HLnovel Chapter 315: The Voice of Goddess Musume
Chapter 315: The Voice of Goddess Musume
Xiaolunan, another shikigami that is given to Onmyoji players upon logging in and is very popular among Onmyoji players, is trying his best to find the one who has slipped through the net.
This guardian from the forest was now nimbly jumping and shuttling across the battlefield. His figure was as elusive as an elf jumping in the woods.
"Hmph, a mere army of the demon world, you also want to destroy the home I am protecting?" He snorted coldly, then stretched out his body, turning into a green light, shuttling back and forth in the enemy camp.
"Gift of the forest, give me strength!" He called softly, and suddenly countless vines and leaves emerged around him. They seemed to have life and entangled the demon soldiers, making them unable to move.
"Look at my 'antler charge'!" The deer man suddenly jumped up and rushed towards a demon general at lightning speed, killing him with his sharp antlers.
Yama, the majestic Lord of the Underworld, slowly stepped into the battlefield. Her figure was surrounded by a faint underworld atmosphere, which made people feel awe. She held the Book of Life and Death in her hand, and her eyes were as sharp as torches, as if she could see through the cycle of life and death of all things in the world.
"Criminals of the demon world, your crimes have been recorded, and today is the day of your judgment!" Yama's voice was cold and solemn. As her words fell, the light on the Book of Life and Death became brighter, and an invisible force enveloped the entire battlefield.
"Time stands still!" She opened her red lips and uttered a chilling spell. Instantly, everything on the battlefield seemed to have been paused. The attack of the demon army was suspended in mid-air, and the shikigami took the opportunity to launch a counterattack.
The Lord of Arakawa, the dragon king who controls rivers and lakes, is now standing on the edge of the battlefield. His eyes are deep and firm, as if he can summon endless water elements.
“Demon army, you dare to invade my territory? I will let you taste the flood!” Lord Arakawa roared, then waved his hands, and suddenly the sky above the battlefield was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.
"The water will flow endlessly, and the seven armies will be drowned!" He waved his hand fiercely, and countless waters gathered from all directions, forming a huge water dragon, roaring and rushing towards the army of the demon world. Wherever the water dragon passed, the soldiers of the demon world were drowned one after another, and wailing sounds came one after another.
The red spider lily, the mysterious flower that blooms on the road to the underworld, is now quietly blooming in a corner of the battlefield. Her petals are crystal clear, emitting a faint fluorescence, as if they can lead lost souls to the other side.
“You people from the demon world will lose your way in this sea of red spider lilies and will never be able to escape the cycle of life and death.” The voice of red spider lily was soft and ethereal, as if it came from another world.
As her voice fell, large tracts of seas of red spider lilies suddenly emerged on the battlefield, surrounding the demon army. Each flower in the sea of flowers contained a powerful soul force, which continuously absorbed the vitality of the demon soldiers, making them gradually weak.
This is the 'reincarnation of life and death' of the red spider lily, which makes the enemy feel the passing of life in endless pain.
Purgatory Ibaraki Douji was wrapped in blazing flames, like a god of war walking out of the depths of hell. His eyes burned with an undying will to fight, and every time he waved his ghost hand, it was accompanied by the roar of flames.
"You bastards from the demon world, feel the wrath of hell!" Purgatory Ibaraki Douji roared, leaped up suddenly, and his hands turned into huge flaming ghost hands, directly tearing through the enemy's defense line in front of him. Wherever the flames passed, the demon army was like a scarecrow swallowed by the flames, instantly turning into ashes.
The wine gourd in the hands of the ghost king Shuten Douji became even bigger, and it seemed to contain the power to overturn the world. He walked into the battlefield with a big laugh, and every step he took made a sound that shook the earth.
"Hahaha, little devils from the demon world, let me show you the true power of the god of wine!" He took a gulp of the strong wine, and then his body suddenly grew, turning into a giant who stood tall. He waved the huge wine gourd, and the wine fell like a torrential rain, but every drop contained deadly demonic power, making the demon army tremble in drunkenness and fear.
"In my wild singing and drinking, everything in the world will surrender!" He laughed wildly and waved his wine gourd, as if the whole world was under his control.
Although the battle was extremely fierce, it was also pleasing to the eyes.
Kamisama Yume, dressed in a glittering dress, is like the gentlest star in the night sky fallen into the mortal world. She holds in her hand a crystal clear red thread that constantly jumps with soft light. The red thread is like a bond connecting the emotions of all things in the world. It is ancient and mysterious, and exudes a reassuring power.
Her smile is like a flower blooming in spring, warm yet profound, as if it can see into the softest part of people's hearts and give the most gentle comfort.
In this battlefield filled with smoke and flames, Yomiuri participated in the battle in a unique and noble way. She did not choose to wield weapons and confront the enemy head-on, but silently protected her comrades in a more delicate and profound way.
She shuttled lightly between the Onmyojis, and the red thread in her hand seemed to have life, dancing flexibly in the air, weaving one protective net after another shining with hope and love.
"May my red thread penetrate the fog of your soul and draw out the courage and endless love hidden deep in your heart. Let us join hands and resist the endless invasion from the demon world together."
Yoshinori Yume's voice was gentle yet firm, like a clear mountain spring, slowly flowing into everyone's heart.
As her words fell, the red lines seemed to be endowed with magical powers. With a slight wave, they transformed into circles of warm and bright light, gently covering the bodies of the Onmyojis.
These rays of light, like the first rays of dawn, dispelled the fatigue and fear of the soldiers. They penetrated into their skin and merged into their blood, not only healing the wounds left by their battles, but also silently awakening the strongest strength and purest faith deep in their hearts.
The Onmyojis felt unprecedented encouragement and strength; their eyes became more determined and their steps more steady, as if with the protection of Goddess Yume Yui, no matter how great the difficulties were, could not stop them from moving forward.
At this moment, Kamisama Yume is not only a guardian, but also a spiritual mentor. She uses her magical red thread to tightly connect the Shikigami and the warriors of the six realms, so that they are no longer fighting alone in the battle, but form an indestructible whole, jointly resisting the invasion of the demon world and guarding the peace and tranquility of this land.
On the other side of the battlefield, Maochuan added an unusual color to the battle against the demon army in his own unique way.
He, a mysterious shikigami who possesses the power to control natural water and hot springs, is currently busy on the edge of the battlefield. With his magical hands, he constantly creates warm hot springs in the intervals between intense battles.
The hot spring water flowed out from his fingertips, like trickles gathering into a stream, and then quickly expanded into hot spring pools emitting misty hot air.
These hot springs not only have the right temperature, but also contain the natural spiritual power carefully blended by Maochuan, which can wash away the dust and fatigue of the warriors. More importantly, they seem to have magical powers that can penetrate into the depths of the Shikigami's souls, resist the invasion of negative emotions from the outside world, and protect their minds from being shaken by the cruelty of the battlefield.
"Come, let this warm spring water wash away your fatigue and bring a moment of peace to your soul."