Fuso Country·Top of Mount Fuji

Connecting the fate of hundreds of millions of believers, the onmyojis carefully released their divine tentacles, spreading the causal threads to the "sacrifice" thousands of miles away, and then soaked with the blood of the "sacrifice" to infiltrate and slaughter their enemies.

Using the cause and effect of the deaths of nearly a thousand people as an anchor, we explore and test the fate of the country represented by the enemy.

Zhao Yinshun was startled by the sudden and strange whisper, and subconsciously looked up into the void.

Under [high-dimensional vision], an extremely huge torrent of divinity runs through time and space, winding towards itself like densely packed tentacles.

But just when the young man was about to unfold his high-dimensional divinity to fight against the intrusion of this level of destiny, these evil "tentacles" that seemed to emerge from the deep sea "passed by" him, and through the symbolism he represented, he moved towards

Spreading and growing on a more profound scale.

Zhao Yinshun: “…………”

It’s broken! I’ve become a chicken!

This force is using him as a breakthrough point to quietly penetrate into the long river of destiny at the national level, materializing the battle over the fate of the country that has not yet happened, and peeking into a specific future!

A flash of enlightenment flashed through his mind. Zhao Yinshun activated [High Dimensional Vision] and "looked" in the direction of the spread of these divine tentacles. He could faintly see the tripod-shaped outline of the nine gods pressing down on the heaven and earth trembling slightly, and even

Some corners began to crack and collapse.

Good guy, use me as a springboard, right?

Taking a deep breath, the [Multiple Self] in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness quietly dissipated, the scattered divinities merged and unified, the runes of [God] on the attribute panel began to resonate and sublimate, and the causal lines of the entire fate level were shaken like water waves.

Ripple.

The dark divine light like nuclear fusion lit up in his eyes, Zhao Yinshun looked into the void, his own concept expanded infinitely in the dimension beyond matter.

And in the distant place, a boundless shadow rose in the spiritual consciousness of nearly a thousand Onmyoji, covering every inch of their consciousness in an instant.

As if they had fallen into eternal darkness, they could no longer see the slightest bit of the future. An inexplicable coldness penetrated into the depths of their souls. In a trance, they seemed to see some indescribable and terrifying thing wriggling in the darkness, moving along the path.

The line of cause and effect is getting closer to me.

The extreme panic and fear caused waves in the entire formation. With Mount Fuji as the center, a spiritual energy tide visible to the naked eye surged across thousands of miles.

"Calm down! This is God Damin raising the curtain to cover the sky. All he needs to do is break through this layer of illusion..."

As he spoke, a man in the center of the formation wearing a pure white Onmyoji robe, with a charming and feminine appearance, took out a bronze mirror, and the simple magatama around his neck glowed with a mysterious dark brilliance...

Lifting the bronze mirror to shine into the void, the mysterious light that cannot be observed with the naked eye tears through the darkness, revealing the terrifying scene hidden under the fog.

As far as the eye can see, everything in the world turns into a bright red, and mountains of bones are piled up in the boundless sea of ​​blood. The endless black shadow stretches its body in the sea of ​​blood. With every movement of Him, the sea of ​​blood

Rolling up the turbulent waves, the violent scarlet tide rises infinitely, and the terrifying bone peaks rise from the ground, like giant pillars supporting the sky, extending into the void that cannot be reached by sight.

Just when many Onmyoji were distracted by this terrifying scene, the black shadow deep in the blood sea seemed to notice their sight, and you opened your eyes.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

The shrill screams echoed around Mount Fuji. Hundreds of onmyojis fell to the ground like dumplings. The meridians on their faces were like black earthworms squirming ferociously. The dark blood seeped out from their seven orifices.

The gorgeous snow-white robe was stained with a layer of filth and blood.

Soon, these onmyojis struggling on the ground disappeared, leaving only extremely ferocious and twisted expressions staring into the void, as if they were still afraid of some unspeakable monster.

"Yang Xigong, have you seen it?!"

The middle-aged man wearing an auspicious cloud dragon robe who had been waiting aside raised his eyebrows and stared straight at Abe Aki suspended in the air. His cold eyes did not even stay for a second on the corpses on the ground.

"Your Majesty, the Kingdom of Damin has been completely destroyed, but a saint noticed our prying eyes and used great magic power to confuse the secrets of heaven, leaving only visions that are difficult to interpret..."

"What vision?"

"Blood...the endless sea of ​​blood, the sky pillars of white bones holding up the sky, the shadow of death rolling in the sea of ​​blood, we stare at death, and death stares at us..."

The majestic and cold middle-aged man fell into silence for a long time, until a cherry blossom petal flashed across his eyes, and a gleam of determination bloomed in the pupils hidden in the shadows.

"We have been suppressed for nearly a thousand years, and it's time to take a crucial step..."

Knowing that he had made up his mind to bet on the fate of the country, Abe sighed quietly.

"May your Majesty's military fortune be prosperous."

"Mr. Yang Xixi is well rested..."

Until then, the middle-aged man looked around at the corpses on the ground and frowned slightly.

"Next, let's rebuild the [Yin Yang Lao] first."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Abe Abe held the bronze mirror in his hand and bowed slightly. When he raised his head, there was no one in the distance.

Looking around at the nearly destroyed [Yin Yang Liao] below him, many of whom were his beloved disciples, Abe Aki slowly closed his eyes, and two tears of red blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.

……………………

Thousands of miles away, Zhao Yinshun withdrew his sight from the void, and the dark divine light disappeared little by little, finally sinking completely into the depths of his soul.

No wonder the Fuso Mission has been so abnormal over the years. It turned out to be to complete the ritual conditions and force Damin to make a symbolic move towards them, in order to peek into the future of the collision between the two countries!

This is the real temptation... Unfortunately... they seemed to have misjudged the wrong person in the end...

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the storm in the young man's sea of ​​consciousness gradually subsided. A sharp tingling sensation surged into his brain, and the blood vessels on his temples throbbed with pain.

"Hiss~"

After rubbing his temples, Zhao Yinshun finally regained his breath after a long time, put away the wooden box containing Chida Yuuto's head, and looked around the tragic battlefield.

【Deprivation of Destiny】!

He stretched out his hand to grasp it, and the endless mist of breath rose into the sky, gathered and collapsed like a whirlpool, and condensed into a round, clear and beautiful crystal in the palm of the young man's hand.

deprive creation

【God】+71

【Agility】+53

【Power】+81

【Fine】+40

【Qi】+77

【Body】+93

【Root Bone】+7

【Comprehension】+2

【Qualification】+6

The muscles squirmed in spasm, violent energy poured from the void, the spirit and flesh grew and strengthened crazily, and the surging anger gave Zhao Yinshun the illusion that he could cut the world to pieces with one sword!

It’s almost equivalent to a promotion ceremony!

Slowly clenching his fist, the boy felt the crazily growing power, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose uncontrollably.

By relying on the legal principles of Emperor Wu An, what he did was extremely symbolic, which greatly strengthened the "ritual sense" of [Deprivation of Destiny].

Coupled with the frivolous words before the action... No, the "master is famous" before the action is almost equivalent to a simple secret ceremony!

Legal principles and righteousness are all in place, and if we use force, it will be a matter of course!

The only disadvantage is that it is easy for "villains to die from talking too much"...

It is necessary to talk before starting a war. In fact, this is not in line with Zhao Yinshun's philosophy.

After all, I am a good young man who persuades others with virtue, and I try my best not to beep when I can do it.

Sigh...it's all my fault for this damn talent...

With a long sigh, the swelling pain in his bone marrow and soul gradually subsided. Zhao Yinshun took a deep breath, contracted his chest and abdomen, and slowly and longly emitted a breath of energy visible to the naked eye. It continued for more than ten meters before disintegrating and disappearing.

Under [high-dimensional vision], the one-horned monster snake that gradually faded away was completely wrapped in black flames. It squirmed with futile struggles and disappeared little by little into the depths of the ferocious black flames.

"Defeat the enemy, swallow the army soul fragments, career progress +1219"

The "experience" of the third level instantly skyrocketed. Zhao Yinshun nodded with enlightenment. He could use this improvement method all the way to the mythical level!

No wonder so many people are trying to get into the system. This is just an empty shell of an ancient title. If it were the current position, wouldn't it be possible to elevate an ordinary person to the corresponding extraordinary level in an instant?

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It is equivalent to taking charge of a certain authority in the huge extraordinary entity called [country]...

And these inextricable powers will eventually converge to one source - [Emperor]!

In a daze, Zhao Yinshun understood why the Fusang Kingdom would rather risk the destruction of the country than become an enemy of Damin!

The tribute system is a gift, a blessing, and a shackles...

With the Emperor of the Celestial Dynasty stuck on it, the eighth-level [Prince] will never be able to pry into the holy throne!

And the [King] is not just a person, he represents a huge interest group behind him, and even all kinds of extraordinary ranks in the entire country!

His upper limit represents the upper limit of the country!

Only when he takes a step forward will the people below have room to leap forward.
To be continued...