The end of the battle on Hongi's side was far faster than Ryoma Genichiro had imagined.

In less than ten minutes, the entire Kwantung branch was wiped out, and the strongest people among them, such as the head of the Kanto branch, Akechi Asuya, didn't even move his steps from beginning to end, and went to death in his sleep with a crazy smile on his face.

Ryoma Ichiro has never seen such a strange battle situation, the source of the girl is like a wandering on the battlefield of death, the famous knife boy Che Angang is the sickle in his hand, the god of death raised his sickle, wantonly harvesting life on the battlefield.

After everything returned to silence, Ryoma Ichiro made some terrifying discoveries, after a big battle, the Yuan Zhinu didn't even wrinkle the corners of her clothes.

“…… The head of the Uesugi family, she anticipated the betrayal of the Kanto branch in advance? ”

Raising his head, Ryoma Genichiro looked at the young girl in front of him with a somewhat complicated expression.

Among the five heads of the five families under the Eight Snake Families, he is the most rigid one among them, so he is actually extremely indignant at someone's behavior of so easily revealing the secrets that the Eight Snake Families have been waiting for for nearly a thousand years to the world, and he is heartbroken when he thinks of the other party's deviant behavior.

When he applied to be transferred to the Red Well Project, he also had a sense of being out of sight and out of mind, but if it weren't for the other party's secret arrangement, he would now be under Deadpool.

For a moment, he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in now.

"Within the Eight Snake Clans, there are many people who have been bought by the Fierce Ghosts, or who are themselves fierce ghosts, and from the very beginning, they have been on the key watch list."

Putting away the clean boy cut again, the source girl replied from the side.

"Really? No wonder...... I may be really old. ”

Sighing and beating his shoulder with his hand, Ryoma sat down on a large rock on the side of the road.

"It seems that it's time for the Ryoma family to need a new head of the family."

"It's not over yet."

Shaking her head, listening intently to the vibrations coming from below the red alert, the young girl looked up at the night sky that was quietly gloomy at some point.

“…… Or rather, from now on, everything is just beginning. ”

A hundred-legged insect that dies but does not stiffen.

Although on the surface, the fierce ghosts have been devastated by the blow of the Eight Snake Families, Mu Qingtong has never taken it lightly.

As Gen Zhinu said, she actually gave the Kanto branch a chance...... But the other party didn't grasp it.

………………………………………………

"It looks like it's going to rain tonight."

Raising his head, Mu Qingtong looked at the night sky thoughtfully.

At some point, a strong wind blew between the heavens and the earth, and the dark clouds hung low, as if to herald the arrival of a great storm.

"It's raining...... My little ancestor, can you stop playing pantomimes? ”

Looking at his own daughter in front of him, Uesugi looked helpless.

"If we don't go in again, the relics will be snatched by someone else."

Under the influence of the Key's words, the door to the Nepolung root of the Night Eclipse has been opened, a city hidden in the shadows, reflecting the darkness of the entire city, as its name suggests, the Night Eclipse.

Legendary dragon slayers like Beowulf and Han Gao had already entered the Night Food Plain at this time, but Mu Qingtong herself had no intention of entering it, not only that, but she also stopped Uesugi Yue and Gen Zhisheng who were about to enter it.

"Rob? They can't deal with that monster. ”

Turning to look at the passage made of flowing shadows in front of him, Mu Qingtong shook his head slightly.

"Eight Misfortunes...... Doesn't that mean that the thing won't hatch without the right person? ”

couldn't help it, Yuan Zhisheng asked.

From her own sister, she learned the truth about the attack on Eri, but now that Odin's plot has been foiled, it stands to reason that a monster like Yaki should not be born.

"Eight Mischiefs are Eight Mischiefs, the White King is the White King, with Herzog's ability, I don't believe he is not prepared for the backhand."

Turning his head to look at Yuan Zhisheng on the side, Mu Qingtong's face was concise.

"Don't forget, you, the young girl, and Eri Yi were all "experiments" created by him. ”

…… Will Herzog sit still?

To be honest, Mu Qingtong really doesn't think so.

The current other party is not more than the original plot in which he worked all day long on conspiracy and calculation, playing Tachibana Masamune while playing the role of Wang Jiang running at both ends or something, but really spent all these 20 years in the laboratory.

The other party is a genius, and driven by hatred, it is difficult to say what the other party has prepared in the past 20 years.

On the premise of knowing that the other party had laid a net against herself in that Nibelungen, she would be stupid to drill into it......

"On the surface, we are catching turtles and shutting down the door to beat dogs, but in reality, the fierce ghosts and those people are already in ruins. Herzog had been operating in the Nibelungen for 20 years, and I believe him when he said that he had planted all the high mines in it. ”

Taking off the baseball cap on his head and throwing it aside, Mu Qingji shrugged his shoulders slightly.

"Just leave the things inside to them, and what we have to concentrate on dealing with now is the trouble from the outside world."

"The outside world... You mean Odin? ”

Uesugi was slightly stunned.

"But in Odin's words, haven't both of his plots been foiled? Is he still in Japan? ”

"That guy has no moral limit, and under the premise of inexplicably suffering a big loss, I don't think he will give up."

Pouting, Mu Qingtong looked up at the increasingly gloomy night sky.

"When a player who thinks he is sure to win is slapped a few times, the most likely thing for the opponent to do in anger is to flip the chess ...... Well, here we are. ”

“…… Here it comes? ”

Before Gen Zhisheng and Uesugi could figure out the meaning of Mu Qingtong's words, the piercing alarm sound tore through the night, and the high decibel sound almost tore people's eardrums.

-- Someone sounded the air defense siren, and for more than ten seconds, the huge city of Tokyo reverberated with piercing sirens.

"In the past, in the Akushimas, the other party induced an undersea volcanic eruption that caused a small tsunami, but in Japan, there is a volcano that is more likely to cause than an undersea volcano."

Ignoring the shock on the faces of Uesugi Yue and Gen Zhisheng, he raised his head, and Mu Qingtong looked at the surging fire on the side of Mount Fuji from afar, and his tone was still as calm as ever.

"Look, the eruption of Mt. Fuji, and then the giant tsunami caused by the movement of the crust under the sea, Odin is going to destroy Japan."

ps: Good morning (づ●─●)づ

(End of chapter)