Transformed into the leader of an esoteric sect in Japan

Her body reacted faster than her mind. With her beginner-level Void Blade style defensive stances, she obviously couldn't block the attack, but with her speed, she could easily dodge it!

She lowered her body, sprinted to the left, gently lifted her legs, and stepped on the wall. Black matter adhered to her feet, and with a series of steps, she actually started running on the wall.

The chunk of flesh that the blond-haired guy transformed into slammed down, barely missing the top of Kurosawa Shizuki's head, and crashed into the ground, sending shards of stone flying. However, the chunk of flesh was stuck in the ground for a short time, and the blond-haired guy couldn't break free!

Kurosawa Shizuki had already stepped on the wall and then pushed off, lightly leaping into the air.

Her raincoat and skirt swayed together, her slender, jade-white legs resembling butterfly wings as she gracefully turned.

Behind the blond-haired man, a deadly attack was felt. Countless long tails grew wildly towards Kurosawa Shizuki again. Kurosawa Shizuki had nowhere to use as leverage. Even if she tried to block with her hands, she would be easily knocked away by the blond-haired man's tail spikes, missing the rare opening that the blond-haired man had exposed.

Without any hesitation, the black spiritual entity behind her sprang up from the ground once more, this time transforming into a blade tail similar to the blond-haired form! Blade Form!

As many blade tails grew out of the blond hair, so too did the black matter of Kurosawa Shizuki's black matter, producing a series of clashing sounds. All of the blond hair's blade tails were intercepted by the black matter. Because the blade tails formed from the black matter were more solid, most of the blond hair's blade tails were broken off in this brief but intense exchange!

Using the momentum from pushing off the wall and spinning in mid-air, Kurosawa Shizuki concentrated all her sword intent into the heel of her left foot.

Like the triangular blade of a guillotine, the raised left leg slashed down hard, the heel of the left foot gleaming with a cold light even more chilling than the blade!

The Fourteenth Form of the Phantom Blade Style: Yuri!

P.S., ever since I played Sekiro, no matter what kind of combat I write about, I can't help but start slashing with my sword...

Chapter 20 is finally over.

Using his heel as a blade, he cleaves through the air to kill the enemy.

The left foot slashed deeply into the exposed lumbar vertebrae of the blond-haired man. Since the blond-haired man's upper body was almost completely surrounded by the mutated armor, this was the weakest point.

Kurosawa Shizuki spun her body, her left foot like a chainsaw—severing muscles, bones, and internal organs all at the waist!

When Kurosawa Shizuki landed, the ghoul's completely mutated upper body had been completely separated from its still human lower body. The narrow alley had become like a slaughterhouse, filled with blood and flesh, and emitting an extremely pungent smell.

"Huff, huff..." Kurosawa Shizuki breathed softly. Luckily, her sister had put this raincoat on her. The yellow raincoat was completely stained blood red, making her look like a demon.

Such intense exercise in a short period of time finally triggered her body to give her warning signs. She felt waves of fatigue wash over her, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily.

However, the blond-haired man wasn't quite dead yet. From the upper half of the ghoul's body came the faint, labored breathing of the blond-haired man:

"No... I can't die here... I need to go home... Anki is still waiting for me..." The twisted flesh sprouted several trembling tentacles, dragging its heavy body as it struggled to crawl away from the exit that was far from Kurosawa Shizuki.

Kurosawa Shizuki strode forward, stepping onto the chunk of meat, raising her hands and bringing them together in a ready stance at her waist, like a genjutsu.

His hands moved incessantly, the sound of the blade slicing into flesh echoing as he raised and lowered his knife.

The ninth style of the Void Blade School: Poppy Seedling.

The sharpest slashing hand blades were repeatedly used to strike the writhing ghoul.

The girl's face remained indifferent, as if she were simply doing an ordinary job.

One was divided into two, two into four, then ten pieces, a hundred pieces... Blood and flesh were everywhere, the scene was extremely brutal.

However, from within the writhing blood clots, an even smaller black alien monster struggled to crawl out. The black beast resembled a lizard, covered in slippery scales, but had no eyes. Its head was like that of an infant, with a pair of worm-like tentacles wriggling on the back of its head, and its limbs crawled rapidly toward the exit.

The remaining black monster had a pair of bat-like fleshy wings growing from its back. The translucent wings spread out and struggled to flap under the moonlight as it wobbled and climbed into the air. In just a few breaths, it flew nearly ten meters high.

The Void Blade Style is not a Taoist technique and cannot attack from such a distant location.

However, the flowing black matter flowed again on the right side of Kurosawa Shizuki's hand, condensing into a form: Black Matter Spirit Body - Blade Form.

It transformed into a formidable and sharp javelin.

Kurosawa Shizuki raised the javelin, and without even looking, hurled it fiercely in the direction the enemy was fleeing. There was no need to aim; the living black matter would automatically track the target.

A flash of black light disappeared in an instant, piercing through the chest of the little monster that was about to fly away with incredible precision.

A desperate cry rang out as wings drooped from mid-air, and the bird fell into a pool of blood, struggling for a final moment:

"The Lord... huff... will avenge us..." came the final curse from the monster, the voice no longer discernible as male or female, but a wild beast's roar.

Then there was no more movement; it was finally completely dead.

Dominator or whatever, it doesn't matter. Kurosawa Shizuki doesn't care at all whether she has offended some powerful high-level anomaly. Even if the enemy comes knocking on her door one day, it will just be another fight to the death.

Unexpectedly, the ghoul's vitality after transformation was so tenacious. Its final form really startled Kurosawa Shizuki. If she hadn't relied on her combat instincts to develop a new way to use the dark spirit, she might have let it escape.

Kurosawa Shizuki was somewhat relieved that she had used her ultimate skill to instantly kill one of the ghouls. If she had faced two fully transformed ghouls at the same time, she probably would have had to fully unleash her dark spirit form and fight them head-on.

Kurosawa Shizuki finally relaxed a little, took a few steps forward with difficulty, and broke out of the battle state. Her momentum dropped rapidly, and she no longer had the killing intent that was like a blade when she was fighting. Then she had to lean against the wall and gasped for breath again.

Nausea, fear, depression, disgust... a whole host of complex emotions exploded in my heart, and then with a "whoosh," I finally vomited it all out.

This body didn't seem to have eaten anything decent lately. Bite after bite, apart from the few skewers of vegetables she had just eaten, Kurosawa Shizuki vomited up nothing but black mucus. The mucus fell to the ground and mixed with the strange blood. She didn't want to figure out what it was.

Thump, thump, thump, she heard the beating of her heart in her chest, her vision began to blur, and she seemed to hear faint whispers lingering in her ears.

"It's starting again?" Someone whispered in her ear, but disappeared without a trace the next moment. Kurosawa Shizuki wondered if she was hallucinating.

The black shadow behind the girl twisted and expanded rapidly, instantly enveloping the entire block. The corpses of the two ghouls were completely destroyed, sinking into the lake of shadows without a trace.

[Your dark spirit has devoured the ghoul A-Zheng, increasing your fourth-stage growth rate by 0.25%. You have gained 143 Nightmare Points.]

[Your dark spirit has devoured the deformed ghoul Yabuki, increasing your fourth-stage growth rate by 0.3%. You have gained 162 Nightmare Points.]

After swallowing, the symptoms of nausea, discomfort, and fear finally subsided slightly.

Is the growth in the fourth stage really this slow? If that's the case, she'd need to eat at least two hundred more ghouls to advance her Dark Spirit Body to the fifth stage? Kurosawa Shizuki felt her composure crumbling. It was questionable whether there were even two hundred ghouls in the entire city of Heijō. Did she really need to find even stronger enemies to challenge in order to advance faster?

Although she gained a little over 300 more Nightmare Points, it was only enough to buy some white-quality items in the system. Kurosawa Shizuki wasn't in a hurry to exchange for more; she would save them up for a while longer.

The woman who had been bound to the wall by the black substance and was already unconscious, now freed from its restraints, fell helplessly into a pool of blood on the ground, barely alive. She clearly needed help, but Kurosawa Shizuki didn't know if calling an ambulance was the right choice. She couldn't explain such a brutal scene.

Kurosawa Shizuki walked with difficulty through the blood-soaked ground. She had no time to care about the woman; all she wanted now was to leave this place.

Where she walked, thick blood dripped from her raincoat, drip-drip-drip, leaving blood-red footprints with every step she took.

In the intense and brutal killing field, a lone girl struggles to walk towards the dim light at the intersection. In the light, Kurosawa Ai's petite figure can be vaguely seen.

Ai was looking at Kurosawa Shizuki, her pale golden eyes gleaming in the darkness, her small face showing a worried and puzzled expression.

Leaving such a brutal scene, Kurosawa Shizuki felt something was amiss. Ai should know how to clean up the mess, right? If it attracts the attention of the Metropolitan Police Department, perhaps ordinary police officers wouldn't be able to find anything, but if it attracts the capable people from the Anti-Smuggling Bureau, then it would be very difficult to explain.

Kurosawa Shizuki was deeply impressed by the efficient and astute detectives of the Anti-Corruption Bureau in the game. They would swarm like vicious dogs smelling blood at the slightest hint of suspicion. Even if you'd only drawn a few pictures and read a few books, and had a slightly "mysterious aura," those guys could still fabricate "unsubstantiated evidence" against you. Kurosawa Shizuki left behind such a brutal scene; if those tough guys in the Anti-Corruption Bureau saw it, they'd probably immediately fabricate "conclusive evidence" against her, sending her straight to prison.

P.S., please, please, please, please! I beg you all, please shower me with everything you can! Please! Everyone! Don't stop!

PS2, Sekiro just posted 15,000 words in one go, sending out all the drafts. Emma has appeared! Those interested can check it out. Sigh, this book is just self-indulgent; I clearly feel it's well-written, but nobody reads it. *Sekiro: Cherry Blossoms Die Twice*

Section 21, Chapter Twenty-One: Closing Work

"Sister, I really didn't expect things to turn out so messy this time~" Kurosawa Ai looked in surprise at Kurosawa Shizuki, who was walking out from the depths of the alley, dripping blood all over her body and steaming, looking just like a murderer who had just fled the scene.

She quickly helped Kurosawa Shizuki take off her raincoat and mask, wiped off the bloodstains, folded them neatly, and put them back into the waterproof bag. Kurosawa Ai didn't seem to care about the blood on her hands at all, but instead kept nagging like a mother: "You're so dirty, you must take a shower when you get back, sister, the smell on you still lingers."

"I really need to wash myself properly..." Kurosawa Shizuki felt that she was indeed covered in a layer of filth that she couldn't get rid of no matter what she did, and waves of nausea surged through her. Then she felt even more troubled. Did this body need to take a bath? Changing clothes by herself before was thrilling enough, taking a bath would be too exciting.

"Sister, you haven't lost your memory to the point of forgetting how to take a bath, have you? Want to bathe together? I can scrub your back." Ai blinked her big eyes.

"Let's skip it. I'm more used to washing by myself right now. I'm not that lacking in common sense," Kurosawa Shizuki waved her hand in refusal. "Speaking of which, Ai, do you know how to clean up the mess?"

"I accidentally made the scene a bit... brutal, and there's an unconscious wounded person there who urgently needs medical attention. I'm not sure if we should call an ambulance?" Kurosawa Shizuki scratched the back of her head, looking somewhat embarrassed. Hunting monsters is obviously something that can't be easily known to ordinary people, right?

“We’ve always handled these kinds of things with the Anti-Suppression Bureau, and this time is no exception. Sister, wait a moment. This is the hotline Uncle Chai Qi provided me.” Kurosawa Ai took out her phone from her pocket and dialed a number.

What? So Ai is also connected to the Anti-Suppression Bureau? Is it really safe to directly contact the Anti-Suppression Bureau to help her, the nominal leader of the secret cult, clean up the mess? She's an undercover agent, after all; it's not good to expose herself so easily.

"Hello, is this the Pingjing Anti-Suppression Bureau's Closing Personnel Affairs Department? This is unofficial operator UT406, authorization code XXXXXXX. A Level 3 situation has just occurred. There is a wounded soldier who urgently needs medical treatment and memory erasure." The report was delivered with considerable skill.

"Voiceprint verified, authorization confirmed, instructions received. The cleanup crew is about to depart, estimated arrival time: four minutes." The voice on the other end was a plain-sounding male voice, seemingly synthesized electronically. That was all the reply he gave before he abruptly hung up.

"Sister, we can go now. To be on the safe side, it's best not to run into them." Kurosawa Ai held Kurosawa Shizuki's left hand, and Kurosawa Shizuki instinctively put her arm around Kurosawa Ai's waist.

"That's it?" Kurosawa Shizuki found it hard to believe.

“That’s it. The Anti-Corruption Bureau is an extremely efficient organization in Heijing. You have to trust their abilities. This kind of follow-up work is nothing out of the ordinary for them,” Kurosawa Ai said calmly.

"Who is this Uncle Chai Qi? Is he someone we know in the Anti-Suppression Bureau?"

“Big sister, officially speaking, Uncle Chaiqi can be considered your superior,” Kurosawa Ai smiled. “He’s an old friend of Dad’s. Without his help in altering the horoscope, we wouldn’t have been able to escape the pursuit of our formidable enemy so easily in Pingjing. Moreover, your seemingly dangerous ‘side job’ was also introduced by Uncle Chaiqi. When necessary, we can certainly mobilize the Anti-Epidemic Bureau’s resources through the authorization code of the unofficial agent.”

"Modify one's destiny?" Kurosawa Shizuki noticed that she always heard some very intriguing things from her younger sister.

"In short, it involves using a special item from the Anti-Corruption Bureau to influence the Sea of ​​Life Source above the Netherworld, grafting our past selves onto our present selves. This way, even the minions of our formidable enemy will find it difficult to track us again." Kurosawa Ai's words were like an onion, peeling back layer after layer. Kurosawa Shizuki was too lazy to continue asking about things like "special item," "Sea of ​​Life Source," and "another history." The more she asked, the more bewildered she would become.

"Never mind, let's get back to that 'authorization code.' If I need to request assistance from the Anti-Corruption Bureau in the future, what should I do?" Kurosawa Shizuki hadn't expected such a good thing.

“Sister, I just used my personal authorization code and voiceprint. You should have your own authorization code and dedicated line,” Kurosawa Ai shook her head helplessly. “But since you have almost completely lost your memory, I’m afraid you’ll have to ask Uncle Chaiqi to reapply next time you see him. But I don’t know how you contacted Uncle Chaiqi in the past. After all, someone of Uncle Chaiqi’s level can only be contacted when he wants to.”

Kurosawa Shizuki felt things were getting more and more complicated. It seemed that if she, as an undercover agent, wanted to re-establish contact with the organization, she would probably have to find another way. She wondered if the original owner's computer had any relevant information.

Less than five minutes after the Kurosawa sisters left, they saw several white sanitation vehicles drive past them. The vehicles were filled with sanitation workers in cleaning uniforms. The vehicles headed towards the intersection where they had left and then stopped there.

You can see the cleaners calmly getting out of the car, sealing off the intersection and putting up a sign that reads, "Cleaning work in progress, please do not approach." Then they take water spray nozzles and various cleaning tools from the cleaning truck and walk in with composure.

"This is the speed of the Anti-Suppression Bureau. In the face of any emergency, the Anti-Suppression Bureau's emergency response forces must ensure that they can be deployed within ten minutes. The Anti-Suppression Bureau has infiltrated every aspect of our surroundings." Kurosawa Ai seemed very proud to be a member of the Anti-Suppression Bureau. Did she already consider herself a member of the Anti-Suppression Bureau?

"I'm a little tired," Kurosawa Shizuki said softly, rubbing her forehead. She hadn't fully recovered yet. "By the way, Ai, how was your evening?"

"Mmm, so satisfying! I had a great meal today! And my sister once again successfully transformed into the Yellow Bunny, carrying out justice!" Kurosawa Ai linked arms with her sister, revealing an innocent smile. However, the next moment, her smile faded. "Sister, why are you shaking?"

"I guess I'm a little exhausted?" Kurosawa Shizuki smiled somewhat reluctantly. After the black matter devoured two ghouls, her mental and physical strength had recovered to some extent, and she did not feel tired. However, she still couldn't help but recall the brief and crazy battle that had taken place in the alley not long ago. "Besides, it's really hard to get used to this kind of thing all at once."

That emotionless girl, who scrutinizes everything with cold, indifferent eyes and inflicts undisguised cruelty and violence, like a knife—is that really her? Kurosawa Shizuki felt inexplicably afraid of what was inside her.

After all, that was a power countless times more terrifying than most of the so-called "strange" things in Heijō. Kurosawa Shizuki glanced at the shadow behind her with a worried look. Could she really control this power completely?

“Sister, don’t force yourself,” Kurosawa Ai’s smile was tinged with sadness. “We’re just trying to survive. Nothing we do is wrong if we want to survive, right?”

"Moreover, hunting these monsters that cannot be called human at all is the most correct thing for humanity to do."

"After all, the end of the world is coming."

"Is the end of the world coming?" Kurosawa Shizuki felt a sudden chill run down her spine. "Ai, how come I've never heard you mention anything about an apocalypse?"

Although she had often heard all sorts of ridiculous doomsday rumors in her previous life, if someone really told her that in this world where heretics were rampant, strange things were resurfacing, and gods were awakening, she probably wouldn't be able to disbelieve it.

"Sister, that used to be your and Dad's catchphrase. You've always kept it a secret from me, how am I supposed to know what the end of the world really means?" Ai pouted impatiently. "I only vaguely remember you mentioning not long ago that there's only a little over a year left, and that the Great Enemy has personally confirmed the end of the world. Given the Great Enemy's esteemed position, He probably wouldn't stoop to lying. And it was precisely because of the end of the world that Dad decided to betray the Great Enemy and steal time."

There was only a year left until the "end of the world." Kurosawa Shizuki found it hard to imagine how the end of the world that the original owner and her father had worried about would come in a year.