Everyone rushed into the Imperial Palace grounds and arrived at the plaza, where they saw a tall stone platform at its center. A figure in a black cloak stood atop it, hood concealing their head, hands raised to the sky as they chanted and cast a spell.
Hearing people approach, the person turned around. His face was covered by a mask of an ancient Japanese evil god, hideous and terrifying.
"Ha ha ha ha! You're too late. The Great Blood Swastika Curse has already been activated. You can't stop it at all."
The man looked at Peacock and said mockingly, "You're the current Koyasan Magician Monk? The magical power of this generation's Esoteric Buddhist Monks is so weak. Rikōya is truly declining more and more."
"Who exactly are you? Why do you know the Great Blood Swastika Curse?" Peacock demanded.
The cloaked man chuckled and removed his mask, revealing a young face. Upon seeing it, Peacock froze, pointed at him, and asked in shock, "You... you're Shingo Goshin! You're actually still alive?!"
"Hehehe, hahahaha."
The man laughed loudly. "What Shingo Goshin? I stopped using that name long ago. My name is Crow now."
"Of course I'm alive, because zombies don't die. I've already lived for more than five hundred years, and I'll continue living on forever, never dying."
Crow looked up at the sky and said with a smile, "The last time I activated the Great Blood Swastika Curse, I failed. This time, I'll absorb the blood essence of tens of millions of people and become the strongest zombie in this world, invincible to all."
At that moment, the black energy in the sky began churning faster and faster, while the wails of resentful souls rang out without end. Peacock looked up at the sky, his expression incomparably grave.
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