Don't play with moon terriers in Chunwu

He has seen the scene of this wasteland for more than ten years, but he has only seen it for less than half a year.But like a huge stone, it stirred up huge waves in the river of life named Fujimaru Tachika.

Without thinking, he asked in a muffled voice: "How much time is left?"

"Not much. It might have been a month or two, but it's probably only today..."

"Hey, hey, what does the seaweed head in the windbreaker over there want to say?" Qianzi Village was angrily hitting the hammer, which caused a clanging sound on the anvil.

Edmund turned his head and glanced at him, and said disdainfully: "Old man, you obviously look like a twisted and righteous maniac, why are you acting like a grandfather doting on his grandson now?"

"Ah TUI! Can't I feel sorry for my apprentice? Even if he sees it, is that what you should say? You should just stand there and act cool and laugh wildly."

"Tch. Sure enough, I'm not happy with the person who regards the Master as his grandson. If it weren't for this time, I really want to have a fight with you."

"No, can't you start to consume it even now?" Fujimaru Tachika abruptly inserted, casting a death gaze on the two of them, "No, it should be said that whether it is fighting or forging, it is already consuming ?"

Qianzicunzheng sighed, put aside the hammer in his hand, and said helplessly, "Fujimaru...we are already dead."

His eyes are extremely calm, just like the mirror lake in the cold winter, and the bright eyes reflect Fujimaru Tachika and Tozuka: "You should have understood it long ago. All the spirit bases that have appeared in this world, except Artoria is a survivor, except for the uninvited Abby, everyone else has been wiped out."

"Is it me? Is it the idiot who failed to save the results?"

"Ah, that's not true..." Chikomura was looking at Fujimaru Tachika's excited look, and scratched his cheeks with his fingers embarrassingly, "Aren't heroic spirits all dead? Isn’t it the same thing to accidentally receive flesh?”

"Give back my tragic touch, bastard."

"Okay, okay, don't get excited." Qianzicun was trying to comfort Fujimaru Tateka, who was a little fuzzy when he said the quotations of the second grade of the social death class, "You are so thick-skinned, so don't be like this."

"Kuhahahaha, as expected of my master, even self-blame seems so dark."

"...If it weren't for the fact that both of you are dying, I would use you two first! What's going on? Can the Riddler go to Gotham City by himself?"

Qianzi Village shook his head: "I always feel that the Gotham City you mentioned is really outstanding, and there are all kinds of wonderful things. In short, don't get entangled, I'm sure that you and we have never missed the road to a happy ending .But why the final result is what it is now, and how we and the extraordinary materials that exist in this world come from, I don’t know.”

"I only know that we can't exist for too long as broken spirit foundations. As fragments, it's time to rest."

Qianzicunzheng smiled, and then gave him a thumbs up: "Come on, open your eyes wide, and prepare to witness my greatest moment, old man. As the only disciple in this world, you can't miss me What a wonderful performance! This is the unique skill of pressing the box!"

Fujimaru Tachika stared at him for a long time, and finally bowed her shoulders resignedly: "I see."

When he stepped forward, Edmond lowered his voice and said a word to him:

Edmund said: "My master, don't misunderstand, don't lament over it, and don't need to blame yourself. It's not that you can't stop Qianzi Muramasa in order to face Bai Ji, but Qianzi Muramasa's obsession cannot be stopped."

Fujimaru Tatsuka's footsteps stagnated invisibly, but then he strode to Muramasa's side again.

Is what Edmund said correct?

It sounded reasonable, but Fujimaru Tatsuka also understood that he was indeed unable to dissuade Qianzicunzheng from the bottom of his heart because he had to face Shirahime.

Even if you know you can't do it, you can't do it.

Therefore, Fujimaru Tachika will not let go of the little grudge in his heart because of what the earl said. Instead, he will choose to bear this mood at the moment and move forward bearing the weight of others.

I'm too weak, and I don't have enough strength to refuse Muramasa, allowing him to stay in this magnificent world for a moment longer.

That's what Fujimaru Tachika thought at the moment.

Edmond Dantès shook his head slightly. He naturally knew what Tatsuka Fujimaru was thinking now, and he had already guessed his possible reaction, but he still had to try, and the seeds could be planted anyway.

I will leave the rest to you, Muramasa.

Qianzicunzheng seemed to be unaware of the eyes of the two of them. He had already begun to enter the state, and placed all the materials in his hand on the table one by one: other extraordinary materials suitable for forging accessories, horned crown crystals, and artificial spirit bases.

"The time for forging has come, this is the moment when the Excalibur appears."

Twenty-seven, forge a blade

"Before casting, it's better to have a glass of wine." Fujimaru Tateka smiled reluctantly, and took out a palm-sized gift that had been in his arms all the time.

It is a precious brew that symbolizes harvest, submission, and is used to pay homage to the gods.The white bottle is embellished with golden decorations.

"[Kiki Sacred Wine], a gift I got from an old friend." Fujimaru Tateka recalled the last words of Shuten Doji, "The gods who used to enjoy the sacred wine have gone away from the earth. Promises and oaths are always troublesome , so let’s have a toast before saying goodbye.”

He uncovered the golden cap, gently poured a sip into his mouth, and handed it to Edmond, who followed Fujimaru Tateka's action, took a sip, and passed it to Qianzicun just.

"This is... the work of Shuten-douji..." Senko-mura was pouring the golden-yellow wine into his mouth, and the breath that seemed to contain mountains, rivers and earth diffused from his stomach to his whole body.

The longing heart, the agreed farewell, and the conflicted reluctance and freedom, almost all melted away in this wine.

He shook the gorgeous wine bottle, feeling that it was still half full, and suddenly smiled.

Swallow?It might be better to say that it is more similar to the son of Ibuki Daimyo.

This is karma, everything starts to converge at this moment, and it is achieved here because of Fujimaru Tateka.

Qianzi Village is falling into a strange state, his spirit is cold, his body is hot, everything seems to drive him to perform his mission.

Qianzicun was putting the Qiqi wine aside, and when he was on the verge of getting drunk, he said, "Fujimaru, in fact, I have been very sorry."

"Ah? What are you sorry about, Mr. Muramasa, you are the most conscientious teacher I have ever met."

Fujimaru boy was a little caught off guard.

"Ah, because this old man can't give you the best thing. You know, the power you have now is from this old man who was hired by Saber. In fact, this old man hid it."

Qianzicun was taking a deep breath, holding the hammer, and the almost non-existent weak spirit base in Fujimaru Tatsuka's induction swelled up infinitely.

Is there a final flashback?Fujimaru Tachika seemed to have seen a faint flame meet grease, burning its only last firewood.

But the next moment, Fujimaru Tachika felt something different.

The sense of vastness filling the entire knife mound, and even the entire dream burst out from Qianzi Muramasa's body, and he began to feel blurred vision and difficulty breathing.This feeling is like facing the big red dragon again, even better.

When facing the big red dragon, he protected himself in a state similar to the special defense against dragons, but at this moment, he really felt the oppression of those higher-level beings on him.

Hold on, if it's not right, just shrink back here, I want to witness the final forging of the master.

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe it was just a few breaths, Fujimaru Tateka struggled to recover from the long blankness in the senses, and regained the focus of his sight.

At this moment, Qianzi Village was looking at him without anger, and nodded slowly: "I remember. Remember this feeling. This is the power of the gods."

"Although we are all dead souls in this world, unexpectedly, we have various possibilities. You have to think about the specific secrets yourself. I just want to tell you——I am not a saber." The terrifying aura began to spread.

The dim darkness spilled out like flowing water, lamenting their own misfortune, and at the same time bringing the herald of the end.

The phantom of the boundless ocean flooded the entire wasteland, the earth was shaking, the storm was howling, and the violent and frantic fighting spirit swept everyone.

Fujimaru Tachika gritted his teeth and settled in place. He could still see that even in the almost completely dark deep sea, there were still flames burning unyieldingly and stubbornly.

He finally understood what Qianzi Cunzheng meant—the strange existence named Alien Star God had recruited three proud subordinates.As a mercenary, Qianzicun Zheng had served him.

The Alien Star God then generously transformed Qianzicunzheng's spiritual base job into an AE, and bestowed on him the power of several gods.

One God, the opener of the twilight of the gods, the god of blindness and darkness, Hodur.

One god, the violent god of war who slays orochi, the god of battle and sea, Susanoo no Mitsuki.

"clang!"

The sound of violent hammer beating sounded, and the darkness and the sea were also shaken, and the red red lotus fire began to ignite from the abyss, and illuminated everything, reflecting the face of the caster.

Qianzicun was raising a huge hammer and beating the hard horned crown crystal fiercely. At the same time, he put all the materials and artificial spirit foundation into the furnace and began to melt and cast it.

The flame in the furnace encountered countless extraordinary materials and began to burn violently, acting as the only light at this moment.

One hammer after another, sparks splashed, and the horned crown crystallized. The dragon horns and crown, which symbolized the big red dragon, were mercilessly deformed under the hammer, and then shattered.

At this moment, Fujimaru Tachika heard the violent roar from the big red dragon. From that crystal, it seemed that something wanted to fly out, but it was completely broken by the hammer.

"That's why... karma." Chiko Muramasa stared at the thing on the anvil without blinking for a moment, and quickly took the bottle of wine that showed a little profile of Ibuki Daimiko The Qiqi divine wine brewed by Tun heroically leaned on the embryo on the anvil.

As a result, the huge dragon snake is active at this moment.The body with eight heads and eight tails is like a cloud hanging from the sky, appearing on this wasteland, and the lantern-sized snake eyes are looking at the swordsmith in front of him.

Even Tatsuka Fujimaru, who was watching from the sidelines, felt a strong discomfort from the corner of his eyes, but Chiko Muramasa seemed to ignore it.

He just casually said something irrelevant: "The Clouds of the Sky, the Kusanagi Sword, the Tomo Kari's Taidao... There are too many praises for the name of that divine sword. In a sense, it can be said to be a pioneer The original divine sword that ruled the gods of Gaotianyuan. But, although I admire it very much, I still have a fantasy beyond my control."

"I imagine that one day I can forge a sword, a Muramasa Demon Sword that can compare with it."

"It is not for development, but for the creation of inconceivable causes and effects, the original divine sword."

"It's the sword that cuts off all ties, cuts off all karma, and understands the end of all causes and effects!"

"Let me play the myth again in a way of paying homage to the former god, but I got the opposite result!"

"The dragon of disaster awakened by Ibuki's karma, let's kill it again!"

Ignoring the confronting Dragon of Disaster, Qianzicun was inserting his bare hands into the still burning furnace.

Fujimaru Tatsuka's pupils constricted, and he clearly saw that the various materials that were continuously forged by the fire of the red lotus to remove impurities had changed under the will of Chiko Muramasa.

Rare materials from many phantom species are attached to the kneaded man-made spirit base as the center.The Blank spirit base adapted to everything was cast into a fantasy weapon by him in a special way, and began to form a crude knife embryo.

In this process, even Qianzi Muramasa, who once manipulated the flames like brothers and sisters, was not spared.Whether it was the scalding sun-like blade, or the raging red lotus fire, they all burned his arm mercilessly.

But Qianzicun seemed to have lost his senses, only the tightly frowning brows and the large beads of sweat that kept dripping told Fujimaru Tatsuka that he was enduring great pain.

At this moment, Qianzicun is pouring all his energy into his forging, holding the knife embryo in the furnace with his right hand, and grabbing the knife embryo that has turned into the divine body of Yamata no Orochi with his left hand, he Without hesitation, the two swords clashed in front of the chest.

The eight-headed and eight-tailed Rage God in the air roared unwillingly, and his heads fell one by one on Qianzicunzheng's chest, just like he was killed by that violent god holding a sword back then.

"It's not enough! Let me make up for what's not enough!"

The knife embryos struck by the left and right hands all began to spread cracks, which seemed to have failed, but Qianzi Village just issued an ecstatic call.

The two knife embryos that were about to burst were cut deeply into his body by him in a staggered manner.

The illusion of darkness and sea began to crumble.

Centering on the insertion point of the knife embryo in Qianzicunzheng's body, all the phantoms were distorted into a huge vortex, and were continuously compressed in that point.

Not just illusions.

The broken swords and swords all over the wilderness let out joyful sword cries, shattered into countless light fragments one after another, and fell into the hands of Qianzi Village Zheng like a tired bird throwing a forest.And the flames in the wilderness began to surge up, turning into the breath of eight flames, passing by Fujimaru Tachika's side, spinning and tempering the great thing that was about to be born.

Then, even the wilderness was shattered inch by inch, and began to turn into the accumulation of unborn embryos.

Fujimaru Tachika stood where she was, and couldn't bear to turn her head to look at Edmund standing side by side.

At this moment, he also began to turn into countless light shards, drifting towards Qianzi Village, his figure gradually becoming illusory.

Fujimaru Tachika understood at this moment.

The artificial spirit foundation and other materials are only half of what Tsumukarimuramasa did.

The horn crown crystal is the other half.

The dragon snake essence crystallized by the horned crown, transforming into shape, and adding the divine power wine given by Shuten, who has a deep relationship with Ibuki Daimyo, completely summoned Yamata no Orochi in this secret ceremony. shadow.

And Chiko Muramasa, who possesses the divinity of Susanoo's male destiny, completely reproduced the deeds of killing the dragon and snake, and killed Yamata no Orochi with a knife embryo made of materials such as the spirit foundation.

——But if you do this, you may get an imitation of Tiancongyun sword, at most, a good high-performance imitation.

This is not what Qianzicunzheng is after.

What he pursues is the ultimate demon sword that cuts off the karma of karma.

Therefore, he slew the gods—that is, himself—again with the god-killing deeds that Hodur brought to an end.

Then Yaqi Orochi and Susanoo's life are annihilated at the same time, which subtly fits the ending of Ragnarok.

That is the complete annihilation of all the pantheons of northern Europe, the death of the old world, and the birth of the new world.

That is the complete annihilation of past karma.

In the end, relying on two consecutive secret ceremonies, he completely forged his own Tomokarura Muramasa, which is the final blade that can cut off both karma and karma.

But this also means an impossibly huge consumption, as well as the complete elimination of the inherent enchantment.Even Edmond Dantès who resided in this dreamland.

"You... always like to show off, I still wanted to chat together again. The gossip that was agreed is gone."

Edmund had only time to smile an apologetic smile.

Everything was involved in the place where Qianzi Village was originally located, and all the spirits were fused into it. In the end, the two guys who were both teachers and friends did not even say goodbye, so they said goodbye.

The former wasteland has been completely destroyed, leaving only a blank dreamland and a slender demon sword left in place.

Fujimaru Tatsuka let out a breath, stepped forward and grabbed the end of the knife that didn't even reach the handle.

The end still has residual warmth, like the heat of the palms of two unscrupulous adults.

Silently he pulled it out and saw it.

The man who silently beat the iron block in front of the furnace and worked hard to forge the sword, just to find a way to cut off the injustice in the world.

The man who struggled to escape from the hell in the world, and calmly searched for the whereabouts of his enemies, just to repay the past kindness and liquidate the hatred.