"I knew you... you would come..."
Akira Sakurai stretched out her ugly claws with difficulty and trembling, a smile cracked under her pale and hard scaly mask.
At that time, when the man in a suit sitting in the shadows handed him the box of Molotov cocktails and the last evolution agent, he said that if he could survive the encirclement and interception of the law enforcement officers, it would mean that he had joined the Devil. public potential.
Sakurai clearly knew that it was an organization of fallen hybrids wanted by all law enforcers. In the eyes of others, it may represent evil and cruelty, but it is indeed a group that Akira Sakurai longs for.
There, he could develop his own social circle like a normal person, even if his friends were all heinous sinners. But I have raped and killed many women along the way, so I can definitely blend in.
The young man in a blood-red kimono lowered his body, his narrow eyes shining with pure golden light. A cold short sword slipped from his sleeve and pressed into the chest of Akira Sakurai, who was relaxing.
Sakurai Akira's eyes widened for a moment, looking at the crouching blurry figure in disbelief, his lips moving silently, and his eyes full of questions.
They will obviously be partners in the future.
"Yes, you are very good. You can join the fierce ghosts."
The enchanting and handsome man has long hair falling like a waterfall, clear eyes, and gentle words, just like the most graceful and meaningful Kabuki.
"Only in the form of a corpse."
The young man pulled out the short knife without any emotion, and blood flowed out. The knife just now directly shattered Sakurai Akira's heart, causing him to completely lose the ability to pump blood throughout his body.
The light in Sakurai Akira's eyes gradually dimmed. He lay on his back and looked at the brilliant blue sky and white clouds aimlessly. He suddenly realized that this boring scenery that he could see when he looked up at Qinggangshan Academy was so beautiful and beautiful at the moment. Quiet.
The young man in the wide-sleeved kimono stood up, carefully picked out a piece of silk handkerchief embroidered with peonies from his arms, carefully wiped his blood-stained left hand, and then dialed the phone.
"Has the person been found?"
Opposite was a specially processed voice, but its tone was particularly expressive.
"Yes, he encountered some resistance on the way and is already dead." The young man replied.
"Dead?" The voice from the other side suddenly rose in pitch.
"This kid can become a pillar of the Fierce Demons. He might be able to take over Ryoma's position and become your support in the future. It's a pity." The other end of the phone sighed immediately, but there was no hint of sadness.
"He was too dangerous, so I killed him." The young man made no excuse.
"Danger?" A brief silence was followed by an angry roar.
"Did he take the last injection? Bring it back, even if only the body is left!"
Kazama Ruri hung up the phone and turned to look at the corpse on the ground with a contemptuous sneer.
"Hululu..."
Lu Mingfei raised his head and drank a large bowl of Hakata ramen soup, then licked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.
Sitting beside him was Caesar, who was watching boredly as night fell and customers kept pushing out the door under the dim street lights.
Chu Zihang and Yuan Zhisheng sat across from each other. The two cold men ate noodles elegantly, with no soup splashing and no sound. Yasha Crow and Sakura sat at the next table, watching their surroundings while eating.
Originally, the Snakekihachi family had already laid out tatami mats on the terrace of Xingshenji Temple and prepared freshly caught deep-sea bluefin tuna weighing 200 kilograms. They wanted to ask the chef of the family who had hosted a state banquet for the emperor to cook it in person. Knife, around this main dish, make a feast including teriyaki puffer fish, charcoal grilled spring fish, peony shrimp sashimi and blue lobster sashimi flown from France.
But the few people who returned from defeat had no face to eat this banquet. During the Three Kingdoms period, Guan Yu had to kill Hua Xiong first if he wanted to drink a glass of rice wine.
The commissioner of the Kassel headquarters and the young master of the Sheqiba family went out together, and actually made the target jump down the mountain stream to escape. In the end, not even the "body" was found.
If the news spread, it would be a serious blow to the reputation of both the college and the family.
Lu Mingfei had no shame about this.
Someone on the other side of the road managed to break through Sakurai Akira's defense in a hurry, and thrust the knife into the palm of this guy's hand. Rounding things off, he is also equivalent to the main attacker of this mission.
"Sakurai Akira's awakened word spirit must have the same royal power as you."
Caesar looked at Yuan Zhisheng, who was sitting directly opposite him. The young master swallowed the food in his mouth and nodded slightly.
We are all old acquaintances, so we have less worries when talking to each other.
"As far as I know, Akira Sakurai has never awakened a word spirit before, but even if he awakens, it should not be a high-risk word spirit like Wang Quan. Even if the academy doesn't know much about the word spirit of Wang Quan."
Caesar leaned back on the chair in a more comfortable position, but frowned, so that he could take in any subtle expression of Yuan Zhisheng.
"Actually, it's not that I can't tell you this secret."
Sitting upright, Yuan Zhisheng picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth.
"The reason why the Kotōrei King's Power is rare is that, in addition to the true dragons, it is the Kotōrei exclusive to Amaterasu of the eight families of the Snake Qi."
"Amaterasu?"
Caesar and Chu Zihang's expressions changed. The mythical stories of Amaterasu, Tsukiyomi and Susano'o in Japanese mythology are very famous, and various comics and dramas will process and promote their images.
Today in the train carriage, Akira Sakurai shouted in surprise, "Amaterasu, there is an Amaterasu among the law enforcers."
It's just that Caesar and the others don't know what the Amaterasu of the Snake Qihachi family symbolizes.
"They can also be called the emperors of the eight Sheqi families."
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"I've heard this. The previous emperor's legend has been dead for many years."
Caesar took the words and said that even though Tachibana Masamune managed the Snake Qihachi family very well, his bloodline was not enough to support him in obtaining the title of emperor.
"There can be many emperors, but they have become rare in modern times due to the thinning of the bloodline, but among them there will only be one Amaterasu and one Susanoo. They are passed down from generation to generation."
"Why, there can be many emperors?" Lu Mingfei raised his hand to speak. Generally no one would dare to share a title like emperor.
"Emperor, White King below, should be a nickname that shows the purity of blood." Chu Zihang analyzed it before Yuan Zhisheng could respond.
The blood of the White King has been passed down from generation to generation in the eight Sheqi families. No wonder there are freaks like Yuan Zhisheng.
Even Lu Mingfei looked at Yuan Zhisheng with surprise, as if it was the first day he met him.
Lu Mingfei had read "The Fragments of the Sea of Ice", which records the history of the Dragon Clan. In it, King Bai was a ruthless character who dared to lead troops to rebel, and his status in the Dragon Clan was not much different from that of the King of Side by Side.
"As for Sakurai Akira, he is also a member of the Sakurai family. It is not surprising that he has the blood of the White King in his body." Yuan Zhisheng ignored the weird looking eyes and continued to speak calmly.
"It's just that the Sakurai family belongs to one of the five outer families, and the emperor can only be born from the three inner families. It can also be said that only the inner three families of the Snake Qiba family have sacred blood, and the outer five families are just servants serving the inner three families. "
"Then Sakurai Akira..."
Caesar suddenly paused when he said this. He stared at Yuan Zhisheng's facial expression and couldn't figure out why he was still so calm.
