Net King: Walking into Tatehai University with Damocles on his head

With the appearance of the giant sword and the increase of power, Wizman's value has gradually soared -

Both of them were on the verge of exploding.

"Lord——"

The Red Sword couldn't wait any longer, not only because he wanted to protect Nioh, but also because he was also furious.

"Puh~Okay!"

The young man narrowed his eyes and looked helpless, but in fact he had already made up his mind.

His sword couldn't wait! Why would he refuse?

Come play everything!

"bring it on!"

This is not the first time I have used this trick, so the same embarrassment as last time should not occur again.

Ren Wang thought silently.

He thought back to the last time he was in such a predicament. He accidentally turned the whole house upside down. That was not good!

The fox boy smiled calmly at the people around him. The people around him didn't understand what was going on.

Above the sky, the giant sword that was originally silver-white with a hint of transparency suddenly disappeared.

Everyone watching outside was startled. What did this mean?

The Colorless King, is this gone?

It’s not surprising that they think so, as this was the case the last time the giant sword of the Colorless King disappeared.

Later, the news came back that the Colorless King had been destroyed!

Now it’s exactly the same scene, no wonder they think so much!

This time, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable——

Such a powerful king was gone so suddenly!

Many people covered their chests and mourned the death of such a genius.

And indoors.

Because there was a big hole in the roof, everyone naturally saw the sword of Damocles disappear.

"What is he going to do? Why did he suddenly make his Sword of Damocles disappear?"

Zhou Fangzun was stunned for a moment and then got angry. Is this kid out of his mind?

After laughing, I was ready to surrender, as if my brain was kicked by a donkey!

Of course, Niou is not crazy. He must have his own plans if he wants to do this.

After all, he can't bear two swords of Damocles by himself. If he wants the Red Sword to appear, the original Colorless Sword must disappear.

It's just that this process looks a bit scary and may easily cause discomfort to everyone, but he didn't say that.

The fox smiled secretly in his heart and said, it’s okay, everyone will get used to it!

He quickly jumped to create some distance, ensuring that he would not be suddenly attacked when summoning a new partner.

Ren Wang smiled slightly, "Now it's time to change the way--"

"What?" The laugh was too abrupt. Although it was not loud, the two people had been fighting, and Bishuiliu's mind was completely on Renwang, so he heard it.

The next second—

The familiar, strange red flames burned fiercely in front of him again—

But it is different from many years ago——

Magnificent flames, layer upon layer, continued to rise from the bottom up, red, gold, yellow, orange, silk colors, wrapped the boy wearing a fox mask and a white outfit——

The corners of his mouth had a slight smile that seemed to be provocative and ostentatious. He was not annoying at all, but rather gave people a feeling that he was quite cute.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The sound of his heartbeat suddenly appeared, but he——

There was only one person left in his eyes, and it seemed that no one else could be seen within the range of his sight.

This unique concentration also made him forget that he was the Colorless King, so why did the flame suddenly appear? This question -

but--

He didn't care, he forgot, but the people around him had to stay together for him.

"what's the situation?"

"Isn't this guy the Colorless King?" What? He's a sudden guest?

Panzhou Tianji almost lost the cigarette at the corner of his mouth.

Can the Colorless King still emit flames? Is the Colorless King a member of the Red King's clan?

"What's going on with you? When was your power taken away by someone else?" That's right, the person he was asking was the Red King Zhou Fangzun who was standing next to him.

Zhou Fangzun paused and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

But if I don’t say anything now, it seems a bit - that’s something!

Since this is the brother I know, I have to fill in the gap for him no matter what. Even if I have to take the blame, it's not a problem!

Right!

“Ahem—maybe he had integrated his power into my body a few times when I asked him for help to heal my wounds before!”

That was a good excuse. After all, Suohono had almost taken Niou as his own clan. At that time, Niou was not yet the Colorless King, so...

This reason is also quite reasonable. At least others can't find any faults.

Suho-sama's idea is still good, the main point is to cover up for Nioh.

After what happened today, Ren Wang's identity will definitely be exposed. After all, the fight has come to this point. The mask will be taken off soon!

Although he is strong, he cannot withstand the number of people who covet him. Generally speaking, the fewer people, the better.

Zhou Fangzun took part of the responsibility on himself, hoping that he would no longer be watched by various forces...

Unfortunately--

Niou himself is a loser.

Almost as soon as Zhou Fangzun finished speaking, the young man wearing a fox mask on his right foot smiled kindly and waved his left hand. The red flames that were originally surrounding him also condensed in his left hand as he waved it. Under the eyes of everyone, it turned into a very beautiful and simple red sword with strange patterns.

Flames turn into swords, no problem.

The sword looks simple and has magical patterns that make people feel mysterious at first glance.

but if--

This sword looks exactly like the Sword of Damocles on the Red King's head, that's a big problem!!!

It cannot be said that they are exactly the same, after all, they are different in size.

The one above Nioh's head is an enlarged version, while the one under Nioh's hand is a reduced version. This may be the only difference!

but……

Haha, how should I put it? The people present didn't care about this difference at all!

Everyone wanted to know what was going on, their eyes almost popped out of their heads, but no matter how hard they stared, the sword in Niou's hand was exactly the same as Suohon's Sword of Damocles!

"How is this going?"

Under the influence of the fire, several people who accidentally broke through the roof also happened to come up at this time.

Hatta Misaki, who is actually Suoh-sama's most authentic little brother, is really good at finding problems. As soon as she showed up, she found the core of the problem -

"What's going on? Why is Brother Zun's Sword of Damocles in that kid's hands?"

It's also shrunk!

Wait - can the Sword of Damocles be held in the hand of a human?

Alas--

Young men always like to think too much, commonly known as self-strategy. Hatta Misaki's surprised gaze forgot and forgot again, looking left and right. On the left, he looked at the boy wearing a fox mask, and on the right, he looked at the plain stone slab next to him, but the pattern carved on it was very similar to the Damocles lace.

Finally, we get a magical conclusion:

"The Damocles Slab has taken on a human form???!!!"

Otherwise, why would it be this trend?

Right!

What is this, right? What kind of brain could come up with this plot?

"What are you thinking about? How is it possible that the Sword of Damocles can transform into a human form?" The man next to him, who was in tatters and looked like he had walked out of some corner, rushed towards him violently.

The man touched his hair, revealing his beautiful eyebrows, and took out a pair of glasses from his pocket and put them on.

There are so many people here, can you please not embarrass yourself?

"Kusanagi-san, why did you hit me? How else do you explain the current situation?" Hatta Misaki pointed at the sword in the hand of the boy wearing a fox mask.

"That's real, our brother's sword of Damocles, right—"

As for that fox boy, who knows where he is from? Anyway, no matter where he is from, he is not Brother Zun!