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If it weren't for Marcosias, they would have died sooner or later due to the excessive hidden injuries accumulated in their bodies.

If Emperor Yan attacks them with less force and fails to make their bodies spontaneously forget this experience, they may all have a mental breakdown.

And they who were unable to resist even once successfully from beginning to end were nothing but a joke in the eyes of that man. At most, Marjorine who understood the law of freedom might have the value of a guinea pig.

An obvious way to judge the value of the two in Yan Di's eyes is that Marjoline's food is melon buns with hot water for three meals a day, while Wallenstein only has one meal every three days and a little tap water every day.

Wallenstein was about to fall into despair as he felt his body becoming weaker and weaker and he could hardly break free of the chains that bound him. Unexpectedly, the Fire Mist Warrior named Shana, who had followed Entei and used him as a punching bag, came to see them and said that Entei had left.

Marjorie, who had recovered some strength at that time, immediately broke the chains on her body and helped Wallenstein who was suffering with her.

Then they went their separate ways.

Wallenstein boarded a train to Tokyo, ready to seek help from the country's top leaders.

Rebellion is indeed recognized as the most dangerous terrorist organization in the world because they are the only criminal group whose leader is a demon.

It is for this reason that the attitudes of various countries towards this organization are not simply hostile.

After all, in the eyes of countries with a low enough moral level, cooperating with drug lords and murderers does not matter. Rebellion, which has extremely powerful capabilities, can naturally do more things than the former, which means it has more utilization value.

For example, Japan’s current Prime Minister, Tsukikage Moya, has communicated with them and expressed his intention to seek cooperation.

Originally, the communication had made initial progress, but there were still many issues that had not been agreed upon regarding the distribution of interests. Wallenstein wanted to try to persuade hunter Fariagni to join their organization first.

Then there is no more.

What followed was a painful experience that my body instinctively refused to remember, so it’s better not to mention it.

Now he could only hope to find Yueying Mofang for help first, and then report the intelligence about the man who called himself Yan Di to his own leader, the man called "Tyrant".

No matter whether the opponent is a fire mist warrior or a demon, it is impossible to get away with it when facing a man who is ranked top even among demons all over the world... right?

Wallenstein thought about the power of the tyrant. Compared with the Entei...

It seems that the latter is closer to the adjective "abyss"?

An illusion, it must be an illusion!

He comforted himself as the food in his stomach was digesting, providing him with energy to recover.

Before he knew it, Wallenstein fell asleep.

When he woke up again, it was almost time to arrive in Tokyo.

The improvement in his physical condition allowed the man to regain his former confidence, and he temporarily swallowed the humiliating past of the past six months.

The hatred of the past will be repaid a hundredfold in the future!

Dragging his slightly recovered body, Wallenstein walked out of the tram and subconsciously looked up.

In the distant sky, the floating island carrying the Tower of Stubborn Pride was floating quietly in the air.

Purple-black spots of light occasionally fell from the Tower of Stubbornness, and just by inhaling them, Wallenstein felt his strength restored.

This is why, despite the well-known danger of flying the college entrance examination on a floating island, Japan still chose to place it over the suburbs of Tokyo.

The purple-black light spot called "Holy Light" can quickly restore the swordsman's magic power and physical strength just by touching it. Even ordinary people with average physical fitness can more easily get obvious improvements after training after absorbing the Holy Light.

This was also the reason why Wallenstein did not choose to directly look for several strongholds closer to Misaki City, but instead came here first.

As someone who lived in the dark underworld, he knew very well that no matter what the situation, the premise of negotiation was that he had enough strength. If he went to the door when he was too weak to have much strength, he would only be threatened by Yueying Mofang. Even if he reached a cooperation afterwards, he would appear very weak, and the tyrant would only skin him alive.

And after he regained the most basic ability to protect himself, the negotiations could at least proceed normally.

only……

He glanced at his broken wrist which was missing a hand, and his expression darkened visibly.

I actually had my hand cut off so easily...

If it weren't for the fact that Wallenstein's greatsword swordsmanship was based on the principle of being performed with one hand, and that it was not his dominant hand that was broken, this injury alone would have been enough to greatly reduce his strength.

The medical technology of this era is very advanced. Even if a person is beaten to the brink of death and loses half of his flesh and blood, he can be saved.

However, the level of rebirth of severed limbs only exists in a bright future.

The appearance of a broken hand would also affect his image in the eyes of the negotiating partner, which was something worth worrying about for Wallenstein.

"Then, what is that!"

The passerby's exclamation attracted Wallenstein's attention. He saw the other person open his mouth in horror, fall to the ground, and point his trembling hands at the sky.

What happened?

Wallenstein looked up into the air, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

The theoretical upper limit of survival for ordinary humans is about 9000 meters, because the highest peak in the world is more than meters. At that altitude, both the temperature and the air pressure will cause tremendous pressure on the human body.

The possibility of swordsmen being able to kill swordsmen is higher, but that refers to the top swordsmen. In order to increase the number of swordsmen that can be killed swordsmen in Japan through the Tower of Stubborn Pride, Japan has kept the floating island at an altitude of about 3000 meters above the ground.

It's probably to the extent that people with good enough eyesight can see the general shape.

Wallenstein falls into this category. Even with the help of magic, his eyesight is far beyond the limits of what ordinary people can achieve.

So he clearly saw that the yellow-green fluid extended from the floating island, as if some evil creature with hundreds of tentacles had invaded there.

Was this... an attack?

This thought occurred to Wallenstein, who had never or could not pay attention to the news.

And the next moment, a great sense of crisis rose in his heart.

Subconsciously, he did not use his sword-cutting ability to eliminate friction, but instead let his body instinctively drive him to dodge, narrowly avoiding a fatal attack.

A dark figure like a demon stood beside him, and a pale white long sword slashed across the place where he had just stood.

Wallenstein did not feel lucky that he had escaped death because he recognized the other person.

It is impossible that there is no powerful swordsman who does not know about those four monsters, even if most people have not been able to see them with their own eyes, they have also seen photos of each other.

The master of the Tower of Stubbornness and Pride, this is the identity of the monster next to him.

Taowu turned his head, which looked like an eagle's head, and faced Wallenstein.

When it was running away, it sensed that there was a living being here with traces of mental attack left on its body.

With some indescribable sense of familiarity, it ran over here and took a look.

If you look closely, aren’t these the marks left by the Shura Armor?

Taowu's excellent brain began to work.

The marks of Asura Armor on his body mean that this guy is hostile to the person who summoned the Asura Armor.

And now the Shura Armor Summoner is the Emperor Armor Summoner.

Into the formula.

Taowu is hostile to Emperor Xia, and this two-legged sheep is hostile to Shura Xia.

It means they are hostile to the Emperor.

It turns out to be a friendly party.

It looked at Wallenstein kindly and stabbed at him with the long knife in its hand.

Wallenstein, whose body was locked by Taowu's supernatural power and unable to move, tried his best to squeeze out the magic power in his body and used his sword-cutting power to reduce the friction on his hands to zero.

"Pfft-"

The sound of a blade entering flesh was heard, and blood flowed along the long knife.

Taowu has studied the ability of the sword-cutting power and has developed his own countermeasures.

That is, transfer its effect.

It just caused the opponent to move the area of ​​action of the slashing ability from the front to the back the moment the opponent activated the cutting ability.

The so-called ability to change the friction of the sword cannot change the friction of the whole body to zero at the same time. If that were the case, even standing would be a problem. Therefore, Wallenstein would actually only set the ability in places that might be attacked by the enemy. This can also make this ability, which actually consumes a lot of magic power, consume much less and improve its practicality a lot.

However, the limitation is that if the ability is not controlled then at best it is the same as having nothing.

Pulling out the long sword, Taowu shook his wrist lightly, and a chain of blood fell along the blade to the ground, leaving a dark red straight line.

Taowu reached out and grabbed Wallenstein's neck and lifted him up.

Since we are all in the same group, it makes sense for us to help each other, right?

The dinosaur-like body gradually faded and covered Wallenstein.

Scarlet soaked his eyes, then quickly disappeared.

Wallenstein, whose injuries had disappeared, stood in place and stretched his limbs.

"Very good, this is a guy who has provoked the emperor but is still not taken seriously. This kind of person is perfect for me to escape."

Such words came out of his mouth.

At this moment, the one occupying this body is Taowu.

Ancient mutant beasts are extremely powerful beings, but they cannot easily seize control of the body of uncontaminated life.

The premise here is that it is not polluted.

What humans named Holy Light was actually a combination of fragments of the Magic Stone and crystallization of magic power.

Inhaling or releasing this stuff is no different from taking addictive drugs, or in other words, directly consuming something that is dozens or hundreds of times more nutritious than nuclear radioactive water and Ganges water combined.

For Wallenstein, who pursues power, although he is not as hopeless as those who have lived in Tokyo for a long time and have become inhuman inside, he has already stepped one foot into hell after inhaling a large amount in a weak state.

So Taowu successfully obtained such a body.

The people around him looked at him quietly, with scarlet color appearing in their eyes.

"Let's make a big scene. There's no need to cover it up any longer."

Taowu gave the order.

Some kind of black fluid mixed with yellow, green or red came out of people's bodies, wrapped most of their bodies, and then withdrew, revealing the blue-black swollen bodies inside.

The people, like stitched beasts, screamed and began to unleash violence on their "companions" around them.

Taowu boarded the newly arrived tram without looking back.

……

"What's wrong? You seem listless lately."

Yang Pojun looked at the armored beast on his wrist that suddenly struggled in confusion and asked curiously.

[203] Emperor Yan (Ten)

"We have arrived at our destination - near the Tower of Stubbornness! The Tower of Stubbornness is so beautiful! Hey, why does it look so strange? Let's take a look at Tokyo below."

Tiangong Ziyin set up a camera and filmed Yang Pojun's every move at this moment.

He looked at the man expressionlessly as he spoke in a comedian's tone, making remarks that were not so funny to him... probably just jokes.

Behind the two of them were hundreds of Red World followers, including more than two dozen Red World Demon Kings.

"What are the leader and that little human doing now?"

"It seems to be... called recording material?"

"What material?"

"I heard that they are planning to make a recruitment advertisement for a masquerade party. They are going to shoot a short film, and part of it will be our battle moments."

“Who would show this kind of thing to?”

"There should be some Red World people who like to watch that kind of thing, although I don't know what the point is."

"That's the leader of the alliance. He must have his own reasons for doing this."

"Yes!"

Staff Officer Bellpeol listened to the barely whispered conversation in the back, her two golden eyes fixed on Yang Pojun and the others.

"Xiu Denan, what do you think?"

"What do you mean?"