Chapter 679 – Prison Tribulation
Boom boom boom–!
Successive explosions rang out from the edge of Tokyo, and blinding flames mixed with thick smoke slowly rose into the sky.
This huge commotion was enough to attract the attention of the vast majority of Tokyo’s residents, but no one dared to approach in that direction, even the Tokyo police just stood there in silence, silently looking in that direction ……
That was the battle between the Oracle adults and an [Extremely Evil] class wanted criminal, it was simply not something they could interfere with.
Battlefield.
Thousands and thousands of paper cranes swept across heaven and earth like a hurricane, and the four Divine Oracle Ambassadors were separated by this sea of paper cranes, and wherever their eyes looked, they were unable to see any traces of the other Divine Oracle Ambassadors or Yuzuru-ni Kurotetsugu at all, as if they had been completely submerged by the sea of paper cranes.
Although for them, destroying these paper cranes is just a matter of snapping their fingers, but on the contrary …… they can t do it.
Because they themselves couldn’t tell whether he was in the center of the real paper cranes or in the illusory paper cranes caused by [Mystic Pupil], even if they forcibly destroyed all the paper cranes around them, there would still be endless paper cranes piling up.
The combination of [Thousand Cranes] + [Mesmerized Pupils] successfully separated the battlefield of the four oracles.
Although once Yuzuri Kurotsuchi had murderous intent towards one of the oracles, the other would immediately wake up from the illusion, this at least ensured that he wouldn’t be surrounded by all four at the same time, and with the power of 【Rainbolt】 and 【Black Rope】, he wouldn’t fall into a disadvantaged position even if he faced two oracles’ attacks at the same time.
The four Oracle Envoys were unable to join forces to kill Yuzuru Kurotsuchi, and Yuzuru Kurotsuchi was unable to finish off the four Oracle Envoys at the same time, so the situation was stalemated.
However, this stalemate did not last long.
The black-robed Oracle Envoy #1 stood in the midst of the cranes, squinting at the endless paper cranes around him, the black aperture in his left eye flickered for a moment as he gently raised his palm and calmly spoke:
”Moro Ghost Prison.”
Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum!
A pitch-black spike coalesced out of nothingness and deeply dug into the ground beneath his feet, these pitch-black spikes vertically surrounded the surrounding area and gradually intertwined into a black cage, and the one who was imprisoned in this cage was none other than himself.
This cage completely isolated him from the surrounding paper cranes, and at the top of the cage, a hideous evil ghost silhouette emerged, roaring at the paper cranes roaming the sky, its scarlet eyes emanating a ferocious killing intent!
The moment this prison took shape, the world in the eyes of the black-robed oracle slightly distorted, and the paper cranes that originally filled the sky had already disappeared, and in its place, there was only a withering barrenness.
This prison completely isolates the inside from the outside, even the [Thousand Cranes] and [Mystic Pupil] illusion spells can’t pass through this seemingly simple cage and have the slightest effect on the black-robed oracle imprisoned therein.
This was a [Prison] in the absolute sense.
He was [Pure Land] Oracle Envoy #1, “Prison Plague”.
In the eyes of the black-robed oracle, on the barren land, Yuzuru Kurotetsugu was fighting fiercely with the white-robed oracle “Soldier’s Disaster”, while the other two oracles, one of which was trapped by thousands of paper cranes, and one of which was trapped in the illusion created by the [Mystic Pupil], were the same as the original himself.
Holding the [Black Rope] in his hand, Yuzuri Kurotetsu summoned a huge projection of his sword, clashing with the white-robed oracle’s invisible chopping lines one after another, sending out bursts of sound that surged through the sky like thunder.
In the next moment, his figure shifted and he disappeared into the curtain of rain.
When he reappeared, he had already arrived behind the white-robed Oracle Envoy, and the long black blade in his hand sharply chopped at the opponent’s body!
Clang-!
The white-robed Oracle barely managed to parry the blow, but he himself was sent flying by the blade, falling heavily into the barren earth, in a sorry state.
He was facing Yuzuru Kurosetsu, who was holding two highly lethal Banezu swords, and was in an absolute disadvantage.
Yuzuri-Kurosetsu was about to pursue the attack, but the next moment, a black spike came out from the void, and in the blink of an eye, it surrounded him, and at the same time, black chains like vipers extended out from the ground, and grabbed at his body like lightning!
Yuzuri Kurotsuchi’s pupils suddenly contracted, the [Rain Avalanche] in his hand flashed with light, and his entire person dragged out a trail of residual shadows in the rain at an astonishing speed, wanting to get rid of this [Prison] that was about to take shape.
The black-robed oracle’s power was something he had seen thirteen years ago, and this time, he would never enter the [Prison] created by the other party so easily.
The white-robed Oracle Envoy stood up from the ground and turned his head to look at the black-robed Oracle Envoy who stood expressionlessly in the prison, who gave him a faint look and said:
”Go wake up those two fools.”
The white-robed Oracle Envoy nodded, and in a flash, he swung out two invisible blade patterns, one flying towards Oracle Envoy #5, who was trapped by the paper crane, and one towards Oracle Envoy #7, who was caught in an illusion.
Stimulated by the killing intent, Oracle #7 instantly woke up, while Oracle #5 got out of the trap, these three Oracle Envoys simultaneously looked towards Yuzuru-nashi Kurotetsuki who was thrillingly dodging the [Prison], and with a sway of their figures, they pinched in different directions!
Yuzuri Kurotetsu’s face immediately turned ugly.
He subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the silver-colored disk hovering over Tokyo in the distance, muttering:
”Why isn’t it ready yet……I can’t hold it off any longer……”
Dang!
An invisible blade pattern cut through the air and chopped at Yuzuru Kurotetsu’s throat, he sharply rolled over and blocked the strike head-on with [Black Rope], but immediately after, the attacks of the other two Oracle Envoys came crashing down, slamming him straight into the sky and smashing a large crater in the ground.
Amidst the rolling smoke, the sequined suit on Yuzuri Kurosetsu was in tatters, and he coughed as he steadied himself, not being able to think about it, and once again merged into the rain and disappeared into the same spot.
On his body, a bizarre green spot emerged, and his internal organs began to faintly ache.
Oracle Envoy #5, “Sickness Plague”.
A black prison instantly blocked off the place where he was originally standing.
Yuzuri Kurotetsu dodged the [Prison] while fighting the attacks of the three Oracle Envoys head on, his movement speed was getting slower and slower, and the wounds on his body were getting more and more numerous.
The situation was getting worse and worse.
If this continued, in less than three minutes, he would either die at the hands of the three oracles, die of a living disease, or be locked up by oracle #1’s [Prison] and die in it ……
Yuzuri Kurotetsu took a deep breath and bit hard on the tip of his tongue, a fishy sweetness surged in his mouth, and his consciousness, which had already begun to blur, was stimulated to become clear once again.
He must not fall here like this ……
He swung out a blade, forcing back the white-robed oracle envoy, and his afterglow glanced once again at the silver disk in the distance, and this time, he saw from afar a figure jumping down from the edge of the disk, landing somewhere in the city.
Yuzuri Kurosetsu’s eyes lit up!
That kid had made it?
This momentary distraction allowed him to once again take the Oracle’s strike head-on, and he spat out a mouthful of blood violently, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
He returned the [Black Rope] to its sheath, and at the same time pulled out the [Thousand Cranes] and [Mystic Pupil], and his figure dissipated into the air as a paper crane at an astonishing speed ……
”Finally, waiting for this day.”