Chapter 169: The Village of Eternal Life—Night and Illusion!

A large piece of tissue was quickly scraped off. The flesh with the words fell to the ground, and Rengoku Fujuro jumped back, not even looking at it and continued to move away.

The man just stood there and watched.

One step, two steps...

suddenly!

Gojuro's hands, which were hanging at his sides, suddenly pinched his thigh muscles!

[Is it the influence of blood vampire magic? ! ]

——Every time he tried to retreat, he would get completely stuck before he could even take half a step! It was exactly the same feeling as when he was chopping someone's neck!
After five steps, he only opened up a distance of three meters!
Gojuro looked at the man warily, silently feeling his physical condition and analyzing what the other person's abilities were.

"It's awkward, right?" The man seemed fearless.

He bowed respectfully towards the village behind him and said, "The gods gave me the name [Cage], and so does my blood demon art."

click!
Rengoku Fujuro took the opportunity to chop his neck but his hand stopped in mid-air again!
"It's no use." The man turned around calmly.

He looked at the swordsman with a confident expression.

"Rengoku Gojuro... that's his name, right?"

The man scratched his neck and said with a playful smile: "Hey, Gojuro, have you ever played with a puppet?"

He gestured with his hands to form various shapes: "These are the little gadgets that connect wooden limbs through mechanical slots."

"I have played it before." Gojuro said softly.

He needed more information to understand the current situation, so instead of remaining silent, he started communicating with the other party.

Sure enough, the man continued, "Then what do you think should be used to judge the quality of a puppet?"

Gojuro thought for a moment: "Color, appearance, quality, material, and the coordination and fluidity of the movements."

and many more!

[The degree of coordination of the movements? ]

Rengoku Fushouro was stunned!
He thought as he answered, and combined with the other party's questions, he quickly guessed the man's ability!
"Oh? Looks like you realized it."

The man was a little surprised, opened his mouth and introduced himself: "My blood ghost technique is very simple!"

"As long as my blood enters your body, it will gradually erode your flesh over time and lock up all your motor abilities."

"Just like those puppets whose limbs have been weakened or even lost their ability to move because of broken parts!"

"And if my blood only stains the surface, it will cause the opponent to stagnate for different periods of time depending on the amount of stain!"

The man laughed wildly!

But after the introduction, he turned and ran away: "I will come back when you are completely broken!!"

Damn!

Rengoku Fushouro's expression changed drastically in an instant!
He had just been simulating in his mind how to fight with the opponent when his movements were blocked, but he didn't expect that the opponent would be so completely "rational"!

Realizing that something was wrong, he immediately chased after the other person! However, his legs, which originally could take one meter at a time, could only follow the other person at a speed of 20 centimeters per step, and he soon lost the other person's trail!
[Not good! 】

[Not good! 】

[Not good! ! ]

Rengoku Fushoulang roared repeatedly, holding the thighs with both hands and twisting them forward! But the joints seemed to be rusted, and after being opened to a certain extent, they could not move at all!
[Is it activated through the erosion of blood? 】

He raised his hand to look at his wrist, but immediately put it down.

If he bleeds, it may indeed weaken the effect of [Blood Vampire Magic], but in this way, as the blood is lost, he will soon lose resistance, which will play into the opponent's hands!

“So, what I hate most is this kind of [Blood Demon Art] that is so obscure and there is no way to deal with it once you are hit!”

Rengoku Fujuro murmured unwillingly.

As time passed, he gradually turned into an immovable sculpture. Even a slight breeze would not move his hair.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The sun sets and the sky gradually takes on a gloomy color.

The man walked slowly from the other end of the road.

He did not approach hastily, but first picked up a stone and smashed it hard on the wrist of the man. Seeing that the wrist did not move, he stepped forward with confidence.

"Oh my, look at your expression..."

The man came over in amazement and commented.

"The Unwilling Swordsman, ha, it's so exciting!"

He lifted Gojuro's chin with his index finger and looked at him appreciatively: "I know you can still hear my voice... Before you die and rot, I will put you in the highest-level exhibition cabinet and take good care of you."

As he said this, he squatted down and was about to carry the man back to the village.

But just as he bent down, a cold voice suddenly came from above his head.

"Thank you so much!!!"

what? !

The man was shocked, his pupils shrank into needle shapes, and he immediately raised his head!

But the scorching-hot blade had already fiercely slashed into the back of his neck!
"This is impossible!"

The man screamed in disbelief!
He raised his hands awkwardly, trying to lift the blade up with one hand forward and one hand backward, but the result was just that his metacarpal bone was cut!

The fire is burning!
As soon as the blood from his palms and neck flew out, it was burned into powder by the high temperature! It couldn't stick to Rengoku Fujuro at all!
The Sun Blade continues to decline!

Split the flesh and cut the bones!

Feeling the knife cut in half and stuck in his body... the feeling of death came over him, making the man gasp for air.

……

"Qinggui Yangshuo, you are such a loser! You have brought shame to our [Mudishi] family!"

"Look at what you have made! This shabby thing that can't even move properly, it's a shame to call it a puppet!!"

"You don't need to eat! Just stay in the cage and reflect on your actions!"

"If you can't succeed this month, get out and beg for food! I don't want a useless son like you!"

……

"As expected! You are totally unworthy of the surname Qinggui!"

"That woman is also trash. There is no way she can pass on my excellent bloodline!"

"You two, mother and son, get out of here together!"

……

"What? That woman froze to death? You can't find a living outside, so you want to come back?"

"Then just live in this cage forever and be a dog of our Qinggui family!"

"If there's anything you can't finish, just call me and I'll give it to you when I'm in a good mood!"

"Haha, hahahaha..."

……

"No! No! No——!" The man's expression suddenly became ferocious.

He stuffed his wrist into his mouth, exerted force with his teeth, and with a shake of his head, he tore off his entire left hand!
The muscles stretched and broke, and the bright red fibers twitched and swayed in the air!

Blood gushed out from the jagged cross section!

The booming blood mist finally passed through the heat wave and stuck to the exposed ankle of Rengoku Gojuro!
[Blood Demon Art] is activated instantly!
Rengoku Fujuro paused uncontrollably for a moment again!
The man quickly pressed his head into the mud, freeing his neck from the blade, and crawled out of the range of the long knife!

But in less than a second, the Sun Blade broke through the air again! A sudden pain came from my waist!

The man had no choice but to leave half of his body behind and throw himself out in the air!
"Don't try to escape!"

The veins on Purgatory Angry Shoulang's forehead were throbbing!
He now looked ferocious and terrifying! His sturdy body emitted a reddish steam, and scary blood spots oozed out of his skin!
——Breathing of Flame Type Nine Purgatory!!
This is the ultimate secret of Breath of Fire! By burning the heart, all strength can be released in an excessive amount!

Rengoku Gojuro used the high temperature in his body to evaporate the blood out of his body surface, thereby restoring some of his mobility!

He jumped up with his right foot, ready to kill the opponent as soon as possible. Then, before his life ended, he had to find a way to pass on the situation here!
But as soon as he started chasing, he suddenly saw a very strange scene——

When half of the man's body was about to hit the ground, he suddenly stretched out his hand to support himself, allowing himself to pass over the Ksitigarbha statue on the side of the road and avoid hitting it.

Rengoku Fujuro narrowed his eyes.

Reason told him that this phenomenon was very wrong!

So while chasing the man, he cut a statue in half.

"Stop it now!" the man screamed in horror.

But it's over!
Rengoku Fujuro can't hear anything now!
He looked around in shock, then raised his head blankly.

On the dark satin above his head, a huge bright moon was embroidered. The cold light fell gracefully, covering his body that was about to burn out.

But after just a blink of an eye, the sky turned into a bright red sunset again!

【what happened?】

Rengoku Fujuro clenched the hilt of his knife, his face changing from mood to mood. He recalled the day when he first arrived at Changshi Village, when he also saw the night in the daytime. His body was obviously hot, but he felt terribly cold!

[Could it be that all this...has nothing to do with that old man? ]

Ignoring the man lying on the ground, Rengoku Fujuro slashed across a large area, destroying all the nearby sculptures!
——He wants to know the truth!

He must know the truth!

The surrounding scene suddenly fluctuated, like a light bulb with bad contact. But after a flicker, the "room" that was lit was no longer the same.

The curtain was gently pulled open, covering the mountains and plains. The mountains in the distance and the woods nearby were all hidden in the vague white mist. However, the stars in the sky jumped out one by one, shining with silver-gray light.

This is a... quiet night.

Rengoku Gojuro felt a severe pain in his heart!
His life was about to be extinguished after he had displayed the ultimate secret, but he would never give up if he closed his eyes at this moment!
Gritting his teeth, Gojuro turned his gaze to the other sculptures.

But the man suddenly jumped out and blocked him with his hands outstretched.

"Stop! Stop now! You are not allowed to destroy the miracle of the village!"

His broken lower body was bulging with flesh, and it was jumping up and down like his breathing, obviously not yet fully regenerated.

As he dragged the broken part along, a sticky blood trail was left on the ground.

Of course Rengoku Fujuro wouldn't care about him!

Raise your arm and behead him first!
But suddenly!
A breeze blew away the white mist around him.

then……

A light voice was heard.

"That's it for now."

The child in the yellow jacket stood between them, blocking the falling blade with the back of his hand.

"There aren't many useful ghosts out there. I'd be sad if one died here."

"Doctor?!"

Rengoku Shouro's eyes widened!
He hadn't caught any trace of the other party's appearance just now! It was like hiding in the fog, and only revealed his trace when the wind blew.

But his honed instincts react faster than his thoughts!

The blade wrapped in flames pulled and slashed, bypassing the child's raised arm and slashing fiercely at the slender neck!
click!
The crisp breaking sound is so harsh!
The pitch-black blade spun and passed by my ear, then it trembled as it stuck into the bluestone brick!
"Impossible!" Rengoku Fujuro yelled in shock!
Looking at the opponent's defenseless neck and the long sword broken into two pieces, he couldn't believe his eyes!

Without any protection, he simply used his neck to collide with the Nichirin Sword... and the sword was the loser?!
puff!
Suddenly, I felt a pain in my abdomen!
Rengoku Fujuro lowered his head subconsciously.

What he saw... was a pale arm piercing through his lower abdomen!

The body suddenly softened, but the spine below the hips suddenly straightened!

Rengoku Fujuro grabbed the arm that was inserted into his body with one hand, and with the other hand, he held the half-broken Nichirin Sword and chopped back with flames!

The murderous pupils were bloodshot!
The child still did not resist.

He even deliberately tilted his head to allow the blade to better hit his neck.

The friction between the two produced a harsh noise.

The Sun Blade seemed to have chopped into a mountain, leaving no mark at all.

The raging flames grew dimmer and dimmer, and finally scattered in all directions like stars.

Surrounded by fireflies, Su Beixun asked softly, "That's enough."

He jerked his arm free.

The blood mist is overwhelming!
A transparent wound was left on Rengoku Fujuro's abdomen!

He gripped the hilt of the knife with his last bit of strength, staggered a few steps, and still fell to the ground powerlessly.

Gojuro supported himself on the ground with his elbows and struggled for a long time but was unable to get up, so he lay on his back and did not move.

The sky above is beautiful.

The white mist swayed in the wind, and the stars revealed the flowing haziness, twinkling as if crying.

Perhaps it was the last blessing, he felt that tonight was beautiful!
"The you who died a few days ago... was just an illusion, right?"

Time was running out, and Rengoku Gojuro found that he could actually ask calmly.

"Yeah." Su Beixun lowered his head.

He had nothing to hide, so he just regarded it as fulfilling the dying man's last wish.

"My [Blood Demon Art] gives me the ability to blur my five senses. If the conditions are met, I can even completely control the five senses of others."

Su Beixun pointed casually at the roadside.

"I have solidified the blood vampire magic on the Jizo statue beside this road. Anyone who passes this road will unknowingly fall into the fantasy I made up."

"Like now."

"I will use your five senses to extend the daytime you perceive, covering up the night that follows. Then the second day will turn into night in your field of vision, and day and night will be reversed from then on."

Rengoku Fujuro was not surprised, as he had already realized this just now.

"So, you didn't overcome the sunlight. You just used illusions to create the illusion of living in the sunlight, deceiving the members of the [Anbu]... and also deceiving me."

"Although those villagers seemed to be out at night, it was actually still daytime... and that bullshit story was simply made up by you!"

"Yeah." Su Beixun spread his hands.

"Even if I can reverse the day and night in the eyes of living things, crops still need real sunlight."

"In order to ensure that the number of humans in the village does not decrease drastically, I can only let them farm at night to ensure food supply."

"As for that story... since you asked me so suddenly, I can only make it up and have [Long] tell it."

Rengoku Fushouro pursed his lips.

He was upset at his carelessness!
I saw so many suspicious points, but I didn't continue to investigate! But thinking about the situation at that time, this may just be a regret in hindsight.

but……

"What happened on my first day here? And that old evil ghost?"

(End of this chapter)