We villains all have invincibility written on our faces

Krieg was blocking the siege of the Luanbo people. On the edge of the narrow mountain road, if he took a step without taking any time, he would fall to the bottom. The fishing line turned into a solid object and embedded in the cliff. He jumped directly out of the road. The fishing line pulled up all the Luanbo people at the same level as him and pulled them off the cliff. Instead, Krieg used the elasticity of the fishing line to stand back on the wooden board.

It was probably the fifteenth one. Krieg doubted his calmness. He did not regard these monks of Xianfeng Temple as human beings, but simply dealt with them with a cold attitude. He was slaughtering this group of weak people, but he did not feel the slightest guilt or sense of justice. He was just dealing with them.

The temple's door opened, and the centipede-like victim scrambled down the wall, lunging at Krieg with all its might. But it was caught in mid-air by a fishing line, and then the sword sliced ​​through its shoulder and heart. Krieg wasn't being merciful to his subjects; the moment the victim transformed into a centipede, their original life had already vanished. The reason the sword didn't cut through was simple: the long-clawed centipede's body was filled with iron bars and hooks, most of which penetrated beneath the skin, while a few pierced directly into the body.

The limbs were bent at a strange angle, and there were traces of sutures at regular intervals. Krieg's eyes were cold. The creature in front of him had nothing to do with humans. Even though it was exercising the power of the god of death by reaping the lives of monks along the way, Krieg was secretly glad that the centipede's face had been destroyed, otherwise even he would be panicked to see his kind transformed into this.

With the help of the fishing line, Krieg finally saw the corridor where Robert's father was. This Western warrior who was out of tune with the whole environment, his son Robert was suffering from a terminal illness, so he brought his son all the way to Japan. The firecrackers bought by the protagonist Wolf were brought by them. The Western warrior asked Senfeng Temple to help his son become immortal. In return, and to prevent anyone from disturbing the completion of the ceremony, he agreed to help the monks guard the entrance.

But he only stopped those who had ill intentions towards Xianfeng Temple. No matter what their purpose was, their actions were directed at Xianfeng Temple, and Robert's father killed them, killed the people who could save his child. Robert had been used as a test subject by the monks, and only one fake son of the Son of Transformation survived. Even if Robert's father really fulfilled his promise to block a thousand swords, his son would not come back.

Krieg stood in front of the corridor, and Hayabusa flew in first and landed in front of the Western warrior. The father in armor was facing the interior of Senpuu Temple, and his visor was not lowered yet. The Western warrior's eyes were sunken in them, looking like two black holes. Even so, he was still staring blankly at the depths of Senpuu Temple. Even when Hayabusa was right in front of him, he did not move his eyes.

Does this guy already know that he will never see his son again?

People always need hope to live. Through Hayabusa's eyes, Krieg looked at the eyes of the Western warrior. Those were wooden eyes. The flame of life had been extinguished in his eyes. His cloudy and shrunken eyes did not blink for a long time. Fortunately, there were still ashes in his eyes.

Krieg stepped onto the corridor, deliberately stepping hard to wake up the Western warrior. Almost immediately, he dropped his visor, grabbed the greatsword at his side, and walked out. Krieg's mind was full of complicated thoughts. He killed to save others, and Robert's father did the same. Is there really any difference between them? But the Western warrior no longer had these thoughts that he regarded as weakness. He had already raised the greatsword, "For my son, put down the knife."

"Have you ever thought that your son is gone and all this is just a scam?" Krieg asked. The Western warrior paused for a moment as he looked at Krieg's face, which was obviously a Westerner, but he chose to turn a deaf ear to him. He grasped the front half of the sword with his armored hand and pushed it hard towards Krieg.

The first move was a warning, not a fatal strike? Krieg assessed the warrior's mental state, but he soon discovered his mistake. After pushing Krieg away, the warrior raised his greatsword and slashed at Krieg's head. Krieg quickly blocked with his katana, but the warrior's strength was more than double that of the monks, and the katana was directly pressed to the floor. Then, a second circular slash was already underway!

Genichirō's instinct told Krieg to fight with a sword, and his biological instinct told Krieg to run away, but he chose neither. Krieg chose hard steel. When the blade hit the totem light and kept cutting Krieg away, the sword in Krieg's hand also hit the connection of the armor, and with one blow, it lifted the helmet of the Western warrior, leaving a crack on his face.

Chapter 109 Robert

On the Japanese battlefield, the main combat power came from light armor or even unarmored targets such as the Misaki. The armor of the Japanese Warring States period was normally only 0.8 mm thick, so they naturally developed Japanese swords that were mainly used for chopping and cutting. After all, the country was poor in resources, and it was too difficult for them to make heavy armor.

In the era of cold weapons, secondary weapons like the katana were never the primary weapons. Spears and lances became increasingly powerful as they grew longer. Even sharpened bamboo poles proved more practical on the battlefield than katanas. The Japanese katana, like the swords of certain ancient Eastern nations, was a status symbol. While it did see widespread use at certain times, its poor performance quickly led to its demise, and it's generally not considered a first-tier combat weapon.

Although the blade of the nodachi is very thin, the back of the blade is usually deliberately thickened. Even in real history, it is 4 to 5 mm. In the world of Sekiro, it is even thicker, so it will not be at a disadvantage even when fighting with a broadsword. However, it is difficult for Krieg to do it. The Western warrior who took off his helmet had a haggard face, and it was not just his eyes that shrunk. After the visor was removed, Krieg finally saw clearly that the Western warrior's entire head had shrunk, like an apple that had lost water for several days.

So Krieg is now facing a very embarrassing situation. He can't cut the armor when using the wild sword, especially when the Western warrior is slightly stronger than him. If he uses the Beach Boy or simply attacks Robert's father's unprotected head directly, he will probably die on the spot according to his physical condition.

Where does this strength come from?!

The Western warrior went berserk after he mentioned his son, his desire to attack even stronger than in the game. Furthermore, he was fighting Sekiro, a ninja who couldn't tire and could regenerate health with potions. The Western warrior's attacks couldn't break the totem's light, but Krieg bore the full force. He felt his internal organs churning, and the constant pounding of iron in his ears made his counterattacks unbalanced.

This guy's stamina is actually better than mine. Krieg found it a little unbelievable. Genichirō eats the best food every day and practices top-notch martial arts. This Western warrior is even much older than Genichirō. What on earth does this guy eat to be so strong?!

"Your son has been killed by the monks of Xianfeng Temple. Otherwise, why do you think they didn't bring him to see you! Do you want to be a watchdog for your enemy?!" Krieg wanted to explain, but even though his words were already a provocation, the Western warrior still completely ignored what he said. Instead, he changed his moves when attacking Krieg this time, from swinging the sword once to the left and once to the right followed by a vertical slash to swinging the sword once to the left and once to the right followed by a thrust. Krieg did not expect this change, and was hit by the sword in the heart and hit against the doorpost. There was no scar, but he was out of breath. His vision was pitch black, but Hayabusa's vision was still clear. Before Krieg could react, he was knocked to the ground by the sword.

Knowing that the next three blows would be a series of slashes, Krieg quickly rolled over. Hayabusa's vision was not affected by his physical condition, and Krieg just avoided the slash. The ground of the corridor was cracked, and a deep valley filled with white mist appeared from the cracks. The horror between life and death was displayed undisguisedly on the ground.

"Blades and other things can't penetrate this armor. Why don't you understand?!" The Western warrior roared, and his dull voice sounded very strange. You know, Krieg had already chopped off his helmet, so why was there this sound... From a quick glance, Krieg saw something incredible, and quickly jumped back, using the fishing line to temporarily escape from the battlefield.

Why is there so little blood on this guy's face?!

The cut made by Krieg extended from his lower lip to his nose. Although Krieg had held back, the blade would not lose its lethality due to a beginner's emotions. However, only a small amount of blood flowed out of the cut. Just as Krieg was in doubt, the Western warrior spoke again, "For my son, put down the knife."

You've already said it once, Krieg wanted to complain, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt there was something wrong, as if the tone and intonation of the sentence when repeated for the second time were exactly the same as the first time. In the game, the father never bleeds, only sparks produced by forging iron. Krieg remembers this very clearly because he tried to kill him several times but couldn't. If he hadn't accidentally pushed the Western warrior to the edge of the corridor and pushed him down to kill him during the execution, Krieg would have really been ready to find a strategy guide to copy homework.

This guy, Krieg was wielding a nodachi, and while fighting against him with his broadsword, the fishhook attached to the nodachi embedded into the Western warrior's head and turned directly into a solid entity in his brain. However, this guy's movements did not slow down at all, and he continued with a series of continuous slashes that made Krieg's hands numb.

The fishhook continued to be pulled out, and the Western warrior's movements became more and more violent. Krieg wanted to retreat, but this strange scene made him want to know what would happen next.

If Krieg guessed correctly, this Western warrior should be dead. Judging from his shrunken head, it is possible that he starved to death.

In the dungeon where Michishun conducted his experiments, there's a stone tablet bearing the inscription: The spirits of the "Ara-kun" (wild souls) of the Ashina clan, executed for their acts of plundering their country, are suppressed here. Shinto rituals are performed to posthumously honor or commemorate these vengeful spirits, turning them into "Go-kun." All the headless creatures in the game are "Ara-kun" who died with hatred.

Inhuman beings, supernatural phenomena. Krieg speculated that the Western warrior couldn't even call out "Robert." Was this world and the game somehow diverged, or was this the game's intention? Krieg quickly realized how to tell. The simplest way was that he wasn't in a state of fear. Something strange and unique must have happened to the Western warrior.

In order to treat his son's illness, both of them died here. What a cruel fate. But since you met me, I will give you a chance for revenge!

There are no fog gates in the real world!

The fishhook hooked the helmet and pressed it back on the Western warrior's head at a good angle. Krieg turned and ran to the other side of the corridor. The enraged Western warrior followed him and charged out of the corridor. His heavy armor creaked as he stepped on the ground. While chasing Krieg out of the corridor, a word that Krieg did not expect came out of the Western warrior's mouth.

"Robert!"

Before the Western warrior died, he only thought about this.

py: "Even if I become LV1, I am still the Demon King"

Chapter 110 Never Stop

The obsession before death will become the motivation after death. According to Shinto thought, people will become "spirits" after death, and "spirits" will give birth to "souls". Souls are divided into "wa-soul" and "ara-soul". Among them, the "yukyō" and "ki-soul" in "wa-soul" represent luck and miracles, and are both kind parts, while "ara-soul" mostly come from resentful spirits who died with hatred. They will not only hurt and curse others, but even cause natural disasters or plagues. Obviously, Western samurai are the second one.

It was unknown whether it was some residual sanity or some mysterious technique, but as he rushed out of the corridor, he not only called out "Robert," but also held his head and squeezed it hard, pushing down the top of his helmet, which even the wild sword couldn't cut. "Robert!"

The warrior roared, and the aura around him began to become terrifying. He stood at the edge of the corridor. Through Hayabusa's tricky scan, Krieg could see that his eyes became deeper until the black part of the pupil completely swallowed up the white.

"ROBERT!" the warrior roared and charged towards Krieg.

There was actually a fairly high staircase outside the corridor, and below it was a temple branch of some size. Krieg jumped over on the edge of the staircase, and stood on the roof waving a fishing line, luring the Western warrior to go deeper. However, the wild soul in heavy armor obviously couldn't jump out. When he jumped halfway, he fell straight down. The terrifying weight directly collapsed the roof, and he turned into a black shadow and fell down. The Western warrior didn't even intend to dodge, but instead adjusted his posture in mid-air, and chopped down with the big sword first, regardless of whether there was anyone below.

Krieg stood on the roof, listening to the rumbling sound of the collapse below. There were several dogs running alertly below. They heard the warrior's roar, but they didn't expect that the roar that was just above their heads sounded behind them the next second. They were obviously frightened by the loud noise, and the hair on their tails exploded into a fluffy shape. Before they could bark a few times at the house, the Western warrior who had gone crazy chopped down the wall with a few swords, rushed out of the house with his head held high, and swung the front of the sword like a hammer, flattening the two dogs at once. The poor dogs didn't even have time to whimper in the last moment of their lives, and were turned into two meat patties.

The surviving dogs quickly fled into the distance, and the Western warriors roared and strode forward, shaking the earth and mountains along the way. The fire bulls in Ashina Castle had the same momentum.

The movement seemed to be getting faster. Krieg looked down from the hole in the roof. It was pitch black below. The Hayabusa fell down as he had intended. He could only see bloodstains that had solidified into black, and a Buddha statue covered in filth. When the smell of dust dissipated, the smell of blood, rotten wood, and something rotting and fermenting rushed up together, making Krieg almost faint.

The Hayabusa has no sense of smell, hearing or touch, and the places it sees are not necessarily safe. Krieg secretly remembered this lesson. The smell inside was as pungent as the ammonia in science class. Just one breath made his nose and mouth full of discomfort. Krieg still couldn't help it, turned around and retched. The arm that had just fought with the Western warrior also felt hot from time to time, which made him very uncomfortable.

Ashina is the biggest benefactor of Senpouji Temple and also their most direct ally. At this time, Ashina is at war with the inner court. Although Senpouji will also make deals with the ninjas that have infiltrated the inner court, and the Lone Shadows of the White Snake Shrine will use Yaksha Slaughter Candy in the second stage, this place is indeed more helpful to Ashina. In the beginning, Senpouji Temple was also trying to make Transformation Water. They captured young people who came to worship and began to study it. But later, the crooked monks of Senpouji Temple were able to directly kidnap children and adults from around Ashina. If this behavior did not have the tacit approval of Genichirō, how could they dare to do so.

Speaking of characters whose sons died, the game's NPC, Kurokasa Raccoon, was originally a ninja from Senpoji Temple. However, after his child was "cured" by a monk there, Kurokasa Raccoon saw through Senpoji Temple's true intentions. He gave up his position as leader of the Ranba clan and left Kongoyama with his ironclad fortress. Giving this item to the wolf beforehand might have sped up the incident. Kurokasa Raccoon likely betrayed Senpoji Temple during this time, which is why the Ranba clan near the gate wanted to kill Kurokasa Raccoon for this very reason. Since he could become the leader, he's a good card.

The roar of the Western warrior could be heard from afar, and it seemed that he could only say the three words Robert. Krieg suppressed his emotions. In this world, right and wrong were no longer clear. It was right for the inner court to want to unify and stand on their side. War was not about right or wrong, but for profit. However, what Xianfeng Temple did was still infuriating, and some things could not be done.

Krieg, using a fishing line stretched against the wall, rushed towards the Western warriors' position. If he and the Western warriors were determined, they could eliminate all the monks here. After all, wild spirits never tire. However, the lion apes and the city defenses required manpower, and at the very least, the immortal old monks were extremely useful. Furthermore, Xianfeng Temple's experiment couldn't be considered a complete failure. After paying a huge price, Xianfeng Temple did produce a very close replica of Long Yin, the only child of Transformation.

Krieg really didn't want to waste time here. The role of Mi Niang was nothing more than making things that could restore health or looking pleasing to the eye. The Red Undead Slash itself was of no use to Krieg, and he was not interested in finding the monkey from the illusion. He didn't need to cut off the immortality, nor did he need to fight against enemies with immortal power. The Son of Transformation could continue to wait in the inner hall.

Let Sekiro take it after the war, Krieg made the decision. Although he sometimes does not care about what he wants, he is indeed a man of his word. Since he has made a promise to Miko, he will not go back on his word. Anyway, what happens in the world at that time has nothing to do with him.

The Hayabusa flew through the air, transmitting the Western warrior's movements to Krieg. He had killed all the monks outside the temple building, and the number of corpses on the ground was exactly the same as the number of times he called out to Robert. The wild soul was waving his greatsword in vain at the roof, and several Luanbo were throwing non-throwing darts at him from above. The Western warrior, who had lost his intelligence, was helpless.

Ranbo cursed the Western warriors in a foul language. The fear from Huanghun obviously affected Ranbo's judgment. Krieg looked at the group of dwarfs and thought of what was inside the door. Among them should be a monk possessed by a centipede.

A tireless wild soul, a monk who will never die, who can both stop Western warriors and look very interesting, Krieg's eyes lit up.

Chapter 111: The Lone Shadow and the Taidao Foot (Subscribe)

Just move past this position.

Krieg used the fishing line to land on the eaves, and before Ranbo and the others could react, he kicked one of them down. The short ninja wanted to escape while falling, but after landing, he could only stare blankly in fear, watching the big sword cut his neck.

This guy's fear effect was quite effective. Krieg blocked the attacks of several other Ranpo. His Nodachi was twice as long as the Ranpo, and with a simple swing of his blade, the Ranpo were completely helpless. All their skills were scrapped, and they were beaten down one by one after throwing their hidden weapons. Krieg deliberately kicked a rock at the wild soul and jumped from the roof into the courtyard. The wild soul followed his movements and pounded on the door.

Krieg immediately ran towards the main hall, where there were only two ordinary monks and a parasite possessed person who was the best dressed and obviously of higher status. Krieg had just stepped into the hall door when a centipede crawled out from under the parasite possessed person's clothes. Although it was not as big as the one in the lion ape's body, this centipede was not small either. When it stood up, it was even two heads taller than the parasite possessed person's upper body. It could be said that the parasite possessed person's internal organs had been hollowed out, and now only the centipede's nest was alive.

What's the point of such immortality? When the centipede crawled out, the face of the possessor was full of pain. Rather than being immortal, it was actually close to permanent punishment. No matter whether it was the lion ape, the possessor, or even the residents of Aquatic Village and Origin Palace, the power of immortality only brought pain. Even the nobles who served the Sakura Dragon would become dragons and cough constantly.

The Western warriors finally knocked down the door and charged towards the most crowded place with their swords in hand. When the centipede came out, the other two ordinary monks still looked calm. They did not change their expressions even when the Ranbo people were hacked to death in front of them. But the Wild Souls were different. Just the sword made them jump up and down as if their butts were on fire. However, Krieg, the instigator, had already pulled himself onto the beam. Seeing the monks looking at him, Krieg waved his hand in a friendly manner.

The following scene was extremely cruel. After easily taking the lives of the monks, the battle between the Western warrior and the undead centipede began. No matter how agile the centipede was, it was useless because its parasite could not move at all. Under the gaze of the Buddha statue behind it, the centipede was hit by the big sword and exploded all over. The black shell was nothing compared to the metal, but the centipede's strong vitality prevented it from really dying. Every time the wild soul wanted to return to normal, the centipede would bounce up. The Western warrior must have been deeply impressed by this thing. Even if he turned into a wild soul, he would crush the centipede until it could not move.

You guys take your time playing. Krieg moved along the beam to the door of the main hall, with the fishing line hanging outside. He flipped over the head of the Western warrior. The wild soul who had been fighting the centipede with his head down didn't care about this at all. After Krieg went out, he thoughtfully blocked the door with stones. Before someone brought the Divine Snow or the Sakura Dragon was hurt, the confrontation between these two guys could last forever.

There is no need to go to the Palace of Origin, and there is no need to go to the place of the Transformed Child. Krieg estimates that the White Snake God needs to organize a sacrifice, or simply hurt it to lure it head-on. Let the Eagle Clan do it, and he can make preparations in advance. The next thing to do is to kill the Owl and awaken Sekiro, and the story will come to an end.

Without the help of Erwuzai Xiao, the Red Guards' invasion of the inner court would not be so unbridled. Without Wolf to kill the Ghost Justice Department, it would be difficult for the Red Guards to take down the main gate. It would be best to strangle them before the Red Guards gather to attack. Krieg estimated the terrain of Ashina. If you can guide the fat man's route and find the right opportunity to send a meteorite down, unless a new type of soldier, Onmyoji, suddenly emerges in the Red Guards, how many of them can survive depends entirely on how fast they run.

Let's leave the rest of the affairs of Xianfeng Temple to the Eagle Clan. It is foolish and inefficient to take all the tasks on oneself. Although it is a pity that Robert's father was not recruited, opening up the vestibule of Xianfeng Temple is also a bit of an achievement. Let the warrior general bring more ropes and rely on the soldiers and the Eagle Clan to push it. Let the modified long-clawed centipede live here, and then we can burn it to ashes with a fire.

Castle tower.

The Eagle Guardians were still monitoring the entire city. Krieg restored Genichirō's appearance and walked in with a swagger. At this time, Isshin could still hold on for two weeks. Although this world mission did not require him to conform to the character setting, as Isshin Ashina who watched Genichirō grow up, even if he used the excuse that becoming water would cause a drastic change in his temperament, he could not explain why his fighting style was completely different.

It's normal for Isshin and Genichirō to meet for a shorter time due to their differences in ideas. Krieg doesn't need to worry about this matter for the time being.

Similarly, they cannot meet Oniwa Keibu Masataka in person, at least the meeting cannot last too long. In fact, Oniwa Keibu is not just Genichirō's master on the battlefield. "Denryu" can be said to be similar to the meaning of a regent. Therefore, Oniwa Keibu will apologize when he is dying because he failed to help Genichirō guard the Ashina Gate. This person can definitely see the abnormality of Krieg, but the city defense still needs his help.

The tools of the Eagle Group are you!

Krieg had just returned to the castle tower and had not yet figured out how to modify the defense map of Ashina Castle when someone outside asked to see him.

"Master Genichirō," the Yoshinaka clan knelt on one knee as they entered. "The Tachibashi from the sewer has spoken. He's a member of the Lone Shadow Clan. He claims to have important intelligence. As for what Master has explained, he claims there's a traitor in Ashina, and that this person is the one who leaked all this information."

Nie Feng was alone in the sewer, and Krieg almost forgot that he had asked the warrior general to capture him. However, in front of the eagle group, he had to maintain an unfathomable appearance. "Thank you for your hard work. I will go to see him. Are you all okay?"

I don’t know whether this sentence of “thank you for your hard work” is said to the people on Jiying or to myself.

"How could Master Genichirō lower himself to meet such a person?" The eagles looked up, their eyes full of confusion. "Master Michishun is about to take him away. Master Michishun promised that the information will be dug out soon."

Krieg's face darkened, "Lead the way, now."

If you go too late, not only will you lose the intelligence, but you will also lose the people. If an elite ninja like Tachiashi makes even a small mistake in the intelligence, the consequences will be something Krieg cannot bear.

The lone shadow group is a small problem, the owl entangled with them is the big problem!

Chapter 112 The experiment was successful

Krieg rushed to the dungeon and waited for the Eagle Guards to open the door, then walked in first. He knew what Daoshun would do to force a confession, but intelligence took a lot of time to confirm. Any mature organization knew that it was foolish to expect their own people to never betray after being captured.

Generally speaking, people who know important intelligence will prepare a piece of false intelligence to be confessed after being captured. The intelligence contains only a few lies to gain the trust of the enemy. If this plan fails, the prisoner has another way to slowly spit out the intelligence and wait until the organization they belong to finds that someone is missing and then evacuates. By the time the prisoner has confessed completely, the organization will have long disappeared.

Krieg doesn't need to go through so much trouble. His advantage is that he knows the plot. He can compare the truth of the information by comparing it with the plot. The premise of this is that the Lone Shadow Group must be alive.

"Lord Genichirō," Michishun ran over enthusiastically. His face was covered with bandages, and the bottom of the bandages were covered with stains. The solidified stains even caused the bandages to droop in the wind, as if they had never been washed.

"Where are the people?" Krieg asked hurriedly. He didn't want to talk much with Frankenstein. Having seen the existence of the wild souls, Krieg even suspected that this place was full of dead people's souls. If they were visible souls like those in the Jojo world, it would be fine, but most of the souls in the Sekiro world were invisible. Krieg felt goosebumps just thinking about it.

"Master Genichirō, you're too anxious," Michishun waved his hands with a fawning look, like a lackey seeking credit. "These ninja masters are..." Krieg didn't waste any words with him and directly picked him up. "Where are they?!"

The Eagle Guardians drew their knives directly, and the Eagle Guardian who came in with Krieg put the knife to Daoshun's neck. The lackey who tasted the sweetness of the Source Water was embarrassed, and understood who were the people here. He didn't dare to say much and led Krieg directly to the depths of the black prison.

"It's in here, sir, please watch your step, it's very dirty here," Daoshun said while observing Krieg's expression. Now this guy looked righteous and awe-inspiring. If it weren't for the twisted smile under the bandage and the disdainful sneers of the Eagle Guardians, his smile would be a little more normal.

"What about the results of the Source Water?"

"Alright, of course, I've achieved results." Daoshun seemed to come alive all of a sudden, and the gloomy and terrifying aura around him suddenly became extremely vivid. "Master Genichirō, you may not know that these source waters are extremely important. I have already comprehended the secret. Now my test subjects no longer have the consequences of Akame, and they are still alive. Although the effect cannot be seen in a short time, the version I present to you is different. I am sure this is a leap forward! The secret of immortality has been solved by me." Daoshun seemed to have thought of something, paused, and immediately changed his words, "Master Genichirō, you and I solved it together. I only achieved this achievement with your help."

Krieg turned his head and looked at him with a playful look in his eyes, which was even more unpredictable under the dim torchlight. Daoshun didn't know what was going on, so he just smiled awkwardly until he couldn't laugh anymore.

Michishun walked stiffly ahead, and Krieg remained silent. Only the footsteps of several people echoed in the narrow aisle. "By the way, Master Genichirō, look, this is the finished product."

"Wine?" Krieg took the small bottle handed to him by Daoshun. There was liquid shaking inside. Krieg pulled out the cork and shook it in front of his nose. A strong smell of alcohol came from the bottle.

"Yes, it's wine," Michishun said with a boastful look on his face. He glanced at the Yoshitaka clan. These ninjas had been staring at him. They didn't expect that he had achieved results now. When Lord Genichirō can't do without my research, you will all become my experimental subjects.

Daoshun thought secretly, and his expression was seen by the silent falcon above his head.

"Why wine?" Krieg shook the bottle. The alcohol content was quite high and he could smell it even from a distance.

"Does the lord still remember Shuisheng Village?"

Krieg looked at him strangely. The game didn't mention Daoshun knowing about that village. Daoshun saw Krieg's interest and thought it was time to claim credit. "Shuisheng Village is a village downstream of Longquan. It's full of zombies. I went there a long time ago. I got the inspiration for my water transformation from there."

My Lord, do you remember that there were rumors of immortal samurai outside Hirata Manor before?

Krieg knew about this and could only nod casually, "The power of immortality comes from water, this is normal."

"Ah, my lord, remember that the power of immortality comes from water. So I discovered a problem. Why are we fine even though we are made of the same water?

The river in Shuisheng Village flows from the lower reaches of the source water. The Ashina people of the past revered this river, calling it Dragon Spring. The wine they made from this "Dragon Spring" is considered the finest aged wine. While both the residents of Shuisheng Village and Ashina consume river water, the difference is that the former drink it directly from the river, while the people here boil and process it. I'm certain that the water loses its potency after being boiled. This is an interesting phenomenon. After receiving the source water from the adults, I have been constantly experimenting with it."

What followed was a long list of incomprehensible and powerful experimental methods. Krieg didn't care about this at all. He just became more and more disgusted with Daoshun.

"Daoshun."

"What's wrong, Master Genichirō? Was my experiment perfect?" Michishun said proudly, wanting to take credit for it. "I made many finished products before you came. They're in the jars outside the dungeon."

Krieg was silent for a moment. "Didn't I tell you to wait for the monk from Xianfeng Temple? Where did you get the test subject?"

"It's those country folk," Michishun rubbed his hands. "They reproduce faster than mice. For every one we kill, two are born. Being able to contribute to the survival of Ashina is the only bright spot in their tiny lives. They must be honored."

"", Krieg's steps became unsteady, and the surrounding Eagle Guards did not react at all. It seemed that they already knew about this. Yes, how could Daoshun kidnap an adult in front of the Eagle Guards?

"Hasn't that Lone Shadow's location arrived yet?"

"That's it," Daoshun pointed to a small door not far away, "He received my warm hospitality!"

"I see," Krieg sighed, "Thank you very much for everything you've done for Ashina."

Michishun rubbed his hands excitedly. He could already imagine the reward from Lord Genichirō.

"In consideration of your merits, you will die without pain," Krieg ordered the Eagle Hosts, "Kill them."

Chapter 113 Owl's Intelligence

Just as Krieg had promised, Daoshun died without any pain. Before he even understood what was happening, his head and neck were separated while his heart was pierced. The speed at which the blade struck his body even made Krieg a little confused.

The Yoshitaka clan wiped the blades with their sleeves and sheathed their swords. It was obvious that they had wanted to do this for a long time. There were more than one person acting at the same time. Even as serious ninjas, they naturally showed expressions of relief after Michishun's death.