You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

On the other side, the "cousin" also took off his honest and simple disguise, picked up the hammer hidden behind the counter and walked over.

"You are a guy who looks down on women. Did you expect that you would end up falling into the hands of a woman?"

bang~

A puff of smoke dissipated, and the plainly dressed village girl turned into a fashionable and beautiful young girl with long light crimson hair.

She stretched out her hand and flipped it over. Like magic, a flat box engraved with the Bagua Yin-Yang fish pattern appeared in her hand.

It's Sheila's imperial weapon!

"The Faceless Man is right. You are indeed the kind of person who will let down your guard once you get carried away and end up getting killed."

"How dare you steal my things, you stinky bitch! I'm going to sell you to the military camp as a sow!"

"Are you still saying that? You are such a great young master... So many innocent people have been killed because of you..."

At this time, the shop owner had walked over to Sheela and raised the hammer.

“Wait! What are you doing?! Do you know who I am? My dad is the chief—Aa ...

Bang!

The hammer broke his right leg at the knee without mercy.

"Although it says you have to be alive, it should be okay to just leave your mouth. After all, it would be bad if you escaped."

“How could a noble like me be surrounded by lowly people like you in a place like this—Aa ...

Bang!

This time it's the five fingers of the left hand.

"Ah, Yami! I'll cooperate with you! Just stop it!"

Silla swallowed and said, “Gu, can we reconcile?”

"Are you kidding me at this moment?"

The shopkeeper swung the hammer again—

“Quack!!!”

"You deserve it~ scumbag!"

Volume 32: The White Moonlight of the Seireitei: Chapter : It’s Never One-on-One

According to common sense, since he possesses a spatial imperial device, is good at physical skills, and has three subordinates who are or are equivalent to imperial device users, the minister's son Sheila should be a very difficult guy.

In fact, in the original work, the "Wild Hounds" he formed replaced the villain status of "Hunter" in the middle and late stages, but Esdeath's status was too high, and no one else could overshadow her, so in the end the villain was still played by the Ice Queen.

Putting aside his character, Shira's ability is indeed abnormal. The space-type imperial weapon allows him to be fearless of anyone and come and go as he pleases!

If "Eight Rooms" is a cheap version of Impure World Reincarnation, then "Dimensional Array" can be said to be a low-profile and downsized version of Flying Thunder God.

but!

No matter how good the imperial weapon is, it depends on how the owner uses it. Sheela has a huge character flaw, or the common weakness of villains:

Death from talking too much!

Maybe it's because of his upbringing, this guy not only behaves badly, but also likes to be arrogant when he has an advantage, and his desire to show off is astonishingly strong.

In the original comics and animations, this guy always abuses others when he is in an absolute advantage, and then is killed by others with only a little health left...

This is also why his "configuration" is obviously good, but he can't live up to the style of the final BOSS - it's like a bronze player playing a king's account.

Iori didn't take this man seriously from the beginning. Even though he had a low-end Flying Thunder God, Sheila didn't have the reflexes of the Fourth Hokage. If he used a flash step attack, Iori would have more than 80% chance of winning.

However, the revolutionary army responsible for providing intelligence did not think so, because Shila was the only son of Minister Ernest, and Ernest was already extremely powerful. After the old emperor suddenly died of illness at the beginning of the year, he supported the current young emperor to ascend the throne. He was so-called holding the emperor hostage to command the princes, and now he has the power of the first person in the entire empire.

The value of Sheila has risen rapidly, and she is also a very important bargaining chip for the Revolutionary Army. They are unwilling to put all their hopes of success on Iori, or to keep Sheila in their own hands, so they sent out their own killer, Chelsea.

This girl, who is dressed up as a country girl, possesses the imperial weapon [Gaia Foundation]. Although her direct combat power is not strong, she can transform into anyone's posture and perfectly replicate their words and actions with superb acting skills.

Her assassination success rate is close to 100%, and she has always been the trump card of the Revolutionary Army.

And she lived up to everyone's expectations, successfully obtaining Sheila's Teigu and capturing the notorious villain alive.

This way, they could get more information from Sheila, and use it to threaten the ministers and release their companions in prison. It was worth their effort to set a trap for Sheila to fall into.

——Iori just watched coldly, turning a deaf ear to Sheila’s screams.

He had suggested killing Sheila directly, but the Revolutionary Army felt that living people were more valuable, and Iori needed intelligence from the Revolutionary Army, so they made concessions in this regard.

But the revolutionaries who are thinking of bargaining will probably be disappointed... because Minister Ernest will never be blackmailed because of his son!

For the minister, it was nothing more than having another child.

If Ernest was kidnapped, Sheila probably wouldn't care about her father's life or death, but would only think about how to replace him.

The revolutionary army is too naive. How can they use normal people's moral values ​​to speculate on the behavior of such beastly father and son?

In the end, the revolutionary army did not get what they wanted, so they had no choice but to kill Shila to demonstrate their justice and boost their reputation among the people. All other efforts were in vain.

But this has nothing to do with Iori anymore.

It's just a cooperation between the two parties. I'm not the revolutionary army's nanny. Just giving a reminder is already the most I can do.

Iori kicked Yanxin's head away casually, picked up the scimitar-shaped imperial weapon from the ground, weighed it casually and threw it aside.

As an imperial weapon, its power is average, and he and the revolutionary army had an agreement in advance that this time he would only give priority to taking one imperial weapon, and the rest of the spoils would belong to the revolutionary army.

"All that's left is... do you still want to continue fighting?"

Iori turned his gaze towards the last two people: the enchanting witch Cosmia and the ronin warrior Izo.

Cosmia had empty hands and seemed to have no weapons. She looked hesitantly at Yanxin's body and Shira who was being tortured.

She was born in the Western Kingdom and is not a born villain. She is not in the same league as the pirate Yanxin, the killer Izang, and the beast Xila. Her story can be summarized as one of her revenge on society after being persecuted.

Compared to her companions, Cosmia still had a little bit of "humanity" left. In addition, the current situation was overwhelmingly unfavorable, so after weighing the pros and cons, she forced a smile and said, "It seems that Lord Sheila will not survive no matter what. I don't expect to save him, but if my imperial weapon is released in such a narrow space, it will be a lose-lose situation... You can't escape unscathed."

"Want to negotiate terms?"

The two cloaked men and Iori were holding the position from both sides. One of them took off his disguise, revealing a pretty and heroic face. It was Nadezhda.

If nothing unexpected happens, the other person should be Akame.

"We can negotiate, but you need to put down your imperial weapon and come back with us to the Revolutionary Army headquarters for investigation."

"Don't joke, miss~"

Cosmia took a deep breath, her expression unchanged: "Even if I am willing, Mr. Izo will not agree... Unlike me, he has experienced many battles and killed countless people."

"Hmph!" Yi Zang smiled complacently. Although he was in a desperate situation, he seemed to be full of confidence in himself and did not show any panic at all.

But this is understandable, because he is not like Xila who does evil to indulge in desires, but is purely bloodthirsty. In order to sacrifice the famous sword "Jiang Xue" in his hand, he thirsts for the blood of all lives.

No matter whether it is an old man, a child, a man or a woman, for this knife, it makes no difference whether they are good or evil, and all of them can satisfy its hunger and thirst.

Izang, who regarded the sword as his soul, had committed countless sins for the sake of blood sacrifice, and his mind had long been distorted... Naturally, he would not be shocked by the scene before him.

Just as everyone focused their attention on Izo's right hand holding the hilt of the knife, Cosmia suddenly opened her bra and pulled out a long-pole imperial weapon with a spherical end from her moderately sized but deep and narrow valley - a microphone!

"Ah~!!!"

The strange sound was amplified by the imperial weapon and turned into an invisible ultrasonic wave with amazing penetrating power. The atmosphere was wrinkled like the surface of water being blown away. Tables and chairs were blown away and shattered in an instant. A tornado like a blade attacked Iori!

There are only enemies in this direction, and Cosmia's companions will not be implicated, and there is no room to dodge in this small room!

No matter how good your skills are, what can you do when facing a large range of invisible sound waves?

"Round gate fan!"

Iori briefly summoned the thirty-nineth binding technique, and the condensed spiritual pressure instantly formed a circular protective shield in front of him that blocked out everything.

boom!

The ultrasound was like encountering a thick city wall, or like a flood blocked by a levee. Not only did it fail to blow Iori away, but it was blown back with wood and iron chips!

Cosmia had never expected that her moves would be resolved like this. She didn't have time to dodge or defend. She was hit head-on and flew out like a broken doll. Countless sawdust swept across her beautiful body, causing the bright red blood to spread wantonly on her fair skin.

Bang!

The witch singer hit the wall and lost consciousness immediately, and the others who were blown by the aftermath had to dodge and retreat.

Among them, Nadezhda sat behind a beam, lowered her center of gravity, and used a metal prosthesis to cover her head.

But Akame used her sword to cut through the strong wind.

"bring it on!"

The black-haired ronin warrior attacked Hei Tong under the push of the strong wind, and the famous sword "Jiang Xue" burst into a flash of brilliance the moment it was unsheathed.

Clang!

The collision between the demon sword and the famous sword sparked brilliant sparks. Musashi's long sword was not an imperial weapon, but its material seemed to be very special. Even if it collided head-on with Murasame, it was not damaged at all.

Feeling the murderous intent coming towards him, Chi Tong couldn't help but be awed:

Not to mention the level of his skills, the murderous aura of the man in front of her was even greater than hers!

This is not something that can be accumulated through practice alone. The number of lives Yi Zang has taken is probably several times more than hers!

Clang, Clang, Clang!

The blades clashed continuously at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. The agile Akado kept changing his body shape and continuously launched attacks from all directions. However, Izang was not at a disadvantage. His superb sword skills allowed him to steadily take on every attack of Akado and even counterattack, thus gaining the upper hand.

"it is good!"

Izou became excited and opened his eyes wide, with no whites in them and almost completely black.

"Just from these few exchanges, I can tell that you are also a first-rate swordsman. If I want to make a successful blood sacrifice of my sword 'Jiang Xue', the life I need most is the life of someone like you!

Let me see your true ability, let's have a swordsman fight to the death!"

"..."

Akame remained silent and only responded with fierce slashes. In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged seven or eight moves. There were many dangerous situations in the process. Both sides were literally dancing on the edge of a knife and could lose their lives if they were not careful.

Just when the murderous devil Yi Zang was becoming more and more excited and selfless, Chi Tong suddenly moved, and unnaturally took half a step to the side, actually revealing a flaw!

Although Yi Zang was confused, his body had already taken action and went straight to take Akame's head.

At this moment, a biting chill came from the blind spot of his vision.

It's Iori!

Akame diverted Izo's attention, and he suddenly attacked from the rear in a coordinated manner!

The two men's movements were different but their auras were similar, just like a long-dormant poisonous snake that suddenly stretched out its deadly fangs!

Clang!

laugh!

Almost at the same time, there were crisp collision sounds and blood splattering sounds. Iori cut open half of Izo's waist and abdomen from behind. His hot internal organs rolled out and were exposed in the cold weather, with wisps of hot air rising...

Pfft!

The killer fell to the ground helplessly, still tightly grasping the long knife, but his eyes gradually turned back into those of a normal person.

"I, uh... cough..."

"You seem to be mistaken. I am just a killer, not a swordsman."

Akame glanced at Iori, who had just cooperated with him in a tacit way and had a very similar attack method, suppressed the doubts in his heart, looked down at Izo and said: "This battle was never a one-on-one."

Volume 33: The White Moonlight of the Entire Soul Society: Chapter : Akame, my love for you is not in vain!

"Well……"

Yi Zang didn't hear clearly what Chi Tong said. At the moment when his life came to an end, not only did his eyes become clear, but a trance as if he had just woken up from a dream appeared on his face.

All kinds of memories of the past came to his mind, and he suddenly realized that he had achieved nothing in his life and left nothing behind. The "Jiang Xue" who was willing to become a murderer to be sacrificed was still just an ordinary piece of iron in the end.

Of course, this doesn't mean that he has repented, he just regrets not being able to complete the blood sacrifice of his beloved sword.

"Jiang, Jiang Xue will be left to..."

"Interesting. It's obviously not an imperial weapon, but it fought against Murasame so many times without any obvious damage. Is the material of it the same grade?"

Iori leaned over and picked up Jiang Xue, who had killed countless people. The dying Izo was unable to put up any resistance. His weak hands could not hold back anything, and he suddenly felt as empty as if he was falling...

For no reason, he, who no longer cared about life or death, suddenly developed a fear of death.