The whole of Kyoto became more and more miraculous as time passed, and at night, countless people who seemed to be walking dead roamed the streets.

Some of them are constantly dripping saliva from the corners of their mouths, and the nerves of their entire bodies seem to have lost their function. Some seem to be in a state of sleepwalking all the time, wandering meaninglessly in the streets. There are even people who look like crazy demons and keep muttering things like "rosemary, I want rosemary, give me rosemary ......".

There are also people who look like wild warriors clinging to the sword that glows with a strange light in their hands, and they are constantly searching for prey, testing the knife, and testing the power of this newly acquired famous sword with the lives of those innocents.

And these wandering walking corpses in the streets, these samurai who exude a demonic aura are disdainful, this kind of worm is not worthy of his famous knife out of the sheath, his knife will only cut off the body of the bright red man.

On this day, the workshop overfulfilled its task, and in less than a week, they produced 24 double-barreled muskets, and Levi began to equip ten muskets with onmyoji and monks, and the remaining ten or so were all distributed to his samurai.

These samurai originally looked down on these big black and thick iron pipes, and they believed in their own swords and the swordsmanship they had honed since childhood.

They are samurai, what scene have they not seen? What strange weapon has not been hit? Do they need to rely on these foreign objects to eat and gain status by a brave voice?

However, after the priests over there fired two volleys, and some laughed and left with their big guns, the samurai who saw the power of the guns were stunned, especially when they saw the dozens or even hundreds of holes on the target that appeared at the same time.

They kept thinking in their hearts about what would happen if they faced such an attack, but there was only one result, that is, death, and there was no chance of survival.

They can block one or two projectiles, but when the number reaches a certain level, it is a qualitative change, and unless they become a great swordsman, they can only hate on the spot. Even the great sword hero may be yin in the case of a sneak attack.

It's better than a katana or a bow and arrow!

So the remaining samurai of the gang began to grab the only remaining muskets, and those who got the muskets began to shoot two rounds and fell in love with the weapon.

In this era, it has only been more than ten years since the samurai class officially appeared on the stage, and bushido has just sprouted, and these people are far from being as pedantic as later generations.

Don't look at the samurai who are now fighting in Kyoto with katanas, when they went to the battlefield before, all the samurai were armed with a large naginagi sword or a ten-character gun, at least two meters long. It's really a lot of bells and whistles on the martial arts field, and the weapons you hold in a fight are longer than the other.

And the muskets are equivalent to extending the length of their weapons to more than twenty meters, and even thirty or forty meters in open places. Who could say no?

By the next day, a total of nearly 400 paper cranes with napalm were ready. The samurai were also ready to fight after a short run-in with the guns.

This time, the plan was for three samurai, two monks, and an Onmyoji to form a team, and they would protect the Onmyoji within five kilometers of the Daimyo's Mansion, and then release the Thousand Paper Cranes to bring the bombs to the Daimyo's Mansion.

Levi put on his cowboy leather armor suit and hung napalm on the inside of the leather armor. At the same time, a wide hunting suit is draped on the outside, and the inside of this hunting suit is also full of bombs made by fanatical art.

He directly turned himself into a bomb, and since the demons wanted to invite him to the Hongmen Banquet, he would also give the demons a little face and show them the best fireworks in a thousand years.

"Brother, I'll wait for you to come back." Fujiwara Chihime took out a handful of gorgeous ribs and handed it to Levi. Then he began to tidy up the corners of Levi's hunting clothes, and stood on tiptoe to put the long black hat on Levi's head.

Levi gladly accepted it, even though it was covered with ornaments, and it looked like it was probably one of the kind of sacrificial weapons that didn't have any lethal power.

"Don't worry, there's nothing dangerous this time." Levi touched her head, then got into the carriage and set off on his way to the Daimyo's Mansion.

The other priests and warriors also began to move, and the ninjas began to retreat their defenses, temporarily giving up gathering information to protect Arashiyama for the rest of the day.

Soon, Levi came to the Daimyo's mansion again, and he stepped out of the carriage and motioned for the coachman to leave.

The Daimyo's Mansion was still prosperous, at least from the outside, there was no feeling of a demon base camp at all, and the waiter at the door greeted Levi with a smile as he walked in.

Levi smiled, his body full of bombs, and at the same time, in his senses, his other bombs flew into the sky. It should have been the Onmyoji who began to release those thousand paper cranes into the air.

These cranes will become bombers that burn the Kyoto Project, and they will fly directly towards their respective targets as if they were the most brave and fearless pilots.

Once again, he came to the wooden building that was more than fifty meters high, and the last time, he knew that it was almost over, and he noticed the red light on the tracking technique. But this time, as soon as Levi came to this foot, the tracking technique was already red and black. Levi looked at the high attic, and he still resisted the desire to detonate the bomb directly.

Time flies so fast, the last time Levi came here, he was just a guy with no combat power, and this group of demons also created such a terrifying monster under the persecution of such a short time.

A monster who has completely abandoned the morality and sense of justice in his previous life, perhaps the simple and kind forest firefighters in the peaceful era of his previous life have long disappeared, and what survives is the demon killer they cultivated.

The samurai wearing helmets and armor guarded the attic, and the last time, these samurai were still normal humans, but now, Levi could clearly feel the cold aura on their bodies.

He has been completely controlled by the demon sword, and half a month ago, this daimyo seemed to be going to give him the Heavenly Feather Slash and control him in the same way.

To be honest, does Levi still have to thank those demons, without that Tian Yu Yu slash, he may still live peacefully, and if there is no pressure, he will not force himself to become stronger. Every day, I just think about relaxing and having fun, and I think about the dream of taking one hundred and eighty concubines after marrying Fujiwara Chihime.

"Yo, where are you all?" Levi pushed open the door and saw the daimyo he had seen last time, only this time, there were several very powerful people sitting around the daimyo with strange appearances.

He probably glanced around, but there was no woman who called herself a spider.

"Are you really not eroded?" The daimyo stared at Levi with a dangerous look in his eyes.

"Oh, that's what I said, guys, have you eaten? If you haven't eaten it, let's try this. Levi grinned and pulled back his clothes, and all the napalm that had been detached from the stand-in began to emit an unparalleled danger signal.

"Hahaha! Feel the art that has been prepared for you! Demons! ”

Art is a blast!