# 955
Chapter 956: The Corpse God's Health Bar
BOOM——!!
The floating mountain peak crashed into the earth, shattered into countless fragments by the terrifying force of the collision, and the ground of the Human Enclosure quivered under the impact!
This strike shook the entire island nation.
Amemiya Haruki's figure tumbled helplessly downward among the fragments, his collar soaked in blood, pupils dilated, having already completely lost consciousness.
After all, he was merely an ordinary person who had pushed the Magatsu Blade's power to its absolute limit—even with the Rain God protecting him, his defensive capability was far inferior to that of Lady Wu, who was born as a blade spirit and represented the strongest individual fighter.
His silver-white hair was rapidly fading, the deep-blue longsword in his palm returned to its original form—his Rain God state had been forcibly shattered by the Corpse God, and the Rainfall Collapse blade spirit had suffered unprecedented damage.
To oppose a god with a single Magatsu Blade—this had already been his limit.
The vermillion-red haori draped over Lady Wu was covered in dust. She lowered her head and violently coughed out several mouthfuls of blood, her gaze falling upon Amemiya Haruki plummeting toward the earth in the distance. Her legs stamped hard on a massive boulder, and she charged toward him.
Mount Fuji's body continued to slowly rise.
The浑身漆黑的巨型尸神悬空站在火山之巅，低头俯瞰着坠落的蝼蚁，脸庞上的狰狞裂口再度张开，一缕充满毁灭气息的微光开始酝酿。
轰——！！
The red line pierced through endless flying debris, annihilating everything in its path into slag, shooting directly toward the unconscious Amemiya Haruki in mid-air.
Just then, a figure draped in a vermillion-red haori arrived before Amemiya Haruki a moment earlier. She grabbed his collar with one hand and hurled him behind her. At the same time, she swiftly twisted her body around to face the red line already逼近 her face.
Lady Wu let out a low roar, her right fist clenched, and she smashed it toward the tip of the red line!
The red line that could have collapsed mountains and earth was deflected by Lady Wu's punch, its trajectory broken and diverted to the other side. But immediately afterward, the subsequent red lines surged forth madly, instantly punching a massive hole through Lady Wu's body!
Her right arm disintegrated into slag, dissolving into the void.
Seeing Lady Wu's punch divert the red line's trajectory, the Corpse God seemed stunned for a moment, then redirected the red line toward Lady Wu's face, seemingly intending to erase her entirely.
In that instant, a sci-fi lance in cyberpunk style descended from the clouds like thunder!
The lance tip carried terrifying kinetic energy as it slammed into the Corpse God's chest with a piercing, resonant roar. Then the lance tip bloomed like a flower, and a surge of sci-fi light beam blasted the sky-covering figure backward several steps.
The red line that had been about to annihilate Lady Wu was deflected by this strike, flying wildly toward the cloud layer in the sky and tearing open a seemingly endless crack in the clouds.
A red-clothed figure stepped through the air, bloodstained white hair hanging to her ankles, gently swaying in the wind.
"It's Takishiro!" Yuzuri Nana's eyes brightened at the sight of the red-clothed figure.
But when she saw the blood-soaked red robe, she froze for a moment, her eyes filling with心疼.
Furuhara Yoshiki stumbled to catch Amemiya Haruki, who had been tossed over by Lady Wu. At the same time, Hoshimi Shota charged up the shattered mountainside, trying to catch the falling Lady Wu.
That blood-streaked figure, carrying immense gravitational force, landed heavily on Hoshimi Shota's outstretched arms. The latter grunted, having absorbed some of the kinetic energy, but still couldn't steady himself. He tumbled downward along the steep mountainside along with her.
Dust rolled, rocks scattered. Hoshimi Shota死死 embraced Lady Wu's half-destroyed body, using his back to shield her from the sharp rock fragments, tumbling all the way down from the mid-slope.
Blood spread everywhere, agony assailing him from every part of his body, but his arms never loosened in the slightest. He clenched his teeth tightly, his young face full of determination and resolve.
He gritted his teeth and persevered until countless paper cranes arrived, catching both his and Lady Wu's forms, wrapping around them and flying back to the foot of the mountain.
The paper cranes dispersed.
Hoshimi Shota knelt on one knee beside Lady Wu,，浑身是血, coughing violently. His back had been torn to shreds, tangled together with his tattered hiking gear, looking absolutely gruesome.
His left arm was fractured and bent at an unnatural angle, his right arm trembling uncontrollably. The hand that had once held a pen for exams was now covered in wounds.
Before him, Lady Wu, who had lost half her body, was deathly pale.
She lay quietly in the spreading pool of blood, those seductive eyes gazing at Hoshimi Shota's wounds with profound心疼. "Shota..."
"Don't speak." Hoshimi Shota pressed his lips together, turning his head away. "I, Hoshimi Shota, may be a useless person with absolutely no combat ability, but... but I'm also your blade master! I can't always be looked after by you, this blade spirit...
Sometimes... I can also look after you a little."
Lady Wu stared at Hoshimi Shota for a long moment. The corners of her pallid lips curved into a smile.
She gazed quietly at this stubborn teenager, her eyes revealing deep affection and endless nostalgia. She reached out, gently touching his cheek.
"As expected, no matter how many cycles of rebirth... you will always be you..."
"What are you saying?" Hoshimi Shota was stunned.
"Shota, come closer." Lady Wu spoke softly, her voice growing weaker by the moment. "Today's game, you performed very well... The thing I promised to tell you, I'll tell you everything..."
Hoshimi Shota was frozen for a long moment, then gently leaned down, pressing his ear to her lips, listening attentively.
...
On the ascending Mount Fuji.
Yuzuri Takishiro turned his gaze away from the figures below the mountain. Those cross-shaped starry eyes blazed with fury and killing intent.
Amemiya Haruki severely wounded, Lady Wu at death's door... If he had been any slower, everyone at the foot of the mountain would have been annihilated by the Corpse God!
"How dare you hurt them?!"
Yuzuri Takishiro beckoned with one hand, and that cyberpunk lance flew back into his grasp. He gripped the lance, his red robes dancing in the凌厉的杀机.
He was the guardian of this world, the守护神 of the white robes... But even the most docile, kindest person has their逆鳞, and the gentler the person, the more terrifying their rage and madness when that逆鳞 is exposed.
For Yuzuri Takishiro, his sister, Brother Amemiya, everyone who had shown him warmth and kindness—all were his逆鳞.
And now, his逆鳞 had been touched.
"Level 99+, a god-tier existence beyond my comprehension..." In those cross-shaped starry eyes, the Corpse God's head displayed that red-to-purple "LV.99+", Yuzuri Takishiro's gaze dropped lower, his eyes narrowing slightly.
There, was a health bar extending to an absurd length.
HP: 193,567,214 / 248,239,274