This Pill No.3304. Although the God Inquisitors within it did not have many swords, they were still a powerful group.
Even so, the government would not allow an Honmaru to have too few swords.
They were going against an enemy that was said to number eight hundred and forty million. Under such circumstances, although the God Inquisitors were the owners of the swords, when and how many swords were to be forged was under the government's control.
After all, this was not a nurturing game for young girls. Those beautiful daily lives spent with men with swords would turn into illusions and vanish in the face of war.
Whether it was humans or Funerary Deities of Swords.
Things with longing and the soul would always seem particularly fragile.
The government's report stated that This Pill No.3304 was the reason for the God Inquisitor's low number of swords. It was said that when he first took office, he made a mistake that led to a large number of swords being broken. He was also heavily injured, and his body was not as good as before. He could not support the spiritual power of so many swords.
This reason was reasonable, and the remaining swords were not bad.
In the end, the government turned a blind eye and acknowledged it.
However, without Fox's Aid's video recording, these were just empty words.
Just as Fox's Aid said, the government's policy towards the God Inquisitors was too lenient.
The explosion of spiritual power occurred at the moment when the golden light fell. When Pharmaceutical Research opened the barrier door, the magnificent light rushed into everyone's eyes.
Immediately after, the sound of swords cutting flesh came from Akechi Mitsuhide's room. Panicked screams gradually rose. The candlelight in the room cast traces of blood on the paper window, and the shadows of swords and swords from the crowd.
Chaos was not enough to describe it.
Yiqi Yizhen and Zong San Zuo Language quickly drew their swords and stood in front of Lingsu.
The sound of swords being drawn from the scabbard was loud, and the blade reflected a cold light.
"My Lord, please leave this to us. Let Shanmaqie take you away first."
The tall and slender young man said gently. His back was facing the God Inquisitor, but his gaze was cold as he watched the battlefield.
Judging from this person's character of fighting so fiercely when he appeared, the flames of war might soon spread to them.
Ling Su did not respond. She shook her head.
When the Pharmaceutical Research Institute opened the door, she stood up from the cushion, raised her wide sleeves, and grasped the Scarlet Heaven Sword hidden under her sleeves.
Then, Shan Mo Che Guoguang took a few steps back and opened his mouth.
"Fox's Aid."
"My Lord!" Fox's Aid, who had been paying close attention to the situation in the modern world, jumped out of the spatial rift.
"Record everything that happens here.
Send it to the Government of the time. "
Lingsu stared at the tragedy next door. She didn't panic, nor did she have the vigilance of the man with the sword. She was so calm that it was as if she was just enjoying the night scene. "From now on, you don't have to follow me around. Just do your job."
"Yes."
Fox's Aid responded. Its four claws pushed against the ground and jumped out of the barrier that Pharmaceutical Research had opened. Soon, it disappeared into the darkness.
"General?"
Pharmaceutical Research watched as Fox's Aid left. He was still at a loss.
They couldn't be blamed.
After all, the Divine Inquisitor never told them what she was going to do.
Why did she come to this era?
So when Fox's Aid and the Divine Inquisitor took action, the Funerary Deities still didn't know what was going on.
"The Government of the time has stipulated that only one This Pill's combat power is allowed to appear in each era." As if she had achieved her goal, Lingsu finally told the Funerary Deities the reason.
"When I met Shanmaqie officially for the first time, I found a loophole in his memory. Therefore, I started to investigate the history of Peach Mountain.
I found that in this period of time, there was a This Pill's Divine Inquisitor who frequently went in and out.
Coincidentally, the location where she exited the formation corresponded with each of the singularities. "
Lingsu's eyebrows curved. "I didn't expect to meet her on my first appearance. Looks like I'm pretty lucky."
… Was it really appropriate to describe this as' pretty lucky '?
If they didn't understand when the order to appear in the beginning, now that the Divine Inquisitor had brought four blades out, the purpose of the Peach Mountain era was very clear.
Just like what His Majesty had said earlier.
Their purpose from the beginning was not to fight against the Time Reversal Army like they had in the past. Or rather, from the moment the Lord took office, This Pill's mission was no longer to fight against the Time Reversal Army.
Thinking of this, the blades and swords looked at the room next door where the fight was going on. Their faces were slightly stiff.
Then, were they — to kill those who were like blades and swords?
The Funerary Deities were rare because they all had spirits. It was already very painful to admit that they were just a sliver of spirit among thousands of blades and swords.
And now, they still had to bear the pain of killing their own kind.
Their own kind could very well be a certain blade that was with them all the time. It could also be another version of themselves.
"What are you thinking about?"
Lingsu's voice was as calm as ever, with a hint of a smile.
In the beginning, they could still deceive themselves that the Lord was just difficult to get along with. They went from drawing a clear line at the beginning to following the Lord's orders. But now … they hesitated.
Because the Lord, the one who controlled their lives and deaths, was now standing in front of them, hinting at them with such a cruel truth — she didn't care about these blades at all.
And this time, the emotions were more intense than before, more repressed.
As the head of the family, Yiqi Yizhen, who had always been very reliable, turned back with a bitter smile. His amber eyes looked at the new Lord in front of him with complicated emotions. He said softly, "You really are a cruel person."
So cruel that no matter what kind of situation she faced, she was always calm. Although she was human, her heart was harder and colder than steel.
She used everything she could.
"I thought you knew this from the first day," Lingsu said.
"Yes."
Yiqi Yizhen tightened his grip on the katana in his hand. Finally, under the nervous expression of the Pharmaceutical Research Director, he put the blade back into the scabbard. "When we first met you in This Pill, the spiritual power contained in the automatically generated contract was full of the smell of blood and the wailing and cursing of the soul."
His voice was faintly trembling, but he tried to maintain his composure on the surface.
He said slowly, "They all told us that you are a demon."
"You are a demon."
Such insolent words came out of Yiqi Yizhen's mouth.
It seemed hard to imagine, but when the emotions accumulated, the Funerary Deities felt that it was natural for him to have such an outburst.
Since the death of the first God's Inquisitor, This Pill was kicked around like a rubber ball.
Because of the supply of spiritual power, they had seen too many God's Inquisitors, endured the contempt of humans, the cruel war, the wantonly arranged fate, and the helplessness they had created.
Because it was a katana, because it was just a tool, because it was born to rely on humans, and because they expected to be used, their hearts were trampled on wantonly.
They were already very tired.
They were looking forward to a new master who would no longer make them like homeless dogs, but also remind them not to lose themselves and not to rely on humans.
Until now, all the contradictory thoughts in their hearts and secretly hopeful thoughts were shattered by Lingsu.
The air was silent for a while.
It seemed like a long time, but also like only a few seconds.
The silent God's Inquisitor finally raised her leg.
Barefoot, she slowly walked in front of Yiqi Yizhen and said lightly, "So you really dared to say …"
"But what you said is still wrong."
Slender white fingers pinched the young man's chin. Unlike his weak appearance, the strong force forced Yiqi Yizhen to bend straight and close to the cold side of the girl's face, which was wet by the rain.
He heard that person whispering in his ear.
"What I can do, demons can't do."
Lingsu let go, held the sword in her right hand, and held the hilt in reverse. Her speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, she hit Yiqi Yizhen's back.
Yiqi Yizhen followed the inertia and staggered to kneel in front of her.
"Don't tell me that just because of this, you can't raise the katana in your hands."
Lingsu glanced at him, and then walked forward without stopping. "The so-called katana, isn't it used to kill people?
As for killing gods, killing demons, or killing katana … it doesn't matter. "
"It doesn't matter if you are a famous katana or a nameless one.
To me, a katana that can't be stained with blood has no value. This sentence, no matter when, please remember. "
After all, the powerful Katana Funerary Deities couldn't have such a weak heart.
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Akechi Mitsuhide's room had quieted down from the initial intense silence.
Lingsu didn't care about the katana behind her, and walked alone to the most dangerous place.
The closer she got, the clearer she could feel the powerful spiritual power of This Pill No. 3304, God's Inquisitor.
A transparent and invisible barrier enveloped the room.
As long as someone invaded the barrier, it would launch a fierce counterattack.
"This trick." Lingsu only glanced at it, then withdrew her gaze and smiled faintly.
She reached out her hand to touch the barrier, but suddenly felt the heavy rain above her stop.
Ling Su was slightly stunned. She turned around and saw Shanlaoqie, who had caught up with her at some point, standing behind her silently. He raised his cloak with one hand and covered Ling Su with it.
When he saw Lingsu looking over, he was a little flustered, but when he remembered what God's Inquisitor had just said, he quickly covered it up. "As This Pill's attendant, no matter what it is about you, I have the obligation to take care of it."
His voice sounded like it was pressed against his throat, so soft that it was almost inaudible.
Lingsu's pupils shrank slightly.
But this emotion was fleeting. Before Shanmaqie could notice, Lingsu had already restrained her expression, raised her arm, and covered her mouth with her wide sleeve.
"You … I …" Shanmaqie's gaze was evasive. "How about I let you have my cloak?"
He looked at his good companion longingly and was about to take it off.
Lingsu stopped him.
"No need.
This is good enough. "
She grabbed Shanmaqie's wrist and dragged him behind her.
In the next second, she reached out with her other hand and smashed the invisible barrier in front of them.
"Crash —"
The shattered spiritual power instantly swept up a fierce and sharp storm, sweeping towards them.
But Ling Su was still standing there motionlessly. Boundless spiritual energy poured out from her body, wrapping around her and Mountain Elder's figures. The formless spiritual energy was like a thousand-pound hammer, crushing the fragments of the barrier into pieces and scattering them powerlessly.
Akechi Mitsuhide appeared in Gu Shenwei's room.
Sticky blood splattered on the tatami, the low table, and the walls.
Corpses piled up on the banquet table.
A few minutes ago, they were still warm and alive, but now they could only stare with their eyes wide open. Even in death, they did not know why they caused this disaster.
In the middle of the hall stood a woman and a man covered in blood.