"......Urgent communication. Just not long ago, massive rioter attacks have erupted across Tokyo. Police are currently striving to handle the situation. All citizens are urged to stay indoors, lock windows and doors, and remain calm......"
Listening to the broadcast from the radio, Duanmu Huai stepped on the throttle, driving through the pitch-dark streets, heading forward. Ahead of him, the intersection of Kamurochō was clearly in view. At this mont, the intersection was completely blocked by the blazing wreckage of a burning car. Nevertheless, Duanmu Huai showed no sign of slowing down; instead, he accelerated to the maximum speed, charging straight toward the wreckage in front!
"Boom!!"
The speeding sports car rushed in like a rocket, exploding directly. The shockwave from the blast overturned the surrounding wreckage, and its massive sound drew the attention of those masked cultists wandering on the streets of Kamurochō. They turned their heads, looking towards the rising flas.
Afterwards, Duanmu Huai and Mianmu Zuoniao erged from the fire.
"Finally, I can have a proper fight."
Duanmu Huai stretched his limbs, and beside him, Mianmu Zuoniao’s eyes lit up, her hand on the hilt of her sword, looking like a murder fan.
"Can Satori start now? Teacher?"
"Wait, let go first. I’ve been planning this entrance for quite a while, don’t steal it!"
While saying this, Duanmu Huai reached with his right hand to grab his left shoulder on his clothing and tore it off forcefully!
"Rip!!"
The suit on Duanmu Huai was instantly torn off, revealing his explosion-like muscular physique, and the tattoos of a Green Dragon on the left and a White Tiger on the right of his body! Moreover, the pitch-black, fiercely glaring dragon head on his back seed to be eager to leap out under the illumination of the fire!
Yes, this is the feeling!
Duanmu Huai nodded with satisfaction, looking at his muscles and tattoos.
Then he raised his head and let out a loud yell!
"Ah———————!!!"
With Duanmu Huai’s roar, a pressure like a flood tide burst from him, spreading outward. For a mont, heaven and earth changed colors, even the flas around were extinguished in this Spirit Light filled with fear and despair.
Refreshing!!
At this mont, Duanmu Huai felt incredibly refreshed!
Knowing that ever since he arrived in this world, he’s been pent up to death!
It’s not that he was aggrieved, Duanmu Huai simply disliked gas requiring brains and hide-and-seek. Sotis, to lure out the snakes, he had to play dumb. He preferred when everyone took the stage like KOF and then fought heartily.
Unfortunately, most Ancient Dominators did not share this interest; they preferred doing their own thing, so without so sches, they wouldn’t co out.
This ti, he finally doesn’t need to worry about others and can go all out!
As for Mianmu Zuoniao, Duanmu Huai wasn’t worried; her SAN value was already 0, the Fearful Aura has no effect on her, no way!
The intangible Fearful Aura spread out, even those cultists also felt inexpressible fear at this mont. Though the white masks covered their faces, their trembling bodies and instinctive retreat betrayed the fear deep in their souls.
However, to Duanmu Huai, this was the trumpet of war!
"Scream, repent, and then die!"
He shouted, clenched his fists, and charged forward. Like an enraged giant bear charging at its prey.
"Ahhhh!!"
Seeing Duanmu Huai charging at them, those cultists also let out an incomprehensible scream. They raised their clubs and machetes, swinging down at Duanmu Huai!
"Crunch!"
However, those things didn’t affect Duanmu Huai the slightest. Even tal bats, when hitting Duanmu Huai’s muscular physique, bent and deford like hitting a stone. At the sa ti, Duanmu Huai clenched his fists, smashing them directly at the cultists’ faces!
"Bang!!"
Duanmu Huai’s fist, as large as a sandpot, smashed into the cultists’ faces like an Iron Hamr, crushing their faces along with the masks. Then he stretched his hand, grabbed the heads of two nearby cultists, lifted them up, and smashed them together forcefully.
"Ah ya—————!"
Simultaneously, a masked little girl wielding a knife charged at Duanmu Huai. However, Duanmu Huai didn’t even glance at her, kicking her to the ground. Like stepping on a little cat, he pinned the girl underfoot, and then exerted force!
"Squelch!"
The little girl opened her mouth wide, as her viscera and blood sprayed from her mouth, nostrils, and eyes, while her body was flattened into crushed pulp!
"Next!"
Duanmu Huai didn’t care about the little girl he stomped to death; regardless if they were male, female, old, or young—every cultist had to die without exception! He would kill every fallen, evil, filthy, dirty, despicable, revolting Evil God Believer, making their souls tremble in fear and destruction eternally and finally disintegrate completely!
In the na of the Tribunal, exterminate the heretics!
Duanmu Huai’s eyes were blood red. He reached out to grab a car parked by the roadside, lifted it high, and then jumped, smashing it towards the cultists ahead with himself!
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