Douluo: I am an extraterrestrial demon

Chapter 312 "Death is Coming"

"Dad, don't say that." Yuan Zhisheng hastily retorted: "Your health is still good, and the Sheqi Bajia needs your leadership."

He is not those princes who long for power in ancient times, and he never wants to inherit the Sheqi Bajia, and he doesn't want to bear this burden.

His dream is actually very simple. Go to France to find a friend, go to the nude beach to sell sunscreen in summer, close the store in winter, and receive government relief.

It's just that I have been dragged by something called responsibility, just like the last tortoise on Napinta Island, and I can't get rid of it.

Tachibana Masamune forced a gratified smile,

"Children, go down first, I want to be alone for a while."

Yuan Zhisheng was a little worried, and remained silent for a while.

"Papa, take care."

He withdrew the other members of Sheqi Bajia.

Tachibana Masamune was the only one left in the hall.

Quiet for a moment.

"Damn things!"

A deep and gloomy voice sounded, Tachibana Masamune lifted off the mask of hypocrisy, revealing a gloomy expression completely different from before.

If the members of the Bajia of Sheqi saw the hidden side of their beloved master, they would not know what they would think.

Tachibana Masamune had to admit that he regretted it. The level of protection against Erika was still not high enough. If he had known earlier, he should have broken her limbs and kept her in the basement, as a thoughtless dragon's blood container.

"Don't let me find you."

His face was completely distorted, and his eyes were full of malice, like a ghost crawling up from the ground.

"I must... cough cough."

"Cough cough! Cough! Cough cough!!!"

A gust of cold wind poured into his nasal cavity and mouth while he was opening his mouth. A piercing chill spread over his throat, which seemed to contain frost. He only felt himself being choked by the cold wind, and he coughed violently. It's so big that I want to cough up my intestines.

"My lord." A few guards outside were alarmed by the loud coughing, and rushed in quickly.

"No, cough, cough, I'm fine, get out!"

After a while, Tachibana Masamune regained his composure, and yelled at the guards to retreat again.

Oh!

At this time, the gorgeous chandelier above the head let out a mournful sound, as if it had reached the end of its life, it suddenly fell down and smashed straight towards Tachibana Masamune's head.

Tachibana Masamune, who was weak after coughing just now, couldn't react in time, his eyes widened, and he barely avoided his head to avoid being opened.

Bang!
There was a sound of collision, his body was hit by a heavy chandelier, the floor was creaking and weeping, and there was a burst of blood in his chest, which made the corner of his mouth overflow with blood.

The sound startled the people outside again.

"My lord, my lord, are you all right?"

Tachibana Masamune clenched his fists, secretly cursing these guards for their lack of vision, I'm already like this, does he seem to be all right?

These people will be replaced tomorrow.

Several guards were terrified by Tachibana Masamune's gloomy eyes, and they hurried forward, some moved the chandelier that was pressing on the body of Master Jingui, and another went to help Master.

One of the guards was holding the leg of the chandelier, and was about to force it upwards, when suddenly his foot slipped, and he couldn't control himself and fell heavily.

With a face full of horror, he waved his hands wildly, and uncontrollably smashed his head towards Tachibana Masamune's crotch.

boom!
Strong and weak collide,

Egg beaten.

Tachibana Masamune's eyes were bloodshot, and his five sense organs were crowded together at this moment.

Even if he is old and no longer useful, but there is still a weakness there!
This can be called a crit!
The buzzing guard tried to stand up, but the other side of the chandelier was lifted by two guards. The force was uneven, and he pressed his head back again. .

"Well!!!"

Tachibana Masamune was too painful to speak.

It wasn't over yet, the arc from the shattered chandelier slid down on Tachibana Masamune's kimono, splashed sparks, and then burned.

Soon, a smell of grilled sausages came to the face accompanied by sharp and piercing pain.

"My lord, my lord!"

Tachibana Masamune heard the terrified voices of the guards, as well as their constant beating movements to put out the fire.

The flame happened to burn on the sore spot where he was seriously injured just now, and now he was slapped by those guards, he was really in pain and couldn't tell.

Click!

Just at this moment, the sound of wooden boards rubbing against each other sounded, and the house that had not collapsed after a hundred years of wind and frost suddenly became fragile, after the rumbling sound.

In the gaping mouths of several guards, the wooden building was crooked, and it was about to press towards Tachibana Masamune and several guards.

Tachibana Masamune's eyes were so wide that they almost protruded, he put his hands on the ground and wanted to escape from here, and several guards were even more eager to take the master away.

However, perhaps because they were too impatient, several guards slipped one after another and bumped into Ju Zhengzong's body head-on, making Ju Zhengzong even more unable to move in pain, and could only look angrily and horrified at the pressing man. roof.

Boom, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the surroundings calmed down a little.

"Damn!"

A hand full of wounds was seen protruding from a pile of wooden blocks, Tachibana Masamune struggled to push away the wooden blocks pressing on his body, and poked his head out.

After all, he was a mixed race, and his vitality was far stronger than that of ordinary people. Even though he suffered heavy injuries one after another, he still saved his life.

But he still felt extremely aggrieved, what happened today, his luck was so bad.

Whoa!
"Mom, look, there are shooting stars!" A child who was walking in a square park in Tokyo suddenly pointed to the sky excitedly.

I saw a meteor slide down from the horizon, drawing a beautiful arc in the sky.

"Baby, make a wish quickly, shooting stars represent good luck." Said the mother who was holding the child's hand.

Many people made wishes one after another when they saw this shooting star.

Only Tachibana Masamune, who was sitting on the ruins, gradually became frightened, because he thought of the bad luck before.

No way!
Not so much!

His body trembled, his expression extremely terrified.

Unsurprisingly, the meteor slammed straight towards him, and the huge air current made his skin twitch.

"Fuck!"

He uttered the last foul language in his life.

A huge shock came, and the whole of Tokyo felt a slight tremor.

In situ, only a huge pit and a meteorite the size of a head were left.

There is also an old head that for some reason escaped the catastrophe by chance, and rolled down into the pothole as if it was dead. I don't know if it was lucky or not, but there was no bones left.

……

"Hey, Tachibana Masamune is actually dead?"

Shang An felt a slight change in the "script" he expected.

With a slight movement of his mind, he knew the cause and effect.

It turned out that Tachibana Masamune had evil thoughts towards Erika, that's why he was plagued by bad luck, and his business collapsed halfway through.

Long ago, Eliyi, like Su Xiaoqiang, was set up as the daughter of destiny by him, with unparalleled luck, and the halo of the protagonist is like a cheater, whoever opposes them, even as long as they have evil thoughts towards them , it will become full of bad luck, people hate ghosts, and show a real version of death.

This Tachibana Masamune did not die unjustly, at least he was not choked to death by the air, it is a surprising way to die under a meteorite, maybe it will be written in "The World's Most Incredible One Hundred and One" in the future "Things", it can be regarded as Guangzong Yaozu.

However, Tachibana Masamune seems to be a German originally, so I don't know if there is such a saying as Guangzong Yaozu.

"Forget it, just draw your soul and light the lamp."

With a wave of Shang An's big hand, he crossed the space, grabbed the void, and captured a distorted soul that was still in confusion.

Tachibana Masamune, who had just been separated from the body, gradually woke up from his confusion, and then found himself bound by a giant hand that looked like the sky, unable to move.

In his terrified expression, the giant hand directly stuffed him into a dim and blazing "sun", and endless fire surrounded his soul and body.

愰！
The lights in the library suddenly became brighter.

At this moment, it has reached an extremely comfortable level.

Seeing this, Shang An was quite satisfied.

Now that Erika is already his, he naturally wants to avenge her.

Originally, he planned to let this Herzog go through the plot he set first, be tortured to death and then use the waste, and use the soul to light the lamp.

I didn't expect to die a bit hastily now, so I had to accept his soul in advance, but fortunately, it didn't affect the "plot" much.

"what!"

"Hot! Someone save me! Childish!"

"what!!!"

"Where is this, let me out!"

"let me out!!"

There was a scream like a ghost coming from inside the lamp. The owner of the voice seemed to be suffering from the severe pain of burning his body. What about cult rituals?

Although these lamps in the Shang'an Library look like ordinary electric lamps, they are actually a special kind of soul lamp that burns the soul. Under normal circumstances, it will appear dim, but when injected with a sinful soul, you will get With good fuel, it brightened up in an instant.

Although it is not as bright as those incandescent lamps in other bookstores, now that Nuonuo comes again, I am afraid that he will not talk about the problem of dim lights.

Moreover, although this kind of lamp will make the soul that is used as fuel extremely painful, the actual damage is only scraping, and it can even transform the spiritual energy to repair the soul. Years are no problem.

The screams inside the lamp did not stop for a moment, and became more and more shrill.

Shang An frowned slightly,

"It's a bit noisy."

Following his words, the voice inside the lamp became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared altogether, completely isolated inside, and no sound could come out.

"It's much better now."

Shang An's brows relaxed, and he opened the "Script" in his hand with a happy expression, and began to lightly write, adjust the plot, and enrich the details.

……

Tokyo, former Saki Hachiya headquarters.

On top of the ruins of the current Meteor Crater.

The five patriarchs, including Yuan Zhisheng, all looked gloomy and ugly, looking at the pothole and the old head in front of them.

"Dad!"

Yuan Zhisheng's voice was inexplicably sad, and his heart was twitching.

"how come……"

Suddenly he clenched his fists.

"Could this be the effect of the word spirit?"

A strong killing intent flashed in his icy eyes.

Some extremely high-ranking remarks may not be able to achieve this effect, just like the Tunguska explosion caused by the "Rhine".

If this is a murder, then no matter what, he will find the murderer and take revenge, even if the murderer is a dragon king!
"Chief."

A man in a black suit who was operating a bunch of seemingly incomparably sophisticated instruments stood up and shook his head.

"After testing, there is no obvious flow of elements in this pit, and this meteorite is only a natural meteorite. All of this...maybe it is God's will."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yuan Zhisheng's eyes that seemed to be killing people, and his body trembled. The members of the executive bureau were not disrespectful to the decisive head of the executive bureau.

He immediately realized that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly defended:
"No, no, it's not God's will, I mean it's purely an accident."

Saying that this is God's will, doesn't it mean that God can't stand it anymore, and wants everyone to die, that's not a good thing to say.

Yuan Zhisheng grieved, stepped forward and held up the ferocious head, his eyes were wet and red.

This person who had always been regarded as his father and teacher died today without a complete body.

He still died of a natural disaster like a joke, and he didn't even know who to turn to for revenge.

Really...

Yuan Zhisheng's nasal cavity was sore, and tears could not stop falling from his stern face.

The boy does not cry easily.

He always remembered that his father said that he was the future master of the Sheqi Bajia, the future "emperor" of Japan, and he had to shoulder the responsibility of being the "emperor", so he never cried again, even if he personally killed died of his own brother.

With trembling hands, he gently stroked Tachibana Masamune's face, trying to close his protruding eyes for him.

Just as soon as his hand was attached to it, he keenly felt that something was wrong.

As the director of the executive bureau, facing all kinds of "ghosts", this kind of vigilance has long been engraved into his instinct, and he has not forgotten this instinct even in such a sad moment.

This unnatural touch is the feeling of plastic surgery! ! !

The huge shock made him temporarily forget his respect for Tachibana Masamune, and started groping around his head.

Then,

Yuan Zhisheng's pupils shrank sharply. Many "ghosts" tried to use plastic surgery to change their identities and escape the pursuit, but they were all killed by him in the end, so he is naturally very familiar with this.

This feeling, although the technique is very superb, but it can't be wrong.

But Dad, how is it possible!

His expression fluctuated.

Seeing this, the other Patriarchs were a little puzzled, why did Yuan Zhisheng hold the Patriarch's head and grope, could it be that he was so sad that it affected his mind?
This is not acceptable, Tachibana Masamune is dead, Zhisheng will be the future master, if this is crazy, they will not find a second emperor.

"Children." Patriarch Feng Mo called out.

Yuan Zhisheng finally stopped when he heard the words, walked up to the member of the executive bureau without saying a word, his expression became colder.

His lips trembled, and he was speechless for a long time, and the atmosphere gradually became dignified.

In the end, it was reason that overwhelmed those complicated emotions, and a heavy and hoarse voice sounded:
"Everyone has a problem, take this head down and examine it carefully!"

When he said these words, his heart was bleeding, and his whole body almost collapsed.

But he persisted.

He has never been stupid, otherwise he wouldn't be able to scare so many "ghosts". It's just that in the past he believed too much in the person who brought him from darkness to light, but that doesn't mean he can't think anymore.

As the head of the Sheqi Ba Family, why did the father have plastic surgery, what is his real face, and why the father never told them about this matter, he could not ignore these doubts.

The member of the executive bureau was a little surprised, but he didn't dare to refute Yuan Zhisheng's order. He stretched out his hand to take the heavy head, and said in response:

"Yes!"

"Zhisheng, what are you?"

Patriarch Sakurai asked a little puzzled, he couldn't understand Yuan Zhisheng's operation.

"Let's wait for the test results to come out."

Yuan Zhisheng closed his eyes, and before the eyes closed, he could vaguely see the flash of pain.

(End of this chapter)