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[Three Thousand Worlds] The deafening explosions caused by the iron pellets came one after another, exploding into seas of fire and shaking the entire valley.

The towering dark cliffs looked particularly ferocious under the illumination of artillery fire.

Snap, snap, snap.

The two lagging Broken Edge Gods rushed out of the area covered by artillery fire in embarrassment.

But instead of facing forward, they choose to face backward.

The position of these two Broken Edge Gods was originally at the end of the artillery area. Compared with protruding a short distance backward to evacuate, the price to pay forward to cross the entire artillery coverage area was obviously a bit too high.

Kamiya released [Three Thousand Worlds] very well this time, and the timing was very good.

If the two lagging Broken Fate Gods were placed in the middle of the artillery fire area, with the same distance forward and backward, then they would choose to rush to the front to support their companions at the cost of being injured.

Instead of escaping as much as possible like now.

Snap, snap, snap.

Countless swollen fingers touched the ground, and the powerful power erupted from [Three Thousand Worlds] was a big deterrent to the Gods of Destiny who had seen this move for the first time.

The two Aragami, whose combat power was in the middle and lower reaches, visibly hesitated.

roar!

The roar of artillery fire continued.

In the distance further ahead, there was a symphony of thunder, and the dazzling lightning and firelight complemented each other and shot straight into the sky.

A few more minutes passed like this.

[Three Thousand Worlds] completed three rounds of artillery fire and finally calmed down.

The air was filled with smoke and dust, and there was still a terrifying heat wave residue on the bumpy ground, and there was a strong smell of gunpowder smoke.

The two Broken Edge Gods raised their palms high, and in the giant eyes in their palms, the eyeballs rotated like twitching, and finally locked forward.

On the other side of the heat wave and smoke, the blood-stained figure of Kamiya River stood like a high flag.

The remaining power of the thunder has not dissipated from his side yet, shining brightly on the ghost hands and ghost swords floating beside him.

And at his feet, the God of Destiny that he had just fought with was lying on the ground dying.

Snapped.

Kamiya stepped on the curled-up middle finger of the Broken Edge God with his right foot, and stepped on the huge pale knuckles on the ground. At the same time, he exerted force with his right hand and pulled out the Dojikiri that had penetrated deeply into the palm of the God of Broken Encyclopedia.

He used the fabric on the inside of his elbow to wipe the sticky blood on the blade.

Then he raised the long sword wantonly——

Clang!

The boy cut the sharp edge of the knife and pointed it directly at the two remaining enemies.

The two remaining Broken Fate Gods met Kamiyagawa's gaze.

Through the flying dust, you can see his deep and narrow pupils, which are wild and wild, and seem to be mocking and scornful, as if to say:

If three of them fight and one of them is counter-killed, will you be able to play?

…

Click, click, click!

Click, click, click!

The densely packed fingers under the two Broken Fate Gods swung violently, rushing through a messy land like roaring chariots, heading towards the Valley of Gods.

"Coming over..."

Kamiyakawa's heart tightened.

In fact, he had no intention of irritating the remaining two Broken Fate Gods and letting them rush up to fight him.

The action of raising the knife just now was just a tentative statement: "Your companion is dead. If you are sensible, you'd better retreat."

But it may be that Kamiya's figure like a murderous god has raised the sarcasm too high, or it may be that the irrational God of Broken Fate is really stubborn, and the only outcome of encountering them is death. In short, the remaining two enemies seemed to be inspired with ferocity.

"Ah-hum-"

Kamiya inhaled and exhaled, using breathing techniques to regain his strength and keep his mind clear as much as possible.

The running and fighting process just now really consumed too much of his energy.

Especially the one-on-one fight.

Although Kamiyagawa had the experience of single-handedly killing the God of Destruction once in advance, and this Aragami monster not only looked similar, but also used very different attack methods.

Therefore, it is slightly less difficult to fight the second one alone than the first one.

But the pursuit of killing an Aragami in a short period of time was indeed too much.

The battle that just ended was very tiring.

It's so big that Kamiya doesn't even have the strength to run away. It's impossible to open his position now when he turns around and runs away. It's no different from exposing his back to the enemy.

All he could do was to take a few more breaths and regain his strength as much as possible before the two Broken Fate Gods rushed closer.

It's too late, but it's soon.

Two rusty giant scissors, carrying a fishy wind, had strangled them in front of Kamiya.

clang! clang!

Onikiri and Dojiri smashed the blades of the two scissors at the same time, the swords collided, and sparks flew out from the collision.

But the strength of the two famous ghost-killing swords was obviously not as good as before.

Onikiri's side still has the amplification of Ibaraki's Hand, so he can barely compete with the God of Broken Fate again. But holding the boy Kiri Kamiyagawa himself, he was bitten by the giant scissors on his blade, causing him to take several steps backward.

Stab!

By grabbing out the thunder gun and sweeping it across, Kamiyagawa barely managed to push back the Destiny God who was trying to fight him closely.

But before he could take a breath, another pair of scissors strangled him aggressively in front of him.

"Damn..."

…

At this time, at the other end of Tianhu Shimen.

Onizuka Kiriho was panting as she ran all the way, and her originally tied hair was scattered.

Something is very wrong.

She could feel that at the other end of the red rope, Kamiya River's breath was no longer as steady as before, and seemed very chaotic.

He must be in big trouble!

Wow.

The foot bag waded into the water, stirring up the chaotic current.

The little miko finally returned to the Tianhu Shimen. Her chest was rising and falling, and while she was breathing heavily, she kept moving to find out the newly obtained Tianhu bronze mirror and stick it to the groove of the Shimen.

Under the influence of other lenses, the bronze mirror fragment was also reset to its rightful place.

The turbulent power on the stone gate seemed to be more stable.

"Achuan."

After doing all this, the exhausted Onizuka Kiriho finally fell to the ground, letting the cold scarlet water on the ground wet her clothes.

In the dark cave, the little witch's heartbeat was very chaotic. She held her left wrist tightly with her right hand, trying to feel the breath of the divine valley on the other side.

Praying that his Qi could return to stability and strength, but at the same time not wanting to pull the red rope and interfere with Kamiya who might be in trouble.

"Nothing will happen to you. You must not..."

…

clang!

The boy cutter and the giant cutter collided again, and the sound of fighting was short and fierce.

Kamiyagawa, who was at the end of his strength, could not get any rest, so he began to fight one against two, completely passive, and all he could do was to support himself.

His flank had been cut open by the blade of the scissors, and the blood was smeared on his clothes.

Fortunately, with his rich experience in life-and-death fights, Kamiyagawa Wiki avoided the angle of being penetrated by the scissors when he took the blow. And based on the current strength of his flesh and blood, this kind of injury that does not penetrate deeply into the flesh will not cause him to completely lose his ability to move.

But now every time he swung the knife, it would bring a tearing pain in his waist and abdomen.

Now Kamiya's physical strength is not recovered as fast as it is depleted. To the end of the fight, he relies entirely on his own willpower honed from life and death, as well as the muscle memory gained from thousands of times of hard work to fight mechanically.

If you are not careful, you may have to explain it here.

clang!

Another clash of swords, Onikiri roared and knocked away the giant scissors, smashing the scissor-wielding God of Destiny into a crooked body.

Normally at times like this, Kamiyagawa could seize the opportunity to add a sword or a lightning strike to expand the results of the battle.

But the second Broken Fate God moved its swollen fingers like abdominal legs, raised the giant scissors and stuck them on like a dog-skin plaster.

In the past, he felt the humiliating feeling of being beaten by a group of opponents. Today, he felt it personally.

Clang.

The light on Dojigiri flickered, causing Kamiyagawa's figure to disappear from the place, and he flashed in front of the Duanenjin who was suppressed by Onikiri.

Taking advantage of the right distance and timing, he used Yun Yao again.

But at the same time, there was a sharp pain from Kamiya's back, and blood splattered.

When facing two enemies, if you only focus on fighting one, the other will not be able to watch the show in place.

Such a fighting method of only attacking without defending will definitely come at the cost of injuries.

But Kamiya has no other choice, blindly defending will only lead to slow death.

He had to give it a try.

Because I received another scissor on my back, this sword that was supposed to be powerful was not as powerful as before due to the weakness of the sword holder. It only cut off a densely swollen small palm under the target Duanyuan Shen, and the blade It only cut into less than one-third of the main body's torso.

Kankan cut through two finger bones.

Then Dojigiri was grabbed tightly by the Broken Edge God with the remaining palms under its body, and Kamiyagawa was also pulled under it.

But he was so scared that he didn't care about the cold, sticky and disgusting touch on those swollen palms, and let them pull him hard.

There was a sharp tearing pain from the wounds on his abdomen and back.

Kamiyakawa, who was lying on the ground, raised his head vigorously. Above him, where the dense palms were piled up, he could see the one eye of the God of Destruction staring at him with hatred.

Boom!

Kamiya's right hand held Doji Kiri, and the Yang Lei on the blade burst out, forcing back the small white and swollen palms around him.

Then he flipped his left hand, and the bayonet of [The Banshee] popped out and stabbed hard into the eyeball that was looking at him.

Thick liquid flowed onto his face, and a strong fishy smell filled his nose.

The God of Broken Fate rolled violently with Shen Gu.

then--

Bang bang!

Two gunshots were fired, and purple lightning and white light pierced the pale palm.

The second Broken Edge God twitched twice and finally stopped moving.

"Ah——Hum——"

Kamitani struggled to crawl out from under the heavy torso of the Duanyuan God, which was slowly turning into ashes, and stood up staggeringly.

At this time, he was covered in blood and was already unsteady on his feet, relying only on Dojichi to support his body.

But the sharpness in his eyes did not fade away, and his blood-stained hair and clothes swayed dully in the air waves driven by the thunder.

Kamiyagawa struggled to raise Ibaraki's hand, raised Onikiri, and pointed at the last Broken Fate God:

"Only...you...are left."

At this moment, facing Kamiyakawa, who had obviously lost his combat effectiveness, the last Broken Fate God, who was still in good condition, actually became a little hesitant and afraid.

However, its fanatical killing instinct still drove it to raise its giant scissors and rush toward its prey.

clang!

Onikiri slashed between the open blades of the giant red scissors, and relied on his own sharpness to create tiny cracks on the blades of the scissors.

But this is not enough, it is far from destroying the scissors.

Tikka——

The giant scissors bit Onikiri, trembling slightly, and the brute force on it was already hard to resist.

The tip of the rusty scissor blade was approaching Kamiya River's throat inch by inch.

Click!

The red scissor blade was a little closer to the throat, and the strong smell of rust on it could already be clearly smelled.

The extremely weak Kamiya finally raised the Doji Kiri, but the dense palms on the body of the Duan Yuan God pulled the edge of the knife.

If it were placed in the ordinary world, he would have exploded with the enemy without saying a word when encountering such a situation.

But here in Amado Rock, there are no gods and paper scapegoats.

"Even if you are really here...I will definitely support you..."

Kamiya got angry again.

But not yet, even if it lasts a few more minutes, a few more seconds.

At least he has to wait until the scissors in front of him are really twisted into his throat.

"Ah-hum-"

After another round of Ah-Hum breathing, Onikiri's power became stronger, and he finally pushed the giant scissors in front of Kamiya's throat a little further.

And in the next second, the Destiny God that was trying to strangle Shengu suddenly lost its strength.

Even the scissors were successfully blocked by Ghost Cut.

"Um……?"

Kamiya's tense body relaxed slightly, and he heard some familiar sounds——

"whee!"

"Dad is hurt and mom is sad."

"Mom said, stand in front of dad."

"It's bad! Mom said kill it! Kill it!"

The gray valley was completely occupied by blood-red mist at a certain moment.

In the red mist, children's laughter and curses kept coming out.

Kamiya, who had already battled to the point of becoming unconscious, looked forward and saw the Red Spirits, or rather the children under Mary, the God of Fortune, clinging to the body of the God of Destiny, tearing and biting him. , screaming and trying to drag it deeper into the red mist.

The pale flesh and blood and the red ethereal spirit pulled each other and rolled into a ball.

"Mary?"

Kamiya took advantage of this opportunity, gasping for air, and relying on "breathing to restore blood", his blurred consciousness finally became clearer.

But in the red mist, the familiar red and black dress could not be seen swaying, only a white paper crane with black hair fluttering around him.

Kamiyagawa immediately understood the current situation——

Mary's power seemed to have further invaded the Amado Rock, and more of her bloody red mist had rolled out.

But Mary herself still seems to have not completely broken through the shackles of this space, or it may be that she is still holding on to the gap that has finally been opened.

However, she sent the origami bird through the mist, so the red spirits appeared in the surging blood mist.

Although I have never loved these red spirit summons very much, this time it really saved my life.

Well done to me and Mary’s adopted sons!

Kamiyagawa cheered up a little, exhaled and then inhaled.

He knew exactly what to do now.

While the red spirits were holding back the God of Broken Fate, Kamiya raised his hand decisively and touched the blade cut by the boy, and the clear and transparent Yang Lei once again aroused on the bright blade!

"Did you hear that? The children said they would kill you." (End of Chapter)