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"Gulp, gulp..."

High up in the tree, a handsome young man in a blue short-sleeved shirt looked down at his companion with a look of disgust.

The man was tightly biting the neck of his still-breathing prey, frantically swallowing blood.

"Gadilu, how are you any different from a wild beast?"

The vampire's head was hidden in the shadow of his hood. He paid no attention to the boy's taunts. He just kept drinking blood frantically. The people he drank blood from quickly lost all color, their eyes rolled back, and they fell silent.

Then, he slowly put down the corpse in his hand, raised his head to look at the boy, revealing a cold, middle-aged man's face, with sharp teeth and blood still remaining at the corners of his mouth, like a demon.

He said calmly, "Chris, I am my master's 'teeth,' and biting my prey is simply my job."

Then he added, "Actually, you shouldn't have come along. For the hunt, I alone are enough."

Chris shrugged: "It's so boring being with them, and with all the trouble you're causing, Uncle Storm is worried you'll mess with someone powerful, so he sent me over to check on you."

“Speaking of which…” Chris looked at Gadiru with curiosity, “After absorbing so much essence, how much ‘power’ have you accumulated?”

Gadilu shook his head and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Not much. I awakened too late. My strength is probably about the same as yours now, a little stronger than those two trash, Mature and Vice."

"If it weren't for the operation a few days from now, I wouldn't bother drinking the blood of these inferior creatures." He spat. "They have almost no vital essence and a cheap, fishy smell."

With that, he turned and walked deeper into the woods: "I've taken care of all seven guys. I'm going to start the next hunt."

Chris shook his head, remaining standing on the tree without moving, simply watching Gaddi leave, a disdainful sneer on his lips: "Just like Madonna, she thinks she's one of the Eight Kings, but in reality she's nothing but a lowly species, a bloodthirsty piece of trash."

As Gadil departed, his movements swift and his eyes fierce. He muttered disdainfully, "The so-called Four Heavenly Kings might have been so in the 'Great Age,' but now we live in the 'Lawless Age.' How much of your proud power can you still exert...? I am different. As my master's 'Fang,' as long as I hunt enough prey, even that old bastard Storm will never be my match in the end..."

"At that time, I may become the person my lord values ​​most..."

Whispering to himself, Jia Dilu quickened his pace.

Then, as he was moving rapidly forward, his eyebrows twitched, and his running figure immediately stopped.

Then he immediately dodged into the bushes.

After concealing himself, his cold eyes peered through the gaps in the bushes, fixed on the direction he was about to descend the mountain.

"Shh...shh..."

The sound of an object moving through the woods, rustling through the flowers, grass, and trees, grew louder as it approached.

A minute later, a masked man appeared in the eyes of the hidden Jia Dilu.

He held a sheathed longsword in his left hand, was tall, wore a black trench coat, and walked with a calm and composed demeanor.

They seem to be enjoying the pristine mountain scenery.

Another powerful figure has come knocking on our door?

Jia Dilu's eyes brightened slightly.

He licked his lips and waited silently for the man to pass by.

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Chapter 374 Joker Trick

As Jia Dilu crouched in the bushes, watching the man with the knife approach, his entire body tensed instinctively.

Although the opponent had a knife.

However, when faced with a "sneak attack," having a knife or not makes no difference.

Ten meters, seven meters, five meters...

A sinister smile crept onto Jia Dilu's lips.

The next second, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Looking down, he saw a ghost card gleaming with metallic light, firmly embedded in his chest.

when!?

He immediately looked up, only to see a figure rapidly enlarging in front of him.

The young man lowered his body and rushed forward quickly to the stunned Jia Dilu. His left hand was loosely holding the scabbard, while his right hand was already firmly on the hilt of the sword!

Jia Dilu's eyes flashed with horror. He tried to move, but found that the spot in his chest where the opponent's Joker had pierced him seemed to block the movement of all his motor nerves, and he was strangely frozen in place.

SSR-level sword skill - Joker Trick.

First, shoot a Joker card at the target, which will cause the opponent to pause their action after hitting them.

And in that brief moment of pause, it surged forward to its target, and then—

Draw your sword!

A crescent-shaped blade of light suddenly appeared in the forest, which was beginning to darken!

"Break!"

An arm flew up.

Amidst Gaddiru's screams, copious amounts of blood gushed from his severed arm and chest!

This one of the eight kings of the Yamata clan was severely injured and crippled in a single encounter.

However, he neither collapsed nor ran away.

Instead of running away, he let out a ferocious roar like a wild beast, and seized the opportunity when the young man drew his sword to pounce on him!

Just now, at the last moment, Jia Dilu decisively unleashed the "power" he had accumulated over the past few days by absorbing the essence and blood of dozens of superhumans.

Not only did it activate his body, which had been paralyzed by the flying card, but it also allowed him to raise his hand in time to barely block the opponent's slashing blade.

He even took a half step back at a crucial moment, turning what would have been a fatal wound that would have disemboweled him into one that allowed him to maintain his mobility.

With the residual power of the "strength", his only remaining left palm seemed to be covered with a light, illusory blue light.

The power of teeth!

A sharp hand slash suddenly lunged at the opponent.

Die!

"Shh!"

The air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

The bluish-green hand blade pierced the opponent's chest in an instant.

A ferocious glint had already risen in Jia Dilu's eyes.

next moment.

The opponent's upper body suddenly tilted to the side.

The seemingly inevitable piercing attack grazed past his chest.

As the blue light covering Jia Dilu's palm swept past, his opponent's trench coat seemed to be cut by a blade, instantly tearing open a huge gash.

However, if you miss, you miss.

Immediately afterwards, the arm was quietly grabbed.

Jia Dilu felt his already unstable power flow completely disrupted, and he was sent flying backwards into the air before crashing to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

“Interesting…” came the opponent’s teasing voice from under the mask, which was surprisingly young.

Jia Dilu glared at the other person, about to say something.

But then a large foot stepped on his face, and he immediately fainted.

"It's actually a member of the Yamata clan, named Gadiru?"

The attacker was clearly Atobe Sousuke, who had followed the trail up the mountain.

He sheathed his sword, squatted down, and pressed several times with his right hand on Jia Dilu's chest, abdomen, and near his severed arm. Immediately, it was visible to the naked eye that Jia Dilu's bleeding wounds, which had been flowing continuously, slowly stopped bleeding.

With his current abilities, he probably understands the human body's muscles and blood vessels better than the world's top doctors, and it wouldn't be difficult for him to block the flow of blood in the human body through certain means.

Then, he took out a can of hemostatic gel that he had brought with him and squeezed it onto Jia Dilu's wound to seal it.

After finishing his business, he picked up the Jia Di Lu in one hand and turned to head down the mountain.

After he left, Chris crouched in a tree some distance from where the two had fought and put away his binoculars.

A few drops of cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and he looked like he was still shaken.

"What a strong guy! Although he severely injured Gadgetzan with a sneak attack, he actually dodged Gadgetzan's counterattack, which was enhanced with 'Power'..."

“A guy with a knife… I can’t afford to mess with him for now. I’ll go back and ask Mature and the others first…” Chris turned around, leaped and disappeared into the treetops, quickly leaving in another direction.

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Atobe Sousuke, carrying the Kadeiro, hurried back to Bunkyo Ward under the cover of night.

He did not return to the dojo—he would not risk bringing the enemy to his doorstep.

Instead, they went directly to find the Celestial Being of Fenglin Temple.

Elder Tianren quickly arrived at his location.

Seeing that Sosuke was carrying Gadil like a drunkard, he immediately made a phone call to his subordinates.

Then, they put the unconscious Jia Dilu into a sack and took him back to the hotel room.

Furinji Tenjin crossed his arms and watched with Sousuke as the medical staff on the bed treated Gadiro's wounds.

After the medical staff finished and left.

Elder Tianren asked curiously.

"Is the person you arrested the murderer who hunted down superhumans?"

"It should be, at least one of them." Sosuke nodded.

"As expected of you, I just told you about this during the day, and you've already brought the person here tonight," Elder Tianren praised with a smile.

He didn't ask how Sosuke managed to do it.

Everyone has their own methods and trump cards; delving too much into their weaknesses will only lead to embarrassment.

As long as the result is good, that's fine.

Sosuke shrugged, then lowered his voice: "By the way, based on my deduction, this guy should also be one of the eight kings of the Yamata clan. Elder, be careful."

"The Eighth Prince!?" Fenglinji Tianren's eyes trembled slightly.

“No wonder…” He seemed to suddenly realize something, “If these people possess the method to extract ‘qi’ from human essence, it seems somewhat understandable.”

“This guy…” Furinji Tenjin stared at him for a long time. “I have never fought him. I wonder if he is one of the people I killed and who was reincarnated back then.”

"Furthermore, if he is indeed one of the Eight Princes, the interrogation methods will need to be adjusted."

Fenglin Temple Celestial touched his chin.

After all, the "Eight Kings" of the Yamata clan can all be reincarnated, and they have always been fearless in the face of death.

Killing them is not the end; they will descend upon their own kind who possess the Yamata no bloodline at the opportune moment.

Normal interrogation poses absolutely no threat to them.

"So, should we wake this guy up now?" Atobe Sousuke asked with interest.

"That's not enough. I'll call someone over and give him a high dose of truth serum."

Fenglin Temple Tenjin picked up the phone.

Ten minutes later, Gadil, who had been injected with an overdose of truth serum, was gently pressed on the head by Furinji Tenjin using a special technique, and then slowly woke up.

His eyes shone with a hazy, confused light, as if he were unaware of his own innermost thoughts.

The way he looked at Sosuke and Elder Amanto was somewhat dazed and foolish.

"What's your name?" Fenglin Temple Celestial began his interrogation directly.

“Jia…Di…Lu…JiaDiLu…” JiaDiLu answered blankly.

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Chapter 375 Who exactly is He, the Lord of Orochi?