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The demon was stunned; he had never encountered a human like this before.
Miyamoto's imposing aura was like an insurmountable mountain, making it hard for him to breathe.
After a moment of silence, the demon suddenly burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the hall, sounding particularly eerie.
"Hahaha! How interesting!" The demon's laughter gradually subsided, and his eyes gleamed with admiration: "Although I failed to sway you onto the wrong path this time, your domineering spirit and determination are truly admirable. Such momentum is really too cool."
Miyamoto Musashi stared coldly at the demon, his eyes unwavering.
He knew that although the demon before him was temporarily intimidated, it would not give up easily.
The other party's manipulation of me will definitely not stop there.
He deliberately chose to degenerate.
aside.
The demon suddenly stopped smiling, and his eyes turned cold and cunning.
"Miyamoto Musashi, you must know that power comes at a price!"
"You've traded a part of your soul to me, but one day you'll pay the price!"
Miyamoto Musashi felt a slight jolt in his heart, but his face remained expressionless.
He knew that power always came with danger and sacrifice, but he was prepared to face anything.
"No matter the cost, I will not back down."
Miyamoto Musashi's voice was firm and fearless: "Because I have my own principles!"
As long as his will to protect remains unchanged, Miyamoto Musashi has nothing to fear!
When he said this.
On the continent of Kings, all the heroes were filled with boundless respect once again.
Sun Shangxiang: "No matter the cost, I will not back down. That's such a cool line!"
Xiahou: "Although I don't particularly like the Japanese, Miyamoto Musashi from 973 is quite a hero!"
Li Bai: "Forced to make a deal with the devil, and I have the upper hand? Haha, awesome, this is our protagonist this time!"
Goya: "The demon must be really stupid now. He probably never imagined that he would encounter such a human!"
Giant screen.
Hearing Miyamoto say such words.
Sure enough, a complex emotion flashed in the demon's eyes.
Clearly, just as Goya said, the demons are indeed helpless now.
A goal with such unwavering willpower.
It really gave him a huge headache.
"..."
The demon wanted to say something more.
Even if it's no longer possible to sway people.
At the very least, it would boost the morale of their side.
This would allow him to better carry out his subsequent manipulations.
But it was at this moment...
Suddenly, a new strange phenomenon appeared on the giant screen.
Outside the main hall, the night was deep, and the sky was like a pitch-black curtain.
suddenly.
A dazzling beam of light descended from the sky.
As if tearing through the darkness, it descended straight upon Kyoto with boundless pressure.
The beam of light was so fast that people barely had time to react, and it instantly enveloped the entire city.
Miyamoto Musashi stood in front of the main hall.
A purplish-black blood mist automatically emerged from around his body.
A sturdy protective shield quickly formed, tightly protecting him and his family within it.
The blood mist, like a thick barrier, shimmered with an eerie light, as if resisting the power of the pillar of light.
"Brother, what is this?" His younger brother, Yusuke, gripped his sleeve tightly, his eyes filled with fear and unease.
Miyamoto Musashi looked down at his younger brother and gently comforted him, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, everything will be alright."
His words were firm and powerful, as if he were encouraging himself.
However, when he looked up again, the scene before him gave him a shock.
The entire city of Kyoto, once bustling with activity, now stands in ruins, its streets, palaces, and markets reduced to dust.
The power of the beam of light was like a merciless giant hand, leveling everything to the ground.
The air was thick with dust and the smell of burning, as if telling the story of the catastrophe that had just occurred.
Chapter 178: Son of Hell, the Last Hope of the Demon, Completely Becomes a Demon!
"Holy crap! What just happened?!"
Yunying's voice echoed in the silent valley.
She jumped up from the recliner in a panic, her eyes wide as saucers.
She wasn't the only one who was startled.
On the mountain, the heroes were all stunned by the sight before them.
The beam of light that just descended from the sky was like a giant sword, instantly leveling the entire city to the ground.
Dust flew everywhere, and a strong sense of agitation permeated the ruins. The destructive power seemed to linger in the air.
"What's going on!" Yunying was filled with doubt and fear. She gripped the spear tightly, her palms already soaked with sweat. Her eyes quickly scanned her surroundings, trying to find the answer.
On the giant screen.
Miyamoto Musashi was equally shocked.
He stood amidst the ruins, looking around blankly, his heart filled with helplessness and fear.
That beam of light just now completely destroyed everything around it, leaving not a single trace of life.
He raised his head, his gaze piercing through the dust, looking up at the sky.
In the sky, hundreds of winged figures floated in mid-air, like gods descending.
That's... an immortal!
Miyamoto Musashi's heart jolted, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
Long ago, the legend of the battle between immortals and demons was widely circulated.
Legend has it that the immortals defeated the demons and completely annihilated them.
The immortals, on the other hand, reside in the Heavenly Palace, enjoying the offerings and reverence of the people.
but now.
These immortals have actually appeared here.
Moreover, it possesses such immense destructive power.
"This is the real way to deal with ants!"
Miyamoto Musashi muttered to himself, feeling a sense of powerlessness wash over him.
Faced with such immense power, what can I do?
"Yo yo yo, still alive? You've got some strength!" The immortals in the sky began to converse, their voices frivolous and arrogant, as if the destruction just now was nothing more than a game.
"Sigh, we've been searching for you for hundreds of years, just when we were really worried about not finding you, you suddenly appeared on your own. It really saves us a lot of trouble." Another immortal chimed in, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery.
"Why all this nonsense? Just kill him..." The third immortal's voice was cold and resolute, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.
Miyamoto Musashi's heart was filled with anger and sorrow.
He gripped the knife tightly, his eyes blazing with fury.
"Aren't you immortals? What are you doing!"
His voice was full of questioning and anger.
"These are people who love and respect you! How could you do this to them!"
Miyamoto Musashi's voice trembled slightly; he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
These immortals seem to have come specifically to hunt down this "demon."
On the day I made a deal with the devil.
Miyamoto had anticipated that such a day might come.