Chapter 115 Major Event : Dragon Ninja War (Part )
10:47 am, on the glass curtain wall of a building on Luodehua Commercial Street.

Ke Xiaomo and the sect leader turned their heads and looked from afar at the disaster dragon species trapped in the giant bronze bell.

It hit the bell body almost frantically, blasting pits one after another on the surface of the giant bell. The brutal roar was intertwined with the roar of the bronze bell.

It almost resounded throughout the world, like the rumbling of thunder pouring into Ke Xiaomo's ears.

"You have been hiding this from me... for a whole half month."

Ke Xiaomo lowered his head, his eyes obscured by his falling hair. He asked gloomily, and the shadow sword in his hand disintegrated, turning into strands of shadows that fell on his fingertips.

"Yes, I'm afraid you will make the wrong choice." The sect leader said thoughtfully.

"But didn't you always teach me that nothing is more important than the people around you?"

"But he is not a human..." The clan leader took a deep breath, "He is a dragon, Mo."

"I have lived with him for nearly seven years, and I think I know him better than you do. Even though he has a part as a dragon, he definitely has a part as a human as well."

"No, you should understand that since it has the part of being a dragon, it is enough to sentence it to death." The leader said, "Destroying the dragon of disaster is the destiny of our ninja clan for generations."

"Even if it's wrong?"

"No, that's absolutely right. Leaving those monsters alone will only bring disaster to mankind."

"Then please tell me, if he is a monster, why can he be born in our family..."

The leader interrupted him coldly: "Because it is good at disguise."

"I don't think it's a disguise."

"You were just deceived."

"I'll say it one last time..." Ke Xiaomo paused and said in a deep voice, "I don't think that's a disguise. He could have been a human being... but he had no choice... he just had no choice!"

The clan leader stared at him in silence for a while, then spoke.

"Today you only have one choice: to protect this dragon or to follow the greater good."

"Great righteousness?" Ke Xiaomo growled with a gloomy face, "Master, what exactly is the great righteousness you are talking about? Why do you think it is great righteousness that I have to watch my relatives being killed by you with my own eyes?!"

"You're just fooled by it, Mo, don't get too involved in the drama."

Upon hearing this, Ke Xiaomo's face twitched slightly, and his voice became more gloomy: "If I deprive someone of his relatives, that is what you call righteousness..."

He paused and said, "Then I think you are wrong, completely wrong."

"Mo... you are really stubborn." The leader said deeply, "So what you mean is that you want to go against me, or even the entire Ninja Clan?"

"No, I don't want to be your enemy, but I will never allow anyone to take the lives of my family in front of me."

"He is the incarnation of the dragon of disaster in this world." The clan leader scolded solemnly, "Do you know what kind of disaster will be brought to this world if you let this dragon grow?"

"I don't care. If I can't even protect my own family, how can I protect the world?"

Ke Xiaomo spoke in a deep voice, slowly raised his right hand, squeezed out shadows from his fingertips, and gathered them into a ten-foot-long shadow knife in his palm.

He raised his long knife and pointed the tip at the head of the clan leader. A brutal face seemed to be reflected in the shadow.

"How dare you draw your sword against your master? How arrogant..." said the clan leader.

"I have already quit the Ninja Clan in the last second." Ke Xiaomo paused, "So, this is the last time I call you 'Master'."

He took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice.

"Master, please forgive my disrespect."

The moment he finished speaking, Ke Xiaomo had already rushed towards the sect leader, slashing out with the three-foot-long shadow sword.

The leader drew out his sword and used it to counter the blow. At the same time, the shadow of his feet slowly expanded, like a pond turning into a lake, and even completely covered Ke Xiaomo's feet.

"In my shadow domain, you can't use the shadow transformation technique at all, which means... you don't even have the chance to escape." The sect leader said calmly, "Stop it, Mo."

"From the moment I drew my sword against you, I never thought of leaving myself any way out."

"I am the one who taught you. I know you better than anyone else. You have no chance of winning against me!"

"Then you should know better than anyone that I will never compromise!"

Ke Xiaomo roared word by word, and with his brute force he knocked away the sect leader's sword, and his body bounced back several meters.

In a flash, he leaned over and stepped on the glass curtain wall, then shot forward like a spring, and the sharp tip of the knife pierced the sect leader's chest.

"How foolish."

The clan leader's eyes flashed, and he raised his sword forward, accurately pressing the middle of the blade against the tip of Ke Xiaomo's sword.

At the same time, the shadow under the sect leader's feet, like a deep lake, slowly became restless and bulged, and in an instant it condensed into a giant lion-shaped shadow behind him.

As the shadow of the lion appeared, the sect master's strength suddenly increased by more than a hundred times. His figure overlapped with the shadow lion's, and the long sword was just located at the part of the lion's fang.

Immediately afterwards, the shadow sword in Ke Xiaomo's hand shattered in the fierce collision, and he was blown away for more than dozens of meters in an instant.

But before he could catch his breath.

The sect leader merged with the shadow-cast lion and pounced on it in an instant. His fangs were like the claws of a wild beast, lifting Ke Xiaomo into the air.

Under the strong wind, the glass curtain walls along the way shattered.

As Ke Xiaomo's figure was blasted into the sky, the sect leader once again ran across the surface of the glass curtain wall with the shadow lion at an incredible speed, and instantly rushed to the top of the high-rise building.

Then he leaped forward, grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, and stabbed the blade downward, instantly piercing through Ke Xiaomo who was flying backwards, and pierced a huge gash in his abdomen.

puff!

Blood gushed out like a waterfall, staining Ke Xiaomo's clothes and face red.

He had almost no power to defend himself, his whole body convulsing, his eyes falling to the ground with emptiness.

The glass walls shattered wherever he passed, as if they were mourning his passing. Thousands of broken glass fragments fell like heavy rain, following his head like butterflies.

Ke Xiaomo listened to the dragon's roar beside his ears and slowly closed his eyes.

At the moment when he was about to close his eyes, he seemed to see some fragmented images reflected on the thousands of pieces of glass falling down.

It's like a revolving lantern.

He stared into one of the panes and saw the sunset reflected above.

It was a nostalgic scene.

Beautiful.

three years ago.

Ke Xiaomo hung upside down on the cliff, clasped his hands together, and stared at the sunset in the distance. The wind blew across his nose, and he watched the sunrise, sunset, nightfall, and grass growing and birds flying in this valley.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, at dusk one day, a hawk came from nowhere and bit off the ropes tied to his feet.

Then he fell from the sky.

The wind roared in his ears and the earth kept expanding in his pupils.

Finally, as he approached the bottom of the valley, he turned into a shadow and merged into the surface of the mountain wall.

In the shadow, he spread a pair of wings and flapped them upwards. His bird-of-prey-like shadow quickly climbed up the mountain wall, as fast as a beam of arrows shot by Houyi.

But it's not over yet.

The moment he reached the top of the cliff, his figure suddenly broke away from it.

Then a huge bird of prey made of shadows rose from behind him and lifted him into the sky with its claws.

He flew up like a bird.

The bird of prey flapped its wings desperately and carried him into the air from the top of the cliff.

Through the clouds, straight to the sunset.

He bathed in the afterglow of the evening, as if he were God at that moment, his dark clothes swaying like the tail feathers of a bird fluttering in the wind.

"You succeeded." The leader put his hands behind his back and looked up at Ke Xiaomo, "Bird of Prey, this is your 'Shadow Heart'."

He paused and said, "You are the first person who can perform the Shadow Transformation Technique without touching the shadow. Perhaps this is the characteristic of the Bird of Prey."

Ke Xiaomo retracted his shadow wings, landed on the top of the cliff, and stood side by side with the sect leader.

"But birds of prey sound very weak. I thought I could be like you, the Sect Master, and comprehend the powerful and majestic 'Shadow Heart' like a lion."

"No," the leader shook his head, "Each form of Shadow Heart is unique. Since the establishment of the Ninja Sect, over a dozen generations of disciples, those who were able to comprehend the 'Shadow Heart' have all become the next generation of the Ninja Sect's leaders. In other words, you are destined to be my successor and take over the position of leader in the future."

Ke Xiaomo was silent for a long time: "Can someone like me take on such an important position?"

"Of course, you are more suitable than you think." The clan leader smiled, "As long as you can turn your shadow heart into reality, then it will be the day for you to take my place."

"Turning the virtual into the real... May I ask how can I do this?"

"There is only one key. Listen carefully. Each form of Shadow Heart has its own unique symbol, which is a kind of spirit." The master said slowly, "So, you must know what your Shadow Heart symbolizes, understand it, feel it, and then you can truly become one with it and merge into one."

"What does my shadow heart mean..."

Ke Xiaomo pondered.

"You can only think about this question by yourself. You can't find the answer through others." said the sect leader.

"What does the Master's Shadow Heart symbolize?"

The leader was silent for a while, "Ambition."

He put his hands behind his back and said self-deprecatingly: "But after struggling for half of my life for the so-called ambition, I finally realized that the people around me are the most important."

"The lion represents ambition... and what does the bird of prey symbolize..."

Ke Xiaomo was thinking when he suddenly heard the singing of birds coming from the sunset. He looked up at the owls in the sky and watched them flying towards the sunset.

He opened his mouth slightly and uttered a word unconsciously.

"Freedom." Ke Xiaomo's body fell toward the ground from a hundred meters in the air, continuously turning over and over. The howling wind tore at his face and twisted every hair on his body.

He stared at the broken glass fragments with a misty gaze, and memories and chaotic images flashed across the fragments like a kaleidoscope.

Then, a faint human voice sounded in my ears.

At first I couldn't hear it clearly, but then it got louder and louder.

The sect leader's teachings day after day echoed in my ears like the rumbling of thunder.

"We must kill all the calamity dragons."

"The dragon of disaster is our enemy for generations."

The world seemed to be shrouded in the sorrowful dragon roars and solemn teachings. In the gap between them, ten thousand people were simultaneously striking the ground with the handles of their swords, like an ancient court of judgment.

"Even your brother."

"Even if it's your family."

"That's the rule."

“This is righteousness.”

No.

I was born...

As free as a bird of prey.

Absolutely not necessary.

Bound by no rules...

If the rules are wrong, then I...

Break the rules.

The next moment, Ke Xiaomo slowly raised his eyelids, looking like the most devout martyr in the world, and the bright sun at noon was reflected in his slightly open pupils.

It was like the sunset I saw at the bottom of the valley that day.

Then, a sharp flash of light flashed across the corner of his eyes.

At the moment when his body was about to fall to the ground, a waterfall-like shadow suddenly burst out from his back, like a dark pillar of light rising straight into the sky, swallowing up all the light.

It was as if day and night suddenly changed.

A pitch-black bird of prey was reflected above the thousands of pieces of glass that were falling with him.

The next moment, a pair of huge wings that covered the sky and the sun grew out from his back. Every time he flapped his wings, a gust of muddy wind would be raised, carrying the shadow of Weaving.

The eagle's cry resounded throughout the sky.

At that moment, Ke Xiaomo seemed to have turned into a bird of prey made of shadows. He raised his eyes and looked up at the huge shadow lion at the top of the tall building.

Then he slowly raised his right hand, and a shadow knife gathered in his palm, with the tip of the knife extending out from the beak of the bird of prey.

Immediately afterwards, Ke Xiaomo flapped his wings violently, and his body flew upward like a cutting knife. The cry of the bird of prey resounded throughout the sky, covering up all the noise.

At this moment, on the glass curtain wall at the top of the high-rise building, the shadow lion behind the sect leader was lying on the ground, like a ferocious beast waiting to devour its prey.

"He did it. He merged with Shadow Heart and turned the virtual into the real..." The Sect Master murmured, "What a irony. The genius that the Ninja Sect only sees once in a thousand years is actually a traitor?"

His eyes were as sharp as torches, and the dark owl circling up from the bottom of the tall building was reflected in his pupils. The corners of his mouth suddenly curled up.

"Grow up, Mo."

As he spoke, the clan leader raised his shiny long sword and ran wildly along the glass curtain wall to the bottom. The lion behind him ran wildly on the glass curtain wall with him.

It feels like I have run the path I should take in my life.

From the broken glass, a shadow lion that fell from the sky and a bird of prey that climbed up from the bottom of the valley collided with each other, causing a deafening roar.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to be submerged in overwhelming darkness, with only black and white remaining.

Ke Xiaomo and the clan leader swung their swords forward at the same time. The sword lights, as clear as lake water, met at this moment, and a clear cry like a flying bird was heard.

The shadow lion and the bird of prey blended together for a moment, and then moved up and down.

The general's armor on the leader's body cracked, spreading out thousands of cracks; then, the dark red helmet flew out along the corner of the eaves of the building and was lost in the city.

From the area near the pierced abdomen, Ke Xiaomo's waist had another bone-deep groove. He half-knelt on the glass wall and turned his head to look down.

The lion was falling to the ground and slowly disintegrating. The leader's pale hair swayed in the wind, he slowly closed his eyes, and his lips moved.

"Do what you want to do," he said silently.

Ke Xiaomo stared at the old man falling to the ground and turning into a pool of soulless flesh and blood.

Then he slowly lost consciousness, the shadow eagle clinging to his body disintegrated, and the shadow attached to the surface of the tall building at the bottom of his feet disappeared.

He lost his balance and fell to the ground under the force of gravity, closing his tired eyes.

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly flashed from mid-air, caught his body, and brought him to the ground.

Ke Yinzhi lowered his eyes, looked at Ke Xiaomo's face, and used a layer of dark substance to stop the bleeding for him. "Well done, you beat that old man."

Ke Xiaomo reached out his hand tremblingly, grabbed his arm, and whispered: "The dragon of disaster... is Yong, Yongzhu."

"I see it."

As Ke Yinzhi spoke, he turned his head and glanced at the dragon of disaster that had escaped from the bronze bell. This dragon had completely lost its mind and was in a rage that destroyed everything.

"Brother, save him...save our brother."

Ke Xiaomo opened his eyes slightly and spoke hoarsely.

"I will...sleep well, the pillows in the hospital smell good."

Ke Yinzhi spoke softly, picked up Ke Xiaomo, and temporarily placed him inside the Gibran Library, then walked onto the street and walked towards the paralyzed Mo Xiejia.

At this moment, the ink writer was lying in a pool of turbid blood and ink.

Ten seconds ago, he saw with his own eyes that the Black Judge used only two moves to crush the dragon he summoned with the forbidden blood-ink technique into air.

At the same time, it also shattered all his self-confidence in life.

Then, the ink writer had to put his hopes on the Ninja Sect leader, but he saw the leader fighting with Ke Xiaomo on the surface of the high building. Both of them used the Shadow Heart and turned it into reality, merging into one.

I thought the clan leader would win the fight and come to rescue him.

But in the end, it was the sect leader who was defeated.

At that moment, Mo Xiejia felt that his world was turned upside down, first by this Black Judge, and then by that Ke Xiaomo.

"What kind of monsters are these people..."

He sighed silently in his heart.

Ke Yinzhi stopped beside him and asked with a smile: "How is it? Did you see that? Your leader was dealt with by my brother." He spread his hands and said, "I told you... No one in the Ninja Sect can stop him."

"I admit it, your brother is also a monster."

The ink writer covered the bloody hole in his chest with both hands and spoke hoarsely.

"Just think of it as you praising us." Ke Yinzhi raised the corner of his mouth, "How about this, I'll spare your life, and you'll stay by Xiaomo's side and assist him from now on."

"I don't understand, what do you mean by this sentence?" Mo Xiejia asked intermittently.

"Don't you have a rule in your Ninja Sect that if someone in the Ninja Sect defeats the current Sect Leader, he will be promoted to the next Sect Leader immediately."

Ke Yinzhi tilted his head and spoke in a curious tone.

Mo Xiejia was silent for a while: "I see, I understand. I will stay with Ke Xiaomo and help him manage the Ninja Clan. Thank you for sparing my life."

"You're welcome. It's a fair trade."

Ke Yinzhi smiled and looked up at the rampaging dragon, "It's time to discipline our little brat. We can't let him run wild on the street."

"Oh, I almost forgot this... My memory is getting worse and worse."

He muttered to himself, tilted his head, and reached out to press the black earring.

At that moment, a red and black holographic projection enveloped Ke Yinzhi's body, making him look like he was wearing the clothes of the Black Judge.

Ke Yinzhi raised his right hand and touched the non-existent blood-red V-shaped mask, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "This new toy given by the Control Bureau is really convenient. Now I don't need to change clothes."

Then, he looked up and saw a figure flying out from the breach in the cinema on the fifth floor of Vientiane City. The figure was wearing a monkey mask and a silver and black metallic windbreaker.

"Brother and sister teaming up, how rare."

The Black Judge glanced at Black Goku, who was standing on the somersault cloud and overlooking everyone, then lowered his eyes and looked at the hundred ninjas who were trying to suppress the Dragon of Disaster with the Dragon Horn.

"First...let's get rid of these noisy ninjas."

He spoke casually as he pulled on his gloves as he walked forward.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred ninjas on Luodehua Commercial Street were all cut in half, turning into two pieces of sticky flesh and blood that spilled on the ground, and were then swallowed up by a dark light and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, the whole street was silent.

All that was left were the furious breathing of the Dragon of Disaster, the noisy sound of Black Goku's Somersault Cloud, and the magnetic metallic sound coming from behind the Black Judge's mask.

"Well, it's your turn next."

Black Judge turned his head as he spoke, and his eyes behind the mask were cast at the dragon that was completely out of control.

A hideous and bloodthirsty face was reflected in the pupils.

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