226 Episode 93: Weiwei VS Klimt (2/2)
It was more obvious than looking at the fire that it was due to the technique of Weiwei (depression).
Even if it is the same procedure, the precision of Zhen Dou (properly) is different, the density is different, and the concentration is different.Perfectly enclosed, the current Klimt can't even use its beginnings.
However, even if Klimt could do his best, he would not have been able to stop the next sword of Weiwei (depression).
Like a weightless person, weiwei (depressed) wields a sword that closes the distance from Klimt at a speed reminiscent of the wind.There was no hostility, no will to fight, and no sense of rolling.And yet, I don't feel like I can prevent it.I don't feel like it.
”--- Nakaki Absolute Blade, Turning”
As soon as he heard the voice, Klimt saw the sight of his neck flying through the air.If it hadn't reflexively protected the neck with its right arm, it would undoubtedly have been a sight of reality.
The flash of depression cuts through the darkness with every Klimt.
With a slight delay, a large amount of blood splashes were scattered, and a thudding sound was made, creating a red stain on the floor.The source of the blood spray is Klimt's right arm, which was slashed.
Kurt!!
Until then, without disturbing the Klimt, the screams began simultaneously from the mouths of Lan and Yamato, who were watching the situation while drinking their clenched saliva.
Speaking of Klimt, he couldn't afford to return his voice to both of them, and while holding down the wound on his right arm that had been slashed, he kept a distance from the depression.Now that he's some distance away, he can't escape from the old man in front of him, but Klimt is looking for a way to survive the severe pain.Meanwhile, the scream did not get a single distressing voice.
And when she saw it, her mouth fluttered quietly.
”Did you protect your neck at the expense of a right arm?”It was clear that there was no other way to overcome the current sword, but there were not many swordsmen who could reluctantly put it into action.Young but brilliant balls. ”
”... should I say” Azumi, honored ”to compliment you...?”
When Klimt retorted as he endured the severe pain, Wei Rui (depressed) flickered his smile on his face for the first time.
”I don't hate the strength of the losing Qi that keeps slapping my mouth throughout this period.Did you say Kurt, or did you say anything?Tell me if you have one. I will tell the ceremony department and deliver your will to my family. ”
”Huh... that's a lot of care...”
For a moment, my sister's face passed through her head, but Klimt kept it away on his own.It would be a lie to say that I was not shaken by Wei Wei's offer, but Klimt's pride does not allow me to implore the person who killed me.
It seemed unlikely that a man who cut off his subordinates would lawfully keep his promise to his enemy, the Klimt.
Klimt responded to Wei Wei (depressed) without feeling offended, nodding lightly.
”Then all I can do is not prolong my suffering any longer.”
Saying goodbye, Wei Wei (depressed) walked up to Klimt and waved his sword - no, he tried to.
However, the blade stops in the air before it cuts off Klimt's neck.
Because the orchid broke between Klimt and Weiwei and tried to stop Weiwei's blade with her body.
Wei Rui raised his right eyebrow and looked at the orchid.There is a slight bewilderment in the expression.
Mr. Fang's leader, Wei Rui, naturally has no hesitation in slaying demons.That said, I didn't have the hobby of slashing a girl who wasn't old enough, and who wasn't a swordsman.
”It's better to retreat.” Or else, I'll cut you off. ”
I won't quit!
The run immediately swept away the warning of Wei Wei (depression).It's not that I'm determined.Her legs are trembling, and her eyes are shaking with fear as she desperately looks back at Wei Wei (depressed).Still, Lan didn't try to move from the spot.
”He is not a Light God, but a human swordsman who guards the gate.Three hundred years ago, I was the one who betrayed the Omushira Demon Clan and locked up in the demon realm. ”
”Even so, Kurt protected me and my brother!You have protected us from the Light God Sect!We, the Royal Family of Tsubayama, will never forget our gratitude! ”
”... I see.”
Listening to Lan's hard voice, Wei Lu understood the futility of persuasion and sighed with a small sigh.
In any case, in the sense of knowing the secret, my sister and brother are also targets for final disposition.As a depressive, I was thinking of taking the two of them to the main shrine of the Kwangjin Shrine to be consulted by the Pope, but if they seem to have isolation from the Kwangjin Shrine so far, they will not quietly follow the depressive.
Even so, Zendo's shallow thoughts and depressions are blurred in his heart.I was envious of my own bad luck that I could not wander under my command.In this regard, even the ceremonial section with many attractive young people is envious.
In any case, the means that could be taken here were decided.If the Royal Family of Tsuboyama is to be martyred by grace, Usui (depressed) will only do what Mr. Higashi has to do as the head of his family.
”Very well, then, martyrdom by his grace, Princess of the Mountains.”
That's when Wei Wei (depressed) tried to cut off Lan's thin neck.
― ― Suddenly, Wei Wei (depressed) kicked the floor and quickly jumped backwards.Immediately thereafter, Hida (crumb), which had flown in with tremendous force, torn the space where the depressive head had been until then.
Hida (crushing) is basically a pebble, but the bounced Hida (crushing) easily crushes a person's body with enough skill and enough silk.Had it not been for the depression, Hida would surely have crushed his skull.
Hida (Crushing) still does not stop, but attacks two or three times continuously toward the backwardly lowered Weiwei (depression).Each time, Wei Wei continued to fly back and fly through the dust.
As a result, the distance between the vortex and the run opens up greatly.Seeing that, you thought you had had enough, and the Hida that was attacking Weiwei stopped.
What the hell happened?Without knowing why, Lan blinked his eyes, and soon realized that a boy was standing on the straight line connecting himself to Weiwei.
Gray, patchy hair and reddish-colored (shakudo) skin.Both eyes glowed brightly with a desperate desire to fight, and a horn protruded from her forehead as if to pierce the sky.
The colour of the robe (senpo) worn by the boy whose face is full of youth and wisdom is black.It belonged to the Nakayama Army.
”...... Black Wolf Kagari. Have you been here long?”
Kagari, the demon boy who heard Wei Wei's (depressed) words, laughed unstoppably.