Chapter 442
However, Tatsumi did not refute, but chose to accept it with a smile, but his heart still responded to his answer on his behalf.
When the dragon boat docked.
Brand put on the evil ghost again, then turned on the invisibility and took Tatsumi to leave the dock quietly.
He rushed directly to the base of the night attack.
When the two returned to the base, they saw that Akame and the others had already returned, and Najeshitan also held a meeting as usual.
Tatsumi also took the opportunity to tell everyone present about his experience.
But after hearing this, Najeshitan said with a heavy expression, "Uchiha Madara, a madman who wants to destroy the world? And if nothing unexpected happens, he is also likely to be the holder of a divine tool...
And he also has that strange ability. The danger of the opponent may be higher than Esdeath!
Our situation is not optimistic now."
Leone on the side crossed his arms and asked hurriedly, "Then boss, what should we do next? Continue to carry out the assassination mission?"
In response, Rab on the side raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively, "We are at a disadvantage now, why don't we try to find the remaining divine tools to increase Tatsumi's strength?"
For the words of everyone.
Najeshitan, the boss, refused with a serious expression, "Keep still for now, I will go to the resistance headquarters to try to seek support later.
By the way, report this matter, after all, what Uchiha Madara wants to do is too involved."
After saying that, after a few simple explanations, he turned around and left, got on the special dangerous sky ray, flew into the clouds and left the base.
…
At the same time.
In the Imperial Cemetery.
Esdeath held three bouquets of white flowers and placed them in front of three connected cross tombstones, and in these three tombstones, it was the three dead Liva.
But Esdeath stood in front of the tombstones of the three people, but did not show a sad look, but spoke with a somewhat indifferent expression.
"Liva, Niu, Daidala, you lost because you are too fragile, the law of the jungle, common sense... you are a bunch of helpless damn subordinates..."
Just when he said this, he was inevitably touched.
"But since there is nothing to be done, let me avenge you!"
But at this moment.
Ajuromaru in the knife smiled and teased, "I didn't expect you to be so gentle."
Hearing this, Esdeath asked with some surprise, "Really? I just want to avenge them."
After saying that.
He took out the blood-stained cloth from his pocket, on which the word "divine tool" was written, plus the actions during this period.
Not surprisingly.
The people who killed Liva and others must have been the night raiders!
And this also means that someone in the night raid mastered the divine tool!
At this moment, Esdeath felt not only sadness but also joy in his heart, and immediately turned around and walked out of the cemetery.
He even said in his heart.
"But since there is a divine tool in the night raid, I will naturally take it away after my revenge! But before that.
Let's go meet those new imperial tool users first. I heard that they are all a group of cunning guys. Let's play with them for a while."
Ajuromaru watched all this calmly in the sword, but at the same time he also sensed the blade he had released earlier.
He finally reacted.
Ajuromaru looked through the blade.
In a remote corner of a town, a middle-aged man with ragged clothes and untidy beard was chased and beaten by several strong men until he collapsed on the ground.
The middle-aged man was still weakly begging for mercy, "Don't... don't hit me, I will pay back... please give me a few more days..."
But the bald strong man who was the leader took out a short knife and went forward directly, ignoring the screams of the middle-aged man.
The little finger on his right hand was cut off, and blood immediately flowed out.
The little finger was thrown aside by the other party. After doing all this, the bald man spoke.
"This finger is considered as today's interest. If you can't pay the debt, I will sell all your wife and daughter!"
But one of the younger brothers on the side laughed obscenely, "Before selling it, let the brothers have fun first. I have been envious for a long time."
The others also agreed.
"That's right, boss."
"Let's use it to relax first!"
...
Perhaps he couldn't stand the soft and hard persuasion, so the bald man smiled evilly and said, "Forget it, you have worked hard during this period, just treat it asIt's for you to relax!
But I have to come first!"
"That's a must, but after the boss is done, the younger one must take over!"
"Why..."
Listening to the words of these people, the ragged middle-aged man felt that it was the devil's humming. He just wanted to borrow money.
Just to save his mother.
But not only did he not save her, he borrowed three taels of silver from these guys, but he had to pay back thirty taels in just one month!
These guys also colluded with local officials and covered the sky with one hand. He really couldn't do anything... and now even his wife and daughter were insulted by these guys...
At this moment, his heart was desperate. He didn't understand why this world It would be like this, what on earth did he do wrong...
God wants him to experience this!
In despair.
His already swollen eyes saw a blade that was silent in the darkness in the dark corner.
And he could only see the general outline.
But this was enough!
Almost without any hesitation, he used all his strength to crawl towards the sharp blade in the darkness.
This also brought the ridicule of the people not far away, "When this guy crawls, he looks like a bug."
"It's really funny to watch."
"By the way, why don't we take him with us, let him watch us play with his wife and daughter with his own eyes, just thinking about it is very cool! "
...
Under the stimulation of these heart-piercing words, the middle-aged man finally grasped the blade hidden in the darkness.
And his consciousness was also pulled into the illusion, but before Ajuromaru could do anything, he had already chosen to sink!
Outside world.
The middle-aged man slowly stood up from the cold ground with a knife, but he was no longer himself.
Behind him, the bald strong man in the lead sneered, "You want to resist with a broken knife you picked up casually? Third brother, go and grab him for me!"
After the words fell, the strong man on the side walked straight over with bare hands, raised his hand and wanted to knock down the middle-aged man with his back to him.
"Still want to resist, get down for me! "
Just as the fist attacked, the middle-aged man opened his eyes, but the lifeless eyes were now covered with light purple lines.
The corners of his slightly opened mouth showed a pair of sharp fangs, and a ghost horn grew on his forehead. The whole man had completely turned into a ghost!
There was almost no hesitation.
He turned around and chopped off the attacking fist and forearm.
The speed was so fast that the people present could not even react until the arm was broken and blood was sprayed, and the piercing pain came.
The strong man then made a pig-killing sound. Like a scream.
"Ahhhhhh... my hand... you dare..."
But before he finished speaking.
His head had already separated from his body, and fell directly in front of the people behind him, rolling on the ground for a few rounds.
Finally, he faced the people, and there was still fear on his face. Seeing this scene, the bald man's expression also changed.
This was really beyond his expectations.
The figure in the darkness not far away slowly raised the knife, and his voice seemed to be cold and without any emotion.
"It's not me who is wrong, but this world!"