My clone invades all realms

Roya had no interest in saving people; he was simply pursuing his own goals.

Its perception, far exceeding that of ordinary people, is rapidly pinpointing the location of the next battlefield.

All the evil spirits in this mountain.

Luo Ya is going to take them all.

Another scream rang out, and his speed increased again, the wind whistling into his ears.

Rushing up a small slope, they saw two teenagers below being attacked by three ghosts, in a dangerous situation.

Without saying a word, Luo Ya jumped off the slope.

"tidal!"

His body spun in mid-air, and the blade light, like a rising tide, instantly swept over the three ghosts below.

Three heads flew up at the same time.

Luo Ya landed without looking at the two terrified teenagers, then darted off again with a light touch of his toes.

The login device's energy bar has increased by three more bars.

This feeling is just amazing.

"Roya! Wait for me!" Makomo tried her best to follow behind. She had no idea why Roya had suddenly become so crazy.

Roya showed no sign of stopping.

It was just dawn.

Luo Ya clicked his tongue in disappointment.

The sunlight shone down and fell on Roya.

For the evil spirits, sunlight is their natural enemy; it will no longer appear during the day, thus ending Roya's idea of ​​continuing to fight monsters.

Makomo followed from behind and said, "Aya-kun, let's find a place to rest."

Makomo looked at the morning light shining on the wisteria mountain, which was tinged with a purplish-red hue.

...

Luo Ya leaned against the tree with his eyes closed.

He was still recalling the process of using swordsmanship in his mind.

Each use of the device is an improvement for Roya, coupled with the insights gained in his heart.

When Roya uses the Wave Sword Technique, he is actually only imitating the form and has not grasped the core of it at all.

He can only be considered a swordsman who uses a knife.

Here, Roya really wanted to complain: why call someone who uses a knife a swordsman?

"If only there were a world that could enhance one's comprehension."

Luo Ya looked at the login panel in front of him.

He hasn't figured it out yet, but he knows one way to log into other worlds.

Originally, there was no way to conduct research because there was no energy available.

He didn't even know how this thing ended up inside his body.

"Aya-kun, it's getting dark." Makomo finished the last bite of her rice ball, a grain of rice still clinging to the corner of her mouth.

Luo Ya pointed to the corner of his mouth.

"What?" Makomo's face turned red.

"There are grains of rice on the corner of your mouth," Luo Ya pointed out.

"Huh!?" Makomo lowered her head in disappointment and wiped the rice grains from the corner of her mouth.

Luo Ya turned to look at the darkness, a grin spreading across his face.

"The hunt has begun."

He jumped forward, and Makomo hurriedly followed behind him.

Night swallowed their figures.

...

"Waves!"

Roya's knife swiftly sliced ​​through the ghost's head, sending it flying high into the air.

Makomo looked at the evil spirit that had turned into black ash.

Since entering Wisteria Mountain, Makomo has not had a chance to make a move.

However, Makomo looked at Roya with a gentle smile on her face.

It was simply that Roya's face was too attractive to a little girl like her.

"Twenty-five percent." He glanced at the progress bar. He had killed quite a few tonight, but the progress bar wasn't increasing very quickly.

Although a method was found, the energy provided by a single ghost was not much.

I wonder if killing a stronger demon would grant me even more power.

"Walk!"

He ran forward quickly; all the ghosts around him had already been killed.

There were originally many ghosts here, and they were the main force that surrounded and killed these novice demon-slaying swordsmen.

As trial participants, these demon-slaying swordsmen need not to fight, but to escape the demons' hunt.

Of course, for the powerful, it is they who hunt demons.

The moon hung high in the sky, and its bright light fell like a layer of silver sand.

"Another disciple of Urokodaki? That fox mask is such an eyesore!"

"Huff huff"

With heavy breathing, a huge figure slowly emerged from the trees that were blocking the way, bathed in moonlight.

Under the moonlight, the pale skin was illuminated, and countless arms grew on its body.

"The Hand Demon?" Roya turned to the side, holding a long sword in his hand, and looked at the Hand Demon in front of him.

"You know me?" Hand Ghost looked at Roya with a scrutinizing gaze.

"A disciple of Urokodaki."

Luo Ya grasped the fox mask on his forehead with his left hand and slowly pulled it down to cover his face.

"That's right, I've come to get revenge on you."

"Hahaha." Hand Demon laughed loudly, "I killed twelve of Urokodaki's disciples, and you are the thirteenth."

With a thud, Luo Ya stomped his foot and his body shot towards the Hand Ghost like an arrow, the wind whistling past his ears.

The air in front of him split rapidly, and the arms on the Hand Demon grew rapidly, with countless arms rushing towards Roya.

The first arm quickly reached out to grab Roya.

"Waves!" Roya's longsword fiercely severed the opponent's arm, but four more arms came from the front, one above the other and one to the left and right.

Roya's blade became even more ferocious, rapidly slicing through the four arms. Roya then flipped and leaped, stepping on the opponent's fifth arm as he rapidly approached the Hand Demon's brain.

"it's over."

"Water Breathing!"

Mist slowly rose from the corners of Roya's mouth, and his muscles bulged.

"Second Form!"

"Waves!!"

The knife was aimed at the large clump of arms around the opponent's neck.

"when!!"

A metallic clanging sound rang out.

Roya stared in astonishment at the broken blade flying through the air.

"Hahaha, your knife can't take it anymore!" Hand Ghost laughed loudly, throwing a punch at Roya.

The last one died in the same way.

The force of the punch was soaring, as if creating a sonic boom.

The fist in front of me grew larger and larger.

Luo Ya is currently in mid-air, his knife broken, and he has no chance to resist.

just.

"Bang!"

Roya's fist clashed head-on with his opponent's.

The two fists collided, producing a loud impact sound.

As a result, the Hand Ghost's figure flew backward.

"What?" The Hand Ghost looked astonished as it slammed into a large tree, knocking it down.

Due to the reaction force, Roya's body flew backward, but he adjusted his body in mid-air and landed lightly on the ground.

Dance music.

Hand Ghost stood up, swaying as he looked at Roya.

Roya threw the broken sword aside and glared angrily at the Hand Demon.

"Do you even realize that interrupting my Nichirin Blade makes it incredibly difficult for me to slay demons next?!"

Ghost·Hand Ghost:….

Shouldn't the ghost apologize?

wrong.

"You're asking for death!!!" Hand Ghost roared as he charged toward Roya.

"If you're not satisfied with my knife, I also know a little bit of hand-to-hand combat."

With a stomp of his foot, Luo Ya leaped high into the air, his figure hanging upside down in the moonlight, arms outstretched.

He narrowly avoided the opponent's punch.

He stepped on the other person's growing arm and leaped over him.

Like a sprite dancing on a wild beast.

Dance music.