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Chapter 120 Torrential Rain, Tokyo, A Bloodbath at the Auction (Part 4)

Amidst the pattering rain, Xia Pingzhou slowly turned his head, and together with the nine members of the White Crow Brigade, looked towards the wall in the corner of the ruins.

Suddenly, a door appeared on the dark wall.

Immediately afterwards, someone pushed open the door from the other side, behind which was the scene of the auction in the mirror.

The auction house in the mirror had been completely ransacked by the auctioneer. The guests and seats had been swept away by the exploding playing cards, leaving the entire venue silent. Very few guests survived, and they were undoubtedly all formidable figures.

At this moment, Robert, with his mechanical box head, was standing behind the door, a flock of crows flying overhead, passing through the wooden door and into the ruins.

Amidst the fluttering of crows, the villains of the White Raven Brigade rose from the ruins, accompanied by wind, rain, and thunder, and slowly walked toward the door frame in the corner of the ruins, as if a group of ravenous demons were making their grand entrance under a spotlight formed by blood.

Xia Pingzhou was the slowest to set off.

"I'm leaving," Ayase Origami said expressionlessly to Xia Pingzhou.

She raised her right arm, drawing upon thousands of stacks of paper that had been stored in the abandoned building.

The pages deformed in mid-air, instantly transforming into thousands of fluttering butterflies, which accompanied Origami Ayase through the portal and into the scene of the auction in the mirror.

Paper butterflies fluttered about, the sleeves of her ochre-red kimono danced in the wind, and Origami Ayase's eyes were empty and deep.

Wearing wooden clogs, she wrote in mid-air with a piece of paper and said to Robert:
"Radish head, so slow."

Bai Tanlang stepped over the threshold and said in a deep voice, "This is so slow... I'm almost falling asleep while waiting."

"So slow, so slow!" Lan Duoduo walked through the wooden door and bumped Robert's shoulder hard with a grin.

Robert scratched the mechanical box's head, defending himself, "Well, I can't help it if you say that. The commander instructed that we must not act until after the auction has started, otherwise the auctioneer won't have taken the goods out of the vault yet."

"Hey... you old fogies, stop making things difficult for Carrot Head." Andrew, sniper rifle in hand and cigarette dangling from his lips, smirked as he stepped over the wooden door. "What did Carrot Head ever do to you? Isn't it good enough that he risked his life to open the door for you?"

The Bloodline licked his lips: "But the leader killed them all by himself, what are we supposed to do?"

Anlens stepped through the wooden door, put his hands in his suit pockets, and looked up at the remaining five people in the hall: Jing Shou, Lan Hu, Li Qingping, the Second Prince, and Zhou Jiuya.

His gaze lingered on Lan Hu, Li Qingping, and Zhou Jiuya for a second in turn.

Anlens smirked and said, "Why even ask? Aren't there three heavyweights left for us?"

Oda Takikage and Natsuhira silently crossed the threshold; neither of them were particularly talkative.

Xia Pingzhou looked up at the scene. At this moment, the Black Chrysalis's restraint avatar had died in the indiscriminate explosion just now, so he was calling for the Black Chrysalis's main body to come.

Finally, Jack the Ripper, carrying a dark red dagger, walked through the wooden door, his black school uniform collar swaying in the wind stirred up by the crows.

Her first question was, "How should we divide the work?"

The hacker yawned and put his hands in his overalls pockets.

The little brat said without even looking up, "The leader said to kill everyone at the auction and that's it."

He smacked his lips. “There are two auction houses in total. This is the auction house in the mirror. The scum in the real auction house also needs to be dealt with, so you’ll send a group of people over there.”

"Then, Uncle Takikage, go and clean up any stragglers in the corridor on the fifth floor of the building. Your tracking ability is the strongest, so you won't let any of them escape."

At this point, the hacker rubbed his dark circles. "Carrot Head and I don't fight. I'll go collect the auction items. If Carrot Head dies, it'll be hard for us to escape, so we'll just watch from behind and wait for a door to open."

Robert clearly had no objection to this job assignment. His job was simply to open doors, open doors, open doors, and otherwise take naps, naps, naps—a time-saving and effortless position among the group members.

"Then I'll go clear the people out of the corridor. You can have the two auction houses."

After saying that, Oda Takikage's figure immediately disappeared into the shadows beneath his feet.

Just then, Anlens took a coin from his suit pocket, tossed it into the air, and it tumbled in mid-air. He gave a slight smirk, looked at the crowd, and said:
"The winners stay in the auction house in the mirror, while the losers go to another auction house to clean up the small fry."

So, apart from Robert and the hacker, all eight members of the group looked at the silver coin swirling in mid-air.

"Frontline." Xia Pingzhou was the first to speak. The weakest among them displayed the strongest spirit.

“Front-facing,” Ayase Origami said. She had clearly waited for Xia Pingzhou to speak before saying it, wanting to agree with him.

"Frontline." The Bloodline smiled slightly.

“Then I’ll face it head-on too!” Lan Duoduo raised her arms like a primary school student, her blue hair swaying slightly.

“The other way around,” said Jack the Ripper.

“The opposite,” Andrew said.

“The opposite,” said White Greed Wolf.

“Then I’ll bet on the other side too,” Anrons said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, he placed the silver coin, which was spinning rapidly in the air, on the back of his right hand, then slowly lifted his left hand to reveal the result.

At this moment, the coin on the back of the hand is facing up – "tails".

"The other side won."

Anlens looked up from the coin, a smirk playing on his lips, and announced, "Then, as previously agreed: the newcomer, the underworld heiress, the vampire lady, and Lan Duoduo, the four of you will go to the auction house next door to clear out the small fry; I, the ripper sister, Uncle Andrew, and White Wolf will stay here."

Xia Pingzhou remained expressionless, thinking to himself, "Good result... I'm going to beat up my little sister then. I never wanted to stay here and play high-level games anyway."

"Yay, yay! I'll follow the newbie then." Lan Duoduo put her hand on Xia Pingzhou's shoulder, smiled at him, and said, "Handsome, I've got your back!"

Xia Pingzhou reiterated: "I don't understand Cantonese."

Lan Duoduo stuck out her tongue: "Tch, then let's not speak Cantonese."

Origami Ayase turned her head and glanced at the Bloodline: "What are you doing following me?"

The Bloodline yawned and said dismissively, "I'm just following a newbie."

Robert placed his hand against the wall, creating a new portal, and said:
"This door connects to the 'real-world auction house.' Hurry up. Takikage is already killing people in the corridor; don't add to his workload."

Upon hearing this, Xia Pingzhou, still the least skilled, walked to the front and was the first to approach the wooden door, showing no awareness of his novice status.

Ayase Origami, along with Bloodline and Lan Duoduo, followed behind him, passing through the wooden door one by one and entering the auction hall in the real world.

"Then I'll go collect the auction items. Call me when you're done killing people, and I should be finished by then."

After saying that, the hacker looked down at his phone and walked towards the secret corridor behind the auction stage without looking back.

One minute ago, at the auction venue in the real world.

"The leader... is actually Ritsu Haibara?"

After receiving the notification from Black Chrysalis, Ke Qirui rested her chin on her hand and pondered for a moment.

She immediately identified the group leader based on the limited information available to her.

So she told Sakura Takeshi and Fuyuyama Nobunaga to hold their positions for the time being, and then used her phone to contact Xu Sanyan and Lin Zhengquan, who were guarding outside the corridor, and asked them to go with her to the Mirror World to check on the situation at the Mirror Auction House.

Immediately afterwards, Ke Qirui and Su Zimai left the real-world auction house.

They hurried toward the mirrored entrance.

However... less than five seconds after the two stepped out of the auction hall, a huge commotion and uproar came from the auction hall behind them.

Hearing the sudden noise, Su Zimai was slightly startled and quickly turned to exchange a glance with Ke Qirui.

"Let's go back and take a look," Ke Qirui said.

"Mm." Su Zimai nodded.

The two quickly returned to the real auction venue.

Standing at the entrance of the auction hall, Ke Qirui raised a clear, sharp eye and looked up at the vast auction hall.

At that moment, four unexpected figures appeared on the auction stage, attracting everyone's attention. The spotlight shone on them: a girl in a pure white kimono like a doll, a handsome boy in a black hoodie, a blonde woman with red eyes in a red dress, and a girl with blue hair wearing a punk-style T-shirt.

Behind these four people was a wooden door that led to the auction house in the mirror world.

At that moment, thousands of paper butterflies emerged from behind the door, fluttering and dancing in the air.

Ke Qirui murmured, "So they really found an opportunity after all... The No. 7 member that Black Chrysalis mentioned opened a door for the Phantom Troupe in the auction house, and it seems that the battle has already started in the Mirror World."

Knowing Ayase Origami's abilities beforehand, the auctioneers did not leave too many paper objects in the auction hall to prevent Ayase Origami from using them.

Therefore, the only explanation for this scene is that Origami Ayase brought these pages in from elsewhere.

The purpose, of course, is... to unleash a massacre.

Gazing at the figure leading the group of four, Ke Qirui murmured a name:
"Xia Ping Zhou."

She lowered the brim of her stag hat and peered at the four people on the stage from beneath it.

Leaving aside Xia Pingzhou, both Lan Duoduo and Ayase Origami are on the publicly disclosed Phantom Troupe list, so the ability of Bloodline is still unknown.

"Commander, what should we do?" Su Zimai frowned. "So many small fry are getting in the way."

Ke Qirui reached out to stop Su Zimai and whispered, "Let's see how things go first. It will take me some time to wake up the movie demon; and with so many people around, it's not good for me to release the train demon. It's easy to accidentally hurt our allies."

She paused for a moment, then looked at Sakura Takeru and Fuyuyama Nobunaga, who were also standing at the entrance. "Miss Sakura Takeru, Mr. Nobunaga, you two must not take any action. It would be best to let the elite teams from the underworld test the strength of the Phantom Troupe first, and then we can make a plan."

Sakura nodded, then frowned as he looked at the four members of the Phantom Troupe on the auction stage.

Nobunaga Fuyuyama did not respond. He took out his katana from the hilt of the sword at his waist. The blade hummed silently, reflecting a chilling light that was hard to look away from.

At this very moment, inside the auction hall.

The 100 bodyguards, disguised as guests, sprang up from their seats like wolves in sheep's clothing baring their fangs after seeing the four people emerge from behind the wooden door. They launched a fierce and relentless attack on them.

"Die, you bastards of the Phantom Troupe!"

First came 50 armed bodyguards, who raised their submachine guns while growling.

Gunfire and bullets rained down like a storm, sweeping towards the four people on the stage; some even pulled out rocket launchers, and with a loud "bang," rockets equipped with miniature thrusters shot towards the four.

However, all of this was blocked by a pale white barrier formed by paper butterflies—neither gunfire nor exploding rockets turned into light illuminating the faces of the bodyguards themselves, and did not shake the sky full of paper curtains.

The next moment, the pages transformed back into a flurry of butterflies, flying off in all directions.

No matter how many shots the 50 armed bodyguards fired, they couldn't stop the swirling paper butterflies. In the dazzling onslaught, each bodyguard's throat was slashed with a graceful gash by a butterfly. Clutching their bleeding necks, the bodyguards cried out and collapsed to the ground, unable to rise again.

Of the other 50 superhuman bodyguards, half were also instantly devoured by the paper butterflies.

One of the bodyguards possessed the ability to grow to giant size, instantly expanding his body tenfold to protect the remaining 20 bodyguards behind him.

In a matter of moments, the enormous body was devoured by the swarms of paper butterflies until not a single trace remained. Thousands of bloody mouths spread out, and blood cascaded down like a waterfall, staining the auction house floor red and spreading endlessly.

When they came to their senses, the giant had become a pale skeleton.

Another bodyguard in a suit managed to break through the storm of paper butterflies that swept in like a whirlwind.

He charged forward, unleashing his powers like a suicide bomber, and swapped his position with that of the Bloodline.

In the blink of an eye, the bodyguard in the suit appeared in the original spot of the Bloodline—the auction stage; while the Bloodline switched places with him and was surrounded by superhuman bodyguards below the stage.

He turned to look at Origami Ayase, who was standing close by, and with a ferocious expression, he opened his suit jacket, revealing a series of bomb devices strapped to his body.

Without turning her head, Origami Ayase casually swung her right hand and chopped off the neck of the bodyguard in the suit with a hand chop.

With a "snap," his head and body separated, before he could even detonate the explosive device attached to his body.

But the device still started its countdown, so Origami Ayase used paper butterflies to wrap the bodyguard's body in a suit, creating a cardboard shell that turned the bodyguard's body into a mummy.

Immediately afterwards, the bomb device on the body exploded, and the raging flames were completely engulfed in the cardboard box—the power of the explosion only burned the body of the bodyguard to ashes, and not even a muffled thud could be heard outside the cardboard box, let alone any aftershocks.

"Oh oh oh..."

Lan Duoduo hummed twice, summoned the Strange Tales Illustrated Book, held it in her left hand, raised her right elbow and put it on Xia Pingzhou's shoulder, tilted her head and teased, "The young lady is going crazy, it's rare to see her so serious... As a newcomer, it seems like there's no room for us to make a difference."

Xia Pingzhou remained silent, standing on the platform and gazing at Su Zimai at the entrance.

Immediately afterwards, he and the two members of the troupe on the stage lowered their eyes to look at the bloodline who had been teleported by superpowers into the circle of bodyguards.

The three members of the troupe had no intention of stepping down to help the Bloodline.

He simply watched as the bloodline was besieged by the surviving twenty-odd superhuman bodyguards.

In that instant, the elite captains of the superpowered bodyguard team, the dragon-level superpowered individuals—"Serpent," "Red-Eyed Crocodile," and "Blue-Faced Demon"—suddenly sprang into action. They ordered the bodyguards behind them not to attack, and then moved towards the Bloodline.

The "great snake" transformed into a gigantic python covered in pristine white scales, its suit instantly ripped open, and the giant snake dragged its tail as it charged forward.
"Red-Eyed Crocodile" transformed into a red-eyed crocodile, burrowed into the ground, and with a rumbling sound, attacked the Bloodline from beneath the auction house.
The "Blue-Faced Demon" unleashed its supernatural power, transforming itself into a ferocious blue demon that lunged forward to bite.

They are all shapeshifters and elites in the Japanese underworld. They fought their way through fierce competition and climbed over mountains of corpses to reach their current positions. Each of the three is full of confidence in themselves.

Even the White Raven Brigade would be no match for them.

“You’ve got the wrong person… It would be fine if you brought over one of our new hires, but you chose me.”

The bloodline woman smiled and teased, her arm outstretched to the right.

He raised his right index finger, and a stream of blood gushed from his fingertip. In an instant, the blood solidified in mid-air, transforming into a five-meter-long crimson sword.

In an instant, she gripped the blood sword, casually swung the blade in a circle, and swung it forward in an arc wrapped in blood light.

"The Great Serpent" and "The Blue-Faced Demon" were the first to be hit, and were simultaneously cut in half at the waist, turning into a slump of flesh that flew through the air. With a "crack," their remains slammed into a pillar in the hall, splattering a pool of dark blood.

Immediately afterwards, a chilling crimson light emanated from the longsword and spread outwards like a whirlwind, cutting the remaining twenty-odd bodyguards in half at the waist.

After a long silence, the bodyguards stared blankly down at their own bodies.

They watched as their upper and lower bodies split apart.

Slowly, more than twenty upper bodies slid to the ground first.

Then, more than twenty lower bodies slowly knelt down on the ground.

If you don't look closely, this scene looks as if more than twenty corpses have suddenly appeared out of nowhere on the ground, which is quite horrifying.

"Hey! Bloodline, there's still someone hiding underground!" Lan Duoduo, bored, reminded him.

"I'm not deaf," Bloodline said calmly.

She pricked up her ears, listened to the rumbling sound coming from underground, and casually tossed the longsword in her hand upwards.

In mid-air, the blood-forged sword slowly spun two or three times, then suddenly accelerated countless times, piercing the ground like an arrow.

The next moment, the red-eyed crocodile, which was suddenly emerging from the ground and trying to launch a surprise attack from behind the bloodline, felt a blackout before its eyes and heard a "plop" sound. Its entire brain was buzzing and vibrating.

When he came to his senses, he realized that his head and his entire body had been pierced through by the five-meter-long blood sword, just like a piece of roasted meat skewered on a skewer.

The red-eyed crocodile's body slid into the pit and slowly lost all movement.

At this point, all one hundred bodyguards in the auction house were killed.

The bloodline stood with an elegant posture, motionless in place, her red skirt fluttering like the twilight sky, and her pale golden hair undulating gently like waves.

"Did you prepare any other toys?"

She tugged at the corners of her lips as she spoke, raising her crimson eyes to look ahead.

At this moment, less than 10 seconds had passed since the four members of the troupe appeared, and only a few figures remained in the huge auction hall, all of whom were gathered at the entrance of the auction hall.

They are Sakura Takeshi, Fuyuyama Nobunaga, Ke Qirui, and Su Zimai.

Ke Qirui remained calm, staring directly into the provocative gaze of the bloodline.

Su Zimai stood there, stunned. Faced with the overwhelming smell of blood, her face was filled with astonishment, and her feet were unable to move.

Sakura Takeshi and Fuyuyama Nobunaga were both pale, their faces contorted with fear and rage, their hands trembling slightly. They had known the Phantom Troupe was powerful, but witnessing it firsthand revealed the true nature of these monsters.

Ke Qirui lowered the brim of her stag hat slightly and said calmly, "Miss Sakuratake, Mr. Nobunaga, as you've probably seen, I don't think it's advisable to fight them. Let's go to the Mirror World first..."

However, before Ke Qirui could finish speaking, Sakura Takeshi and Fuyuyama Nobunaga had already rushed forward.

Sakura Takeru's expression was extremely cold as he roared and swung his longsword, sending thousands of petals sweeping forward.

Ayase Origami fell from the auction stage, and the thousands of paper butterflies surrounding her suddenly coalesced into a lifelike long dragon.

The ten-meter-long paper dragon merely flapped its paper wings once, scattering the petals that Sakura had swung. Then, the paper dragon suddenly flapped its wings and charged forward, crawling on its body.

In an instant, the paper dragon appeared behind Sakura Takeru. It tore off Sakura Takeru's head, held it between its teeth, and then slowly turned around, tearing her body apart with its paper wings.

On the other side, Nobunaga Fuyuyama coated his katana with a layer of flowing water, which slowly coalesced into the shape of a flowing dragon in mid-air as he roared and strode toward the Bloodline.

Bloodline shrugged, blood gushing from his right fingernails, forming a long spear in mid-air.

She raised the blood-red spear, twisted her arm backward to gain momentum, and hurled it toward Fuyuyama Nobunaga.

"Boom—!" A deafening roar as if the air was being torn apart echoed.

In an instant, the blood-red spear pierced through the raging dragon formed by the confluence of waters, and also pierced through Nobunaga Fuyuyama's chest, impaling him on the spear shaft.

The crimson spear, carrying Nobunaga Fuyuyama's body, traversed half the distance of the auction house, piercing through countless pillars before finally embedding itself in the wall at the entrance.

The blood-stained gun landed only three meters away from Ke Qirui, and the immense wind pressure lifted the brim of her hat.

Despite witnessing this scene, Ke Qirui remained calm.

She raised her hand and touched Su Zimai's head, saying calmly, "The Japanese just don't understand human language... They have a strong sense of pride, and all they know is how to sacrifice themselves for the greater good. They won't allow themselves to retreat. What's the difference between that and committing seppuku?"

Beside her, Su Zimai was as pale as paper, frozen in place like a statue.

This was the first time she had ever seen such a scene since becoming an exorcist.

Just seconds ago, there were hundreds of people in the auction house, which made people feel relatively at ease, but in just a few seconds, they were all wiped out by the enemy with unstoppable force.

The White Raven Brigade's methods are as ruthless as a butcher in a slaughterhouse, treating humans as mere pork on a chopping board. Every cut is executed with extreme efficiency and ease, giving the impression that they are thinking, "After slaughtering these pigs, we'll go home. What should we do then?"

"Sanyan and Lin Zhengquan said they have arrived."

Ke Qirui glanced at her phone and broke the silence that had enveloped the auction hall.

Then she slowly removed the stag hat from her head and placed it on Su Zimai's head. She said:
"Although I know it's immoral to say this, it would actually be easier for us if everyone died."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Sanyan and Lin Zhengquan rushed in from the corridor outside the auction house.

Lin Zhengquan frowned as he looked at the blood-soaked scene in the auction hall.

He said in a low voice, "Sorry I'm late. I ran into a ninja in the hallway and we were at odds for a while."

A ninja, Oda Takikage of the Phantom Troupe? Thinking of this, Ke Qirui casually asked, "How's that ninja you mentioned doing?"

Xu Sanyan replied expressionlessly, "That ninja has temporarily retreated. His goal seems to be only to kill the other bodyguards in the corridor. He doesn't seem to intend to fight us to the end."

As he spoke, he glanced at the piles of corpses in the auction hall and couldn't help but taunt, "Captain, you're really wicked... You waited until all the bodyguards were dead before you made your move?"

"No... it just takes a little time to wake up the 'Train Demon' and the 'Movie Demon'; they both hate rainy days."

Ke Qirui spoke calmly, reaching into her trench coat pocket to take out a retro-style one-way mirror, which she then slowly placed above her left eye.

Xu Sanyan took the cigarette out of his mouth, stubbed it out with his fingers, and then said calmly:
"That's why I said your Sky Chaser is strange. It's supposed to directly 'seal and control demons,' yet it depends on the demons' moods. Isn't that a contradiction?"

"Xu Sanyan, let's not gossip at a time like this," Lin Zhengquan sighed. "These people are not to be trifled with."

"MaiMai, can you still move?"

Ke Qirui asked softly, turned her head to look at Su Zimai, and raised her hand to touch the stag hat that had been placed on her head.

Su Zimai was silent for a moment, then her lips moved slightly: "Hmm... I can still move."

"That's good... Watch closely, this will be the first time you see us get serious since you joined the Ghost Train."

Ke Qirui spoke calmly, then looked away from her face and at the four members of the tour group.

Su Zimai hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

She took a deep breath, suppressing her slightly trembling right hand, and watched without moving as the four members of the tour group slowly approached.

For some reason, she always felt that Xia Pingzhou's gaze was fixed on her from beginning to end, like a hungry wolf staring intently at its target, which made her shudder.

　Asking for a monthly ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)