Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 562: Draw the Sword on a Rainy Night, the Girl Enters the Evil Path

On a rainy night, the wind howled like an invisible giant hand tearing the world apart.

Yunari stood in the wind and rain, her clothes soaked and clinging to her body, outlining her thin yet tough figure.

The [Thousand Cranes] in her hand emitted a faint cold light, as if responding to her inner excitement.

"Perhaps, this is fate."

Yunari's voice was very soft, but extremely clear. In the strong wind, it was like a stone falling into a calm lake, causing ripples.

She no longer hesitated, her slender fingers tightly grasped the hilt of the knife, and a warm current spread from the hilt to her whole body.

At this moment, she felt a wonderful connection between herself, this knife, and this world.

It was as if something had awakened within her, crying out from the depths of her soul.

"Shh-"

The knife was unsheathed, and a cold light cut through the rain curtain, like a glimpse of a stunning beauty.

A strong wind suddenly arose, blowing up fallen leaves, flying sand and rocks, and the sky and the earth were in chaos.

Countless paper cranes came from all directions and danced around Yunari, as if welcoming their queen.

These paper cranes, with a faint fluorescent glow, flicker in the darkness, like stars dotted in the night sky. They are beautiful, yet a little weird.

More and more paper cranes gathered, and finally formed a huge vortex, spinning and making a whistling sound, like the roar of a giant beast from ancient times.

In the center of the vortex, a figure slowly emerged.

She was an old woman in a kimono, with white hair and a youthful face, kind eyes, a paper fan in her hand, and a faint smile on her face, like a fairy walking out of a scroll.

"Crane..." Yunari looked at the old woman in front of her,

He Nai'er, the sword spirit of [Qianzuru], a legendary existence, now stands in front of her.

"Child, you are finally here." Henaier's voice was gentle and kind, like a spring breeze blowing across the cheek, making people feel extremely comfortable and at ease.

She slowly walked up to Yunari and gently stroked her hair. "It seems I still couldn't stop you from stepping into this vortex."

Yunari lowered her head, a trace of guilt flashing in her eyes: "I'm sorry, He Nai'er, I..."

"Silly child, there's nothing to be sorry about."

He Nai'er interrupted her, still with a gentle smile on her face,

"Since you have chosen this path, I will walk it with you. From today on, I will be your guardian. I will protect you with my life."

Yunari raised her head and looked at the kind face of Tsuru Nai'er, her heart filled with emotion and gratitude.

She knew that she had made an important decision, a decision that would change her destiny.

However, at this warm moment, a powerful pressure descended from the sky and instantly enveloped the entire space.

The Yellow God Envoy in the robe stood not far away, his face ashen and his eyes burning with flames of anger.

He witnessed Yunari drawing her sword with his own eyes, and witnessed her becoming the master of the Huojin sword. This was a great shame for him and a challenge to his authority.

"You... you actually dared to disobey my orders!" The voice of the Yellow God Envoy was icy cold, like a cold wind from hell, which made people shudder.

His eyes became extremely cold at this moment, like two sharp blades piercing Yunari's heart.

He could not accept Yunari's disobedience, nor could he accept the fact that she became the master of the Huojin sword.

"Yuunari, you will pay for your stupidity!"

The voice of the Yellow God Envoy's robe was like a thunderclap, exploding in the night sky.

He slowly raised his hand, and a terrifying force gathered in his palm, as if to destroy the entire world.

"Yuunari, from now on, you are a wanted criminal of the "Fierce Ghost" level..."

The voice of the Yellow God Envoy's robe was like thunder, echoing in the rainy night.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yunari's wanted poster spread like a virus on electronic screens of all sizes in Osaka.

Under the high-definition pixels, the girl's pretty face looks a little childish, and the bright red words "【Ghost】Level Wanted Criminal" next to it are as glaring as a brand.

"Oh my god, what did this girl do wrong? She looks quite innocent..."

"[Fierce Ghost] level? This is the highest level wanted order! This girl must have exposed the truth!"

"No way, no way? No way, would anyone dare to commit a crime under the nose of the Oracle?"

Passersby were talking and pointing, as if they had discovered something shocking.

The originally bustling streets suddenly became silent, and then an even louder noise broke out.

This sudden wanted order was like dropping a bomb on a calm lake, causing huge waves.

There was murderous intent in the eyes of the Yellow God Envoy, and his figure flashed, rushing towards Yunari like a ghost.

The wind was howling, the raindrops were as hard as needles, and the air was filled with a strong murderous intent.

At the critical moment, a figure stood in front of Yunari.

Yuhui Qinggong, holding a long sword, stands still like a guardian god.

The knife flashed, blocking the attack from the Yellow God Envoy's robe.

The harsh sound of metal colliding resounded through the night sky, and sparks flew everywhere, like fireworks blooming in the night sky.

"He Naer, the civilians around here..." Yuhui Qinggong's voice sounded a little anxious, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

He knew that the power of the Yellow God's Robe came from faith, and the more civilians around him, the stronger his power would be.

Crane Nai'er smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, young man, I have my own way."

As soon as she finished speaking, He Nai'er's body turned into countless paper cranes, surging in all directions like a white tide.

A sea of ​​paper cranes flooded the streets, like snowflakes falling in the night sky, light and beautiful.

However, behind this beautiful scene lies a huge danger.

These paper cranes, as if they had life, moved flexibly among the crowd.

They used their sharp beaks to gently peck at the necks of civilians, like mosquito bites, instantly paralyzing them and putting them into a deep sleep.

"What the hell, what kind of operation is this?"

"There's something about this old lady!"

"Is this the legendary... mass hypnosis?"

The onlookers who were hiding in the distance and watching the scene widened their eyes and their jaws almost dropped to the ground.

This scene is even more sci-fi than a sci-fi movie!

In just a few minutes, all the civilians within a ten-kilometer radius were pecked unconscious by the paper cranes and lay quietly on the ground like sleeping babies.

Henaier's move was like cutting off the firewood from under the cauldron, directly cutting off the source of power of the Yellow God Envoy's robe.

"You..." The Yellow God Envoy Yupao's face turned pale. He didn't expect that this seemingly frail old lady actually possessed such powerful strength.

Just as he was about to stop Henaier's actions, Yuhui Qinggong attacked again with his sword.

The sword light was like lightning, pouring down like a storm, firmly suppressing the Yellow God Envoy's robe.

"You can't escape!" Yuhui Qinggong's voice was cold and firm, like a judgment from hell.

The air was filled with the flashing of swords and the murderous aura. The rainy night made things even more violent.

At the same time, between the mirror images of the high-rise buildings in Osaka, a figure is shuttling at an astonishing speed...

"Uncle Kyosuke, you'd better hold on tight..." A playful voice echoed in the empty street.