Traveled through time at the same time, but both clones were beautiful girls

The leaky coral originated from humankind's fear of the earth and volcanoes.

Hanago was born from humanity's wariness and fear of the forest.

The crimson cursed spirit that is about to take shape before us was born from humanity's fear of war and slaughter!

If it grows up, it will surely name itself "War Knight," symbolizing one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse in the biblical story.

"Perhaps we should add a few more levels above the Special Grade..."

She muttered to herself, and suddenly, without warning, placed her hand on the cursed fetus!

Huang Quan effortlessly crushed the nascent cursed spirit's will and the enormous cursed embryo, which gradually condensed into a blood-red ball of light under her hands.

The cursed fetus has been stripped of its own spirituality.

Only the most primal instinct remains—war!

Most of the cursed spirits born in the world of sorcery lack intelligence. They are inherently opposed to humans and will not cooperate with humans depending on the situation. Therefore, keeping them around will only take away the benefits of Isayama Yomi.

In the past, Huang Quan would kill anyone he saw, or turn them into shikigami.

but.

Since Adam modified the N Realm, these cursed spirits have had a new place to go: to be stuffed into the N Realm.

They can absorb the negative emotions of humans in that world during their dreams, grow rapidly, and eventually fight and devour each other.

Perhaps this will allow us to cultivate a few powerful cursed spirits for future use.

Adam had only made a casual move, but he never expected it to come in handy so quickly.

Huang Quan threw this cursed fetus, now only possessing instincts, into another world, Sakayanagi Arisu.

Is there any environment more suitable for its growth than a world war?

After doing all that, the girl pulled a Pokey from her snack bag, remembering what Alice had told her earlier.

"My true self secretly gave me a surprise? What surprise?"

Less than a day.

Isayama Yomi figured out what the gift was.

A strange change is taking place in the world of sorcery.

The existence of spirits and sorcerers, hidden by Tianyuan for thousands of years, is gradually becoming known to a wider range of humans.

People never imagined that such an ancient profession existed in the world.

So people from all over the world began to do archaeology, wanting to know if their own countries and peoples also had similar secret professions.

And just in the last two days, the Japanese sorcery community has unearthed something new.

Five hundred years ago, a great swordsman named Yoriichi Tsugikuni created the Sun Breathing Technique, which contained the power of the sun. He had no bloodline as a sorcerer, nor had he awakened any sorcery. He only relied on his self-created breathing technique to refine reversed sorcery power. With each breath, he could intimidate hundreds of demons, and with each sword move, he could repel cursed spirits!

Huang Quan twitched the corner of his mouth: "Yoichi Tsugikuni...breathing techniques? That's quite a surprise!"

[In the long five hundred years following Yoriichi, outstanding swordsmen continued to inherit his breathing techniques, branching out into different breathing styles such as water, fire, lightning, and rock, and constantly introducing sword styles with more distinct characteristics...]

They were known as the Cursed Swordsmen!

The Yellow Springs of Isayama are a bit difficult to hold back.

They call themselves the Demon Slayer Corps, hiding in the shadows of history for generations, even more discreet than those sorcerers who pass down their skills through families. In corners unknown to the world, they slay cursed spirits and evil sorcerers, silently protecting the human world... Now, amidst the changing tides of history, they have finally revealed just the tip of the iceberg!

We were fortunate enough to interview a Demon Slayer Corps member who is currently undergoing special training...

Isayama Yomi remained expressionless.

She saw that the kid with the iron head was enthusiastically explaining things in the video, like "Heavenly Curse - Mark," "Special Cursed Tool - Nichirin Blade," and "Simple Domain - Transparent World"...

“How interesting!”

"This world is changing so fast, I can hardly keep up!"

Sensing that the Yang aspect had been greatly enhanced, Isayama Yomi's lips curled into a bloody yet joyful smile.

Her fighting spirit was ignited.

He was also aroused sexually.

After discovering that his chest was unknowingly wet, Huang Quan grinned and entered the world of everyday anime.

Adam is watching cartoons with Shinku and the other cute kids.

"The Underworld?"

"elbow!"

"what?"

"Come inside with me!"

Adam was pulled away by the excited Yellow Springs.

Time flew by, and soon it was evening of the second day, but they remained in their room.

"Tsk, might as well just squeeze the pervert's true form to death!"

Shinku was cursing and swearing.))))

Chapter 51 Kids, this is ice cream!

After dinner, Shinku watched the third-rate animated film "Kuku Detective" with her younger sisters.

She thought the animation was great and recommended it to three other versions of herself, only to be met with unanimous eye-rolls.

This kind of crudely made, bizarrely plotted artwork is still a bit too advanced for me right now!

Sakayanagi Arisu speaks tactfully.

Garbage, ugly!

—Isayama Yomi, a woman with a straightforward personality.

I feel it's not as good as watching My Little Pony...

—Adam, who enjoys putting others down.

"Hmph, three tasteless bastards! How could they possibly understand Detective Kuku's charm?"

Zhenhong absolutely does not believe that there is anything wrong with her taste.

On the contrary, she believes that not appreciating "Detective Kuku" and not appreciating shrimp head style lipsticks makes her seriously out of touch with the times.

If things continue like this, they will eventually become old things abandoned by the tide of the times.

Suddenly, she glanced sideways at the second floor.

From the room on the second floor, a defiant battle cry, unique to Isayama Yomi, drifted down; it seemed they had deliberately opened the door.

"?"

The animated scene on the television screen froze.

Then, the undisguised battle cries came down from above, each one higher and more mournful than the last.

Hinaichigo and Setsuna exchanged a glance.

What's that sound?

Finally, Zhenhong lost her temper and yelled angrily, "Can't you two shameless bastards go back to your space? Don't corrupt the children!!"

Then, the noise disappeared completely.

Hinaichigo asked curiously, "Kagura, are they raising pigs upstairs? I heard a 'whoosh' sound."

Kagura Tsuchimiya's face was flushed. Stared at by the two innocent Rose Maidens, she could only stammer.

"That's...that's a pet pig."

I'm sorry, Sister Huangquan!

Upon hearing this, Zhen Hong smiled in agreement: "It is indeed a black, crispy roasted pig, ignore it."

In this regard, the innocent and naive Hinaichigo looked completely at ease: "That pet pig is being disobedient, isn't it? I think I just heard the cracking of a whip. Every time it was cracked, the pig squealed."

Shinku continued to laugh: "Yes, Hina is right!"

Seeing Kagura's shy expression and then looking at Red Rose's mocking face, Xuehua Qijing seemed to be deep in thought.

She suddenly climbed over from the sofa.

Despite Hinaichigo's warning look, Setsuna Kirishima took over Shinku's embrace.

"Xiao Qi?"

The pure white rose girl nestled in her favorite older sister's arms, her small body squirming and twisting, before she reached down in confusion to grab something.

"Xiao Qi, what are you doing?"

"That's really strange. Sister Red Rose and Brother are clearly the same person, but this part isn't perky."

"Different physiological structures—wait a minute!"

Red's eyes widened: "You mean, when that bastard Adam hugged you, he got an erection?"

"Yes, my brother really likes to hug me from behind."

Shinku's cheeks puffed up with rage, and she gritted her teeth: "That beast!"

She has decided that once Adam returns from the Main God Space, she will have a serious talk with him!

What kind of older brother is he!

Suddenly, she received a telepathic message from Adam.

"My dearest Shinku, save me! A whole day and night! Do you know what I've been through all this time?!"

"?"

You seem to be having a good time.

"That woman, Izayama Yomi, cosplays all the black-haired, straight-haired anime characters I know. Is her 'Inaction Transformation' just for disguise?!"

"...Who is she cosplaying now?"

"Raiden Mei's Lightning Form"

"Did she still use the electric toy?"

"No, but she's still twisting! Still twisting! She's already spinning at 800 miles per hour and she's still twisting! Like a monster!"

"..."

"My back and waist are killing me, I feel like she's draining me dry! Help!!"

Zhen Hong looked suspicious.

real or fake?

Will the body of the supreme god be drained dry?

But before she could think it through, Adam pleaded in his mind, "Sister Zhenhong, please put on pure white stockings and massage my back."

"Hmph, pervert."

The noble and flawless red rose laughed in exasperation, not wanting to bother with the livestock.

However, Adam kept calling out in the telepathic link, "Shinku-neechan, help me!" and "Shinku-mama, help me!"...

She had a soft heart and ended up in the Main God Space.

As expected, the character dressed as the Herrscher of Thunder, Isayama Yomi, is drinking water to replenish her strength, while the original Adam, who was calling for help, seems to be completely exhausted, and even seems to have triggered an embarrassing defeat voice line: "Not a single drop... not a single drop left!"

Zhenhong, unsuspecting, immediately conjured a pair of white stockings, the kind children wear for ballet, and slowly put them on.

"Turn over."

She went to Adam's side and helped him turn over: "It's time for a back massage."

Adam was indeed a beast; he stood up and pointed at Shinku, who involuntarily sat down in a chair.

He carefully lifted Zhenhong's small feet as if they were some rare treasure.

A hint of pink is faintly visible against the pure white background; that's the color of healthy feet.