I became the Lord of the Eternal World in Tokyo.

"My lord, there is no need to worry. There are many crows. Although they look terrifying, they are not harmful to people."

harm?

A few scattered, half-dead birds certainly pose no threat.

Uesugi Tetsuya, who had just finished reviewing the materials not long ago, sneered inwardly.

However, these "half-dead birds" are scouts among the sick and suffering relatives. Although they may only number half a star at most, their numbers are extremely large, ensuring the rapid transmission of information among the sick and suffering relatives.

In certain exceptional cases, it can also act as a mobile pathogen.

It's estimated that within a few minutes, news of their contact with the Old Man of Karma will reach the other intelligent, suffering relatives in Yoshida Castle.

In this way...

What Ye Bingweng (the old man with the disease) probably wanted to do was to lure them into a fixed trap and then surround and kill them.

It's possible.

Just as Uesugi Tetsu was about to use this opportunity to extract information, the old man with the illness spoke up and told them about the other sick and suffering relatives.

For example, there are miasma demons, rotten leeches, "heat leeches" that cause wounds to fester and fester, "stun-eating worms" that can devour a person's memories and induce hallucinations, and so on...

Not only that, the old man with the disease even took out several different pills and ointments from his medicine box and explained to them that these were for treating xx disease.

It even goes so far as to explain in detail what materials it is made of.

Uesugi Tetsu looked at the old man, who was working so hard that he was practically a salesman, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This old man with the illness went to great lengths to gain their trust.

Despite this, Uesugi Tetsu diligently wrote all of these things down.

Although the Special Affairs Bureau has a cure as a backup, it's always good to have a backup plan.

After the old man's meticulous "sales pitch," Uesugi Tetsuya had already put on an expression of "extreme admiration and unwavering trust."

"Old man's medical skills are truly admirable..."

The old man with the disease shook his head and waved his hand, saying, "Not at all, it's just some experience gained through repeated trials and experiments, nothing special."

After a pause, Uesugi Tetsuya clasped his hands in a fist and asked,

"Then, in your opinion, sir, how should we sneak into the city without disturbing the crows?"

In that instant, he could clearly see that Yebing Weng was stunned for a moment, then stroked his beard, frowned, and fell into silent contemplation.

—You've finally waited for this, haven't you?

Uesugi Tetsu chuckled inwardly.

After a long silence, the old man with the chronic illness spoke solemnly: "If you two trust me, then wait until the time when dawn and dusk are about to break, and enter the city from the shadows in the east."

Uesugi Tetsu asked in confusion, "Why is that?"

"As I said, we will do this if we trust you... If you don't trust us, then we can enter the city according to your own ideas."

The old man with the illness avoided answering and instead simply repeated what he had said above.

OK, here comes the classic pyramid scheme scam rhetoric.

While inwardly sneering, Uesugi Tetsuya caught two key words: "evening" and "east".

In other words, going to the west of Yoshida Castle now will maximize the distance between the old man suffering from illness and his other sick relatives.

Perhaps taking direct action here would be an option...

But given that the old man with the chronic illness had stayed in the woods for so long, it's hard to say that he hadn't left any contingency plans there, considering his cautious nature.

There's no need to fight on the opponent's home turf.

Having made his decision, Uesugi Tetsu bowed again and said, "Then I will rely on you greatly from now on, sir."

The old man, who was suffering from illness, smiled broadly: "No, I should thank you both for saving this old man. This little favor is nothing."

Next, Uesugi Tetsu mounted his horse and led the old man of ill health slowly westward toward Yoshida Castle.

About half an hour later.

Finally, the old man with the illness couldn't hold back any longer and pretended to be puzzled, saying, "Sir, you seem to have come to the wrong place. This is the western part of Yoshida Castle."

"Huh? Is that so?"

Uesugi Tetsu scratched his head, rubbing his fingertips as he asked Imagawa Yoshimoto, "Lord Yoshimoto, is this the west?"

Imagawa Yoshimoto nodded silently, and placed his hand on the hilt of the katana where the old man could not see.

"Sorry sorry."

Uesugi Tetsu smiled sheepishly at the old man suffering from illness, then dismounted and said, "Old man, look at my sense of direction... It's alright, I'll be there in a bit."

He suggested, "But the area around us doesn't seem very open, making it less likely for the crows to spot us. How about we rest for a while and have lunch?"

The thin layer of protective energy, carried by the gentle breeze, swept away all the "seeds" from the horse's body.

Uesugi Tetsu had somehow appeared behind the old man suffering from karmic illness, gently placing his hand on the man's thin shoulder, and grinning happily.

"Is this a good idea... Lord Yebing?"

Crackling!

Boom!

As the words fell, blue-green arcs of electricity and incomparably scorching hot energy burst forth from Uesugi Tetsuya's palm.

In an instant, it enveloped the old man's small body and medicine box like a torrent!

In the blink of an eye, the white-browed, white-bearded old man turned into a pile of charred remains on the ground.

To be precise, it turned into several pieces of charred paper, and you can still vaguely see from the outline that it was originally a paper figure.

The paper figure fell to the ground and turned into a large piece of charred, rotting flesh.

Uesugi Tetsu calmly withdrew his hand and looked behind the withered tree beside him.

"I knew it wasn't that simple."

"This old woman... has actually had her identity exposed..."

Behind the dead tree, a hunchbacked old man wearing a rotten robe emerged. He raised his aged face, which was covered with festering pimple marks, revealing his cloudy, lifeless eyes.

The solid wooden medicine box behind him, which had originally contained many "antidotes," was now dark black and rotten, with pus and blood constantly oozing from its cracks.

Yet, on such a face, there was always a compassionate smile.

The ailing old man asked in a hoarse voice, puzzled, "When was it?"

Uesugi Tetsu ordered the three komainu to protect Imagawa Yoshimoto, and calmly drew the blade from Kaga Kiyomitsu, whose face was covered in pale skin: "From the very first moment, from the very first time I saw you."

He shook his head, pinched his nose, and gestured.

“You scourges of disease stink to high heaven.”

"So it's the taste, I understand now."

The old man with the chronic illness nodded stiffly, then grinned exaggeratedly: "Well, although it's not the right time, children... you have no choice but to come out."

"Come and offer your departed life for the great, ailing Your Majesty!"

Squeak!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Within Uesugi Tetsu's sensory range, a large group of rotting rats, each as big as an adult's forearm, gradually emerged from the nooks and crannies.

Immediately afterwards, three demons, shrouded in mist and emitting hoarse coughs, suddenly appeared.

Uesugi Tetsuya's eyes were filled with a dense barrage of notifications.

——【Sick and Suffering Family Members, Sick Rats (Half Star)】

——【Sick and Suffering Family Members - Coughing Ghost (Two Stars)】

Strange, where did these relatives come from?

Uesugi Tetsu didn't think much of it, he just shouted loudly,

"Lord Whale Three!"

"Don't yell."

On horseback, the miniature pig uttered a mature voice completely out of proportion to its size. Then it landed lightly and swelled to the size of a small mountain in just a few breaths.

The two ponies neighed in alarm and started spinning in circles.

The Mountain Whale King lowered its head slightly, and a rainbow-like column of air shot out from its mouth and nostrils.

"Lord Imagawa, come up here."

"Thank you."

Imagawa Yoshimoto nodded to it, and lightly touched the saddle with his toes to land on it.

"These sick rats and coughing demons are left to you and your komainu to deal with, Lord Whale III."

Uesugi Tetsuya paused, worried that the Mountain Whale King might not put in the effort.

So he asked with some hesitation, "Lord Whale Three, you should be able to defeat them, right?"

The Mountain Whale King raised its eyes disdainfully and sneered.

"A bunch of small fry. I don't even know how many rats I stepped on when I was ten years old."

"That's good."

Uesugi Tetsu retracted his attention and, after the paleness dripped down to his feet like a column of water, spoke: "Your opponent is me, Lord Kyōbō."

But the old man with the illness stared intently at the Mountain Whale King: "Demon King...why are you helping humans?"

As he spoke, the old man with the affliction of karma revealed an ugly smile.

"Why doesn't Your Majesty, Demon King, seek refuge with His Ailing Lord? Not only..."

Before he could finish speaking, Kaga Kiyomitsu, like a meteor falling in broad daylight, suddenly pierced through the heart of the old man suffering from illness!

The next moment, the dense electric sphere compressed on the blade exploded!

A massive amount of smoke and dust suddenly rose from the ground, only to be completely dispersed by the howling wind.

Uesugi Tetsu shifted his gaze from the large, charred, and rotting flesh on the ground, then looked up again: "Being distracted during a battle is not a good habit."

The Mountain Whale King also stomped on a large group of diseased rats, turning them into mincemeat, and let out a disdainful sneer.

"Illness is nothing compared to a mountain whale by the roadside; it's not even as bad as a brick that Master Tiangong stepped on!"

Amidst the dark smoke, the old man carrying a medicine box emerged once more.

He roared hoarsely, "You will pay the price for insulting His Majesty!"

From the rotting medicine chest, yellowish-green poisonous mist spewed out continuously, like steam compressed to its limit. It surged in wildly, as if it had eyes.

Black tentacles, twisting and turning, wrapped in mucus carrying hundreds of disease factors, also emerged from the soil.

In an instant, it transformed into hundreds and thousands of strands, surrounding Uesugi Tetsuya from all directions at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

Not only that.

The old man, afflicted with illness, stared intently at Uesugi Tetsuya, opened his rotting mouth, and began to sing an ancient, hoarse ballad.

But this ballad doesn't sound like a song at all; instead, it sounds like the accumulated wails of countless patients suffering from illness.

Not far away, Imagawa Yoshimoto's face was deathly pale as he gripped the hilt of the Soza Samonji sword at his waist tightly.

The Mountain Whale King bared its teeth and roared, raising its massive hoof to crush another coughing ghost to death.

Only Uesugi Tetsu remained completely unaffected, assuming a three-stage thrust stance and tilting his head slightly.

"That's it?"

In that brief moment, the black tentacles, which could injure anyone who touched them and kill anyone who rubbed them, surged toward Uesugi Tetsuya.

Uesugi Tetsuya remained motionless, only abruptly expanding the circulation of the arc-shaped energy on his body, crushing all the tentacles into dust.

The sky, which had been completely black, suddenly became clear.

Only the slow-moving yellow-green poisonous fog spread out.

But the next moment, Uesugi Tetsuya, who had already assumed a fighting stance, moved amidst the delighted clang of Kaga Kiyomitsu's sword.