Kosuke Soma coughed up blood, his body swaying precariously in the air.
He looked down at the three terrifying figures below, but a smile appeared on his face.
"From the very beginning, I never intended to leave alive."
Looking at the weakened Soma Kosuke, Kujo Hiroharu's unease grew stronger.
Sothing's not right.
In the battle just now, Souma Kosuke didn't suffer any fatal injuries. With the vitality of an SS-rank professional, he shouldn't be so fragile.
There's also that very active insect tar from the Omiya family.
He originally planned to deal with that cowardly guy at the sa ti as dealing with Kosuke Soma.
The other party didn't show up at all.
Kujo Hiroharu's expression changed as he realized a possibility.
He imdiately shouted:
"Stop wasting your breath on him!"
"Kill him now!"
"He may very well possess the Eight-Foot Jade Orchid!"
Upon hearing the words "Yasakani no Magatama," the smile on the man in the white suit vanished, and his expression turned serious.
Greed flashed in Bhadra's eyes.
Wada Hirayama exhaled, assud the sword-drawing stance again, and unleashed his full power.
The three stopped testing each other and attacked simultaneously!
"Die!"
Bhadra roared and charged forward, his dark golden body bursting with light. His simple, direct punch, accompanied by a piercing explosion, contained the power to shatter mountains.
"One-Sword Style: Moonlit Blade!"
Wada Hirayama vanished from his spot and instantly reappeared behind Souma Kosuke. His katana slashed towards Souma Kosuke's neck.
On the ground, the man in the white suit pushed up his glasses, raised his hand and aid it at Kosuke Soma, then clenched his fist tightly.
The space around Soma Kosuke instantly distorted and collapsed inward into a black dot, threatening to devour him.
The three's all-out attack sealed off all of Souma Kosuke's escape routes.
This is a sure-fire trap!
Faced with the attack, Kosuke Soma showed no fear and even gave up resisting.
He hovered silently in the air, looking down at Kujo Hiroharu with pity, as if he were watching a clown.
"boom!"
Bhadra's fist struck first, tearing through the ink shield and slamming into his chest.
"Pfft!"
The fist pierced through his back, leaving a large hole in his chest, and his internal organs were instantly shattered.
Then, Wada Hirayama's blade flashed across his neck, and his head flew off.
Finally, the collapsing space swallowed his headless corpse.
Kosuke Soma's health bar is empty.
Dead beyond dead.
But at the mont his head flew off, he wore a strange smile, full of mockery and pleasure.
Bodies and heads fell from the sky.
Kujo Hiroharu watched this scene with a furrowed brow.
Sothing's not right.
Kosuke Soma is dead, but his unease only intensifies.
The evidence is that the world depicted in the painting has not disappeared.
This is Kosuke Soma's territory; it should have collapsed after his death.
But now, this inky world remains stable, without a single crack.
"Um?"
Bhadra also sensed sothing was wrong, and he suddenly looked up at the sky.
"Hello."
He spoke in a muffled voice, pointing to the top of his head.
"Why has the moon turned red?"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked up and saw that the moon in the sky had turned blood red.
It cast a chilling dark red light, enveloping the entire battlefield.
"It really is...red..."
"How could this happen? I feel...so uncomfortable..."
The survivors of the Kujo family began to stir with unease.
Wada Hirayama gripped the hilt of his sword, staring intently at the blood moon, his muscles taut. He sensed an aura from the blood moon that was more dangerous and terrifying than that of Soma Kosuke.
Kujo Hiroharu stared intently at the blood moon, his suspicions confird, and his expression turned extrely grim.
"well......"
The man in the white suit sighed softly, pushed up his glasses, and the lenses reflected a red light.
That's not the moon.
"That's a divine artifact."
"The Eight-Foot Jade Curved Jewel!"
...
anwhile, inside the ancestral hall of the Omiya family.
The dim candlelight flickered, illuminating rows of solemn morial tablets.
Hundreds of elderly people dressed in traditional clothing sat cross-legged, eyes closed and minds focused, their bodies radiating faint energy fluctuations, maintaining a connection with so distant being.
Outside the ancestral hall, Hideki Omiya stood with his hands behind his back, staring solemnly at the tightly closed gate, his heart filled with anxiety.
Sudden.
"puff--"
Inside the ancestral hall, a muffled, suppressed sound suddenly rang out.
Hideki Omiya's heart tightened, and he pushed open the door and rushed inside.
The scene before him made his eyes widen in horror.
The elderly man sitting cross-legged at the front suddenly trembled violently and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the floor in front of him red.
His face instantly turned as red as gold paper.
This seems to be a signal.
"puff!"
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
The sounds of vomiting blood echoed repeatedly inside the ancestral hall.
One after another, the old n trembled uncontrollably, blood gushed from their mouths, and their breaths weakened at a visible speed.
In just a few breaths.
The hundreds of family elders, who had been exhaling with composure, now appeared listless, as if their life force had been drained in an instant.
"Elders!"
Hideki Omiya let out a cry of grief and rushed to the side of the leading old man, trying to help him up.
He already knew the answer when this scene unfolded.
The Yasakani no Magatama was activated.
At the cost of life, with the soul as the guide.
This terrifying backlash was transmitted to the elders who had volunteered to sacrifice themselves through so mysterious connection.
This also ans...
Kosuke Soma is dead.
"Chieftain..."
The elderly man at the head of the group slowly opened his eyes, his voice as weak as a candle flickering in the wind.
He looked at Hideki Omiya, whose face was full of grief, but a relieved smile appeared on his face.
Hideki Ōmiya knelt down, bowed deeply to the crowd in the ancestral hall, and slamd his forehead heavily against the cold ground.
"Hideki... incompetent!"
His voice was filled with pain and self-bla.
"Thank you, elders, for sacrificing yourselves for the sake of the Gong family!"
"Cough cough..."
The elderly man at the head coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood, then waved his hand and smiled weakly.
"Chief, there's no need for that."
“We are willing to sacrifice, and not just for the Omiya family.”
He paused, then a startling light flashed in his eyes.
"Even more so for...the millions of innocent people in Japan."
"As long as we can kill that madman Kujo Hiroji and stop ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) his ambitions."
"It was all worth it!"
After saying this, the last glimr of light in the old man's eyes suddenly dimd.
His head drooped limply, and he fell silent.
He passed away suddenly.
"Elder!" Omiya Eiki cried out in grief.
It seed to be a chain reaction.
The remaining elderly n collapsed one after another.
Their life force was extinguished completely at the sa ti.
The once grand ancestral hall fell into a deathly silence in an instant.
Only Hideki Omiya remained, kneeling among the cold corpses, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, and blood dripped from between his fingers.
...
The world in the painting.
Kujo Hiroharu slowly raised his head, looked at the eerie blood moon in the sky, and sighed softly.
"I never expected that Kosuke Soma would actually use that thing."
His voice carried a complex emotion that even he himself was unaware of.
There was surprise, solemnity, and also a hint of... admiration.
"I underestimated the Omiya family."
"I also underestimated Hideki Omiya's determination to kill ."
The man in the white suit sighed:
"I never imagined that the first ti this eight-foot-long jade ornant was used, it would be on us."
"I don't know whether this is an honor or a misfortune."
Beside him, the towering giant Bhadra spoke in a deep, booming voice: "What exactly is the purpose of this eight-foot-long magatama?"
The man in the suit patiently explained:
"Legend has it that the Yasakani no Magatama wields the power of illusion and reality."
"When it is fully activated, it can completely transform an area into a realm that exists between reality and illusion."
His gaze swept over the surprised and uncertain faces of the crowd, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
In other words...
"From the mont we saw that red moon appear in the sky."
"We have already fallen into... an endless illusion created by it."
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