Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

In Japan, the "Basic Law" stipulates that high-rise buildings must be able to withstand strong earthquakes of magnitude 7 or above on the Richter scale.

Tokyo Tower is no exception. As a symbol of the country in the hearts of Japanese people in this era, this building can naturally easily withstand the wrath of nature without collapsing.

But at this moment, in the middle of the night when most people in Tokyo were preparing to fall asleep, Tokyo Tower emitted an ear-splitting roar that was almost a scream. The steel resonated with each other, and the remains of the giant standing on the ground seemed to be shaking violently with fear. .

That is not from nature, but from human hands.

Wow

The broken glass began to fall from a high altitude and hit the iron arms and chandeliers on the outer edge of Tokyo Tower. It was an uproar that made people's hearts tense.

At this moment, at an altitude of 150 meters, on the large observation deck, the transparent glass in a circle had been almost completely shattered, leaving only sharp-edged and broken fragments stuck to the thin black frame.

In one corner, the ground seemed to have been trampled by the iron hooves of a mad dragon, with ferocious wounds being opened up like dirt. Kazama Liuli was half-crouching on the ground, with the cherry-red alchemy weapon deeply inserted into the ground.

The dust and mist were lingering, but because all the glass was shattered, the strong wind at an altitude of 150 meters swept them all away, leaving only the noise of rain falling outside the window and pure darkness, leaving only the monsters confronting each other in the cage formed by nature. them.

"It came down faster than I thought. Did you take the elevator?"

Kazama Liuli straightened his nose bones and looked at the thick blood in his palm. At this moment, a trace of consciousness appeared on that beautiful face. It seemed that the physical pain allowed Kazama Ruri to briefly recover from her bloodthirsty state.

"Almost, but the elevator was out of service, so I rushed down along the rope."

The girl nodded solemnly, her face still looking unfazed, and she shook off the blood on her hands.

That was the blood of the king. The blood began to turn black the moment it touched the air, and it also had a high temperature that was impossible for human blood. There was even a little mist when it dripped on the ground, but this was very important to Fujimaru. It's not a problem for Ritsuka.

"I originally thought I could just pull his head off, but he was so stubborn that I had to take him down the elevator shaft."

The strong wind blew the skirt of her clothes, making her figure look a little thin. Fujimaru Ritsuka seemed to be saying something commonplace, with a regretful and sincere tone.

".That's a pity indeed."

Fengjian Liuli nodded her head stiffly and looked at the general with some suspicion, looking uncertain.

Because in his opinion, Fujimaru Ritsuka is very strong, but not as good as himself in dragon bone mode. And in dragon bone mode, Kazama Ruri thinks that her abilities are on par with the king's general. Even if she can kill him, she won't be like this. Easily crushed.

And while watching the man with the mask of the official twitching in an extremely embarrassed manner, pulling his head out of the floor like a robot with a burnt chip, and trying to get up again and again, Fengjian Liuli couldn't help but feel doubtful.

Fujimaru Ritsuka has become stronger again?

At this time, the girl took the lead to look away. She quickly walked to Miss Sakura and squatted down, taking out the bandage used to stop the bleeding. A hint of panic flashed in her eyes that were originally full of mania and rage, but her hands The movements are neat and clean, and all steps are completed almost in the blink of an eye.

However, the bleeding failed to stop.

".Alchemical weapons."

Fujimaru Ritsuka murmured that the so-called alchemical weapons can automatically awaken the alchemical field in them after being activated by blood, greatly assisting the user's battle.

Poison enough to paralyze a dragon, punishment enough to drive "rules" through the dragon's body, and slashing blows that define "irrepairable" for the cut thing.

The nature of Kazama Ruri's sword is indeed similar to that of the "yellow rose that must be destroyed". It has the property of being unable to repair the wound if it is cut. And he didn't even actively activate the knife, but the excess blood in his body was the best among hybrids. Just waving it would make the weapon shine with a completely different brilliance in his hand.

The wound is not completely impossible to heal, but even with the help of dragon blood, professional equipment is required for rest.

Miss Sakura's injuries were already deep and close to fatal injuries.

If the bleeding cannot be stopped, the vitality will disappear in a very short time.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's brain was enough to support her in understanding this in an instant, so she also felt a little panicked, but the mortal heart had long been forged into steel. The girl took a deep breath and made the most correct judgment at the moment.

".This time it's all your fault, Miss Sakura."

Fujimaru Ritsuka lowered her eyes and whispered.

"Although I really don't want you to carry out the operation in Tokyo Tower, I have to admit that without Miss Sakura, no matter how much I think about it, no one can successfully cooperate with me, let alone me and Boss Yuan. Outsiders can stop Kazama Ruri."

"You are not a burden, thank you."

"But, although it seems very inhumane."

"Can you still walk, Miss Sakura?"

Miss Sakura looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka calmly, her chest rising and falling. Her consciousness was nearly blurred due to excessive blood loss, but she was still able to react decisively in the blink of an eye.

"certainly."

"."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Miss Sakura's light blue pupils and gently swept back the hair sticking to her face, and her white fingers were stained with dust. She put the box with the record of letters sent by the eight masters of the family into Miss Ying's hand.

"I can't fight and protect this thing at the same time, and I can't protect you either."

"It's your turn this time, Miss Sakura."

"The electronic equipment has been blocked by General Wang. The boss is probably rushing here quickly. There is no way to stop this, so I plan to use the trick——"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Kazama Ruri, who was afraid of him, and the general, who was mechanically twitching like a puppet on strings, struggling to stand up from the ground.

"The winner will be determined here."

"There is no tomorrow for the fierce ghosts. We will eradicate them all today."

Yabuki Sakura instantly understood the meaning of this sentence.

Fujimaru Ritsuka planned to hold off the two emperor-level hybrids by herself until Minamoto Chisheng came to support them.

It's a big gamble.

Regardless of whether she can hold him back, or whether she can consume enough of the opponent's energy after holding him back, Yuan Zhisheng, who comes here, will be confident enough to kill the two of them on the spot.

But this was a gamble that had to be made, and it was also the only light the girl saw in this desperate situation.

"run!"

The girl roared angrily, with blazing fire in her eyes, which was completely unseen on ordinary days, and Miss Sakura rushed to the outer stairway without even half a second of hesitation.

She once persuaded the girl to abandon herself in order to seize the slim victory.

Now it's her turn.

He must escape from this cage-like tower and tell all the information to the outside world, especially Yuan Zhisheng.

Yabuki Sakura dragged her injured body away from the observatory. Blood seeped out from the white cloth strips, and some dripped down the corners of her clothes. Bright flowers bloomed on the ground. It seemed that even whether she could maintain consciousness and walk out of Tokyo Tower was difficult. It is extremely difficult.

But Fujimaru Ritsuka believed in Yabuki Sakura.

They are compatriots who stand in the trenches and drink blood together. There is no reason why they should not give their backs to each other.

".Do you really think you can hold us two down by yourself?"

Pulling out the knife from the ground, Kazama Ruri closed her long and wide cuffs and almost asked in an impatient tone.

Of course he was puzzled, because in his opinion the girl was committing suicide, and he could not betray in front of the king general, because there was no point in killing the king general here, otherwise Kazama Ruri would have been free long ago.

Kazama Ruri didn't know what the puppet said, but he knew that the king was almost impossible to kill, and as long as the king didn't die, he would be restricted by others.

The banging sound was like a sound coming from hell. No matter where Kazama Liuli fled, he would be caught up and dragged back into the abyss.

When the time comes, what awaits him is torture worse than life.

The situation at this time is also not optimistic. Once Fujimaru Ritsuka is besieged, it means that the only hope Kazama Ruri has been looking for for many years will be ruined.

He no longer felt that he would ever encounter a hybrid as monster as Fujimaru Ritsuka. The girl was the only variable in this ugly war.

What responded to him was the girl's chuckle.

"How will you know if you don't try?"

The cold wind from the high-rise building whizzed past, and the girl's coat clung to her lean and slender body under its influence. Her shoulder-length hair was flying and swaying due to the wind, as if the clouds were burned red at dusk, bright and Dazzling.

Compared with the evil ghosts of the fierce ghosts, she looks so fragile, yet so tall.

Come on, she is Fujimaru Ritsuka.

She is one of the smartest hybrids in the Sheqi family. Doesn't she know how dangerous her current situation is?

Fujimaru Ritsuka was convinced that no matter how powerful he was, he could not defeat those two people one against two.

but.

There is only one way left.

The girl assumed a posture that was somewhat unfamiliar to Kazama Ruri.

Maintain a standing posture, with your hands slightly raised but not tense, and your feet spread apart.

That posture is close to classical boxing, or rather

“The man said – Your name will no longer be called Jacob, but your name will be Israel, for you have struggled with God and with men and have overcome.”

The girl suddenly spoke, her mouth full of words without beginning or end, and Kazama Ruri was also stunned.

His knowledge far surpassed that of his stupid elder brother, so it was natural for him to realize where this sentence came from.

At that moment, his face changed slightly, his body leaned back, and the space-time that was constantly slowing down in his eyes was violently shattered. A blurry figure suddenly attacked him in front of him almost before he could think of it.

Then, a loud sonic boom sounded in his ears, as if it was about to overthrow the world.

The girl's extended fist disappeared within the range of the naked eye in an instant, and the threat of death struck her cheek like a red ray of sunlight.

That is the power of defeating the messenger of God with skill.

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ps: I said you can't win, but it definitely doesn't rely on recklessness, and it's not really Sister Ma who ends up fighting (maybe she will in the future). This time, she has to use tricks, not combat skills, but tactical skills.