Chapter 957
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Chapter 957 Respect for Life
The Corpse God’s health was about eight times that of the Thunder Beast.
The Thunder Beast was merely the spirit of the Yata Mirror, belonging to divine beasts but not a true deity. Most of its divine power relied on the Yata Mirror itself, so although it was god-level, there was still a significant gap compared to true Amatsu-kami.
The Corpse God, on the other hand, was an evil god born from Amatsu-kami. Except for lacking the power of laws, it inherited almost all the power of the Mountain God Oyamatsumi. Just looking at its health pool, one could tell its combat power was on a completely different level from the Thunder Beast.
Yuri Takeshiro dismissed the spear in one hand while sliding his other hand through the air. A virtual item panel flashed before his eyes, finally locking onto a blood-colored scythe.
“Item selection… SS-rank ancient martial arts item, [Blood Bar Reaper].”
“SS-rank item: [Blood Bar Reaper], deals true damage equal to 1% of target’s maximum health per hit, ignores level, magic immunity, and super armor.”
A line of small text floated past Yuri Takeshiro’s eyes. He reached into the panel and grasped the grotesque blood-colored giant scythe. Its end was wrapped in thick broken chains, and its surface was covered in dark red bloodstains from unknown victims.
This SS-rank item was Yuri Takeshiro’s greatest achievement in the past few months. He had spent countless sleepless nights running dungeons to obtain this legendary item, finally adding it to his item inventory.
All of this was to have a chance of victory when facing god-level opponents again.
Although compared to the SS-rank wooden chopsticks that Lin Qiye had pulled out earlier, this scythe’s attributes were far inferior, those chopsticks were only single-use items, while this scythe could be used indefinitely.
The Corpse God standing on the shattered mountain peak seemed to sense Yuri Takeshiro’s threat. It shifted its attention from the insects at the mountain’s foot, raising its featureless face to silently look up at the red-clad figure in the sky.
“Scene: [Yama’s Hell] loading complete…”
As Yuri Takeshiro’s thought arose, a line of small text appeared in mid-air.
Dong!
Holding the blood-colored scythe, Yuri Takeshiro rapidly expanded a domain beneath his feet. The surrounding environment instantly changed from the rising shattered mountain into a scorched land filled with hellfire.
Since the Corpse God inherited mountain god powers, creating a battle scene without mountains would greatly weaken its combat ability!
Yuri Takeshiro stomped his feet on the black ground where lava boiled, his figure becoming a lightning bolt that instantly appeared at the Corpse God’s side.
He grabbed the broken chains at the end of the blood scythe and swung it forcefully. The chains extended at an alarming speed, and the two-meter-long giant scythe instantly flew over a hundred meters, its blade cutting through several floating mountain fragments around the Corpse God before slashing its chest.
Health -2482393!
This single strike eliminated 1% of the Corpse God’s health.
Although the percentage doesn’t seem like much, if he could land a hundred consecutive strikes, even a true deity would be forcibly ground down to a critically wounded state by Yuri Takeshiro.
After being wounded by this strike, the gap in the Corpse God’s black face violently opened and closed as if roaring. A terrifying tide of divine power swept out with it at the center. A horrifying mountain god’s wrath was brewing.
On the scorched ground, a red-clad figure wielding a blood scythe, like death itself gripping fate, was frantically reaping the Corpse God’s health.
…
Human Circle.
Ocean.
The surging sea gradually took on a faint bloody hue. Corpses of marine creatures floated to the surface, limbs and blood spreading out, the sea breeze carrying a thick bloody smell.
A massive pixel cruise ship stood like a mountain on the sea surface, unmoved by the crashing waves.
In front of the ship, a pixel platform hundreds of meters long had been completed. At its center was a small circular hole, with several Upper Evil Society members standing nearby against the waves, seemingly calculating something.
Looking beneath the sea surface, one would find over two hundred such pixel platforms.
These pixel platforms were distributed completely vertically, their central circular holes precisely fitting together to form an ultra-long acceleration track. Above the first pixel platform on the surface hung a silver sword, its blade pointing straight to the earth’s core, emanating a cold gleam.
At the front of the ship, a girl wearing a tattered cloak quietly gazed toward Japan. The sky in the distance had already taken on a reddish tinge, and her brows slightly furrowed.
“President, the [Sword of Ultimate Evil] is ready and can be activated at any time,” the Knight walked to her side against the sea wind and solemnly said, “At your command, the Kusanagi Sword will pierce through the Yata Mirror’s surface in forty-two seconds, and this ‘Human Circle’ will be completely destroyed.”
“Mm, I understand,” Ji Nian nodded slightly, her gaze fixed on the distance without saying more.
“There’s one more thing,” the Knight seemed to remember something.
“Starting half an hour ago, some members began showing symptoms of red-eyed frenzy, probably related to that strange pollution. Although I immediately isolated them, the numbers are still increasing rapidly… so far, seventy-two people have been quarantined.”
“How many people do we have left?”
“Less than forty.”
“Is that enough to activate the [Sword of Ultimate Evil]?”
“If the goal is just to activate the [Sword of Ultimate Evil], one person is enough.”
“…I see, then let’s wait a bit longer.”
The Knight hesitated for a moment before asking, “President, what are you waiting for? This ‘Human Circle’ won’t last much longer. In about ten minutes at most, the pollution will completely corrode this piece of the Yata Mirror, and the people living here won’t survive.
If we delay any longer, I’m afraid those souls will also be polluted and turn into corpse beasts.”
“Isn’t there still more than ten minutes?” Ji Nian put her hands in her pockets and calmly said, “We need to destroy the ‘Human Circle’ and liberate the souls, but we just need to act before the Yata Mirror is completely polluted.
We save the deceased, but similarly… we should also give the people living in this ‘Human Circle’ a chance to survive.
After all, there are still people striving to save this country, and these tens of millions of people still have a chance to live… until the very last moment, we can’t destroy their hope.
This is the most basic respect for life.”
