PFC Chapter 429 Nine Calamities (Page 12)
Chapter 429 Nine Calamities (Page 12)
Osaka.
Yuri Takishiro was fighting the zombie beast.
suddenly--
“Buzz——!!!”
A game console pendant hanging from his waist suddenly vibrated violently, and the screen lit up with a blinding red light!
"Ok?"
Yuri Takishiro frowned and took off the pendant.
This is the "emergency communicator" left to him by Haruki Amamiya. Once triggered, it means that the other party has encountered a crisis that cannot be resolved alone!
The pixelated map on the screen flickered and finally locked onto the ruins of Mount Fuji, where a huge red dot was jumping wildly!
"The Corpse God...awakens?!"
Yuri Takihaku's pupils suddenly contracted, and he abruptly stood up!
"Something's happened to Amamiya and the others!"
"I'm going to save them!"
Over Osaka.
Yuri Takishiro stood on the edge of the high-rise building, the night wind lifting his white hoodie.
He raised his hand, and a virtual game controller appeared in his palm—
"Game Start—'Flight Mode'!"
"Shua——!!!"
Suddenly, a pair of enormous wings of light composed of pixelated light unfolded behind him, like the wings of an angel in a game, with each feather made up of data streams!
"Target: Mount Fuji!"
"boom--!!!"
With a flap of his wings, his figure transformed into a streak of light, piercing the night sky!
The ruins of Mount Fuji.
When Yuri Takishiro arrived, the sight before him made him gasp for breath—
A corpse hundreds of meters tall stood in the ruins, its faceless head riddled with gaping wounds, and crimson light flickering between its fangs!
Meanwhile, Haruki Amamiya was kneeling on the ground, his arms a bloody mess, with the Burial Mountain stuck to the side, its scarlet patterns writhing wildly!
"Haruki!"
Yuri Takishiro swooped down, her wings folding, and landed steadily in front of the three.
"Takishiro?!" Yoshiki Furuhara's eyes widened. "What are you doing here?!"
Yuri Takihaku didn't answer, her gaze fixed on the Corpse God, her finger drawing a line in the air—
"Game Field—Expand!"
“Buzz——!!!”
Centered on him, the space within a kilometer radius was instantly covered by data streams, the ground turned into a pixel grid, and the sky became a deep blue like an electronic screen!
A health bar suddenly appeared above the Corpse God's head!
—The health bar stretches across the sky, remaining health: 99.9%!
"Percentage...that's really painful!"
Yuri Takishiro raised her hand, and a pixelated longsword materialized in her palm, its blade wreathed in a dark blue data stream!
"cut--!!!"
"laugh--!!!"
The blade flashed as it sliced through the Corpse God's bone claws, causing the health bar to twitch slightly.
99.8%!
"What?!" Yuri Takishiro's pupils contracted. "Only 0.1% was deducted?!"
The rift in the Corpse God slowly turned towards him, and crimson light gathered—
"Roar--!!!"
A beam of red light shot out like a torrent!
"dodge!"
Yuri Taki's white wings flapped, and his figure shifted to the side like a ghost. A red light brushed past the hem of his clothes, and the cliff behind him instantly evaporated!
"This is troublesome..." he gritted his teeth, "This guy's defense... is too high!"
Haruki Amamiya struggled to his feet, and Souyama grasped it again: "Takishiro... its core is in its chest cavity!"
Yuri Takishiro nodded, her gaze fixed on the Corpse God's chest—
There, a dark crystal is faintly visible, marked as a "weak point" by the pixel grid!
"Shota! Yoshiki! Cover me!"
Hoshimi Shota's cursed talisman transformed into chains, binding the Corpse God's bone claws: "Thunder Magic - Heavenly Bind!"
Yoshiki Furuhara threw an electromagnetic pulse bomb at the rift in the Corpse God: "Disrupt it!"
"boom--!!!"
The Corpse God paused slightly, and Yuri Takishiro's wings of light fully opened, transforming into a stream of light that rushed straight towards the core!
"Game Skill - 'Fatal Strike'!"
"Shua——!!!"
The pixelated longsword pierced the pitch-black crystal, and a frenzy of data flowed in!
"Click——!!!"
Cracks appeared in the crystal, and the Corpse God's health bar jumped sharply—
95%!
"Roar--!!!"
The Corpse God was utterly enraged, its heart pounding along its spine as it unleashed a torrential barrage of bone claws!
"boom--!!!"
Yuri Takishiro was sent flying by a palm strike and crashed heavily into the rock wall!
"Takishiro!" Haruki Amamiya's eyes widened in fury.
Amidst the smoke and dust, Yuri Takishiro coughed up blood, but her eyes remained calm: "No... percentage-based damage is too weak against it..."
"It is 'God'... My rules of the game... cannot suppress it!"
The ruins of Mount Fuji, bathed in crimson moonlight.
The roar of the Corpse God shook the heavens and the earth; its bone claws tore through the rock layers, and a scarlet beam of light swept across, turning the ruins into scorched earth.
Haruki Amamiya knelt on the ground, his arms a bloody mess, with the Burial Mountain stuck beside him, its scarlet patterns writhing wildly.
"It's too late..." He gritted his teeth, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings—
Yoshiki Furuhara's shoulder was pierced, and blood stained half of his body.
Hoshimi Shota's magical power was exhausted, and his face was as pale as paper;
Yuri Taki's white wings dimmed, and the game world was on the verge of collapse.
In the distance, the Corpse God's health bar still stretched across the sky, with remaining health at 99%!
"This is the only way..."
Haruki Amamiya suddenly stood up and grabbed the katana at his waist—
"Nine blades gathered...forged with blood!"
He suddenly drew his first knife—Du'e!
The purple blade gleamed eerily in the moonlight. Without hesitation, Haruki Amamiya slashed his palm, and blood flowed down the blade!
"Nine Cuts, One [Crossing Calamity] - Sacrifice!"
“Buzz——!!!”
The blade of the Crossing Calamity trembled, and purple light surged. Amamiya Haruki's face turned pale instantly, as if his life force was being frantically drained!
But he didn't stop, and immediately drew a second knife—the Burial Mountain!
The jet-black blade plunged into the ground, and crimson patterns spread out like living things!
"Nine Cuts, Two Burials at the Mountain - Sacrifice!"
"boom--!!!"
The ghosts of the dead roared, and the veins on Haruki Amamiya's arms bulged and his skin cracked inch by inch!
The third one—Chizuru!
The fourth one—Rain Bomb!
The fifth one—the black rope!
"Nine Blades Three [Chizuru] - Sacrifice!"
"Nine Knives Four [Rain Jump] - Sacrifice!"
"Nine Cuts Five [Black Rope] - Sacrifice!"
Five Calamity Blades surrounded Amamiya Seiki, their blades embedded in the ground, forming a blood-red array!
“Ahhhh——!!!”
Haruki Amamiya roared to the sky, blood seeping from his seven orifices, his body feeling as if it were being pierced by thousands of steel needles!
His will was on the verge of collapse, and his blood was almost drained!
"No... I can't hold on any longer..."
His vision blurred, and his knees slammed heavily onto the ground.
Just as Haruki Amamiya was about to faint—
"Amamiya! Let me do it!"
A deep voice came from afar.
Yuri Kuro's figure appeared like a ghost, his black trench coat billowing in the wind, and a broken katana hanging at his waist.
His gaze swept over Haruki Amamiya, a resolute glint in his eyes: "You can't hold on any longer... I am the Blood of the King."
Haruki Amamiya's pupils contracted slightly: "Yuri...senpai..."
Yuri Kurozo didn't say much. He stepped into the blood-red array and slashed his wrist!
"Royal Blood - Sacrifice to the Blade!"
"Shua——!!!"
Crimson blood gushed out like a spring, instantly soaking the remaining four Calamity Blades!
"Nine Blades Six [Bewitching Eyes] - Sacrifice!"
"Nine Blades Seven [Warrior Maiden] - Sacrifice!"
"Nine-Cut Eight [Taliyah] - Sacrifice!"
"Nine Blades Nine [Divine Concealment] - Sacrifice!"
"boom--!!!"
The nine Calamity Blades trembled simultaneously, their blades emitting blinding light, and the crimson array was fully activated!
A dazzling beam of light shot up from the center of the formation, piercing the sky!
"Click——!!!"
The beam of light struck the "end of the sky" in the human circle, and the transparent membrane—the barrier of the Yata no Kagami—suddenly cracked open with a huge gap!
"Snapped--!!!"
The membrane shattered, revealing an endless, misty world outside!
Within the pillar of light, a black and gold longsword slowly materialized, its blade wrapped in ancient runes and its edge radiating divine light!
—The Divine Artifact: Nine Calamities!
The pillar of light gradually dissipated, and the black and gold longsword hovered in mid-air, radiating endless pressure.
Yuri Kuro's figure gradually became ethereal, his flesh, soul, and will all merging into the divine artifact!
"Father……?!"
Yuri Takihaku's pupils contracted sharply, and his wings of light suddenly unfolded as he charged toward the pillar of light!
But it was too late -
Yuri Kuroko turned around, looked at her son, and a faint smile appeared on her lips:
"Takihaku...take care of yourself."
“Buzz——!!!”
His body completely transformed into specks of light and merged into the divine artifact!
"Do not--!!!"
Yuri Takishiro's roar echoed throughout the heavens and earth, but the next second—
"Shua——!!!"
The divine artifact, Nine Calamities, transformed into a stream of light and flew straight into his hand!
"boom--!!!"
Endless divine power surged into Yuri Takishiro's body, his wings of light completely transformed into a dazzling gold, and his pupils turned into heterochromatic eyes like the sun and moon!
—The Divine Realm Descends!
The Corpse God seemed to sense a threat, and the crimson light in the rift gathered frantically!
"Roar--!!!"
A beam of red light, a hundred meters in diameter, shot out and pointed directly at Yuri Takishiro!
Yuri Takihachi looked up, her eyes icy, and lightly waved the Nine Calamities in her hand—
"cut."
"Shua——!!!"
The black and gold blade light poured down like a silver river, the red light was cleaved in two, and the aftershock severed three of the Corpse God's bone claws!
"boom--!!!"
The Corpse God staggered backward, his health bar suddenly spiked—
80%!
"The power of a father..."
Yuri Takishiro gripped Kyuuka tightly, feeling the warm will flowing within the blade.
That was Yuri Kuro's soul, now the spirit of a divine weapon, which has carved out a world within the blade, protecting all the liberated souls of the dead.
"I will...end all of this."
He raised the Nine Calamities, its blade pointing directly at the Corpse God:
"Game Over".
"boom--!!!"
Yuri Taki's wings of light opened fully, and her figure rushed towards the Corpse God like lightning!
The rift in the Corpse God widened again, and countless scarlet tentacles emerged from it, attempting to entangle him!
"Game Skill - 'Invincible Frame'!"
Yuri Takishiro's figure instantly became ethereal, and the tentacles pierced through his body, but could not cause any damage!
"Shua——!!!"
Nine Calamities' blade pierced the Corpse God's chest, pointing directly at the pitch-black crystal!