# 931
Chapter 932: Amemiya's Plan
Amemiya Haruki looked at Yuzuri Nana and said, "Although I've gathered eight Magatsu Blades now, not all of them have an active wielder. In reality, the only ones we can actually use are my [Rainfall Collapse], Shota's [Lady Wu], and Furuhara Yoshiki's [Divine Concealment]... [Divine Concealment]'s power leans more toward support, so the only ones with real combat capability are myself and Lady Wu... This isn't enough. We still need the power of another blade master."
Yuzuri Nana lowered her head and glanced at the [Thousand Cranes] at her waist, without the slightest hesitation. "I understand. I'll go with you."
"Little sister, you agreed so干脆ly?" Hoshimi Shota studied the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl before him and couldn't help but remind her, "We don't know the situation there yet. If Lady Wu's prophecy is correct, there's actually a risk of death."
"I'm not afraid."
Yuzuri Nana's eyes were filled with determination, without a trace of fear. "The situation in this world is getting worse by the day. Although Takishiro is out there killing尸兽 to protect the people, that's merely a stopgap solution. Only by merging the nine blades to create another world and transferring everyone there can we fundamentally solve the problem."
Hoshimi Shota froze in place. "Your perspective... is truly far-sighted?"
"Don't compare her to other children her age. The blood flowing through her is the royal blood of the Yuzuri family." Amemiya Haruki smiled faintly. "A wielder of royal blood possesses intelligence that ordinary people cannot match."
"...Are you roundaboutly calling me stupid?"
"Am I?"
Hoshimi Shota: (〃′皿`)q
"Actually, I originally wanted to ask Takishiro to go with us." Amemiya Haruki ignored Hoshimi Shota's resentful gaze and continued,
"But the problem is, Lady Wu's prophecy isn't absolutely correct. If we take Takishiro away with us and the prophecy turns out to be wrong, even if it's just a delay of half a day, millions of people will die under the尸兽's rampage... Among us, Takishiro is the strongest, and has the highest mobility. No matter where尸兽 appears, he can get there first.
So after much consideration, the safest approach is to have Takishiro stay behind to protect the people. If we confirm the exact location of the final Magatsu Blade and the nearby danger exceeds our capabilities, then we'll call Takishiro over. This way, we can minimize both risk and casualties."
After listening to Amemiya's analysis, Hoshimi Shota's mouth twitched slightly. "...Fine, I admit I'm an idiot."
"I understand." Yuzuri Nana quickly finished the last few bites of her meal and stood up from her seat.
"Let's go now. I'll call Takishiro on the road."
"Mm."
...
Night deepened.
Lin Qiye's figure darted swiftly through the deserted streets, moving quickly toward a certain location based on the memories in his mind.
The scene of Yuzuri Takishiro slaying the尸兽 and then hurrying wearily toward the distance replayed in his mind...
Under the red moon's erosion, this "Human Enclosure" had completely transformed into a chaotic land fraught with dangers. He wondered how the siblings were doing now? Had Amemiya Haruki found the remaining two Magatsu Blades?
Thoughts churned in his mind, and anxiety gradually spread.
As the distance to the Kazorage household decreased, suddenly, a thunderous explosion rang out from above his head. Lin Qiye's brow furrowed, and he looked up.
Beneath the漆黑 night sky, a bloody fissure suddenly cleaved through the void, like a shattered corner of a mirror. A massive eight-legged beast, its body dripping with black liquid, was slowly emerging from the rift and crashing to the ground from the heavens.
Boom—!!
The ground beneath his feet trembled slightly as rolling thick smoke surged upward.
Lin Qiye's expression immediately darkened.
尸兽?
Another one?
From the moment Yuzuri Takishiro killed one尸兽 and left to hunt down another, less than an hour had passed, yet another尸兽 had appeared in the same area?
Was the frequency of尸兽 descents too fast?
Moo—!!!
The浑身流淌着黑色液体的 eight-legged beast stood among the blazing ruins and let out a furious roar toward the sky. Its copper bell-like eyes blazed crimson in the darkness.
大量居民 scrambled terrified from the buildings on both sides, screaming in panic, desperately pushing toward areas far from the尸兽.
Old people, women, and children toppled one after another to the ground, mercilessly trampled by the waves of people surging behind them. In the midst of painful cries and pleas for help, no one looked back, no one stopped, not even to give them a moment to catch their breath.
Under the influence of the red moon's corrupting power, they had completely lost their basic ethical awareness. The evil within human nature was amplified infinitely, trampling mercilessly on this city like the grotesque, disgusting尸兽.
The尸兽 was killing people,
and the evil in human nature was killing people too.
Seeing this scene, Lin Qiye quickly raised his hand and pressed it against the void.
Gorgeous magic circles unfurled in the air, and a large number of "mystery" nurses were summoned, rushing swiftly into the crowd. While rescuing those who had been trampled, they also protected them from being harmed by the aftermath of the尸兽's attacks.
The mirror spirit of the Eight-Hand Mirror had already been taken by Lin Qiye. In this "Human Enclosure," nothing could restrict the use of Forbidden Ruins anymore.
As if sensing the spiritual fluctuations emanating from Lin Qiye, the eight-legged尸兽's crimson eyes lowered to look at Lin Qiye on the street. It let out a low growl, then suddenly raised one massive claw and grabbed, bringing it down like a heavy mountain crashing to earth.
The howling wind stirred Lin Qiye's clothes. His eyes narrowed slightly. Instead of using any Forbidden Ruins, he quietly removed the silver long sword from behind his back...
Ame-no-Murakumo!
Lin Qiye had no divine power, so he couldn't wield this sword-type artifact to attack like Susanoo did. However, the sword's inherent attribute of "capable of cutting anything" required no power to activate.
The black claw rapidly enlarged in Lin Qiye's vision. At that moment, he raised the Ame-no-Murakumo in his hand and gently slashed it above his head.
Boom—!!
The silver blade sliced through the claw like cutting through paper, severing it cleanly. Two heavy chunks of flesh crashed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.
Lin Qiye gripped the Ame-no-Murakumo, his figure transforming into a streak of night and darting forward. Just as he was about to fly toward the尸兽's neck, a flash of light blazed across the sky!
A terrifying beam of destruction descended from the heavens, instantly engulfing the尸兽's form. The rippling shockwave lifted Lin Qiye's clothes. Shielding his eyes with one hand, he looked up at the sky.
Beneath the night sky, a girl in a ragged windbreaker was hoisting a pixelated cannon over ten meters tall, with thick smoke billowing from its barrel...