After the explosion subsided, he, trapped underground, swung his knife again and cut a path through the air.
Sensing the presence of the ghost on the ground, he unleashed a devastating slash!
Now, he has successfully emerged from the underground.
He took a deep breath, and the hot air rushed into the Scribe's throat, but he felt no pain at all.
The damage caused by the explosion goes far beyond the surface.
"Let's go."
After observing their surroundings and finding a way out, the Scribe carried Tamayo out.
Even though they were far from the town, he still didn't stop.
The Scribe stopped when he came to a stream.
He scooped up some water with his charred hands and fed it to Tamayo.
"Cough cough"
After drinking some water, Tamayo coughed a few times, and her eyelids trembled slightly.
Then, she slowly opened her eyes.
Where am I?
As consciousness gradually returned, Tamayo looked at the scabbed man in front of her and asked in disbelief.
"Scribe, is that you?"
"It's me."
"How could you have become like this!"
Even though the voice had become incredibly distorted, Tamayo recognized the other person's identity immediately.
He grabbed the Scribe's face, and two lines of tears streamed down her beautiful face.
"You became like this because you were trying to save me."
"I have no regrets."
He grinned, but Scribe face twitched as the aggravated his burns.
"I am a ghost, even with an explosion like that, I will not die completely!"
Her body trembled incessantly, and Tamayo's words were filled with trepidation and unease.
"Why? You knew all this, so why did you still do it!"
"Because you are my wife."
He reached out and took Tamayo's small hand in his, Scribe eyes looking directly at her with utmost tenderness.
"But if this continues, you really will die!"
"No, I promised you I would never die."
Shaking his head, even though he was wincing in pain, the Scribe's tone remained completely unchanged.
"I..."
Tamayo wanted to say something more, but something fell out of her arms.
"This is?"
A hint of doubt flashed in her eyes as she watched the rolling test tube.
"Isn't this the potion made by Yushiro?! How did it end up here?"
"I brought it. When it exploded, I instinctively stuffed it into your arms."
With a somewhat complicated expression, Scribe hadn't expected that this small test tube wouldn't break even now.
Despite having been in such an explosion, it only appears to have been blackened a little.
"The story begins when I returned to Tsukishiki Pharmaceuticals."
Next, Scribe told Tamayo everything that had happened since he returned to Tsukishiki Pharmaceuticals.
After listening, he didn't forget to ask Tamayo about the effects of the potion.
"This is a potion that can turn a person into a ghost, a concentrated version of all the previous essences."
"Is that so?"
Upon hearing this, Scribe nodded, but his gaze remained fixed on the test tube.
After pondering for a while, he finally took the test tube.
He then stood up and spoke.
"I'm leaving."
"Where you go?!"
Upon hearing that the Scribe was about to leave, Tamayo quickly stopped him.
"With such a serious injury, you need treatment and rest!"
Her eyes were glistening with tears, and her voice was full of pleading.
For hundreds of years, Tamayo has never been so out of control as he is today.
But seeing her husband seriously injured because of her, she was filled with self-blame and couldn't accept it.
"No, I'm going to wipe out the Shinri Family."
Shaking his head, the Scribe refused Tamayo.
"The fact that the Shinri Family members have become demons means that Muzan has intervened in this matter."
"I also heard that they were going to attack the Hyakuya Family. Perhaps this was also Muzan's doing."
"The curtain is gradually rising on the final battle. After I leave, you should rush back to Tsukishiki Pharmaceuticals and find Koume and the others."
After speaking, the Scribe looked at the sun gradually rising in the distance.
"The sun is about to rise, you'd better hide quickly."
He released Tamayo's hand, smiled gently, and his eyes were full of tenderness.
"Everything will be over when I come back."
After speaking, the Scribe stepped forward and vanished instantly.
Watching his departing figure, Tamayo sat there in a daze, speechless for a long time.
She spoke, her lips trembling, just as the sunlight was about to reach her side.
"You must come back alive."
Meanwhile, in the town where Hyakuya Family lived, Shinri Keito had already gathered his clansmen.
"Next, I'm going to tell you about the plan to attack the Hyakuya Family."
Chapter 551 Please Kill Me
At this time, the Shenli people had split into two distinct factions.
Sitting calmly in his seat was the sensible man who had become a ghost.
Those who were bound hand and foot, with gloomy expressions, were the so-called stubborn faction.
Shinri Kōjin was one of them.
"This time, you only have one goal..."
Sitting in the main seat, Shinri Keito's eyes darted around as he surveyed the surroundings, speaking slowly.
"Take down the Hyakuya Family in the shortest possible time!"
"No problem."
Upon hearing this request, the Shenli tribesmen who had become ghosts all grinned.
His words were full of confidence.
They didn't believe that the Hyakuya Family, composed of just a group of ordinary people, could withstand their attack.
"What about these traitors? Can I eat them?"
At this moment, a demonized member of the tribe suddenly pointed at the light people and said.
"I'm a little hungry. Anyway, keeping them alive is for this purpose, right? Is that alright?"
Upon hearing this, the rest of the clansmen looked at Guangren and the others with longing in their eyes.
Even worse, some of them were drooling.
"They still have a use."
With a raised hand, Shinri Keito stood up and walked to Hikaru.
"This is your last chance to become the vanguard of the family and be the first to attack the Hyakuya Family."
"If you can cut off one person's head, I can make sure you become ghosts afterwards."
Huiren's actions aroused the dissatisfaction of the Oni tribe, who were unwilling to accept these rations as part of their community.
"Chief, we don't need these guys. Leave them to us!"
"Yes, yes, we're all you need."
"With just your order, the Hyakuya Family or any other family can be destroyed in an instant."
Hearing the shouts of these tribesmen, Huiren snorted coldly, his gaze icy.
"I am the clan leader, and I have the final say in clan affairs!"
"But..."
One of them wanted to retort, but before he could finish speaking, a dark shadow flew out from Huiren's sleeve.
It struck the tribesman's face at incredible speed, sending him flying.
His body slammed heavily against the wall, and shattered stones hit his head, knocking him unconscious.
"If you have any more objections, I'll send you out to sunbathe!"
Upon hearing this, the clansmen shuddered, realizing that even as a demon, Huiren's strength far surpassed theirs.
In the rigidly hierarchical Shinri Family, challenging the patriarch's authority was undoubtedly a suicidal act.
"Now, take this guy and get out of here to carry out your mission!"
"Yes."
After responding, one of the demonized clansmen picked up the unfortunate man who had fainted and ran out quickly.
Hui's icy expression softened only after they disappeared from sight.
With a flick of his wrist, he cut the rope binding the man of light.
"Guangren, you're in charge of leading these guys."
He leaned down slightly, patted the man's shoulder, and looked at him with a complicated expression.
"Don't let me and Yijing down this time."
"Mr. Jing?"
Mentioning Shinri Ichijou, Hikaru recalls the incident not long ago when he was taken away by Megumi.
"Where is Mr. Jing? How is he now?!"
Hikaru grabbed Megumi's shoulder and shook him violently, his face filled with anxiety.
"He is dead, as is the Scribe."
Huiren slapped Hikaru's hand away and said, word by word.
"Remember, this is your last chance. Don't even think about running away."
Upon hearing the news of Ichiyo's death, Hikaru's face turned deathly pale.