Eighth Crown

The weirdness around the attic is not the enemy of Liu Xia Yihe. After cleaning up all the weirdness around, the five people quickly entered the attic and walked up the stairs one by one.

After Caster was also defeated, there were only the last three fighting forces left on the opponent's side, the last heroic swordsman, the female ninja as a mechanical doll, and the last sorcerer himself.

"Is there really no one alive here?"

On the way up, Fujimaru Rika was also paying attention to the signs of life in the illusory castle, but in any case, she could not see a living person.

Not to mention that the source of the outbreak of evil energy is in this Tianshou Pavilion, the warriors and servants in the attic will definitely become weirdest at the fastest, and even if they don't become weird, they will definitely die at the hands of their companions who have become weird.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if there were one or two surviving people, it would be impossible for them to survive under the bombardment of the supreme artillery bombardment before Liu Xia, and it would be impossible for the other party to use the inherent barrier to kindly rescue irrelevant passers-by.

"Lixiang, are you okay?"

On the way up the stairs, Musashi asked Fujimaru Rika behind him, as if he couldn't let go, "Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, so it's best not to force it."

The attic itself is only four or five stories high, but this attic is full of a lot of evil spirits. These evil spirits are so strong that they almost form a substance. Being in it will make people feel a strong sense of oppression, and the body seems to be filled. It was as heavy as lead, and even the heart and lungs seemed to be in a layer of iron locks, making it very difficult to breathe.

Of course, this sense of oppression has little effect on the Servant, and it is nothing to a swordsman with natural power and a strong physique like Musashi, but for an ordinary person like Fujimaru Rika, he is still an ordinary person in a very weak state. For people, the burden is not generally large.

"It's okay, I also have anti-drug skills for the time being."

Although Fujimaru Rika was panting slightly, her pink lips were indefinitely open and closed, her small chest was up and down, and there was sweat oozing from her smooth forehead, but it was not a serious problem, it was just like a sprint.

"I know my body very well, this is nothing, let's go up quickly, Qing Ji is still waiting for us."

She shook her head, didn't say much, just followed behind a few people, towards the top floor of the attic.

…………

The Tianshou Pavilion in Rustic City has three floors and three eaves. In addition, the underground floor where the cellar is located is four layers and three eaves. In addition, the stone platform as the cornerstone is more than 30 meters high. The Unreal Castle is completely modeled on the Tianshou Pavilion. It is made, so the floor layout and so on are exactly the same as the Tianshou Pavilion.

Because they have been here once, everyone is familiar with this place, and soon came to the top of the Unreal Castle.

Said to be the top floor, it actually refers to the upper floor of the upper, middle and lower floors. The upper floor is divided into upper and lower parts. The lower part is the main body, which is wider, and the upper part is the eaves close to the attic, which can be used for viewing. narrower.

A few people had just arrived at the top floor, and before they had time to walk towards the top floor, they found two figures who had already been waiting here.

One was the one who had appeared in the scene before and was the culprit who captured Kiyohime. A black-haired woman in a tight-fitting ninja suit, although she was essentially an android doll, had the exact same appearance as a human being.

The other person was the last Knight Riding the Heroic Spirit Swordsman, his whole body was still shrouded in a black cloak, and he couldn't see his figure clearly, only the sharp sword energy was hidden all over his body.

"Are you waiting here on purpose?"

The moment she saw the man in the cloak, Liu Xia raised her brows slightly and took the initiative to step out, holding Yanshenqi and Guishenqi in their hands.

"But it's okay, this way, you don't need to worry about being disturbed by anyone."

Judging from his appearance, it is clear that he wants to fight the cloaked man, and listening to his description, I am afraid that he has already had this idea.

"It's not you I'm looking for."

The cloaked figure was slightly stagnant, and it seemed that he was a little surprised to be targeted by Liu Xia, but he immediately refused Liu Xia's request for battle.

"I know, you're looking for Musashi, right?"

In the face of the opponent's rejection, Liu Xia was not surprised at all, and even broke through the opponent's heart, causing the opponent's body to tremble and not say a word.

"However, now you have no right to refuse. Now you are not choosing your opponent, but I am choosing your opponent."

Liu Xia raised the He Dao in his hand and pointed the blade at the opponent, "Besides, don't you want to take revenge for the broken arm?"

After Liu Xia said these words, the attic fell into an unspeakable calm for a while.

"Eh? What?"

Musashi looked at Liu Xia, then looked at the other party again, blinked his eyes, and looked as if he didn't know why, "Why is the target me? What's the matter with the revenge of the broken arm?"

"The revenge of the broken arm... Hmph, isn't it, was the assassin at that time really you?"

The man in the cloak snorted coldly, and then took off the cloak on his body, revealing the true face that has been hidden all along, "And he has already seen through my identity, which is wonderful."

Under the cloak was the face of a nearly seventy-year-old old man, wearing a black-gray loose samurai uniform, his silver-gray short hair was as usual, and there was a trace of indifference hidden in the indifferent eyes. Known for being hot.

"Yusheng Tajima Shou!?"

Musashi's eyes widened, and his face was full of surprise, "So the last heroic swordsman is actually this old master swordsman?"

"How is that possible, isn't Yagyu Taima Shou a living human?"

Fujimaru Rika couldn't help it, and said incredulously, "Is he not a human, but a Servant?"

"No, according to Sheba's observations, there is no doubt that it is a living human without any spiritual reaction."

The figure of Sherlock Holmes reappeared in the light screen, and he speculated thoughtfully: "If he is really a heroic swordsman, then there is only one answer - he buried himself in the slaughter as a human being. Dorm!"

"That's right."

Liu Shengzongju did not have any intention of concealing it, so he admitted it very calmly, and said with a usual indifferent expression: "I have indeed accepted the karma of slaughtering as a human being, and the reason for this, Musashi, It's because of you."

"Eh? Do I have such a big face?"

Hearing this, Musashi showed a slightly embarrassed look on her face, but she immediately responded, "Wait, you should have been karma before I came to this world, right? What does it have to do with me... do you mean—"

"That's what it says."

Liu Sheng Zongju snorted coldly, "Six months ago, you suddenly appeared in front of me and provoked me. As a result, while fighting with me, you did not know what kind of magic you performed and escaped from my eyes. Since then, Sword Saint Liu Sheng has Zongju no longer exists."

"The only one who survived from that battle is the current sword ghost Yanyu Zongju."