Madam, I like you.

　The soldiers fired decisively, and the bullets shattered Mo Yankong, the sofa he was sitting on, and the glass table, and blood flowed.

　"What kind of assassin came here to attack at night? He died so easily. He scared me. You guys clean up this place." The casino manager laughed heartily.

　The soldier stepped forward to check Mo Yankong's body. His body suddenly stiffened and he stared at the gun muzzle pointed at his forehead with wide eyes.

　what happened?

　His body was clearly torn to pieces by quilts and bullets, and his head was like a hornet's nest, so why was the man in front of him still "alive"?

　boom!

　The soldier's head was blown to pieces by the bullet. Mo Yankong stood up, grinning with sharp fangs, and slowly walked towards the soldiers.

　Everyone was stunned. The casino manager was the first to react, shouting in horror: "What are you all daydreaming about! Shoot!"

　The soldiers woke up as if from a dream and pulled the trigger one after another.

　Mo Yankong's body shuttled through the torrent of bullets, holding a large-caliber pistol in both hands. Every shot could take the life of a soldier.

　"Why isn't he falling down? He's been hit by so many bullets and pellets!"

　"Monster! He's an unkillable monster!"

　"Run away!"

　The remaining people, including the casino manager, abandoned their weapons and tried to escape. As soon as they turned around, the casino manager felt a warm breath on his cheek.

　He was stunned and saw that the bodies of the soldiers next to him had turned into pieces. Their eyes were filled with shock and they didn't even know how they died.

　"Now, can you take me to see your boss?"

　Mo Yankong asked in a low voice, stepping on the body fragments and blood. The gluttonous beast jumped out from Mo Yankong's shadow and cleaned up the scene.

　“Yes… yes… spare… spare my life.”

　The casino manager was speechless and stammered, a hot current flowing between his two swords.

　Ten minutes later, Mo Yankong successfully arrived in front of the owner of the casino. After meeting him, there was not much nonsense and he put a stone ghost mask on his face.

　The owner of the casino was originally the target of the assassination, but after putting on this mask, the original person disappeared forever.

　As for the casino manager, he was taken care of by the Beast of Gluttony.

　ka ka ka-

　The Stone Mask ejected sharp bone needles and pierced the casino owner's head, completing the transformation in a moment.

　"From now on, your name is V. When you meet someone you think is beneficial to the revolution, let him wear this mask." Mo Yankong grinned and chuckled, his voice full of interest.

　The revolutionary mask is a mask created by Mo Yankong that contains thoughts. Anyone who wears this mask will become a vampire-like creature, but their thoughts are not transformed into a monster. If an analogy is needed, it is probably Pavel Korchagin.

　With a body of steel and a mind of steel, what changes will such a revolutionary bring to the crumbling empire?

　"Dedicate the Red Revolution to this country."

　After doing all this, Mo Yankong left Shambhala Street with the 1000000 gold coins he had won, with a smile on his face.

　-

　At the same time, under the cherry trees in the forest at the border of the empire, Mine and Tatsumi completed the assassination mission but were chased by the target's guards.

　Holding the Imperial Weapon [Romantic Turret - Pumpkin], Marin looked at the male guard not far away with disdain, "A boxer from the Imperial Fist Temple."

　The male guard proudly said, "Yes, I have been promoted to the position of acting master, but that was ten years ago."

　Marin sneered, "Now you've become a bodyguard for a nobody? How shameful!"

　"I can't help it. I was expelled from the sect for murder. Those idiots, aren't they learning combat techniques just for killing people?" The guard spread his hands. While talking, he was observing the weapon in Mayin's hand. This was the weapon that shot his boss, and it was quite heavy. After seeing it, he was sure that this bulky thing posed no threat to him. He grinned and looked at Mayin's body with greedy eyes: "I'll hand it over to the minister after I'm tired of playing with your body."

　Beside him, Tatsumi looked at the male guard in front of him curiously: "Hey, he's the guard from the Royal Fist Temple that you guys mentioned, Myne."

　Maine put her hands on her hips and gave a firm order: "Tatsumi, I'll leave him to you. I'm not good at dealing with guys like that. Also, remember to teach him a lesson and smash his mouth, otherwise I'll punish you severely."

　"I understand, leave it to me!" Tatsumi patted his chest confidently.

　The guard sneered: "Teach me a lesson? Just with this kid? I'm really being underestimated."

　"Uncle, you are the one. I advise you to keep an eye on him." Marin said with a smile.

　"I'm going to attack." Tatsumi reminded him, holding the sword behind him. His legs were wrapped with ripples, and his body disappeared as the ground exploded.

　"So fast!"

　The pupils of the guard of the Royal Fist Temple contracted as he sensed the sharp aura coming from the front. He clasped his hands together and was about to strike with a bare-handed sword.

　呲味——

　The sword body flashed with golden thunder, and the long sword slashed from the guard's shoulder to his thigh.

　"Impossible..." The guard's eyes widened, blood gushing from his body as he collapsed, unable to understand why he hadn't caught Tatsumi's blade. He had practiced barehanded swordplay for over a decade. Logically, even if he couldn't catch the sword's force, he could still use it to retreat.

　"I don't know why you want to grab my sword, but I used ripples to absorb the air on it so you can't grab it." Tatsumi shook off the blood on the sword and explained. He was stunned for a moment. He had carried out several missions in the past few days but was still not used to killing people.

　Da da da--

　Gunshots were heard behind Tatsumi, and he jumped to avoid it in panic. It was Main who was shooting at him with an imperial weapon.

　"what are you doing!"

　"I told you! I'm going to teach him a lesson! Why are you just going to deal with him so easily?"

　"Stop! Stop! Stop! I was wrong! I'm wrong and that's not okay!"

　After Tatsumi apologized, Main calmed down for a while, turned her head and snorted.

　Soon, the Akame members who were on the mission came over one after another to join them. From today on, Sau and Tatsumi had passed the "newbie period".

　Chapter 184: Beheading Zanke

　Death row inmate

　cut!

　the man

　cut!

　woman

　cut!

　Old man

　cut!

　Child

　cut!

　People begging for mercy

　cut!

　Cursing person

　cut!

　Desperate people

　cut!

　"That is, there is nothing in this world that cannot be killed. Only at the moment of death does life reveal its highest beauty. Killing is an art. In order to pursue the highest artistic beauty, beheading is necessary! Killing is necessary!"

　“That’s why I came to the imperial capital, the center of the empire. It’s a dream city for people like me, with countless

　Countless people, nobles, merchants, foreigners, soldiers, revolutionaries, killers, kill! Kill! Kill! Here I will hone my art of killing to perfection! "

　"Haha, hahaha."

　"Happy-happy-"

　In the shadows of an alley in the imperial capital, a man in a white coat with a crazed look on his face shook off the bloodstains from his broad-bladed hidden sword. Three soldiers' bodies lay separated on the ground, their expressions horrified as if they had seen some indescribable monster.

　The man squatted down, picked up a skull, and carefully observed the soldier's expression, his brow furrowed. "After all, they're just mortals. Such figures have no artistic value. Are there...are there those who, even before death, refuse to give up hope? Not fear, not despair, but faith in their own abilities, and the anger of failure based on that faith? I'm missing such a collection."

　"Tonight is the night of the hunt."

　The man casually threw the soldier's head away, jumped onto the roof of the building, and went all the way to the clock tower, the tallest building in this residential area. The man stood on the tallest clock tower, and the strange device on his forehead opened. The emerald green gem sparkled, reflecting the scenes of every street.

　"Who should I kill? A woman? A beautiful woman? Is there any rarer prey that can make my blood boil..." The man chuckled sinisterly and muttered to himself, and the third eye on his forehead reflected the figure of a black-haired girl.

　She was wearing a black sailor suit and walking on the dark and deserted streets, holding a red samurai sword, exuding a cold murderous intent that kept others away.

　"Oh? It's the same scent. That woman has killed so many people... There's no mistake. She's one of the wanted night raiders. Rumor has it they specialize in hunting down the unjust. Why is she out looking for prey so late at night? Is she after a murderer like me?"

　"Is the man next to him his companion? His eager eyes, filled with a sense of mission, are truly admirable—admirable—this is exactly the art collection that is most lacking."

　The man snapped his fingers, his face fanatical. "It's decided. The delicious food must be eaten first."

　-

　"what happened?"

　On the deserted street, Akame, holding the imperial weapon, turned around and looked at Tatsumi who was standing still with confusion.

　"The prey has taken the bait." Tatsumi chuckled.

　Chi Tong asked calmly: "Really? Then you want to deal with him alone?"

　"I'll be leaving for a moment." Tatsumi walked alone to a small alley not far away. As soon as he entered, he saw a strange figure. No, it was just a blank shadow, without any facial features, with a strange smile on the corner of its mouth.

　This is the figure that Tatsumi sees now, the phantom of the person he cares about most seen through the imperial weapon [Five Visions All-Powerful Observer].

　Tatsumi followed in a daze, and when they reached an empty space, he suddenly asked, "Do you know who I'm seeing?"

　"Huh?" The blank figure suddenly turned around, and the blank disappeared to reveal a tall man, who was the Beheading Zank who had committed countless murders on this street.

　Beheading Zanke didn't feel strange, "You can actually find something unusual. Are the hallucinations you see people who are already dead?"

　This situation is not uncommon. People often ignore their loved ones who they live with day and night, and only realize the preciousness of their loved ones when they are no longer around.

　Decapitation Zanke used the imperial weapon [Five Visions - Observer] to create illusions to hunt humans, and at least half of them were seeing their dead relatives or loved ones.

　The square was deserted, with no streetlights. The moonlight was like water, illuminating Tatsumi's face with a strange smile. "No, all I see is a blank space. It represents non-existence, or perhaps it represents the other side of the door, the path of evolution I pursue."

　"Non-existent? You mean you don't have anyone you love in this world? No friends, no lovers, no family, no one?"

　"unnecessary."

　"what?"

　Tatsumi spread his hands, his tone tinged with sarcasm towards the human race: "Socializing is just a human need. The more mentally fragile humans are, the more they need interpersonal relationships to maintain themselves... unless they transcend humanity."

　"What do you mean? What do you want to say?" Beheading Zanke asked doubtfully, his expression suddenly stiff, as if he had seen something incredible.

　The Imperial Gear [Five Visions - Observer] gave him extremely subtle observation skills, and he could now see that the body of the eager-eyed young man in front of him was undergoing strange changes.

　"This is... impossible! My muscles and bones are changing all over my body!"

　Click-click-click

　Muscles wiggled, bones shifted, and it felt more like a body reorganizing, transforming from one person into another. Even his clothes had changed to a black suit and windbreaker, matching the darkness of the night.

　Even the murderous Decapitation Zanke was shocked by this strange change. He took a step back and swallowed his saliva: "What kind of monster are you!"

　Mo Yankong changed back to his original form. He transformed into Tatsumi to attract Decapitation Zanke on a whim. He smiled and asked, "Decapitation Zanke, how many people have you killed so far?"

　Hearing about the killing, Beheading Zanke boasted, "How many people have you killed? Haha... Hahaha, do you remember how much bread you ate a year ago?"

　clap clap-

　"Not a bad answer."

　Mo Yankong clapped his hands and laughed, "But why don't you remember? I remember very clearly that up to now, I have personally killed 15,324 people.

　Humanity."

　Beheaded Zanke obviously didn't believe it and sneered: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

　"Haha, the night is still long and we have plenty of time to play. Come on, show us the weapon you are proud of, which is used for beheading." Mo Yankong held the steel sword behind him. It was just an ordinary standard weapon. Mo Yankong wanted to test the ability of this imperial weapon.

　[Five Visions - Observer], as the name suggests, has the five abilities of clairvoyance, farsightedness, foresight, future vision, and hallucination.

　Clairvoyance: seeing through someone's thoughts by observing changes in their facial muscles.

　Farsightedness, seeing things in the distance.

　Perspective is probably one of the abilities that all men want.