A flash of white light, followed by a deafening boom.
Sylla's corpse exploded outright, taking the Four Rakshasa Ghosts with it.
When the explosion ended, the scene was a complete mess.
Charred chunks of Sylla and the Four Rakshasa Ghosts had been blasted everywhere.
The minister and the emperor seemed to have prepared some form of defense. Though they were affected, they were not seriously injured.
"Well, Minister, are you satisfied with my gift?"
Kurotama looked at the minister with a smile and spoke.
"..."
The minister did not answer. Instead, he withdrew his venomous gaze.
Come Out, Super Dangerous Species!
"Not satisfied? How boring."
Seeing that the minister's expression differed from what she had expected, Kurotama seemed a little disappointed.
She had specially prepared this firecracker for the minister. Letting his son blow up right in front of him alongside his guards and bodyguards—what a wonderful sight that was!
As for Sylla's corpse?
Kurotama had turned Sylla's corpse into a corpse puppet precisely for this moment. Now that he had fulfilled his purpose, there was naturally no need to keep him. It just so happened that a spot had opened up for a stronger corpse puppet.
"Forget it! Let's kill those guards first!"
Kurotama's gaze swept over the guards protecting the emperor. Unlike the soldiers outside, every one of these guards was extremely powerful.
But... that was only relative to everyone else.
Under Kurotama's control, the five killing machines struck at once. The minister and emperor only saw a blur before every guard died right in front of them. It had taken less than a breath.
"Now then, it's your turn!"
Kurotama put away Yatsufusa and drew her holy relic katana. At the same time, Akame drew her Void Blade.
"Surrender peacefully, and you might live a few