Power Awakening: Awakening The Sun At The Beginning

Ten minutes later, Kenichiro Hashimoto came to the factory with more than thirty people. He was breathing heavily, with a look of worry on his face. It wouldn't be a big deal if the goods were lost, but it would be the most troublesome if something happened to Takeda Nobukun.

Kenichiro Hashimoto kicked open the somewhat shabby factory door with force. What he saw before him was the corpses of men in black covering the ground. The smell of gunpowder smoke and blood filled the air.

With an anxious look on his face, he rushed forward and started rummaging through the body. Just as he was desperately searching for the body, a weak voice sounded.

"Old man, everything is my fault."

When Kenichiro Hashimoto heard the familiar voice, his anxious expression relaxed slightly. He looked at the source of the sound with a face of joy, and saw that Chen Changkong was pale at this time, with a huge hole next to his heart bleeding. With one hand, he used the samurai sword that symbolized the glory of the warrior as a crutch. And go.

Kenichiro Hashimoto looked at Chen Changkong who looked weak. He looked distressed and began to curse the police officers. At the same time, he couldn't help but think: "Fortunately, there was no accident. It would be bad if there was an accident. You know He is planning to block the family just to help a son of God."

Kenichiro Hashimoto hurriedly said: "It's okay, I just lost a batch of weapons. As long as you're okay, that's fine!"

Chen Changkong walked up to Kenichiro Hashimoto with difficulty, and could no longer suppress the injuries on his body and fainted to the ground.

Looking at Chen Changkong who fell to the ground, Kenichiro Hashimoto quickly squatted down and helped Chen Changkong up, as if he was holding an ancient porcelain, for fear that he would break it.

Soon, several men in black stepped forward to help Chen Changkong, preparing to take him for treatment.

Kenichiro Hashimoto looked at Chen Changkong who was being carried away, with a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes. There must be an undercover agent involved in this matter, otherwise how could such a secretive activity be exposed? It seems that the organization needs to be re-investigated.

On a high-rise building about tens of meters away from the factory, Zhang Zeyu smiled. He looked at the people of the Beast God Cult leaving and couldn't help but feel happy. It seemed that letting Chen Changkong be an undercover agent was a good choice.

Zhang Zeyu was a little curious. He didn't know how Chen Changkong gained the trust of Kenichiro Hashimoto. The old guy probably rarely trusted his subordinates. Chen Changkong actually got such an important task for the first time. It seemed that the old man wanted to improve Chen Changkong's performance.

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Time passed in a hurry, and two days passed in the blink of an eye.

In a medical room, Chen Changkong was wearing a hospital gown and lying on the hospital bed with his legs crossed. He whistled and couldn't help but complain in his heart: "It's really disgusting. Captain Zhang didn't even know to check the situation. He just came up and shot me."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Chen Changkong answered.

Kenichiro Hashimoto opened the door and walked in. He had a kind face, holding a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a new katana in the other.

Kenichiro Hashimoto walked to Chen Changkong's side, sat down, placed the flowers on the table, and then raised his samurai sword and placed it in front of Chen Changkong. He opened his mouth and said:

"Xinkun Army, in the last battle, your katana was damaged and cannot be used. For this reason, I specially took out the legendary evil demon sword "Ghost Shadow" that I have collected for a long time.

"Ghost Shadow" is an evil demon sword originating from the legend. It was once known as the blade of ghosts and gods. Its name symbolizes darkness, death and terror, and it has extremely terrifying power.

"Ghost Shadow" is made from the blood of a terrifying A-level monster. The blade is pitch black and exudes a suffocating dark aura. The blade was inlaid with fiery rubies, as if the flames were burning in the underworld.

This knife has a strange ability. Whenever it is pulled out of its sheath, the surrounding atmosphere immediately becomes oppressive and cold, as if an indescribable demon descends from the abyss.

Its iron-cutting edge can easily cut through any hard object, even defenses as powerful as alloys. The blade contains strange power, capable of absorbing the source of the enemy's life and converting it into its own power.

But those who hold the "Ghost Shadow" will be trapped in darkness and madness. The curse of the blade will corrode the user's mind, causing them to gradually fall into madness and cruelty. Only a handful of those with strong willpower can resist the corruption of this curse.

Therefore, I hope Lord Xinkun can completely surrender this supreme demon sword. "

After Kenichiro Hashimoto finished speaking, he placed the demon sword next to Chen Changkong, then stood up and left.

Looking at Kenichiro Hashimoto leaving, Chen Changkong was stunned for a moment, and then turned to look at the demon sword placed beside him. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up. He just got an A-level weapon for nothing. It was indeed worthwhile to choose to do this mission. of.

Chen Changkong picked up the demon sword beside him and carefully observed the gorgeousness of the scabbard. He gently stroked the pattern on the scabbard of the Demon Sword, and was filled with curiosity as to what kind of weapon this "Ghost Shadow" was, so that it could be called the Demon Sword.

He decided to test the sword first to see how powerful this demon sword was. Chen Changkong pulled out the blade, and immediately, a cold and strange atmosphere filled the air, as if the entire room was shrouded in endless darkness, and the terrifying red murderous aura instantly condensed into substance and filled the air.

He felt a powerful energy surging on the blade, as if countless demons were awakening in it, trying to break free from the blade and start a boundless killing spree in the world again.

Chen Changkong clenched the handle of the knife, stood up resolutely, and started to walk towards the door. As he stepped into the corridor of the hospital, the blade left a distinct mark in the air, and the harsh sound accompanied every step he took.

Chen Changkong held the demon sword in his hand tightly, and the purple demonic aura spread from the blade to his entire arm. He raised the demon sword and breathed out lightly.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Changkong felt a wonderful connection established between himself and the Demon Sword. It felt like a connection with life, as if he could feel the Demon Sword's breath, its anger, its murderous intent, and... Its roar.

Feeling the erosion of the demon knife, the corners of Chen Changkong's mouth raised slightly. Is this the demon sword curse that the old guy said? If so, let me see how powerful your curse is! Immediately, he let go of his mental defense and allowed the demon sword's will to enter his spiritual world.

The huge black figure inside the demon knife showed a sneer on its face. This human being is so stupid that he actually took the initiative to let go of his protection from the spiritual world. Then don’t blame my subordinates for being ruthless. Human beings, turn into my body!

When the black figure opened his eyes, he found that he had entered a wonderful spiritual world. This world is not like the spiritual world it has encountered before. Everything here is so nihilistic and real. Wherever the naked eye can see, it is covered with gold, as if the entire world is made of gold. And that supreme sun hangs high in the sky, shining on the world.

It felt as if it was attracted by the light of the sun, and walked towards the sun involuntarily. It walked through golden fields, passed through golden city walls, and walked until it reached the sun.

The sun was extremely huge, almost occupying the entire sky. Its light is extremely hot and illuminates the entire spiritual world.

Just when the black figure was in shock, an extremely terrifying figure shone in his eyes. What kind of figure was it? Was it a god or the sun.

The whole body of the black figure began to tremble uncontrollably, and the huge figure began to shrink like a mouse. He said in a shocked tone: "Is this a monster? Is this really a human being? This is the legendary god!"

A golden giant that seemed taller than the sky stretched out his hand and held the black figure in his palm. The black figure that was originally thousands of meters tall seemed to have met a legendary god at that moment, as small as an ant.