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One terrifying killing move after another was instantly activated.

Roar!

Just as all the deadly moves converged.

Lin Ye, disguised as a high-ranking official, raised his head.

A terrifying dragon roar instantly erupted from its body.

That was the scene when Lin Ye unleashed the power of the evil spirits that possessed him.

The terrifying roar of the dragon-like creature shook the heavens and the earth, and also severely intimidated the mentality and bloodline of the elites present.

In "Akame ga Kill!", the Ancient Dragonkin are true pure-blooded dragons with incredibly powerful dragon blood. Given the weak bloodlines of these elites, how could they possibly withstand such majesty?

Bang bang bang!

All the elites around them knelt down in unison.

Their postures were uniform, and they knelt very steadily, their knees cracking with a dull thud.

The tense and solemn situation instantly changed.

These people, who were determined to kill Lin Ye just a moment ago, now seem to be welcoming their king with the utmost humility and sincerity.

Lin Ye strolled out leisurely.

The rain poured down from heaven and earth.

The pale white lightning, like a raging dragon, roamed the dark wilderness.

As Lin Ye stepped outside the main hall, he pulled out a black umbrella, opened it, and strode out of the hall into the wind and rain.

These elites knelt down the entire time to greet and see us off, without even raising their heads.

It's not that they don't want to, but that they simply can't lift it.

The dragon-like aura emanating from Lin Ye gave them the feeling of facing their bloodline ancestors directly.

While they were filled with immense fear, their own bloodlines were also thrown into extreme chaos. Under such a violent impact, they were already severely injured even before they had a chance to fight.

Lin Ye walked to the entrance of the shrine with his umbrella.

He stopped.

His gaze was fixed on the distance ahead.

A solitary figure stood before him, the hem of his black trench coat billowing in the wind and rain.

The long sword he carried on his back gleamed with a cold, azure light.

The giant tortoise has arrived!

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The heavens and earth roared, and the rain poured down.

The pale white lightning danced like mad snakes, hissing menacingly as it flicked its branch-like forked tongue.

This shrine has become the center of the stormy world.

Two tall, slender figures gazed at each other across the wind and rain.

Lin Ye, wearing a nobleman's mask, stopped.

Rainwater streamed down the outer edge of the black umbrella.

But because of the intense wind and rain, the rain still lashed at Lin Ye, soaking his clothes and leaving behind all the bloodstains.

Immediately, a scarlet stream gathered at its feet and flowed away.

The filthy blood was clearly splattered onto my body from the wounds of the orange dog during the torture and killing, and it also contained a lot of bone fragments and various organ fragments.

At that time, Lin Ye was completely immersed in the pleasure of torturing and killing Tachibana Masamune, and he couldn't care less about anything else.

And why should he care?

Such a brutal torture and killing of Tachibana Masamune was truly exciting and satisfying; otherwise, he wouldn't have enjoyed it so much throughout.

To Lin Ye, the other person's pain and screams were the most beautiful sounds in the world.

And in the end, he still had some regrets.

Because the orange dog isn't very strong yet, it needs to use adrenaline essence during the slaughter.

Lin Ye was afraid that when he swung his sword, he would use too much force and cut his opponent in two.

So he didn't really enjoy himself; he didn't experience that feeling of extreme pleasure and exhilaration.

Overall, it was alright.

After all, it allowed Tachibana Masamune to experience the thrill of spiral ascension and the ecstasy of dying.

More importantly, he got the size just right.

Tachibana Masamune is still alive, and the other party will not die immediately, but will become like a vegetable, lying in bed and barely surviving.

Lin Ye could easily imagine the other person wrapped up like a mummy, receiving the most meticulous and cost-nothing treatment from the Snake Clan, doing everything they could to keep the other person alive.

But as long as the other person is alive, this pain can continue indefinitely.

It can be said that Tachibana Masamune still cannot find the relief he desires; he still cannot die and can only lie in his hospital bed, feeling intense pain throughout his body every second.

Thinking about this, Lin Ye couldn't help but get excited.

A pleased smile curved his lips.

Moreover, he was certain that even if he knew that living would be painful for Tachibana Masamune, or that he would become a vegetable, the Snake-Headed Eight Families would never abandon him.

Because this is the patriarch they respect the most!

We will spare no effort to provide the best possible treatment.

Moreover, even if the Snake-Headed Eight Families later learned of Tachibana Masamune's true nature, they might have done even more to save him.

I will definitely make sure the other person lives a good life.

Because only by surviving can one continue to experience that extreme pain.

Moreover, Lin Ye doesn't care about clones or anything like that. Even if Tachibana Masamune is Herzog's shadow warrior, as long as he can cause the other party pain, whether it's ruining the other party's plans or causing physical pain, it's something Lin Ye is happy to see.

Moreover, when I am able to defeat Herzog in the future, I will probably be able to experience the true thrill of sublimation.

It's so satisfying to be tortured all the time!

Because Lin Ye was excited, his expression changed to one of pleasure. In Yuan Zhisheng's eyes, this scene seemed to show the nobleman experiencing intense excitement from the massacre.

His gaze pierced through the wind and rain, and he also saw the tragic state of Tachibana Masamune inside the main hall.

No one was angrier than him.

With a clang, Spider Slash suddenly slashed out from behind.

The azure-blue light flashed like a bolt of lightning.

The murderous intent surged like a raging tide, accompanied by turbulent winds and rain.

Yuan Zhisheng's figure was as solitary and aloof as a cold, hard rock, with a turbulent golden lava churning in his eyes.

The dragon bone state is activated instantly.

Facing the nobles before him, Genji drew his ancient sword from his back; its blade, like a crescent moon, gleamed with a melancholic light.

Inscription on the blade: Spider Mountain's fierce shadow lurks at night.

This is a famous blade for slaying demons. In its hundreds of years of inheritance, it has slain countless monsters. The blood stained on it is the sin that those monsters can never wash away.

Using this ancient sword to execute the evil spirit before us is the perfect solution.

Tonight, regardless of anything else, this figure dressed as a nobleman will have to face the most severe judgment from the Snake Clan.

Nothing can stop it.

Rumble!

Thunder roared wildly in the sky, and rain poured down relentlessly.

The family elites who struggled to their feet in the shrine were all trembling.

At this moment, they could all feel the fury in their young master's heart.

Yes!

The other party has every reason to be angry.

For the Snake-Headed Eight Families, Tachibana Masamune was the patriarch who devoted himself to the family until his death, a highly respected elder revered by his clansmen.

For Genjiro, Tachibana Masamune was not only the patriarch of the family, but also his father.

When I was lost time and time again, it was the other person who pulled me back onto the right path. It was the other person who led me out of that ordinary small town and patiently nurtured me like their own child. My achievements over the years are inseparable from the old man's hands-on guidance.

Just a short while ago, Tachibana Masamune had sent him a text message asking him to take good care of Erii, and as her father, Tachibana Masamune went to the family shrine to pray for Erii.

But why did the other party suffer such a tragic end in the blink of an eye?

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the figure of the nobleman in front of him, and his usually cold eyes revealed a deep-seated hatred.

He really wanted to kill someone.

My heart is filled with murderous intent; tonight, all the nobles will surely die without a burial place.

He slowly lowered his body, raised his long sword, and drew a sharp sword stand in the wind and rain.

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This was the most murderous and ferocious strike.

This strike was constantly rehearsed in Genji's mind, bursting forth with an indomitable and fierce determination.

"Hehehehe..."

However, facing Genjiro's incredibly sharp and deadly attack...

Amidst the wind and rain, the nobles let out a hoarse, cold laugh.

"Is it funny?"