Apocalyptic Forecast

After the moment of brilliance and sparkle, dreams and life burned to death.

Only dust and ashes fell from the sky.

The world is gradually disintegrating before my eyes, disappearing without a trace.

Everything is moving away quickly, waving goodbye.

Too late to confirm the result of that sword, but that kind of thing doesn't matter anymore. Perhaps he once had a hundred thousand points of anxiety and fear about everything in this world, but this sword alone, he would not doubt.

Because it's over.

Whether it's the other party or yourself.

In the rapidly dimming world, Sasaki's eyes flashed numerous floating lights.

The small essence accumulated in the long life flies away from the eyes, and what it brings is not anxiety and fear, but indescribable fulfillment and gratitude.

It's like returning to the past again, under the chat and laughter, language, wine glasses, moonlight and flowers, everything becomes so real.

The phantom of the past emerged from the dust, standing quietly on both sides of the road, silently bidding him farewell.

Those familiar faces kept appearing, his eyes warm.

Master Douzhen, teacher, Miss Amber, Zatoshi...Professor, President, and Mr. Huai Shi...

At the end of the darkness, Sasaki looked back, bent down gratefully, and expressed his final thanks to those who have accompanied, encouraged and helped him all the way.

All along, I have taken care of it.

"thank you all……"

Sasaki Kiyomasa satisfactorily closed his eyes, and went with the dream.

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In the dead silence, Ji Jing heard the sound of cracking.

The sound of fine fragments rang out from within his body, spreading outward... until the end, together with the blade in his hand, it shattered every inch and turned into fly ash.

Unbelievable, there is such a bright and shining sword light in this world, as if people's life are pinned on this sword.

He sketched out the incarnation of King Ming only with the emptiness of emptiness, and dropped a thunderbolt like a punishment from heaven.

Then, everything is over.

He stiffened in place, lowered his head, and saw the rapidly spreading cracks in his hands and body.

At that moment, his life, will and soul were all destroyed by this brilliant sword, ruthlessly and without mercy.

There is no room or possibility for maneuver.

ended.

So obtrusive.

But Jie Mi Murderer Satomi Jiujin's mood was extremely calm.

I didn't feel the absurdity, and there was no incredible thinking about why I would die here. Even if the hatred has not been vented, even if the plan is not completed...

Like a wild dog dying in a small alley, he calmly and calmly accepted this reality.

He even has spare time to think about what kind of **** he will fall into when he is full of sins.

But where is **** in this world that will keep for itself?

After a person dies, the source quality will dissipate, and the clear source quality will rise, washing away the painful memories and returning to the mighty sea of ​​silver. The world after death does not exist, there is no hell, there is no heaven, only nothingness.

Death is ugly, just like yourself.

I should have this ending.

In the trance caused by this dissipation, he heard voices from the past.

That was the words heard when holding the sword for the first time.

"You are Jiujing, right?"

The unshaven young samurai knelt down and looked at the child in front of him, "When we first meet, I am your swordsman teacher. Just call me Sasaki."

He worked hard and smiled kindly, but he grinned like a monkey, funny to death.

"Don't be afraid." He said, "Swordsmanship is actually very interesting!"

"really?"

The child looked up at the adult in front of him, skeptical: "I heard my father say that swordsmanship is difficult and dangerous."

"It's a little bit, but it doesn't matter."

The somewhat inconspicuous man held the wooden knife and swung it twice, looking back, as if showing some treasure: "Did you see it? It's not difficult at all."

"Kendo is amazing. It will hear you. As long as you make a wish for it and keep moving forward, it will definitely come true!"

The samurai put his hands on his waist and suddenly asked, "Jiujing-kun, do you have any dreams?

"I do not know."

"Huh? Aren't you a scientist and an astronaut? It's rare to see... Then, what do you want to do?"

The child shook his head: "Can't think of it either.

"Then, what must be done?"

The teacher leaned over and asked seriously: "There must be something like that? Everyone should have thought about it."

Jiujing was stunned in place, at a loss for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage: "I want to protect everyone. Is such a thing a dream?

Father, father, elder brother, Ryunosuke who is always bullied, Asuka who loves to cry, Maki and Mieko who love to play the most, and... and Miss Kohaku! "

I never thought about being invincible in the world, and never thought about being such a powerful character.

Just want to protect them so that they are no longer afraid.

I wanted the lonely princess to stop worrying and smile.

I want them to be happy...

"Is such a naive thing a dream?"

In the long silence, the child looked at his future teacher anxiously. Instead of ridicule and contempt as expected, he saw a serious and serious face.

"Obviously he is a kid, and his dream is the same as mine. Jiu Jing, you guys can't be underestimated."

The samurai suddenly laughed triumphantly, stretched out his hand, rubbed his hair, and told him: "From now on, you are my competitor! Let's work hard together!"

"Ok!"

The child nodded vigorously.

In the widened eyes, something was shining.

In this way, in the morning light, holding the teacher's hand, walking away step by step, disappeared.

Only the lonely murderer was left in place, staring at them in a daze. For a long time, with a wry smile, he lowered his eyes.

"Really, stupid..."

In the silence, long quietly looked up to the sky and fell down, without any sound.

Ushered in death.

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Outside the mountain, the old monkey Komakawa who was drinking did not speak again.

It seemed that he was still reminiscing the sword light that was so solemn as a **** and Buddha.

After a long time, he raised his head and drank all the wine in the gourd. Finally, he glanced at the smile left on the corner of the deceased's mouth, sighed, and turned away.

Never look back.

And above the clouds, Hattori still looked down, sniffing the residual burnt smell left by the thunder in the air, frowning slowly.

After the news of Ashikaga's death was leaked, Lunarukan couldn't wait any longer. Otherwise, he wouldn't throw his trump card in such a hurry.

The thunder light that fell from the sky just now was not a natural celestial phenomenon...On the contrary, such a domineering and indulgent blatantly transformed into thunder and lightning, passing through the realm, and I am afraid that there is only one person who attacked Satomi regardless of the ban.

Among the two walls of the wind and thunder, a Tier 4 Ascender who is engraved with two miracles-Kanda Cangzhen!

That is the two miracles of moving the Taiko drum and the wailing hammer in the hand, claiming to be enough to destroy an entire border with one person, creating the famous "Thunder God" in hell!

Through the mystery, he turned his entire body into a thunderous thunder. After breaking his comfortable fetal membrane, he broke into Satomi's house. I am afraid that he has already begun to kill people in a hurry, and divide up the next step. Did you create a crime?

After the superficial effort was useless, he pulled off his high-sounding mask and started to devour the corpse eagerly...chuckling 繓赽奇奇書蛧|w~w~

Those rotten old things have indeed become an obstacle to the great cause of the emperor.

Just as he was thinking, a firefly flew through the air and fell into his hands.

That is an order from the "za".

But when the fragments of fluorescent light unfolded, the command inside was not to let myself act in secret, but to continue to stand by.

It's hard to understand this.

But it had to comply.

Then, when he looked down again, he found that... the original tyrannical and arrogant thunder light that fell from the sky had disappeared.

quietly.

It doesn't seem to exist at all.

I can't even feel any aura belonging to Kanda Cangzhen...

Hattori froze in place.

What happened?

Under his feet, the variegated light filled him with a weird halo, like a grinning smile, silently devouring all the intruders.

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It's just a momentary trance.

When Kanda Cangzhen came back to his senses, he had already penetrated his comfortable fetal membrane and entered the demon realm.

But there was only darkness in front of me, no sky above, no earth below, infinite in all directions...Only the pitch-black liquid under my feet was squirming viscous, converging into an endless sea.

Where is this?

In the dissipated thunder light, traces of the Heavenly Moving Taiko and the Screaming Hammer appeared, and finally the remnants of the thunder and lightning intertwined Kanda's sane face, looking around.

Even with magnetic field vision, it is difficult to see the true face in the dark.

It seems to have broken into a world that has already been destroyed.

Except for the foul-smelling ocean under your feet, there is nothing at all, and there is no upgrade.

wrong--

This is no longer even present!

It is not the effect formed by the engraving of the miracle of the Eight Rooms! Regardless of whether it is the land of the king or his freedom, he has personally experienced such a field, and even has the experience of playing against the Satomi clan.

Such a barren and weird scene is definitely not created by the eight virtues or the eight evils!

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The horrible air wave comparable to missile bombardment spreads along with the fiery thunder, and lashes out in this dead and void world without warning.

But here, there was nothing to destroy him.

Only the thick, dark ocean under the feet was squirming, and it was torn apart into a gap. Numerous fine teeth floating in the ocean appeared, and they slowly closed again.

Water impermanence type.

Kanda was stunned for a moment, and immediately rang the taiko drum again, and the thunder roared out, sweeping the firepower enough to destroy an entire building to vent in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, the whole person once again turned into a pillar of thunder, flying in this endless world of darkness at a terrifying speed approaching the speed of light.

But no matter how long it has been flying, it is impossible to see its edges.

On the contrary, the silent dark ocean under his feet began to creep gradually, as if slowly recovering, rippling layers after layers.

The air is getting hotter and muggy.

When the first bubble rose slowly from the dark ocean, Kanda Cangzhen was shocked.

It's as if...being locked in a pressure cooker!

Now the ocean is boiling.

"Hehe, did you finally notice it..."

An old face emerged from the cracked dome of the sky, as huge as the sky itself, with lips closed, and a joking voice: "How does it feel in the urn, your uninvited villain?"

In front of Guo Shouque, in the bamboo basket above the charcoal fire, a strand of thunder light kept jumping like a snake.

It is difficult to break free of the cage.

Here, it is already under the sword of the Demon Chef!