Chapter 400: Nali’s Change
Amidst the cold mechanical sound, Jia Yu Ming Yuan stood with his weapon put away.
The Hexagonal Han Sword had large and small gaps and traces of melting. The mechanical cluster of nano bugs in [Weapon Appearance] quickly filled the gaps and squirmed to repair them.
On Jia Yu Mingyuan's chest armor, there was a deep, huge, burning crack that spread from his chest to his lower abdomen. Large chunks of burned-through armor blocks were peeling off and were being replaced with backup armor blocks.
Looking very embarrassed.
But Song Shi could clearly feel that Chu Tonglu was still capable of fighting.
After receiving a blow that consumed one of his "fire seeds", the other party took it forcefully. The injury was indeed not light, but it was by no means serious - what is transcendence without injury?
The more injured you become, the braver you become, bucking the trend and trying to survive in a desperate situation.
For a third-level [Transcendence], this kind of injury, which is neither minor nor serious, can be regarded as a positive gain in a sense!
“If this sword doesn’t work, then there is no point in continuing to fight.”
Chu Tonglu released the armored prisoner Mingyuan and returned to the appearance of a middle-aged man.
"My peak power output in normal state is just like this. I have the secret skill of pressing the bottom of the box, but judging from this sword tube, it will not have any effect on you."
Chu As Tongluo walked this way, he took a piece of chewing gum from his coat pocket and put it in his mouth: "Humph, you are really good, I give up."
"I won't give in."
Song Shi waved his hand and humbled himself: "If you can take my blow, if you are on Beiting's defensive front, it will not be a problem to be selected as the 'seed'. Of course, it is not possible now. You are too old, over thirty years old."
Chu Tonglu's movement of taking the candy suddenly froze, and he argued: "Thirty-two years old is not considered old...it's just a little older than a teenager! Do you understand?"
Song Shi smiled but did not answer.
The sentence about being qualified to be selected as a "seed" is not a joke, it is the truth.
It can even be said that even among the "seeds", Chu Tongluo's talent can be ranked in the middle - this is the "seed" of the new generation training list of the Beiting Defense Front.
Anyone who can rank in the middle range here is a psychic genius who deserves to be vigorously cultivated anywhere and is expected to reach the fourth ring, [Sublimation].
The Academic Council back then might have considered whether to try to reconcile with Chu Tonglu and accept each other.
But before it was really settled, the latter took advantage of an experimental transfer and transportation through the wasteland, and relied on Jia Yu Ming Yuan to kill the escort and escape.
At this moment, Lapis Lazuli and Ai Lu floated down.
"Song Shi, do you want to go directly to Nali County, or find an area to repair for a certain period of time first?"
"Of course." Song Shi grinned: "Go directly to Nali County. ”
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Among the nineteen counties under the jurisdiction of the Touriku Republic, Nairi County is the smallest county in area.
Compared with "Chongyuan County", the largest area, Naili County is not even one-fifth of the former.
The word "Naili" in Nali County comes from Naili Mountain in the county. It is a mountain with an altitude of more than 1,000 meters and is covered with red maples.
Crack.
The powerful functions brought by the prosthetic body in the past have quietly disappeared at this moment.
A man has never felt that his legs are so heavy, as if they are filled with lead slurry.
Night had already fallen, and following the wishes of the old master, there was no lighting equipment installed in the Nali Mountains. It will knock people's bones and suck out their marrow silently.
The rapid breathing became the only sound in the night.
But "darkness" has never been an obstacle to men.
He is the current head of the Kamijama clan, a third-class family. He has second-level psychic powers and a top-notch prosthetic body carefully configured by a professional logistics team.
Night vision function?
No, his prosthetic eyes are far more advanced than this. For him, "bright as day" is not an adjective, but a statement of fact.
So he saw it.
The bright red stream winds down from the stone steps.
The mountain road was almost soaked in red, and the overflowing blood flowed to both sides of the mountain road, seeping into the gaps between the red maple leaves on the ground.
The man gasped and forced himself to raise his head.
Looking at the source of the stream. The once simple and elegant vermilion torii gate has long been turned into a Shura purgatory.
The fragmented flesh and blood, the damaged prosthetic body covered with sticky slurry, the wide-open and deathly angry eyes, the remaining frightened pale head, and the remains of severed limbs lying feebly. On the ground, even until his death, he could not get past the vermilion torii gate.
The emaciated figure stood in front of the torii gate, bent down and picked up a barely clean piece of feather fabric from the corpses on the ground, and slowly wiped the tachi in his palm.
"Kamima Masaki. Kamijama Masaki!"
Seeing this figure, the man cried and laughed, and the sad voice suddenly echoed in the red maple forest for a long time.
"At this time, shouldn't you be transferred away from Nali Mountain! Or should I say, you already knew it!"
The emaciated figure known as "Kamima Masaaki" stopped. the movements of his hands.
He changed into a knife-carrying posture and slowly walked down the steps.
The boots touched the greasy blood, causing a squeaking sound.
He stopped one meter away from the man.
Top down, looking at each other.
Masaki Kamama nodded slightly.
"Hehehehe. I'm just saying."
The man's face turned pale as if he had been hit hard, but he burst out laughing hoarsely: "I'm just saying that along the way, 'mountain ghost' Why are there only so few people from the Mountain Ghost Clan and the Mountain Tiger Clan? You have noticed it a long time ago!"
[The Mountain Ghost Clan] and the [Mountain Tiger Clan] both belong directly to the Kamijian clan. The former are secret agents and the latter are armed forces.
And "Kamima Masaki", the third-level [Truth], is the current leader of the Mountain Tigers!
“Master of the family.” Masaaki Kamima finally spoke up, his tone still maintaining his usual respectful tone: “Why do you want to rebel?”
"How could you say such a thing! Don't forget! Although you are adopted, your surname is 'Kamijian'!"
"I have not forgotten, Master." Masaaki Kamijama said: " Twenty years ago, I will always remember the day when your grandfather gave me the surname "Shangjian"."
"Grandpa?"
When the man heard this word, his voice suddenly became intense. Get up: "Don't use that word! It's this monster! In order to save his own life, in order to continue to survive! He has drained the entire Kamijama clan!"
"No, he just destroyed the Kamijama clan. It doesn’t matter! As long as the monster can live!”
"Then why don't you go talk to Mr. Genji Kamima?" Masaaki Kamima said.
The man seemed to have been suddenly splashed with a basin of biting ice water, and his heated words came to an abrupt end.
He looked at the other party in disbelief: "Tell me, let's talk? Do you think this will be useful?"
Kamima Masaki shook his head: "But in this case, the head of the family, You will not die."
"Those who decided to follow you to initiate this attack are already dead." Kamima Masaaki pointed at Torii: "Those who made a deal with you secretly and promised to give it at the critical moment. The foreign tigers and wolves who helped us have all left one after another, seeing that things are not going to work.”
"If you had chosen to have a good chat." Up to this moment, Kamima Masaaki still maintained meticulous respect: "This scene now will not happen, head of the family."
The man stood there blankly. , it took a long time before he weakly uttered a few words: "Your surname is also 'Kamima'. Do you really look at that monster and destroy the Kamijama clan?"
This time, Masaki Kamima was silent. .
After a few seconds, he said this.
“But the person I am loyal to is not the Kamima clan from the beginning to the end.”
"My allegiance is only to Mr. Genji Kamima."
Masaki Kamima knelt down.
He respectfully held up a rib, lowered his head, and shouted suddenly in a solemn voice.
"Master, please go to justice!"
So.
After three consecutive mournful shouts of "Ouch! Ouch! Woohoo! Death from heaven——!", a slight sound of slashing made the forest return to silence.
The red maple remains.
(End of this chapter)