Blade of Darkness (3)

The Inquisitor, who was very special in Tsurumaru Kuninaga's eyes, returned to This Pill. The first thing she did was to shout that she was hungry and run to the kitchen to search for food.

Before this, Ji Kai had entrusted the task of cleaning up Hasebe to Yamamochi and Tarō Tarō. On the surface, the reason was that cleaning up one or two similar items was the same. But in reality, the three of them only exchanged glances and reached a consensus: to limit the number of people who knew the specific details to a limited range was a basic concern that their lord and colleagues had for the people involved.

Eating the animal biscuits that they found in the cupboard, The Inquisitor, who was hungry, felt a little better.

On the other side, Yamamochi and Tarō Tarō had also completed the most difficult task of cleaning up.

The two of them wore the thin, casual pajamas provided by Ji Kai and worked together to stuff the cleaned up Cut Long Hasebe into the quilt.

"My lord …" Yamamochi was worried. He looked up at The Inquisitor, who was holding a biscuit box and walking into the room. He didn't know what to say.

Tarō Tarō's gaze was also very serious.

Ji Kai didn't know what was going on. He didn't like being stared at by the two of them.

He could only sigh and give up inviting the two of them to taste the especially delicious snacks when they were hungry. He turned around and closed the paper door, isolating the rest of the people who were following behind him and preparing to enter the room.

Yamamochi uncovered the quilt on Cut Long Hasebe's body.

Under the quilt, the gray-haired blade was not wearing anything.

Ji Kai's first reaction was to cover his eyes. His second reaction was to peek through the gaps between his fingers.

Hasebe had a good figure. His body shape after the Dark Fall and the two dimensions were also within the normal aesthetic range.

But that wasn't the point.

Under the guidance of Yamamochi's finger, Ji Kai saw the bone spurs that had already emerged from Fu Mourning God's knees, a part of his deformed feet, and a short section of tail that had emerged from his tailbone.

Its tail was made up of several segments of white bone, and there was a spike at the end of the tail, which was about the length of a middle finger.

"Well …" Ji Kai squatted beside Hasebe and looked back at the two silent swords. "I understand why you don't dress him."

The Inquisitor covered Hasebe with a quilt. "Let them in."

A few minutes later, the Hand entered the room. The Fu Mourning God of This Pill was kneeling in a circle. In the middle of the bunk was an unconscious Cut Long Hasebe and The Inquisitor, who was wearing a nightgown.

The swords stared at Cut Long Hasebe in unison. Ji Kai coughed softly to draw their attention.

"As you know, our This Pill's Cut Long Hasebe is already … No, it should be said that he is in the midst of the Dark Fall."

While returning to his room to change his clothes, Ji Kai logged off midway to urgently search for information on the Dark Fall.

In this section, the officials only gave a very general concept: the key factor that differentiated the Time Reversal Army from the Sword and Fu Mourning God was the human emotions that they were endowed with.

Once the emotional system, which the Death Gods were unfamiliar with and did not understand, was overly stimulated and collapsed under certain inducing conditions, the man with the sword and saber would transform into the appearance of the Time Reversal Army, which was extremely dangerous.

At this time, the government of time would intervene to ensure the normal operation of This Pill.

The same concept, from the perspective of the Fu Mourning God, had a different interpretation.

The Fu Mourning God was the embodiment of a sleeping artifact's yearning and soul.

When going out to fight the enemy, if one was injured, the body would be damaged accordingly, and the soul would also be tainted with the Time Reversal Army's aura.

While the Swordsmith repaired the body, The Inquisitor needed to use his spiritual power to purify the Fu Mourning God's soul.

Otherwise, over time, the Fu Mourning God's consciousness would be affected, and in severe cases, they would enter the Dark Fall and be assimilated into the Sword and Fu Mourning God.

If the previous incident with This Pill was the root cause of Cut Long Hasebe's Dark Fall, then the delay of the Sword and Fu Mourning God's Hand was the direct catalyst that pushed everything to happen.

"This is my fault."

Ji Kai frowned. "I just became The Inquisitor, and because of my natural conjecture, I delayed the timing of Cut Long Hasebe's Hand and caused his Dark Fall."

"I will do my best to treat him," The Inquisitor, who had put away his usual lazy attitude, sincerely promised the Fu Mourning God in front of him.

"Dark Fall … can it be reversed?" Candlestick Tachibana asked doubtfully.

For the Sword and Fu Mourning God, Dark Fall was a word that could not be discussed aloud.

It was like the most powerful infectious disease, causing all the Fu Mourning God to pale in fright.

All the relevant information had been secretly spread, and it had been distorted and fabricated along the way.

Today, except for some basic information, most of the Fu Mourning God knew very little about the key issues.

"I'm not sure if it can be reversed." Because no one had tried it before, there were no similar records on the Internet.

"But I can stop it from continuing." Ji Kai was confident.

"… Is it related to the ability you displayed today?" Tarō Tarō, who was sitting at the back, did not forget what The Inquisitor had said on the battlefield.

Er … The person who had been hit by Taitō's bullseye froze.

Ah, it's really troublesome to explain, but if I don't explain … Ji Kai glanced at him without batting an eyelid, and found that Yamamochi Kokuhiro was also staring at him with a serious expression.

The others were confused, and they had no idea what the topic was.

Although they were not in the bathhouse, and there were not many animal biscuits left, the man who never went back on his word decided to fulfill his promise. "Well, you can say that."

"Your so-called 'Spiritual Power' …" Ji Kai took out a whiteboard from the list he carried with him, took out a marker, and drew as he spoke. "In my hometown, it's called 'Qi.'

After mastering certain skills and undergoing difficult training, some people can use this energy better than ordinary people.

These people are called 'Telekinesis Users.' "

"I'm a 'Telekinesis User.'

Telekinesis can be divided into six types, and different types determine a person's strengths and weaknesses.

The six types are strengthening, transformation, materialization, trait, manipulation, and release.

I belong to the materialization type. "

He handed the whiteboard with a simple analysis to Gokusen, and asked him to pass it to the others.

The Inquisitor, on the other hand, opened up his empty palm.

The next moment, a gentle breeze inexplicably swirled in the room. The Fu Mourning God looked up in shock, and looked at each other.

The Inquisitor's originally faint, peaceful, and warm Spiritual Power suddenly surged like a rising tide, fiercely washing over their bodies and souls from head to toe.

"This is really …" Candlestick Tachibana gritted his teeth, and spat out the second half of his sentence with difficulty. "How ungentlemanly …" After saying that, the Fu Mourning God, who was wearing an eye patch, covered his other eye with a trembling hand, bent over, and fell to the ground.

The others did not have time to laugh at his gentlemanly demeanor.

Because he was not the only one who fell.

The sore and numb feeling came from every pore, and it was extremely comfortable and stimulating. They almost lost their consciousness, and only wanted to open their mouths and instinctively twist and pant.

"Mas, Master …" The Five Tigers Retreat cried as they lay on the ground.

The tigers reached out their claws to grab The Inquisitor's clothes and wrists.

The youth opened his eyes and saw the scene of everyone lying on the ground, and he immediately stopped releasing his Ki. "Bad situation, bad situation, I just wanted to use it …"

Gokusen Kanazane got up with red eyes, and did not comment on this "use it".

When he looked at The Inquisitor again, he saw that One Vibration Blade had appeared out of thin air in his hand.

It looked a little familiar …

The blonde youth could not help but touch his waist.

His original body was placed in his room.

Who was this?

"Yamamochi Kokuhiro.

The Yamamochi Kokuhiro for a period of time in the future. "

Ji Kai handed the blade to Yamamochi and explained, "My Telekinesis can materialize any weapon I see, and copy the user's related abilities.

However, it is not the original weapon, but the weapon for a period of time in the future.

If it is not used well, it will be of little value; if it is used well, it will be very powerful. "

The evaluation of little value was the contempt of others; the latter was Ji Kai's honest self-knowledge.

"However, the weapons I can materialize are only those I have seen with my own eyes and seen the other party use.

Also, I need to attach my Telekinesis to the other party. "

After everyone's appraisal, the materialized Yamamochi Kokuhiro looked and felt no different from the real thing.

After one round, it returned to the blonde swordsman's hand.

"I see …" Tarō Tarō, who had seen The Inquisitor in action, muttered to himself and quickly understood.

"Wait!"

Gokusen Kanazane grabbed Tarō Tarō and growled, "Did the Lord make a move on the battlefield earlier?!"

"Are you injured?!"

One Vibration Taitō, who was worried about the duo, grabbed Ji Kai and looked him up and down carefully. "If you are injured, you must treat it immediately. Don't hide it!"

The black-haired youth did not know whether to laugh or cry as he broke free from Candlestick Tachibana's evil clutches. "Don't worry, I am very strong."

Gokusen Kanazane looked at The Inquisitor's thin arms and legs carefully and raised his eyebrows with an expression that said, "You are patronizing me."

"It's true …" Ji Kai pulled Tarō Tarō and pushed him in front of him. "If you don't believe me, you can ask him."

Everyone's eyes focused on Taitō.

Fu Mourning God, who had a high ponytail and an indifferent expression, nodded. "My Lord … is very strong."

"How strong?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga asked curiously.

Tarō Tarō glanced at everyone present and thought for a moment before giving an honest assessment. "If all the swordsmen here were to join forces … we would not be able to defeat him."

"Ah?

… "Taitō's tone was steady and serious. There was no trace of a joke.

Gokusen Kanazane, who recognized this, could not remain calm. "Are you serious?!"

Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was very confident in himself, crossed his arms and raised them above his head. He leaned back and winked at Ji Kai. "The Inquisitor, do you have time to fight?"

Candlestick Tachibana pulled Tsuru Maru away from The Inquisitor's side with a dark expression.

"Let's not get hung up on these trivial matters …"

The topic had seriously deviated. As the leader of this discussion, The Inquisitor was a little embarrassed and immediately changed the direction of the conversation.

"Just now, I used 'Ki' to give everyone a simple injection …"

The Inquisitor glanced at the swordsmen in the room. He blinked and asked for their feedback. "How's the strength?

Should I strengthen it a little more? "

"…" Candlestick Tachibana turned his head away with a red face.

Ji Kai shifted his gaze to his initial blade.

Gokusen Kanazane lowered his eyes. His cheeks were under control, but his ears were red.

"It's, it's … okay?"

The purple-haired Fu Mourning God stammered.

Yamamochi Kokuhiro lowered his head like an ostrich.

Tarō Tarō's expression changed a little, which was rare. He nodded happily.

Tsurumaru Kuninaga praised, "First time?

Very good! "He touched the head of Snickersnee, who was still unable to straighten up.

"That's good!"

Ji Kai relaxed and smiled at the sword-wielding men. "Today's events are a lot more than I expected."

The Inquisitor turned around and tucked Hasebe in. He turned around and looked at the Fu Mourning God, who was waiting for him to speak.

"There's no time for the hot spring party tonight. Let's postpone it to this time tomorrow.

Then it's dinner … I also hope that everyone can help in the kitchen.

Everyone is tired. If we work together, the efficiency will be much higher. "

"Also, before disbanding, I have something to tell you."

The few people who were about to get up sat back down.

Ji Kai looked at them and went straight to the point.