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 gradually collapsed 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. Maybe 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 is over.

　　 Whether it's the other party or yourself.

　　In the rapidly darkening world, Sasaki's eyes flashed with countless 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 has become 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 Doujin, teacher, Miss Kohaku, Zatoichi...Professor, the principal, and Mr. Kaishi...

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

　　 I have been taking care of it all the time.

"thank you all……"

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

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　　 In the dead silence, I heard the sound of cracking for a long time.

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

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

　　 outlines the incarnation of King Ming only with the emptiness, and casts a thunderbolt like a punishment from heaven.

　　 Then, everything is over.

　　 He stiffened in place, lowered his head, and saw the rapidly spreading fissures between his hands and his 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.

　　 is so abrupt.

　　 But the mood of the wrong murderer Satomi Hisasen was extremely calm.

　　 didn't feel the absurdity, and didn't think unbelievably why he died 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.

　　 I even have spare time to think about what kind of **** I will fall into when I am full of sins.

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

　　 After the death of a person, the source quality will dissipate, and the clear source quality will rise, washing away the painful memory and returning to the mighty silver sea. The world after death does not exist, there is no hell, there is no heaven, there is nothing but nothingness.

　　Death is ugly, just like oneself.

　　 I should have this ending.

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

　　 That was the words I heard when I held the sword for the first time.

　　 "You are Jiujing, right?"

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

　　 He worked hard and smiled kindly, but he grinned like a monkey, which was terribly funny.

　　 "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."

　　 "Although it is a little bit, it doesn't matter."

　　 The somewhat inconspicuous man held the wooden knife and swung it vigorously twice, then looked 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 move forward persistently, 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 really rare... Then, what do you want to do?"

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

　　 "Then, what must be done?"

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

　　 stayed in place for a long time, at a loss for a long time, 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 like to play the most, and... and Miss Kohaku! "

　　 I have never thought of being invincible, nor have I thought of being such a powerful character.

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

　　 wanted to make the lonely princess no longer worry and smile.

　　 want to make them happy...

　　 "Is such a naive thing a dream?"

　　 In the long silence, the child looked at his future teacher anxiously. Instead of ridiculing and contemptuously, he saw a serious and serious face.

　　 "Obviously he is a kid, and my 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.

　　 There was something gleaming in his wide-eyed eyes.

　　 Just like that, in the morning light, holding the teacher's hand, walking away step by step, disappearing.

　　 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, I stood up to the sky and fell silent for a long time, and there was no more sound.

　　 Ushered in death.

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　　 Outside the mountain, the old Saru Komakawa who was drinking did not speak anymore.

　　 seems to be still reminiscing about the sword light that is so solemn as a **** and Buddha for a moment.

　　 For a long time, he raised his head and drank the wine in the gourd in one gulp, finally glanced at the smile left on the corner of the deceased's mouth, sighed, turned and left.

　　 Never look back.

　　 While above the clouds, Hattori was still looking down, sniffing the residual burnt odor 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 is not a natural celestial phenomenon...On the contrary, such a domineering and indulgent blatantly transformed into thunder and lightning, passing through the present realm, I am afraid that only one person will attack the Satomi regardless of the ban.

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

　　 It is the two miracles of Heavenly Moving Taiko and Sorrowful Hammer that are engraved on the hand, claiming to be enough to destroy an entire border with one person, and also created the famous "Thunder God" in hell!

Through the mystery, he turned his entire body into a thunderous thunder. After breaking his comfortable fetal membranes, he broke into Satomi's house, probably already impatiently starting to kill people, and carve up the next 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...

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

　　 While thinking, a firefly flew through the air and fell into his hands.

　　 That is an order from "Za".

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

　　It is difficult to understand such a truth.

　　 but had to obey.

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

quietly.

　　 does not seem to exist at all.

　　 I can't even feel any kind of pure atmosphere of Kanda...

　　 Hattori was stunned in place.

　　 What happened?

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

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　　 is just a momentary trance.

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

　　 But there is only darkness in front of me. There is no sky above, no earth below, infinite in all directions...Only the dark liquid under my feet is 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 were intertwined with Kanda's innocent face, and he looked around.

　　 It is difficult to see the true face in the dark even with magnetic field vision.

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

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

　　 is wrong——

　　 This is no longer even present!

　　 is not the effect of the engraving of the miracle of the eight rooms at all! Regardless of whether it's 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!

　　 The screaming hammer fell, and the heavenly drums vibrated loudly, setting off a mighty echo.

　　 The horrible air wave comparable to missile bombardment spreads along with the fiery thunder, lashing out in this dead, emptiness without warning.

　　 But here, there is 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~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Kanda was stunned for a moment, and then the taiko drum was blasted again, and the thunder roared out, sweeping, and the firepower enough to destroy an entire building vented in all directions.

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

　　 But no matter how long it has been flying, I can’t see its edges.

　　 On the contrary, the silent dark ocean under the feet began to creep gradually, as if it was slowly recovering, rippling layers of ripples.

　　 The air is getting hotter and muggy.

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

　　 It’s like...I was 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 taste in the urn, your uninvited villain?"

　　 Right 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 knife of the Demon Chef!