call!
A cold wind swept by, and Jogo and the others stared in disbelief at the dead Igarashi Amaha in front of them, their minds momentarily blank.
"What the heck..."
The Jogo's single eye gleamed, and it unconsciously murmured aloud.
Aoki frowned, and finally, his gaze focused on the blade. "This Cursed Tool... is it like this..."
He seemed to sense something and quickly turned to Jogo, saying, "Although my guess is rather absurd, it's still best not to be careless. Jogo, go and destroy that Cursed Tool, and while you're at it, burn Igarashi Amaha to ashes. That will put your mind at ease."
"Ah, um." The Jogo was taken aback, but didn't say anything, and leaped into the deep pit.
Looking at Igarashi Amaha, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, he slowly reached out a hand, grabbed Inverted Spear, and pulled him out.
Pfft!!
Blood gushed out, and the process went surprisingly smoothly.
" Igarashi Amaha, you were a formidable opponent. Unfortunately, this ends here. Farewell." Jogo glanced at the mangled corpse of Igarashi Amaha with a complex expression, sighed, and prepared to make his move.
boom!!
The Jogo's palm burst into flames and pressed down on Igarashi Amaha's blood-stained face.
Click!
Suddenly, something cold pressed against the back of his head, followed by a childish voice.
"Don't move, Cursed Spirit Bro."
The Jogo froze, but just as he was about to turn around to react, a heavy force suddenly pressed down on him.
boom!!
The Jogo clock suddenly sank, instantly crushing the surrounding pebbles. Under the immense pressure, he struggled to turn his head and make out the several figures that had suddenly appeared.
"Hey, stay away from our boss, or I might just punch a hole in your ass."
A burly man wearing Tuzi mask spoke softly beside him, while above him, a man wearing a dragon mask pressed down with one finger in his direction.
Clearly, the gravity was his doing, and the icy sensation came from the man in the tiger-beast mask behind him, who was holding a giant sniper rifle, ready to pull the trigger at any moment.
The atmosphere grew tense, and gravity continued to rise.
"I'm telling you, those brats don't really think they can bully me..."
Before he could finish speaking, a large hand reached out without warning, grabbed his face, and slammed him against the wall behind him.
boom!!!
Smoke and dust billowed up. Inside the wall, which had been smashed open with a large hole, Jogo blinked in bewilderment. Everything had happened so fast; he hadn't even finished speaking before he was attacked. What was going on?
Clang! Clang!
"You beast, didn't you hear me tell you to stay away from the king?"
A figure wearing a pig's head shook his hand and said in a muffled voice.
He was bulky and looked clumsy, but the intense killing intent emanating from him constantly reminded his enemies that he was dangerous!
What's even more eye-catching is the large ringed sword he carries on his back; as he moves, the nine iron rings on the back of the sword occasionally make a crisp sound.
"Hey, Brother Pig, you're here too!" Hu Xiaozi ran over and fiddled with the iron ring on the back of the knife, laughing.
"They've all been killed over there. Come over here and see what happened to the boss." Jiezhu asked, glancing at Igarashi Amaha lying on the ground. He didn't seem to care much about the wounds on the man's body or his stopped breathing, as if they were just chatting casually.
Hu Xiaozi shrugged. "I'm getting old, I'm tired, I just fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow."
"Oh, I wish I had your sleep quality. I had insomnia last night."
"I didn't sleep much either. Niu Dazhuang. I'm never sleeping with him again."
" Niu Dazhuang? The Niulang, huh?"
"Yes, don't you think this name suits him very well?"
"You've given him another nickname; be careful he gets angry if he finds out."
"Oh well, I can just buy him a set of cosmetics. He's easy to please."
The Jogo slowly emerged from the pit, and the two people chatting nonchalantly in the distance grew annoyed.
It's one thing for Igarashi Amaha not to take themselves seriously, but his strength speaks for itself. Who do you two think you are?
"You brat, this isn't a place for role-playing!"
Just as he was about to lash out, suddenly, something unusual happened at the location where Igarashi Amaha was.
Wow!!
A large amount of liquid, as black as ink, appeared out of thin air, slowly lifting and enveloping Igarashi Amaha. In just a few breaths, it had completely enveloped him, making him appear as if he were a giant egg, quietly suspended in the air, which was extremely eerie.
"What's going on? Is Big Brother about to evolve?" Hu Xiaozi looked completely bewildered.
The Shoulong above gently touched the surface of the eggshell and found nothing unusual. Remembering what Igarashi Amaha had told him and the Shuguan before, he put aside his worries and said to the three Hu Xiaozi, "Ignore them and get rid of these Cursed Spirit first; they're getting in the way."
"Yosh!" Hu Xiaozi clashed his Cursed Armor together, his eyes gleaming with fighting spirit as he looked at the group of Cursed Spirit in front of him.
Across from him, Aoki's right eyelid twitched as he watched Igarashi Amaha transform into an egg. He immediately made a decision, "Smash that thing!"
"One gram!"
The atmosphere on the battlefield was like a powder keg that had been lit and exploded with a bang!
"My heart is inherently good, surrender!" Jiezhu gripped his ring knife tightly, and the moment his words fell, a strange sense of dread rose from the depths of Jogo and the others!
Clang!
The iron rings collided.
The black, malevolent aura surged into the sky like a raging, monstrous demonic flame.
Within the pillar of fire, wisps of dark, Cursed Energy surged from his body, enveloping him. The mask melted away in an instant, and the Cursed Energy intertwined with his skin, gradually forming a bizarre demonic cloak!
Sizzle--!
He grinned fiercely, a wisp of white smoke drifting from his mouth. His eerie eyes were fixed on Aoki and the others in front of him, his cold gaze devoid of any emotion.
Hu Xiaozi grinned from the side. "Hey, Brother Xingshan has arrived!"
Do one good deed every day.
Whoosh!
With a swift movement, Jiezhu appeared before Jogo like a ghost, wielding his ring-blade and slashing down with a sinister grin.
"Hmph, you're underestimating me far too much!"
He stretched out one palm, and warmth gathered in his palm.
Swish!!
A flash of white light, and his flames and arm instantly split in two. Before he could recover, another blade slashed down from below, aiming straight for his head!
boom!!!
Before the blade could even touch him, a large swathe of vines burst forth from the ground, flinging the Jiezhu away.
" The Jogo, this human has become a different person, stop playing with it."
Hanami landed beside the Jogo and said.
"This group must be Igarashi Amaha's private faction."
"That should be it. Quickly kill them all and destroy that egg."
"Ah!"