ebookland Chapter 314 Swallowing a boy with wine
Chapter 314 Swallowing a boy with wine
With his wisdom and strength, Tamamonomae constantly directs the actions of the Quatas, while releasing powerful demonic power, adding a lot of variables to the battle.
The Oborogurama is like a mobile magic fortress, constantly providing supplies and support to the Quatas, and occasionally firing powerful magic bullets to cause heavy damage to the enemy.
In this ridiculous battle, although the enemies from the Demon Realm were numerous, they gradually showed signs of fatigue under the joint offensive of Tamamonomae, Oboroguma and Quata.
With the joining of Tamamonomae, Oboroguma and Quata, the situation on the battlefield reversed instantly, and the originally stalemate battle became lively and interesting.
However, the enemies from the demon world did not give up. They seemed to be enraged by the sudden atmosphere of joy and launched a more frantic counterattack.
At this moment, Xinghui and his comrades felt unprecedented pressure, but they also knew that only by unity can they defeat this seemingly unstoppable dark force.
As a result, they quickly adjusted their tactics and formed a closer alliance with Tamamonomae and his companions.
Seeing this, Tamamonomae curled up a playful smile. He gently waved his folding fan, and a powerful demonic power instantly spread out, enveloping the surrounding enemies.
This force not only slows down the enemy's actions, but also invisibly weakens their will.
At the same time, the Oboroguma began to exert its true power. It slowly rotated, and the gems on its body flashed dazzling light, releasing powerful magical energy, weaving a protective net for the entire battlefield.
The Quatas became more active. They no longer just caused chaos and laughter, but began to show amazing fighting potential.
Some quacks suddenly grow larger and become giant fighting machines, using their soft yet extremely tough bodies to ram the enemies; others transform into fast-moving assassins, using their small size to shuttle between enemies and deliver fatal blows.
Xinghui and his comrades used this force to launch a more fierce offensive.
They used their respective strengths and cooperated with each other. Some released powerful spells, while others engaged in close combat and launched a fierce contest with the enemy. In the battle, they constantly discovered and exploited the enemy's weaknesses, and gradually took control of the situation.
As time went on, the number of enemies in the demon world began to decrease sharply, and their morale suffered an unprecedented blow.
The Xinghui side became more and more courageous as the battle went on. Their laughter, cheers and the sounds of fighting intertwined together to form a passionate battle symphony.
On the battlefield, Qing Xingdeng moved lightly, the lantern in her hand swaying slowly, emitting a soft and mysterious light. She sang softly, her voice gentle but powerful: "Let the light guide you, let the illusion confuse the enemy." As the words fell, the "Realm of Phantom Light" suddenly unfolded, and the entire battlefield was shrouded in a layer of light blue mist.
"Hey, you little minions in the demon world, have you ever seen a true master of illusion?" Qing Xingdeng smiled faintly and whispered to the enemies who were lost in the illusion. Her voice seemed to have magic power, causing the originally fierce enemies to begin to suspect each other and even kill each other.
"Don't forget, Master Qingxuande's lantern can illuminate the deepest fears and desires in people's hearts."
She winked playfully and completely crushed her enemy.
On the other side, Ibaraki Douji descended like an angry thunder god, his huge ghost hand drawing black tracks in the air, and every swing was accompanied by a deafening roar. He roared loudly: "Let this power be the beginning of your nightmare!"
The "Hand of Hell" was suddenly activated, and a giant hand formed by pure demonic power stretched out from the void, instantly grabbing a group of demon soldiers in front of it. Ibaraki Douji's eyes flashed with determination, and the ghost hand in his hand suddenly clenched, accompanied by a sound of bones breaking, and the enemy was easily defeated.
"Hmph, a mere soldier from the demon world dares to block Ibaraki Douji's path?" He snorted coldly, then flashed and continued to charge forward, clearing a path for his comrades. At this moment, if there were Onmyoji players present, they would definitely shout excitedly: "Look, that's Ibaraki Douji's domineering side!"
High in the sky, the great Tengu spread its wings and soared, like a freely flying phoenix.
His sharp eyes scanned the battlefield below, looking for the best time to attack.
"Wind, obey my call!" Daitengu took a deep breath and then chanted loudly.
As he called out, a powerful force of wind element gathered around him, forming a spectacular "Feather Blade Storm".
"Who said I can't play? I'm not the representative of the nostalgic server..."
"Feather Blade Storm, rise!" He flapped his wings violently, and countless sharp feathers flew out like sharp blades, instantly engulfing the demon army. In the storm, there were waves of wailing and screaming, and the demon army's will to resist was completely shattered.
"Hahaha, this is the power of the king of the sky!" Daitengu laughed triumphantly, and that laughter was full of pride in victory and yearning for freedom.
Shuten Douji, the legendary ghost king, was now holding a huge wine gourd, and walking into the battlefield with a staggering but majestic step.
His face was flushed, but his eyes were unusually clear, and there was an unruly smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Hey, little devils from the demon world, how about trying some of the wine in my gourd?"
He laughed loudly and tilted the wine gourd suddenly. A strong aroma of wine accompanied by demonic energy spread out. Many soldiers from the demon world were confused by the sudden aroma of wine. They staggered and their fighting power was greatly reduced.
"Hahaha, this is my 'drunken boxing'! In the aroma of wine and intoxication, I am invincible!" As Shuten-doji laughed, his figure moved left and right, shuttling through the enemy's formation like a ghost. Every punch and kick contained amazing power, which frightened the demon army.
Seeing this, Xinghui thought to himself: "Shuten-doji, this is not a fight, it's clearly a drinking party!"
The Two-Faced Buddha, this mysterious shikigami with both good and evil faces, is standing in the center of the battlefield. His face keeps switching between good and evil, as if he can see into the deepest secrets of the human heart.
"Good and evil are all determined by my thoughts." His low voice echoed on the battlefield. As his words fell, the sky behind him suddenly split open, revealing a sunny paradise on one side and a dark and cloudy abyss of hell on the other.
"Light of Heaven, purify evil!" He waved his hand gently, and a warm light shot out from the scene of heaven, illuminating every corner of the battlefield, bringing healing and comfort to the injured Onmyojis.
However, in a flash, he became cold-blooded and ruthless again: "The fire of hell, burn the sins!" A raging flame erupted from the abyss of hell, engulfing a group of demon armies and turning them into ashes.
Xinghui had to remind him to be careful when switching between some moves, or he might accidentally hurt those cute little deer boys.
Look, a flash of light suddenly appears, and the deer man Xunsen is running along the Netherworld River in the spiritual world.