Origin Paradise!

A single piece of rotten wood killed hundreds of people.

The exquisite killing skills, when viewed from afar, resembled a dazzling and beautiful work of art; they were a rare achievement forged through countless trials and tribulations and numerous deaths.

On the observation platform, the Gray Lord's face was somewhat ferocious.

A massive longsword suddenly appeared, predominantly gray, with a gray agate stone inlaid in the center of the hilt. The material seemed to be metal. The blade was broad and heavy, with wave-like patterns on the edge. Gray mist swirled around it, suppressing the sky like a mountain.

—The Gray Monarchy.

After giving birth to great magic, if one gains the approval of the Sword of Damocles, not only can the great magic be sublimated into something like power, but one can also wield the power of the Sword of Sovereignty itself and amplify it significantly.

Unbeknownst to her, Lilith appeared and looked up, chuckling softly, “Authority is the power held in one’s hands, while power is an attribute of power itself. In the realm of mystery, power can be broadly regarded as incomplete authority. This is the legacy of the Wrathful Immortal.”

"If you can collect all seven Swords of Damocles and become a candidate for Wrath, the limitation on your extraordinary burst will likely be lifted, and your burst multiplier will continue to increase as you level up."

"And this skill is also the fundamental reason why Origin gave you the invitation to this world."

A rare glint of anticipation flickered in Lilith's eyes. The juvenile form's anger merely symbolized an explosive power breaking through its limits, but for combat, it was still a huge boost.

"So, the monarch has two kinds of great magic that elevate him?" Jiang He asked. He possessed one of them, and the Sword of Damocles granted him another. These two powers undoubtedly gave him a precipitous lead over the tactical level.

"That's roughly the case, but because they have their own characteristics, they are recognized, so it's quite normal for the two to be similar or even overlap."

"Furthermore, I suggest you don't have too high expectations for the direct enhancement of the final wrath candidate power. After all, the extraordinary burst you created is already very close to the candidate level. The real focus is on unlocking the limits, while also strengthening the energy reserves. This thing is not without consumption."

Lilith quietly disappeared; she preferred raising something by hand to something as easily accessible as a light mirror.

Jiang He remained silent. In fact, he usually only activated his extraordinary burst at crucial moments. While it was terrifying to enhance every move, the enormous energy consumption was clearly unsustainable.

"The commander has gone mad! Open fire!"

"What do you mean he's crazy? He's a vampire!"

"What's the point of saving face now? Inform the Lord of Blue!"

Due to the drastic change, the scene was extremely chaotic.

A piece of gray, rotten wood watched in despair as it rushed towards the bustling city center.

The Gray Lord couldn't help but sigh. In a short time, he was unable to use his curse power to pinpoint the enemy behind the scenes. The death of his second son was not a big deal, but if his eldest son also perished, the number of potential he could cultivate would be very limited.

Unfortunately, there was no other choice at the moment. If the rotten wood were to unleash a bloody massacre, the backlash would impact the entire Gray Clan. The fact that they were currently vampires was already quite troublesome.

"However, it's not exactly a major crisis."

"Rotten wood is hard to carve."

"In the next life, I'll try a little harder."

boom!

The Gray Lord, with an indifferent expression, rushed out from the watchtower.

In front of the security checkpoint, Mirai Kamishiro stared blankly at the dramatic change before her. Others' preconceived notions of her senior might still be that of a physically skilled experimental warrior, but her intuition told her that this matter was inextricably linked to the other party.

"boarding."

Jiang He was the first to board the bus.

Nanase Maki quickly reacted and unlocked the students' shackles one by one. Once everyone was on the vehicle, Silver Blade immediately stepped on the gas, and a high-ranking officer from the Nanase family opened the fortress's massive gate.

The military bus quickly drove away.

Between seats, Mirai took out her bento box. Her mood had calmed down. She left the difficulties and unexpected events to her senior executive officer, and as her accompanying adjutant, she could handle miscellaneous matters.

"Senior, I made tamagoyaki myself."

"Egg rolls, you mean?"

"Different."

Jiang He opened the box and ate it all. The answer was that it was about the same, except that it had some milk or other ingredients. Of course, it could also be due to the cooking skills of Shindai Future.

With a crash, the military bus rolled over a rock. Before the apocalypse, the journey from Tokyo Fortress to Yokohama in Kanagawa Prefecture took an hour, but with the arrival of the apocalypse, the wilderness conditions are complex, and it is expected to take more than half a day.

Chapter 516 Mutual Friends

At night, the sky is dark.

The inexplicable atmosphere inside the bus made me feel dizzy and disoriented.

The tea-haired girl woke up groggily and found herself resting her head on her senior's shoulder. She hurriedly sat up straight and was about to apologize when the other person handed her a form.

"Fill this out," Jiang He said. "It must be truthful."

Since this trip would take some time, Zhuang Ya handed over all the forms that needed to be filled out to avoid having to send them back and forth again.

Since it concerns Aya's main studies, Jiang He doesn't mind occasionally returning to Junlin in the middle. The importance of this activity is, to some extent, equal to that of his main quest.

Mirai took the form and said "Oh," indicating that she was familiar with it.

The report was completed in just fifteen minutes.

Record Category: Observation Report

Date: April 15, 47th year of the Last Calendar

Subject of record: (Ink stain)

Height: 168cm

3D: 75/56/80

Achievements: Junior high school singing individual champion, beach volleyball team champion, gymnastics competition first prize, captain of the kendo club, violinist in the girls' band.

What were your dreams in high school?

I want to swim freely in a sea of ​​flowers.

What efforts are you prepared to make for the future?

[Continue to hone your adjutant skills, serve your seniors, and atone for your sins]

What kind of person do you think you will become in the future?

[A virtuous wife, an excellent magician]

What are your short-term goals?

[Make a tamagoyaki that will impress your seniors]

Who is the opposite sex you've been subtly paying attention to lately?

[Senior, his charm stat is off, but lately he seems like a nobody.]

What are your thoughts on the situation in a post-apocalyptic world?

We should unite and resolve this issue through negotiation.

What suggestions do you have for Chiyoda Elementary School?

[It is recommended to strengthen the identity verification mechanism for parents assigning homework...]

……

Yokohama City, Kanagawa Prefecture.

The once bustling streets are now riddled with cracks and potholes, and most of the buildings have collapsed, leaving only ruins. The crumbling walls are covered with bullet holes and burn marks.

The entire city was filled with a stench of decay and acridity. The only sound was the occasional whistling of the wind as it passed through the ruins. Abandoned vehicles were everywhere on the streets, some with twisted and deformed bodies, and others burned to the point of being just skeletons.

Military buses stopped in what used to be a commercial district.

The surrounding area was desolate, with shop signs hanging crookedly in the air, and lush green plants spreading between the cracks in the buildings. The entire city of Yokohama seemed to have been frozen in time and disaster, ultimately becoming a wasteland.

"We've arrived." Mirai looked around curiously. She hadn't gone out much in the six months since her arrival.

Jiang He stood up from his seat, and as the internal energy flowed through him, his whole body crackled and popped.

Silverblade walked over and handed over a detailed report. Spatial fluctuations silenced the two of them. The students were packing up and getting off the bus, planning to establish a safe base first.

"Longchuan Zhengren, wields the anti-magic great magic - Forbidden Land".

"His stronghold is a commercial apartment five kilometers away, which has been transformed by great magic into a veritable forbidden zone for magicians, where magical energy will be silenced once one gets close."

"This guy is the black glove of the exploration company, specializing in doing the dirty work. He has very few trusted subordinates, with only a dozen or so military-grade mages by his side, equipped with magically created Fury Steel firearms that can still be used in a magic-free environment."

Silverblade turned around and took out a briefcase containing a revolver made primarily of fury steel, two boxes of ammunition, an exquisitely carved dagger, and a note.

“If we can subdue him, then let him make this call; the principal has something to say to him.”

"understood."

Jiang He casually picked up the suitcase. After sitting in the car for half a day, he didn't mind stretching his muscles. Assassination operations were similar to hunting.

"Senior, I'll prepare dinner." Mirai Kamishiro waved goodbye, a tuft of her brown hair sticking up high.

Without answering, Jiang He casually tossed a pot of dragon blood wine into the rising fire, then walked into the night without looking back.

……

The night was dark.

A long shadow loomed over the guard at the entrance of the commercial apartment building.

Just a moment.

The phone rang in the penthouse suite.

On the bed, Longchuan Zhengren opened his eyes. The beautiful body beside him stirred a few times. He turned to the side and picked up the phone on the bedside table, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

"What's wrong."

"Director, I am the bamboo shoot guy downstairs."

The young security guard looked up nervously, the cold muzzle of a gun pressed against his chin.

"There is someone here who would like to talk to you."

"What does he look like?" Takashi Takashi asked with some suspicion.

The young security guard lowered his gaze cautiously and said, his voice trembling slightly:

"Quite serious."

A sudden gust of wind swept by.

“Director, he said he’s coming up.”

boom!

Gunshots rang out suddenly, the communicator fell to the ground with a thud, and a splatter of blood appeared on the ground.

"Damn it!"

In the penthouse suite, Longchuan Zhengren suddenly stood up, his face extremely solemn. Ignoring the beauty beside him, he grabbed his coat and strode out of the room.

"Someone's coming. Everyone on high alert."

Beside the dining table in the living room, several military-grade mages immediately stood up, each cocking their guns. The director's private forbidden area was a death trap for mages. Usually, enemies wouldn't send anyone here to die, but that also meant that if anyone did come, it would be troublesome.

A young man with curly hair approached the living room security camera, picked up the communicator, and said, "Alert! Enemy attack!"

Another officer in brown uniform immediately led his men to the stairwell, where several steel guns were pointed at the elevator.

The elevator is ascending, and the floor lights are flashing in sequence.

—16th floor.

—17th floor.

—18th floor.

—19th floor.

The brown-clad officer was somewhat nervous, sweat beading on his forehead. During the last enemy attack, the attacker was a high-ranking nobleman with master swordsmanship, who killed a total of seven of them.

"Here it comes, get ready!"

The brown-clad cadre beckoned to his subordinates with one hand while retreating with his gun in hand, his eyes shifting from tense to fierce.

Ding!

The elevator stopped and the doors opened.

Accompanied by an inexplicable sense of crisis, a bloody arm fell out. A security guard behind him, seeing the area, immediately fired his gun. The gunshot seemed to trigger a nerve, and in an instant, gunshots rang out one after another, and the elevator was filled with countless bullet holes.