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Chapter 179 What a delicious smell of blood!

This land seemed to be forgotten by the world. It was so quiet that it seemed dead. The edge of the island was shrouded in thick fog. Broken ships and unknown skeletons were floating on the sea, as if warning anyone who tried to approach - this was not a paradise for the living, but a purgatory for the dead.

The boat slowly approached the dark gray shore. The mountains, beaches and sea were all dark, as if all the vitality had been sucked away.

There were black crows circling in the sky, making shrill cries.

"There is a legend in Shura Country that the Tyrant Rao will return to Shura Country and save the oppressed people as a savior...Finally..."

Her long black hair like raven feathers was not tied into a braid, but tied behind her head with a simple cloud-patterned belt. The capable and simple girl wore a well-fitting armor, and she spoke softly in a melodious tone, just like reciting an epic poem.

however…

"Hahahaha! Shura Country, I'll trample on Maraina!"

The first person to return to the country was not Rao, but a hedgehog-haired man who swung one arm, jumped off the boat, and strode with big strides. His wild laughter shook the earth.

Tochi and Rao jumped off the ship one after another that Jagi had brought back from walking on the sea to "coordinate" with the pirates, followed by Kenshiro, and finally Ryuken who was filled with emotion.

All five of them have the strength to defeat centenary vampires with their physical bodies without using any stand-ins. The muscular brothers at the end of the century, with an average height of 1.95 meters, have successfully landed!

"You are... Reina?"

Tochi was slightly startled and recognized the girl who was a little younger than them. She was their brothers' playmate when they were young in the Shura Country.

"How did you know we returned to Shura Country?"

He couldn't help but ask this question. There was almost no interval between the decision and the implementation of their action. The news should not have reached this closed-off Shura country so quickly.

--"Feel."

A thin, ghostly young man suddenly appeared and pointed at the Big Dipper in the sky.

He is Cangya, Reina's brother.

The two brothers and sisters had made an agreement with Rao that they would follow the prophesied savior and pacify the Shura Kingdom.

Jagi knew that these two people were friendly NPCs under Rao, so he ignored their reminiscing with the three Beidou brothers, and instead looked around at the environment in front of him.

The scene on the island was even more horrifying. The abandoned shore was dotted with huge holes caused by artillery and tank bombardment, and both sides of the beach were littered with uncollected skeletons.

The gray-yellow trees were incomplete, full of holes, and looked like they might break and fall down at any time.

The remaining branches that had been eaten by the dead were covered with pieces of dried human skin.

The air was filled with the smell of blood and gunpowder.

Jacqui took a deep breath, and in a trance he seemed to feel that the end of the century had arrived.

"What a delicious smell of blood!"

Cangya led the crowd in front and introduced the current situation of the country.

"The warlords on the island each ruled their own territories, and fought endlessly for resources and power. Most of their subordinates were desperate criminals or puppets controlled by the dark fist technique, with no humanity at all."

"In this chaotic land, the inheritors of the dark boxing technique lurk like poisonous snakes. They not only master deadly boxing techniques, but also are proficient in various strange secret arts. They can manipulate people's hearts and distort the law. Among them, those with outstanding strength are called "Ashura". Apart from this, there is no order at all..."

That was something that had started more than ten years ago. The times were changing drastically and were heading towards destruction. This Shura country had suffered a fierce attack during that era, followed by endless wars.

When everything started anew, it was the power of fists that could control the times, so three boys were sent out of the country in order to inherit the destined Fist of the North Star - these three boys were Rao, Tochi, and the infant Kenshiro.

"But, who are you?" Cangya stopped and looked at a guy who was walking around as if he was back home, and asked in confusion.

He could vaguely recognize the appearance of Rao and Toki from his past impressions, and later he could match Kenshiro with the contemporary inheritor of Beidou, Longquan, in terms of age, but...

Among the three Beidou brothers, is there this guy with a pointy head?
It is natural that they don't know. In fact, when Jiaji was beaten to death in the original destiny line, the powerful will did not even consider the life experience of the three Beidou brothers.

"who am I?"

When Jacqui heard this question, he was so excited that he almost pulled his penis out.

"Hey, hey, hey, go ask around. 'Imperial weapon killer', 'North High male god', 'League champion', 'Dragon Fist disciple', these are my destiny - Beidou Chuan... uh uh uh."

Long Quan couldn't stand the boy's nonsense, so he hit him directly to shut him up, then sighed and explained to Cangya: "He is the third disciple in my sect. Although he is a little fierce and has a bit...naughty personality, his boxing skills are first-class. His name is-"

Long Quan paused, then said with some pride: "Jia Ji."

To this day, Long Quan can say without hesitation that this is the third disciple he is proud of!

When Cangya heard this, he looked at Jiaji with a hint of respect.

In the Shura Kingdom, force is the rule of everything.

It is said that there is a 4000-year-old boxing style here, and Beibu Dipper also originated here.

Everyone has to fight non-stop since the age of fifteen. As long as they are unwilling to be defeated and become slaves, they must keep fighting. The chance of survival is truly only one percent. It is a hellish world of struggle, a country that does not allow invasion and a fortress that will not fall.

The men of this country have only one purpose.

That's winning this thing.

The Shuras in this land do not value identity, status, rights or anything else, they only pursue supreme military force!
And Jagi possesses enough military power to gain enough respect.

"What's next?"

Jia Ji scratched his head in embarrassment. No matter how many times he boasted about himself, the effect was not as good as Long Quan's one sentence.

"Want to sneak in?"

In front of them, a giant steel door that was more than 30 centimeters thick and weighed hundreds of tons blocked their way.

The timeline was too advanced and Jacky didn't know what to do.

"No need."

Rao came closer.

"I can already hear the sound of ghosts crying."

The cold wind whistled past my ears, mixed with a hint of painful wails, coming towards me from far away.

The tall man with grey hair and black eyes returned to his homeland. He clenched his bony fists, and the surging force burst the air, and circles of white cloud-like air spread out in all directions.

The giant fist slowly approached the thick door and pushed lightly with the fist.

--boom!

(End of this chapter)