Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"In short, it seems that this place has been tampered with by an extraordinary being."

"The layout is also very interesting."

"Bars, brothels, casinos."

"What did you think of?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi calmed down a bit, frowned, and pondered, "You mean..."

"Wine, women, and wealth?"

Narumi Shingo crossed his arms and nodded in agreement.

"So-called faith is nothing more than emotional fluctuations, and these three things are the easiest to cause emotional fluctuations in humans."

"You mean, there might be a monk hiding here?"

"That's something a monk would do."

"Wine, lust, and wealth can barely be compared to the Buddhist concepts of greed, anger, and ignorance."

"This is no respectable monk; he's probably a monk who has broken his vows."

"Speaking of monks, I visited an old friend in the Kamo River and got some information. I'll tell you about it when I get back. Kyoto is still so interesting."

Uesugi Kiyoshi was not so angry that he lost his mind.

He silently repeated Narumi Shingo's words to himself.

"So that's how it is. In the end, it's all about faith?"

"By using various means to evoke negative emotions in people, he can transform these emotions into his own power?"

"So, he is torturing humanity."

"The hatred of a violated girl, the regret of a gambler who has lost everything, the rage of a drunken madman?"

"That's the only possibility."

"And then there's the sacrifice Fujimura mentioned earlier. Hmph, it seems like a low-level method, but the people behind it all know it inside and out."

"Perhaps he also understood the limitations of doing so, so he prepared to curry favor with the powerful and colluded with the Phoenix Institute family, looking for an accomplice or a backer?"

"Is this his reason for targeting the association?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi instantly conjured up a multitude of possibilities in his mind.

At that moment, it seemed that someone had finally noticed them, these uninvited guests.

In the innermost part of the Japanese-style room, a sliding door was opened.

Many burly men, shirtless and covered in tattoos, filed out and, led by their leader, headed straight for Uesugi Kiyoshi.

Suppressing his suspicions for the time being, Uesugi Kiyoshi smiled grimly and strode forward to meet him.

"Hey kid, what are you doing here?"

Before the leader could finish speaking, it felt as if lightning had flashed before his eyes, and then his vision went completely white.

With a single swing of his sword, Uesugi Kiyoshi caused a head to fall to the ground amidst a flash of sword light.

He sighed and muttered to himself.

"I have witnessed a more desolate hell on earth, fifty meters underground in Tokyo."

Uesugi Kiyoshi looked around.

This place is a playground, but also a battlefield.

Like Kikyo Shiina, there are quite a few women who have been forced to come here. Some of them are crying out as they are being abused, while others are forced to submit. However, very few of them dare to threaten suicide.

On the contrary, the men who committed the violence all had dark faces and eerie smiles, like puppets on strings, as if they were performing a sacred task—they also looked like they would die young.

There were many naked female corpses scattered in the corners of the room.

It is likely that she was a girl who was abused to death.

Human life is worthless here.

"There are cannibalistic creatures in Tokyo's sewers. When I saw the horrific sight of humans being devoured, I just felt angry."

"I believe that my fellow human beings should not become food for other species."

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"But today, I witnessed an even worse scene, and all I felt was sorrow."

"So, it turns out that humans are far more adept at killing their own kind than other races."

Uesugi Kiyoshi walked step by step, his footsteps becoming heavy and rapid as he finished speaking.

He's putting in his effort.

"It's human-eating nature for monsters. They eat people to fill their stomachs. There's nothing to say. I saw them, so I just killed them."

"But what about you?"

"For what purpose did you take the life of this innocent person?"

"For... fleeting, fleeting pleasure?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi's face showed a genuine incomprehension.

Finally, everything came to a conclusion.

"That's all, it's useless to say more."

"You don't deserve to live."

"Killing you all would be a very lenient punishment."

As soon as the words fell, the sword flashed.

From this room onwards, the humans inside no longer seem to be simply human.

Take the naked giant who just came out, for example. When Uesugi Kiyoshi beheaded their leader, you could clearly feel that his neck was harder than that of an ordinary person.

This is not a joke, but a genuine increase in "physical resistance".

If an ordinary person were to come and attack with a knife, the leader would likely emerge unscathed.

In addition, they had crimson eyes and a faint, ghostly aura about them.

Even if these people are not practitioners of esoteric arts, they must have been influenced by ghosts and gods and are no longer simply human.

Unable to suppress his inner rage, the young swordsman wielded his sword and danced like a killing machine.

None of those involved survived.

Limbs and severed arms flew about, blood and flesh were dripping on the floor and walls, and the sounds of men and women mingled with screams, creating a very eerie symphony.

In less than ten seconds, Uesugi Kiyoshi pierced through the opponent's defenses.

The dozen or so burly men who had initially appeared menacing were now reduced to bits of bone and flesh, scattered throughout every corner of the room.

Uesugi Kiyomasa was true to his desires; he wanted to chop something up, the smaller the better.

So these people became the dumpling filling.

Uesugi Kiyoshi sniffed the air, his eyes narrowing as he looked at the door from which the people were emerging.

He sensed a distinct demonic aura.

No.

It's not just a simple demonic aura.

It possessed a majestic aura, mixed with intense malice and the aura of the demon race. These elements combined to create a strange aura he had never seen before.

"Oh, the real deal is inside."

"Okay. As long as they didn't run away."

"If I let you live today, I might as well slit my own throat. What's the point of practicing swordsmanship then?"

At the same time, Ueno Mitsuishi arrived here with two girls.

They were not stunned by the bloody and obscene scene for long, because Fujimura Chiba immediately saw Shiina Kikyo, who was already silent and curled up in the corner.

She covered her mouth in terror, her voice distorted.

"Kikyo-senpai!"

She rushed over, checked Shiina Kikyo's breathing, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

This is one of the few people who are kind to her.

Kyoko and Ueno Mitsuishi followed. Narumi Shingo glanced at Uesugi Kiyoshi and thought it wouldn't hurt to let him vent, lest he cause trouble. So he ignored him and strolled behind Kyoko.

Ueno Mitsuishi could roughly understand what had happened, but Kyoko was a bit confused.

Her face was pale because the hellish scene here was too stimulating for her, but she still endured the discomfort and looked around, trying to figure out what was happening.

Of course, she didn't get an answer.

So, she looked at Narumi Shingo expectantly and asked in a soft voice.

"Narumi-kun, Uesugi-kun, what happened to him?"

“I could tell he was in a bad mood, he was angry. I rarely see Uesugi like this.”

As she spoke, she would occasionally glance at Uesugi Kiyoshi's back as he stood with his sword in the blood, his expression full of worry.

Narumi Shingo didn't hide anything from her and casually said, "Oh, that girl seems to be an old friend of Uesugi's, but she died. It was these people who caused it."

"That's just how he is. He likes to get stuck on things and take all the blame for everything."

"Even though he didn't do anything wrong, he often fell into guilt and self-blame, always feeling that he could save everyone."

"Ha, perhaps it's precisely because he's this kind of person that I feel he's worth following?"

"I often say I'm a weirdo, but I'm actually a soft-hearted, overly kind person. I haven't changed this habit after all these years."

"It's okay, he's very strong. Although he's angry and sad now, it will all pass. He won't be defeated by something like this."

"He's a very resilient person, always has been."

Nohara Kyoko blinked her big eyes, bit her lip, and looked at the lifeless Shiina Kikyo on the ground with some pity, while sensing the violent emotions of Uesugi Kiyoshi in her heart, her mind was in turmoil.