dmims Chapter 441 There are still enemies? !
Chapter 441 There are still enemies? !
Tartaglia's brows jumped, and the ominous premonition became stronger.
There are enemies? !
I saw two figures, a man and a woman, walking out of the woods again.
The woman's blood-red twelve-piece kimono had been completely renewed, and her long, soft hair hung down behind her head like a black waterfall.
There were two devil horns on her forehead, her red eyes were filled with ease, and her red fingers kept tapping on the hilt of the knife slung across her waist.
The man was wearing a mighty shogunate armor, with long flowing hair, an elegant and handsome appearance, and a Tengu mask worn diagonally on his forehead.
He also held a long sword in his hand, and the black wings behind him seemed to have the same origin as the nine-tipped Sara.
"This...you...could it be?"
If Kujo Sara was just deeply confused when he first saw Gross, now when he saw these two people, his whole body and mind were replaced by horror and disbelief.
The attire and aura of the two people in front of her reminded her of the two legends from 500 years ago.
"Who are you?"
Tartaglia's expression had turned completely serious.
When four immortal-level fighters appeared in this place, even he had already realized that something was wrong.
The intelligence was seriously wrong.
The woman scratched her hair and said, "You may not be familiar with my name. After all, I know from your face that you are not from Inazuma."
"My name is Miyu Chiyo, yeah, it's that simple."
The man smiled and said, "My name is Yuri Sasa."
really!
Kujo Sara's guess was completely confirmed at this moment, and he just felt absurd.
So... the two people standing in front of her are Mikio Chiyo who has been dead for more than five hundred years and her ancestor Sasayuri?
What kind of joke is this?!
If that is the case... then wouldn't the Kitsai Palace also be...
Kujo Sara was already a little afraid to think about it.
At the same time, Sasayuri also set her sights on her and looked at her carefully.
Is this my descendant from five hundred years later? Looks pretty good...
The latter noticed the former's gaze and unexpectedly felt a huge pressure out of nowhere, and straightened his body unconsciously.
Sasayuri chuckled, her calm tone carrying a hint of comfort, "Don't be so reserved, kid, you're doing great."
"Uh...yes!"
An obvious look of envy emerged on Miyaka Chiyo's face.
Looking at the current Kujo Sara, she couldn't help but think of the lawless Arata Ichito for comparison.
How can the gap between these monsters be so big?
Gross slowly moved the three people next to Miyu Chiyo and the other two, turned around and said,
"Aunt Chiyo, I'm leaving the injuries of these three people in your care."
Miyu Chiyo immediately smiled happily, and forgot about the image of Arata Ichito.
"Hey, you have a sweet mouth, but Gross you can call me sister."
"Hey, your generational hierarchy is too confusing. How can you let a son call his parents sister?"
Sasayuri asked speechlessly.
"Is it okay if you want me to be happy?"
Yu Chiyoko raised her eyebrows, and acted like she was in no mood for justice but was still strong.
Yuri Sasa: "..."
Well, he finally understood. No wonder Aragaki Ichito recognized Miyu Chiyo as his sister. It turned out that this was inherited in his blood.
As he spoke, Miyu Chiyo neatly flipped Manye out of the pile of blocks, looked at his unconscious face and the injuries all over his body, and blood surged in his red palms.
"Little guy, this might be a little painful, you have to bear it."
"Isn't he already fainted?"
Sasayuri asked again.
"Tsk, Tengu, you're such a chatterbox!"
Miyu Chiyo immediately retorted.
Kujo Sara's eyebrows twitched and his expression became more and more strange.
The way these two seniors in front of me get along with each other seems to be just a little different from what I imagined?
This way of talking reminded him of Arotaki...
Kujo Sara shuddered and quickly threw away the disrespectful thoughts in his mind.
At this moment, Miyu Chiyo placed her palm on the shoulder where the bloody hole was stabbed, and blood began to flow into the other person's body.
"Ugh!"
Wan Ye was awakened instantly by the sudden severe pain, and his face was distorted.
But before he could make the next move, four building block locks emerged from thin air and snapped onto his wrists and ankles, tying him firmly to the ground, making him unable to move.
Under the pain that was as sharp as a steel spike cutting into his bones, Wan Ye's limbs twitched, cold sweat poured down his face, his steel teeth were almost broken, and he almost fainted again.
Fortunately, the pain only lasted for ten seconds and then disappeared.
"Chiyo, I've told you before that you should change this move of yours more often. It hurts too much."
Sasayuri couldn't help but complain again.
"Shut up, I've been dead for so many years, why would I change my ways? It's good enough if I can let him hold on for another ten or twenty seconds."
Miyu Chiyo withdrew her hand with a look of disdain.
"Hu...hu...hu..."
Wan Ye was panting heavily, and the corners of his eyes were still painful and began to twitch slightly. He looked at his limbs first, and the original building block lock had disappeared.
"Two... two people?"
Manye asked.
Miyu Chiyo lowered her head and said, "Oh, you're awake. Then hurry up and get up. I'm going to save someone."
"Oh well."
Wan Ye quickly stood up and hid aside. Only then did he realize that the many scars on his body and the bloody hole on his shoulder had recovered.
Next, Miyu Chiyo did the same thing, and after two more heart-wrenching screams, Lei Hu and Xiao Gong appeared beside Wan Ye intact.
After all three were treated, Miyu Chiyo waved to Kujo Sara, "What are you still standing there for? Come here."
"Well, I don't need to..."
Jiujo Sara was sweating profusely, and his serious face revealed an imperceptible tension.
"My injuries...are not that serious..."
"Come over if you're told to."
Miyu Chiyo said impatiently.
Kujo Sara finally came over, and almost fell to his knees in pain.
"To be honest, I still don't know whether this trick of yours is used for healing or for interrogating and torturing prisoners."
Sasayuri shook her head helplessly.
"Will you die if you don't say a word? Believe it or not, I'll let you experience it yourself."
Miyomi Chiyo threatened.
"Okay, two seniors, let's stop arguing here. Next, we should discuss the enemy in front of us."
Gross clapped his hands, directing everyone's attention to Tartaglia in front of him.
The other person had a gloomy face and his whole body was tense, but he didn't move at all.
There was a laser cannon floating in the air in front, behind, left and right of him, with the black muzzle facing him.
"Oh, I almost forgot about him."
Miyu Chiyo turned her head with interest. The blood and murderous intent lingering around her was frightening.
"Gross, should we kill or let go this little guy who suddenly appeared?"
Gross said calmly,
"My foster father didn't give any orders, but I think we can capture him alive."
"Okay, then do as you say."
Seeing them decide their own fate one after another, Tartaglia could no longer hold back and roared,
"Don't go too far!!"
Demon King Arms! Start!
boom! !