Dragon Clan: Starting from obtaining Yaki, counterattack against the gods

Chapter 267: Immortal Legion

Noda felt that he was finished.

In just a few hours, his worldview completely collapsed.

The biggest scene he had seen in the past was a group of brothers with snake patterns embroidered on their sleeves roaming the streets. Their backs were as hard as reefs in a river. If they met someone looking for trouble, they would swing their baseball bats without hesitation.

Later, he dropped out of school and joined the Noda Group led by his cousin and became the same person as his brothers. On the day he joined the underworld, the leader of the Noda Group, Kozo, who was also his cousin, personally handed him the baseball bat with a serious expression, as if it was some grand coronation.

From that day on, he knew that as long as he was alive, he must hold the bat tightly, because only a man holding a bat can stand upright on the streets of Kabukicho. No matter what difficulties he faces, he can just swing the bat and smash everything.

He once thought he could do it, until he saw those inhuman monsters.

The sky was pitch black, the rain never stopped, mud was splashed everywhere, and hideous monsters were approaching silently. They were as skinny as skeletons, and their eyes emitted will-o'-the-wisp lights, like moving yellow will-o'-the-wisp lights in the dark night.

This terrifying scene, which should have only appeared in horror movies, actually happened before their eyes. The terrifying feeling of oppression was overwhelming, and the shrill and piercing sounds were overwhelming.

Just one glance and Noda Hisashi's legs went weak. No human would not be scared when seeing that kind of monster. It was like a demon from hell crawling onto the human world.

However, at this moment, a man in a black windbreaker stood in front of him. The man handed the unconscious underworld princess to him, with an apologetic tone in his voice:

"It was the family's mistake to involve you in this matter. Once this matter is over, the family will compensate you."

He said it sincerely, but he sighed in his heart.

Yuan Zhisheng had fought against these monsters before and knew clearly how powerful they were. With so many monsters at this moment, even he couldn't guarantee that he could survive, let alone this ordinary person.

He didn't want to use Eri's power unless it was absolutely necessary. Eri's mind was not mature. Even if she had mastered extremely powerful power, neither he, Minamoto Chitose, nor Uesugi Yue were willing to let her be exposed to too much killing.

Even Constantine has never killed anyone in front of Eri. This is their way of protecting Eri. They want to do everything they can to let this innocent girl continue to live her innocent and carefree life.

Killing is the devil. The more you kill, the more you can't turn back. Genjitsu is the best example. At the beginning, she was just a weak girl who was always worried and looked a little melancholy, not like now...neither human nor ghost.

Whenever he thought of the pure and innocent appearance of Yuan Zhisheng, he would feel as if his heart was being pinched, heavy and painful, so painful that he could not breathe. That was the biggest mistake he had ever made in his life, and he could not forgive himself until now.

Therefore, he absolutely could not let Eri become like this.

It's just a pity for this ordinary person, a gangster at the bottom of the underworld who was innocently implicated. Even if he died in this rainy night, I guess no one would care. It would be as quiet as those who died before.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't want to watch this scene. He took a deep breath, and his eyes also burned with the color of lava.

He looked at the half-grown boy, the rain falling on his resolute face, and said in a voice as hard as steel: "Protect her, and protect yourself."

Noda Shou's frightened expression suddenly changed. He nodded heavily, and the muscles on his cheeks twitched slightly: "Don't worry, sir. I will definitely protect Miss Eriya. Even if I die, my soul will support me to stand on the battlefield."

He was suddenly not afraid anymore because of the instructions of the man in front of him. He didn't know the identity of the man in front of him, but he knew that he was the law enforcer of the main family, and the main family was the god that all Japanese gangsters yearned for.

Noda Hisashi only felt that he was endowed with power. Death is not scary, but dying cowardly is scary. No matter whether the person in front of him is an enemy or a demon, a real man should not retreat.

This is Japan's Yakuza culture, and it is also the so-called logic of the strong.

One problem that the Eight Snake Families have been unable to avoid over the years is that although the family leaders are as cold and calm as aristocrats, the underworld bottoms are made up of poorly educated hooligans and hot-blooded teenagers.

They will dye their hair in all kinds of colors and adhere to the logic that a man will stand upright in the world and his knees will never bend unless he meets someone worthy of following. It is impossible to reason with them, and we can only draw on the Confucian theory of loyalty and righteousness to rule them.

Therefore, at the annual underworld meeting at the end of each year, even the former Masamune Tachibana had to talk to the gang leaders about loyalty and "man's honor". After each annual meeting, the fox-like man would drink tea and say thoughtfully: "It seems that I have lost some IQ again."

Moreover, this blind gangster culture has become increasingly out of control after Minamoto Chikuni became the young master, and even the noble high-level officials of the entire Sheqi Eight Families have a tendency to be assimilated. Uesugi Yue is even considering letting Minamoto Chikuni go to this year's annual meeting. After all, she herself is the best example.

Thinking of this, Yuan Zhisheng smiled bitterly, unable to understand how the weak and literary girl had gradually become what she is today. It was clear that she was just a little bit unstudy-like in school. Could it be that there were already signs at that time?

Taking a deep breath, he suddenly drew out his two swords and slashed fiercely behind himself.

In the darkness without any light, Spider Cut and Boy Cut still flashed a sharp cold light, which was the light of the knife itself. The sharp claws were blocked before they touched Minamoto Chisei, and a teeth-grinding sound of metal collision was heard, as if it was not a pair of hands, but some hard metal.

The black robe on the monster was shaken off, revealing a withered face. One could vaguely see its appearance in life. It was a woman, much smaller than the other monsters, so her movements were more agile, and she was the first to approach.

The monster's claws were cut off, and it roared angrily at Yuan Zhisheng. Two rows of densely packed fangs were clearly visible in its wide-open mouth. It seemed that it didn't feel any pain at all, and didn't care about being cut by the knife at all. It just wanted to bite off Yuan Zhisheng's head urgently.

Spider Cut and Boy Cut faced huge resistance and chopped into the monster's body with difficulty. It felt like a knife cutting on a stone. The skin was torn but there was no bleeding. The monster was dry all over, and the flesh and blood had long disappeared. Under the thin layer of skin were dark golden bones.

Nuonuo swung the baseball bat heavily and hit the monster's ferocious head with his backhand. The huge force pushed the monster back. Yuan Zhisheng's double swords were immediately freed from their shackles. He chopped the monster's head off without hesitation.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a terrifying flame surged towards him. Yuan Zhisheng subconsciously rolled and dodged. The flame briefly illuminated the darkness. At the end of his vision, countless monsters completely surrounded them. The shrill voices that made his scalp tingle were mixed with the sound of chanting.

"What the hell is this?" Nuo Nuo's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief: "Why do they have words and I don't? Will this damn world ever be okay?"

Yuan Zhisheng also remembered that these things could indeed use words. He had suffered this loss in the academy.

But in theory, Deadpool is just a group of monsters that have been transformed after death, driven only by instinct, madly craving for killing and blood, and completely without reason. But these things seem to be more advanced than Deadpool, they can use words and even think, no one knows whether they are dead or alive, and their powerful strength is enough to scare any hybrid.

"Legend has it that the ancient Persian royal family once kept Deadpools in captivity. They turned groups of Deadpools into legions of immortals. It feels like this thing." Yuan Zhisheng shouted loudly, "Be careful!"

"I'm really impressed. I told you I hate Japan the most!" Nono also shouted loudly and rolled over to avoid a deadly sword light. There are actually some people in this ghost army who can use weapons.

There are many records of Deadpool using weapons in the past. The weapon skills he learned as a human were inherited by Deadpool, but they were inevitably rigid, like a robot that was set up to only follow the program.

But this monster was different. His sophisticated swordsmanship, tricky angles and powerful strength made him look like a warrior who had been immersed in this art for half his life. The sword light flowed around his skinny body, forming a flawless defense.

The monster chopped off Nono's baseball bat with one knife. If the girl hadn't acted quickly enough, her hands would have been chopped off as well.

The situation took a sharp turn for the worse. Nono had no words, so no matter how good she was at fighting, she was just a mortal. What's more, her role was more of an auxiliary one, and her profile was of very little use on this kind of battlefield.

Once Yuan Zhisheng uses his words, they will cause hard control on himself. Moreover, if these monsters are not eliminated before the collapse of the royal domain, Yuan Zhisheng will lose his combat effectiveness, and then he will be completely finished.

At this point, it seems that Eri is the only one who can take action. Genjiro just doesn't want the girl to be exposed to killing, but that doesn't mean he is a dull person. After all, if he doesn't kill, everyone will be killed.

But just when he turned around suddenly and wanted to wake up Eri, his pupils suddenly contracted and he saw an extremely horrifying scene. The monsters coming from all directions not only attacked them.

It was obvious that the IQ of these things was not low. Many of them bypassed Yuan Zhisheng and Nono and went towards Noda Shou who was protecting behind them. They were also surrounded.

Noda Hisashi held Eri tightly in his arms. No matter how much he believed in the yakuza culture, no matter how brave and fearless he was, he was just an ordinary person. He was unarmed, and could only use his thin flesh and blood body to build that last, fragile defense that would break at the slightest touch.

But until the very last moment, even when the sharp claws were about to pierce him, he did not let go of the unconscious girl and escape by himself. He should have had a chance to escape because these monsters were obviously not interested in ordinary people like him.

But he didn't, because he believed that a real man would never cowardly escape.

"Eri!" Gen Chisei roared. He wanted to wake the girl up and threw the long sword in his hand fiercely, but it was too late.

The monsters rushed forward one after another, with a fiery light flashing in their eyes. That was the excitement of tearing their prey apart. No matter whether it was life or death, perhaps only brutal killing could bring them pleasure.

Gen Chisei didn't use much strength, and Eri woke up slowly when he called her. Her long eyelashes trembled, and it seemed that she would open her eyes at any time.

She is one of those beings who possesses extreme violence. As long as she wakes up, these things can't hurt her, but the boy who protects her is too fragile and he can be torn apart easily.

Nothing can be changed. Gen Chisei began to regret that he should not have let him take Eri with him. This war had nothing to do with ordinary people like him. Maybe he should have been allowed to leave from the beginning.

Yuan Zhisheng closed his eyes. He didn't want to see the bloody scene. He didn't even know the boy's name.

In fact, it doesn't matter. Many gangsters like this die every day. They are the lowest level of existence in Japan and the lowest level of existence in the underworld. No one cares about them, just like the powerful people above don't care about the life and death of mice in the dark.

But Minamoto still felt sad, and Tachibana Masamune always said that he was too soft-hearted. He said that people in power should stand at a higher place to look at history, just like standing on a mountain and overlooking a war.

Those people are trampling on each other to death like ants, but you will not feel any pain because they are too far away from you. You are graceful and elegant, and there is not a trace of blood on your sleeves. This is the real high-ranking person, high above, like a god.

But Yuan Zhisheng could never do it, so he always felt that he was not worthy of being in power.

But in the end, the scene that made him sad did not happen, but it was not because Eri woke up.

The blazing white lightning fell from the sky, illuminating the ground at that moment, and everyone saw the man in black approaching.

It was a figure that was not tall and even a little thin. The girl's long silver hair was flying in the wind, and her red eyes were full of blood, with suppressed, thunderous rage.

She just waved her hand, and the monsters that rushed towards Noda Shou began to be torn apart from the middle of their bodies. They struggled in pain, and cracks could be vaguely seen quickly crawling across their dark golden bones, as if they had been cast under some horrible curse.

"Little girl!" I heard a surprised cry. The violent girl was so excited that her legs split open and she even cried, "You still remember to come!"

Yuan Zhisheng's heart finally settled down, and at that moment he felt a kind of ecstasy of surviving a calamity.

Yuan Zhinv came through the storm, her windbreaker fluttering in the strong wind like a battle flag. She hadn't arrived yet, but the invisible domain had quickly enveloped the entire area. Those hideous monsters began to tremble uneasily, as if they felt some extreme oppression.

Noda Shou stared at the scene in a daze, watching the godly girl walk towards him step by step. He was completely stunned, as if he had witnessed a miracle happen with his own eyes.

Genjitsu snapped her fingers, and the skin on Noda Hisahi's body that had just been scratched by the monster healed quickly. At the same time, Eri fell asleep again before she could even open her eyes. Her frowned brows slowly relaxed, as if she had finally gotten rid of some kind of uneasiness.

After doing all this, Yuan Zhinu raised her head and felt something flash in front of her eyes. The disheveled girl pounced on her without hesitation.

Yuan Zhinu opened her arms and let the girl throw herself into her arms. The moist and warm breath hit her face. Nuonuo burst into tears: "You bastard, didn't you promise to protect me? Where have you been!"

"Why don't you wait until I die before coming back?"

The hard expression of Yuan Zhinu slowly broke, and in the end, only helplessness remained. She sighed, hugged the crying and trembling girl tightly, and whispered: "It's my fault, don't cry."

"I promise, no one will ever be able to hurt you again."

(End of this chapter)