Chapter 153 Contact with the Kamo Family

"Sizzle."

In the quiet room, a cloth strip was violently torn and broken, accompanied by a sharp and piercing miserable scream.

The body of the Sunny Doll, which was already full of blood and looked dirty, suddenly had an obvious blade scar. The wound was so deep from the left to the bottom that it felt as if it was cut in two.

A lot of blood flowed out of the crack of this hideous blood scar, and half of the body of the Sunny Doll was dyed blood red.

But although the Sunny Doll was already extremely miserable, the next second a snow-white blade penetrated its body directly from the wound, and the wailing mouth was closed with the blade.

"Zheng!"

It was Kenmei Isayama who had just returned to consciousness, and the black anger and rampage effect brought by the return of the blade, and the mental pollution was slightly out of control. Subconsciously, he held the blade with his backhand and stabbed it down, and the sharp blade penetrated the Sunny Doll and sank deeply into the ground.

The Sunny Doll, who was stabbed to the core, wanted to let out a more shrill wail but couldn't. Two clear tears of blood flowed from its black pupils, and its mouth, which was sewn with fine thread, was blocked by the blade and barely moved, as if it was cursing something.

Isayama Kenmei simply rotated the blade, and the passive power of the Holy Blood took effect. A large amount of ominous black air continued to emerge from the Sunny Doll's wounds, eyes, and other places, and these black air were absorbed by the blade as soon as they emerged.

With the loss of black air, it was like losing vitality. The aura of the Sunny Doll, which originally looked extremely weird, was extremely weak, and it did not live up to its original weird appearance at all.

In the end, countless clearly visible cracks appeared on the Sunny Doll, which was drained of black air. It automatically broke completely without the wind, and not even a trace of its existence in the world disappeared into the air.

After absorbing these black air, clearly visible stripes similar to blood vessels appeared on the blade, as if it had life and was still beating with the pulse of the blade.

After a long time, the hideous blood vessels on the blade of the [Sacred Blood Blade] disappeared and returned to normal. The flawless white blade seemed like an illusion.

Jianshan Xianmei did not pull the blade out of the ground, because his spirit was not much better now, and he looked much more tired than when he opened the domain.

Jianshan Xianmei sat on the ground for a long time before recovering a little spirit. He glanced at the [Sacred Blood Blade] inserted diagonally on the ground and pinched himself.

He covered half of his face with one hand and could not see his expression, but the corners of his mouth that could not stop rising showed his mood.

"Hahaha"

From the restrained laughter at the beginning to the unbridled laughter at the end, Jianshan Xianmei, who bent his arms to cover his eyes, laughed so hard that his whole body trembled.

"Hahahahahaha!!!"

Jianshan Xianmei put down his arm and picked up the chainsaw sword that had been soaked in the power of the holy blood and placed it in front of him.

The blade, which was so sharp that it could cut through the air, not only reflected his dark pupils, but also many hideous ghosts made of blood appeared on the blade.

These images flashed by, but as the owner of the [Sacred Blood Blade], Kenmei Isayama knew that these things were real.

As long as he swung the blade, these resentful souls would emerge from the terrifying blood river and tear apart all the enemies in front of Kenmei Isayama.

This was one of Kenmei Isayama's abilities after releasing the Holy Blood Blade.

Remnant Soul Tachi - South

Holy Blood Ten Trillion Death Burial Formation

This name suddenly appeared in his mind when he returned to the blade. It literally means that everything Kenmei Isayama killed with this blade, whether it was a cursed spirit or a human, their dead souls would be resurrected in the sea of ​​blood constructed by the blade, forever sinking in it and unable to transcend for generations, and could only be treated as the most despicable slaves by Kenmei Isayama.

However, Kenmei Isayama prefers to call it the Dead River, which means a river full of death and dead souls.

The disappearance of the Sunny Doll that was swallowed by the blade just now was not a real disappearance, but a change of survival. At this moment, everything in [Zhongsheng Temple], including trees, mountains and rivers, ghosts, resentful monks, Buddhas, etc., all gathered in Kenmei Isayama's return to the blade.

[Zhongsheng Temple] hides a deep secret. There is a building called [Fumo Tower], which suppresses a terrifying demon Buddha.

If nothing goes wrong, it is the Buddhist son who was beheaded a thousand years ago, the protagonist of the Sunny Doll story, and his head is sealed in an exquisite box. The resentment accumulated for a thousand years has already turned it into a ghost without reason and quite terrifying.

The power of the demon Buddha is very strong, but the world of [Zhongsheng Temple] is not actually able to fully bear its power, otherwise the other monks and resentful spirits would have spent thousands of years to help him get rid of the seal.

This also makes the demon Buddha, who has accumulated resentment for a thousand years, completely locked in this world.

So what Kenmei Isayama can do is very simple, that is to shatter this world.

The first stage of the return to the blade is not enough to shatter the world, so Kenmei Isayama can only open the second stage of the return to the blade - the fall of the angel.

Let alone the fall of the angel, the side effects of black anger and blood thirst on the caster are about dozens of times deeper than the first stage of the return to the blade.

Kenmei Isayama's mental power was drained in 0.1 seconds, but fortunately, in the 0.1 second of entering the fall of the angel, he split the sky of the temple of all living beings!

At first, there was an obvious knife mark on the surface of the body of the sunny doll, which was the credit of Kenmei Isayama, and the destructive power invaded the real world.

[Zhongsheng Temple] The world was on the verge of collapse, and Isayama Nomei was kicked out directly.

After coming out, Isayama Nomei couldn't wait to use the blade to passively absorb the Sunny Doll, which is equivalent to absorbing the entire world. Just picking up the blade, Isayama Nomei confirmed his eyes. The demon Buddha has been submerged in the endless sea of ​​blood and turned into His appearance.

The problem of Xiao Ai's lack of mana has also been solved. Although the attributes of the spell spirits may be different, the essence of the spell power is still the same, and they are all negative emotions. Therefore, the demon Buddha that Isayama Kenmei conquered can also give the power of magic to Xiao Ai.

Isayama Nomei had heard that he could turn an ordinary-level cursed spirit into a special-grade cursed spirit by swallowing just one finger.

He didn't believe it before, but now he does.

The power of this demon Buddha's curse is equivalent to more than fifty little loves.

Isayama Nomei and Xiao Ai now have a huge power bank.

There is no shortage of spell power for the time being.

Isayama Norimei can use the [Holy Blood Ten Trillion Death Burial Formation] to achieve the same effect as his good friend Xia Youjie's "Spell Spirit Manipulation Technique".

Xia Youjie can only control the cursed spirits, not humans. Moreover, he is restricted by the "master-servant contract" and cannot forcibly plunder the cursed spirits.

But Isayama Nomei only needs to kill him, there are no other requirements.

What can't be killed? Has your strength improved after so many years? Why don't you look more into your own problems.

Regardless of whether they are cursed spirits or humans, as long as they are killed by Isayama Nomei, they will not be able to escape the fate of facing "eternal slaves".

Due to the particularity of abilities in all aspects, the path that is most suitable for Isayama Nomei is indeed killing. The more lives that die in Isayama Nomei's hands and the higher the skulls are piled up, the more powerful he will be.

Perhaps Sanguinius would not have thought that someone who inherited his bloodline would have such deviant thoughts. He had no image of his holy purity and upright Wei An, and instead looked a bit like a lunatic under Khorne's command.

The task was completed very efficiently, so Isayama Norimei was able to have a six-day holiday.

Even Isayama Nomei's newly awakened [Red Blood Exercise] is much better when used with his eyes closed than his relatives who have been playing with blood for several years.

[Red Blood Technique] The unlimited technique that can compete with Gojo Satoru must have its own uniqueness, but the recent generations of Kamo family have not fully developed it.

In ancient times, sanitary conditions were poor, and even magicians were at risk of bacterial infection, not to mention the Kamo family who had been mutilating themselves as a way to shed blood.

This family that fights with blood is particularly prone to blood loss and death during battles, so it is quite normal for some of the secret techniques of [Red Blood Manipulation] to be lacking. Some conjurers who had mastered the secrets of the Kamo family did not return from their missions, causing gaps in their spells.

Isayama Nomei wanted to find out which things they had lost that the ancestors of the Kamo family could have used to eat.

He has many skills in [Red Blood Exercise], because Isayama Norimei has an endless river of blood that he can control. He can never run out of mana, and there is no chance of death from excessive blood loss.

Now, who dares to offend Isayama Nomei? That is really seeking death.

"Deserved it."

In a convenience store, Isayama Norimei picked up the snacks he just bought and walked out. Thinking of the news he just saw, he felt a little relieved.

Not sure if it's true though. But Isayama Nomei really wants this to be true.

A character that Isayama Norimei likes very much. His strength is at the ceiling level. According to the setting, he is invincible throughout the plot, but the author wrote him to death.

It arranged a plot that treated readers as if they were NTs, and countless fans broke their defenses and became clowns.

So the news he just saw was that a righteous man sent this author who did not regard his readers as human beings to the hospital.

Regardless of whether it is true or false, Isayama Norimei is very happy in his heart. At least everyone thinks that this author has a problem and it is very big. Some people even cannot stand the execution of justice!

Sure enough, there are still many good people in the world.

Well, he takes that back now.

There are still many evil people in the world.

Just when Isayama Norimei was about to take a shortcut to get home quickly, he felt something was very wrong before he even stepped on the floor tile in front of him.

The reaction of the flesh and blood hound serving as a sentinel made Isayama Nomei also aware of it.

The uninvited guests had nowhere to hide under Isayama Nomei's perception. The funny thing was that they thought they were well hidden.

Isayama Nomei said coldly, holding a plastic bag in his hand.

"come out."

"If you don't come out, you won't have to come out again in this life."

As soon as Isayama Nomei finished speaking, a circle of tents surrounding him quickly covered about 300 meters around Fan Hui, directly surrounding him.

"Spellcaster?"

There is one difference between a spellcaster and a curser, that is, the spellcaster will use a blinding method "tent" to cover it up.

But the Curse Master doesn't have so many taboos, and of course it doesn't rule out that the Curse Master is more leisurely.

"Sure enough, it is not easy to be rated as a first-level conjurer at such a young age."

Soon, seven men wearing black kimonos appeared in front of Isayama Nomei. The leader was a middle-aged man with black hair and a short crop.

Just the first sight of this middle-aged man made Isayama Norimei feel a little uncomfortable. It was like a noble noble looking down on civilians.

I’m applauding Isayama Nomei in my hand

"Three quasi-first-level, four first-level."

Jiashan Xianmei glanced at them, and was not surprised by their number and strength. He had already judged the situation on the field.

This is also the reason why the short-haired man is so confident. One against eight, this advantage is mine.

"Jiashan Xianmei!"

"I am Kamo Kenka,"

He glanced at Jianshan Xianmei and said arrogantly

"I don't know what good luck you have. You are obviously expelled from the family."

"We received an order from the great elder to take you back to the family."

"Back to the family?"

Jianshan Xianmei raised his eyebrows

Ask me to go back to the family, so do you have to have so many people here to block me?

I was in Nanj today. I was so tired after a day that I couldn't write, but I forced myself to write because I thought of full attendance.

There may be a lot of wrong sentences, because I wrote so quickly and almost didn't make it.