Chapter 137 Have I Become a Bad Person?
Seeing that it could no longer hold on, the Tsuchigumo spider's two mechanical arms fired hook guns backwards, using the mechanical power to quickly retreat while throwing out more than a dozen red projectiles.

The projectiles that collided in the air exploded instantly, releasing a high-temperature and sticky flame. This was exactly what the Earth Spider figured out from the things Yan Xu brought, and it really played a significant role. The spider silk of the Nettle actually ignited when it came into contact with fire.

The new woman, who had just witnessed the burning of Fukushima Castle, was extremely sensitive to fire. As soon as the flames appeared, her huge body trembled, immediately revealing a flaw.

"Go to hell!" The leech's ability is more suitable for close combat, but she is not stupid enough to fight a spider monster as big as a carriage in close combat. Besides, her ability is blood, but no one knows whether it will work on the blood of spiders, so she can only use hidden weapons such as kunai to restrain the opponent.

The Thunderbolt of the Tsuchigumo spider startled the Nethinagara, and the precise throwing of the leech also distracted her from some of her energy. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sarutobi desperately leaped into the air from the tree where he was hiding, and his sharp claws went straight to the heart of the Nethinagara, but he fell into a trap in mid-air and was entangled by layers of spider silk.

Sarutobi, who fell into the trap, was not panicked at all. He sneered, and the hair on his hands and face grew rapidly as he had abundant body hair like a monkey. Although these hairs were not as tough as spider silk, they effectively reduced the damage. Then he took the initiative to rotate his body, trying to wrap more spider silk around his body. Although he was inevitably cut, he was not dismembered because their clothes had long been replaced with anti-cutting materials. If the spider silk of the Nethrone was not infused with demonic energy, it could not be easily cut.

Without waiting for the new bride to react, Princess Fukushima sheathed her knife and leaned forward. Her speed was so fast that it was beyond the limit of human beings. Then, with a flash of knife light, one of the spider's legs broke at the joint, and a large amount of sticky body fluids sprayed out.

"I didn't expect that the master's wife is also a swordsman." Leech had been secretly paying attention to Princess Fukushima, and couldn't help but speak at this time.

The Earth Spider, who had been using the limited thunder bombs on hand to restrain the Net Bride and was so nervous that he began to sweat, glanced at the other party helplessly and thought, it's already this late, and you still have the leisure to do this.

The new woman, whose leg was cut off due to carelessness, was furious. She was about to fight back but was stunned and turned her head to look to the side of the road.

Yiyu Jing is a cautious person. Although he doesn't know why his lord wants Fukushima-hime to go to Fukushima Castle, he just follows the order.

In order to get people there safely, in addition to the Tsuchigumo and leeches in the open, there were three chariots following behind, all of which were carried by the flag bearers of the Eight Treasures Dahua Wheel, and they were spaced at a certain distance apart. Once the chariot in front encountered an ambush, they would transform into surprise troops and blast their way through.

After witnessing the power of this thing in Fukushima Castle, the new woman immediately decided to retreat. She just wanted to have a meal on the way and then fight with her old enemy, but she didn't want to create any more trouble, so she sighed with regret and retreated quietly.

"Let's go, we've wasted too much time." Princess Fukushima sheathed her sword and boarded the open carriage. She said to the earth spiders that were collecting spider silk, the leeches that were cleaning the battlefield, and Sarutobi who was treating his injuries.

The three of them looked at each other, then quickened their pace and got on the carriage to head to Fukushima Castle together.

"Ceasefire!"

Yan Xu raised his hand, and his messenger immediately passed on his order.

He ordered a ceasefire not because he couldn't bear it, but because the entire Fukushima Castle had been set on fire. The flames shot up into the sky, and the entire city was burned by Voldemort, with crackling and sizzling sounds. Only the castle tower remained standing, but he didn't care.

Now Yan Xu was wondering how many people were killed by the fire he set. Since it was difficult to count, he could only say it was a lot. But why didn’t he feel anything?
Even if everyone in the city turns into Voldemort's half-demons, they are still small lives.

Reaching out and touching the ghost mask armor he was wearing, Yan Xu wanted to blame the problem on this magic armor, but he knew very well that this was not the reason.

"Have I become a bad person?" Yan Xu murmured in a low voice, but he still couldn't get an answer.

Looking at the burning Fukushima Castle, it looked more and more like the bonfires lit during the Japanese festivals, except that something was missing. "Change it to fireworks and set off a few rounds for me." Yan Xu thought he should be happy, so he gave the order.

As the messenger passed on the order, brilliant fireworks soon bloomed in the sky above the burning Fukushima Castle.

Isn't it a bit perverted to set off fireworks above the flames that are devouring life?
Except Yan Xu, no one thought so. Qing and others even thought it was very romantic and in line with all their fantasies about life: passionate, brilliant, and short-lived.

"The lord really looks at the Fukushima family differently and is willing to spend any amount of money to give them a decent ending." Qing said to Tokai Ken with emotion.

Dong Haijian looked up at the fireworks and nodded with a longing look on his face. As a swordsman, he recognized such romance. If he died in a duel and someone set off so many fireworks for him, he would greet death with a smile.

At this moment in the castle tower, Daimyo Fukushima, who had transformed into a demon, looked up at the sky like a wood carving. The colors of the blooming fireworks reflected in his cold snake eyes, adding a touch of warmth.

“It’s so beautiful.”

After the fireworks were over, Yan Xuming withdrew his troops and prepared to fight again the next day.

There is no way to stop. Fukushima City is now like an incinerator, with a thick layer of embers piled up inside. If you step on it, it will be half-cooked. Don't even think about going in before the temperature drops.

Moreover, Yan Xu discovered that the Daimyo Fukushima was also waiting. He had already guessed what he was waiting for, so apart from having his men clear the city gate, he did nothing else. It was not until the next day when Princess Fukushima arrived in a carriage that the castle tower, which had been defended for a day and a night, collapsed, revealing a huge snake monster.

"So this is what my father-in-law looks like. It's really interesting." Yan Xu saw the Fukushima Daimyo stretched out to about thirty or forty meters, touched his chin and said with emotion.

"He is not father, but a monster that occupies father's body." Fukushima Ji could hear the sarcasm in Yan Xu's tone, but she didn't care, because in her heart, her father was already dead when he asked her to leave the Fukushima family, and the one occupying this body now is a damn monster.

And even if he is her father, so what? She is now the wife of the head of the Moroboshi family. As the daughter of a military family, she still has this awareness.

"No matter what the reason is, this scene is too embarrassing." Yan Xu held the Mo Dao on his shoulder and said to the naked Daimyo Fukushima.

Although Princess Fukushima did not say anything, she pulled out the knife. It was obvious that this nominal couple intended to take the initiative to help their father-in-law save face.

"Fukushima-hime, your blood! Your flesh! Your bones! They're all mine!" Fukushima Daimyo, whose demonic nature was aroused, roared to the sky. The venom he sprayed corroded the ground with a sizzling sound, and his huge body moved like a bus out of control.

Luo Xinfu never imagined that Daimyo Fukushima had already stepped half a foot into the realm of great demon, and he only needed the final transformation to go one step further, but what he lacked was pure bones and blood.

"Sounds like you have a good appetite." Facing the aggressive Fukushima Daimyo, Yan Xu was still in the mood to tease. This calmness affected Fukushima Princess who was beginning to get nervous.

(End of this chapter)