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

Chapter 123 Capturing 'Materials'

Knowing that he was wielding a Soul Eater made of blood, Takeshita cleaved a ninja's short sword in two with a single stroke and then beheaded him.

Blood, vitality, and soul were absorbed and devoured, entering Takeshita Akichi's body.

Blood Demon Soldiers and the Eight-Man Army resisted the frenzied ninja. Although these ninja were strong, all of them were high-ranking Blood Demon Soldiers, and the Eight-Man Army were even more skilled.

Zhou Ming occasionally unleashed a flash of sword light, his gaze sweeping over the ninjas surrounding him.

There were no elite Japanese ninjas like the ten from the Battle of Totenkuro. It seems that not all the ninjas of Mount Hiei are here; some of the elites must have gone on a mission.

"So you are the Blood Demon?" A suppressed voice came from afar.

Zhou Ming turned around and saw a man dressed in black clothes and a black hat, typical of modern Japanese attire, holding a knife in his hand.

The moment Zhou Ming saw the knife, his premonition became clear: this knife was an excellent material for a demonic sword!

“This person is also a good source of inspiration. Sure enough, my first magic sword artifact is on this person.” Zhou Ming’s lips curled into a smile as he looked at Nikaido Eita with reddened eyes.

Eita Nikaido felt an extremely fierce aura approaching, but he felt no fear; instead, he became excited.

"Hahaha, yes, that's it, this is exactly what I wanted!" Eita Nikaido's body erupted with surging red energy.

The thickness of the material, nearly half a meter, enveloped the entire person, making it immediately apparent how powerful their cultivation was.

The demon sword Hirumaru in its hand hummed, as if it also longed for the opponent in front of it.

"Come here!" Zhou Ming stretched out his finger and beckoned forward, unleashing his bloodthirsty power.

Completely different from before, the thick, blood-like blood energy instantly permeated the aura, churning and surging like collapsing clouds, pouring out in all directions.

An area within a radius of 20 meters was shrouded in a bloody aura.

Tang Jiaren, who had just finished treating Dan Shi, couldn't keep his composure when he saw this scene; his face was full of shock.

"What terrifying Qi! Where did this guy learn this skill from?" After his initial shock, Tang Jiaren immediately understood the secret behind this technique.

"However, even with the assistance of that aura, this kid's own Qi is far beyond that of ordinary superhumans."

This is precisely the reverse use of the indoor perpetual lamp, which reverses the influence of unusual phenomena in the indoor space on the energy field, creating a suitable environmental space.

Powers not belonging to the Blood Fiend Power system will be suppressed within this 20-meter range, and those not of the Blood or Fiend attributes will be corroded.

Eita Nikaido immediately stopped in his tracks; his extremely keen senses detected the danger.

As the feet touched the ground, an invisible force immediately emanated and was transmitted; this was the Lu family's Ruyi Jin (a type of internal energy).

No one approached, and the man stood still without moving.

"Where exactly is this sense of danger coming from?" Eita Nikaido felt the crisis growing stronger and his mind was on edge.

Just then, a dark figure appeared behind him, its massive form barely concealed by the red mist.

Eita Nikaido's face instantly contorted into a ferocious expression. His muscles and bones, gripping the demon sword, erupted with power as he swiftly withdrew his blade.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The excited shouts were drowned out by a clear, crisp voice.

"Ding!"

Eita Nikaido's face froze as he stared in shock at the enormous creature before him.

His legs were as thick as giant trees, his waist was wrapped in animal skin, revealing huge muscles like rocks, and his dark red skin had red and blue patterns.

His strong arms were crossed over his chest, his face was ugly and fierce, and he had thick black horns on his forehead.

This is the Mighty Demon King after merging and devouring the Prajna Demon King. He looked down at Nikaido Eita.

The thick thighs were covered in black mist, which blocked the sharpness of the demonic sword, leaving not a single hair on its head unharmed.

"Ah!" Eita Nikaido screamed in agony.

The Mighty Demon King struck with incredible speed; before Eita Nikaido could even react, he was grabbed by the body.

The immense force caused his red aura to be squeezed out like jelly.

Amidst screams, the hand loosened, and the demon sword fell.

"Clang!" The demon sword crashed flat onto the ground.

"No! Hiruma! Ahh..." Just as Nikaido Eita was about to bend down to grab the demon sword, he felt a tightness all over his body and screamed again.

The red mist rolled in and quickly returned to Zhou Ming's body, instantly clearing the surroundings.

This also exposed the Mighty Ghost King to everyone's eyes, and its enormous size immediately created a sense of awe.

The moment the equally large bull demon appeared, it hid far away; it was no match for this terrifying creature.

"Clear away everyone around here," Zhou Ming ordered as he walked toward Nikaido Eita.

"Yes, Master!" After saying that, the Bull Demon hurriedly left the Mighty Demon King, as if fleeing a disaster.

After driving for a while, he glared fiercely at the Japanese soldiers.

Tang Jiaren took a deep breath; he felt that he had never been more surprised or shocked in his entire life than he had been today.

"Leaving aside that bull-headed, spider-legged guy, is this thing the Mighty Demon King? Does such a thing still exist in this era?" If Tang Jiaren couldn't feel the pain in his severed arms and legs, he probably would have thought he was dreaming.

The Japanese soldiers couldn't see these two enormous figures, but the ninja could. Not only could they see them, but they could also clearly sense their powerful aura.

Just then, a Tier 3 Blood Demon soldier was pierced through the heart from behind by a Japanese samurai.

"You damned traitors, you should all commit seppuku!" the Japanese samurai cursed as he drew his sword.

The third-tier Blood Demon soldier had his back to the Japanese samurai, his eyes turning icy cold, and a massive surge of bloodthirsty power erupted from within him.

"Boom!" The power of bloodlust, like flames, enveloped the body of the third-tier blood demon soldier.

The Japanese samurai's expression changed as he watched the third-tier blood demon soldier transform. He picked up his sword and prepared to sever the blood demon soldier's head.

"Clang!" A large hand grabbed the Japanese samurai's sword from behind.

The third-tier Blood Demon Soldier's aura was so powerful that it even caught Tang Jiaren's attention.

A large, blood-red hand grabbed the Japanese samurai's head and crushed it with a bang.

His height suddenly increased to about 2.5 meters, and his whole body was covered in blood-red skin, which was the condensation of blood evil power.

With three heads combined and six arms wielding blood-red blades, this is the Mighty Demon King's battle form: three heads and six arms.

The number of Blood Demon Soldiers was ultimately too small, and casualties were inevitable, but they would all enter the Demonic state before they died.

However, because the Mighty Demon King was extremely powerful, the third-tier Blood Demon Soldier could no longer maintain a breath after transforming.

This is precisely why nine Blood Demon soldiers sacrificed themselves previously.

Zhou Ming walked to the side of the demon sword Hiruma and looked calmly at Nikaido Eita.

Zhou Ming chose to reveal his trump card and go all out in order to capture him alive.

After all, this guy was quite good at escaping in the original story, and Zhou Ming would definitely not give him such an opportunity.

As Zhou Ming looked at the demon sword, he was about to squat down and pick it up when he heard two urgent shouts.

"Hiruma! That's my Hiruma, don't touch it."

Chapter 124 Integration

"Be careful, that knife can control a person's mind!" Tang Jiaren's shout came from behind.

Zhou Ming ignored him and picked up the knife in one swift motion, causing the scene to fall silent.

But the Blood Demon Soldiers and the Eight-Man Army did not stop; instead, they took the opportunity to kill a group of people.

"Hmph!" Zhou Ming snorted softly, his eyes burning with transparent flames.

"So he's just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong. Why didn't he dare drag me in?" A transparent flame burned in Zhou Ming's hand holding the knife.

"The Fire of the Primordial Spirit?" Tang Jiaren felt a toothache and admired Zhou Ming.

"These methods are ruthless, one after another. They're ruthless not only to others but also to themselves. The nickname 'Blood Demon' is truly fitting!"

Tang Jiaren glanced at the subdued Nikaido Eita and chuckled softly, "A demon? This time, we've met our ancestor!"

Zhou Ming swung the demon sword twice, looked up at Nikaido Eita, whose gaze was somewhat dazed, walked to his side, and stuck the sword into the ground.

With the primordial spirit lamp that burns the soul, this demon sword Hirumaru wouldn't even be able to control Zhou Ming; he'd probably be too busy running away to do so.

"Zhuge Qing, who has mastered the Samadhi True Fire, should be able to achieve the same effect as me, right?" Zhou Ming wondered to himself.

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and the blood-red demonic blade, Soul Devourer, materialized. Zhou Ming reached out and stroked the blade, causing the blood-red light to become translucent.

The blade, formed from the essence of flesh and blood, gradually became transparent, radiating a blood-red light like a source of energy.

Zhou Ming activated the forging technique of the demonic sword talisman, transforming the material in his hand to create a demonic sword that had advanced three times.

Within the red light, 1365 blood-fiend talismans were arranged in outline, resembling at first glance the acupoints of a knife.

Looking at Eita Nikaido in front of him, the Mighty Demon King immediately pinched Eita Nikaido's head with one hand and two fingers, making him tilt his head back.

Eita Nikaido was completely immobilized and stared wide-eyed as Zhou Ming held a blood-red blade that shone like light above his head.

"What are you going to do? No..." Eita Nikaido cried out in terror.

Ignoring the terrified Eita Nikaido, Zhou Ming took the Soul-Devouring Demon Blade, which had turned into a ball of light, and aimed it at Eita Nikaido's forehead.

He plunged it in while the other person looked on in terror.

The light entered the brain, the essence of flesh and blood poured into the opponent's body, and blood-fiend talismans were scattered in the acupoints of the body, directly using Nikaido Eita's body as a demonic sword.

"Ah!" Eita Nikaido screamed in agony.

He trembled all over and struggled constantly, but was tightly bound by the Mighty Ghost King's huge hand and could not move at all.

A moment later, Eita Nikaido was panting heavily, covered in sweat, his eyes somewhat unfocused.

"Release him!" Zhou Ming's calm voice rang out.

Upon receiving the order, the Mighty Demon King released his hands, and Eita Nikaido collapsed to the ground with a thud.

But the next moment, he nimbly stood up, grabbed the demon sword Hirumaru stuck in front of him, and tried to run away without looking back.

But then, with a thud, Eita Nikaido fell to the ground, rolled twice, and struggled as if his whole body was trembling.