Naruto Fusion System

Yakumo Murasaki, who had been basically silent in the past long years, has now taken a big step forward again.

And this big step successfully allowed Yakumo Murasaki to truly cross the level of the great monster peak, and enter the realm that is only a small step away from the level of the legendary monster! Now she may take a step at any time!

Sure enough, it should be said that she deserves to be Yakumo Murasaki.

Looking at Yakumo Murasaki who gradually calmed down, Xingye nodded gently. Now, the realm of life and death, which Yakumo Purple used to use in large quantities but was far from perfect, has finally been completed.

The endless mysterious aura spread around Yakumo Purple's body, and a terrifying aura that even Xingye couldn't completely ignore suddenly made Xingye's face become a little ecstatic.

Obviously, Yakumo Purple has touched that level of realm, and can push open the door blocking him at any time and enter the level of law!

However, when the aura was about to rise to that level, Yakumo Zi suddenly opened her eyes, and suddenly stopped her deeper understanding of the power of the realm.

She looked at Xingye's somewhat puzzled expression and his worried look. A trace of softness flashed in her eyes, and she said softly:"Yakumo Murasaki, I make an oath here. Not to build Gensokyo, and to leave a legacy for the monster race." If there is even the slightest possibility of inheritance, you will never enter the realm of law for the rest of your life!"

This is the oath.

This is an oath to heaven and earth.

Xingye looked at the woman in front of him, and for some reason at this moment, he suddenly felt that she was so beautiful.

Yakumo Purple's oath to the entire world echoed in the ears of all monster races. Some were disdainful, some were moved, some were silent, and some, after thinking for a moment, did not hesitate to set foot on the mark where Gensokyo was about to be established.

The monster races from countless countries and races gradually gathered in the direction of the sage, and they were all proclaiming the tyrannical strength of the monster race to the entire world.

In this huge torrent, there is never a shortage of levels of big monsters. A considerable number of members have reached the level of the law and have successfully crossed the last barrier.

Although they are just the controllers of the laws within the world, their strength has reached its peak. The effect of this oath was finally revealed at this moment.

Yakumo Purple looked at the almost endless number of monsters on the ground below and sighed slightly.

It is true that the current monster race far exceeds humans in terms of sheer number and strength. Some monsters have even reached the point where they can destroy humans by relying on their own strength.

However, Yakumo Murasaki knows very clearly that in this era, only human beings are loved by the entire world. They are beings favored by God, and they possess many things that her monsters do not have.

When she first saw those rough-and-tumble humans picking up stones to attack their enemies, a trace of vigilance flashed through the heart of Yakumo Purple, who was still very young at the time.

After that, she watched with her own eyes as the human race successfully mastered the ability to control flames with their own hands, using techniques that did not contain a hint of mystery, and learned to weave clothes from leaves to cover their bodies. From this time onwards, Yakumo Murasaki already knew...The monster race can be the master of humans, but it will never be the master of humans. We can clearly see that one day in the future, humans will use their own creation to easily slaughter monsters.

In the first few years, Yakumo Purple's crazy massacre of humans was not because of his iron blood and killing, but because he wanted to try to see if he could use his own power to destroy the human race.

But soon, Yakumo Purple became desperate. This race was like locusts, killing all of them and then popping up again. This absolute tenacity made Yakumo Purple give up the idea of ​​killing all these marks, and then embarked on the path of leading the monsters to arbitrage. Prepare.

Gensokyo will be the last paradise for monsters.

However, at this critical moment, Xingye reluctantly came to Yakumo Purple, who was standing on the hillside overlooking the endless torrent of water below, and whispered in her ear:"That person in the Western Continent There's a big problem. A very big problem. I'm afraid I have to go back, otherwise Ibaraki Hanabi may not be able to hold on." Yakumo Purple frowned and looked at Xing Ye beside her. , after seeing the wry smile on the other party's face, Yakumo Zi shook her head helplessly and opened a gap at will:"The establishment of Gensokyo will be about fifty years later. By that time, even if you destroy the entire Western Continent. , we must come back."

Xingye nodded, turned around and got into the gap between the swords. Looking at Xingye's back, Yakumo Zi was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed for some reason.

The faint smile immediately made the male monster standing next to her guard a little fascinated. However, after thinking about the identity of this person and the power of the man beside her, she quickly closed her soul and never stopped. I dare not even look at Yakumo Purple.

After reaching the realm of law, even the most random movements of Yakumo Murasaki are natural and possess an absolute charm. This is an absolute charm that no monster can resist.

If it weren't for the terrifying strength of the opponent and the existence of Xingye, I'm afraid there would have been some reckless guy looking for trouble.

Western continent.

The most central part of the Holy See is a huge building called the Tribunal. It is completely different from other buildings in the Holy See that are completely bathed in holy light. Although there is also a large amount of holy light here, making the building look quite gorgeous and dignified on the outside, it is also entangled with a deep death aura. Lingering on the rooftop.

This cold breath is officially in this trial house. Over a long period of time, too many wronged souls of so-called pagans have died in this place.

All kinds of extremely cruel punishments are spread from this court. It is said that they are extremely terrifying to a person's soul. They are regarded as classics by a large number of countries, and these punishments are regarded as the executions of their own countries. Way.

In the deepest place of this huge trial, an extremely rich and terrifying dark demonic energy is almost everywhere here.

The ferocious and terrifying aura made the entire bottom floor look like hell, and the painful roars and extremely miserable screams that were almost everywhere in this dark environment made a large number of paladins and members of the Tribunal He simply didn't have the courage to take even one step here.

After all, all those imprisoned in this place are dark creatures above the viscount level.

Gradually, a faint white light lit up in this dark field. The black-clothed bishop slowly walked down the steps holding an oil lamp, and indifferently commented on the dark creatures in the cells on both sides of him that had been tortured to the point where they couldn't recognize their original appearance.

In their opinion, these filthy creatures should be burned directly to ashes by the glory of the gods.

He completely ignored the crazy roars of the dark creatures around him, and the sharp claws that stretched out from the gap in the old man's neck and almost caught him, and walked straight to the outside of the innermost cell.

This cell is a little different from the others. It is completely sealed and all gaps are blocked.

There are only a few small vents on the huge steel wall of the main entrance, which transport the dirty air from outside into the room. Being deprived of oxygen for a long time will inevitably make the dark creatures inside almost always be in a state of confusion due to lack of oxygen.

The black-clothed bishop slowly opened the cage in front of him.

The heavy iron door was pushed open little by little. Inside this huge cell, countless sharp thorns extending from the walls pierced the flesh of the figure kneeling in the center of the room.

With such a large number of sharp thorns piercing every corner of the body, it is hard to imagine that this person is still alive.

"I haven’t seen you for half a year, Krulu Tsepesi."

The black-clothed bishop said in a low voice:"You are not still looking forward to that person named Xingye. Will I come to rescue you?"

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