Chun Si-hyung took the black hoop from Fox's Assistance and put it on the neck of the Tachi named Ichidate. With a click, the hoop that looked like a dog's collar lit up with a red light. The color of the light reflected into the golden eyes of the Tachi, making it look like it was dyed with blood.

This humiliating collar not only showed that it had an owner, but it was also the execution weapon used to restrain the former vicious dog's lifeline.

The key to the execution device was worn on the index finger of the God Inquisitor in the shape of a ring.

Ichidate closed his eyes during the long and silent stare of the God Inquisitor and lowered his head as if he was showing weakness.

When the restraints on his clothes were removed layer by layer, Death God Fu, who was only wearing a hospital gown inside, collapsed to the ground because he had been injected with too many sedatives. His long hair flowed like a river and draped over his back, which was so thin that his shoulder bones were about to fly out and pierce his skin. His limbs were spread out like a butterfly in a box, revealing the layers of bandages wrapped around his wrists and ankles.

He was like a broken doll that was barely pieced together by needle and thread for people to play with.

Chun Si-hyung squatted down and tapped the ring finger of his right hand on his knee. He asked, "Even if the problem of the backlash is solved.

Can this Fu Mourning God, who looks so weak that he's about to die, really be used again? "

"Don't worry about this. You only need to inject your spiritual energy into the sword, and Ichidate will automatically recover.

For the sword, the God Inquisitor's spiritual energy is the best medicine. "The Tachi on the tray that Fox's Assistance brought over again was the original body of Ichidate.

However, it wasn't deliberately cleaned up like Fu Mourning God's body.

The scabbard of Ichidate was damaged, and the blade was badly damaged. There were even traces of dried blood.

This sword, which belonged to Toyotomi Hideyoshi, should have been as dazzling as gold. However, the original body in Chun Si-hyung's hand was already dull and gray. There were also curses smeared with cinnabar on the blade. They looked like red leeches that were sucking life from the blade.

Fox's Assistance wanted to explain how to break the curses, but the God Inquisitor had already stretched out his index finger and middle finger to draw on the layers of curses. The curses wrapped around the blade like a cocoon were cut by a sharp blade. Crackling blue flames burned around Ichidate. Fu Mourning God, who was lying unconscious on the ground, also felt something. He gritted his teeth helplessly as he trembled and curled up in his unconscious state.

The God Inquisitor glanced at Fu Mourning God and took the sword from the flames.

"God Inquisitor, your spiritual energy is really strong. You broke the curses by directly attacking the seal.

However, this action might have hurt the sword. You're too reckless. Next time, you'll have to follow the rules. "Fox's Assistance secretly warned him as he praised, but the God Inquisitor didn't take it to heart.

The man's lips curled into a lazy smile.

When he first entered the room, in order to leave a strong impression for Fu Mourning God, the spiritual energy and murderous aura he released made Fox's Assistance feel like he was walking on thin ice.

However, after Ichidate showed weakness, the God Inquisitor retracted his high-pressure spiritual energy and aura and returned to being an "ordinary person."

"He's my sword now.

I can do whatever I want with him.

Even if I kill him, he'll just have to accept his fate and I'll just get a new one.

After all, I don't think the government of time … will be short of one or two swords for a powerful God Inquisitor like me. "

The man slowly pulled out the broken sword and spiritual energy wrapped around the blade, repairing the wound. By the time the Divine Inquisitor had completely pulled out the sword, the broken Tachi vibrated and was as shiny as a new sword.

"Of course, God Inquisitor, you naturally have the highest priority.

However, you're still a subject who will have to rely on you for development. Just like tools need to be maintained, it's better to use both the carrot and the stick. "

"Mm, then I'll do as you said. Use both the carrot and the stick."

The male God Inquisitor smiled and walked to Fu Mourning God's side. The rising and falling of the Fu Mourning God's chest had gradually stabilized. He patted the side of Fu Mourning God's beautiful face with the scabbard.

"It's best if you can use it for a long time. Otherwise, I'm guessing that it'll be very troublesome for an agency like yours to make a report."

"It's great that you can understand. Oh, Lord God Inquisitor …"

Fox's Assistance raised his voice in surprise. The God Inquisitor picked up Ichijinken, who was still unconscious from the effects of the medicine.

Fu Mourning God's icy blue hair nestled in front of his chest, just like a big bird nestled in his embrace.

"Mm, let's go, Fox's Assistance. Now that I've received the Initial Blade, I can't wait to see my Honmaru. I hope it won't be a house that needs to be cleaned up as soon as I enter. Since the Initial Blade is a sick person, I'll have to do everything myself."

The God Inquisitor had already walked a distance away as he spoke. He raised his eyebrows and signaled Fox's Assistance to follow. The Demonic Servant had no choice but to jog after the God Inquisitor's footsteps.

"Lord God Inquisitor, please don't worry. The Honmaru you've been given has already been cleaned. The basic facilities are complete. Other than some daily necessities, you can move in immediately. We're a serious and responsible organization.

Even if it's necessary to clean up, you can forge a new Fu Mourning God to help you after you enter the Honmaru.

Since your Spiritual Energy has been injected into the sword during the forging process, the sword won't shatter when you awaken it. "

"I hope it's as you say." The God Inquisitor turned around and smiled at Fox's Assistance.

The camera implanted in Fox's Assistance's eyes began to fail due to the turbulence in the space-time gap when he and the God Inquisitor stepped into the Honmaru.

The projection in the Central Council's courtyard turned into a fragmented afterimage as the image was cut off. The "Councilors" who were hidden behind the double protection of the Spiritual Paper and the Internet began to discuss Chun Si-hyung's unimaginable Spiritual Energy and his deep scheming mind.

"Such a powerful ability to repair and destroy the seal in an instant. Even the thousand-year-old Hanakuen Clan and the Field Clan haven't done it for many years."

"As I said, we shouldn't have let that woman leave in the first place. Look at her child, it's such a beautiful proof.

It's a womb that can give birth to a powerful successor. Even if the husband is just a person with ordinary talent in Yin-Yang Jutsu, he can still have outstanding descendants. "

"That woman died after giving birth to this child, so there's no need to be too regretful.

But if this child died with her, it wouldn't be so troublesome now … "

"I'm still worried. Even if there's a vicious dog that can bite at any time, he still has a whip in his hand. As long as he gives some candy, it's not like there's no Dark Honmaru. The swords that are about to fall into darkness will be pulled back to their normal state. Plus, he can release kindness. Fu Mourning God aren't so stupid and gullible.

And there's only one Ichibi Ichibi. Next, he can use the forging sword to build his own team that will listen to his orders. When the time comes, as long as he wants to, those swords will tear apart the Ichibi Ichibi for their master even without the ring. "

"Do you think the effect of the collar is only limited to punishment?

A newly established Honmaru cannot withstand any degree of suspicion. "

"A sword that is always punished by the God's Inquisitor, a Fu Mourning God that has been tortured until his bones are broken. Everyone, please sit down and see how our God's Inquisitor can make the sword that he has forged submit."

"As long as he uses that ring to punish Yizhen, it will deepen the rift between him and the swords."

"Since he entered the cage of his own accord, there are plenty of ways to catch him."

The last person to speak grinned and licked his plump lips. His forked tongue was as red as blood.

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Ichijin curled up on the cold ground as the burning Osaka City engulfed him and his brothers.

The boys' small and weak cries called out to him. Accompanied by the rampant flames, he was tied to the ground. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't move. No matter how he cried, he couldn't make a sound.

Countless black shadows surrounded him. They were as tall as evil gods that were being worshipped. They were laughing in the heat wave, laughing at his ugliness and helplessness.

The sharp voice was distorted in the high temperature, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"One stage, one revolution!

One stage, one revolution! "

The high temperature was about to melt him, and the black shadows were laughing madly as they chanted his name. Using this spell, they cursed his body to be destroyed, and even his soul would not be able to reincarnate, forever staying in this nightmare where he could not save himself or his brothers.

He woke up.

He was awakened by the coolness on his forehead.

The moment he woke up, the light of the mortal world and the cool breath of early spring seemed to be a different world. Fu Mourning God stared blankly at the wooden ceiling. It wasn't the silver prison or the sickroom, but Honmaru.

He returned to Honmaru?

That … hell?

Just as he was about to get up, he was interrupted by a lazy voice, "If I were you, I wouldn't be in such a hurry to get up and fight.

Touch the thing on your neck. I think you know how it works. "

The person who spoke was sitting on the side of the table with his back to him. He was writing something with a pen.

The black ring on his right hand and the voice revealed his identity.

One stage, one revolution, one revolution, subconsciously touched the collar on his neck. The experience of being electrocuted to the brink of death made the swords close their eyes.

Chun Si-hyung waited patiently. After a while, the long-haired one walked to the table where he was working and bowed respectfully. His voice was hoarse and low, "One stage, one revolution, I apologize for my previous disrespect, master."

Fu Mourning God was still wearing the hospital gown. But at this moment, when he bowed to the ground, he didn't know if it was because his body was healed, but Fu Mourning God's complexion was much better. Therefore, his posture was proper and elegant. He didn't look as weak as before when he fell to the ground.

Other than his long hair, he was no different from the handsome and delicate Tachi in the God Inquisitor expansion pack of the Time Government.

The Divine Inquisitor glanced at him. His lazy tone was unfathomable.

"Forgive me. I don't think you think you did anything wrong."

This sentence made One stage, one revolution, one revolution, unable to let him reply humbly.

The Divine Inquisitor smiled and said, "The way you stared at me before was much better and more realistic.

When you were bound and imprisoned, you still had some ambition. Now, because of a collar, you lost it. "

One stage, whose face was facing the floor, recalled the praise of "good sword" that caused him to have nightmares. His fingers were closed in his wide sleeves. The killing intent that flashed in his eyes was covered by his closed eyes.

"Please forgive my rudeness. I offended you at that time."

"Cut the pleasantries. I've already sent that fox to look after the stove.

The material of ALL 150, one 40 minutes, the other 20 minutes. Your brothers are among the short swords and ribs.

If you want to take a look, this time is enough for us to talk about your thoughts. "

The Divine Inquisitor put down the pen and put his hands on his chin to form a triangle. The ring on his right hand shone at the top of the triangle.

One stage, One stage, opened his closed eyes and felt the collar around his neck tighten.