All for Nothing
With a wave of his hand, the Electric Current Push the giant arrow, like a crossbow bolt, to shatter the wine cup. Just as the force was about to tear the Morotoki apart, the liquid seemed to be burning, and a large, blue serpent with bared fangs rushed over like a ghost, biting Chiyome's body.
Her pupils shrank instantly, her power spiraled out of control, and the Takeda Clan was as if hit by a catapult, with one wall blasted into fragments.
The patient who was receiving treatment at the clinic also heard the loud noise. Before he could say anything, he felt a slap on his back and coughed up a mouthful of black blood.
"What happened... wait, I'm cured, but where's the doctor?"
Amidst the ruins, a figure suddenly appeared. Bai Mo grabbed Chiyome's hand, her entire body engulfed in azure flames, resembling a witch being judged by the stake.
As she brushed her fingers across the surface, a drop of water appeared on Bai Mo's fingertip. The water then seeped into Chiyome's brow, instantly extinguishing the flames on her body, though her expression remained one of intense pain.
The marks on her body, from a distance, looked like rope marks left from being tied up, but now they seemed to come alive, moving like a snake in water up close.
"Has her own curse been triggered? Rooted in her bloodline, there's no time to use Enki's authority to unravel and heal her. It seems the one who tied the knot must untie it."
I've already said it before, just let me handle the Mochizuki Clan's troubles."
Bai Mo's finger reached towards Chiyome's brow, and then a tiny electric current flashed, like a venomous snake suddenly flicking its tongue. Chiyome fell silent; she couldn't open her eyes, but she could still hear that familiar voice.
As Bai Mo the object onto his shoulder and prepared to leave, he heard someone cursing from a nearby corner.
"You damned thing, are you dead?"
Morotoki crawled out covered in wounds, and upon seeing Bai Mo, immediately roared, "What are you doing? This is my spoils of war! I was ordered by the Emperor to deal with this snake demon. Her power originally belonged to me, and she also..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Morotoki found himself speechless, as if an invisible hand had gripped his neck. Bai Mo's voice rang out directly in Morotoki's mind:
"This power originally belonged to you? Then do you know why I'm here?"
Greedy and despicable, you even want to drag a group of innocent people down with you. Once you gain power, you will only use it savagely to destroy everything that oppresses you.
"Excuse me, but my mission is to kill scum like you who don't deserve power. You should feel lucky for that; you're not my target. Now, shut up."
Electric Current Push, the Heart-Crushing Electric Claw...
Morotoki felt as if his heart had stopped, with only a force remaining where his heart used to be, controlling his heartbeat and keeping him alive.
"Once I've resolved this curse, we can discuss Douman properly."
After leaving those words, Bai Mo vanished from the spot, leaving Morotoki lying motionless in the ruins.
Morotoki felt that he could barely breathe. He was motionless, like a dead man, and could only pray that the Takeda Clan would come quickly. But no one came. After an unknown amount of time, a figure emerged from the shadows.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Morotoki was overjoyed, his intuition telling him that this was the same Onmyoji who had given him the poison to deal with Chiyome.
"Master... save me."
He squeezed out four words with all his might, but he quickly realized something was wrong. Why was the Onmyoji in front of him so red-faced?
Ashiya Dōman out a low growl, his eyes completely bloodshot, like a mad dog that had taken the wrong medicine, staring intently at Morotoki, and he gritted his teeth as he said:
Are you out of your mind?
Morotoki was stunned. He saw Douman Man wave his hand, and his legs were instantly burned by black flames. The intense pain made him want to cry out, but his gripped heart prevented him from making any movement.
"Do you remember what I told you? To make Mochizuki Chiyome drink that stuff. You can't even do such a small thing right? What's wrong with you, sticking your damn hoof into the wine!"
Useless, utterly useless! Do you know how difficult it was to create a shikigami capable of controlling Chiyome's soul? Do you know how much effort that thing took me to create!?
Ashiya Dōman was absolutely furious. How could this guy have messed up something that seemed certain? He just couldn't believe that everything was ready and yet it had failed!
In this way, all of my investment was wasted.
You piece of trash!
With a wave of his hand, countless black steel needles pierced Morotoki's body, his eyes almost bulging out, tears of pain streaming down his face.
"Gulp, kill me..."
Now, death is a relief for Morotoki, but Douman Man stares intently at him and says coldly:
"If killing you weren't for triggering the technique that person left in your heart, this humble monk would have wanted you dead a thousand times over, you piece of trash! But this is for the best, this humble monk will torture you thoroughly, making you experience a pain that others could never experience in ten or a hundred lifetimes!"