Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

“It’s just that there’s a fork in the road ahead.”

“The gathering place of those reptiles and the place where the divine scent is leaked are not the same place.”

"Hey, how do I choose?"

Hearing this, Ming Hai Xinwu was stunned, and then narrowed his eyes.

"Those hawk-dog mystics are nothing to be afraid of. Wherever the divinity is leaked, there must be a channel to communicate with the gods. That's probably where they offer sacrifices."

"If I'm not mistaken, it's there, right?"

Nobuo Nagami pointed casually, and the big loli next to him nodded repeatedly.

"Yes! That's right. How did you know?"

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"Sure enough."

"From the beginning, I felt like there was something calling me at the end of this road. It gave me a very familiar feeling."

"I traveled abroad and defeated monsters, gods, and heroes before returning to Arakawa. This land feels like a calling to me."

"There must be something familiar there."

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"Let's go and take a look. If it's ours, take it back."

Big Loli Nobuna smiled and asked meaningfully: "What if it's not ours?"

Nobuo Narumi raised his head slightly, smiling as if it was natural.

"Then, grab it."

All around was a rusty steel jungle, with cold barbed wire and steel frames corroded by rain. Unlike the water outlet, deep underground, there was not that much water in the sewer.

After all, the extensive network of pipes completely bears the pressure of drainage. A week's rain is not enough to fill this Tokyo "underground palace" that was built at great expense.

In such a deep, desolate corner of the sewer where no one should care, there was a group of suspicious creatures crawling.

The reason why they are called "creatures" is because their bodies are slightly moving, with obvious signs of life. The reason why we use "they" is because no matter from the smooth skin with sticky mucus, the head with bumps and tumors, the webbed limbs, and the fish-like head, these things are definitely not "human".

It would be more appropriate to call them "fish people".

Suddenly, these "fish-men" stopped moving. They turned around, revealing their hideous faces covered in blood, which looked like fish, frogs, but also with a few human features.

There were still blood and flesh residues in their mouths. In the dim light of the fluorescent lights on the wall, one could see a mutilated human corpse on the ground, which had been eaten to a bloody mess.

What disturbed them while they were eating was the sudden sound of footsteps.

One big, one small, one in front, one behind.

A young man wearing a kendo uniform and holding a sword, and a big loli with a cute hairpin, walked closer and closer, ignoring the bloody scene.

"Oh, I see. It's them."

"I killed something like this a few days ago. They are not afraid of swords and knives. They are reborn when they encounter water. They are quite difficult to deal with."

"However, it seems that the extraordinary power can deal a crushing blow to them."

"I'll chop them down, and you'll help me finish them off."

Ming Hai Xinwu whispered a few words, stretched his neck, grinned, revealing some fine and sharp teeth, and his eyes were red - he looked not much kinder than the fishman.

The next second, golden blade light burst out along with a pleasant sound of sword chanting. In this dim sewer, it was like golden lightning with the force of thunder. Before the "fishmen" crawling on the ground could react, the famous sword "Haiguozu" had already kissed their necks.

He took seven steps and the sword changed four times. The extremely exquisite control made Ming Hai Xinwu not waste any energy, and he didn't even use any strength beyond the limit of human beings. Four fish-man heads with bulging eyes fell to the ground.

Then, Nobuna Narumi and her brother yelled in perfect coordination.

"Go ahead! Kaihuomaru! This is a snack!"

The hairpin on her head fell as she spoke, and kept growing in the air. With a leap, it drew an irregular curve, and the goldfish hairpin turned into a huge monster that almost filled the entire pipe.

Extremely sharp teeth, dark yellow cold eyeballs, fins as sharp as knives and axes, and a bloody mouth that is opened to the limit.

Just like a puppy begging for food, "Kaihumaru" swallowed the four fish-man heads into its stomach without hesitation, and even its scary goldfish face showed a bit of satisfaction.

After being eaten by Kaihumaru, these fishmen could never be reborn again. Their headless bodies quickly melted and turned into sticky liquid, scattering in the water.

Immediately afterwards, Kaihumaru transformed again, but he did not turn into a hairpin. Instead, his body shrank countless times and he swam happily in the puddles around him, like an old man taking a stroll to digest his food after a meal.

Narumi Nobunaga frowned and scolded, "The water here is so dirty, Kaitoramaru! If you don't wash it clean, you'll become a hairpin!"

Compared with the giant goldfish, the small goldfish looks a little cuter. Kaihuomaru shook his head and made a sound like a baby crying, with a flattering look, which made Minghai Nobuna giggle.

However, Ming Hai Shingo did not smile.

He glanced at the mutilated human corpses scattered around. There were as many as four or five with flesh and blood still hanging on their bones.

The rest of the bones were buried in the dirty sewage, like faces of dead people with their eyes open. The empty eye sockets in the skulls looked up through the water without any life, but could not see the sky.

Fifty meters underground in Tokyo, there are countless bodies of people who died unjustly.

These fish-man-like "deep divers" seem to have an extraordinary liking for human flesh and blood.

Moreover, according to the information that Nobuo Narumi heard from Uesugi Kiyoshi, they seemed to use human flesh, blood, and organs to worship their gods.

Closing his eyes, Shingo Nagisa could almost imagine that in the middle of the night, these fish-man monsters went out hunting, targeting lone humans, killing them, and dragging them to the depths of the sewer. These "prey" either became sacrifices to the gods or became bait for their own kind.

This kind of thing must have happened countless times.

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The blood color in those blood-red eyes has not faded.

Ming Hai Xinwu's originally handsome face was already filled with murderous intent. No matter how you looked at it, this expression was "violent" to the extreme.

He is angry.

“This is Arakawa”

"These are all the people of Arakawa. Their ancestors once believed in the Lord of Arakawa who could bring them good weather and a good harvest!"

"How dare you, these ignorant bastards, do such a thing in my territory, using my divine name?!!"

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"You. And the God behind you!"

"No one will survive!"

The sound of his mumbling grew louder and louder, until it finally made the circular walls of the sewer buzz, even covering up the sound of the gurgling water.

Seeing this, Nobuna Minghai was about to go up to comfort her adopted brother, but she saw him suddenly turn his head and look into the depths of the tunnel.

Those eyes that were burning with anger were tainted with a hint of crazy smile.

"Ah, there's one more."

"Looking at your appearance, you seem to be different from these idiots?"

"It doesn't matter. I'll chop you first before you talk!"

The environment here was too dim, but Nobuo Nagisa's bloodshot eyes seemed to be able to see in the darkness, staring at another figure deep in the tunnel.

If you must say, he can also be considered a "fish-man", except that his head is very anthropomorphic, and only his absurdly large eyeballs bulging out of his eye sockets make him look somewhat similar to these deep divers.

He was wearing somewhat worn clothes, his body was covered with fine scales, his hands and feet were still webbed, one hand was leaning on a crutch, and in the other hand was holding a piece of flesh that was still dripping with blood, and he looked like he was also enjoying the meal.

However, this eating party was disrupted by uninvited guests.

Ming Hai Xinwu was so furious that he refused to say anything. His figure was as ethereal as a wisp of smoke, and the powerful blade was in front of the deep diver in an instant.

Unexpectedly, the blade that was moving forward suddenly stopped. A faint blue film appeared in front of Ming Hai Shingo, somewhat reluctantly but still firmly blocking his sword momentum.

The deep diver with a very high human speed grinned silently, revealing a mouthful of jagged, sharp teeth stained with blood, and slammed the ground hard with the crutch in his hand, splashing countless water.

However, these water splashes did not scatter, but rose into the air, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, like a bow and arrow, shooting towards the vital parts of Nobuo Nagisa's body.

If Uesugi Kiyoshi were here, he might complain - finally encountered an enemy whose appearance and attack method are like a "mage". This deep diver is somewhat like the "spellcaster" in some Western fantasy settings.

He is physically weak, but has the ability to cast "magic".

That light blue film and the powerful water arrows would definitely overturn a fledgling transcendent on the spot. Without practical experience, his claws would be numbed by such a surprise attack.

Does Shingo Narumi have any combat experience?

Ah.

He didn't look panicked at all, but just smiled ferociously, exchanged glances with the ugly-looking deep diver, and uttered something that made him confused.

"You're using [water flow] against me?"

"Hahahaha!"

He laughed so hard that his whole body trembled, and waved his hand gently.

"Do you know what the Lord of Arakawa is?"

"Conquer the sea, control the huge waves, and be the master of all the water monsters in the world. Who else but me?!"

With a roar, time in the entire pipeline seemed to freeze.

All the water flows drop by drop, strand by strand, and cluster by cluster, hanging upside down in the air, gathering into waves in a strange trajectory that could not hold down Newton's coffin.

Yes, in this sewer fifty meters above the ground, a huge wave appeared out of nowhere.

The waves rolled over, cleverly avoiding the Minghai siblings, and ruthlessly swept away those light blue films and water arrows, and knocked down the deep diver with another wave.

About three or four seconds later, Shingo Narumi exhaled.

The waves scattered and turned into water flows that spread to every corner of the entire pipeline.

But the fishman who was blocking the way had disappeared without a trace.

He was smashed to pieces by a wave containing the demonic power of Lord Arakawa. Without even leaving a single word, his soul was shattered and he disappeared from the face of the earth.

Similarly, the waves washed the entire passage.

Shingo Minghai stared intently at the depths of the passage, at the graffiti-like pattern on a closed iron door in the distance, and his expression gradually changed.

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"Pillars of fire, entwined with lightning, number eight"

“This emblem.”