"Alas, what a pity, I thought we could be like-minded partners......"

Before the king could finish speaking, countless black shadows wearing hats and feet walked out of the shadows on both sides of the street.

The shadows surrounded them with knives and guns, and they all had identical faces, so pale as if the never-ending rain had bleached their complexions, and they could not see the whites of their eyes, and the bottom of their pure black eyes glowed with a hideous gold. His long hair, soaked in the rain, was scattered, his crimson armor was mutilated, and his forehead was tied with rotten strips of white cloth.

All of Ashigaru held their long knives at the same time, and their movements were uniform, as if they were just a group of priests who were about to preside over a blood sacrifice ceremony.

A confident smile appeared on the corner of Wang's mouth, and by fusing the first Amaterasu of the first Tsukiyomi, he could command almost all the Deadpools in this Night Food Field. He knew that these people were all strong, but the strength of a single individual did not mean that he could defeat a large army.

After all, the Black Emperor Nidhogg fell in front of the twins of the four great monarchs, leaving behind the prophecy of his return and secretly accumulating strength waiting for the resurrection.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out from the roof of the building on one side of the street, and an alchemical bullet containing mercury sparked from the muzzle of the gun, shooting in a near-straight trajectory towards the center of the king's eyebrows.

Mai Liquor with a sniper rifle had a look of disgust on her face.

She had heard about what this old dog had done from Lu Mingze, and had used her boss as a guinea pig for experiments, extracting his blood for research, and even almost killing him and Sanwuniu..... One by one, Jiude Mai couldn't wait to cut him alive, so that he could experience the fate of the eunuch named Liu Jin.

The mercury-containing alchemical warhead pierced through the rain curtain, only to be blocked by a branch of the Seven Star Sword in Anameasu's hand.

And as the gunfire fell, a figure fell into the approaching Ashigaru military formation, and the blades of Myokamuramasa and Murayu rose into blazing flames, and the blades wrapped in flames cut off Ashigaru's waist at the point of fall. Before the other party could raise his knife, a fiery red light poured out from the incision in his waist, and his body was suddenly engulfed in flames.

Chu Zihang wielded his twin knives in the ashigaru military formation, blood splashed as black as ink, and his alchemy life was as fragile as paper, Chu Zihang had quietly turned on the third degree of blood, and the killing will in his brain filled his brain.

In fact, it's not just Chen Hongchuan, but today's Chu Zihang is also extremely violent.

The reason for the two of them going berserk is the same, not because of Lu Mingfei and Eriyi, but because of this rainstorm.

They hate water, they hate rainy days, and they hate rainy days even more.

Whenever the rain comes, especially the rainstorm, their mood is as strange as being stacked with DeBuff, at this time, even Xia Mi and Susie will subconsciously entrust the affairs of the Lionheart Club in their hands to others, and then watch the two of them pour out their hearts with real swords and real swords to each other in the kendo gym.

The flames that gradually turned red gold in Chu Zihang's eyes burned violently, and more than thirty ashigaru had fallen under his feet.

Chen Hong gradually glanced at Chu Zihang's situation, not caring that the other party deliberately did not use Jun Yan, but used this most primitive way of fighting to vent the anger in his heart with a sword and a sword.

Luxury car ...... Rainstorm ...... Deadpool...... Nibelungen ......

Wang Jiang perfectly restored the most memorable day in the hearts of the two......

"How do you think I'm going to kill you, tiny and lowly shadow dancer?"

There were no bells and whistles, not even a trace of skill, arrogantly slashed at the top of the head of the original Amaterasu who was blocking Chen Hongji's eyes, the branch of the Seven Star Sword blocked this sword, but then it was the slash of Zhaoshuang.

Sword after sword, like a storm of attacks fell, even Amaterasu, which was infinitely close to the first generation, was a little tired of dealing with only a seven-star sword, coupled with the advantage of arm strength, Chen Hong gradually gained the upper hand.

The strongest thing about the first generation of Amaterasu, the first generation of Tsukiyo and the first generation of Susanoo is not in their physical fitness, compared to the dragon body of the first generation, their physical fitness is nothing at all, even compared to Chen Hongji.

Their real strength lies in the spiritual power inherited from the White Emperor, which is enough for them to deceive other elements and imitate the "power" of the first generation and even the Dragon King, so as to use the ultimate spirit of each lineage. Although the power is not weaker than that of the ultimate spirit used by the real dragon king, after all, it is the "right" obtained through fraudulent imitation, and the time for them to chant the spirit will be relatively longer.

And in the face of Chen Hong's stormy offensive, the first Amaterasu had no time to use the spirit of speech, and Chen Hongjian would never give her this opportunity.

The first Amaterasu, the first Tsukiyomi, and the first Susanoo succeeded in defeating the Yaki Orochi, which Izanagi had transformed, and another thing relied on was wisdom.

If he hadn't pushed Izanagi's Orpent into the lake filled with mercury, and hadn't severely damaged his body and spirit, the three of them alone would not have been enough to kill him.

But the original Amaterasu, who had long since died and his body was concocted into a corpse, only fought by instinct, and he had no wisdom at all, so he could only be gradually pressed and beaten by Chen Hong.

The sword light and sword shadow filled the long street, and Chen Hong's gradually stormy offensive lasted for ten minutes before it weakened, but it was not because of lack of strength.

Looking closely at the diffuse sword light, it is like a surging river, stretching endlessly.

Although it changed from a stormy attack, such a sword momentum was like the Yangtze River, wave after wave, and wave after wave.

Some are similar to the legendary "Three Stacks of Waves of the Yangtze River", but they are more natural and pure, and there are more than three moves. Although the power of each sword is not great, the victory lies in the continuous strength of the sword. Moreover, each of Chen Hongji's swords seemed to be a sword, but in fact, seven or eight swords had been cut out in an instant.

As soon as Arrogance touched the blade of the Seven Star Sword, he immediately retreated, and the frost quickly fell, slashing continuously. And every sword is almost the same point, and one sword is better than another.

The continuous sword momentum continued to fall, and the power of more than forty swords gathered together, like the water of a great river, surging endlessly.

The knife is gentle, the force is halfway, and the knife strength is superimposed......

It doesn't sound like a great difficulty, but it's impossible to send and receive it so freely.

And the first Amaterasu was just a corpse, and according to the order of the king, there was only one thought to return to her consciousness, and that was to kill the enemy in front of her, she was just an alchemical weapon driven by the will to kill.

As an alchemy weapon, her limited intelligence was completely insufficient to understand what Chen Hong gradually wanted to do, and she only had a premonition of the coming crisis with her beastly intuition.

When the last sword gathered the strength of the more than forty swords in front of him, the first generation Amaterasu had already sensed the slightest bit of a bad ......

Shinefrost's sword was hovered with a yellow five-clawed dragon shadow with a pair of wings behind it, looking like a combination of an Eastern Dragon and a Western Dragon. The yellow five-clawed dragon shadow was no longer just entrenched in the sword, but broke free from the shackles of the sword and rushed out with the swing of the frost.

The edge fell heavily on the main branch of the Seven Star Sword!

With the click sound hidden under the dragon's groan, the main branch of the Seven Star Knife broke, and the blade was broken into two!

After Zhaoshuang cut off the Seven Star Knife, he did not stop, but wiped it down diagonally. The first Amaterasu instinctively wanted to dodge, but it was too late. The blade of the sword tore through the thick twelve slips and sank into the body of the first Amaterasu. The huge sword power dragged diagonally along the thin body.

The mouth of the first Amaterasu let out a terrible scream, and his body was almost cut off, and the blood instantly stained the ground blood-red, gradually fading under the washing of the torrential rain.

Wang Jiang looked at Chen Hongjian dumbfounded, he knew that Chen Hongjian had enough combat power to rival the first generation species and even the dragon king, but no matter how the first generation Amaterasu said, it was also enough to match the existence of the first generation species, and he was actually beheaded like this!

The king did not have time to mourn his masterpiece, and hurriedly retreated. But the black figure came up, and a hand covered with black scales grabbed Wang Jiang's throat, and his arm bones exploded, and Wang Jiang's face turned red, and he felt the pain of poor breathing.

The ashigaru people on the side felt that the coercion of the first generation of Amaterasu had almost disappeared, and then saw the figure lying on the ground and the blood of the emperor washed by the torrential rain, and their eyes were red, and their instinctive will to devour and kill made them greedily run towards the body of the first Amaterasu.

Chen Hong gradually sneered, smashed Wang Jiang's two thigh bones with the handle of his knife, and then used Zhaoshuang to cut off more than ten wounds on his body that were not deep but had been bleeding, and threw him with his backhand like garbage to the red-eyed ashigaru.

Wang Jiang was horrified in his heart, he didn't expect this man to be more vicious than himself!

The ashigaru smelled the scent of blood on the king's body, which was close to that of the next generation, so they decided to eat the bowl first while looking at the pot.

Throwing down the knife and gun in his hand, one by one the bronze bone claws stuck to the king's body, stabbed into his body, and fiercely pulled out a piece of fresh flesh and sent it to his mouth. Some even lay directly on the body of the king general and bit it directly, and blood splattered. The ashigaru, who were a little weaker or too late to grab, were not far behind, and the blood washed by the torrential rain on the ground licked by the predators, although diluted by the rain, was also a bloody food, enough to relieve the hunger in the stomach a little.

Wang Jiang was devoured by these alchemical beings in pain, and he still wailed and cursed Chen Hongjian when he thought he was the true body.

At the same time as the king was dying, a huge fireball also lit up the long street.

When the combustibles burn violently, they explode like napalm, and a huge amount of heat is released in an instant, stripping away the already fragile skin and few remaining muscles of the ashigaru.

Bronze skeletons writhed in the flames, like demons writhing in the sulphur springs of hell.

Outside the Night's Food

Natsumimi's eyes flickered while sitting on the front cover of the car, and she could naturally see everything that was happening inside, having already mastered some of the Night Eclipse Originals.

"That original White King bloodline named Izanagi is really good at playing, on the surface, it is a prison that imprisons high-risk half-bloods, but in fact, it turns them into alchemical beings."

Alchemy Life is a legendary existence, and it is an alchemy that is even higher than the corpse guard, and it is almost the pinnacle of alchemy.

The corpse guard is concocted from corpses, but alchemy life is a life made from a whole living body as a raw material.

He is dead, but he is also able to move.

As the master of the first generation of species plus alchemy, Xia Mi naturally mastered this method.

The rough process is to drain all the blood of a half-breed and fill his veins with reclaimed mercury. Mercury is a solvent for metals, and the regenerated mercury poured into dissolves the dead metal. Through a slow exchange, the bones of the hybrids are replaced by dead metal elements, at which point the mercury is excreted and the refined blood is re-injected.

Each alchemical life is made with a hybrid with an extremely excellent bloodline, so each piece is close to perfection. But this is the creation of madmen, and in the process of creating alchemical life, these half-bloods have suffered beyond the limits of human endurance. Just like using human bones as the material of a sword, repeatedly burning and forging repeatedly, this is an extremely painful process, and there are often many half-bloods who will die in the refining process, which leads to the failure of refining, so how to ensure that these half-bloods will not die in the refining process is the biggest problem.

Of course, this is only the most basic process, and there are many production details in it, but it has long been lost in human society, and the last alchemist in human history who can create alchemical life dates back to before the Common Era.

In 213 B.C., Emperor Shi, who claimed to be the ancestral dragon, discovered that the alchemists under the command of the remnants of the Six Kingdoms were making alchemical life from living people, so he adopted the suggestion of Prime Minister Li Si and ordered the burning of all the alchemy books in the world, killing more than 460 alchemists who participated in the production of alchemical life. It's a pity that the Xianyang Palace, where these alchemy books are stored, was burned with the fire that Xiang Yu lit, and now only the first generation like her still has this knowledge.

Xia Mi glanced at Uesugi who was anxiously pacing back and forth outside the black giant screen, if he was not Chen Hongji's stepfather, and he really had no ambition and only children, Xia Mi didn't mind killing him.

After all, it can be known from the account of Wind Demon Kotaro that during World War II, the Snake Qi Eight family was still sending a steady stream of high-risk hybrid species into the Night Eclipse. It's just that the way alchemy life is made has long been lost, but those high-risk hybrids have been maintained by the alchemy matrix from dying, and the only remaining will has been worn out by time into Deadpool who only knows how to devour and kill.

In fact, as early as when Kazema Kotaro and Uesugi Kotaro narrated the information about the Eclipse of the Night, she felt that something was wrong. Although it can be judged that the two old men are not lying by listening to their heartbeats, the information they received from their ancestors is obviously wrong.

She didn't think that the ancestors of the Snake Eight family would be lenient with those newborn high-risk mixed-race babies, after all, even Hideo Uesugi, the gentle father who loved to play chess, had to kill Deadpool's younger brother who broke out of his mother's body with an axe with his own hands, let alone those ancestors?

And those high-risk hybrids who were captured alive can be captured alive and locked up? Isn't this taking off your pants and farting?

The descendants of the Uesugi clan and the wind demon Kotaro have a good imagination of their ancestors, thinking that they just can't bear to do something to their clansmen, but Natsumi doesn't think so.

Have you ever seen a person who can't bear to attack a clansman who has become a high-risk bloodline, but makes them suffer inhuman pain and is made into an alchemical life alive?

That's clearly building an army of alchemy, life, and Deadpool!

I'm afraid that the ambitions of the ancestors of the Eight Families of Snake Qi are far greater than Uesugi Kotaro and Wind Demon Kotaro imagined!

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