Chapter 65 Dragon Slaying War

After changing into a set of casual clothes, Huang Quan took out the alchemical knife placed in the safe house.

The sword comes from Japan and is an ancient sword with a long history and legend.

It has a great reputation in Japanese mythology. It is said that it was once ruled by the Hojo family and conquered countless demons and monsters of all sizes.

——Onimaru Kuninaga.

This weapon was owned by Hojo Tokimasa, the first ruling family during the Kamakura Shogunate period in Japanese history.

In this world of dragons where famous historical characters are generally half-blooded, the first ruler, Hojo Tokimasa, would naturally not be a simple person.

After archaeological research, Bai Mo determined that the strength of his bloodline was at the level of Shadow Emperor, and that he was a monster of the same level as Uesugi Yue.

Based on archaeological and modern surveys, Bai Mo determined that the historical records of slaying evil spirits in dreams were actually the Japanese tradition of killing high-risk, degenerate hybrids like the demons whose bloodlines had run wild.

This sword is stained with the blood of countless hybrids, so its strength is naturally comparable to or even surpasses the Spider Cut and Boy Cut weapons in Minamoto Chisei's hands.

Of course, the price Qi paid to dig out this weapon was huge, and the price he paid was very heavy.

Huang Quan pulled out this alchemical knife that looked like a katana. Her own bloodline strength comparable to A+ grade allowed her to pull out the dusty alchemical knife.

The next moment, the living spirit sealed within the sword began to verify the bloodline of the holder.

Just as only the Dragon King could completely pull out all the seven deadly sins and then wield them freely, the same is true for this weapon. Without the corresponding bloodline strength and mental strength to suppress the living spirit that is ready to kill its master at any time, I am afraid that after the sword is drawn, it will become a mad demon that only knows how to kill.

"Quiet." Huang Quan spoke word after word in dragon language, suppressing the active living spirit.

"This weapon is enough to deal with the upcoming situation." Huang Quan secretly thought about the possible super-version enemies and flicked the sword.

Huang Quan put Guimaru Kunitana into the scabbard and manipulated the elements to strengthen the alchemical array engraved on the scabbard.

Not long after, Onimaru Kunigahara was completely free of the elemental fluctuations that the hybrids could sense, and it now looked like a product of modern defensive craftsmanship.

After putting the knife into his bag and fully armed with a sniper rifle and other equipment, Huang Quan left the safe house.

While walking on the road, Huang Quan paused.

At this time, she had confirmed through the vision of the other Baimo that someone was following her.

'The Gattuso family?'

'Or a wild hybrid?'

Huang Quan quickened his pace and quickly left the street.

Behind her, a black man wearing a hip-hop T-shirt was holding a mobile phone.

"Is it her?" Next to the black man was a thin man who looked like a monkey.

"Yes, the Hunter website has a bounty worth thirty million US dollars."

At the end of his words, the black man's face showed an uncontrollable greed.

"Will there be any danger?" The skinny man asked uncertainly, "There is so little information."

"Of course, so I hypnotized a nearby gang, and they're going to cause trouble for her." The black man shook the bracelet on his wrist.

This is an alchemical item that has the function of amplifying people's psychological thoughts. It is a product with extremely high consumption but often low effects.

The skinny monkey nodded, then he released his Word Spirit, Dark Illumination, and wrapped himself and the black man in darkness again.

At this moment, the two men entered the shadows silently, and even the surveillance cameras could not capture the two of them.

As the black man expected, after magnifying people's desires and thoughts and those emotions broke free from the constraints of reason, the nearby gang blocked Huangquan at the entrance of an alley.

The leader of this group of people was a gangster with a tuft of purple hair on his forehead.

This group of thugs blocked Huang Quan with steel pipes and daggers in their hands. The one who looked like the boss raised his eyebrows at Huang Quan with a sly smile.

"money."

Simple English that expresses their meaning.

I think you are like a fish in water. Can you sponsor me some beautiful Franklin green tickets?
"Bang." The sound of a pistol going off.

The next second, the boss fell straight to his knees, his hands covering his heart, blood seeping out of his lips. In front of him, Huang Quan twirled the revolver in his hand, his eyes were neither happy nor sad, as calm as the deep sea.

The gunshot just now came from a revolver.

Such a quick and decisive action naturally caused these people to flee in panic like monkeys scattering when a tree falls.

"Run." A gangster shouted, and then people ran away in different directions.

Huang Quan turned his head and looked at a nearby camera that had just been pointed at this place, and whispered, "Trouble."

None of the half-breeds who are able to survive in the Hunter website are idiots, and they would never do anything like provoking the higher-ups.

There may be some half-bloods who think they are the protagonists because of their spiritual powers and superhuman qualities, but after encountering the beating of reality, such people will either die or honestly act as a scheming Voldemort.

Such as the black man and the skinny man.

When they determined that there was so little intelligence, their first reaction was to conduct a "test" to determine Huang Quan's abilities in all aspects.

Mingzhao hid his position and followed and monitored from a distance.

The mind-disrupting alchemical props are used to provoke nearby gangs and let them test Huang Quan's level.

Using the opponent's force to counter attack, and using the momentum to deduce the result, this is a way of playing that the two of them are already very familiar with.

Huang Quan put away his weapon, turned around and left.

Not long after she left, the two of them stood in a blind spot of surveillance not far from where Huang Quan was.

At this time, the skinny man withdrew the Word Spirit·Underworldly Illumination, then he took out the medicine from his arms and calmed his body.

Not every hybrid who awakens their spirit words can use them as an instinct. Those in Kassel Academy are only a minority in the hybrid world.

Factors such as a bloodline that is not strong enough, the complexity of the words, or the strength of the words being too high can cause some mixed-bloods to cause harm to their own bodies when using their words.

He is one of them.

"How is it?" asked the skinny man.

"Very strong, the bloodline is at least B-level." The black man shook his phone.

On the phone was a video of Huang Quan firing a gun. The speed, agility, and accuracy shown in the video gave him a preliminary "estimate" of Huang Quan's strength.

"Do you want to do it?" the black man asked the people around him.

"Thirty million, we can't let it go."

Money moves people's hearts.

"Okay, then..."

The next moment, a bullet as powerful as an armor-piercing bullet tore the black man into two pieces in front of the skinny man.

Blood, internal organs, broken red, green, purple and yellow things splattered all over the skinny man's body. A gust of wind howling at high speed made his eyes blurred by a wave of blood.

Before the skinny man could react, a sound like the god of death swinging his scythe appeared in his ears.

"Hunter website..."

The butcher knife fell and his body parts fell down.

Huang Quan looked at the corpse that had been cut into pieces by his knife, feeling neither happy nor sad.

A sniper rifle fired at close range, with an alchemical bullet. One was a sword technique that Onimaru Kunitsugu used to kill people.

The death of two ordinary Hunter website members was a matter of course.

"Hunter website, reward of 30 million." Huang Quan looked at the content displayed on the phone that fell to the ground, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

At this moment, she seemed not only to be looking at her mobile phone, but also to be looking at the employer who posted the reward.

　Thank God for the reward from the otaku, and also ask for waves to read

　　
　
(End of this chapter)