Mikasa gripped her sword tightly: "What are all these?"

Even the emotionally detached Kusuo Saiki was somewhat angry at this moment: "Those are souls."

He had seen the soul through Reita Toritsuka.

The souls that died were all peaceful, at most repeating the obsessions of their past lives.

But it's hard to imagine what those millions of souls, screaming in agony, are going through.

The Holy Emperor: "This person... has killed many people."

Wei Ming nodded: "I could feel his evil from afar."

"However, this power is purely the power of wronged souls. If we don't intervene and let it continue, all the humans on the surface will be refined by it."

"Your performance is over, now go to hell."

Weiming gently squeezed his palm.

"Hehehe...Gah!"

Just a second ago, Mima Tentori was laughing wildly in the sky, but now it felt like she had something stuck in her throat.

His face turned deathly pale.

His body suddenly stiffened, and the smile on his lips froze at that moment, as if time had stopped.

Mima Tentori's fate was sealed by the throat.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

A foul-smelling scream came from his mouth.

An airflow entered his body through his mouth, nose, and ears.

Tennori Mima began to inflate like an inflated balloon.

Followed by.

Boom!

Tennori Mima exploded.

It was fried into pieces of blood and flesh.

But its flesh and blood failed to spill onto the earth.

The wronged souls that emerged from the Soul Refining Banner were like vicious dogs that had found food, devouring its blood, flesh, and bones.

"..."

Nameless and Extinguisher watched this scene in a daze, but no one stopped them.

There was disappointment in both Amatori Mima and the fact that Amatori Mima was already dead.

"How is this possible?!" Kuchiki Kurusu's body trembled.

The demonic cultivator who had mastered the Soul Refining Banner exploded and died instantly, without even a chance to resist.

He knew that these people were the ultimate ironclad!

pat!

The vengeful spirits that had devoured the flesh and blood of the Heavenly Bird and the Beautiful Horse roamed the sky, and the out-of-control Soul Refining Banner fell in front of Jiu Zhilai.

Wei Ming narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile, "Would you like to give me a performance?"

Kujirasu's eyes twitched, and he patted his head, looking troubled and confused.

Seemingly regaining her senses, she immediately asked the stunned Yomogawa Ayame with concern, "Ayame-sama, are you alright?"

"Huh?" Mikasa and Vivi blinked in confusion.

What's going on? This person doesn't seem to be a demonic cultivator.

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The Holy Emperor remained calm.

She now trusts Weiming unconditionally and will not have any doubts.

Kusuo Saiki's eyes flickered.

Telepathy has already heard his thoughts.

"I must pretend! Only in this way can I survive! From this moment on, I am Kujirasu!"

"Oh ho."

Wei Ming didn't need to guess what he was thinking.

This guy is quite shrewd, it's just a pity he ran into them.

She didn't expose him, but crossed her arms, a glint in her eyes, and quietly watched his performance.

Kuchiki didn't notice that Ayame's body trembled.

He stood up, stared directly at the group, drew his katana, and shouted at them, "Who are you? Why did you kidnap Lady Ayame? And did you use sorcery here?"

If Weiming doesn't speak, no one else will respond.

When Jiuzhi came to Qixi, he asked but no one answered.

"Lady Ayame, please come with me back to the Kabaneri Castle immediately!"

Once we get there…

He reached out and tried to pull the four-sided sweet flag.

To his surprise, Acorus calamus retreated in panic.

Only when he bumped into Weiming did his fearful heart feel a little safer.

Kuchiki's heart skipped a beat, but he forced a smile: "Lady Ayame, what are you doing? We need to go back to Kabaneri Castle. Only there is it safe."

Tears welled in Ayame's eyes as she pointed a trembling finger at him: "You're not Kurusu! Who are you?"

Upon hearing this, Kuchikiru immediately became anxious: "I am Kuchikiru, Lord Ayame's guard! Please look carefully!"

He was flustered: "If you don't believe me, ask me. I can answer any question."

But his behavior did not earn Changpu's trust at all, and instead made her even more sad.

Weiming had already shown her everything from 707's memories.

What I see before me is nothing but a monster disguised in the skin of a Kurusu.

clap clap clap!

Wei Ming clapped his hands with a big smile and praised, "Not bad acting."

He placed his hands on Ayame's shoulders, bent down, and leaned in to ask softly, "Miss, what do you think should be done with him?"

A warm, reassuring breath brushed against her cheek, and Ayame trembled, her voice quivering as she said, "My lord... could you grant him peace...?"

"no problem."

Wei Ming smiled slightly and pointed at Jiu Zhilai: "I will let him die peacefully and naturally."

Upon seeing the unknown action, the fearful Kuchikiri cried out in terror, "No! Lady Ayame, it's me, Kuchikiri!"

He thought he would explode like Mima Amatori.

In fact.

This did not happen.

"Am I okay?"

Jiuzhi looked back and forth at his body, but there was no change at all.

He thought he had been let off the hook, but he was wrong.

"Wait! My body!"

What did Kuchirai discover?

His skin was turning yellow and dull.

Gradually, wrinkles began to appear.

This shouldn't happen!

His body is a very young body.

How could there be so many wrinkles?

By the time he realized what was happening, his body had already aged rapidly.

From everyone's perspective.

In just a few seconds.

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