The Sealer of the Sword

Yan Ye, who understood clearly, just sighed and said, "I see, I understand."

After speaking, Yan Ye turned around and walked towards the entrance and exit of this space.

At the same time, Yan Ye's fingertips swiped from top to bottom beside him.

Then--

The black kimono replaced the casual clothes on Yan Ye's body, and the three Zanpakutō on his waist just appeared out of thin air. When he was pinned on Yan Ye's waist, his scarlet eyes immediately cooled down.

With that—killing intent without any emotion, and determination.

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It didn't exude any aura, nor did it deliberately release that murderous aura.

But Zhao Ma, who was standing in the same place, still shivered uncontrollably.

"Wait, please wait a moment! Lord Death, are you trying to...?"

Zhao Ma is too familiar with Yan Ye's current outfit.

Although Yan Ye has been dressed in casual clothes all the time now, when Yan Ye put on the clothes that belonged to him, Zhao Ma's heart obviously stopped for a beat.

He was too familiar with it, so it was too clear. He understood what Yan Ye meant by changing into that suit now, so he hurriedly asked Yan Ye.

When speaking, Ye didn't turn his head or stop when he heard the words, just grinned like that.

"Go get someone."

18 After saying this, Yan Ye snapped his fingers like that and disappeared instantly.

Zhao Ma, who was left alone, just stared blankly at the place where Yan Ye disappeared for a few seconds, and then couldn't help but slapped her face, took a deep breath, and said, "Really... Worst case scenario..."

Zhao Ma didn't struggle for a long time. After heaving a sigh of relief, he turned around and waved at the artifacts behind him, and said, "Quick! Go to the place of the gods now! When you can still solve it, think about it. Ways to control the disaster to a minimum!"

After speaking, the artifacts couldn't help but look at each other, and then one of the artifacts couldn't help but asked Zhao Ma suspiciously: "That... Mr. Zhaoma... Even if Lord Death rushes in... don't panic so much. Well, with the strength of the elder sister and the god of death, it is not impossible to escape safely, right?"

"The disaster to be controlled is not Lord Bishamon and Lord Shinigami, but God's side!"

Rarely, Zhao Ma, who has always been calm, shouted such words directly without thinking.

But he also noticed it, so after seeing the clearly frightened artifact in front of him, Zhao Ma sighed with an apologetic expression, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm excited, but you didn't What I have experienced so I don't understand, the appearance of Lord Death is exactly the same as before, Lord Death in that state...is about to kill God..."

Killing God.

In their opinion, this word is just a joke, but it can become a reality in Yan Ye.

Because Yan Ye disappeared directly a thousand years ago, so he didn't know.

But Zhao Ma was very clear that after Yan Ye slaughtered the Bishamon family, the most nervous and uneasy - was actually the side of the gods.

Because Bishamon is the god of war, the strongest god of war.

But Bishamon lost without any resistance, and the whole clan was slaughtered.

Although only Bishamon and Zhaoma knew the real truth, the gods sent people to the world to check and found the hundreds of kilometers of scorched earth that had been burnt by Yan Ye, so they went straight to the point.

Because Yan Ye is not a god, so naturally he did not register with the gods, and the self-proclaimed god of death is so powerful, so naturally the gods sent an unknown number of gods to track the whereabouts of Yan Ye.

The results were all in vain.

In the end, the gods could only locate Yan Ye as the most dangerous person, and it was over.

The result is now-

What kind of barren things are the gods doing!

Zhao Ma couldn't help roaring in his heart.

Because he didn't know what the gods were doing, so he didn't know whether the gods deliberately used Bishamon to draw out the words, but the result——

If the gods are really bad at it, then it is estimated that it is really finished.

I hope... the gods don't make a bad pen... Lord Death, don't be impulsive...

Zhao Ma muttered silently in his heart.

Yan Ye doesn't know what Zhao Ma is worried about now.

All he knew was that he was going to beg someone now.

If you don't give it, you will kill it directly.

But but-

The transfer appears to have failed.

The object of his transfer this time was naturally Bishamon, but at the moment of the transfer, it seemed to have encountered some obstacle and strayed directly from the original destination.

But it didn't deviate too far, at least now Yan Ye can still see where Bishamon is.

The place he was standing now was outside the courtyard of a house.

After a little perception, Yan Ye could feel that Bishamon was in the house within the courtyard.

But why deviate from the original destination?