"Let's not talk about that now."
"Send n to seal off the entire Fuji Castle."
"Let's see if there are any survivors in the city."
He paused, his tone icy.
"If there are any, eliminate them imdiately without leaving a single one."
"This information must not be leaked out in the short term."
Chong Wengu felt a chill run down his spine and quickly lowered his head.
"Yes, Lord Hongzhi, I understand."
Just then, the mysterious man in the white suit walked over with a smile.
He held the restored pendulum of life in his hands and gracefully presented it to Hiroharu Kujo.
"Now that your ancestor Kujo Masakage has been resurrected, shouldn't we also start talking about the resurrection of Amaterasu?"
"Don't forget the promise you made to Mr. Duan back then."
"Otherwise, we wouldn't have entrusted this divine artifact to you."
When the na "Mr. Duan" was ntioned, a hint of seriousness flashed across Hiroji Kujo's usually calm face.
He silently took the pendulum of life that exuded a cold aura and said in a deep voice.
"Of course I know."
"Preparations for the resurrection of Amaterasu had actually already begun."
"Please rest assured, both of you."
The man in the white suit nodded in satisfaction, then seed to rember sothing.
"In addition, we just received a notification recently."
"It seems that a girl under the age of eighteen has appeared in Takamagahara, and she has already shown the ability of a job changer."
"The girl's na is said to be Natsu Rin, and we need to find her."
Kujo Hiroharu naturally understood the aning behind the other party's words.
"As long as she is still in Takamagahara, I will have her found very soon."
The man in the white suit nodded.
"In that case, let's wait for Lord Hongzhi's good news."
He turned gracefully to the bald giant beside him, whose arms were broken and whose face was still grim.
"Bhadra, let's go!"
...
The sky gradually brightened.
Tokyo remains as bustling and prosperous as ever.
No one knows how fierce the battle was that took place outside the city late last night.
No one knew that a city that housed more than 200,000 people could be completely destroyed overnight.
"Squeak—"
The heavy gates of Tokyo slowly opened.
A black sedan drove in from outside the city.
When the city guards saw the familiar face in the driver's seat of the car, they imdiately stood at attention and saluted.
"Young Master Kazuya!"
However, when they saw the person in the back seat with a livid face and clothes stained with blood and dust, everyone's expression changed drastically.
The captain of the guard rushed over, his face filled with horror and fear.
"Lord Hongji!"
"What...what happened to you?!"
In the back seat, "Kujo Hiroharu" slowly rolled down the car window and said casually.
"It's nothing serious, just an attack by the Omiya family."
boom!
In one sentence, it was like dropping a bombshell on a calm lake.
All the city guards present had a mont of blankness, their minds going completely blank.
The Ōmiya family launched a sneak attack on Lord Kujō Hiroharu?!
Is this... a sign of an all-out war?!
The captain of the guard felt his hands and feet were ice-cold and was sowhat at a loss.
Kujo Hiroharu spoke again, his voice suddenly rising in pitch.
"Everyone, listen to my command!"
"There are still pursuers outside. From now on, close the city gates!"
"No matter who cos, no matter their identity, they are not allowed to enter the city until I return!"
The captain of the guard was jolted awake. He straightened his back abruptly and roared with all his might.
"Yes, Lord Hongzhi!"
"Close the gates! Close the city gates now!!!"
Amidst a series of ear-piercing tallic scraping sounds and a roaring noise, the massive alloy gate slowly closed.
The car drove unimpeded, heading straight into the core area of Takamagahara.
The back seat of the car.
As the vehicle drove into the shadows, the face of Hiroharu Kujo began to change and writhe rapidly, like a lting wax figure.
In just a few seconds, he transford from Kujo Hiroji into Nakamura Shinichiro.
In the driver's seat, Kazuya Kujo's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He looked at the scene through the rearview mirror, his voice trembling slightly.
“Polina and Karen... have both been captured by my uncle.”
"What should we do next?"
In the back row, Shinichiro Nakamura, who was driving Caesar as Zhou Huai, leaned back lazily in his seat, speaking in a flat tone.
What else can we do?
"Everyone go back to their own ho, everyone go back to their own mother."
Kujo Kazuya's face turned pale and he said anxiously.
"Aren't you...aren't you going to try to save them?"
Aren't we companions?
Zhou Huai smiled.
He leaned over, reached out, and gently patted Kujou Kazuya on the shoulder.
"companion?"
Are you overthinking this?
"Now, I advise you to seriously consider your own situation."
"After all, your uncle isn't a fool."
After saying that, Zhou Huai got out of the car without waiting for Kujo Kazuya to speak again.
His figure flickered a few tis and then completely disappeared into the shadows of the street.
He had more important things to do at the mont and didn't have ti to chat with this traitor who could be purged at any ti.
Half an hour later, Zhou Huai skillfully maneuvered Caesar back to Nakamura Shinichiro's villa area.
Natsu Rin was still asleep, and Zhou Huai did not wake her.
Instead, ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) he sat calmly on the sofa in the living room, closing his eyes to rest.
A mont later, Shinichiro Nakamura, having received the ssage, hurriedly returned to the villa.
He practically tumbled into the living room, and when he saw the figure on the sofa, his legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to his knees.
"My lord, you summoned ?"
He looked at Caesar, his voice trembling with barely suppressed anxiety.
A vague sense of foreboding crept into my heart.
Zhou Huai slowly opened his eyes. He didn't beat around the bush and stated the result directly.
"Kosuke Soma is dead, but Hiroharu Kujo is still alive."
"The Ōmiya family has lost this battle."
Upon hearing this, Shinichiro Nakamura trembled violently, as if struck by an invisible bolt of lightning.
The color drained from his face in an instant, turning him deathly pale.
That night, none of the Ōmiya family mbers who were away slept; they were all anxiously waiting for news of the battle in Karuizawa.
They placed all their hopes on Lord Souma Kosuke and that legendary artifact.
Unexpectedly...
So many people sacrificed their lives, and such a terrible price was paid.
In the end, they did not kill Kujo Hiroharu.
"My lord... are you... are you telling the truth?"
His voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, still clinging to a sliver of hope.
Zhou Huai's tone was calm.
"Kujou Hiroharu colluded with the Dawn Guild and brought two SS-rank powerhouses he had never seen before."
"They broke through Kosuke Soma's deadly trap."
Dawn Guild!
Two more SS-rank characters!
Shinichiro Nakamura swayed and collapsed onto the cold floor, his eyes glazed over, muttering to himself.
"It's over..."
"It's all over..."
"The Omiya family... is completely finished..."
Zhou Huai looked at him coldly.
"Your Ōmiya family's greatest asset is dead. Given Kujō Hiroharu's personality, what follows will be the Kujō family's most intense revenge. The Ōmiya family is probably dood this ti."
"I ca here specifically to remind you, if you can run, then hurry up and run."
"Or co with , and I might be able to save your life."
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