Samsara Paradise: Shadow King

Chapter 119 Old Friend

Who is he?

From that letter and from the words of his master and the Buddhist carver in the dilapidated temple, he knew that he was a "wolf".

"I am a wolf!" He repeated silently in his mind, as if to remind himself, this feeling was strange, as if he could be anyone else besides him.

"Qiang!"

The blades collided, and the wrist skillfully released all the force. Maybe "wolf" is just me in other people's eyes, and I am not all "wolf".

Why was he wielding the knife?

In order to fulfill the guardianship contract and to rescue the kidnapped master, why do you do this?

His blank brain did not give him an answer immediately. The samurai general launched a powerful and heavy sweep. He jumped up nimbly and stepped on the opponent's head with one foot. This was a skill engraved in his muscle memory. There is a disorder in the control of one's own center of gravity.

The samurai general forcibly transferred his own strength and hurriedly adjusted his posture, but neglected to do so. He was just accumulating the pressure on his torso. When the pressure he endured overwhelmed his limit and his torso collapsed, then The ninja's ultimate move will show its edge.

As for now? No rush, no rush, he is a ninja, and what he can show is amazing patience. He can flick the knife, reverse slash, and slash. He takes on all the offensives in the most accurate and efficient way, at the minimum cost. In exchange for the increased pressure on the opponent's torso, he would sometimes seize the enemy's attack gap and launch a fierce attack.

As he expected, after another slash was deflected by the wedge ball in his hand, the samurai general was unable to maintain his fighting posture again. His collapsed torso made him half kneel. To be honest, the opponent could hold on for so long. Time has already surprised the wolf.

But... I'm sorry, in order to welcome my Lord back, I must send you to hell for standing in the way.

He remembered that a low and majestic voice once told him. Through the gap in the door, he looked at the owner of the bright room:

"You must remember the ninja's commandments. The person who is more important than your parents must be remembered in your heart! From today on, that person is your master! You must risk your life to protect it. If it is taken away, you must rescue it. Do you understand? ?Wolf"

The memories stopped abruptly, and were replaced by the never-ending fire in the nightmare. The tone was very fast, the words were blurred, and the sound of chanting with a bit of madness came from all directions.

"Wolf"

Do not! ! !

The wedge ball in his hand stabbed directly into the vital point in the gap in the samurai general's armor. The attack was full of murderous intent, as if what he was about to kill was not the samurai general blocking the road, but the nightmare. At this critical moment, a pair of shadow claws Caught the blade.

It was a monster with human body and bat wings, its whole body was made up of black shadows, and it was wearing a strange large armor. His arms were slender and long, and at the top of this part of the limbs, it seemed that five ribs were used to form the palm. They closed together and strangled Kakimaru tightly. The wolf tried to pull out the weapon, but it could only make the blade and claws make an unpleasant and harsh "crunching" friction sound.

The samurai general behind the monster recovered from the collapse of his torso. He raised the Odachi in his hand, trying to split the ninja and the monster apart in one fell swoop.

One second, two seconds, three seconds. The wolf had given up on drawing out the weapon. The samurai general had stiffly maintained the posture of holding the Odachi high for a long time, but the blade never fell. Looking carefully, it turned out that the fine spider silk had already Wrapping him around, as long as he had the slightest strength to struggle, these spider threads would strangle him into pieces of flesh scattered on the ground.

In mid-air, an enchanting woman who was also made of the power of shadow stood on tiptoe on the spider silk and looked at them coldly.

"Lord Diedie?"

That familiar face evoked part of the wolf's old memories. The reason why he spoke in a dazed and confused tone was because that face was only 60% similar to the young face in his memory.

Once upon a time, the other party would teach him the knowledge of Ninjutsu and Genjutsu carefully and patiently after he finished the training that left him bruised. In a short period of time, because of his immature mind, from his perspective, the other party was always Exuding a gentle motherly glow.

No, the person in front of me is not her!

The wolf shook his head slightly, suppressing the emotions in his heart.

The screams of the giant beast came from the sky. It was a majestic winged giant beast. On it sat a handsome man with white hair scattered, his eyes wrapped with a one-eyed pattern cloth belt, and wearing a black hunting coat. Before the giant beast, When he landed, he stood up eagerly as if he were seeing an old friend, smiled and said to the wolf:

"Ninja-dono, long time no see!"

The man's appearance and temperament have a strange magic power that makes people feel close to him. After he said those words, the wolf's body even involuntarily relaxed its vigilance against him, as if the two people were really old friends reunited after a long separation. Like friends.

The wolf bit the tip of his tongue and used the pain to maintain his consciousness. He raised his prosthetic hand towards the other party. With the help of the Buddhist sculptor, he had already installed the shuriken cart and the ninja tool in it. As long as he is sure that the opponent is his enemy, he will throw a shuriken at the opponent's vital part in the next second.

Although, this move is likely to achieve nothing except irritating the other party.

"who are you?"

The man's smile grew a little brighter. He signaled that his shadow servants did not need to punish the wolf for their offense, and said to him in a gentle tone:

"As a retainer of the Hirata clan, I fought bloody battles with their ferocious enemies. Like you, I was the protector of Lord Kuro, the son of God. In order to prevent the forbidden power in his body from falling into the hands of people with ulterior motives, I wielded the sword in my hand. ! Ninja, wolf, you and I have had a social relationship by the Longquan River. I am a friend, not an enemy!"    The man stretched out his hand, wanting to show goodwill by holding hands, and the shadow servants under him also loosened their grip. Maru's clamp allowed him to pull out the weapon.

The wolf looked at the man, then at the still bound samurai general, slowly raised his hand, and lightly grasped the palm hanging in the air.

Zhao Zijin was also looking through the eyepiece at the game protagonist who had accepted his kindness. Generally speaking, he was no different from the image in the game, except that he had many scars on his body that he did not know whether to be classified as flame burns or blunt force blows. , Well, maybe a red-hot hammer struck this ninja?

He turned around and came to the samurai general, his smile remained unchanged, and he whispered:

"If I remember correctly, is it Naomori Kawarada? You must have heard our conversation and understood our purpose. Please take us to see Mr. Kamiko and His Excellency Genichiro! We need to talk!"

"Hmph! Conjurer, I curse you to be counterattacked by your own evil power! Meet Mr. Genichiro? Bah! You are not worthy!"

Zhao Zijin dodged the spit, and his smile seemed to be solidified on his face, maintaining the curve of his lips that a "smile" should show, but it was a little unnatural.

"I haven't yet engraved the idea that 'you samurai are all brainless'. It's really inappropriate! Can't you understand the pros and cons of such a simple choice? Do you hope that because of your arrogance and stubbornness, Wei will be defeated?" Are there two more enemies? At this juncture when you are about to go to war with the inner government?

All the words I just said to him can also be relayed to you, Kawarada Naomori, for Ashina, we are friends rather than enemies! You and I both know why Mr. Genichiro holds the Son of God tightly in his hand. It is nothing more than the power to resist the invasion of the inner government, and it just so happens that we have the power!

Your lord doesn't have to bear the reputation of bullying children in exchange for strength. Isn't this what you want? Or do you think this is a glorious thing to do? Taking a step back, can the power of taboo really help you resist the inner palace?

Are you worried about whether I have the idea of ​​murdering your lord hidden in my heart? Or is it the stubbornness and arrogance in your bones that forces you to reject the hope of protecting your country? "

Zhao Zijin quietly looked into the eyes behind the pair of visors, until the other person's eyes lowered and he said in a muffled voice:

"Friends and not enemies are just your words. How can I trust you? What's more, how can you prove that you can help Ashina resist the attack of the inner government?"

"good question!"

Zhao Zijin snapped his fingers, and the shadows under him flowed through the soles of the warrior general like running water, spreading to the entire stronghold. The warrior general could clearly feel a cold chill climbing up his spine. Those who watched through the shadow curtain What is his! ?

Even though it was just an outline, even though there were very few parts he could see and understand, he could clearly realize that it was a group of terrifying existences that he should be afraid of.

He gasped involuntarily, his biological instinct urging him to stay away from danger, and even drove his muscles to reject the rational command of his brain and struggle in the spider silk like a steel wire. Some of the more tightly wound spider silk became trapped in the flesh.

Zhao Zijin stretched out his finger and poked the wound on Kawarada Naomori's chest. Before the formal battle with the samurai general, the ninja sneaked around and stabbed the samurai general in the back. The wound penetrated from the back to the chest. Blood trickled down on it.

"Your Excellency Genichiro wants to create an immortal army? By coincidence, I have such an army on hand! Now it depends on your choice. Your choice will determine under which flag this army will fight!"

Kawarada Naomori finally gave in. After Die took back all the spider silk on his body, the Odachi was put back into the scabbard and said to Zhao Zijin and Wolf:

"I can take you to see Sir Genichiro first, but then Ashina's generals will also be present!"

"can!"

Zhao Zijin readily agreed, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly seemed to remember something and asked Kawarada Naomori:

"Behind the place you are guarding, is there a mother and son living among the ruins?"

He wanted to determine whether Nogami Inosuke, who was blind and dying in the plot, and his mother were still in that position in the game.

Kawarada Naomori was a little confused, but he still nodded and said:

"There are indeed such two people!"

Interesting!

"Let's go! Lord Wolf, take them with you when you meet the Son of God! Maybe they can help you get back the part of your lost memory!"

"who are they?"

Facing the wolf's question, Zhao Zijin pursed his lips and said:

"He is also an old friend of the Hirata clan."

(End of this chapter)