Chapter 964 Killing The Corpse God
Yurina stretched out her hand, and pointed lightly at the black-gold lake under her feet. The steel sky that covered the entire Japanese sky began to shrink rapidly, and finally turned into a black-gold long knife, quietly suspended in the air.
The elegant arc of the blade reflects the wreckage of the city, and a tyrannical wave of divine power spreads out from it.
This is the artifact created by Guojin God with all his efforts.
Yurina was wearing a black-bottomed cherry blossom kimono, floating beside the blade, as if remembering something.
"Takibai, this Futsu knife has no name yet, can you come up with one?"
Yuuri Takishiro scratched his head, with a troubled expression on his face, "I've never named it before, so I don't really understand it... I'd better let him do it after meeting Qiye big brother."
"Well... that's fine."
Yuuri Takibai stretched out his hand, gently grasping the hilt of the black gold long knife, and his red clothes rattled in the wind.
He looked up at the attribute panel above his head. After holding the knife, his level began to rise crazily!
97,98,99...99+
The bonus brought by the Fujin Knife to the sword owner is a combat power bonus that surpasses the realm, just like Yuli Heizhe, who was just an ordinary person at the time, held several Fujin Knives, and could face several gods alone. Same as the Envoy.
And at this moment, what Yuli Takishiro was holding was an artifact-level Futsu Knife.
This is also the only SSS-level prop he has obtained.
His combat power has already undergone earth-shaking changes from before!
Boom——! !
Yuuri Takishiro's figure instantly disappeared from the sky, and a piercing sonic boom instantly swept across the ground.
Before the Corpse God could react, amidst the tumbling waves of invisible air, a figure in red raised a knife and slashed down from the top of the Corpse God!
Stab it!
The black-golden blade easily sliced through the corpse god's hard body, and a flash of lightning cut off a thick right arm and half of his body in an instant!
There was only less than half of the blood on the top of the corpse god's head, but it shrank a lot in an instant, and the whole blood line had dropped to one-fifth, and he fell into a state of serious injury.
All of this happened too quickly, from the moment Yurashi Takibai rushed down from the sky holding the knife, to cutting off most of the blood bars with one knife, it took only a second.
The corpse god's face without facial features twisted ferociously. He looked down at his feet. The red-clothed figure holding a black gold long knife was looking up at him indifferently, as if looking at a corpse.
Waves of divine power swept across, and the corpse god was about to unleash the power of the mountain god, when the red-clothed figure slashed out of the air again!
A slash of the sword cut open half of the city's building wreckage, along with the other half of the corpse god's body, and cut it down.
The heavy stump fell to the ground, making a dull buzzing sound. After this knife, the corpse god's blood line was only the last bit, and it had reached the killing line.
Yuuri Takibai held the black gold long knife tightly, and was about to swing the knife again, when his figure suddenly flickered and his face turned pale.
Swinging the divine weapon Fujin Knife twice in a row caused a backlash against his body. Although this backlash is nothing to the human ceiling, if he is in a state of complete victory, he can at least swing a dozen knives in a row...
However, the genetic defect in his body has not been completely repaired, and the two consecutive counterattacks have begun to affect the genetic defect in his body.
He took a deep breath, adjusted his state, quickly avoided a near-death attack from the corpse god, stepped on the ground fiercely, and soared into the sky again!
"The last knife..."
Yuuri Takibai groaned softly, and the black-golden long knife in his hand drew out of its sheath again, and slashed straight at the corpse beast's neck in an arc!
With the flash of the spatula light, the blood bar on the corpse god's head shrunk again, completely empty, and the corpse god's huge body fell powerlessly to the ground, making a roaring sound, crushing a large number of building wreckage into pieces.
Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, Yuri Takibai was wearing a red dress, slowly sheathed the black-gold blade, walked to the corpse god, and sat down somewhat staggeringly.
The last knife successfully killed the corpse god, but his own condition was also very bad.
Most of the genetic defects that had already been repaired had a tendency to deteriorate again. He only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and his consciousness was gradually blurring.
"Takishira! Are you okay?" Yurina's figure floated out of the blade, looking at him with worried eyes.
"I'm fine, sister." Yuuri Takibai waved his hand, "Qingyu big brother will come to save me..."
"Qingyu big brother?" Yurina was taken aback, "Where is it?"
Yuuri Takishiro looked in one direction, and weakly raised his finger.
Yurina hesitated for a moment, stretched out her hand and waved lightly, a spot of light rapidly enlarged in the black-gold blade, and two figures walked out of it the next moment.
Haruki Amamiya lowered his head and coughed a few times, his eyes swept around, and there was a look of doubt in his eyes.
"Where is this?" Beside him, the burly Yoshiki Furuhara was stunned, "How did I get here?"
When they were in the "circle of people", they watched the beam of light rise with their own eyes, and then a huge blade covered the sky, and then golden threads flew out of the light spot, dragging them into the world of the blade.
Before regaining consciousness, the golden thread appeared again, guiding them to walk out from the knife.
"It's the world outside the Yata Mirror." Haruki Amamiya said calmly.
He turned his head, looked at Yurina who was floating aside, and asked, "What happened?"
...
"Jalan fell into a deep sleep and is about to become a god?!"
After listening to Lin Qiye's narration, Baili Pangpang and the others widened their eyes and said in disbelief.
Lin Qiye nodded, "I'm worried that the Yata Mirror will be broken, so I'll ask Shangxie to take her away first. When we leave here, we can bring her back."
Cao Yuan sighed, "I thought that Jia Lan was hiding her strength, but I didn't expect that she has come this far..."
"Then how long will she sleep?" Jiang Er floated on the clouds, and his voice came from the speaker on An Qingyu's waist.
"I don't know, but it may take hundreds of years."
Everyone gasped.
"Hundreds of years? Then when Sister Jialan becomes a god, don't we all already..." Baili Pangpang closed his mouth in the middle of speaking, and didn't continue.
"Is there no other way to wake her up in advance?" An Qingyu asked with a frown.
"...Maybe." Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, his eyes flickering, "But the specifics will not be known until I find the king's face.
The God of Time may be the only existence that can speed up this process..."
