HLnovel Chapter 563: Fighting in the Mirror, the Sword of Disaster Appears
Chapter 563: Fighting in the Mirror, the Sword of Disaster Appears
The rain washed away the neon lights of Osaka, which were reflected in the bizarre mirror world, making them look even more blurry.
Uncle Kyosuke's figure leaped and moved between the mirror images of skyscrapers, like a nimble monkey, maneuvering in the jungle of steel and concrete.
"Uncle Kyosuke, you better hold on tight..."
The playful voice sounded again, with a hint of teasing, echoing in the empty mirrored street like a ghostly whisper.
"Haha, little brother, don't be anxious, we're just warming up!"
Uncle Kyosuke didn't forget to turn back and tease while running. His tone sounded as if he was not running for his life, but playing an exciting parkour game.
As soon as the words fell, a silver light flashed, and a small lens,
Like the scythe of the god of death, it cut through the rain curtain with overwhelming force, and instantly cut the mirror images of dozens of buildings in half!
boom! boom! boom!
The collapsed building mirror made a deafening noise, and glass fragments fell like a torrential rain, causing ripples in the mirror world.
Uncle Kyosuke's pupils suddenly shrank, and with a beautiful sliding tackle, he narrowly avoided the fatal blow.
"Fuck! This little guy is too cruel!" Uncle Kyosuke couldn't help but swear, his heart pounding as if it was about to jump out of his throat.
"Hmph, you overestimate your abilities!" The Silver God's oracle robe fell from the sky like a bird, landing heavily in front of Uncle Kyosuke, splashing water.
His silver robe fluttered in the rain, like a banished immortal from the ninth heaven, but his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.
"Just relying on that broken scabbard of yours, you think you can fight me?" The Silver God Envoy looked down at Uncle Kyosuke in his robe, his tone full of disdain.
In his opinion, Uncle Kyosuke's resistance was nothing but a desperate struggle and he had no chance of winning at all.
Uncle Kyosuke slowly stood up, dusted himself off, and replied calmly, "Little brother, don't be so confident. These days, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger is the way to go. Do you understand?"
"Hmph, you're still stubborn even when you're about to die!" The Silver God's Envoy sneered, and a silver light flashed in his hand, and a strangely shaped long sword appeared in his hand.
"Hey, isn't this the legendary Huojin Sword?" Uncle Kyosuke's eyes lit up, and there was a hint of amusement in his tone, "Why, you finally decided to pull it out?"
The Silver God Envoy Yupao's expression changed slightly. His hand holding the Huojin Sword trembled slightly, but he could not pull the sword out of the sheath.
"What's going on?" The Silver God Envoy Yupao was shocked, and a bad premonition came to his mind.
"What? Can't pull it out?" Uncle Kyosuke raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile, "It seems that this knife doesn't recognize you!"
The Silver God Envoy Yu Pao's face turned pale. He glared at Uncle Kyosuke fiercely and said through gritted teeth, "You...what on earth did you do?"
"I didn't do anything," Uncle Kyosuke spread his hands and said innocently, "I was just waiting for you to draw your sword."
"Wait for me to draw my sword?" The Silver God Envoy Yupao frowned, his heart full of doubts.
He suddenly realized that Uncle Kyosuke seemed to have been delaying time.
"What are you waiting for? Waiting for your companions to rescue you?" The Silver God Envoy asked in a cold voice.
"Companion?" Uncle Kyosuke smiled mysteriously and shook his head. "No, I'm not waiting for anyone..."
Before he finished speaking, a dazzling golden light suddenly fell from the sky and shot directly into the scabbard in Uncle Kyosuke's hand.
The scabbard made a crisp sound, and a powerful force instantly surged into Uncle Kyosuke's body.
"What...what is this?" The Silver God Envoy Yupao widened his eyes and looked at everything happening in front of him in disbelief.
Uncle Kyosuke slowly drew out his sword, and a long sword that was completely black and emitted a faint cold light appeared in his hand.
"This... this is the complete Huojin Sword!" The Silver God Envoy exclaimed in surprise.
Uncle Kyosuke held the Fujin Sword in his hand, and looked fiercely at the Silver God Envoy's robe. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold smile:
"Now, the game has just begun..."
In the depths of the mirror world, the face of the Silver God Envoy in Oracle Robe was as dark as the clouds before a storm, terrifyingly gloomy.
His eyes were fixed on the Huojin sword in Uncle Kyosuke's hand, and his heart was filled with uncontrollable surprise and anger.
The appearance of the Sword Spirit was like a huge rock dropped into his heart, causing waves.
"Haha, little brother, you didn't expect that, did you?"
Uncle Kyosuke gently waved the Huojin sword in his hand, and the blade drew silver arcs in the rain, as if mocking the Silver God's Oracle Robe's helplessness.
There was a hint of amusement in his voice, as if he were watching a funny show.
The Silver God Envoy's face turned increasingly gloomy, his fingers clenched into fists, and his knuckles made crackling sounds.
"You think you can beat me like this?" he said through gritted teeth, his voice filled with suppressed anger.
"Beat you?" Uncle Kyosuke shrugged, a nonchalant smile on his face. "I didn't say I wanted to beat you. I just wanted to see what other tricks you could come up with."
The Silver God Envoy in the robe was enraged. He waved his hands violently, and the reflections of the two buildings in the mirror world rushed towards Uncle Kyosuke like a giant beast.
The reflection of the building drew dark shadows in the sky, carrying a destructive momentum.
However, Uncle Kyosuke was not in a hurry. He calmly drew out another knife - the Mi Tong, and the blade flashed with a strange light in the rain.
As he moved, the air around him seemed to freeze, and time seemed to be infinitely stretched at this moment.
boom! boom!
The reflections of the two buildings collided violently in the air, making a deafening noise, and the broken mirrors fell like raindrops.
However, when the Silver God Envoy's gaze passed through the dust and debris, he found that Uncle Kyosuke's figure had disappeared without a trace.
"How is this possible?" The Silver God Envoy Yupao was shocked. He looked around but couldn't find any trace of Uncle Kyosuke.
Just then, a chuckle came from behind him.
"Looking for me?" Uncle Kyosuke's voice sounded in his ears with a hint of ridicule.
The Silver God Envoy in Yupao turned around suddenly, and the Huojin Sword in his hand drew a silver light, but the blade that cut through the air only cut through the air.
"Hallucination?" The Silver God Envoy Yupao was shocked and realized that he had been fooled.
"That's right, little brother, you have been hypnotized." Uncle Kyosuke's voice sounded again, his figure looming in the sight of the Silver God's oracle robe, as if mocking his stupidity.
The Silver God Envoy in Yupao's robe's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly realized that he had thrown the black rope by mistake.
That was his last trump card, but now it was easily taken away by his opponent.
Uncle Kyosuke picked up the black rope, hung it around his waist, and a smug smile appeared on his face.
He slowly drew out the black rope Huojin sword. With both swords in his hands, the murderous intent spread like a substance.
"Now, it's my turn to ask questions." Uncle Kyosuke's voice was low and cold.
His gaze pierced the Silver God Envoy's robe like a knife, "Are you ready?"
The air was filled with tension, as if a shocking battle would break out at any moment.
In the distance, a loud noise was faintly heard, as if it was marking the beginning of the duel.
Uncle Kyosuke raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, as if he was waiting for something.
"The game has just begun." His voice echoed in the rain, carrying endless suspense and anticipation.