"Injustice exists and never changes. These souls have their emotions repressed, and with just the right lead, they can burst into their own wild souls! Humanity has always longed for self-destruction, and so am I! Mine Existence is the best proof!"

At the bottom of the city, a door is about to be opened, and countless dazzling crystals appear from behind the door, gathering countless resentful souls and wills, only one moment of eruption is missing.

The civilization of the city will be subverted, the pyramids will collapse, and this will be the will of most people. In order to obliterate the few above their heads, occupied by impulse and madness, the vision of destroying everything!

"This time, it's still for everyone's wishes!" He pulled out his saber and laughed like a madman

"Not for peace! Only for justice! Truth! Freedom!"

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Chapter 76. The Burning Bliss

Tonight, the night on the streets of Tokyo is getting darker and darker.

As the rainstorm washed over the earth for many days, the thick fog enveloped the whole city, making everything misty like a fairyland.

In such a misty world, men drank the wine of Yishui and stepped out of their way without hesitation!

Yuan Zhisheng led the elite of the eight clans of Sheqi, and the soldiers of the executive bureau went to the Bliss Hall in Osaka, the gathering place of the demons.

Inuyamaga, Miyamoto Shio and Ryoma Genichiro prepare for Angers' visit.

And Fengmo Kotaro, together with Sakurai Nanami, led the ninjas of the eight clans of Snake Qi to the bottom of the Arasaka Building quietly.

They have the simplest and possibly most dangerous tasks to perform.

Arasaka Saburo, the leader of the assassination of Arasaka Security, and Mu Feng, the master of technology in charge of the world, were hiding here.

Sheqi Bajia has played against this terrifying capital giant many times, and they know that the other party is by no means an ordinary person, so they have long expected the level of danger of this mission.

So in this attack, they got Tachibana Masamune's greatest resource tilt.

The first is the technical support of Huiyue Hime. After he was convinced that he would completely turn against Mu Feng, Tachibana Masamune directly cancelled the cyber offensive and defensive battle between Huiyue Hime and Norma, and turned to a comprehensive information suppression of Arasaka Building.

At the same time, all the members of the existing trauma response team in Tokyo have been expelled. Even if the attack here is exposed, it will take at least ten minutes for them to return to help.

They must reach the top floor of the Arasaka Building within ten minutes and solve their mission objective!

Therefore, it is most suitable for such a task to be carried out by the Feng Mo family.

Just like the name, the mixed races of the Fumo family are all 'ninjas' who are responsible for the secret work among the eight families of Sheqi. Mastered the spirit of words? The descendant of Ming Zhao.

This kind of secret word spirit can ensure that their figures will not be detected by most technological means, but this is by no means absolute security.

Therefore, the next step is to need the assistance of the Sakurai family.

"The Sakurai family will use 'snakes' to ensure the safety of everyone's course of action."

Sakurai Nanami, who had changed her skirt and put on a tight leather jacket that was hot and highlighted her figure, whispered to Kotaro Fuuma, who was standing beside her.

"When necessary, we will hold back the people who may support the top level for you, but please complete the task as soon as possible."

"Hmph, I see."

Fuuma Kotaro snorted softly, raised his right hand, and several hybrids of the Fuuma family immediately released the word spirit of 'Mingzhao', and the thick and spreading darkness covered a group of ninjas like ink, and they would invade this place from the outside. Inside the Arasaka Building.

"Action, start!"

The transparent lights of the Arasaka Building went out in an instant.

...

The fire burned the vermilion pavilion, and Sakurai Koguro was dressing upstairs.

She put on the treasured "Twelve Singles". This is the most solemn kimono, consisting of twelve different silk garments, which change in color from the inside out, like layers of clouds.

Tonight will be the last night, and tonight will also be the last night to bloom the brilliance of this Doman Zhusha Hua.

The attack started fifteen minutes ago. Sheqi Bajia mobilized twelve fuel tankers, and dozens of tons of fuel were poured down the hillside. Smoke, the wind blows those people's long trench coats.

Everyone knew that as long as the man smoking on the top of the mountain threw down the cigarette butt, the Bliss Hall would be engulfed by raging flames. But the man on the top of the mountain just smoked and watched silently as the few guests of the Bliss Hall hurriedly fled away from the Bliss Devil's Nest.

More elite hybrids from the Executive Bureau have blocked all the exits of this mountain. If you want to escape, I am afraid that there is really no way to go to heaven and no way to go down.

None of these scumbags who visited the Bliss Hall would even try to escape alive

But Sakurai Koguro doesn't care, just like she doesn't care about the 'rout' of the Demons.

Three days ago, the 18 gangs in Osaka they controlled had all defected or destroyed. The door of Genji Heavy Industries was opened, the black vans drove out one after another, and the high-level officials of the eight Sheqi clans rushed out.

The order established by the ghosts is like a sand castle that collapses in an instant. These used to be the soil on which the ghosts lived, but now, it doesn't matter.

For Sakurai Koguro, who has reached a higher level and saw a more beautiful and great world, the glory and riches that humans covet are only fleeting.

Not to mention that the elite troops of the Demons left the Bliss Hall three days ago and accepted the orders of their great king to carry out even greater goals.

Sakurai Koguro wants to talk to Genji now.

Yuan Zhisheng was sitting on the top of the mountain, overlooking the burning Zhulou, and suddenly remembered that when he looked down from the helicopter that night, the huge Xumizuo slowly sank into the sea, white waves all around. At that moment, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly felt that there was a huge sadness rushing into the sky and the earth, and the seat of Xumi was like a dying giant whale, wailing silently in the air.

"After completing the raid on the Bliss Hall, the power of the Ghosts was uprooted, and all the gangs turned to their own family. The Bliss Hall is the biggest source of cash for the Ghosts, and their remaining forces can't struggle after burning the Bliss Hall. ."

Sakura stood behind Yuan Zhisheng, wearing a black suit, a long black trench coat, and a pure white tie.

Tonight, the cadres of the Executive Board wore white ties to show their condolences to the dead. But mourning is mourning, and they will not be soft-hearted.

The Bliss Pavilion that came back from the dead is a huge challenge to the entire Sheqi Bajia. Once they voluntarily burned down this pavilion of desires, it was considered to be their softness, but now it seems that they are just spying on a more powerful force. .

"Tired and tired, the hairpin is a testament, and the emperor gave it personally in the past years; don't remember the style, talk about him, and you will have a moment's grace; return the hairpin to Linqiong, the three thousand weak water east, the clouds are red again; the shadow of the moon has already melted away, There are many ways to go; I lost the way I came, and I look back in vain."

Yuan Zhisheng slowly read the lyrics

"This is "Yang Guifei" sung by Yusaburo Bando. I have heard him live. You stay here and I will go down and talk to Ryoma."

"Hey, hey, Boss, that building is not sure when it will collapse!" The crow's face turned green, "If something happens to you, Yaksha and I won't be able to cut the belly?"

"A person is singing this kind of song in a building that is about to collapse. He must be thinking of someone. I may be able to ask something." Yuan Zhisheng mentioned the spider cut and carried the boy Che Angang on his waist.

"And a person who sings so well is worth meeting."

Yuan Zhisheng wrapped his hands in a handkerchief and pushed open the hot red copper door. There were flames everywhere, the gauze curtain was burning, the woodcarved ladies were burning, and the cards all over the floor were burning and curling up.

Footsteps sounded on the stairs, and the graceful girl walked down the steps slowly, her eyes sparkling with fire. She was wearing quaint and expensive twelve singles, but she was wearing white high-heeled shoes, which made her look taller and more beautiful.

When she saw Yuan Zhisheng, her eyes were clouded for a moment, and she smiled absently: "You're back..."

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned for a moment, but Sakurai Xiaomu also reacted, his smile became sweet and commercial: "Welcome."

She smiles so beautifully that if you meet somewhere else, it will put people in a good mood for the whole day. Yuan Zhisheng smiled subconsciously and stopped.

"Ryoma?" Yuan Zhisheng asked. He was still a little unsure. Sakurai Xiaomu, who was wearing makeup, looked younger than the girl in the photo. I don't know how such a young girl climbed to a high position among the ghosts.

"Yes, I'm Sakurai Kogure."

"The king general and the dragon king are not here, are you the only one left to guard here?"

"Because it's irrelevant here." Sakurai Xiaomu chuckled lightly.

"You must think that after we wiped out our influence in Osaka, the ghosts will have nothing, right? There are no kings and no dragon kings here. There is only the last ghost left here, which is me."

Yuan Zhisheng was silent for a moment, the lingering gloomy feeling never disappeared from the moment he set foot here, especially when he saw Sakurai Xiaomu's smile, he had a strong feeling of unease.

"My parents, I was diagnosed with genetic instability when I was five years old, and I lived in a mental hospital until I was thirteen."

Sakurai Koguro leaned on the burning beam and laughed lightly.

"It's me who said too much. You are Tianzhaoming living under the sun. How can you know the coldness of the night? You buried your loved ones with your own hands. There is only the soft moonlight around you, but you have forgotten the coldness of the night."

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes narrowed slightly and frowned.

"What do you... know?"

"We know a lot." Sakurai Xiaomu took out the emerald green cup and wooden box from her sleeve, opened the box slowly, and said casually.

"I won't laugh at the elders. You have also carried the darkness and killed your loved ones... But ghosts are not so easy to die, not to mention that even under the sun like Amaterasu, there is a strong It's so dark, isn't it?"

Yuan Zhisheng's expression stagnated for a moment, that is, at this moment, Sakurai Xiaomu took out the dark red water in the box, raised his head and drank it!

"Respect to everyone!"

The boy cut Angang out of the sheath, and Yuan Zhisheng shot at Sakurai Koguro like an electric light. The burning rafters fell one after another, and he swung his knife to protect himself. Through the rising sparks, he saw Sakurai Xiaomu's skin that suddenly turned icy blue, the pair of reddened eyes, and a dancing ice butterfly.

The violent ice storm blasted Yuan Zhisheng out like a burst of flames. Yuan Zhisheng, who had adjusted his posture immediately after landing, looked at the frost condensed on the blade and the windbreaker, and looked deeply at the completely changed appearance. Sakurai Sakurai.

From the pair of gorgeous twelve-single kimonos to her charming face, the three thousand blue silk draped behind her head turned into a posture like condensed frost, the gorgeous snowflake embroidery on her body, and condensed out of thin air in her palm It's a condensed ice knife.

"Is it Snow Maiden... it's not too bad."

Sakurai Xiaomu looked at her new posture, or rejoiced, or whispered with joy. She originally thought that she might become a ghost girl, or even Shouwu, because of her resentment, but she didn't expect to become a snow girl.

One of the monsters in the neon legend is also gorgeous and beautiful.

Even if there is not much hope, Sakurai Xiaogure wants to see that person again in a more perfect form as much as possible.

"...What are you guys?"

Yuan Zhisheng clenched the handle of the boy Chie Angang tightly, and it was precisely because of his proximity that he could clearly perceive that this was definitely not the power of the Dragon Clan.

"What a fire, it's like a night at Honnoji Temple."

Sakurai Xiaomu raised the S-knife lightly, holding a spark in her eyes, as if her soul traveled through time and space and was attached to something in the long past.

huh~~~

The icy breath was gently spit out from her pursed cherry lips, and the drifting cold air instantly spread towards the entire burning Elysium Hall, freezing the flames in this space extremely coldly.

"Come on, Amaterasu. Let's see if your brilliant sun can dissolve this ice."

Sakurai Koguro smiled charmingly, dancing with the S knife in her hand, like a witch performing an ancient dance for the shrine.

"Defeat me, and I'll tell you everything, including... the person in your heart."

The next moment, several large sharp ice thorns suddenly appeared on the back of her head, stabbing in the direction of Yuan Zhisheng like arrows from the string.

Yuan Zhisheng was in no hurry, and calmly pulled out the double knives around his waist, the spider cut and the boy cut Angang, two ancient swords in this sealed ice tomb seemed to burst out an unprecedented sharp edge. sharp!

The several ice thorns that hit were easily smashed by Yuan Zhisheng's double knives, and then he did not hesitate to leave the place in a flash step, because the ground that formed sharp small ice thorns was constantly frozen on his side. The soles of the feet spread.

Sakurai Koguro didn't stop, and chased after him reluctantly. The sword style of the S sword in his hand was not so much martial arts as it was dance.

An ancient dance of the gods.

Gorgeous, gorgeous, glamorous, but also deadly.

Yuan Zhisheng had never encountered such an enemy before, and his strength was almost the same as him. The most important thing was his martial arts, the ancient martial arts that did not resemble human beings.

After fighting for a few seconds, Yuan Zhisheng only felt his arms become cold and numb.

"What's wrong? Is this not going to work? Heaven's fate?" Sakurai Xiaomu smiled charmingly, and the icy cold wind rolled around.

"If you don't defeat me, Amaterasu will, and the truth will be buried in darkness forever."

Facing such a provocation, Yuan Zhisheng just took a deep breath and let it out slowly, saying coldly.

"Yan Ling? Kingship!"

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M78 Nebula

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Chapter 77. The Shadow of Pride

The darkness of Mingzhao shrouded Fuuma Kotaro and his group of ninjas in the dark darkness. They were like a group of cunning bats lying on the edge of the Arasaka Building, slowly advancing towards the top floor.

It is impossible for them to walk through the main entrance. The internal defense equipment of the Arasaka Building has an alloy wall that separates the floors. Just like the 'Dragon Broken Stone' described in classical martial arts novels, a simple drop can isolate the intruders and trap them to death. in.

As for the direct external blasting of the Arasaka Building, it is even more unacceptable foolishness. This is Tokyo. If they try to mobilize arms that exceed a certain scale, Arasaka Security who finds their traces will only immediately mobilize larger arms to target them. The residences of the eight Sheqi families were bombarded indiscriminately.

No matter how arrogant they are, these underground underworld emperors will not try to compete with an international arms dealer in the quality and quantity of their arms.

They are strong and good, always their own people.

And sneaking in from the outer wall of the Arasaka Building is the only option. The ability of the shadows is enough to block all the detection equipment outside the Arasaka Building, but they will always have only one chance to shoot.