The Good-For-Nothing Demon King's Road To Killing Gods

In the study, Fujiwara Chiba was looking through the documents on the table while wearing reading glasses.

He has almost forgotten his age, one hundred and two? One hundred and three?

Even with the blessing of the divine blood, his body is still at the point of death. He needs a ventilator to maintain his sleep. The kimono that fit him well when he was young now looks unusually fat. Under the clothes is a shriveled and thin body, and his legs are as dry as firewood. , On weekdays, his secretary needs to push a wheelchair when traveling. Only when meeting the five heads of the Wushe family, in order to maintain his dignity, he insists on walking with a cane.

Unknowingly, he was already a dying person, not knowing which night he would die in his sleep.

He opened the latest intelligence received. On the first page of the folder was a photo of an elegant middle-aged man wearing a Chinese tunic suit. The man in the photo had firm eyes and a hand-rolled cigarette in his hand.

Fujiwara Chiba took off her thick reading glasses, leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes to relax, feeling deeply moved by the photo.

My nerves have been tense all the time these years, and I dare not relax at all. The reason for all this comes from the man in the photo. That man is like a poisonous snake in the dark watching his every move. In the decades of overt and covert struggles, everyone has Everyone has their own victory or defeat, but as they get older and less energetic than before, the evil ghosts are finally at a disadvantage.

He is already old and about to die, so why won’t that man grow old?

What a difficult enemy to deal with. Once you provoke him, you will hate him until death.

The sound of documents being turned around on the table came to his ears. Fujiwara Chiba opened his eyes suddenly. A man in a suit and leather shoes was standing next to the table. The man wore a terrifying ghost mask on his face and was looking at the table to himself. files on.

Fujiwara Chiba's residence is an old-fashioned house owned by the ancestors of the Fujiwara family. It covers a large area and has more than twenty rooms. It also has a yard with cherry blossom trees and a fish pond. Because he wanted to maintain the original appearance of the old house, no advanced security measures were installed in the courtyard. However, there were many servants of the Fujiwara family guarding both inside and outside the courtyard. It was impossible for ordinary people to break into their study room without anyone noticing.

"I didn't expect that even a person like Mr. Chiba would lament the passage of time." The man wearing a ghost mask also looked at the photo and suddenly realized: "It turns out that he saw his old rival and was inspired by it."

In Japan, no one dared to talk to Fujiwara Chiba like this.

"How is the situation going?" Fujiwara Chiba did not show any dissatisfaction. After all, the man in front of him was his hope for survival.

"The latest evolutionary medicine has been tested successfully. It is perfect. It can be called the greatest genetic project in the human world!" The masked man threw away the documents in his hand, pulled up a chair and sat down, crossing his legs and not treating himself as an outsider at all. " As long as you inject this potion, your body will be rejuvenated immediately, and within a few days you will be younger than the Principal Long you envy! What you are powerless to do now will be extremely powerful then! And there will be no side effects! "

"so."

Fujiwara Chiba suppressed her inner excitement.

The masked man continued, "So the price is a little more expensive than what we agreed on before."

"Say." As a seasoned businessman, Fujiwara Chiba is naturally very familiar with the bargaining techniques in the mall, but the thing in the man's hand has a fatal temptation for him. If it is just about money, it is not worth wasting time. He can't wait I want to have that potion.

As the head of Japan's Five Photographers family, Fujiwara Chiba has not never tried to use the power of his family to develop the medicine of evolution. He has unique conditions in terms of money and technology, but the research of the medicine of evolution requires a large amount of divine blood. Monsters used as materials, the monsters that can be captured in Japan are far from enough to sustain this research, so people can only be sent to various parts of the world to hunt and then transport them back to the country. The damn Night Watch Academy is blocking his progress all over the world. The closest the plan came to success was when a cargo ship filled with monster corpses was about to enter a Japanese port, but was bombed inexplicably. Everyone knew it was the Night Watch Academy's fault. Later, he also tried to set up a research center abroad, but he was still watched by the Night Watch Academy and couldn't proceed at all.

About ten years ago, the man in front of me came to him and claimed that he had a way to conduct this research, but he needed a lot of funds and the support of the demons. Fujiwara Chibamoto said at the time that he could not do anything in Japan. No one could do it and drove the man out, but a few days later the man asked to see him again. The difference from the first time was that this time the man brought a cargo ship of monster corpses, winning the trust and support of Fujiwara Chiba.

Even he couldn't figure out the background behind this man.

In the past ten years, the man's experiments have progressed rapidly, and he has brought three newly developed samples to Chiba Fujiwara. However, those samples had extremely side effects, and the people who were experimented all turned into irrational ghosts.

But it has to be said that each sample is more perfect than the last one, and the side effects are gradually reduced. The third batch of drug testers have survived to this day. Judging from the latest information submitted by the people below, those testers have not had any symptoms. abnormal.

This war is about to break out. Fujiwara Chiba has been considering whether to directly inject the medicine brought by the man for the third time these days. After all, he no longer has time to wait.

Unexpectedly, the man actually brought him such great news at this time.

The man took out two tubes of medicine from his pocket. The transparent glass tubes contained pure golden liquid.

"As you know, in order to develop this perfect evolutionary medicine, our God-Serving Society paid a huge price. Many young and outstanding members died during the experiment, so the price is naturally higher."

"Stop these tricks and just tell me your price!"

"Exciting! Two perfect evolutionary medicines are priced at 200 million US dollars!" The masked man raised two fingers.

"This is twice as expensive as the price we negotiated before! Not only did you, the Samurai God Society, pay the price for it, but the evil ghosts also invested tens of billions of dollars!" Although he said this, Fujiwara Chiba almost felt in his heart. He agreed to this condition in an instant, and a mere two hundred million US dollars was nothing compared to his own life.

"Mr. Fujiwara, as we are both Japanese, this is the lowest friendship price I can offer. The one from Night Watch Academy has a higher offer." The man put away the potion and put it in his pocket.

"How to ensure that this potion is really effective?" Fujiwara Chiba said.

"It's easy." Seeing that the business was about to be concluded, the man took out the prepared syringe from his pocket, sucked the medicine in, and then made a gesture to Fujiwara Chiba.

Fujiwara Chiba understood and pressed the button on the table. The masked man stood behind the study door.

But after a while, a woman's voice came from outside the house.

"Come in." Fujiwara Chiba shouted.

The maid opened the wooden door and walked in. The masked man instantly inserted the needle into the maid's neck. As the golden liquid in the needle was pushed into the maid's body, her body did not change as expected.

The maid fell to her knees in confusion, begging Fujiwara Chiba not to kill her.

Fujiwara Chiba looked at the masked man, obviously dissatisfied with the result.

The masked man smiled and took off the long knife on the wall, walked up to the maid with the knife, and in the maid's horror, the knife penetrated her abdomen, and the maid fell to the ground.

The masked man hung the long knife stained with light golden blood back on the wall.

"Please look."

A faint golden blood came out of the maid's abdomen, and the wound on her abdomen healed quickly. However, after a while, the maid who fell to the ground regained consciousness. She was confused and didn't know what had just happened, and she knelt on the ground again to apologize.

"Get out." Fujiwara Chiba said.

As if she had been granted amnesty, the maid quickly got up and ran out.

What happened in front of him caused a huge shock to Fujiwara Chiba. Even his body when he was young could not have such a strong recovery ability. The maids in charge of sundries in the house are all ordinary people. Divine blood is a fatal poison for ordinary people. This medicine can actually kill the maids without killing them. Granting her powerful healing abilities.

If you have the mass production of this medicine, you can quickly build an army composed of gods!

"How's it going?" The masked man said proudly.

"Twenty million U.S. dollars will be credited to your account early tomorrow morning." Chiba Fujiwara couldn't demonstrate the urgency in her heart.

Unexpectedly, the masked man shook his finger, took out the remaining one and played with it in his hand.

"There were two of them just now. Two hundred million US dollars was a very fair price, but now I have the only one in the world."

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out of here alive! My patience has its limits!" Fujiwara Chiba said angrily. He was fed up with being repeatedly threatened by others who took advantage of his weaknesses.

"Of course you can kill me, but then you won't be able to get the only perfect medicine of evolution that I have in the world."

The masked man looked at Fujiwara Chiba, as if he understood his thoughts, and spoke again: "Of course, I can't do this medicine alone. You can kill me and send someone to take over the Samurai God Society, promising money and rights. My unreliable subordinates might join the evil ghosts, many of them are originally from the Wushe family."

"But Fujiwara-sama needs to think carefully. Even if the Samurai God Society has mastered the developed technology, it will take at least half a month to complete it. But I know that Principal Long will arrive in Japan soon. Besides, Can you wait with your current body?"

Fujiwara Chiba's face became increasingly ugly, and the masked man grasped his sore spot perfectly.

"Say your terms."

"I want that Tiancongyun Sword." The masked man said directly.

Fujiwara Chiba frowned, not understanding what the man wanted with that sword.

"That sword is not with me. You should ask the Emperor for it!"

The masked man shook his head: "I think we should be more honest. After all, what we are discussing is a major matter concerning your life and death and the success or failure of the evil ghosts."

"What do you want it for? It's just a decoration." Fujiwara Chiba asked.

According to legend, Susano-o killed the Yamata-no-Orochi with the Amahaha Sword, and found a sword in the body of the Yamata-no-Orochi. He named it the Amansugaun sword and dedicated it to his sister Amaterasu. It was later collected by the Emperor of Japan and later Fujiwara Chiba exchanged it for a fake one, but he kept the real one hidden in the underground vault.

However, like Tian Yu Yu Zhan, first of all, it is not known whether this legendary artifact is true or false. Secondly, even if it is true, who can stab it into the heart of a god? Therefore, the collection is far greater than the actual combat value.

"I share the same hobby of collecting as Mr. Fujiwara." The masked man replied calmly.