Smooth black scales, mixed with earth and rocks, slid coldly between the mist and rain, and huge black shadows appeared and disappeared.

Kamiyagawa stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, pulling out a huge thunder gun with emerald green color and manic arc movement.

"Ah——Hum——"

The dragon thunder full of vitality was thrown out, piercing the rain and gray fog, roaring and biting high into the sky.

The thunder gun exploded and blossomed into a huge tree-root-like net. The thunderbolts chased each other one by one, roaring and whistling. The high places were pierced, and the outlines wrapped in the mist were clearly exposed.

There were two snake heads high up, and the lower ends of the snake's body were entangled together. One of them was hit by a thunder gun and fell backwards.

But the other one remained unmoved.

At the top of the snake's head was a huge black eyeball, hanging just like that at a high place. Lightning exploded on its edge, and rainwater flowed along its surface, but it just remained still, staring down.

In the center of the eyeball, the golden vertical pupil expanded and contracted, reflecting Kamiyakawa's tiny figure.

"Mortal? No...it seems more than that."

Someone's voice came from deeper inside the thick fog.

Different from the crazy roar of the big snake, this voice is ethereal and cold, just like the condescending and arrogant inspection of the black eyeball.

"oh?"

Kamiyakawa narrowed his pupils and looked into the depths of the gray mist. There seemed to be something attracting him there.

"Associating with ghosts and ghosts is no different from ghosts. Are you in a mortal body but trying to become a god like me?"

That hard voice sounded again.

In an instant, the eyeballs from high up were suddenly swung down!

The speed far exceeds the attack frequency of other snake heads just now.

It's not just this snake head, but also the one that was just repelled by the dragon thunder. Kamiya can still clearly feel that there is a huge pressure in the surrounding fog, like a mountain collapsing and the earth is cracking!

"If you overestimate your capabilities, you should be killed!"

The voice in the thick fog was like a one-sided judgment.

In the golden vertical pupils that fell down, the tiny figure of Kamiya River continued to enlarge. The moment it appeared to the extreme, the red blood mist boiled and stirred out, and the red and black Gothic dress swayed, blocking Kamiya's body.

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"Mary, in front of you."

The heavy machete fell, and the terrifying momentum swept down like a violent storm.

The cold and hard steel glowed with blood in the gray-red mist, and the blade was like the fangs of death. The space where the blade was directed was cut open, and a gap was opened, while the surrounding air trembled suddenly and was pushed to

On both sides, crazy wind pressure formed.

The attack trajectory of the eyeball snake head suddenly tilted, like a tennis ball being opened and smashed into the distance.

Kamiyagawa was not idle either. Onishue and Onikiri held the second snake head that came one after another, and the boy Kiri Yasuna in his hand seized the opportunity to draw a beautiful arc in the air.

The golden sword light is like stars, and large snake scales burst out between the flashes!

Even though Kamiya and Mari cooperated tacitly, it was not enough.

The strong oppression coming from the thick fog did not diminish at all.

Ibuki Orochi at least has a head that can move freely without restriction, and he also has a tail.

"Ibaraki! What are you waiting for?"

"It's so noisy, don't order me around!"

Ibaraki Doji's curses came from nowhere.

Although he curses a lot, the ghost of Rashomon is very honest physically.

The sound of bones and muscles tearing and stretching sounded.

In an instant, a white illusory arm that was several stories high, with its five fingers bent and spread out, rose from the depths of the thick fog.

Rows of ferocious bone spurs grew wildly on the pale tendon membrane, carrying the terrifying aura of towering mountains, blocking the offensive coming from the mist.

What Ibaraki caught was the tail of the snake god.

"Eye, nose, ears, tail, where is this guy's mouth?"

Kamiya thought so.

Then, the snake god's wild roar of pain was heard, coming from the deeper and higher palace on the north side.

The cooperation of Mari, Kamiya, and Ibaraki just now must have hurt Ibuki Orochi.

"Woo-"

The sound of whales sounded high in the sky, and a blurry dreamlike red light extended from a distance.

The whales and little tapirs who were responsible for battlefield support were freed up to assist Mari and Ibaraki here.

"Did the mouth stay deep in the air to spit out mist?"

Kamiya put his hands on his waist.

There was an unsheathed letter hanging there, and with the help of a flash of light, he rushed deeper into the thick fog alone. No, he was not completely alone. After all, there was still a Prajna hanging on his body that was one and the same as him.

When we arrived here, we could already vaguely see the crawling outline of the collapsed palace.

Kamiyagawa almost didn't think about it, he directly raised [Banshee] and fired [Three Thousand Worlds]!

The pitch-black muzzle emitted a sharp howl like a banshee crying in pain.

The red Daikai stood up from behind Kamiyagawa, his illusory figure stretched towards the heights. The Demon King of the Sixth Heaven raised his armor-covered arm and pointed forward, and countless muskets were outlined!

Gunfire roars!
Chapter completed!