A terrifying gully was cut out of the top of Izumo Mountain, and the cutting momentum spread unabated to the surrounding mountains, and the terrifying cutting scars spread beyond the seven mountains.And this is just the aftermath of the slash to the sky.

For a moment, Tsuruga thought he was dead.

Yes, being struck by such a great slash, there is no one or anything in the world who can resist it.

But the Tsuruga camouflage survived, and he didn't even have any scars from the slash, but his clothes were torn and he fell heavily in the muddy water.

The storm in the sky came and went quickly, as if the black clouds were shattered by that blow, and the gods in the clouds disappeared without a trace at any time, and the bright sunlight was reflected along the extremely huge crack.

A pair of boots stepped between the mud and water, standing not far from the Tsuruga camouflage.

The Tsuruga camouflage crouched in the muddy water, raising its head in a daze.

The place where the sun fell was the battlefield they were on. The forest on the surface was plowed. Heather's strong body turned her back to the sun and slowly stretched out her hand towards herself.

That gesture was exactly the same as that of the God in the Cloud.

Tears flowed from the corners of Tsuruga Camouflage's eyes, he gently held Heather's big hand stretched out to him, and lowered his head deeply.

"I lost."

###Chapter 10 Recast###

, the journey of a foreigner

On the square of the Santu Shrine, the black witches were busy coming and going, quietly and quickly cleaning up the messy square.

Broken pieces of iron were everywhere, and a large number of thousands of knives shattered under the impact of the earth-shattering [Yuyi Zhan·Ten Fist Sword] just now, and less than [-]% of the remaining intact thousand knives were broken.

According to the instructions of the Tsuruga camouflage, they collected all the thousands of knives including fragments and scabbards, and piled them in the center of the square.

When they were busy, these silent black witches would look up at the hall from time to time.

But just looking at them made them feel ashamed from the bottom of their hearts, and they lowered their heads and continued their work.That's right, with such a filthy body, how can you look directly at the gods?

In the main hall, Heather was sitting in the most honored seat, reclining lazily, holding a bottle of good wine from the Tsuruga camouflage collection, and sipping it casually.

The Tsuruga camouflage in a large coat knelt down on the brown-red floor not far from the seat in the most standard "Dogeza", motionless.

She didn't put on a new priestess costume, and inside was still the tattered priestess costume that Heather chopped to pieces, and she just wore a large coat over her shoulders.She couldn't figure out what this 'Susano's man' was thinking, but since God just chopped up his clothes but didn't hurt his life, there must be some intention, right?

Thinking of the obscene legends that occasionally appear in Japanese mythology, Tsuruga's face turned slightly red.

No, no, although Susanoo is an out-and-out god of destruction in mythology, rough and violent, and likes to cause trouble, but there has never been a bad legend about the opposite sex.I must be thinking too much, it's really filthy! To think so boldly in front of God!

Thinking of this, Tsuruga couldn't help but secretly castigated the filthiness of his thoughts in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Heather who was sitting in the upper seat also murmured in her heart.

The shadow of Susanoo at the end of the cloud was intentionally created by Heather, who used the power of Feng Shui to manipulate the power of Feng Shui to skillfully refract the sunlight in the clouds, and created Susanoo with extremely concentrated black clouds Only then did the miracle of God descend.

Why did I cut up the Tsuruga camouflage clothes even though I had tried my best?Originally, I just wanted to use the power of the fierce knife to control the wind and rain to shock the Tsuruga camouflage and black witches, but I didn't expect things to suddenly become the current situation.