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Kamiya calmly loaded Banshee's magazine again and, coordinated with the pervasive scent of the rain, unleashed another Yin Thunder.
Purplish lightning and white glints danced and leaped towards the eyes of the Thunder God.
"Woo—"
Even Huajing, who had some surplus strength left from a distance, swayed its sleeves, blew upon the spirited variable-pitch conch, and directed two Skeleton Whales to ram into the skull of Murakuni...
Boom! Boom!
The sound of explosions was constant on the battlefield.
Red mist, arcs of lightning, skeletons, and silvery white blood whirled chaotically.
Unlike the main forces who sought to harm the enemy while also taking care to protect themselves, Kamiya and Mary included, the Imperial Guards who had just joined the battle did not care for such things; their way of fighting was utterly ferocious.
Absolute recklessness.
They acted rashly, eager to risk their lives, hoping to tear off something from the Demon God Murakuni.
