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"No way..." Kurokawa Kazumi, with blood trickling from the corners of her mouth, nose, and even her eyes, looked up and smiled, saying, "Right now... I have more of my little Yuan, twice as many as yours."

"Ah... really? You have even more now, but how long do you think you can keep going like this? Won't you just explode and die? If you die from that, you might really be dead—"

......

Has it failed?

Kurokawa and Megetia sighed softly as they watched Kurokawa retreat continuously, even kneeling on the ground, his entire body undergoing constant recovery and regeneration.

She is already very strong.

I've already tried my best, it's just that... the opponents are stronger.

Given the current situation, it's impossible to win no matter how much we continue fighting.

and...

The blood returns to the bodies of Yin and Yang and Mi—

The places he walked through automatically absorbed the life-giving blood that Kurokawa Kazumi was spraying out of her body. That must be the way to restore his own life force, so there was no need to continue.

"Huh? No... wait—what is this?"

Goetia stared in disbelief at this unexpected turn of events.

Even he couldn't have imagined that things would develop in this direction, and that thing...

"what exactly is it?"

......

Chi———

Ok?

Ryougi and Miya were stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the countless black pieces of cloth emerging from their bodies: "What is this—?"

"Ugh?"

Kurokawa Kazumi was also taken aback for a moment.

What exactly happened?

I don't have that ability...?

"This is... the Way of the Demon!?"

A figure appeared in Ryougi Kazuya's mind: "This is... Aizen's Kido—?"

When exactly was it injected into my body? And this feeling, could it be a seal?

And... it hadn't failed even after all these years, and it had been lying dormant within me without me noticing, only finally activating now that my own energy had dropped to a very low level—

"Tsk—"

boom----!

"Huh?" Kurokawa Kazumi looked at the small black box, about the size of her palm, and coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood. Despite the pain all over her body, she touched it and asked, "Brother?"

Is it... sealed away?

what is the problem?

Goetia's magic?

“No…it’s not mine.” Goetia’s equally puzzled voice came through: “It was probably left over from the battle with someone before. It’s a seal that activates when he’s in a weakened state…Ryougi Kazumi should still be very strong, but he should be in a very weak state by now. Anyway, let’s reinforce the seal first.”

The transfer of the spirit particle appeared beside Kurokawa Kazumi. Goetia appeared and said, "I will take this back to the Temple of Time to reinforce the seal. If we use the entire Temple of Time to suppress it, we should be able to suppress it."

"ah----!!"

"Hmm—? What's this?" Just as Goetia picked up the box containing the seals of Ryougi and Mi, he saw a figure wielding a blade rushing towards him from the sky.

"Put it down!"

"Ryougi Shiki—!" Goetia stretched out her hand, and the next moment, her hand turned into countless fragments.

Blood foam drifted into the air.

Time seemed to stand still.

Blood foam scattered in the air, strands of hair fluttering slightly, and... a pair of pupils gleaming with blue light, filled with murderous intent.

Seeing Ryougi Shiki suddenly close to her side, slashing at her other hand.

Goetia immediately prepared to initiate a spirit transfer to take this thing away.

brush--

pat-

"Phew..." Goetia returned to the Grand Temple of Time, looking at her restored left hand and letting out a sigh of relief: "She really is... a killing machine. Fighting her outside the Temple of Time is too disadvantageous."

Ok?

No... wait—where's the box?

Lost?

But... when was that?

Suddenly he remembered that something seemed to have popped out of the box and been knocked out of his hand. But because he was about to receive Ryougi Shiki's sword, he didn't pay attention to it for the moment.

result...

"Did it fail?"

This time, it was a complete failure.

......

Covering the blood at the corner of her mouth, Kurokawa Kazumi backed away, took the box, and ran away. Seeing Ryougi Shiki chasing after her, she didn't have the energy to cover the blood at the corner of her mouth anymore.

Every nerve in my body was trembling.

Intense pain.

but--

We absolutely cannot hand this over. This time, the ability to seal Ryougi and Mika was completely accidental. We don't know which kind person activated the seal.

However—such an opportunity will not come twice, and we absolutely cannot give up this one!

"Let him go—"

Ryougi Shiki frowned and said, "Didn't you hear me tell you to let him go—"

"Ah... I'm sorry." Kurokawa Kazumi said without turning her head, "It's impossible. I can't teach you what my brother does; that would truly be the end..."

"Yeah..."

Ryougi sighed and said, "I didn't want to get involved in this, but... I can't control it now."

"Solution—"

Chapter 1163 Infiltration

"Solution—"

boom----!

He felt the immense spiritual pressure suddenly emanating from behind him.

Kurokawa and Mi both paused for a moment.

The immense, unrestrained spiritual pressure slowed her down, while Ryougi Shiki herself accelerated—

"Live in the face of death!!"

At the same time, a mask appeared on Ryougi Shiki's face.

Blur!

The spiritual pressure increased exponentially, instantly closing the distance between the two.

"If you don't want to stay, then leave your arm behind too—"

Slash—

but...

What exactly is going on?

It's clearly a sword, isn't it?

But is this just my eyes playing tricks on me?

My hand...my hand is broken?

"Tsk—"

I can't stay anymore.

Both of them are very strong, but—

In just one or two breaths, half of the severed arm had already grown back, many times faster than before. Is this... the reason for this enormous life force?

only--

"there--!"

Seeing the black box lying at her feet, Kurokawa Kazumi immediately kicked it aside and turned to run away in the opposite direction.

Right now, my whole body is in pain.

Although abilities such as strength, speed, and regeneration have increased.

But because of the pain, my judgment, concentration, and reaction time all decreased, which is probably why I couldn't defend myself against that sword. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, I might have been able to block it...

but--

This current state of mental confusion is almost like being in a dream, and my judgments are unclear. I must get out of this state as soon as possible.

"Hmm—this is...the spiritual pressure has decreased? They're not chasing after us...Phew...Looks like I can breathe a sigh of relief."