bookbashuk Chapter 698 Time to wake up from the dream
Chapter 698 Time to wake up from the dream
Chapter 698 Time to wake up from the dream
The huge, filthy, withered peach tree collapsed with a loud bang.
The twisted and hard trunk shrank and became soft, revealing a human shape.
The Great Immortal Peach God began to reveal the female posture in the dream, but not as holy and noble as in the dream. His body was still affected by the power of the underworld and was still filthy.
Due to the attack of the Yatagarasu just now, the blade of the long-handled sickle was embedded in Taoxian's back, and the sharp blade pierced out of his chest. The turbid blood in the shape of tree pulp dripped down along the blade.
The Great Peach God's eyes were no longer frantic, and had regained a little clarity.
For the last time, a dreamlike power emanated from Him.
However, the targets of this power are not Yatagarasu and Kamiya River.
That kind of blurry power was washing over Tao Xian's body. The black maggots twisting and turning around his body struggled even more fiercely at this moment, but soon fell off one after another, turning into rotten peach blossoms that bloomed and quickly withered.
What the Great Immortal Peach God did, which was like a last hurrah, was certainly not enough to remove the aura of the underworld from his body.
The black maggots, which are the embodiment of the breath of the underworld, will soon appear in His body again.
But at least doing it this way can be more decent.
You have to know that a long, long time ago, when the Great Peach God was first created by Izanagi, she was just a little girl who loved to show off.
He didn't want to leave as the ugly God of the Underworld.
"Master Taoxian?"
Yatagarasu loosened the sickle in its hand and raised its hand to support the Great Peach God.
She had a feeling that Tao Xian seemed to have turned back into the respectable leader and reliable elder sister she once was.
Although this transformation may not last long.
The Yatagarasu could keenly sense that the Great Peach God's exhausted soul, riddled with holes from pollution and decay, was about to collapse.
"Yatadori, I'm so sorry... I seem to have had a very ridiculous dream."
"Master Taoxian..."
"Heh... Heh..." The Great Peach God tried to make his tone as cheerful as before, "Are you here to give me peace, Yatagarasu? That's good, you did a good job... We had... an agreement before."
The Yatagarasu's lips moved slightly, but it couldn't utter a word.
Her eyebrows drooped and her eyes finally became sad.
During battle, Yatagarasu can suppress its emotions and make the most rational judgments and actions.
but now……
Now, the indisputable fact is before us.
She killed the god she once loved with her own hands.
But Yatagarasu knew that she should face all of this. This kind of thing should be done by herself, and should not be done through Kamiyagawa and others.
After all, she had made a pact with the Great Peach God.
"Yatadori, you've worked really hard... You've really grown up." Taoxian looked at Yatadori again, his eyes were sad, but also seemed to be a little relieved, and then he turned his gaze to the Kamiya River not far away:
"You... you have the aura of Takamagahara. I can feel it. I miss you so much... I really miss you..."
The Great Peach God muttered and withdrew his gaze, but this time he no longer looked at either Kamiya or Yatagarasu.
His eyes gradually lost focus as he looked up into the cloud-covered sky, or perhaps he wanted to see somewhere unknown that was higher than the sky.
Finally, the outline of His body slowly dissipated and turned into rotten peach blossoms, falling to the ground of the wasteland and transforming into a dreamy and misty force, flowing sadly to the surroundings.
In his dying moments, Tao Xian raised his hand, as if trying to grasp some unrealistic existence that only He could see:
"Izanagi-sama... Izanagi-sama, you still haven't come back... Are you okay? Don't you need my help anymore? Did I... protect everyone? Izanagi-sama..."
……
With the disappearance of the Peach Fairy, the eternal dream on Apoqi Plain finally gradually disappeared.
"Puff!"
The high-pitched cry of the dream-eating tapir echoed over the desolate wasteland.
The Great Peach God is no longer with us, and the Little Tapir has taken full control of the remaining "Deep Dream".
Those golden dream cornerstones were all wrapped and pulled by the little tapir's dream rainbow light, slowly flowing towards it.
This scene was enough to show that the Dream-Eating Tapir was probably going to inherit something from the Peach Fairy.
However, the Great Peach God did not reveal his divine skeleton.
He is a god without bones.
As for what Tao Xian left behind on the battlefield——
First, tens of thousands of soul crystals were collected by Kamiya Kawa the moment he disappeared.
There is also an A-level precious blood.
And a black wooden hair comb with a purple grape color.
This wooden hair comb has some broken teeth. Although it is made of wood, its texture is as smooth and lustrous as black jade, and one can feel the obvious aura of a god on it.
[Izanagi's Hair Comb (Legendary Material): Izanagi's hair ornament. Izanagi used it to stop Izumi Uzumaki, one of the Yomikuin gods, on Yomikuin Hirasaka, and later gave it to the Great Peach God. The comb was carefully kept by the Great Peach God, so it still has the scent of Izanagi.]
Kamiyagawa leaned over and put away the black wooden comb.
This thing should be the "human master material" he is looking for.
After the Great Fairy Peach God disappeared, the loud crow cries were heard again over the wasteland.
Wu Tiangou and Fudui Leigong appeared at the same time.
The Tengu was suspended in the air, the black wings on its back flapping silently. Scarlet blood and turbid pus stained his Yamabushi clothes, and his own blood and the blood of his enemies also mixed with his axe, flowing down in a winding manner.
Although he was injured, the eyes beneath the Karasu Tengu divine mask were still as bright as torches, and he looked down at the enemy with neither arrogance nor servility.
As for Fudui Leigong, his condition was not much better than that of Tiangou. In addition to the obvious knife wound caused by Mary, there were many more hideous wounds on his back.
One can imagine how fierce the single combat that just took place in the "One-on-One" space was.
"End it!"
Thunder roared above the battlefield.
The dazzling Tongjiqi and the cold Onikiri screamed and tore through the night.
Kamiyagawa took the lead and led the shikigami to launch the final charge.
After fighting for so long, both sides are exhausted.
However, due to the withdrawal of Tuzhen Leigong and Daxiantaoshen, the final Fudui Leigong could not be a match for Shengu Group.
Kamiya's side has the strength to easily defeat a single A-level god.
The outcome is decided.
……
In the dream of the millennium celebration of reincarnation.
Due to the battle between Kamiyagawa and others in the deep dream, this "surface dream" is in turmoil.
However, a considerable number of people who were immersed in their dreams did not notice anything unusual.
They were still celebrating the ceremony, just like countless times before, reliving the "most beautiful day" that Chikushi Castle had ever experienced.
A section of the Apogi River, away from the celebrating crowds.
Xiang Er brought a group of people and children and smashed the Yatagarasu's river lantern boat with stones.
Afterwards, these naughty children changed the target of their throwing stones to the tiny Yatagarasu.
"You're the one who killed everyone!"
"Go back to hell, you bad guy!"
"..."
Another stone was thrown out, and seeing the Yatagarasu fold its wings and curl up, Xiang Er felt a sense of relief.
Yes, yes.
That's it. Why does Lord Taoxian care so much about this annoying Yatagarasu?
Give her a lesson.
Xiang Er bent down again to pick up stones on the river bank.
It was at this moment that he heard a loud bang.
The huge and sad sound seemed to come from underground, or from the sky, and it was impossible to tell the source.
Along with this violent noise, the entire Apoqi Plain began to shake.
Xiang Er didn't know what was happening now.
He looked at the other children around him. Some of them were just as confused and panicked as he was. But some of them looked normal. In such a terrifying space vibration, they were still shouting and cursing excitedly, and throwing stones at the Yatagarasu.
Xiang Er stopped what he was doing, his head suddenly felt swollen and painful, and some memories that came from nowhere surged into his mind.
Should I hate Yatagarasu?
Should I treat Yatagarasu like this?
How many times have I done this again?
Many unreasonable questions surged in Xiang Er's mind.
But he still couldn't give himself an answer.
He didn't know what was wrong with him.
Fear, panic, helplessness.
Surrounded by such negative emotions, Xiang Er reluctantly raised his head again.
But everything before my eyes began to become incomprehensible.
He saw that the originally peaceful and vibrant Apogi River had become desolate and silent, and the Apogi River had also become ferocious, with undercurrents surging, so that the colorful light strips on the river surface had become completely dim.
The next second, Xiang Er heard extremely sad and painful wails and cries echoing in his mind.
"It's so painful..."
"help me!"
no no!
Stop making noise and stop crying!
Xiang Er wanted to shout, wanted to roar hysterically to stop the auditory hallucinations in his head.
But it can't be done no matter what.
His throat, his mouth, had been occupied by some sound.
It was at this time that Xiang Er realized that the crying and wailing were not hallucinations in his brain, but were spoken firmly from his own mouth.
"It's so painful..."
"help me!"
Xiang Er twitched and curled up his body. He saw that his body was rotting and emitting a foul odor, and disgusting black maggots were wriggling in his flesh and blood.
He remembered it all again.
Think of what happened in the five years after the Millennium Celebration.
Thinking of this endless dream of reincarnation.
How long have I been trapped in this dream?
It’s a pity that Xiang Er can’t think about so many problems.
It hurts, it really hurts.
He was still crying and still asking for help. It didn't matter whether he fell back into his beautiful dream or faced the real end.
And Xiang Er’s request for help was responded to.
He heard a faint singing voice coming from somewhere in the desolate wasteland.
The song was like a sigh in the wilderness, low and distant, penetrating countless wandering souls, bringing only a resonance of despair and peace.
It was an elegy, a requiem, flowing slowly. Every note was like a broken teardrop, dripping on the river where souls intertwined, stirring up ripples.
The pain in Xiang Er's body was soothed, and the helplessness and fear were calmed by the singing, and were replaced by a strange sense of peace.
He suddenly realized that he had heard this song before.
On the day my father died.
This is the song of the Yatagarasu birds bidding farewell to the dead.
"Yatadori...Yatadori...are you practicing for us?"
Xiang Er's eyes swept across the lonely river beach, and the tiny figure of the chick wearing a black cloak had disappeared without a trace.
Xiang Er wanted to cry again.
But instead of wailing at the top of his lungs, the tears just flowed calmly from his eyes.
He felt that his consciousness was being pulled away from his filthy and rotten body and floating up.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...Yatadori."
While he was still conscious enough to control his body, Xiang Er fell to his knees on the river bank.
He should have said this a long, long time ago, on the day his father passed away.
Afterwards, Xiang Er finally could no longer feel the weight of his body, only a sense of relief.
He heard the sound of wings flapping in the wind amid the dirge, and saw a dim lantern swaying before his eyes.
His soul floated as if it were drifting on gentle waves.
The lights around him flickered, and those souls that had also been appeased were drifting forward with him.
And ahead, pointed by the dim lantern, was a gorgeous sea of red flowers that had never been seen before...
"This should be the last time, right?"
……
On the Apoqi Plain.
The full moon tonight has escaped from the dark clouds, and the moonlight seems to be much brighter.
At this time, Kamiyagawa and his group had already escaped from the dream.
In the end, Fudui Leigong was naturally defeated by them and became a trophy and the food that the dog god picked carefully.
In reality, the Apoki Plain is desolate and silent, and the broken ruins of Chikushi Castle stand in the darkness like a tomb.
And look back.
The "peach forest" that led to Apogihara no longer existed. In the direction of Hirasaka, a wall of Senbiki stone that stretched between heaven and earth could be seen.
Here is the sober and cruel reality.
After the battle, most of the accompanying shikigami dispersed, and only Yatagarasu and Kaoru Kaoru remained.
The Yatagarasu was now disappearing high in the sky, but the faint light of the lantern could be seen falling from the sky. The dim, swaying blue light contrasted with the pure moonlight.
You can hear her ethereal and ethereal singing voice.
As the messenger of death, Yatagarasu guides the souls of the dead who have just escaped from their dreams in the wilderness.
The wandering and helpless souls were given final peace in her singing and transformed into illusory river lanterns that appeared above the Apogi River.
Thousands of points of light, like stars, were pushed forward by the flow of the river, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, as if another dream was being woven on this wasteland.
And further down the river, a huge skeleton stood.
Under the scarlet and tattered armor, there was a swaying crimson color.
The flower balls of the red spider lily bloom on the ground, the thin stamens tremble, and the delicate petals float everywhere, dancing in the bright and dark light cast by the "river lanterns".
The Yama girl, dressed in modern uniform, was sitting on the red shoulder armor of the wild skull.
Xiangyue Xun just sat there, quietly looking at the souls flowing on the river, her well-proportioned legs wrapped in black stockings crossed, her hand holding the folding fan hanging naturally, letting the night wind from high above blow her hair and skirt, without saying a word.
Xiangyue is working together with Yatagarasu to send the souls of the human grass here to the Sanzu River.
As agreed before.
(End of this chapter)