Outside the gate of the Jiutiao family villa area.
When Akiyama's disheveled figure staggered out of the night, the guards at the gate were all stunned.
In their eyes, Akiyama had always been the strongest warrior by the head of the family, forever calm and powerful.
But now, he was covered in blood, his signature clothes were tattered, his face was covered in soot, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth.
Akiyama ignored the astonished looks.
He walked straight through the gate and into the brightly lit main building of the villa.
In the living room, Hiroharu Kujo was sitting on the sofa, wiping a samurai sword.
He didn't even look up when he heard footsteps.
"Thump."
Akiyama knelt on one knee before him, his head bowed low.
"Your Majesty Hongzhi, I am incompetent."
"The person was not brought back."
Kujo Hiroharu's hand did not stop wiping the blade, as if he had not heard Akiyama's report, and he was just focused on looking at the blade.
The air in the living room was eerily quiet, and cold sweat beaded on Akiyama's forehead.
After a long while, Kujo Hiroharu finally put down his katana, raised his head, and calmly looked at Akiyama.
What is the other person's profession?
His voice betrayed no emotion.
Akiyama trembled and quickly replied.
"He is an insect tar."
"Very strong."
His voice still carried a lingering fear.
“Those insects... are endless, and... and they self-destruct.”
"Its power is ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) extrely terrifying."
"I suspect that the other party is likely a high-level SS-rank professional."
It's that insect tar again.
Kujo Hiroharu's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
This na has been appearing too frequently lately. First, it blocked Wada Hirayama at the banquet, and now it has rescued soone from Akiyama.
This insect tar seems to be involved in several recent events in Takamagahara.
This person always appears at the most crucial mont, disrupting his plans and giving him a sense of foreboding.
I have no idea what tricks they're playing.
"We can't delay any longer."
Hiroji Kujo stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the city night view.
His voice was icy.
"Notify everyone to leave the city imdiately."
"Launch the operation!"
Akiyama felt a chill run down his spine and imdiately nodded emphatically.
"Yes, Lord Hongzhi!"
Just as he was about to get up to relay the order, a cell phone rang urgently.
It was Hiroharu Kujo's private phone number.
Hiroharu Kujo picked up his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and frowned again.
This is an encrypted line from the Japanese National Army.
He answered the phone, his voice steady.
"What's up."
On the other end of the phone ca a respectful yet anxious voice from a middle-aged man.
"Lord Hongji!"
"Zhao Qingcang of the Great Xia Kingdom has suddenly launched an attack on the border!"
The man spoke extrely fast.
"He mobilized three legions and stationed them on the border, saying he wanted to investigate us for stealing their artifact, the 'Pendulum of Life'."
"We must give him an explanation!"
"Otherwise...otherwise he will launch a war against us at all costs!"
Hiroharu Kujo raised an eyebrow.
Zhao Qingcang? Choosing to launch an attack at this ti, it seems he must have received so information.
The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone sounded very anxious.
"Lord Hongzhi, please think of a solution!"
"That madman Zhao Qingcang, we don't have a single SS-level expert who can contend with him!"
"The soldiers on the border are under imnse pressure, and the front lines are on the verge of collapse!"
There was no sign of panic on Kujo Hiroharu's face.
He simply paced slowly in the living room, pondered for a mont, and then spoke softly.
"In that case..."
"Then let Qin Ze go there."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man on the other end of the phone hesitated and asked.
"Lord Qin Ze?"
"But Lord Hongzhi, Lord Qin Ze is your trump card!"
“If he’s not by your side, I’m worried... I’m worried that sothing might go wrong with the resurrection of Lord Kujo Kagemasa.”
Kujo Hiroharu stopped in his tracks.
He turned around, looked at the deep night outside the window, and gave a cold smile.
"Only Qin Ze can rival Zhao Qingcang."
"He Tianpingshan is no match for Zhao Qingcang at all."
He paused, then continued.
"As for the matter of reviving Lord Kage, there is no need to worry."
"I am confident."
"Just do as I say."
There was a mont of silence on the other end of the phone.
Finally, the middle-aged man answered respectfully.
"Yes, Lord Hongzhi."
"Understood."
The night was as dark as ink.
A black sedan sat quietly in the empty field.
It was already 3 a.m.
From ti to ti, the eerie green eyes of strange beasts would light up in the surrounding grass as they wandered in the darkness, but none of them dared to approach the car that exuded a dangerous aura.
Inside the car, there was a deathly silence.
Kujo Kazuya, in the driver's seat, gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his palms sweating with nervousness, and he didn't even dare to breathe.
Karen, in the passenger seat, crossed his arms, his brows furrowed in a deep frown, revealing his extre impatience.
My mind was full of questions and doubts.
But when his gaze swept across the rearview mirror and he saw "Kujo Hiroji" in the back seat with his eyes closed, as if he had already fallen into a deep sleep, he swallowed all his words back.
Ti ticked by, each second seeming to silently test his patience.
Are we just going to sit here and wait like idiots?
Karen finally couldn't hold back any longer and lowered her voice, muttering to the air beside her.
"When exactly will we have to wait?"
"We're so far from the main road. Even if Kujo Hiroharu really did lead his n out of the city, how would we possibly know?"
However, no one answered his question.
Kujo Kazuya, who was driving, seed not to hear and remained sitting stiffly.
Polina in the back row also chose to remain silent, simply leaning back quietly in her seat, seemingly resting with her eyes closed.
This feeling of being ignored made Karen even more irritable.
He snorted heavily, turned his head to look out the window, and stopped talking.
I don't know how much ti passed.
Caesar, who was originally disguised as "Kujo Hiroji", suddenly opened his eyes.
Those eyes were clear and bright.
"Everyone, cheer up!"
Zhou Huai's calm voice suddenly rang out in the deathly silent carriage.
"Kujo Hiroharu has left the castle."
"What?"
Karen turned around abruptly, her face filled with astonishnt and confusion.
How did you know?
A playful smile appeared on Zhou Huai's face.
"Of course, that's what I saw."
Karen's face showed even more questions.
He almost leaned close to Zhou Huai to see if the guy was talking in his sleep.
What you saw?
Are you kidding !
The straight-line distance from here to the city gate of Tokyo is more than 20 kiloters.
There are mountains and hills in between.
Do you have clairvoyance?
How can you see it from this far away?
In fact, Zhou Huai made this judgnt not only because he sensed the location of the alien parasite inside Qiu Shan's body.
The thousands of information insects he deployed outside Tokyo had already ford an invisible net.
Just now, one of the information insects clearly captured the movent of a convoy.
The car at the head of the line was none other than Kujo Hiroji's vehicle.
Through the real-ti footage transmitted by the information insects, Zhou Huai could clearly see everyone in the convoy.
Koji Kujo.
His personal bodyguard, Akiyama.
There's also the SS-rank powerhouse, Wada Hirayama, who was severely injured by his own self-destruction with the Abyss Queen at the banquet, but has now fully recovered.
They are all here.
Zhou Huai also keenly observed that Qin Ze was not in the group.
It seems that Kujo Hiroharu has sent him to the border to deal with Marshal Zhao.
Thinking about this, Zhou Huai suddenly felt that sothing was wrong.
Without Qin Ze, Kujo Hiroharu only has Wada Hirayama as his only SS-level combatant.
After all, that Chongwen Gu Mao needs to guard the ruins of Ise Grand Shrine year-round and won't leave easily.
There is only one Hotan Hirayama...
Why did he insist on leaving the city?
How could he possibly defeat the spirit painter Souma Kosuke, who also possessed a divine artifact?
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