Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

This place is an amusement park for alien ghosts and gods, and a slaughterhouse for humans.

Seeing this scene, it was obvious that even the usually carefree Rin Kamiizumi had to stop smiling.

There was already a cold light in Liu Longren's eyes.

Human beings are such strange animals. Even though the biggest cause of death among humans comes from their own kind, when they see their own kind being slaughtered by other races, anger and a sense of justice will surge up in their stomach.

Without any communication, Uesugi Kiyoshi just sighed.

He tapped his toes lightly, a faint mirage lingered around his body, and a "flash" attack was launched in an instant.

A distance of nearly 100 meters was swept across in a breath, the two swords flashed with a breathtaking cold light, the hands raised and the swords fell, the figures turned around, as if dancing, and while the blades were spinning, several fishman heads had already slid to the ground filled with blood-red sewage.

Not only did the mirage emanating from the sword act like a deadly poison to these deep divers, the powerful healing ability they should have possessed seemed to be completely suppressed by the tiny wisps of mirage, and their entire bodies turned into a somewhat disgusting green liquid and dissolved in the water.

The closer you get, the stronger the smell of blood becomes.

"What have you done?"

"Yamamoto Yu, is that so? I'll put this on you first. The Collectibles Association failed to notice this and was negligent. Let me make up for it!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi murmured a few words in a low voice, but did not stop his forward momentum. He used the principle of "Double Sword Yin and Yang" from Niten Ichiryu and attacked from both sides. His sword came into contact with the disgusting fishman's skin, then cut into it, and finally brought out bursts of sharp wails.

Within three rounds, he was like a tiger entering a pack of wolves, chopping down countless enemies.

Compared with the scattered deep divers that Shingo Narumi encountered, the number that Uesugi Kiyoshi encountered here was much larger, which may also indicate that he found the right place.

After a brief pause, Liu Longren with a sullen face and Shangquan Lin with a serious face followed closely, each using their own methods.

The large sword, which was not easy to wield in this narrow tube, was wielded very skillfully in Kamiizumi Rin's hand. The faint sword energy that swept across the blade from time to time also shattered the body of the fishman that was beheaded by the sword.

Liu Longren seemed much more professional. His steps were graceful, like a fish playing in the water. Every time he swung the unsheathed knife in his hand, it never missed. However, the fish-man he hit was strangely stiff and fell to the ground. There was even ice on the surface of his body. He did not move a single movement and was obviously dead.

At the same time, gusts of cold wind rose out of nowhere, even causing Uesugi Kiyoto, who was swinging his sword, to look sideways.

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"Why is he different? Is this the ability of the Snow Boy?"

"Why can he use it? Why couldn't Kyoko use it in the first place?"

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Although he had some doubts in his heart, he did not slow down his sword-swinging movements.

The young dragon of the Kowloon Society, the daughter of the head of the Shinkage Ryu, and Uesugi Kiyoshi, who possesses the power of ghosts and gods and has infinite magical powers of mirage.

This combination can indeed face some weak gods and even defeat them.

These alien fishmen were only slightly stronger than mortals, and their abilities were completely suppressed by several people. How could they withstand such an attack?

After becoming aliens, their intelligence would degenerate, and their desire for killing and eating, their belief in gods and their obedience would replace their original will to think freely.

Now, they were hit by Uesugi Kiyoshi's angry attack and were immediately scattered and defeated. All that was left was the instinct to survive and resist.

Wild beasts can prey on humans, and hunters can also hunt wild beasts.

There were clearly nearly a hundred of them, densely packed in the pipes. In today's world, the "Guanyin Crowd" would be considered a regional-level disaster, but they didn't even last three minutes before they were completely wiped out.

The emerald green blood, light blue mucus, and the blood from human corpses mixed together, making the already unpleasant smell even more subtle.

Uesugi Kiyoshi was unaware of it.

He looked around and tightened his grip on the sword.

"I have avenged my murder, so please rest assured and become a Buddha."

It wasn't a prayer. He just muttered something quietly, then suddenly raised his eyes and slashed with his sword.

A small snake less than ten centimeters long, purple-red in color, with conspicuous fangs, was split into two pieces by him in mid-air.

"Oh, this reptile looks familiar."

"It seems that I am the winner?"

Chapter 221 Stealing the Body of God

"Fire Thunder God? What is that?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi and his group had just entered this underground palace-like waterway. At the same time, Ming Hai Xinnai was touching the rusty door with some confusion. There were eight horrible marks on the door that looked like they had been burned by fire, and his face was full of question marks.

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"Eight Thunder Fire Pillars, this is the emblem of the gods, just like my two fish with tails in our mouth. It is a symbol of the gods' blessing on this place."

"An emblem is something that not just anyone can afford. Human family crests and emblems of ghosts and gods are all things that mark territories and can resonate with the person. If your strength does not reach a certain level, it is useless to just draw a picture."

"Interesting. Look at what was originally drawn under this emblem."

In front of the tightly closed rusty iron door, Shingo Narumi stared at the winding, dark pattern that emitted a burnt smell, as if thinking about something.

"What was it originally drawn?"

Nobuna Minghai took a step forward and waved his hand. A stream of water rose from the ground and quickly washed away the charred rust.

Then, the big Lolita's almond-shaped eyes opened wide and she froze in disbelief.

"This this!"

"This is."

Two fish are following each other's tail, just like yin and yang, but these two fish are black. The circular pattern is lifelike, as if they are alive, as if the next second, these two fish will swim down from the iron gate!

"Yes. It's my Ouroboros."

"The only one who can engrave the emblem on Arakawa is the Lord of Arakawa."

"My Ouroboros is OK, and your Goldfish Battleship is barely OK."

"But the Eight Pillars of Fire and Thunder just now were outsiders."

"I recognize that emblem. I saw it once hundreds of years ago."

"That is the Fire Thunder God, also known as the Eight Thunder Gods. He is a subordinate of the Takamagahara Thunder God [Takemikaze]. His abilities are average, but he has some background, so he acts arrogantly. He was taught a lesson by the White Fox Son. After reincarnation this time, I also smelled the breath of the Eight Thunder Gods. That was several years ago when you were still young. On a summer night, there were lightning and thunder in Tokyo. It should be the followers of the Eight Thunder Gods preparing for the advent ceremony. Even if I was halfway across Tokyo, I could still smell the burning smell of the flames."

"As a result, the thunder lasted for half the night, and suddenly it stopped. Later, I secretly inquired and heard that there was a famous swordsman who broke into the Dream Mirror lair of the Eight Thunder Gods alone and killed the gods with his sword. Four of the eight brothers of the Eight Thunder Gods died, and the rest were seriously injured. They had no choice but to lie dormant."

"I didn't expect you to be lurking here."

"They covered my emblem with theirs and stole my divine name. I can probably guess what they were trying to do."

As he said this, Ming Hai Xinwu kicked up and hit the instep of the foot with all his strength. With a loud cracking sound, the rusty iron door suddenly dented inwards, and then like a death row prisoner on the execution ground, he fell to the ground with a thud, somewhat unwillingly.

A burnt smell even stronger than outside wafted into his nose, but Ming Hai Shingo seemed to be unaware of it.

He held the golden long sword upside down in his hand and stepped in.

Behind the iron gate is a slightly empty room, which covers a large area and is surrounded by steel pipes and barbed wire, giving it an industrial feel of thirty years ago. Opposite the gate is a water storage pit surrounded by railings, which is about fifty meters long and wide.

It was filled with muddy rainwater.

In the middle of a reservoir that is as big as two swimming pools, stands a dimly lit statue that looks like a deity in a shrine.

The air was filled with mist and the environment was dim, making it difficult to distinguish the appearance of the statue.

However, Shingo Narumi saw through it at a glance.

He was standing on a gigantic black fish, wearing a Japanese-style battle robe, with silver-white hair rising into the sky, dark green skin, golden eyes, and a smile on his lips, but the violent and noisy murderous aura inadvertently emanated from him.

He was very familiar with this face.

This is who he is.

Hundreds of years ago, he traveled through the waters of the world in this appearance, defeated countless water monsters, practiced magnificent swordsmanship in the battles, honed his unrivaled demonic power, and finally touched the threshold of God.

Finally, he returned to his homeland, protected the local water and soil, achieved enlightenment, and entered the realm of gods.

Today, his statue is placed here after many years.

And there were several unknown shadows hanging on the statue in a strange way.

Ming Hai Xinwu looked around, took a closer look, and frowned.

There were four maggot-like creatures with thunder-shaped wrinkles on their surfaces. Their bodies kept wriggling and entwined around the limbs of the statue.

Visible milky white waves continuously transferred from the statue to the maggots. Like parasites, they greedily absorbed nutrients from the host.

Ming Hai Xin Na also saw the same scene clearly.

"what is that?!"

The big loli exclaimed.

"Don't be surprised, that is the true appearance of the Fire Thunder God."

"The Kojiki once recorded that the Eight Thunder Gods were born from the corpse of Izanami. Izanami is the mother goddess in the Japanese pantheon, the daughter of the netherworld. In name, the Eight Thunder Gods are the sons of the mother goddess."

"When Izanami was burned to death by the fire god Kagutsuchi, she fell into the underworld, her body rotted, and her body was covered with maggots. Her head was entangled by a large thunderbolt, her chest was entangled by a fire thunderbolt, her abdomen was entangled by a black thunderbolt, her genitals were entangled by a demolition thunderbolt, her left hand was entangled by a white thunderbolt, her right hand was entangled by a soil thunderbolt, her left foot was entangled by a loud thunderbolt, and her right foot was entangled by a hidden thunderbolt. A total of eight thunderbolt gods were entangled around her body."

"In theory, the Eight Thunder Gods are fire and thunder energy, and their true bodies are not maggots. However, as time goes by, in people's minds, the Eight Thunder Gods are sometimes associated with maggots, and their true bodies gradually become like maggots."

"Of course. The current Eight Thunder Gods should also be sealed in the Dream Mirror. These are either the bodies they chose to descend, or the projections of divine power."

"Ha, look at what those ignorant believers are doing?"

Surrounding the water pit, nearly a hundred people in black robes were kneeling devoutly, muttering to themselves. The prayers of nearly a hundred people mixed and echoed in this empty space, converging into a strange symphony that made people feel upset and dizzy.

What is incomprehensible is that the word that appears most frequently in these prayers is "Lord Arakawa".

They are worshipping "Lord Arakawa".

"Hey, what exactly is that statue?"

In response to Nobuna Narumi's question, Nobuo Narumi shook his head and tightened the sword in his hand.

"That's not a statue of a deity. Can't you recognize it?"

"That's my body!"

"At that time, I was seriously injured and died. My soul was protected by the Lord of Hundred Ghosts and I got the chance to reincarnate, but I couldn't take my body with me."

"The body of a god won't be damaged so easily."

"For some reason, this divine body was obtained by the followers of the Eight Thunder Gods."

"As the son of Izanami, it's not surprising that the Eight Thunder Gods have some secret techniques."