Superman's End Manual

[Danger Level: A++]

[Character Introduction: The 27th head of the Kageshiro Ninja Clan, extremely skilled in "Shadow Transformation Technique," having reached the point of transforming the illusory into the real, capable of summoning "Shadow Heart," whose Shadow Heart form is a "lion."]

"Damn it, this feels like a primary school student's mess. How come the Shadow Sect has brought so many burly men? If Second Brother turns against them again, I don't even want to think about what will happen." Ke Mingye's eye twitched. "Let's see if Big Brother can take on a hundred of them..."

At this moment, he already knew the whereabouts of his five brothers and sisters, except for Bai Ziling, whose whereabouts were still unknown, but there was no time to confirm it.

So Ke Mingye ordered the strange thing to shoot out spider silk and swing upwards. It spun in mid-air and landed precisely on the edge of the toilet window on the fifth floor of Wanxiang City, where it fell in.

Immediately afterwards, it activated the invisibility function of the "night belt," minimizing the sound of its footsteps and breathing as it walked out of the restroom.

Just as I reached the corner, I saw Black Wukong wearing a long metallic trench coat and a monkey mask.

As she walked forward, she slowly raised the golden cudgel in her hand, the chains binding her wrists hanging down.

A flash of crimson light streaked across his eyes as the Samadhi True Fire gradually climbed onto the dark golden staff, scorching the air and making a hissing sound.

Blocking her path was a tall, thin man dressed in a long black robe, wearing a demon mask, and carrying a flute. He had waist-length hair and stood with a dignified and aloof posture.

The strange thing pressed itself against the wall, glanced at the guy's back, and then his information panel appeared in front of it.

[Name of Person: Van Gogh]

[Combat Power Rating: A-level]

[Character Identity: The fourth disciple of the Shadow Sect Master, skilled in illusion magic, and known as a once-in-three-thousand-years illusion magic genius in the Shadow Sect.]

"I can't control him at all. My older sister should be able to beat him. I'll go check on the elementary school kid first..." Ke Mingye thought.

In his view, this fourth disciple was supposed to be responsible for keeping an eye on the Calamity Dragon. Since he was held back by Bai Qiuwu, then logically, there should only be a bunch of small fry left in the theater.

After all, the Shadow Sect Master and those various burly men were still confronting Ke Yinzhi and Ke Xiaomo on the Luo Dehua Commercial Street, and these were the only people in charge of the interior of Wanxiang City.

The strange thing remained invisible, passing through the audience passage behind the two people, gradually moving towards Hall 5, and then gently pushed open the black door.

Looking up, the screen in the theater was shattered, leaving a huge crater with burn marks.

The strange thing squeezed into the movie theater through the crack in the door, hid in the shadows, and turned its head to look around.

In the entire theater, there was only one sect leader disciple named "Hardong" who was slightly higher in level, but he only had C+ level strength.

As for the other ninjas, they all belonged to the Shadow Wing Unit and their strength was very uniform, only at the near-D rank. They were not even in the same league as elementary school students, so Ke Mingye secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, his gaze passed through the group of ninjas and looked at Ke Yongzhu, only to quickly realize that something seemed amiss.

At this moment, a giant bronze bell floated in mid-air, exuding a sacred and solemn aura. Several ninjas dressed in black were heavily striking the bell's surface with clubs and hammers.

The bell trembled, its clanging against the mallets producing a deafening roar, like church music.

Ke Yongzhu knelt on the ground, holding his head in his hands and roaring.

As the bell tolled, his pupils suddenly narrowed, turning a dark red, then dilated and returned to their original black color.

The body also exhibited the same strange phenomenon, sometimes revealing layers of overlapping scales, and sometimes reverting to the skin of a human child. It was as if it were being suppressed by some kind of force.

The next moment, a figure dressed in a crimson ninja outfit emerged from the shadows, raised a long, white sword forged from dragon bone, and thrust it without hesitation toward Ke Yongzhu's right eye.

Blood splattered everywhere as the long knife relentlessly pierced the boy's eye socket, creating a deep, dark hole. Dark blood flowed from it.

Ke Yongzhu tried to catch the katana with both hands, but his head was pinned to the floor of the theater.

Amidst the thunderous roar of the ancient bronze bell, he screamed silently, his expression contorted.

Ke Mingye stared blankly at the scene, his pupils slightly contracting, and he shouted in his heart, "Elementary school student, why don't you transform? Show me the same strength you had when you beat me up!"

Even if you use a sword that counters yours, these little Karamis can't possibly break through your defenses. What kind of trash are they? Do they even deserve to fight you?

As a result, Ke Yongzhu struggled for a long time but failed to enter the transformation state. He was pinned to the ground by the long sword that pierced through his eye socket.

The blade continued to penetrate deeper, piercing one side of his brain.

Ke Yongzhu's expression was so distorted that he was almost numb. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his only remaining pupil was raised high like a wild beast, gleaming with a ferocious dark red.

The next moment, the figure in the crimson ninja outfit gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands and spun the blade around with all his might.

Immediately afterwards, the long knife was violently swirled deep inside Ke Yongzhu's eye socket, almost crushing his skull along with it.

Blood splattered like a waterfall, leaving a deep, bottomless pit on the boy's face.

As the bell tolled, Ke Yongzhu lay on the ground in astonishment, his only remaining dark red dragon eye, which stood upright, half-open.

A tear slowly rolled down his cheek.

This time, he opened his mouth, and his hoarse howl drowned out the bell and reached Ke Mingye's ears.

In the silence, his lips moved slightly, as if he were murmuring someone's name.

"elder brother."

His eyes, hidden beneath the crimson ninja mask, were devoid of any emotion. He uttered the word "monster," then raised the hilt of his sword and forcefully sheathed it.

The moment the knife was pulled from the eye socket, all that remained of Ke Yongzhu's right eye was a bottomless hole.

At that moment, Ke Mingye's pupils contracted to their maximum.

His whole body trembled slowly, every muscle in his face seemed to be shaking. His lips trembled slightly, and trembling sounds came out of his trembling throat.

"brute……"

"brute……"

"brute……"

"brute……"

Ke Mingye muttered blankly.

After a long while, he slowly lowered his head, his eyes hidden by strands of hair hanging down.

At the same moment, Little Red Riding Hood's eyes suddenly regained their light. She picked up her wand, got up from the ground, pushed open the toilet stall, and rushed out.

She hurried toward Theater 5, channeling magic into her wand as she went.

Then, his feet slowly floated into the air, and he swept across Bai Qiuwu's battlefield at an incredible speed, shooting towards Theater 5.

A few seconds later, in Theater 5.

The heavy door was pushed open with a loud bang, followed by a beam of light shining in.

The ninja in crimson ninja attire slowly turned his head, joining the other ninjas in the theater to look at the opened door and the figure slowly walking in from outside.

Little Red Riding Hood, the magical girl, carrying her wand, shone in from the audience aisle, her cool profile bathed in the cold light streaming in from outside.

At the same time, the strange thing hidden in the shadows slowly emerged and walked forward one after the magical girl.

Its form, seemingly flowing with gray light, was fully exposed under the lamplight.

"Hello... My name is Strange Thing."

The strange creature raised its empty eyes from under its hat brim, looked at the crimson ninja standing in the center of the theater, and said in a gloomy tone with a downward smirk.

“I’m here to kill your whole family, you beasts.”

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Chapter 111 Major Event 1: The Dragon Ninja War (Part 5)

As the doors of Theater 5 slowly closed, everything gradually returned to pitch blackness.

The strange creature lowered its face, staring intently at the crimson ninja's mask, its pupils reflecting his information panel.

[Name of Person: Hardong]

[Combat Power Rating: C+]

[Character Identity: Fifth disciple of the Ninja Clan leader. Like the leader and the eldest disciple "Mo," he is one of the few ninjas in the Ninja Clan skilled in "Shadow Transformation Technique."]

C-rank, two whole ranks below me... But it doesn't matter, I'm a mechanic-obsessed player, anything is possible if I roll the dice well.

"Shadow Transformation Technique," since it's the same as the second brother's, it should be the skill that allows one to disappear into the shadows.

Ke Mingye sat on the toilet seat, took a deep breath, and as he leaned over to think, he slowly released his E-level skill—[Personality Tear].

Inside the theater, Little Red Riding Hood, the magical girl, took two steps back, raising her wand as she slowly gathered layers of snowflakes around herself, as if preparing for something.

At the same time, a red and black die suddenly appeared between the five fingers of the strange thing, which was wrapped in a metal glove.

"Now it's... gambler's time."

It grinned and slowly released the dice. The red and black calamity dice fell slowly from the strange thing's fingertips, tumbling in the air above the theater.

Dressed in a crimson ninja outfit, Hardon raised an eyebrow slightly, as if observing his opponent's strength, and did not make any rash moves.

"Dice?" he murmured softly.

Ping...

Bang...

The metal die landed on the floor with a crisp hum, and instantly, all six ninjas in the theater focused their attention on that die.

After a total of 10 uses, the "Calamity Dice" has evolved into a "Grade C" form, allowing for two consecutive rolls, from which you choose one of the two results (Note: the numbers from the two rolls will not be repeated).