If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

"Are they the fierce ghosts?" Lin Nian looked at Sakurai Hideharu's ugly expression and asked.

Lu Mingfei stood on tiptoes and looked towards the direction of the explosion, but unfortunately the distance was too far to see anything. Not even the lunar eclipse could peek into the situation there.

Chu Zihang looked at his Murasame, who was being held by Feng Mo Meidu, and then turned to look at Caesar. Sure enough, Caesar's eyes also had a hint of gold, but he quickly looked back at Chu Zihang and the others and shook his head. Shake his head.

The distance was really too far. Kamaitachi could only vaguely bring about the noise of explosions and firearms. More detailed noises could not be heard unless he got closer. However, judging from the intensity of the firefight area, it must have been much stronger. I'm afraid all the lethal weapons have been brought out, and the center of the battlefield must be littered with corpses.

As soon as they arrived in Japan, the smell of bloodshed was already hitting their faces. The fires exploding in the distance seemed to herald their burning future in Japan, and there was a feeling that the storm was about to come.

"I'm sorry, it seems that the Menggui obtained your landing time and location through some unknown channel, and now they have bumped into the defense line we arranged on the outside - don't worry, we have already prepared, and now we just need to evacuate with peace of mind. That'll be fine." Sakurai Hideharu said as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"We have just arrived in Japan, and our enemies have welcomed us so warmly? Wouldn't it be rude if we didn't go and see them in person?" Caesar seemed eager to go to the frontline battlefield to help.

"Ah? Will the fight start as soon as we land? This is a battlefield between people, right? Chairman, are you willing to do it?" Lu Mingfei hesitated, because this battlefield is different from before. Most of them have set foot on it. They are all battlefields with bloodless and emotionless things like dragons or Deadpools. If you cut the bodies of those monsters with a knife, they will not cry and beg for mercy, but will continue to roar and spit corrosive saliva at you. .

But the battlefield between hybrids and hybrids is also a battlefield between people. This is a completely different concept. If a knife cuts on a person, he will scream, wail, and even kneel down to beg for mercy, which will remind you all the time. You are killing your compatriots, and your compatriots also have wives, children, and families behind them. Although you are killing the other person for self-protection or for justice, you still don’t have that nightmarish sense of guilt. Reasons will haunt you and keep you up at night.

It's like Gongsun Wulong in "Wulin Gaiden", who has unparalleled tortoise shell magic skills. The thief saint Bai Yutang and his six-door mother can't touch the sunflower acupuncture points. In the end, because he killed too many people, he felt guilty and went to the Seven The largest black shop in Xia Town asked the Guanzhong hero for psychological treatment, but was taken down by an opportunity.

At that time, Lu Mingfei felt that Gongsun Wulong was really hypocritical. His martial arts was so high, so what if he killed a few people? If his martial arts skills were that high, he would definitely turn into a monster more terrifying than the Red Flame Mad Demon. He would do evil in the martial arts world and steal heroines from various sects as wives.

Until one day Lu Mingfei really became "unparalleled in martial arts". After he killed the hunter who came for Xuanhong in Bei'an subway, he had nightmares for a long time when he went back. To this day, he has not completely recovered from it. I completely recovered from that incident.

Killing someone is by no means as simple as picking up a knife and dropping it. Anyone who often kills people should know that if a person with normal views and conscience touches a human life on his hands, no matter whether he is at fault or not, he will be entangled with this incident and that human life for the rest of his life.

The battlefield is such a simple word, but it is definitely not a place that normal people can set foot on, so he instinctively rejects that kind of flesh and blood meat grinder, the real Shura field in the human world.

Lu Mingfei subconsciously looked at Lin Nian, only to find that Lin Nian said calmly, "If you extend your head and cut your head, you will be killed sooner or later. Killing now or later will make no difference."

He had forgotten that when it came to the topic of fierce ghosts, Lin Nian had always cut down one by one, and cut down a group when they came in. This guy's outlook and conscience were obviously deviated from ordinary people. In the past, Lin Nian Lu Mingfei doesn't know if Nian kills people and gives him nightmares, but now, Lu Mingfei can guarantee that this guy kills people just like drinking water. The constantly evolving dragon blood has damaged his head! Although he himself has this trend.

In the end, Lu Mingfei turned his attention to Chu Zihang, and finally found helplessly that Chu Zihang was already asking for his village rain from Feng Mo Meidu. This was also an out-and-out killer. For killing people and going to the battlefield, the opponent He has always been indifferent. Chu Zihang, who has reached the peak of his proficiency, is simply the living king of hell on the battlefield and the walking owner of Li Mei's BBQ restaurant.

What else can you say?

Lu Mingfei sighed and could only accept it. His teammates were all war mad, what else could he do? Do you need to think more before doing this?

"Please be sure not to do this. The Fierce Ghosts are here well prepared. It's hard to know what traps they have waiting for you. You have come all the way from home to come to our aid. This is also a scene that the Fierce Ghosts don't want to see. So we must do everything we can to prevent this from happening! You are new to Japan and have not fully understood the current situation and the enemy, so please stay away from the battle and wait for a head-to-head confrontation! "Sakura! Jing Xiuchun suddenly raised his voice, took three steps back, and bowed in a sincere tone. He seemed to be very worried that Caesar and the others would not care about anything and rushed directly to the battlefield with swords and guns drawn, which would ruin the trap of the cunning enemy.

"The fierce ghosts were ready to give us a big gift at the beginning. If we don't catch it, it will make them laugh." Lin Nian glanced at the direction where the explosion came from, "I'll go there, it will be there soon. , just to verify something.”

Hearing what Lin Nian said, Caesar and Chu Zihang stopped making preparations. If Lin Nian wanted to deal with this matter seriously, they really had no role to interfere. Although they had long expected that Lin Nian would be there after coming to Japan. Outside of the mission, I wanted to take personal revenge against the fierce ghosts, but I didn’t expect it to come so quickly. After all, this time it was the fierce ghosts who came to my door.

"Please be sure-" Sakurai Hideharu still wanted to dissuade him, but Lin Nian had already raised his right hand to indicate that he didn't need to say more.

"Lead the way." Lin Nian said.

Sakurai Hideharu looked up and saw Lin Nian's pupils, and found that under the butterfly black color, there was a touch of molten color. It was the characteristic of the molten pupils that would never go out. The mental coercion of not being angry or intimidating instantly made him feel... His urge to say something else was suppressed to the point where he couldn't spit it out in his throat, and a sense of panic naturally welled up in his heart.

"Yes." Sakurai Hideharu glanced at Chu Zihang and others behind Lin Nian, and sighed, "Then we also invite another special bulletproof and explosion-proof vehicle. We must go to the frontline battlefield under the escort of the convoy!"

Lin Nian wants to kill people, especially the fierce ghosts.

The surging murderous intent could no longer be suppressed. No one spoke at the scene, even the always lively Long Ma Kui beside Lu Mingfei fell silent.

"Aoi, Mido, Aiko, lead the way for the distinguished guests, and be alert to the surrounding situation at all times." Sakurai Hideharu said slowly as he looked at the three women.

"はい!" Three crisp responses sounded at the same time. He quickly walked forward and followed Sakurai Hideharu, turning back to motion to Lin Nian and others to follow.

Chu Zihang looked at Feng Mo Meidu and stretched out his hand to take Murasame back, but Feng Mo Meidu just gave her a complicated look when he passed her, and then turned around and walked forward.

When Caesar passed by Inuyama Aiko in kimono, he suddenly felt something extra in his pocket. When he took it out, he found it was the obsidian statuette he had given to him before.

The young and beautiful Ryoma Aoi walked towards Sakurai Hideharu, while turning back to look at Lu Mingfei with her hands behind her back, walking backwards, looking leisurely into the big boy's eyes, when Lu Mingfei showed a strange expression. At that moment, he suddenly stuck out his tongue playfully, turned around and quickly followed Inuyama Aiko in front of him, hugging his arm and sticking together affectionately.

The air suddenly became quiet, and the breath of chilling could be smelled in the silence. This was a precursor to gradually entering a bloody battlefield.

Maybe it was Lu Mingfei's illusion. Everyone suddenly stopped talking while walking on the red carpet. The men in black from the Mercedes-Benz convoy on both sides were silently paying attention to them. The power of the floodlights was turned to the maximum, covering the entire red carpet. The carpet was as dazzling as the desert at noon, the sea breeze no longer howled, and the waves stopped lapping. Everything was like a mime, but each other's footsteps could be heard.

He suddenly remembered the dry waterway he walked in Baidi City, the road to worship the king. At that time, the bronze snake-headed statues standing on both sides were watching them like this, in the empty bronze temple. There was only the sound of his own footsteps and breathing, but that time, what awaited him at the end of that road was destruction and death, so this time——

After the section of road that Lin Nian and others walked, a dark gun barrel was quietly placed out of the open window of the black Mercedes-Benz on the right. The barrel was coated with anti-reflective coating, and it quietly aimed at Lin Nian among the crowd. Year.

On the red carpet, Lin Nian took a step forward and suddenly stopped. When he turned around, what he saw was not the Mercedes-Benz, but Sleipnir hidden under the night sky. With his eyesight, he could clearly see the driver. The captain, who was lying on a chair smoking and dozing in the room, was enjoying himself leisurely. He was probably thinking about which small European country he should go to for vacation after returning from this trip.

"Mr. Lin Nian, before you rush to the battlefield, I would like to talk to you about a senior female figure who appears among the fierce ghosts recently and seems to be related to you."

"What?" Lin Nian turned around subconsciously.

The moment he turned back, the horn of a bloody war sounded without any warning.

This moment will come sooner or later, but no one would have thought that it would come so fast, as fast as a mountain fire.

"boom."

A violent explosion occurred. Under Sleipnir, which was parked at the end of the runway, the huge energy overturned the runway and turned the entire G500 into a ball of fire that lit up the sky! Scorching air waves and sound waves swept across the entire runway. The searchlights on both sides and the window glass of the Mercedes-Benz exploded at the same time, spewing out sparkling debris and splashing onto the red carpet!

The explosion occurred from the ground, lifting up the runway and soil, and then continued to tear upward the fuselage of the Gulfstream G500. The engine, fuel tank and piping system were instantly ignited, and then exploded, causing a miniature mushroom cloud to explode. Sleipnir soared into the sky for the fireball! The cloud was filled with hot dark red flames. The scorching temperature brought about a difference in air pressure. The constant exchange of cold air and hot air set off strong winds, and the red carpet on the ground rolled up, constantly exposing the soft brown soil below.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang's attention was instantly attracted by the fireball and mushroom cloud rising behind them. Everything in their insight after the instant secretion of adrenaline seemed to enter a slow-motion shot. Chu Zihang could see from the corner of his eye that Lu Mingfei's mouth slowly opened wide in that slow-motion moment, his expression was full of shock and anger, and he seemed to want to shout something, but the sound was drowned out by the explosion.

Chu Zihang wanted to draw his sword, but then he realized that Murasame was not in his hand at the moment. Then he looked up and saw a burning corpse falling from a height onto the runway. It did not struggle, but was burned into charcoal with black smoke rising - it was the captain of Sleipnir. Even though he had some blood, he still could not escape from this sudden catastrophe.

At the same time as the explosion sounded, a gunshot was fired in this slow-motion life-and-death second. The bullet that flew out of the darkness slowly shot towards Lin Nian's neck, who was staring at the fireball, at the moment when everyone's attention was diverted by the explosion. The angle was just in Lin Nian's blind spot.

Time Zero and Moment are indeed very strong. In the eyes of their owners, bullets are really just falling feathers, toys that can be dodged with a flick of the hand.

But the person who launched this attack also knew these two words too well, so he understood that this did not mean that shooting had no effect on these two words. It was still possible to hurt the users with guns.

- Just shoot in their blind spots and when their attention is distracted.

The supersonic bullet shot towards Lin Nian's neck. In that 0.1 second, the God's perspective could clearly see the strange appearance of the bullet. It was purple all over, with a spiral pattern engraved on the bullet head. The top was like a flower cracked open by a dum-dum bullet. A thin needle protruded from the middle of the stamen, and the surface was quenched with dark purple liquid.

It contained the darkest and most vicious malice, using a life and an explosion as a sacrifice, and shot at the high god on the altar.

"Bang."

Another gunshot sounded.

The muzzle of the Desert Eagle spewed flames, and the armor-piercing steel core bullet burst out from the muzzle, locking the straight gun line and hitting the purple spiral bullet that was shot.

The two bullets actually completed a perfect collision in the air, the forces offset each other, and the metals were glued together by the huge propulsion force and exploded into a round flower with countless cracks on the edge.

This reminds me of a collection in the American Museum of Natural History, which is said to be an accidental product left on the battlefield of World War I. It is also a strange metal object that was fused into one after two bullets collided head-on.

Looking at the entire human history, this low-probability event is unique, but it was reproduced today. To do this, there is no need to calculate the "locking time" of the gun, nor to think about the shooting angle and the kinetic energy of the gun. It was reproduced so easily.

And the help that helped this successful reproduction was a sickle weasel in the air, which perfectly brought back to his owner the sound of the first cold gun pulling the trigger, the sound of the mechanical chain when the hammer fell, and the explosion when the primer was ignited, so that the second gunshot was successfully triggered.

When Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei were attracted by the explosion, Caesar Gattuso was the only one among the three who did not cast his eyes on the fireball, because he had never retracted his sickle weasel since he landed. There was always a free wind demon wandering in the dark night sky, like a Jingwei holding a branch of stone to his sea-blue eyes, allowing him to see through everything.

At this moment, Caesar Gattuso stretched his arms straight, holding the Desert Eagle pulled out from under the windbreaker of the executive department at the end of his raised arms. Under the illumination of the fire, he looked like a gunman in a western movie. The explosion was the horn of the gladiatorial battle. He heard it, he drew his gun, he shot, and his golden eyes were as hot as fire!

The same thing happened in a split second. When Caesar fired his gun and Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei turned their heads, two of the three women behind Sakurai Hideharu, Inuyama Aiko and Fuma Midu, crouched down at an astonishing speed, with their legs bent, but their bodies leaned forward strangely as if they were going to kiss the red carpet on the ground.

In this prepared posture, Fuma Midu grasped the hilt of Juzumaru Tsuneji's sword, and Inuyama Aiko pressed down the Murasame in the scabbard held by Fuma Midu's other hand.

The two women raised their heads at the same time, and their red-gold eyes seemed to want to devour someone!

The hems of the gorgeous kimonos and suits were lifted up at the same time because of the high-speed sprint. The sound of the famous sword rubbing against the mouth of the scabbard was as sharp as a ghost's screaming. The cheeks wrapped in black clothes and gorgeous sleeves had become hideous like evil ghosts without knowing when!

Lin Nian did not look back. His eyes stopped at the pilot who was burned to charcoal on the ground. His eyes were slightly lowered. The fire could not extinguish the gradually strong light in his molten pupils. It was burning quietly and gently.

Two alchemical swords slashed at the back of Lin Nian's neck in an instant. At the moment when the blades were about to cut into the flesh and bones, two figures suddenly sneaked up from Lin Nian's left and right. They were Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang!

Lu Mingfei raised the dark dragon scale-covered palm of his right hand and grabbed the cut Sumaru Tsuneji. The sharpness of the alchemy sword itself cut through his dragon scales, but he could not make any progress! At the same time, the other hand clenched a fist and violently punched Feng Mo Meidu in the face. The whistling wind of the fist carried a terrifying force that was visible to the naked eye, causing the opponent to have to let go of his arms to block! Chu Zihang on the side clapped his hands on Murasame, bent his elbows, and kicked Inuyama Aiko's abdomen wrapped in kimono at the same time. The huge force caused the opponent to escape Murasame in pain!

The two women flew out at the same time, gunfire exploded, and a volley of bullets came. The shooter was Long Makui. The young and harmless-looking girl actually pulled out a short-handled MP5 from under her skirt. If you point it at Lin Nian and others, you will pull the trigger and die!

However, those bullets melted into molten iron before they touched Lin Nian and others, and were blown away by the hot air.

On Lin Nian's left side, Lu Mingfei's left hand was touching the ground, and his right hand was holding the blade of Suzumaru Tsuneji.

On Lin Nian's right side, Chu Zihang held Murasame in front of him with one hand, and also pressed the other hand on the ground.

There was a dull fire smoldering in the gaps under their palms touching the ground.

At the feet of the four people, two layers of fire rings of Junyan were nested together. Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang jointly released the Yanling, using a thousand-degree high-temperature barrier to block all projectiles from entering the outer ring. Within an inch.

The magazine of the MP5 was emptied, and the last cartridge case fell on the red carpet, but that was just a signal.

The sound of firearms being loaded and drawn sounded like a tidal wave. The men surrounding both sides of the runway uniformly pulled out various firearms from under their black clothes and aimed them at Lin Nian and others in the ring of fire. Some even He took out the RPG launcher for individual combat from the Mercedes-Benz, squatted down and put it on his shoulder, and locked the four people in the ring of fire through the scope.

Dead silence.

In the firelight, only Lin Nian's back remained motionless, his shadow swaying in the light.

Both Fuuma Mito and Inuyama Aiko were injured and returned to Sakurai Hideharu. At this moment, the man's face was extremely gloomy. He looked at the Mercedes-Benz window where the hidden gun was in the distance. The barrel of the gun had been retracted after missing a hit. , which made him curse in a low voice that they were all trash.

With a stern and heavy look on his face, he looked at the figure in the double ring of fire who always had his back to them. Lin Nian, the man who was their only target tonight, had his back distorted somewhat under the high temperature of the fire ring. Don't know the depth.

The adult had reminded them that if they wanted to assassinate Lin Nian, perhaps an explosion would be the most effective assistant. He was indeed very powerful, but no matter how powerful he was, he would be dragged down by the fragile companions around him, just like a bird that was tired of protecting him. The lion king who lives among the lions, this is also his most fatal weakness, a weakness that the fierce ghosts need to grasp firmly.

Because once there are no weak companions around Lin Nian, the fierce ghosts will be greeted by a "fierce ghost" who is truly superior to them, who will drag them out one after another from the dark corners and eat them alive. .

Sakurai Hideharu lowered his eyes and looked gloomily at the three men next to Lin Nian in the ring of fire. They were all wearing windbreakers from the executive department of the headquarters. Their pupils were burning brighter than the firelight behind them. In that moment, every second The outstanding bloodline and quality displayed simply made them feel ashamed and frightened.

It was obvious that during this trip to Japan, Lin Nian had no weak companions around him. The Fierce Ghosts would analyze Lin Nian. Is it possible that the secret party would not do the same thing?

So this time, the Lion King is surrounded by only the most ferocious and brave lions in the tribe. He comes to Japan in a truly prosperous posture to fight and fight. He has no weaknesses, fierce fangs and roars caused by hunger.

Sleipnir was the only chance to distract Lin Nian. Sakurai Hideharu had missed it at the moment, so there would never be another chance like this.

At this time, he remembered for no reason what the adult had said to him before he left. The smiling but devoid of warmth under the black eyeshadow reflected the man who was kneeling on his knees to receive orders, and the cold and intellectual voice still surrounded him. In his ears:

"If the plan doesn't succeed, there won't be any punishment! Failure of the plan may be the biggest nightmare you will face."

Sakurai Hideharu just looked at the back figure in the ring of fire, and his back was wet with cold sweat unconsciously. But when he came back to his senses, he suddenly realized that at some point, the back figure in the ring of fire had turned to the front. , he also saw clearly again the face of the man who had been mentioned countless times by the lord, the king, Ryoma, and those top figures - no, maybe what he really saw at this moment was just the other person's eyes, which finally lit up. 's eyes.

The temperature of human eyeballs is almost the same as the temperature of the human body. However, the organ shaped by the twelve gospels called Rongtong can break this boundary. The butterfly black contact lenses covering the surface of the eyes are burned little by little. Turned into ashes, revealing those molten red eyes.

After the ring of fire disturbed the air, Lin Nian, whose figure was twisted, looked at Hideharu Sakurai and the women around him. His eyes were filled with blood-chilling blood.

A big hand seemed to have traveled through space and tightly grasped Sakurai Hideharu's body. He felt that every cell in his body was being squeezed invisible!

His eyes were wide and even bulging out of their sockets, unable to understand what was happening. But when he saw the three women around him with the same painful expressions from the corner of his eye, he realized that this was not the effect of the spirit of words, but the pressure from the bloodline!

A field that did not belong to the Word Spirit spread out, affecting all creatures within a radius of a kilometer. The fingers of the fierce thugs holding guns trembled on the triggers, and the blue veins crawled on their scalps like snakes, but they could not control their flesh even a little bit!

This is the simplest and most common pressure brought by the bloodline advantage.

A look, a fierce and murderous thought, can make these lowly guys on the verge of death.

Anger.

This is the emotion in the pressure, and everyone can feel it.

It is anger, but it has never been vented in the form of roaring.

Therefore, this anger is bound to be more terrible. In the molten pupil, the temperature that has been accumulated for a long time is smoldering, and it seems to burn the land that has just landed into a vast scorched earth.

Sakurai Hideharu only felt that he began to feel a paralyzing pain all over his body. Something was warning him that death was approaching. That was an inescapable fate.

Perhaps when the letter of appointment fell on his head, he pushed open the door in the new Paradise Pavilion with joy and saw the legendary adult's back that made people sink and surrender, and the other party looked back and saw his cold smile, it was destined that this moment would eventually come.

A field gradually spread from Sakurai Hideharu's body. Under the threat of death, he actually broke out the most primitive desire to survive. The adrenaline in his blood had been secreted to a level close to toxicity. This also made him move his right hand abruptly under the suppression of Long Wei and take out a needle from his suit pocket.

The needle flowed with rainbow-like colors. It was the practice gift given to him by the adult.

"ふざけるな!" Sakurai Hideharu's eyes were full of bloodshot, and he bit a row of teeth. While hearing the harsh noise of broken teeth in his head, he desperately stabbed the needle into his neck!

The moment Sakurai Hideharu took out the rainbow potion, Lu Mingfei's eyes were fixed on the colorful color. That thing brought back a memory of his past that he hated and despised!

The rainbow potion was pushed into the blood vessels, and the oppressed field suddenly became silent for a few seconds. After a few seconds, something exploded in the man's body, and the field was released, instantly covering the entire dilapidated airport!

Word Spirit·Servant of the King.

In ancient times, the dragon clan used this word spirit to inspire humans and even beasts who were loyal to them and strengthened them into an army. This is also the reason why Sakurai Hideharu can be the leader of this mission. At this moment, he is the king of this battlefield, confronting the devil that the high-ranking adults in the fire ring are afraid of!

This feeling is really wonderful, just like the skin, flesh and bones began to melt, the body became very light and thorough, as if it melted with the surrounding air and the world, a large amount of information began to enter the brain through various organs and began to be sorted out and analyzed in an orderly manner.

All-powerful.

The rainbow-colored potion, the real powerful potion among the fierce ghosts. At this moment, he seemed to understand how those high-ranking adults could possess such terrible power.

It must be, they must have used this kind of thing, right? They use it all the time, and it becomes inhuman and terrible over time!

And now, Sakurai Hideharu has also stepped on this ladder! This step will also be the first step for him to achieve a high position in the future!

The expanding power brought a bloodthirsty desire and thoughts.

Sakurai Hideharu. He wants to kill the figure in the fire ring. He wants to do what even the king can't do, to get the favor of that adult!

The unknown rainbow-colored potion continued to explode in Sakurai Hideharu's body with terrible ingredients. He felt that he was extremely confident, and the previous fears and worries were like a joke-what if the sneak attack failed?

His words are invincible in certain occasions. Everyone present is an elite hybrid selected from the fierce ghosts! The enhancement of the King's Servant allows them to ignore the suppression of bloodline and chant countless offensive words and perfectly use the prepared hot weapons!

So what if it's time zero? There will always be a time when you can't avoid the saturation bombing! Under his enhancement, this army will be invincible!

"The fangs of the fierce ghosts! Now the biggest obstacle to destroying the eight families of Snake Qi is in front of us! For our common grand cause, for the bright future of our compatriots, let us dedicate our blood to the last moment, until it burns out!" Sakurai Hideharu suddenly opened his hands, as if embracing this new power, and also embracing the upcoming battlefield of blood and oars, and whistled!

His suit began to crack, and the sharp white dragon scales on his body continued to grow. The rainbow-colored potion spread in his body like wildfire. The joy that rose because of the power even tore the corners of his mouth, and the fangs broke the corners of his lips to reveal an ugly smile.

The red-gold eyes were filled with violence and desire for everything. He stared at the man in the circle of fire and declared war, "I, Sakurai Hideharu, will lead thousands of troops! Cut off the enemy's head! Achieve great achievements!"

The next moment, the soldiers should have roared in response to him, but in reality there was no roar.

In reality, it was dead silent.

His performance was like a one-man show, and the people in the audience looked at him with indifferent, cold eyes.

"What do you mean by thousands of troops?" Sakurai Hideharu heard the voice and asked him calmly.

The devil in the ring of fire stood in the blood-red hell, staring at him with eyes flowing with magma.

Blood was gushing.

The sea of ​​blood was gathering.

The sound of water had become incessant without anyone noticing.

Red liquid flowed over the searchlight, dyeing the white light into the color of blood, casting one broken shadow after another on the red carpet.

In the dark world illuminated by the red light, Sakurai Hideharu, whose face was still hideous, kept his hands open, but his eyes were lost, and he turned his head to look at the hell he had suddenly fallen into.

In this hell, the corpses that were clustered around them and lined up neatly, with blood gushing out of their smooth necks towards the sky.

Silence, solemnity, and a sense of weirdness that only hell can have.

On the nearly 1,000-meter runway, headless corpses were emitting bright red blood. In the silence, only the hissing sound of blood gushing out of the neck could be heard. The blood flow gathered on the runway to form another brighter red carpet.

The person maintained the movements before death, but the head was missing, and the hands also maintained the movements before life, as if they were frozen in place.

"I ask you, what are thousands of troops?" Sakurai Hideharu heard the voice of the devil in hell again.

In the ring of fire, the devil walked out, with blood dripping from the sharp claws in his hands, and the molten pupils reflected Sakurai Hideharu's face that began to twist because of fear and incomprehension.

ps: It seems that the black magic has been cast on Dou Yizhong