The Magic Lamp Ability: Starting with One Person in the Republic of China Era

“All the Blood Fiend Talismans have been used up. We need to find a way to refine a batch of Blood Fiend Talismans tonight.” Zhou Ming watched silently from the dock where the battle was still raging.

The battle for control of every high point on the buildings is raging fiercely.

"The dock? It must be the Japanese reinforcements coming. They gave me five days, which means the Japanese reinforcements will arrive at the dock tomorrow?" Zhou Ming suddenly thought.

He frowned, turned around and looked at the eight people, and made a decision in his heart.

"Does anyone know the layout of the dock?" Zhou Ming suddenly turned and asked.

“I know, boss, I know,” Pikachu quickly replied.

"Alright, you'll lead the team for the next operation." After saying that, Zhou Ming turned and pointed in a direction.

"That's the tallest building on the dock. The eight of you will lead the rest of the crew to attack it via this route."

"Ah!" The eight men's minds went blank as they stared blankly at Zhou Ming. Wasn't this sending them to their deaths?

"Your mission is simple: either break in, or all 27 of these men die, and then you can retreat," Zhou Ming said, ignoring their expressions.

Hearing this, the eight people felt relieved, but before they could even get excited, their thoughts were shattered by the next sentence.

“Throughout this process, each of you must kill at least ten Japanese devils. If you miss even one, I’ll make you suffer for a minute,” Zhou Ming said calmly.

Of the eight, Pikachu was particularly terrified, his skin crawling with fear. Just thinking about it made his body twitch as if in phantom pain.

"This is the meeting point. If I don't see you before dawn, you can just wait to die!" Zhou Ming said, waving his hand.

"Let's go immediately!"

Without hesitation, the eight men immediately directed the 27 Japanese Blood Demon Soldiers to set off.

Throughout the entire process, Zhou Ming completely ignored the thoughts of these 27 Japanese soldiers. Although they were under control, Zhou Ming did not suppress their will. He simply used his subconscious to suppress their conscious mind, making them obey orders as if they were sleepwalking.

Zhou Ming watched the group's backs for a moment, then turned and walked in another direction.

Moving forward silently and quickly, Zhou Ming returned to the dock even faster. He sniffed the air and immediately located a building at a high vantage point.

"They're all ordinary people, and 33 Japanese soldiers. Some are on the second floor, and some are on the third floor. This is a bit troublesome." Zhou Ming used the Bloodhound to observe the layout inside.

He frowned slightly; this was a bit of a problem.

Under the cover of night, Zhou Ming, dressed in a black bodysuit, climbed up the wall to the second floor.

This wasn't the front line of the battle for positions, but the Japanese soldiers inside the house were very vigilant, preventing any enemy raids from behind enemy lines.

After looking at the layout of the house, Zhou Ming already had a plan in mind.

“I can rush in from the second-floor balcony and kill the Japanese soldiers on the second floor as quickly as possible, but it will definitely alert the third floor. Fortunately, I now have the Blood Fiend Scythe as a new tool.” Zhou Ming stretched out his palm, and the Blood Fiend Scythe appeared.

Then he placed his hand on his chest, and Zhou Ming suddenly moved.

The Japanese soldier, who was on guard on the balcony, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain, his vision went black, and he fell to the ground.

"Thump!" The sound of someone falling to the ground rang out.

The sound had just attracted the attention of the other Japanese soldiers when a dark figure rushed in, quickly killing all the Japanese soldiers within a three-to-five-meter radius.

"Bang bang bang!"

Although the sounds were not loud, and there were distant gunfire and artillery fire interfering, some of the Japanese soldiers on the third floor with sharp eyes and ears heard them.

"Down here, did you hear anything?" a Japanese soldier asked, frowning.

Before the Japanese soldier on the other side could answer, a very clear voice appeared.

"Buzz!"

A beam of white light, like a CD, accompanied by a buzzing sound, flew over in an instant.

The speed was so fast that the Japanese soldiers had no chance to react, and their heads were cut off in an instant.

Zhou Ming rushed up, dragging a group of corpses tied together behind him.

Within three minutes of two consecutive trips, all the corpses were gathered together. Zhou Ming's bloodthirsty power surged, and he attempted to refine more than 30 corpses at once for the first time.

The moment the bloodthirsty power enveloped him, Zhou Ming's pupils widened as a powerful pressure surged forth.

"Fortunately, my mental cultivation has improved a lot recently, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to withstand it." Zhou Ming's face was tense, and even his breathing slowed down.

Ten minutes felt like an eternity. Zhou Ming's heart pounded, the sound seeming to drum in his mind.

Only when the 33 Blood Fiend Talismans flew back into his body amidst the bloody light did Zhou Ming finally breathe a sigh of relief. He was panting heavily, his head was burning hot, and he was covered in sweat, even down to the roots of his hair.

"Boom boom boom!" The sound of explosions came from the dock by the sea.

Zhou Ming then came to his senses and looked at the dock.

"These guys probably won't last long, I need to seize the opportunity to take down several more batches!" Zhou Ming got up and immediately took action.

At the dock, a Japanese officer angrily said, "Damn it, you actually let someone sneak up on headquarters from the rear! Are your Shintomon organization useless?"

"Lord Fujiwara, please give me 15 minutes, and I will deal with them." The Onmyoji, one of the two who had been reprimanded, stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"I don't want to hear your nonsense right now. Take care of them immediately," the officer said, slamming his hand on the table.

"Hi!" the Onmyoji and the burly man next to him answered in unison.

After the Onmyoji left the office, he went to the window and saw a huge fireball flying towards him.

Chapter 43 The Onmyoji Delivered to Your Door

The Onmyoji's face twisted in a grimace, and nine paper figures suddenly flew out from his body.

"Damn Chinese!"

A monster resembling a lantern, burning with blue flames, crashed into it.

"Boom!" The fireball exploded, generating tremendous power.

In the distance, Fireball, hiding behind his teammates, felt his heart pounding and his blood boiling.

"Such powerful force, this... did I make this?" The fireball was excited but not entirely confident.

The card he fused with was a large fireball, which had only two simple abilities.

The first is to condense a fireball, and the second is a suicide skill, transforming into a fireball that falls from the sky.

This second ability is extremely powerful, after all, it's a suicide skill.

The bomb next to him hunched over, looking around. He also had two abilities: one was to create bombs, and the other was to create bomb towers.

The ability to shape bombs is simple: one can shape Qi into bombs or integrate it into physical objects.

The bomb tower's ability is somewhat unique; it needs to be attached to a tall building.

The higher the building you attach to, the greater your attack range, allowing you to bombard your opponent from a great distance.

However, relying on it requires consuming Qi, which is equivalent to exchanging Qi for attack range and distance.

"Damn it, I don't want to experience that kind of pain." Bomb gritted his teeth and started running towards the building next to him.

With those Blood Demon soldiers blocking his way, he still has a chance to make a move; if he waits, it will be too late.

The man codenamed Hell hid behind the electromagnetic cannon, conjuring a black and red orb of light resembling an eye in his hands. A beam of light shot out, attacking any approaching enemy.

Once connected, the burning effect of the Hell Ray will continue to increase.

The electromagnetic cannon blocking the way had its fists clenched tightly, and a cylindrical arc of electric energy was emanating from its palms, rotating around its arms in circles.

Similar to the charging of an electromagnetic railgun, this person has a remarkable talent, being able to charge with both hands simultaneously.

"What a wonderful feeling! My body seems to be becoming stronger through stimulation." Electromagnetic Cannon's eyes lit up, and he said in a low voice with a hint of excitement.

During this electromagnetic charging process, it seems to amplify its own state, and judging from this, it could totally be used as a gauntlet.

Excited, the electromagnetic gun peeked out from the broken wall where it was hiding, looked at a machine gun position on the other side, and suddenly released its fist and struck out with its palm.

The electromagnetic energy, coil upon coil, instantly contracted like a spring, transforming into a ball of lightning that flew out.

"boom!"

A flash of white light, an explosion of thunder, and the roar of machine guns instantly ceased on that position.

Everyone was electrocuted, and the electromagnetic gun achieved its goal in an instant.

The other seven couldn't help but look over; the power was simply too great, arguably the strongest attack of the night, even stronger than a condensed fireball.

During this time, seven monsters rushed into the alley and began to slaughter the Blood Demon soldiers.

The Blood Demon Soldiers' bullets couldn't kill these monsters at all, and their bloodthirsty power was too weak to grow at all.

"Not good, run!" The wandering swordsman, who had been killing Japanese soldiers by shooting through walls with his bow and arrow, noticed this scene immediately, let out a low growl, and ran away without looking back.

His abilities are quite simple: enhancing the bow and arrow's penetrating power, using Qi as arrows, and possessing basic archer skills, such as keen perception of these fundamental effects.

Using his penetrating ability to directly kill Japanese soldiers through walls, the Ranger had already killed ten Japanese soldiers, which is why he ran so decisively.

Seeing that there were only a few Blood Demon soldiers left, having already killed ten, he ran away without looking back.

Those who hadn't killed enough, driven by the fear of death, overcame their fear of pain and hurriedly ran back.

After the fire lantern burned the last Blood Demon soldier to death, the Onmyoji stepped out, looking at the dead Blood Demon soldiers with a gloomy gaze.

His body was somewhat withered, and he had lost all his blood, making him look rather strange.

"These are all our soldiers, they are not Chinese at all," a major officer who was directing the cleanup of the battlefield said angrily.

"Good! Very good indeed. As expected of the Central Plains that we have longed for, it still possesses such extraordinary methods." The Onmyoji suddenly said coldly.

“Nomura Jiichi, I’ve already sent a shikigami to track those Chinese. You come with me and we’ll meet the mastermind behind them,” the Onmyoji said, turning to look at the burly man behind him who was lounging around.

Nomura Jiichi shook his head slightly and said apologetically, "I have received my transfer order to the Air Force. I will depart at dawn, so I'm afraid I won't be able to travel with you."

The Onmyoji stared coldly at Nomura Jiichi, this lowly fellow, and felt a surge of anger before turning and leaving alone.

Nomura Jiichi, standing still, watched the Onmyoji's retreating figure and sneered.

"Hmph! What a load of bull! If it weren't for your status, I would have broken your legs and made you kneel for the rest of your life," Nomura Jiichi thought to himself.

the other side!

The eight people had already run out of the dock and breathed a sigh of relief. They continued running towards the reeds, completely unaware of the spider following behind them.

"These idiots!"

Zhou Ming couldn't help but curse under his breath; he was currently refining a batch of 21 Japanese soldiers.