As soon as the Human Emperor Banner came out, I became the Lord of the Old Ones

Chapter 49: Rolling Stone Night
A month later.

Rolling Stone Castle.

The most prosperous satellite town on the outskirts of Dawn City.

This is the "planning area".

The place where chaos and order meet.

Arena, gangs, bounties, underground black market.

Evil spirits, banned cards, smuggling, illegal modifications.

The neon lights that shine from late night to day add a touch of drunkenness and debauchery to this wild city.

On the fighting spirit arena, the collision of old souls and fresh flesh and blood, the roar of ferocious beasts and the roar of humans, intertwined into a never-ending main melody.

"Kill him! Kill him! Tear him apart!"

The late nights at the "Shadow of the Rose" bar are always so exciting.

The smell of blood in the ring stimulated the audience below, making their blood boil and making them crazy.

In the dark corner, the man, completely covered in a cloak, had an extremely cold look in his eyes.

The life-and-death struggle of the spirit masters in the arena seemed like just a child's game.

Opposite the man, the sharp-nosed and monkey-faced intelligence dealer lowered his voice and chattered incessantly:
“…No one knows what’s going on, it seems someone is secretly offering a huge reward.

"Mercenaries, hunters, gangsters, cultists, wanted criminals, evil spirit masters, card banners, heroes from all over South Island are pouring in like a tide. Wow, there's going to be a lot of excitement in Dawn City in the next few months.

"By the way, the local patrol team is getting a new deputy captain. Don't worry, the Security Bureau has never been involved in matters in the planning area, and the deputy captain is just here to retire.

"But be careful walking at night. A serial killer has recently appeared in the area. He specializes in hunting down evil spirit masters at midnight. In just seven days, at least five evil spirit masters carrying banned cards have fallen into his hands."

"Serial killer?"

The man in the cloak finally spoke, "I thought the thing that Rolling Stone Castle lacks the least is serial killers."

"of course."

The tipster laughed. "But this is different."

"How is it different?"

"You'll know when you meet him."

"Okay, is there any more?"

"There's also the latest intelligence. Someone reportedly saw Johnny 'Red Lizard', a thug from the Swamp Gang, enter the Rolling Stone Castle this afternoon."

The tipster said, "The Swamp Gang is a bunch of lunatics who even dared to rob a card company. The red-bristled lizards are scarier than serial killers. Forefathers, please don't run into them."

The man in the cloak laughed softly.

Nine crystal clear coins were slowly pushed across the table.

Deep in the crystal, undercurrents surge, as if sealing off a series of bizarre souls.

"Hey, man, I thought you knew the rules."

The information dealer frowned, "Ten pieces of information, ten soul coins, no cheating!"

"The last one, I don't need it."

The man leaned forward, revealing half of his face from the darkness.

With the help of the crazy flashing lights, the intelligence dealer could clearly see the man's blood-red eyebrows.

He suffocated instantly: "Hong, Hong——"

"Shh..."

Johnny Red-bristled Lizard shook his head slightly and patted the intelligence dealer on the shoulder.

Bloodbrow disappeared into the cloak, and the cloak disappeared into the darkness, and he slipped out quietly through the back door.

Rolling Stone Castle is always shrouded in endless rain and fog late at night.

The neon lights shine in the fog, like a bizarre dream.

There were wailing, laughter, beating, and shouts of killing.

Everything becomes chaotic, ambiguous and unclear in the rain and fog.

Johnny walked leisurely through the mean streets and alleys.

He didn't stop until he reached the corner where there were some broken glass pieces, then he stood with his legs apart and unzipped his pants.

As expected, a piercing chill came from my waist.

"Don't move, hand over the money."

A deliberately low voice came from behind, "Don't play tricks, I saw you walk out of 'Rose Shadow', you have plenty of money!"

In the reflection of the broken glass, Johnny vaguely saw the other person's outline.

Scarlet horns, a skull face, pitch-black wings, and backward-bent sheep hooves.

An absolute devil.

"Don't mess with me!"

Seeing him hesitate, the other party threatened viciously, "I have killed many people!"

Johnny was stunned and chuckled.

The guardian spirit [Vampire Lizard] that had been secretly summoned long ago and was hanging high above his head fell silently.

The strange tail inlaid with sharp blades swung lightly and pierced through the demon with a ghost face and goat hooves.

The "devil" screamed and revealed its true form as if it had lost all its energy.

It's just a [Phantom Jellyfish].

"Listen, I just got into town and I don't want to cause any trouble."

Johnny looked at the robber who claimed to have "killed countless people" and found that he was just a pale and helpless teenager.

He sighed, "Hand over the card reader and card pack, and get out."

The boy trembled as he untied the broken old card reader.

"I, I only have this one 'Illusion Jellyfish'."

The boy had a sad face and his teeth were chattering.

"it is good."

Johnny nodded.

Crushed the boy's throat.

"Bah." Johnny spat at the boy's body lying limp on the ground after discovering that there was only a cheap black iron card inserted in the card reader.

Then, he heard a "squeaking" sound of metal friction behind him.

A fragmented black armor slowly emerged from the darkness.

Johnny's pupils shrank.

The reflection in the broken glass made him laugh.

"The remnants of the night?"

The Swamp Gang thugs muttered to themselves, "They're even robbing this kind of ragtag mess. Has Rolling Stone Castle become an amusement park now?"

Without even looking back, the "vampire lizard" turned into an extremely sharp blood-red light.

As if it had just killed hundreds of people, the sword with a scorching blade slashed on the breastplate of the "Remnant of the Night".

The active skill of "Vampire Lizard", "Blood Slash"!
It was beyond Johnny's expectations.

The "Remnants of the Night" did not collapse.

The breastplate did explode, but inside was nothing but black mist that symbolized an unyielding will.

And some slimy, shiny stuff.

This thing is like a highly sticky gel, firmly gluing together every piece of armor of the "Night Remnants". Even if it is torn into pieces, it can be restored instantly.

It also provides a spring-like buffer, evenly distributing the fierce attack of the "Vampire Lizard" to every piece of armor.

"Crystal slime mold?"

Johnny couldn't believe his eyes.

The premonition of death made his brain work at its limit instantly, allowing him to see through the opponent's spirit control technique.

The other party summoned two guardian spirits at the same time.

The "crystal slime mold" is used as a buffer layer and adhesive, nested within the "Night Remnants".

This approach can make up for the defects of the "Night Remnants" to the greatest extent, such as slow movement, poor rotation, high hardness but also high brittleness.

But how is that possible?

Summoning two guardian spirits at the same time and performing such a delicate operation requires extremely high standards from the spirit master.

Those who can do this are all famous masters.

How could such a master have nothing better to do than show up in the mean streets of Rolling Stone Castle?

Johnny didn't want to know the answer.

After years of wandering in the wilderness, his intuition, honed on the brink of death, told him that the most important thing right now was not thinking.

But run away!

As soon as this thought came into his mind, he felt a piercing pain in his lower body.

When he looked down, Johnny's eyes bulged out and his heart was pounding with fear.

The boy whose throat was clearly crushed by him and was lying on the ground like mud.

At some point, she opened her dark eyes and smiled faintly at him.

Along with a smile, a black sword that seemed to be condensed from a nightmare silently pierced into the base of his thigh.

The blade pierced his kidney and intestines and became lodged between his lumbar vertebrae.

Pain flooded my brain.

Johnny, who had just woken up from a dream, realized that he had fallen into the boy's trap from the beginning to the end.

Regardless of the "phantom jellyfish" disguised as a demon.

It is also a dual guardian spirit formed by the fusion of "Night Remnants" and "Crystal Slime Mold".

It was all a feint.

The young man himself is the most deadly weapon!
"Ahhhh!"

With life and death at stake, Johnny roared like a trapped beast.

The "Vampire Lizard" flashed above the two men's heads and exploded violently like a ball of blazing fire.

The advanced skill of "Blood Slash", "Blood Sacrifice" is activated!
The boy was caught off guard and was engulfed in the scarlet flames.

Johnny gritted his teeth and pulled out the black blade from his thigh, then crawled away seven or eight steps.

In the end, because his thigh joints and lumbar vertebrae were severely damaged, he fell heavily to the ground.

"Did you kill him?"

The Swamp Gang bandit struggled to crawl for more than ten meters, leaving a shocking trail of blood. He didn't hear any movement behind him, so he looked back with lingering fear.

No.

The "blood sacrifice" ripped the boy's clothes.

The bandage wrapped around the boy's right arm was also burned to pieces.

His right arm was particularly pale, thin, and scarred.

Perhaps it was stimulated by the "blood sacrifice".

On the paper-white skin, black marks mysteriously appeared.

The deep flame originating from ancient times lingers between the marks, dancing eerily as if it has life.

"Slurp, slurp, slurp."

Accompanied by the terrifying sound of flesh and blood growing.

The brand turned into black flames, enveloping the boy's right arm, expanding, lengthening, and burning.

Against the backdrop of his terrifying right arm, the boy's figure looked even thinner.

The boy looked at his right arm, then at the terrified Johnny, and frowned slightly.

"You woke it."

The boy complained calmly.

Under the hazy moonlight, the shadow of the right arm broke through the limit and continued to grow and bloom.

Until it was dragged on the ground, the end bent and turned into an extremely dark black sickle.

This was the last scene that Johnny the Red-bristled Lizard saw in his evil life.

(End of this chapter)