Simultaneous Transmigration: Minor Characters Don't Be Cannon Fodder

However, this time, before he could even swing his longsword...

One of the heads of the Yamata no Orochi suddenly opened its mouth and spewed out a blazing dragon's breath.

"not good!"

Yuan Zhisheng was caught off guard by the sudden dragon flame and could only hurriedly raise his trench coat to defend himself.

Fortunately, the trench coat was made of a special material that shielded Genji from most of the damage.

In the end, Genji only suffered burns to his right hand and right leg from the dragon flames, thus saving his life.

However, due to the interruption by the dragon flame, Genji was sent flying again by a claw as soon as he landed.

"Young Master!"

Upon seeing Genjiro being sent flying, Yasha hurriedly shouted.

He immediately opened the communicator and shouted into the other end, "Quick! Bombard him with missiles! Don't let him get close to the young master!"

"receive!"

A brief response came through the communication channel.

The next second, four individual missiles were fired simultaneously from a temporary fortress in the nearby dock.

Dragging its white, fiery tail, it tore through the rain and precisely struck the body of the Yamata no Orochi.

The shockwave from the explosion completely evaporated the moisture on the Yamata no Orochi's body, while also tearing out several charred wounds, revealing the pale white bones inside.

"roar!!!"

But the wounds could not stop the Yamata no Orochi's movements. This soulless husk was only blocked for a moment before it roared and charged at the surrounding soldiers again.

"What a monster! Even missiles couldn't kill it!"

Yaksha's face was pale.

Just when everyone was in dire straits, Genjiro stepped forward once again.

Despite the excruciating pain from his wounds, he unleashed his full power to 'Royal Authority,' instantly pinning the Yamata no Orochi to the ground once more.

Then, taking the opportunity, he turned and shouted into the communicator.

"Quick! Use all firepower! Focus fire on it! Don't let it get back up!"

Genjiro roared.

Then, more than a dozen fiery tails streaked across the sky, landing precisely on the body of the Yamata no Orochi.

At the same time, dozens of heavy machine guns loaded with armor-piercing rounds simultaneously aimed at the Yamata no Orochi and unleashed a rapid barrage of bullets.

A burst of light flashed, and soon the Yamata no Orochi was blasted apart, its flesh torn apart and its shape ruined.

Unfortunately, even so, the Yamata no Orochi remained standing, roaring defiantly in the arena.

It seemed to be an undead creature, impossible to kill.

Finally, just as Genjiro was bleeding from all seven orifices and about to lose his ability to maintain the suppression of royal power...

A figure dressed in a kimono suddenly fell from the sky.

He swiftly unleashed three slashes, severing three of the Yamata no Orochi's heads.

Then she landed in front of Genjiro, letting her long hair fly freely.

"A young girl?"

Upon seeing the newcomer, the panting Genji opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

Although they hadn't seen each other for a long time, Genji recognized his long-deceased younger brother at a glance.

He never imagined that this would happen at his most perilous moment.

His younger brother, whom he remembered killing long ago, suddenly appeared and saved him.

However, before he could even feel happy, the next moment Kazama Ruri turned around and he saw the other person's lifeless eyes.

"A young girl!!"

With just one glance, Genji noticed that Kazama Ruri's current state was abnormal.

Sure enough, the next moment, he heard clapping and excited, unfamiliar voices coming from not far away.

"Perfect, is this the ultimate creature?"

"Even as a god, suffering such a severe injury, his speed remains undiminished, and his body is rapidly repairing itself!"

"Perfect, absolutely perfect!"

"Come on! Continue! Let me see the limits of God!"

It was a masked man whose voice was excited, as if he were hoping that the Yamata no Orochi would break through all the barriers and rule the world.

However, as the clapper in his hand rang out, Kazama Ruri, like a black lightning bolt, clashed with the Yamata no Orochi, wielding a long sword.

In an instant, the blade sparked blinding flashes of light as it struck the scales.

Ruri Kazama and Orochi roared simultaneously, as if two monsters were entangled together, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

With a single slash, Kazama Ruri slashed away the claws of the Yamata no Orochi and leaped onto the high steel beam.

Then he assumed the stance for the Iaijutsu (a type of sword strike), suddenly swooped down, and swung his sword at the remaining four heads of the Yamata no Orochi.

Orochi was not to be outdone when faced with the flying Kazama Ruri.

It raised its tail, brandished a mythical sword, and the sky rose from the clouds.

It launched a counterattack against Kazama Ruri.

"Click—"

A crisp, soft cracking sound.

Kazama Ruri's katana was snapped in two, and splattered blood flew from her chest.

As expected, divine artifacts are not something that ordinary swords and blades can easily withstand.

Even with her chest cut open, Kazama Ruri's expression remained unchanged.

He paid no attention to his own body, stepping on the tail of the eight-headed serpent and landing on its chest.

Then, he raised his right hand and swung it out fiercely, punching through the Yamata no Orochi's scales, which were so thick that even bullets couldn't penetrate them, and destroying its heart.

He withdrew his hand, and black blood spurted from his palm.

Kazama Ruri looked up at the Yamata no Orochi and found that it was still erect.

It leaped up again, grabbed one of the enemy's heads, and once more raised its claws to smash out, forcefully snapping the neck of one of the heads.

And with the heart ruptured, a skull was also severed.

Suddenly, the Yamata no Orochi collapsed to the ground as if the power had been cut off.

Ruri Kazama emerged victorious in this battle.

"What a pity, it was ultimately just a flawed product."

"If it were a complete god, I'm afraid those mortal weapons and young girls wouldn't even be able to break through its scales."

The man looked regretful.

Herzog!!!!

Just as the masked man was sighing, Genjiro, who had been kneeling on the ground, finally recovered.

Genji quickly made a guess about the masked man's identity.

So he roared and rushed towards the culprit who had tormented the three siblings.

He raised his katana, ready to sever Herzog's head.

Unfortunately, before Genjiro's katana could touch Herzog, Kazama Ruri suddenly stepped in front of him.

He swung his sword to block Genji's Spider Cutter.

"Heh, as expected, Chishin, you've figured out my identity."

"But unfortunately, the person who told you my identity doesn't seem to have solved the problem in your head."

"You're still a bit too impatient!"

As Herzog finished speaking, a flash of light appeared, and Genji's hand, which was holding the katana, was severed and fell to the ground, spurting out hot blood.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

"Young Master!! You bastard! Get away from the Young Master!!"

Genjiro's ordeal enraged Yasha and the others, who roared and prepared to attack Herzog.

But the next second, countless dark figures suddenly appeared, stopping their movements.

"You are... the Demons!!"

Pressed to the ground by the suddenly appearing black shadows, Yaksha looked up at their clothes, and the name of this organization flashed through his mind.

However, no one responded; Herzog simply couldn't be bothered with them.

"Let's get rid of these irrelevant people. Now it's time for a long-awaited heart-to-heart talk between father and son."