Black Book

Chapter 446 Determined!
Rumble~
The sword tip resisted the scorching sun as Zhu Haomiao flew backwards. All the buildings along the way melted like candles, leaving behind a road dozens of meters wide filled with bright red magma.

Outside the battlefield, a group of indigenous magicians stared blankly with their mouths wide open, watching the twists and turns of the battle between the two monsters.

No...if this were put into ancient times, it would be city-level magic!
As a result, there is no need for any chanting preparation, no need to consume any props, and it is cast instantly and silently!

The other one was even more exaggerated, he actually took it so easily!

This is a city-level magic!

Looking at the figure covered in green smoke at the end of the lava road, and noticing the eight evil giant pythons wriggling and swaying behind him, a group of indigenous magicians couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"What the hell is that?"

"The other side doesn't look like a human either... It has an eagle head and a human body, a slender figure, and a scepter in hand. Isn't this the image of an ancient Egyptian god?"

As knowledgeable magicians, they have dabbled in the mystical knowledge of various countries and recognized the iconic image at a glance.

However, before they could figure it out, the young man in black clothes with smoke all over his body disappeared from their sight without any warning.

shuh~
"Untouchable!"

Standing in the void, Amon uttered four words lightly, and the surrounding space and time suddenly began to ripple hazily. The sharp blade wrapped in the glazed sword energy swept across, but it only created a wriggling and twisted ripple.

The feeling of powerlessness was fed back from the sword's edge. Zhu Haomiao's eyes moved, and a mysterious light visible to the naked eye bloomed between his brows.

The ethereal aura materialized into the hazy and transparent outline of a mirror, reflecting Amon, a man with an eagle's head.

"Kunlun Mirror?!"

Seeing the complex and gorgeous phantom of the treasure mirror, Amon showed his loss of control for the first time, but he quickly returned to his cold and calm state of mind.

The next second, the time and space that were originally invisible in Zhu Haomiao's eyes revealed its true appearance. Following the distorted and tampered gap, the sharp sword edge cut through the defense like a swimming fish and pointed directly at Amon's body.

"That's it for today."

He gently tapped the scepter in his hand, and the tail of the scepter created a circle of golden ripples like water waves in the void. A gorgeous and slender boat floated up from under Amon's feet, carrying him and about to sink into the void.

"Did I allow you to go?!!"

Seeing the duck about to fly away, Zhu Haomiao's eyes turned red with anxiety. He instinctively raised his hand to grab it.

Deep in the ocean of consciousness, an ancient and vast door suddenly opened, and in the vast and boundless ocean of chaos inside, a lively star suddenly bloomed, casting a little starlight.

"Kunlun Mirror! Stop!"

The phantom of the treasure mirror at the center of the eyebrows solidified instantly, and the light of the mirror illuminated an area of ​​100 meters in radius. All time and space within the range were solidified and frozen.

The void passage in front of the gorgeous boat trembled violently and closed little by little. Amon, who was standing on the boat, turned his head slowly and stiffly like a bug sealed in amber, staring at Zhu Haomiao with his majestic and sharp eagle eyes.

"die!"

However, in Zhu Haomiao's eyes, Amon could not see any awe, only uncontrollable hunger and greed, and endless evil and twisted desires.

Seeing Zhu Haomiao combining his body with the sword, he rushed towards him with wild laughter, and the eight-sided Han sword in his hand pierced his heart.

Then, the eight snake heads behind him opened their mouths wide and bit his body ferociously. The incomparable and intense pain overwhelmed his soul, and Amon only murmured softly.

"What an evil dragon beast..."

baah~
The eight snake heads swung ferociously, and the terrifying force instantly tore Amon into eight pieces. The hot light golden blood sprayed on Zhu Haomiao, as if a traveler who was about to die of thirst in the desert was bathed in sweet rain. Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but roared excitedly to the sky.

"Roar!"

The roar like that of a giant carnivore shook the area for dozens of miles; even the invisible barrier was rippled, and its outline vaguely emerged.

The eight dragon-like snake heads chewed and swallowed with delight. The snake necks squirmed and swallowed Amon's remains into their stomachs.

The blood on the [Black Dragon Suit] was absorbed in an instant like a sponge meeting water. The black-clothed youth, who was covered in blood, quickly returned to his normal appearance, but the cruel and ferocious aura around him grew stronger and stronger, sweeping across the world like a tsunami, filling every inch of space within the barrier.

"What happened?!!"

Suddenly, an anxious question came to their ears. A group of indigenous magicians who were about to suffocate trembled all over. The invisible divine power pressing on them suddenly disappeared. They immediately collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

"Seniors... you are finally here..."

Seeing the team of high-level archmages coming to support them, these grassroots cadres were so moved that they almost cried.

If you had come a few minutes later, I'm afraid you wouldn't have seen us...

After that thing eats up the enemy, it will probably eat us...

Following their gaze, they saw the eight-headed monster that was constantly expanding and wriggling hideously, and felt its creepy devouring desire. The high-level wizards who had just arrived frowned with unsightly expressions.

"What the hell is that?!"

However, faced with questions from their predecessors, the younger generations at the scene also looked sad and angry.

"We don't know either!"

However, at this moment, a cold whisper sounded in everyone's ears.

"That's the Yamata no Orochi!"

Turning around, the high-level wizards trembled all over when they saw the graceful and beautiful girl, and hurriedly saluted respectfully.

"Amaterasu-sama."

Without caring about the natives' awe, Amaterasu walked in front of the crowd, looking at the wildly growing shadow of the Dharma image from afar, recalling the bad memories, and her delicate brows knotted little by little.

"He's even crazier than before..."

Hearing the girl's mumbling, the great wizards looked at each other, and the leader boldly asked.

"You know him?"

"You just said he was the Yamata no Orochi?"

"So he is our country's heroic spirit? Uh... an evil demon?"

Hearing this, Amaterasu shook her head indifferently.

"No, that is the monster of the Chinese family. The so-called Yamata no Orochi is just one of his many forms."

Looking back and seeing the confusion in the eyes of the indigenous wizards, Amaterasu shook her head helplessly.

"The cause and effect of this is very complicated. You don't need to get entangled. Just know that the guy is very dangerous."

Hearing this, the leading wizard became anxious.

Such a dangerous existence actually came into reality. Fortunately, the barrier was deployed quickly this time and did not cause too much damage.

But what about next time?

Who can guarantee that such a monster will not suddenly go crazy and wreak havoc in the city?
"Then can you destroy him?"

Hearing this, Amaterasu curled the corners of her mouth as if mocking or self-mocking.

"Destroy him?"

"He is the son of a dragon, a monster that devoured gods. Even I can only restrain him at best."

(End of this chapter)