Zongman: The post-2D era

Beside her, Feng Feng held a long sword, the tip of the sword lightly touching the ground, emitting a faint blue light. He stood side by side with Erina, with an imposing manner.

Sakura Matou gently stroked a small talisman, which glowed slightly and seemed to contain an ancient and mysterious power.

The three of them worked in perfect harmony. They took a deep breath and locked their eyes on the portal leading to unknown challenges, ready to take the first step and embark on the journey to conquer the Yamata no Orochi.

Nakiri Erina opened her red lips, chanted an ancient spell, and her hands flew nimbly. In an instant, the air around her seemed to be filled with the rich aroma of wine.

She uses the exotic flowers and fruits on campus as raw materials, and combines them with her own ultimate understanding of food ingredients. A crystal clear, colorful wine slowly takes shape in her palm.

The aroma of wine drifted with the wind, penetrating the boundary of the void, as if it could awaken the sleeping beast. At the same time, Feng Feng and Matou Sakura were ready to go, swords flashing like dragons, waiting for the wine to take effect. When the Yamata no Orochi fell drunk, it was time for them to behead him. The swords crossed and the light was cold, vowing to tame the mythical beast under their swords.

As Erina Nakiri's glittering wine poured onto the ground, a strange aroma quickly spread, penetrating the shackles of space and striking the abyss where the Yamata no Orochi was sleeping.

The giant snake slowly woke up in the intoxicating fragrance. Its huge body twisted, causing gusts of wind, and its eyes flashed with a mixture of confusion and anger.

Seeing this, Feng Feng and Matou Sakura jumped up at the same time in tacit understanding. The sword lights were like two silver lightnings, pointing directly at the giant of the Yamata no Orochi.

However, when the sword was about to touch the head covered with hard scales, an ancient and powerful force suddenly rebounded, and the sword light was actually slightly deflected.

The Yamata-no-Orochi let out a deafening roar, and three of its heads were precisely chopped off, blood gushing out, while the remaining five heads were still swaying angrily, with an unyielding light flashing in their eyes, as if mocking their powerlessness.

Feng Feng and Matou Sakura paused, tapped the ground with the tips of their swords to steady themselves, and a solemn look appeared on their faces.

"We failed this time, let's restart!"

Feng Feng recalled the feeling of that station, his fingers together as if grasping a world.

The world seemed to be fading away, and time miraculously returned to its beginning.

Nakiri Erina's beautiful brows were tightly furrowed, with a feeling of self-blame flowing in her eyes. The unfinished glass of wine slowly dissipated in her palm like a shattered dream.

Feng Feng and Matou Sakura looked at each other, and their eyes fell on the slightly chipped weapons in their hands at the same time.

The blade of Feng Feng's long sword curled slightly, and the blue light dimmed; the edge of Matou Sakura's talisman had also cracked, and the light flickered. The gaps on the sword and the talisman cast long shadows in the morning light, just like the unfinished regrets in their hearts.

The wind seemed to freeze at this moment, leaving only the heavy breathing of the three people and the faint roar of the Yamata no Orochi in the distance. A suffocating sense of tension filled the air.

Nakiri Erina clenched her teeth, with an unyielding light flashing in her eyes. She waved her hands again, and as her fingertips flew, the magical flowers and fruits on the campus seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, turning into specks of light that gathered on her palms.

This time, she poured more effort and will into it. The wine quickly solidified in her hands, the color became deeper, and the aroma was so rich that it almost materialized, as if it could intoxicate people and capture their hearts.

Feng Feng and Matou Sakura held the broken weapons in their hands tightly, their eyes determined.

Feng Feng swung his sword, and the tip of the sword cut through the air, bringing with it a sharp gust of wind, and pointed directly at the huge body of the Yamata no Orochi;

Matou Sakura leaped lightly, the talisman jumped on her fingertips, releasing a dazzling light, and hit the tail of the snake directly. One attack on the head, one attack on the tail,

The two cooperated seamlessly, the sword light and the talisman light intertwined into a gorgeous battle picture, vowing to completely conquer the giant beast.

The moonlight was as bright as a mirror, spreading across the quiet campus of Totsuki Academy, covering the night with a layer of silver gauze.

Erina Nakiri, Feng Feng and Sakura Matou slowly walked out of the portal that was flashing with strange light. Their figures were elongated under the moonlight, looking tired but determined.

Erina's hair fluttered in the wind, and the moonlight outlined a soft contour on her face. Her eyes were still bright, but they could not hide a hint of loss in them.

She held the empty wine glass tightly in her hand. There was still a hint of wine aroma on the rim of the glass, as if it was still telling of the battle just now.

Feng Feng's long sword was slung across his waist, and the tip of the sword lightly touched the ground, making a slight sound that was particularly clear in the quiet night.

His eyes were determined as he looked into the distance, as if he was thinking about his next attack strategy.

"Either add people, or take out the Hayanagi sword from the tail of the Yamata no Orochi according to the myth."

"I'm going to find someone."

Erina Nakiri turned around, the moonlight outlining her resolute back. She took firm steps, step by step away from Feng Feng and Matou Sakura.

On the campus path, petals danced in the wind, as if bidding farewell to the Queen of Totsuki. Her figure gradually faded away, her silver hair gleaming in the night, like a star falling into the mortal world.

Feng Feng and Matou Sakura watched her leave, feeling mixed emotions. Matou Sakura said softly, "Can Erina... really find help?"

Feng Feng looked deeply in the direction where Erina disappeared, and shook his head slowly: "I don't know, but we all saw her determination. I just hope that we can have a better result this time."

The two were silent for a moment, then turned and left, their backs lengthened in the moonlight, leaving behind an unfinished legend echoing in the night.

Under the moonlight, Feng Feng and Matou Sakura walked side by side on the campus path. The night breeze blew gently, carrying a faint scent of flowers.

Matou Sakura finally couldn't help but be curious and asked softly, "Feng Feng, how did you do that move...restart? It feels like time has gone backwards."

Feng Feng stopped and looked up at the starry sky, with a mysterious light flashing in his eyes. He slowly stretched out his hand, as if to touch the distant moon, and his voice was low and magnetic:

"The moment I walked out of the station, I seemed to see through the essence of the world. Everything became illusory. It felt like the whole world was just a bubble, and I had the power to weave the bubble again."

Feng Feng was pestered by Matou Sakura to teach him the trick to start over. She said that she also came out of the station, but she couldn't feel the feeling that the world is just a bubble.

Chapter 968 The Knife Left Behind by Darkness

Monday, February 22

On the campus network, the Food Wars Contest is being held, and the countdown to the five-day deadline for the unblocking of the Yamata no Orochi is getting shorter by the second.

The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds, dappling onto the campus of Totsuki Academy.

Under the sunshine, Queen Nakiri Erina of Totsuki was dressed in a gorgeous school uniform, her golden hair swaying gently in the breeze, and her eyes were firm and courageous.

Feng Feng, who was standing aside, was wearing a simple chef's uniform, with an unyielding light in his eyes.

The two of them entered the teleportation array side by side and stepped into the forgotten desert of the dark culinary world. Under their feet was soft yellow sand and in the distance were endless dark mountains that seemed to have swallowed up all the light.

The desert was dotted with skeletal dead trees, with the occasional cries of crows breaking the silence, and the air was filled with a depressing and mysterious atmosphere.

Erina and Fengfeng moved forward cautiously, looking around vigilantly, searching for helpers who might be hiding in the shadows. Their figures lengthened in the afterglow of the setting sun, appearing particularly lonely and determined.

The sun was high in the sky, and the sand was jumping in the heat waves, flashing dazzling light.

Queen Nakiri Erina of Totsuki licked her cracked lips, and a hint of unyieldingness flashed in her golden eyes.

Feng Feng clenched his fists, sweat dripping down his resolute chin and blending into the hot yellow sand. All around him was the endless silence, and the occasional roar of strange beasts in the distance, which made people feel cold.

They took a short rest beside an abandoned pile of bones. Feng Feng took out the remaining half pot of water from his backpack. The two of them took turns sipping, cherishing this rare rain.

"Let's go, I hope we can find help."

Their eyes became firm again, they stood up, and continued to step into the vast desert, taking heavy steps towards the direction of the mechanical city where the unknown and hope coexist.

Just as the sunset was about to sink into the horizon, the view in front of Queen Nakiri Erina and Feng Feng suddenly became clear, and a ruin came into view.

Among the ruins, ancient stone pillars are half buried in the sand, with vague totems carved on them, which seem to tell the glory and vicissitudes of the past.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on these ruins, giving this dead place a faint golden glow.

The wind blew, causing the sand and dust in the ruins to dance gently, as if time was flowing slowly here.

Erina and Fengfeng looked at each other, with surprise and curiosity in their eyes. They stepped into the ruins carefully, and every step was on the dust of history.

Queen Nakiri Erina and Feng Feng shuttled between the ruins, with broken stones and rotten wooden beams under their feet. Every step was accompanied by a slight cracking sound, like the whisper of history.

The last rays of sunset shone on a metal plate half-buried in the sand, on which were engraved the words "Mechanical Heart". Although the handwriting was mottled, it still revealed its former glory.

Some broken mechanical parts are scattered around, rusted by wind and sand, as if telling the miracle of the fusion of high technology and culinary art in the past.

A gust of wind blew by, causing some tiny metal fragments to rotate gently, as if time stopped here and then flowed quietly.

Stepping into the core of the Mechanical City, an ancient and solemn church comes into view. Dim light shines through the broken stained glass windows, illuminating the ground in patches.

The church was empty except for a lonely long kitchen knife in the center. Made entirely of an unknown metal, it emitted a faint cold light, as if it contained endless stories and power.

The handle of the knife was carved with intricate patterns, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a pattern that echoed the totem of Totsuki Academy.

Erina approached slowly, the sharpness of the kitchen knife reflected in her golden eyes. She stretched out her hand and lightly touched the cold blade with her fingertips. An inexplicable tremor spread from her fingertips throughout her body, as if resonating with some long-lost memory.

"Can you kill the Yamata no Orochi with this sword?"

Taking the long chef's knife handed to him by Erina, Feng Feng felt a heavy sense of history weighing on his heart.

He carefully looked at this kitchen utensil that had witnessed countless years of vicissitudes. The cold light on the blade flickered in the dim light, as if telling the glory of past heroes.

The two walked slowly along the mottled walls of the church, each step stepping on the dust of history.

All around, the broken stained glass windows are like fragments of time, each piece reflecting a different past.

In the interweaving of light and shadow, the figures of the two were stretched out, as if they had traveled through time and space, returning to the glorious era when cuisine and art were intertwined.

Queen Nakiri Erina of Totsuki and Feng Feng slowly walked out of the ancient church. The ruins of the mechanical city gradually disappeared behind them, and the afterglow of the setting sun stretched their shadows out.

Above the ruins, the wind and sand swept in again, as if to erase all traces of their presence.

Erina's golden hair fluttered gently in the wind. There was reluctance and relief in her eyes. Looking back at the church that had witnessed countless legends, an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart.

Feng Feng tightly grasped the long kitchen knife, and the tip of the knife gently scratched the ground, leaving a series of shallow marks, as if it was their last connection with this era.

The two men set out on their journey home side by side, their figures gradually blurred in the wind and sand, leaving only a series of firm footprints, telling of their immortal legend.

The afterglow of the setting sun fills every corner of Totsuki Academy, covering the ancient campus with a layer of golden veil.

In front of the teleportation array, Erina Nakiri and Feng Feng stood side by side, their figures lengthened in the setting sun, interweaving a warm yet slightly sad picture.

Erina gently smoothed her golden hair that was messed up by the wind and sand, her eyes sparkling with joy of returning and anticipation for the future.

She tilted her head slightly and looked at Feng Feng beside her, with a gentle smile on her lips: "This adventure is really unforgettable."

Feng Feng nodded, his eyes firm, the long kitchen knife in his hand gleaming with a faint luster in the sun, he said softly: "Yes, I look forward to our next adventure."

After saying that, the two smiled at each other, then turned around and started their respective journeys home.

The moonlight poured down like water on the shrine of the Yamata no Orochi, covering the ancient building with a layer of silver gauze.

Feng Feng stood in the center of the shrine, the long kitchen knife in his hand gleaming coldly under the moonlight. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and concentrated, as if he was talking to the soul in the knife.

As a breeze blew by, Feng Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his figure danced like a ghost, and the long chef's knife drew silver tracks in the air. Each strike contained endless power and precision.

Under the moonlight, his figure and the sword light intertwined like a moving painting, showing his ultimate pursuit of culinary art and profound understanding of combat skills.

Every time he swung the knife, it seemed like he was declaring a challenge to the Yamata no Orochi, and that long kitchen knife was the source of his confidence.

Chapter 969 Kusanagi Sword

Tuesday, February 23

On the campus network, the Food Wars Contest is being held, and the countdown to the four-day deadline for the unblocking of the Yamata no Orochi is getting shorter by the second.

Queen Nakiri Erina of Totsuki was wearing a gorgeous chef's uniform and had a firm look in her eyes as she stood side by side with Feng Feng.

In front of them, the Yamata no Orochi was hovering in the air, its huge body entangled with ancient sealing runes, and the Kusanagi sword with a cold glow at its tail was looming.