I am a female swordsman.

A king who reigns supreme over tyranny, cruelty, and slaughter!

No human being could possibly possess such a raging, overwhelming aura, viewing all living beings as mere ants. Only those who have endured endless battles in the deepest hell could possibly forge such a chilling killing intent. The person before him was not Huang Quan; Jason was absolutely certain she wasn't!

"Ho ho ho ho!"

A slender, jade-like hand grasped the blade of the [Panming Sword], and the eerie blood patterns entwined on the elegant, long single-edged sword seemed to have found their home and forcibly seeped into it.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed from a single-edged, slender longsword into a bright red snake-belly sword!

Boom!!

A bolt of lightning flashed across the already gloomy skies of Tokyo's 20 wards, and thick, oppressive clouds instantly obscured the sunlight. As if trembling at the birth of this sword, the gale, torrential rain, and thunder represented the world's shock, anger, and unease.

With a slightly satisfied smile on her face, 'Huang Quan' reached out and grabbed the snake-belly sword.

No, it would be a stretch to say she reached out and grabbed the sword. Rather, the sword obediently submitted to her the instant 'Yellow Springs' raised her hand; it was rightfully her weapon. In a fleeting moment of lightning, Jason was astonished to see the demon king's figure floating behind 'Yellow Springs'!

The Demon Sword [Puno] is what he controls in the Underworld!

"It's my turn to perform."

With a flick of the wrist, a sound like firecrackers exploding echoed through the air!

Caught off guard, Jason was struck by a blood-red whip that unleashed a chaotic gust of wind, the deafening lash sending his burly body flying backward. The menacing hockey mask was sliced ​​in two by the roar of the snake-belly sword, the blood exploding in the air like fireworks.

The blow sent the S-rank ghoul flying as if it were a joke.

Furthermore, Jason is definitely not an ordinary S-class ghoul. He successfully escaped from a heavily guarded ghoul prison like Cochlea and is a half-ghoul, almost reaching SS-class status by manipulating his kagune to cover half his body. In the original work, Jason's strength is undeniable. However, such a terrifying being was almost violently decapitated by Yomi's snake-belly sword, which was controlled by the demonic sword.

This is directly reflected in the huge gap in strength, revealing the cruel and ruthless nature of violent crushing.

"Jason?!... Is that Rinkaku? Kunk? Are you kidding me?" Rize Kamishiro, who was just about to eat, was startled by Jason who was suddenly thrown over. She looked at Yomi in the rainstorm with disbelief and confusion, muttering to herself.

The eerie, crimson blades seemed to possess a life of their own, coiling around the sword demon.

The Demon King's figure hovered faintly behind Huang Quan.

As she stood behind the raging rain, the only feeling that [Oogami] Rize Kamishiro conveyed to her was that Jason, that boring man, seemed to have unintentionally triggered something extremely terrifying!

"What exactly are you!?"

But when Yomi's empty, willless gaze fell upon her, Rize Kamishiro instinctively began to tremble. She had never experienced such fear of being seen as someone who could be trampled on at any moment. On the other side, Jason, his mask shattered and his face covered in blood, got up. A deep, bone-revealing laceration ran from his left eye down to his jaw.

"A creature as worthless as trash, not even worthy of being used as a whetstone."

Huang Quan's mouth opened and closed, but the sounds that came out were low, hoarse, and overlapping. The cruel and warlike demon had been eager to control Huang Quan's body, only to encounter these two half-crippled pieces of trash, and they instinctively felt displeased.

"Now, do everything in your power to please me, you ants!"

A mocking and cruel smile suddenly appeared on Huang Quan's puppet-like face. Even garbage has its value; at least before it becomes utterly useless rotten flesh, it can experience the pleasure of being crushed.

Chapter Thirty-Five: The Tyrannical King

They thought they had caught a crow with a broken wing, but they ended up discovering that a terrifying monster was lurking deep within the crow's thin and inconspicuous body.

Now, the monster has awakened.

Awakened along with them was an overwhelming aura, as exaggerated as that of a god or demon. Was it an illusion? The unbridled aura of the demon god possessing the sword demon Huang Quan, as seen by Jason and Kamishiro Rize, transformed into mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They saw countless bones piled up like mountains, with countless powerful demons and gods lying upon them!

"Hahahahaha!!"

A maniacal, unrestrained laugh echoed from the highest peak.

With Huang Quan's broken and injured body, the combat power unleashed by the demonic sword [Puno] was simply beyond imagination.

The swirling, serpentine sword pierced Jason's two shoulders in the blink of an eye, skewering him like a roast duck. Easily overwhelmed and intimidated by [Puno's] aura, the two ghouls could only muster a fraction of their strength in their disheveled state.

Jason's kraken burst through his clothes, enveloping him in a savage half-kraken form. He roared like a bull, tearing at the snake-belly sword that had pierced his body.

The way he struggled made Huang Quan's joyful laughter even sharper and more urgent.

The incredibly resilient snake-belly sword was torn apart by Jason, and his struggles only caused the chain sword to tighten and penetrate deeper into his body! Such a tragic scene, the more Jason struggled while hanging in mid-air, the closer he got to death, and the morbid and dangerous smile on Huang Quan's face was hazy and intense.

"There is a bird in this world that sings only once in its entire life, and once it leaves its nest to find a thorn tree, it will not stop until it finds it. It nails itself to the sharpest and longest thorn, and its final song comes at the cost of its life. Its song surpasses that of the lark and the nightingale, and even the highest gods hold their breath to listen." In her eyes, Jason's value was merely to please herself with his life, just like the thorn bird.

"So beautiful! So melodious! Hahahaha!!"

Mesmerized by Jason's increasingly agonizing screams, 'Yellow Springs' danced gracefully with the snake-belly sword he gripped tightly in his hand, completely absorbed in the moment.

Rize Kamishiro was so terrified that she turned and ran away immediately!

Are we just supposed to run away and wait to die?!

This madwoman! This devil! What is she anyway?! Rize Kamishiro desperately wanted to escape that hellish purgatory that resounded with the songs of hell. She regretted coming to the 20th ward, and even more so, she regretted setting her sights on the sword demon Yomi!

"Who gave you permission to leave?"

Suddenly, from extreme fervor and unrestrained passion to calm and indifferent, Huang Quan's calm and detached voice gently brushed past Rize Kamishiro's delicate ear.

Completely unaware of when 'Yomi' suddenly appeared behind her, Rize Kamishiro, in utter terror, brandished her four kagune and nimbly darted backward! However, what was terrifying was that, facing the most ferocious kagune attack of a ghoul, 'Yomi' simply slapped down with a wave of its hand.

Yes, I took the picture...

Then Rize Kamishiro felt an immense force suddenly surge through her body, and was slammed into the ground! Her spine was broken, and she lost all feeling in her body below the head!

"Yes, that's how it should be. Use your ugly state before you die to please me."

As if deliberately humiliating her, he stomped hard on Rize Kamishiro's head.

Admiring the beautiful ghoul writhing in humiliation beneath her feet, 'Yomi' wore an innocent, smiling expression. She wasn't just stepping on Rize Kamishiro's head; she was continuously applying force. A ghoul's skull must be incredibly hard, so just how much power would it take to crush a ghoul's head?

The answer will be revealed soon~~

Buzzing!!

"Hmm?" The sudden buzzing sound made 'Yomi', who was engrossed in her work, turn around abruptly. Because her attention had been diverted by Rize Kamishiro, she noticed that Jason, who had been strung up and waiting to die, had actually broken free from the snake-belly sword's restraints and was trembling as he used his kagune to push aside obstacles and escape.

What an incredibly strong will to survive!

In order to survive, she didn't hesitate to tear her bones apart to break free from the snake-belly sword. Clearly, this ghoul named Jason was more pleasing to her than the useless beast beneath her feet.

He let out a suppressed, eerie laugh, then raised his hand again and deftly and smoothly retrieved the snake-belly sword.

"Kill everything, turn this world into hell..."

Bathed in the torrential rain and thunder, the figure, resembling a demon, gazed at the dark, cloud-covered sky.

'Yomi' abandoned the paralyzed Rize Kamishiro without the slightest hesitation, abandoning her as if she were discarding useless garbage.

What an enchanting and captivating beauty!

Awakened from his unconsciousness by the cold rain, Kaneki Ken struggled to open his eyes, having been repeatedly tormented by Jason and Rize Kamishiro, the two ghouls. He felt excruciating pain throughout his body, and his head felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead.

In a daze, he saw a scene he would never forget in his life.

The figure weaving through the rain, her once pristine white coat now tattered and stained with blood, did not diminish her astonishingly arrogant and unrestrained aura. Her slightly upturned, alluring lips carried a dangerous allure, as if everything in the world was merely a backdrop to her.

People with the aura of a "king" truly exist in this world! When faced with a "king," ordinary people yearn for and want to follow them, because in doing so, they too can become powerful!

Worship, awe, and fear!

This is the norm, and no one is exempt.

Kaneki Ken stared blankly at the haughty 'Yomi' who had cast a disdainful glance at him, until the figure that had captivated him disappeared into the rain. With her, the power he had borrowed from her vanished as well, and Kaneki's eyelids began to close uncontrollably.

"Damn it... How could I die here... I'm not reconciled...!"

With her mouth biting the ground, Rize Kamishiro, with astonishing perseverance, struggled and shuffled toward the dying Ken Kaneki.

Muddy water kept pouring into her mouth, and she couldn't even sense it or control it, even with her kagune. Despite enduring such humiliation from the sword demon Huang Quan, she felt no resentment towards him, but rather a shameful relief that he had spared her.

Eat this human, then escape from the 20th ward. No! Escape from Tokyo, even escape from Japan!

Rize Kamishiro was utterly terrified!

Rize Kamishiro, struggling and writhing in the mud, was getting closer and closer to Kaneki. Just before she was about to touch him, the sound of steel cables snapping came from high above. Then, countless pieces of exaggerated steel crashed down, burying Rize Kamishiro completely. The once infamous "Oogami" thus fell silent.

On the rooftop of the construction site, a man wearing a clown mask was gazing at the departing figure of 'Yellow Springs'.

Author's Note:

P.S.: I'm already updating twice a day. If I were to update three times a day, I probably wouldn't be able to keep up. I hope everyone can understand...

Chapter Thirty-Six: She Belongs to Me

Fear is the root cause of all bad habits.

Failure, setbacks, jealousy, crime, betrayal, and defeat. Only those who recognize fear and triumph over it can proudly call themselves strong. But those with strong minds are always in the minority; most people crumble and collapse when faced with fear.

For example... [Jason].

It all began the moment he broke free from the snake-belly sword at the cost of self-harm and fled in panic.

It has been proven that he will never be able to face his own fears, just like the question Huang Quan maliciously asked him before his consciousness collapsed: What is 1000-7? What seemed like a simple question became a huge defeat of the soul after the Demon King descended and ravaged him.

No matter how much you struggle, you're just pleasing that devil!

Jason stumbled and ran away, his once fierce and burly body now looking more like a stray dog ​​from the shadows, so pathetic that anyone could step on him.

The heavy rain disrupted his vision and hearing.

Several times Jason was so terrified that he fell to the ground, as if he could hear the hissing sound of the snake-belly sword cutting through the air behind him. But each time he fell to the ground to avoid the attack, he realized that his brain was probably hallucinating from fear. However, the unrestrained laughter that pierced through the rain continued to linger in Jason's ears.

"Little puppy~~ don't run away, okay? If you obediently kneel at my feet and please me, it's not impossible that I'll spare your life~~"

Jason could clearly hear the overlapping, sinister voice of 'Yellow Springs' through the rain.

Her words were very deceptive, making it difficult to discern the truth from the falsehood.

Jason, who always deceives his victims with false hope, understands the pleasure of this kind of gift, especially watching the victim's bubble-like hope rise to its highest point, and then be ruthlessly punctured, leading to despair in the abyss. The psychological satisfaction is simply beyond anything else!

However, as the victim, Jason, who was fleeing for his life in a sorry state, knew that it was a false promise, but he still couldn't help but feel the urge to return to that figure, kneel down and beg for mercy.

"I won't be fooled by you! I won't!"

Shouting loudly, trying to banish the terrible thought from his mind, Jason quickened his pace to escape!

"What a pity, but that's what makes it more fun." 'Huang Quan' said with some regret. He originally thought it was a vicious dog that could be tamed and played with, and that he could be teased by throwing it a few bones. But he found that its courage had been completely destroyed, and it didn't even qualify as a watchdog.

"Let's start with your left leg."

Swipe!

Jason, who was running wildly, suddenly felt his left leg go numb below the knee. Only after the sound of the rain came the belated whistling sound of something being ripped through the air. It was only then that Jason realized that it wasn't that his left leg had gone numb, but that his left leg had been neatly severed.