Chapter 959
Our Discord Server: https://discord.gg/PazjBDkTmW
Chapter 959 Nine Blades Unite
Your body may not be able to withstand the power of nine swords.
Kogetsuki Yuki frowned and spoke seriously, “An ordinary person’s bloodline cannot control the nine Magatsu swords, especially when you’re already severely injured…”
“How would we know without trying?”
Amemiya Haruhiko spoke calmly, his blood-covered hand grabbed a purple long sword from the wooden box, and thrust it along with its scabbard into the pool of blood at his feet.
“First of the Nine Magatsu Swords, [Togaku].”
Amemiya Haruhiko muttered, then took out the dark-colored long sword he had just obtained and thrust it into the ground.
“Second of the Nine Magatsu Swords, [Souzan].”
When the second Magatsu sword merged with the blood pool, the two Magatsu swords seemed to form some kind of resonance through the blood, trembling slightly!
Purple and dark lights flowed into the blood pool, interweaving and connecting with each other, emanating a mysterious aura.
“Brother Amemiya is…”
Yuzurina stood aside, staring blankly at Amemiya Haruhiko’s actions, her face full of confusion.
“He’s using himself as a medium to trigger the unification of the nine swords.” Kogetsuki Yuki spoke slowly, “The auras of the nine Magatsu swords are independent. Only by using blood as a catalyst and flesh as a furnace can they be connected together…
In the words we used when forging the Magatsu swords back then, he is performing a sacrifice.”
“Sacrifice?” Hoshimi Shota’s expression changed slightly, “Will he die?”
“How could creating a divine weapon be so easy? Just forging these nine Magatsu swords cost countless lives. Now unifying the nine swords also requires life as a medium.” Kogetsuki Yuki paused, then continued,
“But even to be a sacrifice… not everyone qualifies.”
Kogetsuki Yuki turned his head, glanced at the red-clothed figure fighting the corpse god, then looked down at Yuzurina beside him, his eyes full of complexity.
Yuzurina was stunned.
Then, as if understanding something, she slightly pursed her lips.
“Fifth of the Nine Magatsu Swords, [Kuronawa].”
Amemiya Haruhiko took out the third Magatsu sword from the wooden box and inserted it into the blood pool.
A black light surged into the blood pool, connecting with the other two Magatsu swords. Amemiya Haruhiko’s figure swayed, his face turning even paler.
He stood still for a few seconds to recover, then quickly pulled out the remaining two Magatsu swords from the wooden box and thrust them forcefully into the ground.
“Sixth of the Nine Magatsu Swords, [Madou].”
“Eighth of the Nine Magatsu Swords, [Encho].”
With the fusion of these two Magatsu swords, the previously calm blood pool suddenly rippled. A golden and a red light surged into Amemiya Haruhiko’s body, causing him to violently cough up blood and stagger to one knee.
He lowered his head, his face covered in large beads of sweat, breathing heavily.
The weight of five Magatsu swords had completely overwhelmed his bloodline… For an ordinary person like him, being able to persist to this point was purely through willpower.
However, whether he admitted it or not, his physical body had already reached its limit.
He gritted his teeth, stubbornly standing in the blood pool behind the five Magatsu swords, his eyes full of unwillingness. He still determinedly reached out to grab the long sword at his waist.
At this moment, a hand gently grabbed the scabbard of [Amekudari].
Amemiya Haruhiko was startled and turned to look.
He saw the petite Yuzurina standing in the blood pool wearing wooden clogs, rain dripping from her wet black hair onto her old black kimono with cherry blossom patterns.
Her right hand was firmly gripping the scabbard of [Amekudari].
“Yuzu…”
“Brother Amemiya, let me do it.” Yuzurina smiled slightly, “You’re just an ordinary person without royal blood, you can’t bear the burden of so many Magatsu swords… This is destined to be the responsibility of the Yuzuri family.”
Although Kogetsuki Yuki hadn’t said it explicitly, his glance earlier had already conveyed certain information… and Yuzurina was clever.
An ordinary person’s bloodline cannot contain the power of nine Magatsu swords, implying that only royal blood could achieve this.
After Yuzuri Kurotaka’s death, within the “Human Circle,” only sister Yuzurina and brother Yuzuri Ryuhaku possessed the royal bloodline inheritance.
Although Yuzurina’s royal blood was recessive, recessive royal blood was still royal blood.
In other words, to save this “Human Circle,” either she or Yuzuri Ryuhaku had to become the sacrifice for the Magatsu swords, and Yuzurina knew clearly that if Yuzuri Ryuhaku were here, he would unhesitatingly become that sacrifice…
And she didn’t want her brother to become the sacrifice.
Amemiya Haruhiko looked at her deeply and shook his head firmly, “You siblings are both too young… I can do this without royal blood.”
He reached out to pull [Amekudari]’s hilt, but Yuzurina’s hand held it firmly, showing no intention of letting go.
Amemiya Haruhiko frowned.
Clang!
The light sound of a sword being drawn rang out.
However, it wasn’t [Amekudari] that was drawn, but [Senzuru].
“I’m sorry, Brother Amemiya.” Yuzurina stood amidst the flying paper cranes, smiling apologetically, “Although I’m a Magatsu sword master, I haven’t been much help. I’m not as capable as you, nor as resolute as Ryuhaku. This should be the only thing I can do for you all…
Perhaps this is my destined fate.”
She pulled hard, yanking [Amekudari] from Amemiya Haruhiko’s waist. The countless paper cranes swirled around him, lifting him into the sky, forming a paper crane prison that sealed him inside.
“You can’t…”
Severely injured and without [Amekudari], Amemiya Haruhiko couldn’t break free from [Senzuru]’s binding. Just as he was about to say something, several paper cranes transformed into sealing strips and locked his mouth.
Meanwhile, other paper cranes flew past Star Shota and Kohara Yoshiki’s waists, their beaks lightly pecking to snatch away the other two swords.
The white paper cranes carried the two Magatsu swords while dancing in the air. In their center, a petite figure raised her head, looked at the red-clothed figure fighting in the distance, and slowly closed her eyes.
She cut her palm, letting crimson blood flow from her fingertips into the blood pool. As her blood poured in, the five Magatsu swords already thrust into the ground brightened again. Various colored lights intertwined in the blood, finally converging within her body.
Yuzurina raised the deep blue sword in her hand and thrust it heavily into the blood pool.
“Fourth of the Nine Magatsu Swords, [Amekudari].”
After Yuzurina thrust this sword, she reached toward the sky, and the flying paper cranes dropped a vermillion long sword into her hand.
“Brother Shota, after the Nine Magatsu Swords unite, Sister Takemi will also break free from the sword body and regain her freedom. Then… you can be together forever.”
She smiled slightly at Star Shota in the distance.
The vermillion sword pierced into the blood pool.
“Seventh of the Nine Magatsu Swords, [Takemi].”
