Don't want to..,

Won't, can't... very good..,

Three things were rejected with one vote,

Straightforward and efficient..,

A slap in the face!

"An..,

Haruaki Abe, you... "

It was probably because he had suffered a little too much that night..,

For the first time, the god of war was at a loss for words. His throat was choked for a long time, but he couldn't choke out a word.

Jinjian, who was beside him, raised his eyes,

He looked at the Onmyoji unhurriedly and said, "A smart decision."

Then..,

His gaze turned to the god of war, who was still standing there in a daze. His slightly narrowed eyes carried a hint of scrutiny.

Originally, he had considered the other party's identity as a god of the Cloud Nation..,

In order not to cause trouble for his father, he tried his best to avoid a direct confrontation,

But now it seemed that... this god..,

Seemed to be a little too noisy..

Thinking so..,

Jinjian's fingertips that were holding the main body moved slightly, and the odachi immediately trembled quickly,

As if it was responding to something..,

It emitted a cold sense of oppression in all directions.

The god of war suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the cold-looking Jinjian in bewilderment. "What do you want to do all of a sudden?"

"Oro will get the punishment he deserves,

The heavenly feather slash will be returned to the Cloud Nation,

So now - "

Jinjian held the main body in his hand tightly,

He raised it. "You should go back."

He didn't give any time to react,

In the next second, the god of war was sent flying by a huge force. Following a series of screams, the god of war turned into a shooting star in the sky and disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

Xiaotiangou realized what was going on and exclaimed, "Wow..."

Haruaki Abe opened his bat fan and covered the corner of his mouth that was twitching helplessly. "This is really something. I'll be busy in the future."

Jinjian didn't care about the Onmyoji's distress and worry at all. He just calmly bent down and picked up the heavenly feather slash on the ground.

This divine sword, which had been quiet for a long time, seemed to have finally recovered from the world that only it knew.

It seemed to have realized something, and its whole body suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light. It was like a hedgehog that had encountered a crisis, and it revealed its sharp spikes, trying hard to deter the guy with bad intentions.

"Dong —"

Jinjian raised his hand and tapped the scabbard of the [Sky Feather Slash] with his knuckles, instantly shattering the power that his opponent had been accumulating for a long time.

The golden light instantly turned into countless specks of light and shattered in the air. Even the power that had been gathered with great difficulty was gone.

"Weng —"

The humming scabbard seemed to be protesting something.

Jinjian remained unmoved and raised his hand. After a moment of charging, he threw the [Heavenly Feather Slash]. "Don't worry." Fu Mourning God sent him off with a meaningful gaze. "You will catch up to him."

Thus, the silver arc streaked across the sky, following the trajectory of the War God's construction speed, quickly disappearing into the distance.

At a place where no one could see, the War God had finally stabilized himself after much difficulty. Just as he was about to turn around and head back, he was hit by the Heavenly Feather Slash that was right behind him.

"Oof —"

The War God and the sword flew out together. It was a direct train from the Yun Nation — Jinjian's power was unlimited.

"Is it okay to do this?"

Haruaki Abe pressed his fan against his lips and said meaningfully, "The other party is the Yun Nation's God."

Jinjian: "So what?"

"… As expected of you. Perhaps I should thank you for going easy on me."

Seeing Fu Mourning God's incomparably calm appearance, Haruaki Abe immediately gave up his unfathomable pretense and held his forehead tiredly. "In the end, am I still the one who has to deal with the aftermath?"

"We'll talk about the Yun Nation later."

Jinjian put aside the gods that everyone revered and turned to the distance. "Now, we should deal with his matter first."

Haruaki Abe took a look — Oro?

Very good, this is indeed a big problem.

"In order for the Yun Nation to no longer intervene, we must first ensure that Oro will no longer cause trouble."

As Abe Seimei spoke, he narrowed his eyes. "Also, he needs to atone for the mistakes he made previously."

"I have no objections."

The reason Jinjian wanted to stop the War God's construction was, of course, not to save Oro, but purely because he didn't agree with the War God's approach. It was impossible to be imprisoned forever. The immortal evil spirit would escape one day. At that time, the anger and hatred accumulated over the endless years of imprisonment was destined to burn everything to ashes.

It was precisely because he saw this day that he couldn't hand Oro over to the Yun Nation.

"Then, do you have any ideas?" Jinjian asked Haruaki Abe.

"If I don't have a solution …"

"Then let's kill him. Completely."

If the physical body couldn't be killed, then the soul would be killed.

Seeing that the Fu Mourning God didn't seem to be joking, Haruaki Abe hurriedly coughed softly and said seriously, "Actually, I have an idea that we can try."

After speaking, Haruaki Abe took out a talisman with incomprehensible runes drawn on it.

Even if one didn't get close, one could easily sense that there was a powerful force attached to it that couldn't be ignored.

Then, Abe Seimei looked at the King of Erotica. Ever since the God of War left, the King of Erotica hadn't said a word. Even when Abe Seimei and Fu Zaigami were discussing how to deal with the situation, the King of Erotica didn't jump up and down like usual. Instead, he was eerily quiet.

"This talisman contains a contract —"

Abe Seimei did not dawdle and said directly, "You have to let at least ten thousand people express their gratitude to you from the bottom of their hearts. Otherwise, you will be devoured by the power of the curse talisman and die completely.

As for the time limit of the contract, it will be before I die. "

In other words, if Oro couldn't achieve the goal of 10,000 people while Haruaki Abe was still alive, then when Haruaki Abe died, he would also die.

"Well, don't worry, I'm still very young. I will definitely live a long life.

So, you have enough time to work hard. "

"… Tsk."

Just when Haruaki Abe didn't respond, Oro, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth, "What a disgusting contract. Do you think you can bind me like this?"

"Then, do you want to reject it?"

Jinjian glanced sideways, his cold golden eyes unreadable.

Oro narrowed his eyes fiercely and stared back at him without holding back.

3 seconds later —

"Ahhh, damn it, I'll sign it!

Do you think I'm afraid of this kind of stupid contract?! "

The red-haired evil spirit murmured viciously. Beneath his resentful expression, there was a hint of pain hidden within. "A mere ten thousand people … Ten thousand people, you bastard!!!"

"If you think the number is too small, I can change it now … How about 100,000?"

Abe Seimei narrowed his long and narrow eyes as he laughed mischievously.

"You dare, bastard!"

…

"Is everything settled, brother?"

Along with the sound of unhurried footsteps, a few pieces of clothes appeared in front of everyone, fluttering in the wind.

Xiaotiangou turned his head and immediately recognized the two figures that were slowly approaching, "Komusubi, Sanchū, Rock Melting, and Ishikaga Maru … Why is everyone here?!"

The young man in the blue hunting clothes tilted his head with a smile, his golden tassel swaying. Then, his eyes that reflected the bright moon fell on the silver-haired Fu Mourning God, "It's rare to have the opportunity to participate in the ceremony with brother, it would be a pity to miss it."

Jinjian glanced sideways at him, his expression was as indifferent as ever, and he didn't say anything.

Komusubi nodded as if he agreed, and said gently, "I thought it was almost time to come, so I didn't disturb brother's operation, right?"

After he finished speaking, he calmly glanced around. The ground that was full of cracks and the empty traces of people all hinted that this place had just experienced a huge chaos.

Well … Although the scene was a bit tragic, the situation seemed to have calmed down … As expected of Aniga, he was very efficient!

"You came at the right time, the God of War just left."

Xiaotiangou couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the God of Izumo's sullen face before he left, "It's a pity that you didn't see how he looked when he left. It was so interesting, hahaha."

"… The God of War was built so quickly."

Ishikaga Maru thought of the divine power and ghost energy that she had sensed before, and her clear eyes showed some understanding, "It seems that a lot of things have happened during this time."

Rock Melting didn't think so much. He just grinned, revealing his fangs, and asked eagerly, "How was it? Was the God of War powerful?"

Xiaotiangou hopped closer, intending to tell his brother the cause and effect of the incident. However, before he could speak, Oro, who had been ignored for a while, finally couldn't bear it anymore. He scratched his head and said angrily, "Let's end the chat here, I don't want to waste time here!"

The red-haired evil spirit was obviously a little impetuous and at a loss for what to do after signing the unequal contract.

Oro didn't seem to be in the mood to stay here, and the next second, he disappeared without a word.

"What is he going to do?"

Faced with his brother's doubts, Xiaotiangou hesitated for a moment and replied uncertainly, "Well … Save the world?

Save the people in distress? "

Everyone, "… Huh?"

Jinjian felt Oro's aura quickly disappearing, and calmly closed his eyes. Probably, it won't be very smooth, that guy.

"Well, since the matter has been resolved, let's go play!"

Xiaotiangou's attention was always diverted quickly, and he quickly seized this rare opportunity to run to Jinjian's side eagerly. He looked up and said, "Fishing for goldfish, tying fates, fireworks, delicious food, making wishes and painting horses … I want to try them all, okay, Jinjian?"

The others didn't speak, but their faintly shining eyes seemed to have explained everything.

Jinjian, "…"

In the end, Haruaki Abe watched the six figures gradually disappear into the distance. Among them, the silver-haired Fu Mourning God walked at the front, and the other five people clustered around him. They were either chatting noisily, watching with a smile, or talking softly … However, no matter what kind of attitude they had, they had already formed their own side, and others could no longer interfere.

Haruaki Abe chuckled, then turned around while waving his fan. "Well, I have to go back as soon as possible …"