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

Turning to look at Takeshita Akira, he chuckled and said, "You go left, I'll go right!"

Chapter 133 Homer, Like a Steel Tank

"Alright!" Takeshita Akira turned around and charged to the left.

Tang Jiaren's figure slowly disappeared into stealth mode as he charged toward the right.

One moved swiftly yet silently, while the other vanished completely, undetectable to anyone.

A clearing in the forest.

"Leave immediately!" Homer said, clenching his fists.

On the opposite side of the clearing, at the edge of the forest, three figures stood under a tree.

One of them, an elderly Japanese woman with a white cloth wrapped around her head, was looking at Homer.

"Homer, why did you kill Okatarou!" the woman, named Ayun, asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know, you'd better leave now," Homer said irritably.

Now, just thinking about it brings back a deep, soul-stirring phantom pain that makes him extremely agitated.

"It seems you have been subdued by pain and surrendered to the enemy." Amakusa Unsai's yellow pupils gleamed coldly.

Just as the atmosphere reached a standoff, the sound of horses' hooves rang out.

Both sides turned their gazes in that direction, and their expressions immediately changed.

Zhou Ming, mounted on Red Hare, glanced at the two opposing groups, then looked coldly at Homer and said indifferently, "Kill them!"

Upon hearing this, both sides' expressions changed drastically, but one side's expression turned cold, while Homer's expression turned crazed.

"If you won't listen to me telling you to leave, then die here!" Homer suddenly roared madly.

His entire body instantly turned into steel, black energy surged forth, and a thin layer of armor appeared on his nearly 3-meter-tall frame.

Homer, who was originally naked due to his tall stature, was suddenly transformed into a tall, armored giant.

A shockwave emanated from within his body, and two massive steel hands suddenly slammed forward.

Two massive hands, imbued with the power of vibration, collided, producing an extremely sharp and deafening sound.

Subtle shockwaves merged with the sound, rushing in all directions.

The moment the yellow flames on Amakusa Unsai's body lit up, a violent fluctuation occurred.

A look of pain appeared on his face, and the yellow flames on his body fluctuated wildly, as if out of control, causing the skulls to struggle incessantly.

Ayun, who was next to her, also held her head in her hands and howled in pain.

Homer, his eyes bloodshot, leaped forward and pounced on the three of them in an instant.

The only one of the three figures that remained motionless was a mummified corpse dressed in the armor of a samurai general.

"Myung-soo-jun!" the old woman cried out in anguish.

The mummified corpse suddenly came to life and charged directly at Homer, who was lunging at it.

"Get out of my way!" Homer's large, armored hand, brimming with terrifying shockwaves, slammed down on the desiccated corpse.

"Boom!"

The shockwave struck the mummified corpse the moment it made contact, unleashing a powerful force that shattered its internal structure.

It shattered into pieces with a single palm strike, exploding into pieces.

Homer's body was already extremely strong, and his gigantism gave him an exceptionally powerful talent for physical training. Therefore, he mastered the Iron Man and Bronze Man after only a few days of contact with them.

The thin layer of armor he wore was not strong enough due to the scarcity of iron sand, a cultivation material.

However, Homer cultivated the power of shockwaves, an ability that requires no external resources, very quickly and became very powerful.

In stark contrast to Wang Wen, instead of employing subtle techniques to disrupt the key points and core elements, he relied on the sheer force of a powerful, explosive brick-throwing attack.

Ayun stared in astonishment at her husband, who had been smashed to pieces with a single blow. How could Homer have become so powerful?

What is that armor he's wearing? And what is that semi-transparent power?

There were no answers to these questions, because Homer charged over with a ferocious expression and slapped them twice.

"Bang! Bang!" Two plumes of blood mist exploded and scattered across the forest. Presumably, the plants here will grow well next year.

Sitting on Red Hare, Zhou Ming watched Homer display his might and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"What terrifying head-on combat ability! This guy is the real Pikachu Superman!"

"It's a pity that there are still weaknesses in the head and internal organs. If they were all transformed into steel..." Zhou Ming was stunned as he pondered.

Why does this feeling seem so familiar?

The next moment, Zhou Ming thought of himself and reached out to touch his head.

"The third level of rebirth!"

The same transformation of life forms, only one tends towards the essential innate Qi of the mysterious form, while the other tends towards the material changes of the real form, the essence of alchemy.

"Can your alchemy skills also turn heads and internal organs into steel?" Zhou Ming asked directly.

Upon hearing Zhou Ming's question, Homer, who was standing to the side, immediately lowered his head and said, "The Westerner who taught me alchemy said that it is theoretically possible, but we have not yet been able to overcome this challenge."

After Homer finished speaking, he lowered his head and remained silent. Although he had learned about alchemical energy that could transform the body, he did not have the ability to conduct groundbreaking research, so he could not transform the head and internal organs.

"As expected!" Zhou Ming rubbed his chin and said, "After we've dealt with Bihe Mountain, write down the details of alchemy for me."

"Yes!" Homer said, bowing his head.

"You don't need to stay here anymore. Go and kill all the ninjas of Mount Hiei," Zhou Ming said softly.

After receiving the order, Homer immediately turned and ran into the forest, seemingly afraid to be with Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming rode on Red Hare in another direction and soon arrived at another place.

Eita Nikaido was covered in blood, some from others and some from his own.

With a face contorted in excitement, he kept chanting incantations, and one after another, blood-red Qi beads flew out.

With a flick of his blood-red demonic blade, he unleashed a signature move of a martial arts school, sending crimson blade energy swirling in the wind.

The Japanese samurai elder's short sword gleamed, and with a swift movement, he unleashed a series of sword flashes, shattering the blood-red blade light.

"What power could possibly make this demonic sword so sharp?" The Japanese samurai elder was deeply uneasy.

It was this misjudgment of intelligence that led to the deaths of the Onmyoji Elder and the Monk Elder.

Makino Ittosai didn't dare get too close, and only provided support from a distance using his phantom sword.

The two corpses next to them, cut in half, were already like mummies, devoid of any blood or life.

The red light emanating from Eita Nikaido grew even brighter, and the power within him surged like a raging fire, forging the strength within his body.

Zhou Ming's appearance immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Zhuang Bingwei and the others' expressions changed; this was the worst-case scenario.

At that very moment, Eita Nikaido suddenly turned around, grabbed the demon sword, and plunged it into the ground.

"Ah!" A faint, short scream rang out from underground, and the painted-face ninja in the crowd suddenly turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

Streams of red power surged from the demon sword, flowing through the blade and into Eita Nikaido's body, making his expression even more excited.

Eita Nikaido felt his power growing stronger and was very excited, but he didn't notice the subtle changes in the demon sword.

Chapter 134 [The Ocean Embraces All Rivers]

The Japanese samurai elder, his eyes blazing with fury, took advantage of Nikaido Eita's back being turned and strode forward, slashing down with his sword.

Eita Nikaido's senses remained sharp, and he swiftly turned and drew his sword.

"Clang!" The two blades clashed, producing a crisp sound.

The two men wielding the knives were stunned; the two knives had actually been blocked.

"Impossible!" Eita Nikaido exclaimed in disbelief.

The Japanese samurai elder opposite him was overjoyed, thinking that the added red power had finally subsided, and immediately pressed his advantage with a fierce attack.

Zhuang Bingwei, holding a mirror in one hand and a long sword in the other, stood in front of Zhou Ming.

"How did this guy get here so quickly? Where are the others?" Zhuang Bingwei felt heavy-hearted, vaguely sensing that he had made a very serious misjudgment.

First, there was a misjudgment of Nikaido Eita's strength. He thought that with the four elders, Makino Ittosai, and five other strong individuals, including two swordsmen, plus himself, they could quickly capture Nikaido Eita or retrieve the cursed sword.

Unexpectedly, Eita Nikaido's strength is far greater than before, which has dragged the battle on until now.

Then came the tragic death of Butterfly. Shobei couldn't understand how Butterfly, who had an invisibility cloak, could be killed so quickly.

Zhou Ming ignored Zhuang Bingwei's ugly expression and instead looked at Nikaido Eita.

"It'll be soon. I wonder what kind of abilities the first demonic sword will have?" Zhou Ming thought with some anticipation.

Just then, Zhou Ming suddenly raised his hand and moved, and a blood-red dragon-head blade flew out, rushing straight at Makino Ittosai.

Makino Ittosai was greatly shocked, stunned by the murderous intent of the sword, and his hands and feet stiffened for a moment.

This flaw was extremely fatal; the crimson dragon head blade had already flown in, leaving no room for dodge.

Fortunately, the void vortex solidified, and Makino Ittosai quickly disappeared.

The dragon-headed blade struck the ground, leaving a deep crack.

"You're asking for death!" Zhou Ming rode his horse towards Zhuang Bingwei.

At this moment, Zhuang Bingwei's face was very ugly, because the operation had completely failed.

"Bang!" A crisp sound rang out, seemingly magically drawing everyone's attention.

Zhuang Bingwei glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, then froze on the spot.

The demon sword Hirumaru is broken!

Eita Nikaido held the broken demon sword, looking utterly incredulous.

"Hiruma, my Hiruma!" Eita Nikaido roared almost in anguish.