Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

Before he finished speaking, a knife flashed.

The familiar "Tiger Shake" move pierced through the chest, tearing the humanoid Hydra's chest cavity to shreds.

"So much nonsense!"

With a cold expression, Uesugi Kiyoshi, whose biggest secret had been exposed, made a ruthless move.

This time, there was no more noise.

At the same time, the sea was trembling, and a tsunami was born in the distance, sweeping towards the center of the sea.

The seawater was boiling, like an underwater volcano erupting.

The world is collapsing.

This is a sign of the fall of a god.

Uesugi Kiyoshi exhaled a breath of stale air, silently reciting a passage in his mind. Soon after, a crack appeared before him.

He contacted DedeCMS, and after the owner of the dream mirror died, this space became less impenetrable.

"Liu, let's go."

Liu Longren and Uesugi Kiyoshi, who seemed to be just making a brief appearance, strode into the deep spatial rift.

The next second, the world spun around, and Uesugi Kiyoshi opened his eyes in the real world.

His expression was so gloomy it was almost frightening, until Izumi Rin cried out in surprise and rushed over. Azuma Maki excitedly grabbed his sleeve, and Narumi Shingo gave him a meaningful smile, while the Great Demon King of Mount Oe roared in his heart with great satisfaction.

Only after all this happened did his expression gradually relax.

He turned around, gazed at the collapsed hydra statue in the underground reservoir, remained silent for a long time, and then looked back at his "companions" with whom he had developed a close and inseparable relationship.

Uesugi Kiyoshi suddenly smiled, his gaze becoming firm.

"I'm different from you!"

Chapter 235 Flower of the Other Shore

"Oh! Uesugi! What did you do? You really killed the Outer God?!"

"How did you do that! Impossible. Only an Outer God could kill an Outer God!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi fiddled with the earphones that had been reactivated for a few moments, and said calmly, "I didn't kill her; she got away."

"From what I've heard, it's about returning to a place called the Astral Plane—where is that?"

Professor Edward muttered to himself as if he hadn't heard a word.

"Ran away? Yes. When an Outer God leaves our world, they minimize the influence they leave behind, which is almost like a sign of death."

"The Astral Sphere is a general term; the area outside our world is collectively called the Astral Sphere."

“There’s a bunch of lunatics in Western Europe and North America who are studying astrology. I can’t talk to them. Instead of being so unrealistic, I should study something practical and useful.”

"Once Hydra returns to the Astral Plane, it will be twice as difficult for him to descend into this world again. This operation was a great success. The instruments show that Ueno's vital signs have returned to normal, the cell mutations have stopped, and he is being repaired by his own supernatural power."

"Not bad. This time we've removed a major thorn in Tokyo's side and reported it to headquarters. That's quite an achievement. These Outer Gods are the most difficult to deal with, the most troublesome, and the enemies our Collectors Association least wants to face."

Uesugi Kiyoshige agreed.

He won seemingly easily, drawing his sword in an instant, splitting the sword energy, and beheading someone in the blink of an eye, but he didn't contribute much to the victory.

This effect was achieved by the combined efforts of four great yokai who were already famous throughout the Heian period.

If he were only given one sword, he would have no choice but to flee in panic when facing those monstrous sea beasts.

There's no use saying all this now. Uesugi Kiyoshi glanced at the murky lake water and said in a low voice, "It seems that a part of Hydra's body tissue has been projected into the present world. This is the tool he used to pollute the water source and create rainfall. It's currently soaking in this reservoir. If you're interested, come and take a look."

"Besides that, there are also those Deep Ones and Guanyin followers. I left a few alive and have already brought them under control."

"They didn't leave anything else behind. These are probably the only things you're interested in."

"We've had a pleasant working relationship?"

You could almost hear the joy in Professor Edward's calm voice across from you.

"Uesugi-kun, it's a pleasure working with you—the body tissue of an Outer God. Rare material! I can't wait!"

Before he could finish speaking, all he heard in his earpiece was a busy signal.

Scientists are probably all eccentrically impatient.

Uesugi Kiyoshi stretched and let out a heavy sigh.

The tension in my heart vanished, and the sharp blade hanging over my head finally disappeared.

He ultimately succeeded in protecting it; his dragon-slaying skills weren't wasted.

What he cares about most now is what Li Fuyao said that he had vaguely heard before.

"The power to control a hundred demons—that is your unique ability."

These are the original words of the Lord of a Hundred Tales.

Uesugi Kiyoshi hadn't thought that much about it before. Transmigrating to this world, obtaining a "golden finger," and stepping into the extraordinary realm were all natural outcomes.

You see the sun every day, but you rarely think about why it rises in the east.

Uesugi Kiyoshi was like that. He had read many "time travel" stories, and subconsciously, time travel, obtaining cheat codes, and mastering power were all natural things.

He didn't give much thought to where this power came from or what it meant.

However, if controlling a hundred demons—meaning borrowing the power of those demon kings—is one's own power.

What is the significance of the Hundred Demons Scroll?

Was it really a coincidence that it chose itself?

Is Inugami really related to the games he played before?

Why him of all? Why was it that the first to awaken was Inugami, who was skilled in swordsmanship and whose personality matched his swordsmanship?

Why are people with demonic souls constantly gathering around him?

In fact, he already had a vague guess in his heart, but the answer was too bizarre for him to believe.

Amidst the chaos, the somewhat disheveled yet calm-looking boy slightly raised his head, his gaze seemingly reaching the cosmos through the moss-covered and grime-covered brick ceiling.

Some things may be predestined, or they may have been caused by a preordained cause and effect.

However, Uesugi Kiyoshi will not become a puppet to be manipulated at will.

Never.

Meanwhile, in Kyoto.

Li Fuyao suddenly opened her eyes, her forehead was covered in sweat, and her breathing became slightly heavier.

The beautiful kimono-clad girl opposite him had a meaningful look in her eyes.

"Oh, it seems you're quite busy too. You've even lent out the flame of the Azure Lantern—in my memory, there are definitely no more than three people who have received this honor."

"Who is it? Whom have you found?"

Li Fuyao quickly composed herself, reverting to her ethereal and otherworldly demeanor. Raising a delicate eyebrow, she said in the same teasing tone, "Oh, I thought you would have guessed it."

"Have you forgotten how many days I went to the River of Three Crossings to beg you for his sake?"

"The Lord of the Sea of ​​Flowers in the River of Three Crossings, Lord Higanbana?"

The woman, known as the "Red Spider Lily," chuckled sweetly, but her gaze was somewhat distant.

"It really was him. I wouldn't have remembered if you hadn't mentioned it. It's quite rare to see the Lord of a Hundred Tales begging me in such a humble manner."

"However, I dare not take credit. The reason why that person was able to reincarnate and have an immortal soul was because Lord Yama spoke up and did the work. I only said a few words of help, and I cannot accept Lord Qingxingdeng's gratitude."

"Alright, I've said all I need to say. Don't bother me anymore. I just want to manage this flower field. Lord Yama might be interested in your grand schemes, but I won't."

Li Fuyao did not insist. She carefully observed the expression of the woman opposite her, chuckled softly, stood up gracefully, bowed slightly, and took her leave.

"Since that's the case, I won't insist. Thank you for this cup of Yellow Spring Flower Tea; it has a taste that brings back fond memories."

She walked gracefully out of the courtyard, and stopped at the entrance of the Japanese-style courtyard, which seemed out of place in the mountains and fields.

Even if a demon transforms into a human, there are some things that cannot be escaped.

"Did you think those [beings] were targeting monsters, or even ghosts and gods?"

"No, they're targeting disobedient [chess pieces]."

"Having cultivated for a lifetime, I do not wish to be a pawn of others, nor does he, nor does Lord Yama, nor many others, including ghosts and demons, wish to be."

"Under the cover of the nest, are there any intact eggs?"

"Red Spider Lily, think it over carefully. Think about whether you can find good fortune and escape danger in this deep mountain forest!"

"If this place gets messed up, where can you go? Back to the Underworld?"

"Can you go back now?"

"Will you turn them into fertilizer for your flower field, or watch your sea of ​​spider lilies gradually wither away?"

"Choose for yourself!"

Chapter 236 Asking for help

For the first time, Uesugi Kiyoshi felt that the Collectors Association also had some imperfections.

There are far too few people who can actually manage things.

There are only four collectors, and only two are in charge. As for him, he is basically only responsible for killing people, and he is not good at cleaning up the mess.

But now that no one can take his place, he has no choice but to bite the bullet and do it anyway.

Fortunately, the members of the Collectors Association were all highly competent, and they did a very good job in cleaning up underground waters, investigating sewers, and even cleaning up the battlefield.

Especially after Professor Edward arrived at the scene with a group of enthusiastic doctors in white coats, they were eager to take every single piece of loot, saving Uesugi Kiyoshi a lot of trouble.

Even so, by the time he emerged from the not-so-pleasant-smelling sewers and stood on the surface again, the clock was almost pointing to the number nine.

It was nine o'clock in the morning. In Hydra's dream, time seemed to flow much faster than in the real world, which was the complete opposite of the Mirage Tower that Uesugi Kiyoshi could slow down the flow of time.

The rain stopped.