Chapter 986: 986 Who Travels Our Way, Part 26 - Those Prisoned by Revenge ①

"Stupid... this, stupid..."

So groaned is no longer a thousand-handed man. Already half his face burned to pieces and all he could do was groan, he just kept seeing the sight in front of him without even losing consciousness during a severe pain he'd never felt. Without limbs, he would normally have lost his blood, but the wound burned out and bleeding stopped, which made him deceitfully live forever.

It's just that for generations, I've served the Lord as the last samurai. Hearing the end of the war, which seemed to last endlessly, he rejoiced without shame or outspoken. My brothers and sisters, my father and my uncles died in the war. I only happened to live until then to succeed a degree of housekeeper who had no trouble eating. And I thought the life would be lost in a few years anyway.

At least for the pity of the death statute, I speeded up my marriage. I knew it was out of sympathy that my wife, who was also childhood friendly, nodded at my marriage to herself. Still, I loved my wife, and I ran around the battlefield desperately wondering if she was going to die because of her two children. If he noticed, the man gave his name as quite a fierce one, and his family name was also in sequence as one person after another died.

The days that were supposed to be peaceful that finally came to pass were lightly attributed to dust by something more than ghosts that suddenly appeared. I wonder what that one-wing monster was. It was the figure that resembled a human child, but the killing spirit, the fighting spirit, and the many powers emanating from it all resided so much in the power of the digits that the previous battles could only be seen in play.

There were still many who lived around them. But none of them kept the human prototype. Something with great power just crushed us. I'm sure they weren't even seen by the ants. That was all.

As the man looked around in a stunned manner, one witch brought in an earlier demon. The demon showered blood back from his head and looked amused. Waving the power was the face that bathing in blood was fun and helpless to hear people's disconnected demons scream. Allowing the demon to be taken, a beautiful witch incompatible with the occasion pointed to a man with a thousand legs cut and moaning.

"Dear Tyran, I did. There's so much left to kill."

"Um, Poetry is tough. You want me to kill Kichichi and everyone?"

"I have no complaints if you stroked them with the intention of killing them later. But obviously the use of cluttered forces. Now, when you fight enemies of equal strength, you'll have a blur."

"Well, who has the same power as I do, besides my father and my mother?"

To Tyran, who grins cruelly, Poetry gently tells him.

"Vagina. Golden fox of Arnelia Church. That's a better fight than Lord Tyran."

"Hmm, well. I guess I mentioned earlier that I was a master of Shino. Then Poetry will be familiar with the use of that power."

"Yes, let's do that. Because he thought of me as a child and taught me something really unnecessary."

Poetry was laughing thoughtfully. It was a miserable grin, never imaginable from the usual way of speaking and laughing at Poetry. It is the devil that the man saw and imagined the laughter of Shino. There are two things in front of me that are more evil than ghosts. I just thought so.

"Hi, hi."

"Yeah? Was there a survivor there?"

"Dear Tyran, there's one of you"

"Sure. Shino is right. The use of power is rough. There seems to be so much left to kill, it's still far from the absolute"

"We have time, may we move forward loosely. Now, can you leave it to Shino to decide what to do with these two?"

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"Ho."

Tyran, who once became grumpy at the end of his debauchery, was transferring his interest to Shino's words. It also seems interesting to pay attention to Shino's words and actions.

"And how do you kill them? If it's not funny, I'll entertain you instead."

"I'll only kill one. A man without arms and a man without feet. Let them choose who they are."

"I see, that's funny"

When Tyran picked up the two men, he threw them loosely. The two moaned in agony, staring at Shino and Tyran.

"Well, shall I let you choose? Which one do we kill? I'll try and beg for my life."

"Kill him, kill him! As a samurai, I don't want to live a person's life at a price! Don't lick a human, you monster."

A man with no legs spoke out in majesty. The expression that was dying until earlier disappeared and the hegemony dominates his entire body. He looks like this, but I guess he's a fine man as a samurai. His eyes had no fright at all, and he looked to Tyran and Poetry from the front. Boldness alone deserves praise.

But if you're the other man without arms.

"... I don't want to die"

"Ho. Why?"

"There are children and wives waiting for us in the country. My family name is coming up. I don't want to die here. So..."

The man without arms glanced at the other. Then a man without legs saw a man without arms.

"This shameless, but still a samurai! He can't even keep himself alive in the wind of a man, such as wishing for a man's death!

"Say whatever you want. I don't want to die..."

Seeing the man scolded and nagged, Poetry nodded small.

"I've made up my mind. So..."

Poetry creates a formation overhead. Usually it's a technique used for defense, but Poetry was beating the whole party to a man with no legs. With the dull noise, the man without legs had turned into a meat mass.

The man with no arms looked at the way it was going.

Continued

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