Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 124: Becoming the Kami of the New World! (New Year's Day! Happy New Year!)

Ten days later, Kabukicho, Shinjuku District, Tokyo.

The rhythmic sound of wooden clogs echoed in the streets in the early morning, immediately attracting the attention of passers-by.

When they saw the owner of the clogs, they stopped involuntarily, with surprise and curiosity in their eyes.

He was a young man in his early twenties, wearing a black kimono with red flowers, a long sword with a red sheath at his waist, and his clothes were open like those ronin in the Edo period in TV dramas, revealing his delicate collarbone and the faint outline of his chest muscles.

In Neon's words, this person is like someone who walked out of a comic book. Both his appearance and temperament are filled with an indescribable sense of unreality. Even the air seems to be filled with the atmosphere of the samurai era.

"Excuse me...can you help me take a photo?"

Just then, a girl in a white dress stopped the young man, and with the expectant and encouraging eyes of her companions not far away, she stepped forward and bowed, holding the camera.

"No problem at all."

The young man's lips curled slightly, and then he stepped back a few steps, bowed to the girl with his hand on the hilt of his sword, and said with a smile: "I am the second son of the Minamoto family who came from Ueno to Edo to see the world. Thank you for your hospitality, young lady. I hope you will take care of me in the future."

The warm smile shone into the girl's heart like sunshine. In an instant, the girl's imagination ran wild, and it seemed that she had even thought of the name of their child.

It wasn't until she heard her companion's reminder and teasing that she came back to her senses. Looking at the young man in front of her who was smiling silently, two blushes suddenly rose on her cheeks...

In this way, the girls came forward one by one to take photos with him, and later other passers-by also joined in the fun.

In this regard, young people almost never refuse anyone, regardless of gender, age or status, and they all cooperate by putting their hands on their hips and taking photos with them, just like a professional COSER who wants to carry forward the culture of the second dimension and samurai.

Just then, a horn sounded, interrupting the harmonious atmosphere. Looking in the direction of the sound, a black Maybach slid to the side of the road and stopped.

Immediately afterwards, a driver in a black uniform got out of the car, opened the back door, and bowed respectfully in the direction of the young man.

"Sorry, my pick-up is here. I hope to see you all again in the future."

Seeing this scene, the young man still maintained an elegant smile, bowed and said goodbye to everyone, then turned and walked towards the Maybach.

After the young man got in the car, the driver in black uniform bowed to the onlookers, then sat back in the driver's seat and drove away.

Looking at the luxury car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars gradually disappearing from their sight, the girls' eyes flashed with pity. No one had expected that such a nobleman would be interested in going on an incognito visit.

If I had known this, I should have tried sending out my phone number just now.

"As expected of you, no matter where you go, there will be a lot of girls who are attracted to you."

There was already a person sitting in the back seat of the car, smoking a cigarette and speaking lightly.

His face was so pale it was chilling, but a closer look revealed that it was a Noh mask.

On the mask was a smiling face of a nobleman, his complexion was pale but his lips were bright red, his eyes were drawn with thick black eyeliner, and his teeth were also black.

The young man didn't say anything. As he entered the Maybach, the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by coldness and indifference.

Genji... or rather, his second personality, the Dragon King of the fierce demons - Kazama Ruri.

"If you hadn't taken the initiative to transfer most of the elite troops to Tokyo, the Ghost Clan would never have faced this predicament. How dare you contact me?"

Fengjian Liuli said coldly.

Ever since Minamoto no Chisei suddenly announced his succession as the head of the family five days ago, the eight Snake families have begun searching for the whereabouts of the Oni Clan in the Tokyo area, as if they wanted to start a full-scale war to completely eradicate this cancer.

Originally this was nothing, similar situations had happened many times before, but the fierce ghosts still existed.

This is because the activities of the demon group are not limited to Tokyo. They have hidden living spaces all over Japan and even abroad.

Even if they are caught off guard by the Sheqi Eight Families this time, the worst that can happen is that they will simply abandon the part of the fierce ghosts in Tokyo, and they will still have a chance to make a comeback in the future.

However, just over a week ago, the leaders of the various Ghost Clan organizations received news from the King General and the Dragon King that they had found clues to the "divine skeleton." However, because Tokyo was the territory of the Snake Clan, the two ordered these key members to lead all their elite members to Tokyo, hoping to distract the Snake Clan and ensure the mission could be completed.

But in the end, they didn't see the whereabouts of the "divine skeleton", but instead the fierce ghosts were about to be destroyed, like a turtle caught in a jar, and could only watch the eight families of Sheqi wield their butcher knives against these ghosts.

The most important thing is that there seems to be a powerful existence standing on the side of the Snake Eight Families, and releasing the power of the Word Spirit and the Commandments that is enough to cover the entire Tokyo, directly sealing the power of the Word Spirit of all hybrids and demons.

If we simply compete in weapons and strength, the Demonic Clan would never be a match for the Snake Eight Clans, not to mention that Tokyo is their base.

Just last night, some of the core members were arrested, including Sakurai Kogure, the only woman besides her brother that Kazama Ruri cared about.

Thinking of this, his eyes glowed red, and his hand grasped the hilt of the knife and moved slowly, as if he was going to draw the knife and chop off the opponent's head in the next second.

However, when Wang Jiang heard what Fengjian Liuli said, his body stiffened slightly, and then he turned his head to look at him mechanically.

"If I say that the order to summon the demons to Tokyo was not issued by me, would you believe me?"

"Do not believe!"

Fengjian Liuli sneered. Although he was the nominal leader of the fierce ghosts, in fact the man in front of him was the mastermind behind everything, or the ghost who wielded the knife.

And he was just the sharpest knife chosen.

But as time went on, his knife became sharper and sharper, and gradually became less obedient, even seizing some of the king's power.

But when it comes to control over the fierce ghosts, he still cannot be compared with the other party.

"..."

The king did not speak, but looked deeply at Feng Jianli through the mask for a long time. When he saw Feng Jianli frowning and about to draw his sword, he spoke:
"Whether you want to believe it or not, this is the truth. Someone used our names to issue false orders to the Ghosts, and even hid it from us completely."

"Who is it? The one who released the [Commandments]?"

Fengjian Liuli frowned, and there was a strange fluctuation in her tone.

Just a few days ago, as soon as he sneaked into the border of Tokyo, he felt a powerful will pressing down on his head, and his bloodline, which had always been filled with unparalleled power, became incomparably docile at that moment.

That feeling is like a young gazelle facing a group of lions on the grassland, and can only tremble.

If there had not been any resonance in the spiritual inspiration, he would have suspected that the White King had been resurrected.

"Perhaps, but no matter who they are, they are not something we can contend with head-on. If we continue like this, not only the Ghost Clan, but you and I may also meet our end."

"So, what are your plans?"

Fengjian Liuli looked at the noble mask on the other person's face, and an intriguing light appeared in her eyes.

"It's not really a plan, it's just a last-ditch effort and a desperate gamble."

The distorted face under the mask twitched slightly, and the hoarse voice of General Wang slowly sounded in the space inside the car, causing Fengjian Liuli's eyes to suddenly narrow.

“Although that news was false, I have indeed found God’s tomb, and now is the best time to awaken Him from His slumber.

When you devour his power and become the god of the new world, that will be our only chance to turn defeat into victory..."

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Happy New Year!
I wish you all good luck in the Year of the Snake! Good health and all the best!
Dragon Clan is really a speedrun, so you won't have to wait too long. It's not because some readers don't like it, but because that was my original plan.

Finally, yesterday I thought of preparing a weapon for Wu Xian from the Dragon Clan. It is something that existed in the original novel and can be obtained soon. Friends who have read the Dragon Clan can guess it.

(End of this chapter)