Dragon Clan: Starting from obtaining Yaki, counterattack against the gods

Chapter 57 The Real Underworld Supreme

"I don't know where you get the confidence from, but if you think you can do whatever you want to me just because I'm injured, then you're going to be disappointed."

Yuan Zhinv slowly raised the long sword. Her arms were still shaking and her body was unsteady, but she still held the sword tightly in her hand.

The golden color burned in the dark eyes again, but the girl's face became paler and bright red blood flowed from her nostrils, but she didn't care and just wiped it away.

If you forcibly activate Yaki when you are at the end of your strength, this powerful word spirit will no longer be a help, but a burden that will madly consume your vitality.

But Genjitsu had no choice.

She knew better than anyone how powerful this handsome old man was. If he were allowed to successfully take charge of the Eight Snake Families, he would be a more difficult opponent than Tachibana Masamune.

After all, the worst outcome is death, and she is never afraid of death.

Ange sighed deeply, his expression showing a hint of regret.

“Students nowadays are so rebellious.”

Along with this sigh, his body moved suddenly.

Countless people were watching him, but they couldn't see clearly what movements he made. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from where he was.

The flow of time was adjusted, and the handsome old man approached the pale girl leisurely. No one could keep up with his speed. At this moment, the world seemed to have turned into a snail, so slow that it was ridiculous.

Yan Ling Time Zero.

Gen Chi-njo once had the experience card of this Word Spirit and was well aware of how terrifying this Word Spirit was. After all, Ange was old and his close combat was not even as good as Gen Chi-sei's.

If they were fighting fair and square, Gen Chitose could easily crush the old man even if she was seriously injured, but this old man had time zero.

Time seemed to have become a toy in his hands. Even the fastest attack became as slow as a snail. He just dodged casually and avoided the fatal knife from Yuan Zhinv.

In Yaqi's state, Ange could not kill Minamoto no matter what means he used. The legendary folding knife could barely break her scales, but that was all.

Unless the blow is fatal, even the most serious injury can be healed instantly, and Genji only needs to attack Ange once to send the old man to death on the spot.

Perhaps because he was aware of the difference in strength between the two sides, the principal did not easily use his killing move. He just dragged it out until Genjiro could no longer hold on.

No human can kill the Minamoto no Maiden when she uses the Yakima, but the price to pay for this ultimate word spirit is also very high. If it is the Minamoto no Maiden in her prime, Angé would simply give up appearing, but the timing now is too good.

After understanding the strength of Minamoto no Chijo, Angé understood that this might be his only chance to completely control the Japanese branch.

It was indeed taking advantage of someone's misfortune, but when he saw the girl walking out of the flames, Hilbert Jean Angers knew that he was no match for her.

There was no other half-blood in the world who could stand shoulder to shoulder with her. She was even more like the white monarch than a human.

But the world no longer needs a monarch.

His eyes were burning with a golden color, and the rose on his chest was blooming vigorously. At this moment, this handsome old man was as cold and hard as steel. He held the folding knife tightly in his hand, as if he was holding some faith.

The sharp light of the knife came towards her, and Yuan Zhinu could feel the cold murderous intent from the old man.

Her brain was becoming more and more dizzy, and the hand holding the knife was becoming heavier and heavier. She knew that there was no way to change the outcome, but she was still unwilling to give up. She was such a stubborn person, so she never refuted when Sakurai Kogure called her a fool.

But how can I give up? How can I give up a life that has been controlled from the beginning and the ending that can be seen at a glance? That small town where the road becomes difficult to walk on when it rains, and the childish but determined dream of Gen Chisei to leave the town when he was a child, Eri who wants someone to accompany her, and Sakurai Kogure who always stands behind her, and those stupid gangsters who firmly believe in the Snake Eight Clan.

If she gave up, all of this would be given up, so how could she give up?

There are always people who have to live their lives like this, carrying everything on their shoulders and moving forward until they really can't walk anymore.

The long sword in her hand was knocked away, and Yuan Zhinv finally couldn't hold on and slowly fell down. Her eyes, which had turned dark again, looked at the dim sky and countless falling raindrops. Her body was as light as a bird, and it seemed that her soul was overflowing, and she felt relieved.

She could faintly hear the voices of Minamoto Chisei and Sakurai Kogure. They seemed to be calling her name, but at this moment the voices were as hazy and inaudible as if covered by a layer of fog.

The only sound left in the whole world was the sound of wind and rain. She seemed to have returned to the dry well, and this time it would be real death.

But is it going to end like this?

Is this the end of all these years of hard work?
A strong feeling of unwillingness suddenly surged in Yuan Zhinu's heart. A voice in her heart asked her, "Are you willing? Are you willing? How can you be willing?"

That was her own voice.

It seemed like there was something in her mind that wanted to get out, wanted to break through layers of restraints and rush out, wanting to destroy everything, whether it was herself or this world!

The source girl felt a splitting headache, and her golden eyes that had been extinguished began to burn again. She slowly opened her mouth, but just as she was about to speak those strange words and order the world to destroy everything...

A hand held her, a mottled hand with throbbing veins.

A black shadow leaped over from a distance, his windbreaker fluttering like a battle flag in the wind. He grabbed Genji's falling body with one hand and held the long sword falling from the air with the other hand.

The moment he gripped the cherry-red sword, brilliant lines appeared on the sword again, bright red sword light stretched out, and a bloody smell came to his face.

He swung his knife heavily, and the sharp blade light forced Ange back. He carefully picked up the seriously injured girl in his arms, and the black shadow turned his head and looked at Ange coldly.

"You old bastard, what's the point of bullying a wounded child?!"

Uesugi Yue, the ramen master, arrived at the last minute with the majesty of a gangster supreme.

He took off his ramen chef's uniform and the ridiculous turban, and put on a long windbreaker as dark as night. The travel bag behind him was filled with Japanese swords.

He was not very tall, but at this moment he looked like an emperor sitting on a high throne, looking down at his ministers kneeling on the ground. His eyes were as calm as water, but the water concealed a mighty storm.

For a time, even Ange was suppressed by his majesty. After all, Ange was only the leader of the secret party, while Uesugi Koshi was once the shadow emperor of Japan.

Once that kind of majesty that dominates all living beings is developed, it will never be forgotten, no matter if he has wasted decades on the craft of making ramen.

"Uesugi Yue." Angé steadied himself, his expression very complicated: "We haven't seen each other for decades, I never thought we would meet again at a time like this."

"Yeah, after all, I didn't expect you to be so shameless. You old beast, you have been living like a dog for so many years. Aren't you ashamed of bullying a child?"

He paused here, his eyes burning like molten gold, and he spoke word by word:

"Or do you think that my child has no one to support him?"

(End of this chapter)