Chapter 149 Land of Demons drastic changes, the witch under house arrest
Land of Demons Shrine.
Heavy dark clouds hung low, making people breathless. Even the light sandalwood that lingered around the shrine all year round was completely replaced by the smell of rust and sweat.
Outside the shrine, the dark army is surrounding the shrine located deep in the forest and blocking all roads leading to the shrine.
These armies were composed of ordinary people. The soldiers wore standard armor and were mainly spearmen and archers, with few cavalry.
There was a hint of awe and uneasiness about the shrine on their faces.
The air was filled with the smell of low-quality tobacco, the smell of leather, and the turbid body odor emitted by countless people gathered together.
The horses snorted uneasily, and the horseshoes occasionally hit the stone slabs, making a sharp and crisp sound, adding to the depression.
Inside the shrine, the atmosphere was as frozen as ice.
The nominal ruler of this country, the witch Miroku, was sitting on a futon in the main hall. Her plain white witch uniform was spotless, but it made her face look even paler.
Her eyes were still calm, like a bottomless ancient well, but beneath that calmness were deep worries and a hint of betrayal. Several warriors with strong bodies and fierce eyes, who were obviously private soldiers of the aristocracy, stood at the palace gate and Miroku like jackals eyeing their prey, with their hands always pressed on the hilts of knives at their waists.
Although this era is the era of ninjas, it does not mean that samurai have become extinct.
In addition to Land of Iron, there are also a large number of samurai as regular troops. Daimyos from other countries will also raise some warriors, whether they serve as facades or thugs to deal with ordinary people or even some rebellious people. Compared with ninjas, the hiring price of samurai is much lower.
Footsteps sounded in the empty hall, with a deliberate heaviness.
Land of Demons The famous name Hamayen Shun walked in surrounded by a group of nobles.
He was wearing a luxurious dark purple straight suit, his fat face was filled with false concern, but his small eyes were shining with greed and ruthlessness.
The nobles behind him had bloated bodies wrapped in silk and satin. Their faces were either arrogant, frightened, or gloating about their misfortune. All of them, without exception, showed their covetousness for power and the pleasure of suppressing the authority of the witches.
The strong incense and powdery smell of their bodies mixed together to form a sickly sweet smell.
"Master Miroku," Hamayen Shun's voice pretended to be gentle, but it was filled with unquestionable compulsion.
"Your recent actions of sending people to investigate Land of Stars have really made the whole country panic." He walked, his fat fingers unconsciously rubbing the handle of the short knife inlaid with gems at his waist.
"Some things can only be discussed in private. But you are so concerned about that rebellious country formed by rebellious people. Pei Pei,
Isn't it a bit too much?"
He stopped in front of Miroku, leaned slightly, and the shadow was shrouded. His voice was lower, but even colder. "Do you know how quickly your priests and attendants spread all kinds of rumors from Land of Stars among those untouchables? Land of Stars's set of demagoguery is shaking the foundation of my Land of Demons!!"
Miroku slowly raised his eyes, his eyes calmly meeting Hamayen Shun's calculating eyes.
"I just want to know what happened to Land of Stars."
Her voice was ethereal and firm, like jade being struck in a temple, echoing clearly in the oppressive hall, carrying a divinity that could not be blasphemed.
"As for the civilians flocking to Land of Stars-Hamayan-sama, and everyone here, shouldn't I ask you this?"
"Ask us?!" A nobleman with a hooked nose next to him couldn't help but screamed, his spittle almost spraying onto Miroku's clean robes.
"The biggest problem is that you are here to confuse people with your lies! What do those untouchables know? Without us nobles, they can't even eat hot shit!"
"Miroku, recognize your position! You are just a witch serving the gods. An Fenshou has already done your rituals and appeased those ignorant people!"
"It's not your turn to dictate national affairs!"
Several nobles discussed one after another and loudly rebuked Miroku.
"That's enough!" Hamayen Shun suddenly raised his hand to stop the noisy chattering of the nobles, but the chill on his face was even worse.
He stared at Miroku, and the last trace of pretended patience completely disappeared.
"Sir Miroku, it seems that you are still stubborn. For the sake of Land of Demons's stability and the stability of Land of Demons, I can only ask you to "quietly meditate" in this shrine for a while."
"Second order, no one is allowed to enter or leave the shrine without my permission! No one is allowed to pass on any news!" He looked around at the warriors in the palace and said sternly, "Keep an eye on the miko! If there is anything wrong, come and see me!"
"Yes!" The warriors knelt on one knee and agreed in unison, their scabbards colliding with each other with a threatening sound.
The nobles had proud smiles on their faces.
The miko is nominally the ruler of Land of Demons, but she basically stays in this shrine, never takes power, and rarely interferes in state affairs; but the miko's reputation in Land of Demons is so high that even the daimyo needs to use honorifics to her.
Now that they have finally found a reason to weaken the power and status of the witches, how could these nobles be unhappy?
The nobles gathered around the daimyo and left the shrine. The heavy palace door slammed shut behind Miroku, cutting off the last trace of skylight and freedom.
The only sound left in the hall was the heavy breathing of the warrior.
Miroku closed his eyes, quietly clenched his hands in his wide sleeves, and dug his nails deeply into his palms.
She could clearly "see" that a Dark Chakra originating from the underground abyss, full of hatred and destruction, was about to move.
And Land of Demons's famous names and nobles will all be killed by monsters!
Must-must get the message out!
Prevented resurrection!
After night falls, darkness becomes the best cover for despair.
On a secret trail covered with slippery moss on the mountain behind the shrine, a figure looked like a frightened tanuki, running desperately through the strange scaled rocks and dense bushes.
Priest Ashikishi, Miroku's most trusted confidants, the clan that has protected the witches for generations, have long since taken off their solemn priest robes and put on a pair of coarse cloth stained with mud.
He held tightly in his arms Miroku's secret letter written in a secret method and stained with the blood of her fingertips. The cold paper was close to his chest, but it brought a faint spark of hope.
He did not dare to take the main road and could only walk through the remote mountains and forests.
Thick branches hit his face and body, leaving bloody marks.
The slippery moss and loose gravel under his feet caused him to nearly fall several times, and each time his heart nearly jumped out of his throat.
In the distance, the shouts of patrolling soldiers and the barking of hounds seemed to be heard. Every time the sound came closer, the hair on his body stood up.
He desperately threw himself into the deeper shadows, curled up, and held his breath until the sound faded away before he dared to continue running for his life.
Sweat soaked through the coarse cloth clothes, mixed with soil and grass clippings, and stuck to the skin, making it cold and sticky.
The fishy smell of rotting leaves and wild animal dung in the mountains and forests became the only background smell on his escape route.
Boom one by one!!!
A loud sound, as dull as if the heart of the earth was being crushed, suddenly came from the direction of Capital of the Land of Demons!
Even though they were far away, the loud noise still made Ashikishi's feet numb!
He suddenly turned around and saw that the night sky in the direction of Capital of the Land of Demons was suffused with an extremely ominous, blood-like dark red light!
In the center of the light, countless twisted and screaming black shadows can be seen dancing crazily, as if the door to another world has been opened!
A soul-shuddering, cold, evil, and endless hatred chakra fluctuation, like a real cold wind, swept across the entire Land of Demons in an instant!
"Listen!" Ashikishi was swept away by the aftermath of this evil chakra. He suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His vision turned black, he felt nauseous, and almost collapsed to the ground.
He stared in the direction of Capital of the Land of Demons, with only boundless fear and despair left in his heart. "! Yes! Someone released it?! It's over!"
Ashikishi did not dare to hesitate and quickly ran away in the direction of Land of Stars.
I don't know how long it took, but he finally came to Land of Stars,
Star City.
Ashikishi doesn't know how he was brought here.
The bumps, fear, and impact of the evil chakra along the way made his mind go into chaos. He only remembered that he met the border patrol team of Hoshinin during his escape and was captured.
At this time, he was being supported, or rather dragged, to a large door.
On both sides of the door, stood two silent Hoshinin. They were wearing uniforms of dark blue and almost black, and their faces were covered with white animal masks with only clear eyes exposed. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles, and they exuded a cold aura.
This is Anbu Ninja from Hoshinin.
The door slid inward silently, and Ashikishi was brought in. He knelt down for a few steps before he could barely stand still.
An even greater and heavier sense of oppression instantly gripped him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
The hall was unusually empty, with the towering dome hidden in deep shadows.
The ground is made of wooden boards as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the few rays of dim light hanging from the dome.
On the steps at the end, there is a black seat.
A figure sat casually on the throne.
His face was covered with that frightening white Three-Eyed Fox Mask, and his empty eye sockets were like abyss, looking down at the Ashikishi below.
Ashikishi trembled violently all over. The exhaustion of escaping all the way, the fear of witnessing the drastic changes in Land of Demons, and the boundless pressure of facing this legendary existence at this moment completely broke his will.
His legs softened, and he fell to his knees with a thud. He hit his forehead hard on the cold and hard Obsidian stone ground, making a dull sound.
The sweat, mud and blood stains on the forehead mixed together, making the wolf and fox unbearable.
"Sir!" Ashikishi's voice was hoarse and broken with a hint of crying. He tremblingly took out the secret letter that was crumpled with sweat, mud and even blood from his arms. He held it in both hands and raised it high above his head, as if offering the last life-saving straw.
"Land of Demons The daimyo and the nobles imprisoned Miroku-sama. Someone took advantage of the chaos and opened the seal of the monster! Land of Demons There is chaos!
Please! Save Miko-sama! Save Land of Demons!"