Chapter 882 Hundred Ghosts Walking Night (23)
However, the gap in strength is not so easy to be smoothed out, especially when MR Sato, who originally thought it was a powerful support, stood by and watched.
Not long after the war started again, Inuyama Hirata felt regret in her heart. Although he also mastered the power to control despair, Chizuru, the Akibori, was obviously much stronger than him, both in terms of attack power and ability to withstand damage.
But at this time, there was no way out. In fact, what Hita Inuyama said before was not all the truth, and he didn't want to die here. The problem is...
——MR Sato has no intention of letting him out! ! !
So Hirata Inuyama could only make harsh words to Chizuru Hayfune. Could it be that he would clearly state that MR Sato was not under his control at all?
At this time, Hirata Inuyama looked towards MR Sato and quickly thought about the countermeasures: "It is impossible to defeat the head-on confrontation. I must drag Sato into the water. Only in this way can I have the chance to escape or even win! Otherwise, I can only delay as much as possible and wait for the victory of Brother Yi."
"Inuyama! On the left, not... on the right! On the back! No, it's all there, be careful!"
Just when Heita Inuyama was still resisting stubbornly, Chizuru Haybuki finally showed why she was called [monster] by the de-spirit masters. She appeared in all directions around Heita Inuyama at the same time and then launched an attack.
Inuyama Hirata's body was instantly penetrated by more than a dozen sharp arms, making him feel in pain: "Ahhh!"
With the rustling sound of snowflakes, the early ship Chizuru disappeared, leaving only a body that penetrated Inuyama Hita's body with his hands. The situation returned to the beginning, and the strength of both sides was not of the same level.
At this time, Hirata Inuyama was a little annoyed: "Damn... I'm afraid even if Brother Yi came in normal condition, he wouldn't be able to defeat her easily?"
Chizuru Hayō looked at Hirata Inuyama calmly and asked, "Ninety-nine, do you think you can bear this despair?"
Hirata Inuyama didn't want to show her cowardly appearance, and gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, I think I can do it, so I will stand in front of you. 1. Don't help your father and the gods anymore! They are all liars. Please believe me. Your current thoughts are born under the influence of those negative emotions. As long as the power of despair in your body is cleared, you will still feel the beauty of life. You are sick and need help..."
"Stop saying those beautiful and magnificent words! I don't need you to help me make a decision." Chizuru Yabu interrupted him, with these anger in his tone: "Ninety-nine, since you said before, you want me to return your despair to you, then okay, I will return them to you, I hope you can really hold on."
The desperate black lines burst out from Chizuru, the power they used was of the same origin, and no one could really hurt anyone, so it depends on which side can support the next stalemate.
"I will! I!" Inuyama Heita was still stubborn: "Just let the horse come over, I will absorb all the despair in you!"
After all, he had no choice but to say some beautiful words to strengthen himself.
Negative emotions are constantly invading Inuyama Hirata's spiritual world, impacting his consciousness, nothingness, absurdity, self-destruction... These emotions are constantly affecting him. Once they relax a little, his cognition may be changed, just like a crack appears on the dam. The crack will continue to expand, eventually destroying the entire dam and flooding everything.
"What a joke!" Inuyama Heita shouted: "I! Don't underestimate me, I am no longer the helpless little guy back then! Is your despair at this level?"
He provoked the other party, trying to use words to make Chizuru, a little flaw in the morning ship.
Moreover, what he said was not entirely bluffing. Although he had only been in the industry for more than a year, he had experienced several tests arranged by Qian Xiaoyi in this year. Although he was very uncomfortable at this moment, he could still maintain his cognition with his experience and willpower.
However, Inuyama Hita's words did not cause any flaws in the Haybuki Chizuru, but she took it seriously. "Is this so? Maybe you can really bear my despair... That would be great, then, I won't hold back." Chihiro Hayama turned into a mess and swallowed Inuyama Hirota. The sharp power of despair pierced the heart like a thousand arrows pierced the whole body of Inuyama Hirota.
At this moment, a huge negative emotion erupted in Inuyama Hita's body, instantly defeating his psychological defense.
"..." When the pain reached its limit, Inuyama Heita could no longer scream. He just opened his mouth and looked at the top with his eyes wide open, but could not see anything. His brain was blank and he lost all his ability to think. Only the despair in his memory was constantly amplified and then rushed towards him.
Once he came back to his senses, he woke up from the bed in the dormitory and saw dozens of sleeping children around him. He realized that he had returned to that nightmare period, the source of his despair.
The feeling of all this is so real. Inuyama Hirata stretched out his hand and could barely see his tender palms in the dark. He was so powerless and so fragile.
"No, don't forget, this is all false!" Inuyama Heita held her head and tried to maintain her memory: "I have grown up, I am not a child, I have met Brother Yi and the others, and I have defeated many powerful enemies with them! I am no longer weak, and none of this can defeat me!"
"Hey! Ninety-nine! Why are you in a daze!" The surrounding environment suddenly lit up, and everyone in the teacher was looking at him. Teacher Takasa Ken stood on the podium with a bad expression: "Your grades have been very unsatisfactory recently. Do you want to be punished by the coach again?"
No one spoke for him, and all the classmates stared at him with ridicule, gloating, and indifferent eyes.
"No, no, I will study hard, don't leave me to the coach!" Subconsciously, Inuyama Heita said these words in a pleading tone.
Then, he hugged his head and shouted, "No! This is all fake. I am not a child, I am not! I have the power to defeat you, you are finished!"
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He stretched out his hand and tried to use the power he had gained from his cultivation, but he failed and nothing appeared.
"What stupid things are you saying, Ninety-nine?" Takasaki Ken put on his glasses and sighed, "Even I can't teach you such a rotten wood... But who told me to be kind-hearted? Come on, I will arrange a 'special course' for you and give you some tutoring. Thank me, poor student."
The strange smiles on the bald imperial guards appeared in Inuyama Hirata's mind, and he remembered it! He remembered it completely! If he had not been rescued by Chizuru, he would have become one of the guards in that kind of [special course]!
"No! Save me! I don't want to become that way!" Despair finally completely changed Hirata Inuyama's cognition. The nightmare from the depths of memory swallowed him. He could no longer remember the real world. Here, he was the desperate crying little devil.
Maybe, he has always been.
——He failed, he was not as powerful as he thought, and the endless darkness began to swallow his spirit.
"Hmph~ Inuyama, sure enough, you won't be able to do without me~ It's better, let me come and save you!"
A familiar voice with a little vulgarity sounded and reached the ears of the little ghost huddled in the corner and sobbing with his knees.
(This chapter ends)