Chiaki Konoe's blood was boiling.

It wasn't an illusion, she could even clearly feel that she could exert an influence on this boiling blood.

For example, let the blood flow backwards in your own blood vessels.

Of course, this would put pressure on the heart and cause bouts of cramping in the heart, so Chiaki Konoe stopped doing it after just trying it.

However, feeling the real pain coming from her heart, she slowly lowered the Magatama in her hand, and for the first time in years, a smile appeared on her face as if she had encountered something interesting.

She knew that this sudden ability was due to the influence of Magatama, although she didn't know why, but at this time she could feel the special energy that continued to emanate from Magatama, and that energy flowed into her body from Magatama, turned around in her body, and then flowed back into Magatama again, which made her body produce a special power, another power that was completely different from the previous wearer who had become a muscular man.

Now she understood why, as soon as Magatama left that person's body, his body lost its muscles and returned to its original state.

That's because Magatama left his body, and he lost this energy that flowed through his body all the time, and the ability he obtained from Magatama disappeared, and naturally returned to its original state.

So if Chiaki Konoe doesn't want her ability to disappear too, she must also wear Magatama at all times.

As for what can be done with the ability to manipulate blood, Chiaki Konoe slowly drew his dagger.

The dagger slashed across the palm of his hand, and Konoe Chiaki did not frown, and a deep wound appeared on the palm.

However, under her control, not a single drop of blood came out.

"Sure enough, it's true! It's really, really interesting! The smile on Konoe's face grew brighter.

"So, what exactly is this? Magic? Or superpowers? Whatever, whatever it is. Konoe Chiaki controlled the blood in his body and began to gush out of the wound in his palm.

Suddenly, a ball of blood condensed together, as if it was wrapped in some transparent container, slowly rose on the palm of Konoe Chiaki.

There was also a stream of blood beneath that was connected to the wound on Konoe's palm, so that she could continue to control it.

Konoe Chiaki tried to let the blood flow that was disconnected, and directly controlled the blood mass to levitate on the palm of his hand, but the blood ball suddenly lost control and fell.

It landed on the palm of her hand, and it made contact with her body to regain control.

So Konoe Chiaki understood that the blood clump could only be controlled when it was connected to her body.

Later, Chiaki Konoe tried to control the blood mass to change into various shapes, animals, building models, and even daggers on the palm of his hand.

And she had an idea, controlling the dagger formed by the blood in the palm of her hand, and the blade vibrated slightly, as if it was the legendary high-frequency particle vibration knife, imitating the principle of the particle vibration knife.

Although it was certainly not as sharp as the real particle vibrating knife, when Chiaki Konoe took his metal dagger and slashed at this blood vibrating dagger, it was the metal dagger that was cut in half.

"Interesting! But why did that guy get the ability to become a muscular man, while my ability is to control the blood? Is it because of my thirst for blood? So what the guy before was craving was muscles? It is natural that you will be so thin and thirsty for muscles. Chiaki Konoe stroked his blood dagger obsessively, very satisfied with his abilities.

However, what Konoe Chiaki didn't know was that while she was studying her blood dagger, the emaciated man of the former owner of Magatama, whom she had let go before, was caught by a group of extreme people and taken to an abandoned warehouse near Tokyo Bay.

"Boy, where the hell is Magatama? Don't say you don't know, that's something that the big guys of the Yamaguchi-gumi want, and it's not something you can get your hands on. ”

The thin man was interrogated in the middle by several extreme men with evil shapes and tattoos.

What's more, the thin man at this time is in a gasoline barrel, and the gasoline barrel has been filled with cement, and only his head is still exposed.

"I really don't know." The thin man replied with a crying voice.

It's not that he wants to shield Konoe Chiaki, it's really that he was frightened by Konoe Chiaki's methods before, the dagger pierced the palm of his hand and pinned the person to the ground, and then the dagger stabbed the heart, almost killing him directly.

So that he is extremely afraid of Konoe Chiaki in his heart now, and it is also because of fear that he does not dare to easily divulge things about Konoe Chiaki, otherwise he will go back and get Magatama from Konoe Chiaki, if she kills her, it will be fine, if she is not killed, she will definitely find trouble for herself when she turns back.

Of course, the thin man is also very afraid that the gang of extremists in front of him will really want his life, so his plan is to resist first, if this gang of extremists believes in him, thinks that he is worthless, and lets him go, then it is naturally the best.

But if these extremists really want to sink him into Tokyo Bay, then he will have to explain.

However, what he didn't expect was that these extreme ways obviously didn't play according to the routine.

"Stinky boy, you dare to be hard-mouthed." His hair was dyed yellow, and he picked up the baseball bat in his hand and pointed it at the thin man's head.

The thin man who was already trapped in the cement couldn't even dodge, so he completely endured the strength of a stick.

With a bang, the thin man's neck made a clicking sound, and then his head softened.

"Hey, it's not going to be dead, is it?" The leading brother in sunglasses reached out and shook the thin man's head, only to find that his head was completely paralyzed.

"Ah, dead?" Huang Mao, who did it, was also stunned for a moment.

The poor thin man had a good plan, but the plan did not change quickly, and he was not sunk into the sea, but was directly killed.

So the next moment, Brother Sunglasses kicked Huang Mao's body and kicked Huang Mao out with a bang.

"Who told you to use so much force, what if people die? Magatama hasn't gotten it yet, are you going to explain it to Boss Sato? Big Brother Sunglasses roared.

"I'm so sorry." Huang Mao didn't dare to resist at all, and he didn't even dare to stand up, so he knelt there and apologized.

"I boasted to Boss Sato about Haikou, and I will definitely get Magatama from this kid, how do you want me to explain to Boss Sato?" Brother Sunglasses kept reprimanding a few younger brothers.

And a few younger brothers could only bow their heads and dare not speak, and at the same time, several people also hated Huang Mao in their hearts, if he hadn't been so heavy and beat people to death at once, how could this kind of thing happen.

"If I go to the people around him to investigate, I don't believe that his friends will know nothing." Brother Sunglasses gave the order.

"Hey." A few younger brothers immediately agreed.

"Okay, let's dispose of the body first, and throw it directly into Tokyo Bay." Brother Sunglasses glanced at the thin man who had died again, with an expression like eating a fly.