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As long as someone creates an opportunity for the Daimyo of Takekawa to trap Sesshomaru, then he can't bear it.

Yes, this sacrificing stability, accuracy, and sustained power with a single sword, in terms of single attack power, even surpasses Sesshomaru!

Of course, the disadvantages are also obvious.

As long as Dio wanted to, he could easily dodge the knife.

But he didn't dodge, he wanted to use the most invincible, powerful, and shocking posture to convince the people in front of him and take Wuchuan City into his pocket.

In fact, from the very beginning of the battle, Dio's footsteps did not even move a step!

He was still in the original position until after the battle.

Sesshomaru's attack surface is extremely wide, and his speed is not slower than this sword, and he can accurately and perfectly control the direction.

The demon body is huge, the demon power is also sufficient, and the continuity is strong, and Dior can't dodge that kind of attack.

So for Dio, this knife is stronger than Sesshomaru's attack, but the threat to him has decreased a lot.

Moreover, this knife condensed all the spiritual power, and it was not dispersed, and after cutting Dior in half from top to bottom, there was no follow-up erosion.

What does this mean?

It's simple, it's equivalent to no injury!

The demonic light pillar can still continue to devour and dissolve Dio's body, but in the face of this knife, after the main attack, the remaining spiritual power can no longer threaten Dio.

With the support of a huge and abundant life energy, in just a moment, Dior's body that was cut in half gave birth to flesh buds and healed together.

Two breaths passed, just like dealing with demonic power, encircling and expelling the remaining spiritual power from the body.

This time, the vitality consumed in the face of a stronger attack was even less than that of dealing with Sesshomaru, and by the time the daimyo and the onmyoji came over, Dio had already recovered completely.

The careful-minded Onmyoji and Takekawa Daimyo naturally discovered these situations, so in the face of Dior, who could resist this knife without injury, and did not even need to move his feet, he was convinced, knelt on the ground, supported his body, and bowed deeply.

"Wuchuan Chende, meet the lord."

"Takeuchi Yushifu, meet the lord."

The six ninjas who were still alive also bowed down without saying a word.

From now on, Wuchuan City will completely fall into the hands of Dior.

He didn't try to control Takekawa and Takeuchi with the granules anymore, just like the demonic power, the spiritual power also contains the power of will.

Once the granulation is implanted, it is estimated that it will also be repelled by spiritual power, or purify the will belonging to Dior in the granulation.

And if the granulation is not expelled, but the will of Dior's granulation is purified, then the person who is implanted with the granulation may not end well.

The granulations will merge into their bodies, unconsciously rampage, and some will take on the nature of a perfect human physique, devouring the host into an unconscious mass of flesh waiting to be recovered by Dior.

And some will assimilate the host, which is the best ending, like helping Yoji Hiromura in the world of JOJO, to become a fool with low intelligence.

At the same time, it is also close to immortality.

And because he still has spiritual power in his body, Dior can't restore it to good condition like Yoji Hongcun.

As long as a person lives, even if he is a fool, there will be willpower in his spiritual power.

No matter what, they instinctively use their spiritual power, as flexible as they use their own arms.

Unless you become a vegetative person, then the spiritual power will be silent in the body, and there will no longer be the host's will to mix in.

But in this case, they will have no use value for Dior.

Truth be told, Dior thinks that the ability to control others is a very useful and extremely perverted ability.

In the lower worlds, ordinary people can become world masters just by relying on this ability and being cautious.

But unfortunately, from the beginning of the mew world, Dio discovered the flaws of this ability.

It can only be used against ordinary people, but anyone who has a little mystery can resist Dior's control.

Helping the shore of the JOJO world, is it true that Dior has not discovered anything?

No, it's just not necessary.

As long as you are willing to do things for yourself and are a talent, then Dior will have a corresponding tolerance for them.

And even if they are completely controlled, Dior retains their sense of self.

Tool people can only execute rigid procedures, and those who retain their self-consciousness can create more value for Dior.

The Hercules of the Mew World, before they finished analyzing the Herzi, Dio couldn't control them.

This is also because Hezi is also a part of the flesh and blood of the body, and after analysis, Dio can break through Hezi's defense and control Hezi.

But when he arrived in the world of Inuyasha, Dio found that this ability was completely ineffective against the supernatural.

There is only one reason, whether it is demonic power or spiritual power, it has its own will, and once it is discovered that outsiders enter the body, it will definitely be attacked by instinct.

Katsuko also has her own will, but after all, it is a type of body cell, and it can be driven straight by Dior to break through the defense.

But demon power and spiritual power, this is the main thing that belongs to the qi value.

The mystery in it, even if Dior parses it, he can use it himself, and he still has to pass the will level.

The ball of flesh stuck to the corner rolled over on its own, scattering the flesh and blood, releasing the evil vision, and then leaping to its feet and reintegrating into Dior's body.

"It's over?"

Evil views are very good at observing words and feelings, although the five senses have just been sealed in the meat ball, but now when you look at the current situation, you know that there is a fierce battle, and Dio has already taken Wuchuan City into his pocket.

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

"Well, let's go down and do a good job of pacifying."

Dio waved his hand, and Katsuko's armor sneaked inside, ignoring the evil sycophants, he knew what to do now.

"Yes."

The two of them responded in unison and took a few steps backwards before getting up and walking towards His Excellency the Castle Tower.

The action is rusty, it seems that he has been in a high position for a long time, and he has never done this kind of action.

"You don't have to be like me."

The two went down to the last floor, and Wu Chuan Chende stopped and stood at the door.

"If you don't want to, you can leave."

"Aren't we friends?"

Yushi Takeuchi had wiped the blood and his face was clean, but his face was pale, as if he had been coated with a layer of white powder.

"Moreover, with the protection of this adult, our Wuchuan City can be even stronger."

He understood what Takekawa Tatsutoku meant, the Onmyoji were not completely subordinate to the daimyo, and with their abilities, they could freely roam the upper class.

Coupled with the extraordinary power mastered by the Onmyoji, their status is even more highlighted.

Yushio Takeuchi has never sworn allegiance to Takekawa Tatsutoku, and the relationship between the two is just friends.

He is free and can leave Wuchuan City with his people at any time.

"Alas!"

Friend, our Wuchuan City, just these two sentences, Wuchuan Chende understands that he, a friend for many years, can't leave, and he is bound by his heart here in Wuchuan City.

Takekawa Tatsutoku was very happy, and at the same time felt sad for his friend.

"Then let's go together, as before, let's fight for tomorrow."

"Hmm."

The two of them reached out together and pushed open the door of the castle tower, facing their subordinates, whose legs were limp and had not yet recovered from Dior's might.

Two days later, Wuchuan City held a banquet, and all important officials and generals were present.

During the banquet, more than two dozen people sat behind a small wooden table.

There was a bowl of rice on the table, with a red plum in the center of the rice, a small steamed fish two fingers wide, a small pot of wine, a small dish of pickled radish, a bowl of unknown wild vegetables boiled in white water, and a small bowl of black miso soup.

Probably because of the alternate world, hunting is easier, and there is even a small plate of pork!

In Japan, pork is not a domestic pig, but a wild boar, and hunting can be dangerous for ordinary people.

For them, domestic pigs can only be called dolphins.

This banquet is not unsumptuous for the people of this era.

On the contrary, it is too rich!

Generally speaking, this is only eaten at celebrations or major festivals.

The food exudes an enticing aroma, and in the face of this aroma, the small pot of wine does not seem so attractive.

But they were silent, not daring to move easily, lest they lose their manners.

Everyone who comes here knows what's going to happen today.

After three rounds of drinking, before the meal was served, the main drama was played.

"Gentlemen!"

Wuchuan Chende stood up, after two days of cultivation, in addition to his lifespan, he recovered most of his vitality, and he was full of energy, holding a wine glass.

"I think everyone knows that two days ago, a stranger fell from the sky and had great talents.

I learned martial arts with Yu Shifu and Yiren and exchanged experiences, but I found that ......"

With that, he paused, removing the stiffness in his voice and accentuating the emotional expression.

"My talents are nowhere near the height of this lord, so I have decided to show my loyalty to this lord!

I believe that from now on, Lord Dior will lead us to Wuchuan City to a more distant future. ”

Without much nonsense, he raised his glass and looked around.

Onmyoji Yushi Takeuchi responded first, and also stood up and toasted.

So, the remaining officials and generals stood up one after another and bowed to Dio, who was sitting on the main seat.

The people who can sit here are all old people from Wuchuan City, and they have long known everything about the situation.

They knew that the matter had been decided a long time ago, and now this banquet was just a simple ceremony.

One makes Dior. Brando's justifiable ritual was also for these officials to recognize people, so that it would not be clear who their allegiances would be.

As for those who don't know the times, they can't sit here at all, and they have been cleared.

From this point of view, they knew the character of the future lord.

Resolute, domineering.

Although they were worried, they buried them in the bottom of their hearts and did not dare to express them.

The extremely aggressive eyes scanned the audience, and the sense of oppression fell heavily on everyone's hearts.

There was no one who was not afraid of death, and none of them jumped out to cause trouble, and after a moment, Dio showed a soft smile and also stood up and raised his glass:

"Gentlemen, drink together!"

After that, drink it first.

Everyone drank it all, the atmosphere was relaxed, and the scene immediately became active, and there was a happy appearance.

Of course, the most important thing is to deal with the food in front of you.

It's a rare goodie, not to mention civilians, even they can't eat it twice a year.

In particular, this bowl of fragrant rice and a small plate of pork need to be licked thoroughly.

This is not only due to the scarcity of food, but also to express satisfaction with the host's meal.

Dior tasted it slightly, yes, I didn't expect that in this era, the taste of food is not too bad.

Only the unknown wild vegetables, boiled in plain water, are slightly bland.

However, Dior is not a picky eater, even if he does not lack energy, he chews slowly and sweeps away all food.

When everyone was about to finish eating, Wu Chuan Chende turned his head sideways, and with a wink, the attendant next to him understood, nodded slightly, and stepped back.

Just in time for the end of the meal, three women in kimonos came with a waitress outside the door.

"Master Dior, please let my three daughters play a song for you."

Two of the three women were about fourteen or fifteen years old, and one of the youngest was probably only eight or nine years old.

Each holds an instrument and performs an unfamiliar repertoire.

I can hear that I still have basic skills, but this song is obviously practiced in the past two days.

Wuchuan Chende meant that Dio understood in his heart that this was planning to sacrifice his daughter and bind him to Wuchuan City.

Dio didn't speak, squinted his eyes, and looked slowly.

Others also pretended not to know, and after eating and drinking enough, they sat cross-legged contentedly, listening to the repertoire that they all felt was not perfect, and gently patting it on their laps or on the table, echoing the melody.

Pretending, as if hearing a peerless song.

After that, drink it first.

Everyone drank it all, the atmosphere was relaxed, and the scene immediately became active, and there was a happy appearance.

Of course, the most important thing is to deal with the food in front of you.

It's a rare goodie, not to mention civilians, even they can't eat it twice a year.

In particular, this bowl of fragrant rice and a small plate of pork need to be licked thoroughly.

This is not only due to the scarcity of food, but also to express satisfaction with the host's meal.

Dior tasted it slightly, yes, I didn't expect that in this era, the taste of food is not too bad.

Only the unknown wild vegetables, boiled in plain water, are slightly bland.

However, Dior is not a picky eater, even if he does not lack energy, he chews slowly and sweeps away all food.

When everyone was about to finish eating, Wu Chuan Chende turned his head sideways, and with a wink, the attendant next to him understood, nodded slightly, and stepped back.

Just in time for the end of the meal, three women in kimonos came with a waitress outside the door.

"Master Dior, please let my three daughters play a song for you."

Two of the three women were about fourteen or fifteen years old, and one of the youngest was probably only eight or nine years old.

Each holds an instrument and performs an unfamiliar repertoire.

I can hear that I still have basic skills, but this song is obviously practiced in the past two days.

Wuchuan Chende meant that Dio understood in his heart that this was planning to sacrifice his daughter and bind him to Wuchuan City.

Dio didn't speak, squinted his eyes, and looked slowly.

Others also pretended not to know, and after eating and drinking enough, they sat cross-legged contentedly, listening to the repertoire that they all felt was not perfect, and gently patting it on their laps or on the table, echoing the melody.

Pretending, as if hearing a peerless song.