Knocking on the door of Pupil Art in Yuanshen

Kamisato Ayaka looked around with a folding fan in hand, and saw that the bustling commercial street in the past was empty of people. Only the cherry blossoms that had been blown down by the wind were scattered on the bluestone slabs, adding a sense of sadness out of thin air.

"It seems that the woman Kujo Sora evacuated all the people in the city."

A boy with chestnut hair and animal ears wiped the counter on the street with his hand, looked at the carts on the street that had not been packed away and said.

He is Goro, a good friend of Manyo Maplehara, and the current leader of the resistance. The attribute of the Eye of God is "Rock".

"It's better to evacuate, otherwise there will be many worries about fighting." Maplehara Manyo nodded and said.

"By the way, isn't that guy Zhaoyue with us?" Toma suddenly asked.

Kamisato Ayaka also looked over, and Maplehara Manyo said helplessly, "He said he would show up at the right time..."

"Like soldiers against soldiers, kings against kings?" Wulang said with a smile, "Then I hope he really has the strength to become a king, otherwise the few of us..."

He is very free and easy, but as sea people who believe in Orobas, no one knows the power of General Thunder and Lightning better than them, but he is not afraid.

He was sad for a while when he heard that Maplehara Manyo joined the shogunate army, but after seeing his letter asking for help, he came without any hesitation.

Even though his subordinates are saying that this may be a trap for him, he still believes in the character of his old friend.

"Goro...Thank you very much." Maplehara Manyo knew that everything she said was pale and weak, so she could only say thank you seriously.

"It's okay. Overturning the Eye Hunting Order is also the direction I have been working hard on. Now that there is a one-step method, how can I let it go."

"Let's go. Martial law has been enforced over Tianling." Kamisato Ayaka took back the folding fan and pulled out a swordsman filled with cold light.

Just like Shang Shan Zhaoyue, she doesn't have the habit of using her ribs. A caesarean section would be so painful...

Hearing the words that sounded like a declaration of decisive battle, several people each took out their own weapons.

The Eye of God has a special function, that is, it can store weapons and holy relics that resonate with it. However, there is usually only one item in the same location, so it cannot be used as a storage space.

It’s more convenient to come to Paimon!

"Here we come..." I don't know who reminded me, and a group of warriors who followed the Heavenly Leader raised their shining spear points and looked towards the end of the street with bright eyes.

The four people wearing different clothes came side by side, and they all had shining eyes of God around their waists.

Although the number of people is small, they are all people who can cause an uproar in Inazuma.

"...Do you want to fight Princess White Heron and Master Maplehara?"

Kujo Sora suddenly frowned when he heard the uproar in the army.

She had already vaccinated her warriors beforehand, but even if she actually saw her opponent, some would still hesitate.

This is inevitable, Kamisato Ayaka has a long-standing reputation in Inazuma, and Princess White Heron is even as famous as Raiden Shogun. It can be said that no one knows about it.

As for Maplehara Manyo, he was the one who presided over the sealing of the two religious institutions. His reputation can be said to be very high, and almost everyone in Tianling Fengying knew that it was this young man who personally destroyed the corruption in the upper echelons of the institution.

In addition, the other party is still affiliated with Daoguang, so he has become the idol of many people.

Just like many people worship Kujo Sanra, the Raiden General is ultimately too vague for ordinary people. They need more concrete role models, not just spiritual symbols rooted in culture.

Although she understood, Kujo Sora could not tolerate the wavering of military morale, she said loudly.

"Behind us is the Shogun's Mansion, the castle tower, and the Shogun himself. Guarding Narukami is the unchanging doctrine that the Heavenly Leader has followed for thousands of years.

No matter what the enemy is in front of us, all we need to do is raise weapons to fight against it."

"The Chang Dao is majestic, the Ming Shen is eternal!" She shouted loudly, took the lead in drawing the bow and shot out an arrow that shone with thunder.

When this arrow was shot, it was like starting an armed resistance... ahem

The shogunate troops raised their spears one after another and launched a charge. From a distance, it looked like a roaring torrent, and the shouts of killing were deafening. They were all using this method to embolden themselves.

"Do it!" Maplehara Manyo knocked down the arrow with a sword, taking the lead and colliding with the gun light filling his eyes.

Kamisato Ayaka came forward with a sword, and the folding fan in her hand turned into flying frost.

"Shenriliu... frost is extinguished!"

The flying frost flowers swirled like blades, covering the entire street in a fan shape. This attack had a large range and great power, and it wiped out the momentum that the shogunate army had finally built up.

They screamed again and again, and fell on their backs one after another. In order not to hurt the friendly troops, they could only withdraw the tip of their spears, and then they were knocked down by surprise, and the long dragon-like formation disappeared in an instant.

“Back and forth to nature!”

"Luanlan, stop it!"

Maplehara Manyo, who had already rushed into the crowd, instantly jumped into the air and used his own wind to spread a large area of ​​ice elements. Suddenly, a large area of ​​the street was filled with a light frost, and his ears were filled with the wails of the shogunate sergeants.

Kujo Sora looked at Tian Ling Shixu with an ugly expression and was easily defeated. He could only give up long-range shooting and instead went to hold off his old rival Goro.

At this time, the Aojie people in the General's Mansion seemed to be aware of the unrest outside, and they all raised their swords and guns to rush to the aid of the Tianling followers.

Among them were many elite soldiers like Dao Guang, as well as powerful Hatamoto generals.

Shimamasahi held up his sword, with a bit of confusion on his face. A few days ago, the young samurai named Maplehara Manyo was facing the trouble of promotion and salary increase, and now he is revolting?

He really couldn't understand that he had been teaching recruits for so long and had many talented people under him, and now several years later, he was still the chief instructor of 800,000 recruits.

A few days ago, Maplehara Manyo was so young that he got a promotion and a salary increase after working for only a few months. This really made him jealous to the point of separation.

So he followed the tide with his sword and joined the crusade against the rebels.

Kamisato Ayaka and Maplehara Manyo didn't step forward to confront the enemy. Instead, they faced Toma. A translucent fire element shield appeared around him. It was a thin layer, but it was not something that ordinary swords could break through.

He has great marksmanship and likes to throw the gun for the final blow.

In the past, his habit could only be compensated by the characteristics of God's Eye, but there would always be a vacuum. Now, unlike the past, he could develop sustainably as long as he swept away one person first and then threw the gun.

So he threw even more happily, and the long spears radiating with cold light were thrown out by him as if they were free of charge. They brought up a strong wind wherever they passed, and the people retreated one after another. Then they were swept away by him and could not get up again.

As for Shima Masaaki, he identified Maplehara Manyo and brought several good disciples whom he taught.

Maplehara Manyo didn't dodge, and from time to time he would say "Walking on the Wind!" and "Lanlan Stop!" so that the Okuki who dared to approach him were defeated one by one.

The balance of victory tilted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the four-person team gradually gained an advantage, but they knew that this was just an appetizer.

Unless the god who insists on his own will is defeated, the war will not stop. If they fail, there will be countless people, just like the old Mondstadt who resisted the lonely king of the tower.