Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

If Tokyo Tower's actions were to be compared to chess, its starting point would be something like an endgame.

Before the battle begins, a chess player walks to the chessboard. He is sometimes called the king, and sometimes he is called Tachibana Masamune. Now he sits in front of the white chess, and sometimes he stands behind the black chess. He is not playing a game with himself, but It was simply guiding the white chess piece to the last moment before defeat, without any hesitation.

But just when he was about to eat the white queen, he found that the queen gave him a big bag, and then a mouth grew out of the model, and began to command his white teammates.

The chess pieces turned into chess players, and what she saw was an endgame that was almost defeated and had almost nowhere to go.

But she relied on her arrogant and superior mentality, as well as her unpredictable and terrifying layout to forcefully turn the situation back to a seemingly even match.

But even so, the moment the king reacted, she was unable to move.

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“Ho ho ho ho!!!————”

On the large observation deck, the roar of monsters resounded through the sky. Fujimaru Ritsuka's running momentum suddenly stalled because she suddenly discovered that there was not an open escape road in the direction of the outer ladder, but a monstrous tsunami composed of alien shapes rushing toward her. .

Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly turned around with his peripheral vision and found that the king general behind him was not far away from him. If he turned around abruptly, he would play into his hands.

Moreover, this group of Deadpools is obviously the work of the King. The fact that they can come directly to the Grand Observation Tower proves that these monsters are under the certain control of the King.

The girl's thoughts were fleeting, and the spark of the moment was enough for her to make a judgment——

Instead of slowing down, she ran forward at a faster speed!

Although the general was frightened by the girl's quick reaction, he also sprinted faster - there was no way he could let the girl escape from this cage called Tokyo Tower!

Then, just as he blinked, he opened his eyes and found that the girl's figure suddenly blurred and disappeared in front of him.

His heart tightened, and a terrifying moment struck him. Before he could think about it, Wang Jiang found that he was covered by a black shadow, and the wailing sound of monsters echoed in his ears. Wang Jiang also reacted belatedly.

Fujimaru Ritsuka caught the moment when the puppet blinked physiologically, dived down, placed his hands in the gaps between the marble slabs of the large observation deck, and flipped the entire slab towards him with a gesture like jumping into water.

The stone slab, which could be said to be fragile to the dragon's body, showed great power due to the king's relative speed. When the two collided, they exploded instantly, almost causing him to lose consciousness for a short time.

Fujimaru Ritsuka took this opportunity to roll up and rush towards the group of Deadpools.

The fists wrapped in gloves seemed to turn into pitch-black spears. Deadpool's body, which was stronger than any ordinary iron, was easily penetrated and torn apart like agar-agar tofu. The girl's fists were pitch-black but could only be described as bright, weird and ferocious. The Deadpool struggled and screamed, swinging the metal blade in his hand wantonly, but every move was countered, or was penetrated by the girl at a faster speed.

He raised his right arm with his palm facing inward, his four fingers together and slightly bent, and his finger bones pressed against Deadpool's side. The metal blade deviated from its original path and stabbed straight into the armor of his partner's abdomen.

The body sank, heat flowed along the spinal cord, and the physical explosion was completed in an instant like a fire. The waist and back tightened steeply, and the left foot kicked out without warning. Immediately the metal shattered, and the monster's continuous screams began to play like a fierce symphony.

The punches were like cannons, the blows were like hammer blows, the air flow was torn apart by the fists and feet, the violent wind and snow brought muffled sounds, and the roaring offensive easily shattered Deadpool's body, which was far beyond the hardness of steel, as easily as harvesting vegetables and mowing grass.

Blood and flesh were flying everywhere, but Deadpool was beating him more and more. Even if the girl reached the outer stairway, she probably wouldn't be able to climb down.

However, she had no intention of doing so from the beginning.

The girl pulled away and turned around, leaning her whole body against a very large dragon-shaped Deadpool.

The dragon-shaped Deadpool is a deeply evolved Deadpool. He should have been several times more powerful than the snake-shaped Deadpool, but in the hands of the girl, he didn't have many opportunities to show off, and he was ignored by everyone. At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka was leaning on his waist and elbow, and his left hand was stuck in the center of the dragon-shaped Deadpool's left elbow.

Bajiquan, Iron Mountain relies on it!

The next moment, an extremely powerful explosion exploded in his chest, and a semicircular wave of air pushed forward and charged. The dragon-shaped Deadpool turned into a thick wall, flying away a large area of ​​Deadpool behind him, knocking him over. go.

The girl exerted force with her left hand, and the dragon-shaped Deadpool's left forelimb was completely torn off. It was a metal blade like the front claw of a mantis. It showed a perfect arc and was covered with fine spikes. Just touching it was May cut flesh and blood.

The girl raised the sword with a terrifying aura, and instantly exploded with a speed far exceeding the speed of Inuyama Ga, the first person to represent Reishuna. She used the metal forelimb as a makeshift nodachi, and slashed horizontally again and again in an instant. Throwing the sword as a flying prop, completely cutting off the entire connection between the outer staircase and the large observation deck.

The king who had just crawled out of the slate behind the girl was almost dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

The girl's beheading was almost equivalent to completely blocking her escape route - she voluntarily gave up the hope of her own life!

Although, if the outer ladder is not cut off, Deadpools will flood into the observation deck in large numbers, and I will rely on these monsters to hold Fujimaru Ritsuka back and drain her of her little remaining physical strength.

But can anyone really make such a correct judgment in such a short period of time without even a trace of hesitation?

It only takes a moment to weigh the risks of slashing and not slashing. The girl thought about this and took action without any hesitation.

If this way doesn't work, then find another one.

She's always been this way.

Decisiveness may be one of her few strengths.

The outer ladder collapsed, and except for the flying dragon-shaped Deadpool, all the snake-shaped Deadpools began to fall. The iron ladder made a sour squeaking sound, twisted and deformed, and finally bent into a ladder that was even stronger than the snake-shaped Deadpool's jumping ability. The abyss of no return.

At the same time, her cheeks stung, the girl turned her head to the side without hesitation to avoid the sneak attack of the king behind her, twisted her body and kicked sideways while using her strength to retreat.

“It’s so annoying”

The girl said impatiently, spinning her body and taking a few steps back, and the king did not hesitate to press forward.

This showed that the king general was not only unconvinced by the previous defeat, but was actually accumulating the strength to fight back.

This is not surprising.

The king's body is transformed into a deadpool that has transcended human reason, and it seems that there has been another kind of transformation of the body.

This is a puppet, a puppet made with human hands, whose combat power exceeds the standards of an imperial-level hybrid.

The puppet has no sense of pain and no vital points. As long as the operator is still there, it can attack again like an evil ghost. It also has a recovery ability that far exceeds the limit of human genes.

The boss of the fierce ghosts himself is as immortal as the ghosts, which is really suitable for the situation.

The girl's complicated thoughts kept swirling in her mind. She had already prepared this one strategy in her mind, but she was still waiting for the time to come.

Cut down the outer ladder, fight off Deadpool, and then—

coming.

Suddenly, the girl's beautiful citrus-colored pupils suddenly shrank, but her expression remained unchanged. She changed her direction of retreating and headed towards the edge of the observation deck.

But when she was about to lean against the window, a hoarse roar came from behind, and several dragon-shaped deadlies flew out of the window, attacking Fujimaru Ritsuka without fear of death.

(The first step in the plan is to create a situation where it looks like you have to fight.)

Fujimaru Ideal's eyes condensed, and the red shadow came to meet the king. Her explosion surpassed the king, and continuous shattering sounds were heard. Jacob's limbs once again erupted with the frightening power in the myth.

That was the ultimate in continuous beating without breathing, but what was surprising was that after the black and red blood threads under the cyan scales broke, the king naturally repaired the adhesions, almost at the same speed as the girl's destruction!

The air let out a wail of pain, and the Baji Fist cooperated with Jacob's limbs to tear through the turbulent flow, but it failed to defeat the monster.

The king finally let out the truest cry of pain while the blood and flesh was flying——

Hoarseness, chills, and extremely harsh and sharp tremors roared out from deep within the body.

Then, he took the tidal wave of continuous blows and took another step forward. Using the crumbling and trembling ground under him as a support, he gradually raised his evil head.

At this moment, the body temperature of the king general was so high that it would cause the skin to fall off and the muscles to become necrotic just by touching it. Steam gushes out, which is evidence that the dragon's blood is boiling to the limit.

Dragon blood is extremely poisonous to any creature other than dragons. Burning dragon blood in this way is no longer a question of depravity, but that the body functions of any creature are not enough to support such an explosion.

Even Deadpool is the same.

The [Existence

——He just wanted to kill the girl in front of him to pieces.

The moment the king general rushed towards him, the girl had no choice but to give up the furious continuous blows and squeeze forward to roll forward. She was just separated from the king general and her back was against the elevator entrance.

Wang Jiang quickly turned around. His body could no longer be called normal. The bones were growing and deforming at a speed visible to the naked eye. Black bone spurs also broke through the surface of the body. The muscles of the body began to swell and twist, like twisted steel cables!

It was a pure monster, a transformation that became more and more like a dragon, but would only crush itself at the last moment.

The monster rushed towards it like a hungry tiger. Just as the girl made a move to dodge, she suddenly froze on the spot.

"Tsk."

The girl couldn't help but click her tongue, not just because she couldn't kill the king in one breath, nor because the king was about to resist, but because she suddenly felt a chill on her neck, as if she had a vision of the pharaoh sitting in the Egyptian pyramid.

That slash seemed to appear out of thin air, leaving no trace at all.

Even Wang Shougang and Fujimaru Ritsuka only reacted in that fleeting moment. The ghostly figure of Kazama Ruri suddenly appeared in the blind spot behind the king general, forming a perfect match with the king general.

No matter which way he hides, Fujimaru Ritsuka will die.

As expected, the reason why the king burned his own dragon blood was to let this body reach the limit of the semi-finished product of Deadpool in a short period of time, and to waste such precious resources just to allow Kazama Ruri's sword to cut it down.

Make sure you can kill the girl.

The atmosphere exploded, and the iron soles were deeply embedded after destroying the ground that supported him. Kazama Liuli pressed himself and slashed sideways. While tearing the wind, he was also convinced that this knife could cut through any steel and iron bones.

The ground shattered, and the king opened his arms as much as possible like a giant imprisoned in Tartarus, pressing towards the girl. His face was cruel and ferocious, and his hands were covered with messy and dense bone spurs, leaving him nowhere to hide.

Like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, the cold light was close to the girl's back, reaching an inescapable distance.

With his back against the elevator, he couldn't do it even if he was using force.

Checkmate.

(The second step of the plan is to create a moment that the enemy thinks will definitely kill me.)

The blade was already approaching, but the girl's legs suddenly softened and she fell down, sliding down with her back against the elevator.

And almost at the same time——

The elevator door opened.

To be precise, it was split open.

At this time, Fengjian Liuli noticed that the LED light on the elevator door had stopped on this floor for some time.

Indeed, General Wang cut off the power supply to some of the elevators, but only the special direct elevators from the special observatory to the large observatory, while the one on the lower floor was still in use.

But no one would notice the so-called LED lights on the elevator during this extremely tense battle, right? At least Kazama Ruri won’t!

At this moment, when the girl fell down, the elevator door was cut into pieces by four white lights. The sound of swords resounded throughout the observatory, and the light of the swords splashed into every corner of this space like a silver bottle exploding. .

The iron skin turned into the dead souls scattered in the light of the sword. The person in the elevator slashed away Kazama Ruri's sure-killing sword, and then turned his hand and slashed off the king's monstrously bloated wrist together with the protruding bone spurs!

Even the wind didn't have time to sound this knife, and the sunken bricks around the three of them were suddenly lifted into the air by the strong wind.

Fire like fireworks exploded in front of the cherry-red sword in front of Kazama Liuli, and his body was flipped into the air.

That is an almost impossible feat, unless the other party, like the three people on the observation deck, is the top emperor-level hybrid, and they have to intervene at the moment when King General Kazama Ruri has not even reacted and made preparations. , charge up your strength and draw your sword to slash out!

And there is only one person in Tokyo who can do this.

"I really have to appear at such a critical moment. Are you all going too far with yourselves?"

It has a calm yet slightly irritable voice, which is a classic style.

The dark black executive bureau team uniform was fluttering in the air, and Yuan Zhisheng stepped out of the elevator door, making a dull echo on the ground.

The two swords were separated on the left and right, and he took on the initial stance of Kashin Akechi-ryu and Reverse Cursor Blade-ryu.

There was a cold light in the man's eyes, as if there was an unquenchable flame burning inside, trying to burn out the two enemies in front of him.

Kaishin Akechi-ryu, also known as Kaishin Akechi-ryu, is a kind of swordsmanship that emphasizes movement, that is, posture, form, both artistry and practicality, with a focus on artistic swordsmanship.

But at this moment, in Yuan Zhisheng's hands, no one would doubt the artistry of his swordsmanship, and no one would care.

Deadpool's blood was still on the man's body, sliding down from the corners of his coat like a stream, dripping onto the ground, and blooming in enchanting flowers.

It was a murder sword, no doubt about it.

He lowered his body, his eyes were as sharp and cold as hawks, looking at the army with murderous intent.

You should be damned if you provoke the Sheqi family.

The remnants of the fierce ghosts deserve to die.

If you touch your own juniors, you deserve to die.

He couldn't help but look at the beautiful Kazama Ruri in front of him, who was as gorgeous as a witch. The two looked at each other in mid-air, and both could see the same meaning in each other's eyes.

Apology, guilt, fear, hatred, anger, and attachment all the emotions melted away after a few seconds and turned into simple and straightforward words.

——Chop you.