Chapter 964: Chapter 761: Since We’re All Here No one responded.
No one wanted to see him here, and some didn’t even know who he was.
But seeing the horns on his head, it’s clear, a member of the Hybrid Alliance!
At the moment Tsushima Daigo realized this, he felt an indescribable fury, followed by a deep chill, almost trembling.
Their presence here proved that today’s actions had already been known to them!
His group was likely to face dire consequences...
And even more critically, there’s a mole within the Iron King Party!
Tsushima Daigo never dreamed that the mole wasn’t among today’s group, nor within the Iron King Party, but right behind them at the Deer’s Sing Hall!
Yet despite being chilled and shaken, it’s already too late.
In the fiery explosion, the Evil Ghost drawing its sword stepped forward, smiling as he introduced himself, "Belonging to the Alliance, Huaizhi People—here to send distinguished guests on their way."
In his hand, the renowned sword forged by an artisan revealed scale-like patterns, casting onto everyone’s faces.
Chilling to the core.
——Rotten Rope Village.
Among Tenmoku’s many treasures, this remains a rare prized blade, even without Hell’s power to become a Border Relic, it still possesses exceptional sharpness and hardness.
In Yingzhou, the so-called ’Rotten Rope’ refers to a snake.
The swordsmith made an error in timing for the dedication, failing to welcome the spirit of the White Snake, turning it into a hollow shell.
But for Huai Shi, this empty shell was more handy than any Border Relic.
Now, with a twist of his wrist, a strand of blood emerged from the blade, spreading, just like countless crimson eyes in a Crow Flock, an indescribable ferocity and grudge emerged from within.
A cursed and hungry sharp blade.
With Huai Shi’s wrist swing, it easily tore through the burning bicycles before him, penetrating into the heavy siege, a deep voice rising within the flames, the unrestrained aura of the Third Stage spreading.
"Good times are always short-lived." He curiously asked, "Should we go one by one, or all together?"
"Ha, what era is this, would anyone still come forward for a duel?"
In the midst of rage, Tsushima Daigo sneered—such fools charging towards duels, should have been soaked in gasoline and set ablaze long ago!
In his hand, the heavy war banner slowly lifted, the Evil Ghost Flag suddenly unfurled in the firelight, the Mystic Ritual from Huangquan operating here, instantaneously bringing the transformation and augmentation of Source Substance.
The fabled War God Honda’s Zhong Kui Horse Seal descends upon Huangquan’s journey.
With the Horse Seal’s blessing, chaotic waves spread.
No need for words, those adept Extreme Path members launched an Offensive, swiftly surrounding him, the Sublimators leading the charge wasted no words before racing forward.
The whistling of Space Break erupted.
And behind them, everyone pulled out various light firearms from the vehicles, aiming at Huai Shi, awaiting his moment of weakness.
Playing with duels at this time, the era has changed twice over!
But suddenly, the person at the very front halted abruptly, the gruesome head silently slipping off the shoulder, blood flying. No you come, I go, no fumbling left or right.
The figure wielding the Sharp Blade advanced, cutting down the impediments like clearing away weeds, effortlessly slicing anyone daring to block him into halves.
——Simply and decisively, Beheading!
Then, amidst the loud gunfire, he swung his blade carelessly, the reflexes beyond ordinary imagination already sharply sensed the bullet’s trajectory even before fingers pulled the trigger...
Bathed in the shower of metal, Huai Shi lifted his head, looking at the war banner in Tsushima Daigo’s hand, his eyebrow slightly raised.
"Do you have a banner?"
He marveled, nodding, "What a coincidence, this thing... I have one too."
At that moment, the shadow spread from beneath his feet, in the harsh flames, a strand of black quietly emerged amidst the dancing crimson, like an open doorway revealing its fleeting sinister silhouette.
And that burning majestic Banner.
The power of the Buried Sacred Place ran through here, invisible forces stirred the Crow Flock overhead, let that dark tide surge ocean-like.
Then, dazzling lights flashed from every direction out of the darkness.
Where the firelight couldn’t reach, door after door opened in the vehicles, the Huaizhi Gang members who had long been waiting eagerly emerged, showing the same excited smile as Huai Shi.
Scarlet light flowed in their eyes, merging as if one with the Crow Flock.
Under the Soloist’s miracles, they had become embodiments of the Abyss Horde on earth, their skin gleamed with iron, and the long or short Tachis in their hands shone with grudge-filled blood light.
Tonight, Huai Shi dispatched over half of the Huaizhi Gang’s core, a total of fifty people here.
The share from the Heavenly Inquiry Route granted this immense power as a Blessing, distributing to each of them. Hybrids naturally draw closer to the Abyss, feeling no discomfort, rather growing more exhilarated. Even four especially assimilated with the Crow Flock, their entire eyes turned silver—
Tsushima Daigo looked around, chilled to the bone.
Not just startled by the unexhibited depths of the Hybrid Alliance, but frightened by the increasingly fervent expressions on those familiar faces...
"Holy!"
Just like the fanatic monk soldiers raised by the Light Illumination Sect, those people’s eyes burned with frenzy, no orders needed, charging ahead with loud roars, fearlessly.