The Magic Lamp Ability: Starting with One Person in the Republic of China Era

It's easy to guess that the other party is making a fuss because their methods are being restrained.

Zhou Ming turned around and looked at Tian Mu, who had just arrived. Tian Mu was holding a wooden stick with a steel-like texture; it was a magical artifact.

"Furukawa Aoto!" Amaki called out, frowning.

Furukawa Aoto, who had been standing coldly in place, suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils turning completely blood red.

The Qi within his body fluctuated violently, rapidly transforming into Blood Fiend Power, but retaining the original characteristics of the power he cultivated during the transformation process.

The wound on his chest gradually healed under the stimulation of the blood demon power, with streams of blood flowing out before it fully healed. It merged with the blood demon power, eventually forming two inferior blood demon blades.

In reality, the Blood Demon Soldier that Furukawa Aoto transformed was enough to awaken four Blood Fiend Demon Blades, but due to insufficient blood, only two were formed.

Furukawa Aoto bent down and picked up the samurai sword that had fallen to the ground. The blade, which had reappeared, gradually became transparent and eventually disappeared.

Holding a samurai sword with only a hilt, Furukawa Aoto's eyes were cold as he turned to look at Amaki.

In that instant, Tianmu felt a chill run down his spine; the intense killing intent gave him goosebumps.

In that instant of hesitation, Zhou Ming quietly shifted his position, blocking Tianmu from the other side.

"Furukawa Aoto! What are you doing? Have you betrayed the Great Japanese Empire?" Amaki couldn't help but shout.

He wasn't afraid of Furukawa Aoto; at most, he'd get a minor injury, but once he charged in, he could beat him to a pulp.

But there was still an unknown man in black, which made Tianmu feel extremely threatened.

Zhou Ming held a Blood Fiend Demon Blade in his hand, with three others flying beside him. At a moment's thought, Gu Chuan Cangren on the opposite side immediately took action.

When facing Tianmu, the invisible sword energy finally unleashed its power.

First, he struck at a tangible sword aura with a stick, but it turned out to be an illusion.

If he hadn't dodged in time, the invisible sword energy from a foot away would have hit him right in the face.

As a result, when faced with the next tangible sword energy, he hesitated to make a move due to caution.

Blood gushed from his chest.

This time, the invisible sword energy was only a foot in front of the visible sword energy, and taking advantage of that moment of hesitation, it struck Tianmu directly.

Thus, sword energies struck Tianmu one after another, with the white and blood-red Blood Fiend Demon Blades also mixed in and hitting him.

Injured and drained of blood, Tenmu suddenly realized that he was extremely weak.

Faced with two experts of the same level, each more cunning than the other, Tianmu collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Baka yarou!" Tenki's voice was no longer as strong; it sounded weak and listless.

Zhou Ming looked at the opponent who was originally extremely difficult to deal with, but now he was completely powerless to resist.

A blood-red talisman appeared in his palm and flew towards Tianmu's brow.

The jumbled sounds grew closer and louder, followed by heavy footsteps.

The military police have been deployed!

A buzzing sound was mixed in; it was the sound of a motorcycle engine.

Following Blood Eagle's vision, Zhou Ming could already see the truly powerful force mobilizing within the Rainbow Mouth.

There were a large number of soldiers, carrying rifles, small mortars, and heavy machine guns mounted on sidecar motorcycles.

These configurations are far more intimidating than a mere Tenki or Furukawa Sojin.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhou Ming sprinted towards the outside of Hongkou.

At such a time, even the slightest hesitation would be a sign of disrespect for these modern firepowers.

Furukawa Aoto and the newly refined Tenki followed closely behind. Although these troops had powerful firepower, their speed was no match for the three superhumans.

They broke out before the encirclement was formed.

After breaking out of the encirclement, Zhou Ming immediately found the Blood Demon Soldiers he had arranged to escape, who were hiding in a dimly lit alley.

When Zhou Ming arrived, he saw 13 figures standing there like zombies.

These people stayed here just in case. If Zhou Ming were to be cornered, there would be backup who could help him escape.

"There are too many people, and the traces are too obvious. We should split up and head to the safe house." Zhou Ming knew that even if they split up, the traces would still be too obvious.

But we should try to delay it for as many days as possible. After tonight's massacre, war might break out tomorrow.

The group dispersed, and Zhou Ming led Tianmu and Gu Chuan Cangren, taking a detour, to the safe house.

Upon entering the courtyard, it wasn't long before the remaining thirteen people all arrived. After settling them in, Zhou Ming quickly headed towards the dormitory.

As Zhou Ming approached the dormitory building, he saw that the lights were still on in the small building next door, and the people from the Special Service Department were still at work.

Many members of the action team are now rushing back anxiously.

"Could it be because of the commotion I caused?" Zhou Ming felt that his guess was pretty accurate.

The Japanese even mobilized their military police. With such a huge commotion, if the Special Service Department remained indifferent, the man surnamed Dai would not be able to sit still.

Zhou Ming carefully opened the window and returned to his dormitory. He stopped thinking about these things, took off his clothes and took a shower, and then lay down on the bed, feeling somewhat tired.

The moment I closed my eyes, I fell into a deep sleep almost instantly, and intense resentment condensed and erupted in my dream.

Tonight, Zhou Ming killed over a hundred people, refining them all into Blood Fiend Talismans, instantly doubling his strength. However, the aftereffects also became more severe.

The invisible flames in the upper dantian burned even more fiercely, burning away wisps of black smoke and impurities of the spirit, leaving only a trace of spiritual power to be absorbed.

In the dream, Zhou Ming was enveloped in invisible flames, and four white lights, like shooting stars, went on a killing spree.

Because they were all ordinary people, they were killed very quickly. In addition, the flames of the Yuan Shen Lamp cut off the chance for the vengeful spirits to revive, and they were all eliminated little by little.

The next morning, Zhou Ming opened his eyes, shaking off the fatigue of the previous night, and got up to wash and get ready with great energy.

Chapter 23 The Night's Carnage

After finishing his breakfast, Zhou Ming headed towards his office.

"The Blood Demon Curse spell only has one Blood Demon Ghost left. The 108 Blood Demon Talismans needed are ready, but the ghosts and spirits required are more difficult to deal with," Zhou Ming pondered.

The Blood Demon Demon spell is described in an exaggerated way in its transmission, as a great witchcraft formed by comprehending the birth of gods.

However, in Zhou Ming's view, they must have observed the formation of some strange creatures, which were called gods because of their powerful abilities.

Or it could simply be a spell that imitates the spirits of ancestors or totems.

"Ring ring ring!" The phone on the desk rang.

Zhou Ming glanced at it, picked up the phone, put it to his ear, and said, "Hello!...Okay!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ming pushed open the door and went out, quickly arriving at the conference room.

To be honest, this is the first time I've seen a meeting room used in so long. Usually, Wan Baoming gives a few instructions in his office and then everyone gets to work.

Zhou Ming pushed open the conference room door. Wan Baoming was already sitting in his seat. He nodded and said, "Sit down first, and we'll talk after everyone has arrived."

After sitting down, it wasn't long before the entire special operations team arrived. It was the first time Zhou Ming had seen all his team members present.

Among them, Wang Wen and Wang Wu, two old acquaintances, exchanged a glance and nodded.

The remaining few had at least nodding acquaintances over the past few months, getting to know each other's names and abilities.

Ding Chu, who looked like a middle-aged man in his forties, wore glasses and resembled a schoolteacher, but was actually a master of swordsmanship.

Zhang San, a man in his thirties, was also skilled in fire manipulation, just like Zhou Ming. Zhou Ming suspected that Zhang San was a disciple of the Fire Virtue Sect and that his name was fake.

Old Zhang, whose exact name is unknown, was indeed a man in his fifties who possessed two extraordinary skills: the Immortal Rope and the Immortal Binding Rope.

In reality, one is to control the rope and have the ability to stand in the air without any support, and the other is to give the rope the ability to lock in Qi.

Even the most powerful superhuman would be helpless if their Qi were completely locked.

A middle-aged man sat next to him, and nodded slightly when he made eye contact with Zhou Ming.

This person is Mu Chong, the original shopkeeper, a master of Gu poison, and his interrogation techniques are very sophisticated.

Finally, the only person who was the same age as Zhou Ming was a woman.

Liu Yan, 21 years old, is a typical beauty from the Jiangnan region, exuding a gentle, intellectual, and elegant temperament. Even with her somewhat outdated makeup in Zhou Ming's eyes, she is still a beauty.

Skilled in Swallow Kung Fu, she is as light as a swallow and can even fly at low altitudes for short periods of time, darting through forests, mountains, and city streets like a bird.

"Everyone's here. I'll get straight to the point. All the details are right in front of you. Take a look at them again after the meeting," Wan Baoming said very directly.

"Yes!"

"The situation is becoming increasingly dire, and war could break out at any moment. Starting tomorrow, everyone will stay in the dormitories except when on missions, and be ready for battle at any time," Wan Baoming said.

The group didn't react much, as most members were alone in Shanghai and had been given a day to adjust.

"The second thing is that the Japanese in Hongkou have mobilized on a large scale. The specific reasons are unclear. This is being investigated by the Special Service Department, and we don't need to worry about it. But from now on, we will monitor every move in Hongkou 24 hours a day, with a focus on the Strange People." Wan Baoming gave the order after he finished speaking.

Wang Wen, Wang Wu, Zhou Ming, and Ding Chu formed a group and went to monitor the situation.

They left the building and went to a room in a high-rise building next to Hongkou to conduct surveillance work.

"It seems I can't continue killing, but yesterday's wave was quite successful. After a few days of reflection, I can prepare for the final battle," Zhou Ming thought to himself.

Moreover, the fact that Zhou Ming himself cannot go out does not mean that the Blood Demon soldiers cannot go out.

As night fell, Zhou Ming glanced at his watch; the hands were exactly at 11 o'clock.

In another safe house, Amaki and Furukawa Aoto opened their eyes, as did the 13 Blood Demon Soldiers beside them.

After drinking some water and eating some dry food, they immediately changed into black clothes, covering up everything except their eyes.

Amaki, holding a wooden stick, and Furukawa Aoto, holding his gradually transparent samurai sword, set off with their faces expressionless.

In order to avoid attracting attention, they split into two groups and soon arrived at Hongkou.

"Something's up!" Wang Wu suddenly said.

At this point, Wang Wen and Ding Chuke, who had been resting with their eyes closed, opened them, got up from the small bed, and immediately went to the window, turning to observe the distance.

Wang Wen took out his binoculars and held them up to his eyes. Under the moonlight, he saw a series of dark shadows.

"These people? They're slaughtering ordinary Japanese people!" Wang Wen was shocked, but then he relaxed when he realized that the people opposite him were Japanese.

The four of them fell silent in unison. Wang Wen was filled with excitement. He didn't care whether these Japanese were good or bad; they all deserved to die.

Wang Wu and Ding Chu used binoculars to observe, trying to find clues and determine who was behind it.