The Sealer of the Sword

That is absolutely impossible.

That's it.

That's why Yan Ye said to Bishamon, "If you overcome it yourself, everyone will be happy, and if you still reach the final stage, then don't blame me".

Because what he is going to do now is just like the man who asked for his own words just now——

slaughtered the entire Bishamon clan.

There is only one way. If you want to restore Bishamon, you can only make all her artifacts disappear. If you don't do this, then there is only one fate for Bishamon - God's Fall...

From Zhao Ma, Yan Ye also had a general understanding of the process.

One day, Bishamon suddenly fell without warning.

As a matter of course, the artifacts under Bishamon began to look for the annoying ones, looking for artifacts that caused Bishamon to be sick—of course they couldn’t find them.

On the contrary, the opposite side effect occurred - the mutual suspicion between the artifacts became more and more serious, and finally each artifact became suspicious of ghosts and turned into demons.

What happened next was the mutual slaughter between the artifacts.

The mutual slaughter between the artifacts directly concentrated all the damage on Bishamon, which eventually led to—

If the entire Bishamon clan is not slaughtered, the fall of Bishamon is only a matter of time.

So that man will find his own?

Yan Ye couldn't help but stop after smacking his lips lightly.

Because there is absolutely no need to find where Bishamon is now, where are Bishamon's artifacts.

Yan Ye, who was standing on the ground, raised his head like that and looked into the sky——

A gigantic thing that could already be called a giant beast, standing there, 2.2 roared.

demon.

The demon transformed by the divine tool can be so huge.

Yan Ye looked up like that, and when he squinted slightly, he saw that Bishamon was in the position of the giant beast's mouth.

Seeing this, Yan Ye exhaled softly and said, "Fei, don't shoot, killing a god is a big sin."

Do not--

In fact, it is not a god-killing, it is just killing a family of gods, but in fact it is almost the same.

Since he is a human, it doesn't matter, but Fei is an artifact, and before the artifact, he is an undead.

So if I let Fei with this identity be executed, I don't know what the punishment will be, so——

It's up to you to kill her!

1033 All things are turned into ashes, and the blades are like fire T

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Zhao Ma gritted his teeth and stared at the beast's mouth with a look of shock, worry, and self-blame.

There, Bishamon is there.

Since the words of Bishamon can still be seen, it means that Bishamon has not yet fallen to the point of being a god.

Fei, who was standing beside Yan Ye, didn't care about those, but looked at Yan Ye worriedly.

She understands what Yan Ye said to her just now, but she doesn't care about them at all, even if it is really killing gods, so—

"Brother..." Fei shouted worriedly.

When Yan Ye heard the words, she turned her head like that, and after smiling lightly, she reached out and touched Fei's head like that.

She didn't say anything, but Fei seemed to understand that Yan Ye wanted her to be at ease. After biting her lip, Fei finally nodded.

Seeing this, Yan Ye smiled lightly like that, and turned his head to look at the huge beast——25

"grim Reaper……?"

Bishamon, who was in the mouth of the giant beast, seemed to feel something. When his whole body was in pain like being stabbed by a needle, he had to grit his teeth, and when he didn't pass out directly, he used the only remaining one. With a little emotional awareness, he turned his head slightly and looked at the ground above—

He murmured like this.

Then, Bishamon's eyes narrowed in an instant.

Just because at that moment, she remembered what Yan Ye had said to her.

She doesn't even have to feel it now, she already understands what happened to her artifact and what her physical condition is now.

But it was because of the unusual clarity that Bishamon clenched his teeth and used his last strength to stretch out his hand in Yan Ye's direction.

It looked like he was trying to catch the last straw, but——

"Don't...don't...stop...they...they're all kind and loving children...my family...so...so—"

Even the words in his mouth were incoherent, but Bishamon still stood up firmly, looked at Yan Ye who was on the ground, and shouted: "Please! Stop it!!!"

terribly sorry.

I can't fulfill your wish for you.