Erii: A Journey Through the Heavens Begins with Frilian

Chapter 115 A Cicada Sheds its Shell, A Lure to Disturb the Tiger from the Mountain (Two Chapters Combined)

Erii naturally took out a souvenir from the last world—the Abyss Transformation Belt.

It is an irregularly shaped cuboid, made entirely of dark silver metal, covered with wild, openwork patterns, giving it a highly textured feel. The front shape resembles ribs or claws cradling a heart in the center, but the heart is not metal; it is a real, beating, eerie organ. With each tremor, it pumps streaks of scarlet light to various parts of the belt.

"Transform!"

With a sharp shout, her belt burst forth with clusters of twisted, metallic flesh, like a gaping maw that devoured Erii.

Shrink and condense, twist and deform.

In the blink of an eye, the nearly three-meter-tall Lin Yuanzhe appeared in the Dragon Clan world for the first time.

Aside from being a bit smaller in height and size, all the details are exactly the same as the original, a perfect replica, and the chilling and menacing aura it exudes is exactly the same.

hum~

With a light touch of her toes, Erii floated into the air without any external aid, soaring ten meters into the air.

The sharp bone spurs blooming on its shoulders and back, set against the backdrop of night, resembled the bared fangs of an alien beast.

Staring at the Lin Yuan Zhe, whose style was completely out of place with the painting, the four Ghost Kings were all dumbfounded. So you can really transform into a Kamen Rider?

It's not incantation, nor is it dragonification; it's something unheard of, involving a completely new and unknown realm.

But as the evolution drug frantically stimulated the dragon's blood, the blood vessels within the four people churned violently, and rational thinking and instinctive fear were all overwhelmed by the surging rage.

"roar-

'

Unable to speak human language, they could only utter beast-like roars. The terrifying sounds echoed through the neighborhood, startling passersby who stopped in their tracks, too afraid to approach even a fraction of a second.

Almost in the blink of an eye, all the clothes on the four people were torn to shreds.

Its entire body is covered in scales, with thick, protruding joints, ferocious, long dragon claws, and even its tailbone piercing through the flesh, growing segment by segment into a lizard-like tail.

Dragon Transformation!

Rather than calling them little dragons, Erii felt they were more like Dr. Lizard from Spider-Man.

Because the evolution potion Herzog gave the four of them was still in the research stage, its purity was so high that it could be used to make hundreds of cups of ordinary secret wine, which also meant that it was extremely unstable.

Therefore, what is brought about is deformed, bizarre, and ugly dragonification, like the fleshy monsters in heavy-themed movies.

The biggest side effect is that they will never be able to turn back into human form, and they will lose their humanity and rationality, becoming completely soulless Deadpools.

Whirring whirring!

The four of them spontaneously sprang to their feet and launched a primal attack on Erii with their fists and feet.

Coincidentally, the Abyss Walker doesn't have any unique abilities; aside from anti-gravity flight, he only possesses great strength and speed.

Erii raised her hand and slapped him, then slapped him backhand.

puff--

Shinshiro Sakurai exploded into a bloody mist on the spot, as if he had been hit head-on by a train. His hard scales shattered into pieces, and his internal organs and bones were blasted into fragments through his skin and flesh.

Erii grabbed Inuyama Aya's sharp claws with her other hand, causing sparks to fly from the armor on her hand.

He then slammed her straight to the ground, swung his arm around her shoulder with all his might.

Thud—

The park's paving stones burst open, leaving large craters. Aya Inuyama lay limp on the ground, barely alive, like a snake with its bones shattered.

Seeing their two teammates being instantly killed, Miyamoto Taikawa and Ryoma Valley, who knew nothing of fear, roared and pounced, randomly releasing their incantations.

The same Thunder Pool as Ryoma Genichiro, and Deep Blood that can make oneself full of poison.

Faced with electric current and poisonous blood, Erii, fully covered, neither dodged nor flinched. With her left hand, she pierced through the web of interwoven lightning, and with her right hand, she parted the scalding, boiling blood, stabbing both of them into her opponent's forehead.

Two loud "clangs" were heard, and Miyamoto Taikawa and Ryoma Valley's heads were split open, their skulls flying off as the palm strikes landed.

"The Abyss Walker hasn't been weakened, and it's no longer hostile towards me," Erii carefully sensed. "It's a pity I can only transform for five minutes at a time."

At this moment, Aya Inuyama was wriggling on the ground like a maggot, trying to crawl into the bushes not far away.

Her distorted face was still contorted with rage and ferocity, yet she mumbled intermittently, "Why, Father, Mother..."

Why did you kill me? I was being so obedient back then—”

Before she could finish speaking, she fell silent, lying prostrate on the ground, growing cold.

The shattered ribs and sternum transformed into a rain of arrows, piercing the heart and lungs to the core.

To be honest, her dying words really silenced Erii.

They are all ghosts, yet they lead completely different lives.

Sensing someone rapidly approaching, the Abyss shrinks inch by inch, eventually coalescing into a transformation belt that disappears from its hand.

Erii turned around, and Yabuki Sakura and the other two rushed over. They looked at Erii and the gruesome corpses on the ground, and remained silent for a long time.

Having followed Genji for many years, he has seen and experienced a great deal, and has killed many fierce demons.

Therefore, the three of them were well aware of their own limitations. The four Deadpools lying on the ground at this moment could make their scalps tingle if they were attacked by just one of them, let alone all four of them at once.

But what shocked them was not Erii's effortless annihilation, but the mysterious method she used that was not a word of magic!

What's the process of transforming into a Kamen Rider?

Sakura Yabuki thought she was well-versed in the history of the dragon race, but after looking through the records in the books, there was no relevant content.

Dragon-slaying armor forged by the King of Bronze and Fire?

Or is it an advanced product of the fusion of modern technology and alchemy?

Regardless of the reason, Sakura Yabuki promptly deleted the nearby surveillance videos to prevent the fact that "Eri's true identity is a Kamen Rider" from being exposed. If Kassel College found out, it would inevitably cause unnecessary trouble.

"Miss is so cool! I want to transform into a Kamen Rider too," Yasha said sincerely.

"I don't have the talent for judgment, but I really need to learn this trick!" Crow chimed in jokingly.

Erii took it seriously and took out her belt. "You can try it, but I can't guarantee your safety. There's a risk of being drained dry."

The three of them didn't hear what she said at all; they were all dumbfounded by her feat of conjuring objects out of thin air.

"Magic? Sorcery?" Yaksha rubbed his eyes and looked around in astonishment.

Sakura Yabuki's lips trembled. "M-Miss? This...this?"

"Word magic, it must be unknown word magic!" the crow said confidently.

Sakura Yabuki said seriously, "Miss, apart from a few of us, you can only tell the young master about this. You can't trust anyone else!"

A few minutes later.

"Over here, we can hear it all, it might be a pack of wild animals!"

"It couldn't be a stray dog; it's not like I haven't heard dogs bark before."

"I even saw monsters jumping around!"

"There's another girl inside, hurry up!"

The middle-aged man, who was a typical office worker, led several police officers to the park, but the place was empty and had already been cleaned up.

There was a note left on the bench.

"Uncle, did she say yes? Good luck!"

Seeing the neat handwriting, the office worker breathed a sigh of relief. Recalling what he had just heard in the store, "You like me? I know~ Actually, I just need a buddy to smoke with at home," he couldn't help but feel that tomorrow seemed full of hope.

Thank you, and I wish you good luck.

That night, many people didn't sleep, or couldn't sleep.

Especially Inuyama He.

Inside the Inuyama family mansion, the dignified branch manager, the head of the Inuyama family, and the one who wields the power of words, sat upright before an old white man.

"Teacher, I didn't expect you to come in person." Inuyama He said respectfully, personally pouring tea for the other party.

"Ah, Angers stared at the other man and said with a touch of emotion, "Time is cruel. In my memory, you are still a spirited young man, not a conservative and rigid old man. Look in the mirror, your face is full of fatigue and dejection!"

""

"Teacher, you are still the same. I can't see the ravages of time on your face. Perhaps it's because I'm not like you."

"It's an obsession." Inuyama He's hand trembled as he said in a deep voice.

Angers touched his wrinkled but maturely charming face. "Really? You've done a pretty good job as the head of the household, you've learned how to flatter~"

Inuyama He smiled wryly and remained silent. This wasn't flattery at all; it was clearly a heartfelt statement.

Don't be fooled by the fact that they look like two old men sitting together. In fact, Angers is an Englishman born in 1878 who is now 130 years old, which is equivalent to two Inuyama Hei.

"Why have you come after so many years?" Inuyama He asked knowingly.

"Tachibana Masamune is actually a member of the Oni Clan, and you bunch of idiots have been kept in the dark all this time. If I, the principal, don't come soon, are you going to wait until he takes over the Japanese branch and attacks the academy?" Angers said half-jokingly, but his tone was filled with extreme ruthlessness. He would not allow the academy to suffer even the slightest damage, after all, it was his reliance for revenge and the culmination of his life's work.

Inuyama He was stunned.

Dumbass?

The adjective was strangely endearing and less insulting; in fact, he felt that "idiot" was a more fitting description.

Yes, that's right, the current Snake Clan is a bunch of idiots!

Their once proud leader and the family glory he rebuilt have now become resounding slaps in the face, leaving every member of the Eight Families feeling utterly ashamed.

Previously, he looked down on Kassel College and the bloodline of the four monarchs, and was extremely proud of his own White King bloodline. Now, Inuyama He is almost starting to wonder if the White King bloodline affects intelligence.

Otherwise, how could the White King have dared to start a rebellion in the first place? And then he got humiliated and beaten to a pulp by the Black King in the sea!

"The person who can manipulate all of this behind the scenes is no ordinary person. I felt it was necessary for me to come here," Angers raised an eyebrow.

He shrugged. "Otherwise, I'd be dancing with Ms. Jenny in a Paris ballroom right now!"

Sensing the vibrant energy and high morale emanating from the other person, Inuyama He was momentarily stunned, as if he were still that defiant young man. But when he looked down, he saw that his hands already had age spots and wrinkles.

"Teacher," he stood up abruptly, bowed deeply, and said solemnly, "The Neon Branch is at your command."

Angers waved his hand casually, "Just cooperate according to the procedures. I came here to ask you about someone, that old bastard Uesugi Koshi, is he still alive?"

Over the next three days.

Erii, as usual, toured Tokyo, visiting all the major and minor attractions.

Erii witnessed a young couple getting married at Meiji Shrine and wrote on a wooden plaque, "I am in love with the world."

Standing atop the Tokyo Tower, overlooking the breathtaking night view, then jumping off and randomly scaring several passersby to death.

Feeling the overwhelming crowds at Shibuya Crossing, she inexplicably felt an urge to twist her limbs and scream.

Holding a top-tier black card, he went on a shopping spree in Akihabara, giving travelers from all over the world a shocking experience as the head of a top-tier chaebol family.

However, during this time, the ghosts seemed to have all died suddenly, and she did not notice any tails watching her.

Well, aside from our own people who don't trust their own safety.

But Erii knew that this was just the calm before the storm!

That night.

The enforcement bureau mobilized its entire force.

Led by Genjiro, all the specialists went to the mountains more than 60 kilometers outside Osaka.

Fuma Kotaro also led his most elite ninja army, preparing to deliver a devastating blow to the Demon Clan.

Through joint investigation, the lair of the Ghost Clan has been uncovered.

Chu Chu Chu!

Helicopters swept across the sky, and executives dressed like special forces rappelled down into the deep forests bordering Osaka and Nara.

As soon as Kotaro Fuma's ninja army landed, they vanished without a trace like ghosts. They had their own set of combat habits and were not good at cooperating with outsiders.

"Crow, proceed according to plan," Genjiro ordered.

Soon, an antique wooden building appeared in the valley ahead.

With mountain streams flowing down and pavilions and terraces scattered along the way, it resembles a mountain inn that emphasizes understated luxury.

Gokurakukan!

The Ghost Clan disguised themselves as a luxurious casino!

Crow put down his rifle, picked up the thermal imaging device developed by the Rockflow Research Institute, and after confirming that there was a human-shaped heat source in the courtyard, he gestured backward.

"One last check," Sakura Yabuki reminded him.

All specialists quickly and quietly inspected firearms, ammunition, and communication equipment.

Whether they are hybrids or demons, they are ultimately just mortal beings. How many can truly excel? The 7.62 bursting with fire can overcome most obstacles.

Even Genjiro carried a submachine gun, and besides two knives, he also had several grenades tucked into his waistband.

"Smoke bomb," Yaksha said, launching the first one.

In an instant, the entire courtyard and the central detached building were shrouded in thick smoke.

They all put on thermal imaging masks and swiftly and decisively entered the area, opening fire on anyone they saw.

Bang bang bang!

Gunshots, grenades, and grenade explosions rose and fell, startling the birds in the mountains.

The offensive was as fierce as a tsunami, penetrating deep into the heart of the Paradise Pavilion with unstoppable momentum, leaving the demons utterly defeated and disarmed.

"No," Yuan Zhisheng frowned, "there are too few people, they're all cannon fodder."

Everyone realized this as well, and after the building quieted down, they quickly began to check it. An ominous atmosphere permeated the air.

At this moment, Kotaro Fuma emerged from the depths with several trusted confidants.

They quietly slipped underground and thoroughly explored the area.

"Master, you've studied Chinese culture, so you know these two idioms, right?" Fuma Kotaro's exposed eyes revealed a seriousness: "Shedding one's skin like a cicada, luring the tiger away from the mountain."

Yuan Zhisheng already knew what the other party meant, and immediately contacted the Executive Bureau headquarters.

"Bang!" Fingel's muffled chewing sounds rang out. "We're all fine here, baba baba. This fried rice is really delicious. Don't worry, with Brother Ye Sheng here, the sky won't fall."

"Senior, don't talk nonsense. I can't withstand the collapse of the sky," Ye Sheng retorted helplessly.

Just as Yuan Zhisheng was about to breathe a sigh of relief after hearing their conversation, he heard a "bang" from his public earpiece.

"Damn it, this isn't the Middle East!" Fingel cursed, "A helicopter crashed into a building!"

At the same time, Princess Kaguya's stern voice rang in the ears of all the agents.

"Warning! Genji Heavy Industries is under attack from multiple directions using firearms!"

"Bang bang bang"

Fingel's shouts and curses were instantly drowned out by the powerful explosion.

(Herzog's life countdown, how do you want him to die?)

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