Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 561: Crane Shadow Returns to the Moon and Paper Knife Appears (Additional Update for Eghver.

In the nursing home in Yokohama, the night was as dark as water, and the moonlight shone through the window onto He Naier's body.

She sat on the edge of the bed, gently folding paper cranes in her hands, and her feet were already piled with these delicate little creatures.

Her expression was focused and serene, as if she was performing a sacred ritual.

Every paper crane that takes shape in her hands seems to carry a breath of life.

The caregiver gently pushed open the door and saw this scene. She couldn't help but remind him, "Grandma He, it's time to rest."

However, Henaier seemed not to hear and was still immersed in her own world.

She stood up tremblingly and walked to the window, her movements slow but firm, and there was a strange atmosphere in the air.

She pushed the window open, and the moonlight shone on her face, looking particularly soft.

The caregiver called softly at the door, but Henaier just looked up at the moon, as if talking to it.

At this moment, her body began to transform into countless paper cranes.

It flies lightly into the night sky and disappears into the moonlight, leaving the room full of mystery and tranquility.

The caregiver stood there in a daze, walked to the window, and looked at the group of paper cranes disappearing into the clouds, his heart filled with confusion and puzzlement.

At that moment, it seemed as if the whole world had stopped, with only paper cranes dancing in the night sky.

At the same time, in Osaka, the paper crane in Yunari's hand suddenly flapped its wings and flew up, and the charred bullet marks on its back made her heart tremble.

She suddenly realized that this paper crane had protected her at some point.

At that moment, all her doubts and anxieties turned into enlightenment, and she finally understood the meaning of the paper crane.

The paper crane gently flapped its wings in her palm, as if conveying some message.

Yunari stared at it, feeling a strange emotion well up in her heart.

She knew that this was just the beginning, a beginning full of unknowns and challenges.

At this moment, paper cranes suddenly flew into the sky, and a huge cloud of paper cranes came towards her from all directions and circled around her.

Yunari smiled slightly and stretched out her hand, as if responding to some call of fate.

She knew that her story had just begun.

Under the night sky of Osaka, paper cranes fluttered towards Yunari like a dreamy meteor shower.

She stood there, looking up at the cloud of paper cranes, her heart filled with confusion and helplessness.

Paper cranes twirled around her in a mysterious dance, and a strange tranquility filled the air.

Suddenly, the paper cranes began to gather, as if pulled by some invisible force, and gradually turned into a white paper knife in Yunari's right hand.

The blade was as white as snow, and the outline of the sheath gleamed faintly in the moonlight.

The Yellow God Envoy in the robe stood aside, frowning, obviously feeling uneasy about this scene.

Yuhui Qinggong breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere between the two seemed slightly tense.

Yunari held the intact white long sword. The blade was cold and smooth, and felt as delicate as silk.

She stared at the knife, as if she saw He Nai'er folding a paper crane.

That focused and peaceful expression emerged in her mind, making her thoughtful.

"Yuuna, you are not the sword master yet,"

The voice of the Yellow God Envoy echoed in the night sky, carrying a hint of unquestionable majesty, "This sword is only for your protection."

"She is already qualified, all she has to do is draw her sword." Yuhui Qinggong retorted, her tone firm and unyielding. The views between the two were like two opposing currents, colliding violently.

The Yellow God Envoy in Yupao said no more and waved his hand. The powerful force pushed Yuhui Qinggong back.

He turned to Yunari, his tone becoming more serious and oppressive: "You can't imagine the dangers of the Fujin Sword. Once you become the Sword Master, you will face endless challenges and responsibilities."

"Give up, this is not something you should endure."

Yunari stood in the rain, holding a knife, the rain sliding down her cheeks, mixing with the complex emotions in her heart.

She thought of her never-settled life, and the line between good and evil became blurred in her mind.

Her heart was full of doubts and entanglements, as if she was having a silent conversation.

At this moment, Yunari raised her head slightly, her eyes firm, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She whispered, "Perhaps this is fate."

Before she finished speaking, a burst of light laughter suddenly came from the night sky, as if responding to her decision.

Paper cranes danced around her, as if celebrating some impending change.

Yunari's fingers gently stroked the blade, and an inexplicable courage surged in her heart.

At this moment, her story has just begun.