Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens

The fire snake swallowed and spit out light. Modern technology played a vital role on the battlefield. The physical fitness of the hybrids was not strong enough to resist firearms. Even if the deadpools in the dragon state were hit in the vitals, they would only die, not to mention that the bullets were filled with mercury.

Mercury is highly toxic to the dragon race...

Most of the fierce ghosts who confronted Inuyama He and his party were killed or injured in an instant. After a round of strafing, the weak ones were kicked out of the battlefield in an instant, leaving only dozens of "elites". These boss-level enemies who were already excellent in blood and stimulated by evolutionary drugs and allowed themselves to degenerate into deadpools could already fight back in the hail of bullets.

The alienated dragon claws had a steel-like color, and the dragon scales were broken inch by inch. The fearless fierce ghosts rushed towards the enemy position with bloodthirstiness in their eyes. With their current physical fitness, it only took less than two seconds to disperse the position.

The thugs who completed the task of clearing the miscellaneous soldiers put away their guns without hesitation and retreated to remain vigilant. Inuyama He, Chu Zihang and Caesar took a step forward at the same time.

"It's our turn now."

A smile appeared on Inuyama He's old face. He raised his long sword and disappeared like a ghost. When he reappeared, he had beheaded an enemy general. Except for Caesar, Chu Zihang and the strongest few among the fierce ghosts, no one in the audience could see his movement trajectory clearly.

"The head of the Inuyama family is still strong and healthy. That is the Word Spirit, Moment."

Caesar whistled, "It can increase its speed exponentially. It is divided into nine levels, but it is said that the strongest user of this Word Spirit has only broken through to the eighth level."

"It is a Word Spirit that can make the weak stronger and the strong stronger, and even if you know it, you can't target it."

Chu Zihang's eyes flashed with an inexplicable look, "I remember that this Word Spirit seems to be a lower-level Word Spirit of Principal Angers' Time Zero? But theoretically, the multiples of Moment should be far better than Time Zero."

"Theoretical and actual values, the ninth-level Moment is said to be 512 times, and it is hard to say how many times faster it can actually be. Principal Angers' Time Zero may have a lower decay rate. Let's go too."

The modified Desert Eagle aimed at a leader, and Caesar fired two shots in a row. The "Sickle Weasel" brought accurate shooting. The first bullet hit the weak bone temple and shattered the protective scales. The second bullet followed closely and smashed the skull, causing an explosion.

The blade of Murasame trembled slightly, and the living spirit inside seemed to sense the master's desire to fight. Fine water droplets appeared on the blade, and Chu Zihang rushed into the position.

He swung his hands and splashed blood. The extremely sharp blade could easily cut the dragon-like scales, and the efficiency of killing was even faster than Inuyama He who doubled the power in an instant.

A leader whose body was more than half dragon-like blocked Chu Zihang's blade, and his fingers were almost cut off, but he grinned and wrapped his whole body around Chu Zihang. Even if he was almost torn apart by the huge force, he would not let go. Another enemy had taken the opportunity to grab his devil-like claws towards his heart.

Boom!

The azure Junyan suddenly erupted, radiating intense high temperature with Chu Zihang as the center. The deadpools screamed and wailed, and their bodies began to burn and melt. He raised his hand to execute the deadpools one by one, and walked out surrounded by flames, like a youthful version of the King of Bronze and Fire.

Caesar immediately quit. Although he was a teammate, he was still unwilling to be outdone by Chu Zihang.

The ancient Word Spirit began to vibrate, and the sound became louder and louder like thunder. The invisible wind demon sickle weasel turned red in the trembling, and the messenger turned into a blood-sucking messenger between visible and invisible.

Word Spirit·Blood-sucking sickle!

Puff! Puff! Puff!

In just a few seconds, countless blood-sucking sickles cut the Achilles tendons, knees and joints, blood gushed out, and rows of enemies fell paralyzed and lost their resistance.

The remaining lucky people looked around in horror but could not find the attackers. This invisible oppression frightened them more than the visible massacre. Seeing their companions fall one by one, they finally collapsed and fled.

"I'll go after them."

Chu Zihang exhaled a foul breath and chased after them with some of the executive bureau cadres. The remaining cadres stepped forward to clean up the bodies and took the ghosts who had lost resistance into the car. They would be locked up in the family's "black prison" and never come out.

The joints of an evil ghost were cut by the blood-sucking sickle and could not move, but he still bent his body like a loach and tried to bite people with his sharp teeth.

Caesar raised his eyebrows, "Are these ghosts so loyal to the king? They are willing to fight for their lives even though they know they will die."

"Don't try to understand ghosts with human thinking. They are the embodiment of the bloodthirsty and brutal temperament of the dragon clan. If you can understand them, it means you are not far from ghosts."

Inuyama He spoke calmly, with a bit of desolation in his voice.

The ghost laughed crazily when he heard their conversation, his face twisted, "How can you, a group of adults with good blood, know the sorrow of ghosts? You have been specially taken care of since you were born, imprisoned in a small corner of the world forever, and subjected to endless tests..."

"Even if there is no Lord Wangjiang, we will choose to retaliate against you, the perpetrators who imprisoned us with high-sounding and legitimate reasons!"

The executive bureau cadres took him away with a gloomy face, and he shouted hysterically before getting on the car.

"We are human! We are the same as you!"

Caesar was slightly startled, and his expression changed slightly after hearing this.

Inuyama He noticed this and smiled and shook his head, "Gatuso seems to be very touched?"

"A little bit, the mixed-bloods in Japan are all from the Eight Snakes, so the fierce ghosts should also be..."

"Yes, the Sheqi Eighth Family are the managers of the dark side of Japan, but managers also have a dark side. The fierce ghosts are all defected members of the Sheqi Eighth Family. They were controlled and restricted because of their unstable bloodline, and then because of Defected due to dissatisfaction with the status quo.”

Inuyama Ga chuckled in a low voice, "Kantuso-kun, do you think we are not good enough to our tribesmen? The blood test is very strict and will never wrong anyone. For those tribesmen, we will also arrange their residence, food, clothing, housing and transportation, educational opportunities, and inspection periods." They can be released after they pass. They do not have freedom, but we have tried our best to treat them well. "

"You think they are pitiful and they have been treated unfairly, but in fact, what every defected ghost likes to do most is to rape and kill women, and wantonly kill ordinary people who offend them, including the elderly, children, women and children. , each fierce ghost is carrying at least dozens of lives. "

He sneered, "If you really think it's an unfair revenge arranged by us, don't we just do it? Why do you bully unarmed ordinary people with your blood? Isn't it because the officials of the Eight Sheqi Family and the Executive Bureau are difficult to kill, but ordinary people can't?" There is no room for retaliation. They believe in the law of the jungle like animals. "

"These ghosts always talk about yearning for the light and saying that they are moths in the shadows. In fact, the first thing they do after they get free is to vent their desires. If they don't kill people along the way and cause trouble, How can the people from the Executive Bureau catch up so easily?"

Inuyama Ga concluded coldly, "Evil people are evil for no other reason than they are born evil."

Caesar felt that this was a bit extreme, but he couldn't refute it for a while.

One is because there is a certain truth, and the other is because the world will never be as beautiful as ideal. How to deal with clansmen with unstable bloodlines is probably the best solution that the eight Sheqi families have tried for generations. He just came here a few years ago. It is not convenient for outsiders who do not understand the situation clearly to express their opinions.

There was a sudden vibration on the phone. Caesar took out the phone. It was his uncle Frost Gattuso. He frowned and spoke coldly.

"What's the matter?"

"Caesar, where are you now?"

Frost's voice was strained and urgent.

"Tokyo, Japan, I'm on a mission, what can I do?"

"It's nothing, it's just that something happened at school...and then, your father might have to go there."

Frost knew the relationship between father and son, and his tone on the phone was very tactful.

Caesar's frown deepened, "What is he here for?"

"I don't know. It means that there is a good understanding between father and son. I feel that you have grown up a lot recently. I want to have a heart-to-heart chat with you?"

Frost's voice was hesitant, and he obviously couldn't understand why his brother, who was flying around the world and showing mercy all day long, wanted to see his son on a whim.

"When will he come?"

"Are you going to pick him up from the airport?"

"I could try taking a yacht and blowing up his private jet with a rocket launcher."

Caesar spoke calmly.

"I'm afraid you don't have that chance."

Frost smiled bitterly, "He came in a hot air balloon, and... he's already here."

Caesar hung up the phone and looked up as if feeling something. The huge parachute moved from far to near. The man hanging below looked like he was in his thirties, with handsome features and a bohemian smile. He had a strong body, especially his chest muscles. Extremely developed.

"Son! Dad is here to see you!"

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The man smiled and waved to him, with a frivolous tone in his voice.

Caesar expressionlessly raised the Desert Eagle, aimed it at the parachute, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

…

Chu Zihang, who was pulling Murasame out of the fierce ghost leader's body, suddenly stopped and felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart. He covered his heart and frowned, feeling a sharp pain in his forehead.

The blood of the leader of the fierce ghost slowly expanded on the ground, spreading into a pool of scarlet mirror, and a vague towering figure flashed past in the mirror.

…

The two people moving at high speed turned into phantoms, and every sword light thrown was like the brilliance of the stars and the moon, illuminating people's eyes. When the weapons clashed, sparks flew out, like trees and silver flowers, and the sword light was as dense as a heavy rain.

Without anyone's intervention, Yuan Zhisheng was at a disadvantage again, and Kazama Ruri was actually growing!

Now he didn't drink the last tube of primer that stimulated the latent medicinal properties, but facing off against an opponent of similar strength made his blood circulate faster and digest the evolutionary medicine bit by bit. His hair grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes became... More and more brilliant.

The complex word spirit was reverberating. Yuan Zhisheng was the first to use the word spirit. It was the most likely thing for a hybrid to turn defeat into a winning word spirit. A transparent domain was created, and a majestic aura spread.

Yan Ling·Kingdom!

This word spirit can make everything in the domain subject to heavy pressure according to the owner's wishes. Under ten times the gravity, even a hybrid or a deadpool can only lie on the ground and grovel to avoid breaking the spine and bones.

Kazama Ruri's body became slow and heavy. Although in the eyes of ordinary people, his movements of swinging the sword were still as fast as lightning and not much slower, the opponent could detect the difference.

Swish, swish, swish!

The dense blade light slashed at all parts of Fengjian Liuli's body. The crisscross wounds instantly covered his body, which was whiter than a woman's. Blood splashed, but he seemed to feel no pain. He still laughed wildly and swung the knife. The speed of hair growth accelerated. He could still persist under the domain of Wangquan, and even the effect of the medicine was evaporated faster!

"Wangquan, it's really a word spirit that matches my brother! You are always so outstanding, a natural leader. Remember, when I couldn't keep up with my teammates when playing basketball when I was a kid, you stood aside and pointed me with your lips."

Fengjian Liuli's voice gradually became gentle, "I'm different. I'm always laughed at for being like a girl. My word spirit is also like a girl. I don't have my brother's mighty and domineering aura at all. It's a pity."

His word spirit was also released. The invisible domain did not replace Wangquan. It brought a silent murderous intent. It was the spiritual word spirit belonging to the White King, Meng Mo!

Eri raised her hand again. Fengjian Liuli's word spirit made her feel uneasy. She wanted to "judge" him before the domain was formed!

"Don't worry, I'm here."

At some point, three magatama began to rotate in Lu Ke's eyes, and finally connected into a line.

At the same time, a layer of blue light emerged from his hand, covering the two people on the battlefield at the same time. They stopped their movements and slowly closed their eyes.

"Let me make a little adjustment."

...

The scene in front of Yuan Zhisheng suddenly changed, and he fell into a dream.

That was at home when he was a child. He saw himself and his brother hugging each other and warming each other with body temperature. He saw his brother leaning against him and looking at him with longing eyes.

His perspective did not follow himself but followed his brother.

He saw a man with a white Noh mask appear in front of his brother. The man used a fascinating song and dance drama to attract his brother little by little, and let the boy follow him to the back mountain.

When the boy was tired and sweating, the man took out tube after tube of medicine to tempt him to drink it, and tempted him to fall little by little. Finally, he took out a black clapper.

Then Gen Chijo fell into a ghost, and on the night when she killed him, she became Fengjian Liuli, becoming the "Dragon King" of the fierce ghosts.

He rolled over and over again in the sound of the clappers, and his hands were stained with blood again and again.

…

Fengjian Liuli also fell into a dream. He opened his eyes in surprise, but found that the nightmare he had set early had changed. The picture in front of him was not the unforgettable picture he and Gen Chisheng shared, but something else.

He watched indifferently as Gen Chisheng, a child, protected him again and again, watched him stroke his head again and again, and watched himself snuggle in his brother's arms. He could only fall asleep peacefully every day by listening to his heartbeat.

His perspective did not follow himself, but followed his brother. He saw his brother accept the hard training that he had never seen before, and took on the task of killing ghosts in the expectant eyes of his adoptive father. Then he went to the store and bought the game console he had always wanted.

This time, he saw the whole thing from beginning to end, saw his brother's eyes filled with astonishment, sadness and despair when he found out that he was the ghost that needed to be killed, saw his brother's tears when he stabbed the knife into his heart and threw it into the bottom of the well, and saw him waking up from nightmares countless nights.

He watched Yuan Zhisheng grow up little by little into the head of the executive department of the Japanese branch, becoming the real head of the Genji family and the "Emperor".

…

Time passed quickly, and Yuan Zhisheng saw Fengjian Liuli, who was about to kill Lu Ke under the control of the king, and Fengjian Liuli also saw Yuan Zhisheng, who was also holding a knife and ready to kill Lu Ke.

When the two people's eyes met, the realm of the nightmare tapir disappeared silently.

Yuan Zhisheng and Fengjian Liuli opened their eyes at the same time and fell into silence.