The Last Sentinel

Several flames flickered in the dead of night, and a voice entered the Kitagawa family.

"Head of the Beichuan family."

"Hand over the sentry."

The sound echoed through the Beichuan residence. The artificial hill, ornamental trees, and courtyard walls collapsed in response. Under the cover of darkness, dense shadows, like a tide, surrounded the Beichuan family from all sides.

Outside the flower hall, Kitagawa Orine's voice was cold and clear: "Father, the shogunate has arrived."

Kitagawa Hideo stood up and said slowly, "I hope Mr. Sentinel can consider this; this is the last hope for the Dragonkin."

"In the human struggle for supremacy on Earth that has lasted for 100,000 years, the Dragon Race has been utterly defeated."

"We no longer expect to fight Homo sapiens on Earth; we want to leave this universe."

"Only by traveling to a new world or universe without Homo sapiens can the Dragonkin race survive."

"Time travel is the only way for the dragon race to survive!"

Ye Feng said, "I need time."

I'll buy you some time.

Beichuan Yingxiong suddenly raised his hand and pushed the door open, shattering it into pieces. In front of him, the walls had collapsed and the house was in ruins. The old Fusang house, which was once comparable to a scenic spot, had now become a demolition site.

The night was dark and devoid of light. A cool night breeze blew on the dim lanterns in the flower hall, making the lanterns glow. At a glance, hundreds of dark figures were densely packed together, their cold light gleaming, each carrying a sharp blade.

The leader held a giant chain scythe, the blade of which was three meters in diameter, with a huge curved blade that shone white like the moon and exuded a chilling murderous aura.

The leader, wielding a giant scythe-like blade, stared intently at Ye Feng behind Kitagawa Hideo. "Kitagawa-kun, hand over this brat!"

Kitagawa Hideo laughed dismissively, "On what grounds?"

The leader said, "You have nowhere to run today! The Shogunate's elite ninjas and samurai have all come out in force. You don't think you can stop us with your feng shui magic, do you?"

Kitagawa Hideo sighed, "I knew that Charlie could get the [Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi] because you Shogunate traitors had secretly sided with the Neanderthals and betrayed Amaterasu."

"Amaterasu is also a tragedy. She was betrayed to the trolls by the very people she raised. I warned Amaterasu a long time ago that blindly showing kindness would not work."

"In this land of Fusang, these people are all worthless, they only accept punishment and not reward. Only by punishing all life in Fusang equally can we secure our divine position."

"But she wouldn't listen to me. She has only herself to blame for what she's going through."

The leader said, "King Kitagawa, there is an old saying in the East: 'A wise man submits to circumstances.' Amaterasu has weakened and is no longer worthy to be the goddess of Fusang. The Neanderthals, Mr. Charles Darwin, have more advanced technology and greater power. You should also go with the flow. As long as you hand over the Sentinels, I am willing to support you and your Kitagawa family to continue to be the worshipped family of the Neanderthals in the new era."

Kitagawa Hideo clasped his hands together, smiled nonchalantly, and said, "Alright, enough with the pleasantries."

"Our battle must begin!"

The moment Kitagawa Hero uttered the last word, his black eyebrows suddenly ignited with purplish-red flames, his body slowly arched, bent over, his fists clenched, and his meridians and skin began to twitch, as if he were awakening his deeper self!

The leader, his eyes narrowed as he watched Kitagawa Hideo's transformation, said with a restrained gaze, "Is he about to use Yin-Yang magic? Attack him all at once! Slash him to death!"

All around, thousands of ninjas and samurai scattered, their blades flashing and crackling like illusory light.

"roar--"

"Awakening through the Three Qi!"

Kitagawa Hero let out a long roar, his body suddenly straightening, his height increasing from 1.9 meters to a massive 3 meters. His physique was no longer that of a refined, skinny man; his muscles rippled like a coiled dragon, his long, purplish-red hair burned wildly and flowed freely, his bare upper body was covered in dark dragon scale armor, his legs were thick and sculpted like marble, his feet transformed into dragon claws, and a nearly two-meter-long black scale dragon tail appeared on his back!

Kitagawa Hero fully manifested his dragon-human form, with a pair of dragon horns on his forehead radiating a metallic, murderous aura!

Just a moment!

The leader only felt the light in front of him dim and then his feet left the ground.

A dragon claw gripped his throat tightly and lifted him up.

The leader's eyes widened, staring intently at the scaly face before him, a creature that resembled both a human and a dragon. Its eyes glowed crimson, its face protruding, revealing sharp, wolf-like fangs. The scaly mouth opened slowly, uttering a human-like voice, "Charlie, didn't I tell you? Feng shui is my weakest skill. The dragonkin's greatest strength lies in close combat!"

Before the leader could react, he felt his body gradually moving away from him.

A fine head flew into the sky!

Dragonman Kitagawa Hideo grasped the giant chain blade, like a tiger entering a pack of wolves. The chain blade whistled out like the Grim Reaper's scythe. Those ninjas and samurai were no match for Dragonman Kitagawa Hideo. In just one exchange, the ninjas and samurai died or were injured upon contact. Not one of them could even exchange a single blow with Kitagawa Hideo.

"Run! Run!"

"He's not human!"

In an instant, the ninja warriors turned pale and fled in all directions.

In the flower hall, Kitagawa Orine watched this scene and said triumphantly, "Did you see that? Dragonmen are invincible in close combat! My father didn't even reveal his true dragon form, and he still beat them to a pulp."

Ye Feng watched this scene with a restrained expression. "Something's not right."

Kitagawa Orine said, "What's wrong? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Ye Feng looked at the gruesome bodies of the ninja and samurai. "They were all ancient races. The Neanderthals and Charlie should know your weaknesses. You are afraid of firearms. Bombs and armor-piercing rounds are just as effective against your dragon race, but they didn't carry any firearms. That's not right!"

Kitagawa Orine said, "Maybe Charlie's head is spinning!"

"He wouldn't make such a basic mistake," Ye Feng said. "The fact that he was able to plan ahead and cut off my external communications is enough to show that Charlie is very intelligent. He must have had other reasons for doing this."

"So many people are being sent to their deaths!"

"It's no different from sending someone to their death!"

"This feels so familiar!"

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly flashed with golden light. "It's a sacrifice! Charlie is performing a sacrifice! Tell your father to stop! The more he kills, the stronger the sacrifice will become!"

Upon hearing the word "sacrifice," Kitagawa Orine realized what was happening and hurriedly shouted, "Father, stop!"

But it was too late. In the vast courtyard, a thousand people had been wiped out by the heroes of Beichuan, and blood flowed like a river.

In the dark courtyard, the blood flowing on the ground began to boil, gurgling, gurgling, gurgling...

Blood bubbles swelled and rose, and the moment the blood gushed out, the floor tiles began to float. One by one, the ninjas and samurai who had been killed stood up again. They were like chaotic chunks of flesh, constantly merging together. The next moment, they began to frantically converge in front of them, surging into a terrifying alien monster of flesh, with countless human bodies!

Three meters, five meters, ten meters, twenty meters...

The terrifying mountain of corpses, numbering in the hundreds, resembled the mythical "Hundred-Man Ghost Puppet"!

Upon seeing this, the dragon-man Kitagawa Hero hurriedly turned around and hurled his massive chain scythe, intending to slay the [Hundred-Man Ghost Puppet]!

But at this strange moment, the flying chain scythe whistled and reversed, striking Kitagawa Hideo directly in the heart. The sharp blade tore through the scales on Kitagawa Hideo's chest, and pale golden blood splattered everywhere!

Before Kitagawa Hero could react, the chain scythe cracked rapidly, and chains pierced through the dragonman's bones and flesh. All the chains frantically released the power of the scarlet curse, abruptly locking Kitagawa Hero in place.

"roar--"

Kitagawa Hero roared, "A cursed object!"

Even faster, the [Hundred Ghost Puppet] pounced like a mountain crashing down, directly attacking Beichuan Hero!

"court death!"

"Even cursed, the fighting power of us dragonkin should not be underestimated!"

"Dragon Man Transformation!"

Kitagawa Hideo suddenly activated his bloodline again. His body, which was originally three meters tall, was now completely covered in scales. The human parts on his body disappeared completely, and a three-clawed black dragon, nearly thirty meters long, appeared. It broke free from the wounds of the scythe curse and swung its huge dragon body in the air, engaging in a fierce battle with the thirty-meter-tall [Hundred-Man Ghost Puppet].

"Hehehe—" A soft and charming female voice rang out: "What a dragonman, what a Kitagawa-kun! You were severely injured by my cursed blade, yet you can still fight against my soul-devouring artifact. The dragonman race is truly powerful! This humble concubine greets you."

In the courtyard, a bewitching woman dressed in a bright red, high-slit dress appeared. She raised her jade hand, twirling the pipe in her hand, and nine black streaks of light appeared and disappeared behind her. Her whole being was accompanied by a scarlet mist and aura of malevolence, making her indescribably mysterious. With each step she swayed, she was indescribably alluring to all beings.

Upon seeing the woman, Kitagawa Hideo shouted, "Zhiyin, take the sentries and leave!"

Without a word, Kitagawa Orine suddenly grabbed Ye Feng, leaped out, and was about to leave.

"Where are you going, dear sister!"

The woman in the red dress appeared instantly in front of Kitagawa Orine. She sat in mid-air, her long legs swaying gently, and her nine tails supported her body like the most perfect chair, exuding an indescribable elegance and allure.

Kitagawa Orine raised her hand, ready to unleash a sealing technique.

But the woman in the red dress was incredibly fast. She unleashed a powerful tail strike that hit Kitagawa Orine squarely, sending her flying.

The whole yard reeked of blood.

The battle was full of twists and turns.

Kitagawa Hideo, in his true form as the Black Dragon, was enveloped in a dense aura of curse and was constantly retreating, clearly unable to hold on for long.

Kitagawa Orion's fate remains unknown.

The nine-tailed woman in the red dress, holding a pipe, looked down at Ye Feng lying on the ground. Her crimson eyes gleamed. "You're Ye Feng, the most outstanding double S-class genius among Homo sapiens? You don't look like a genius at all; you're too weak!"

Ye Feng asked, "Who are you?"

The woman in the red dress deftly flicked her jade-like hand and stabbed Ye Feng in the chest cavity. Without uttering a word, she was extremely swift and decisive!

Upon seeing this, Ye Feng felt a chill run down his spine.

We're doomed!

We've encountered a villain who doesn't waste words!

This villain doesn't play by the rules!

Dear friends and fellow group members, we'll be reunited soon!

Just as Ye Feng closed his eyes, awaiting death.

A rustling sound, and yet another unexpected event occurs!

Ye Feng opened his eyes and found that his heart cavity was still intact, and in front of him stood a banner of the iron-blooded Eastern Divine Land!

The banner was ten feet tall, with its pennants fluttering in the wind. On the mottled and tattered banner, ancient black characters were written in a flamboyant and elegant style: "Martial Arts Break Through the Borders!"

At this moment, the four characters "[Martial Arts Break Through the Borders]" seemed to be awakened by the blood energy, and the black characters burned like flames. The crimson-gold flames burned the entire Iron Blood Banner into a raging hurricane. Golden light and flames roared in from all directions, surrounding Ye Feng in the middle, wrapping him up tightly.

The nine-tailed, red-skirted enchantress retreated swiftly, exclaiming in disbelief, "Divine might surges and churns the sky, its might soaring to the heavens! The Great Xia Divine Might Banner! It's Martial Breakthrough! The Great Xia Hero-level containment team, Martial Breakthrough! Aren't they the Imperial Guard protecting the Great Xia headquarters? How come they're here?"

"It's fake, it must be fake!"

"This flag must be fake!"

The nine-tailed demon queen unleashed a powerful claw attack, tearing through the golden flames!

"Nine-tailed fox Tamamo-no-Mae, your opponent is me, [Martial Arts Breaking the Boundaries], which kills without saving, and transcends all martial arts!"

The next moment, golden flames shot into the sky, and a figure descended from the heavens, majestic and awe-inspiring, like a god descending. Visible ripples of thick, mixed golden true energy roared like a tide, impacting all directions. The monster [Hundred Ghost Puppets], a gathering of thousands of corpses, was instantly shattered into pieces. Even Beichuan Hero was thrown hundreds of meters away by the tide of golden true energy, like pieces of rags!

The ground cracked open with visible fissures and ravines, the narrowest of which was a fist's width and the widest was several meters, spreading for thousands of meters. Countless buildings in the surrounding area collapsed directly, streets were smashed, cars exploded and cracked, and flames shot into the sky!

Before the banner, at the source of the golden light, stood a simple martial artist, eight feet tall, dressed in a faded Chinese martial arts shirt and clean patchwork shoes. The muscle lines on his arms were clearly visible, and his whole body exuded an indescribable, powerful, and suffocating aura!

At this moment, the nine-tailed fox Tamamo-no-Mae was as weak as a fragile firefly, and dared not meet Wu Budu's eyes. She created hundreds of illusory figures and fled frantically!

Wu Budu suddenly threw a punch, bang bang bang—

One second!

Just one second!

Wu Budu threw a hundred punches!

That's a real hundred punches!

With Ye Feng's super intelligence, every punch and every frame is incredibly clear!

One hundred fist beams, each carrying a powerful and terrifying shockwave of true energy, struck the nine-tailed fox Tamamo-no-Mae, causing her to howl in agony.

"You killed one of my lives!"

"Wu Budu, we've now formed a grudge!"

"Just you wait, we'll break through your borders with force!"

At this moment, inside the protective shield of the banners, Ye Feng stared up at Wu Daren's back, dumbfounded and speechless.

Me, me, what kind of deity is this!

What does it mean to throw a hundred punches in one second?

Throwing one hundred punches in one second means taking back ninety-nine punches.

This means that the speed of each punch is 0.01 seconds!

Assuming a person's arm is measured in 0.5 meters, the distance for punching and retracting the fist is one meter.

So the speed of the entire fist tip is 300 meters per second!

It's close to the speed of sound at 356 meters per second!

The corresponding acceleration values ​​would reach 2 to 6 meters per second squared!

That's equivalent to 800-1000 times the acceleration due to gravity!

This is no longer a fist!

That's a barrage of rockets!

This is practically like attaching a large-caliber close-in weapon system, specifically designed for destroyers, to one's own arm!

It's like using two destroyer close-in weapon systems as arms, with unlimited ammunition, automatic aiming, automatic tracking, and automatic locking. There's no heat fatigue, no cooling required, and the fist energy is still a long-range attack!

This is no longer human; it's a humanoid version of the Freedom destroyer!

Even if you are a demon, ghost, or spirit, I will shatter you into soul fragments!

Who says Homo sapiens are incapable of fighting?

Who dares to say that Homo sapiens are inferior in strength?