"Open the door, Makoto Zouken! Are you deaf, didn’t you hear ? Are you dead?!"
The tone was exceptionally vile, exuding an air of arrogance, perfectly setting the stage for an atmosphere of an unwelco visitor. Accompanied by the violent pounding on the door, it subtly plunged the whole Demon Cave into an eerie silence by contrast.
"..."
"..."
Just as the pounding on the door grew stronger, as if the person outside was becoming increasingly impatient, footsteps finally sounded from behind the door: "Coming, coming..."
The next mont, the door opened.
Revealing the figure behind the door, it was a girl with purple hair and eyes, wearing the uniform skirt of Private Higashikawa Academy. A knot was tied on the left side of her long purple hair. She stood engulfed in the shadow behind the door, effectively masking the apathetic expression on her face, her eyes vacant.
At this mont, the girl also looked outside from behind the door, realizing that the first impression from just now’s rude behavior and impatient vile tone was entirely different——
The person outside was a young man, who seed to exude a peaceful vibe.
His white clothes, like moonlight, shone directly into her dim, lifeless eyes.
"Cough cough, sorry, my apologies, I thought it would be Elder Makoto Zouken coming to open the door..." The young man glanced at her, quickly showing an expression entirely different from his previous fierce deanor, and said with a cheerful smile, "So I spoke a bit loudly just now, didn’t scare you, did I?"
The purple-haired girl was montarily stunned, instinctively shaking her head, softly replying, "No, you didn’t..."
"That’s good, I’m here mainly to deliver a package for Elder Makoto Zouken..."
Gu Mo gestured to the wreath placed nearby, speaking with a gentle and calm deanor, "It’s an express delivery, so I brought it over overnight. I was a bit anxious just now, but you can understand, right? I did it for the elder’s sake, hoping it could be signed for as soon as possible."
"This... this..."
The purple-haired girl was even more at a loss, wasn’t this a wreath?
"Don’t want it? That’s not up to you!!"
At this mont, the young man outside suddenly sneered, as if mockingly, quickly reaching towards her chest with a lightning-fast motion. In the next mont, the girl, who had no ti to react, felt a piercing pain in her heart, but it was quick to co and quick to go.
"Ah ah ah ah ah——!!"
At the sa ti, a hoarse and extrely sharp old scream echoed from the house behind!
In the night, the scream resonated throughout the entire Makoto family’s mansion, lingering for a long ti.
Having just shown a pained expression, instinctively stepping back while looking down at her own heart, the girl found no signs of abnormalities on her body. Then, hearing the pitiable scream from the back, she was shocked to her core, instinctively turning to gaze into the dense darkness behind her.
"If you don’t want dignity, I’ll grant you so!"
At this mont, the white-clothed Daoist outside the door also pushed the half-closed door open with one hand, striding past the stunned purple-haired girl, heading directly towards the mansion behind the entrance.
All the techniques along the way reacted not at all, as if silently and unnoticedly, this entire Magic Position of the Makoto family’s mansion had already changed hands.
In the yard between the entrance hall and the mansion, a bald, hunchbacked elder with limbs dried and thin like a mummy, and deeply sunken eyes burning with anger and perplexity, struggled to crawl tremblingly from the ground, gritting his teeth as he glared forward at the approaching figure.
His complexion was deathly pale, his body trembling from severe pain, appearing as if even movent was strenuous.
In an unexpectedly instantaneous mont, he suffered an unimaginable heavy blow, this person was undoubtedly well-prepared.
"Who... who are you? We have no grudges, why have you..." He shivered, urgently explaining with trembling lips, as his heart was filled with anger and growing murderous intent. However, before finishing his sentence, it was abruptly cut off by a thud!
Having already approached him, Gu Mo lifted his foot and stomped down.
Like crushing a waterlon, the elder’s head was completely smashed, with an invisible field blocking the scattering fragnts and tissues, showcasing a perfect display of evident disdain.
"...!!"
The purple-haired girl, who just quickly chased up from the entrance, saw this scene, her pupils constricting to pinpoints, her face filled with shock and disbelief.
Makoto Zouken... just died like that?
"Stop talking, elder please sign for the delivery!" The young man standing next to the headless corpse threw the wreath onto the body, speaking indifferently, just as the Einzbern Family couldn’t counter his aggression, Makoto Zouken was no different.
The gap between them was overwhelmingly vast, akin to two beings of entirely different dinsions.
If even a slight ripple could be stirred, that in itself would be a matter worthy of awe, but unfortunately, Gu Mo wasn’t Tima, he had no plans of going all out, nor did he intend to go easy.
Makoto Zouken never anticipated Death God’s sudden arrival, his trump card instantly dismantled, followed by his own direct crushing.
Gu Mo, by keenly perceiving the essence of life, confird that any life signals from the old worm were non-existent, spreading slightly to sense through the entire Makoto household, even the whole old district of Fuyuki City, confirming that he was beyond dead... huh, wait a second?
As if perceiving sothing, he raised his eyebrows, looking towards the direction of the main entrance.
The purple-haired girl remained in shock, blankly observing the brutal scene unfolding in the yard, fixated on the cri scene, unable to regain her senses for a long ti.
However, what Gu Mo sensed was not because of her, but——
"Bastard!! Found you!"
A voice, as if filled with imnse rage, bood, and above the entrance hall appeared a golden figure, hair standing like blazing fla, the bright red eyes radiating a stunning murderous intent.
"It was you who killed on my territory while this king wasn’t watching?!"
"Oh? You’re back already..."
Gu Mo scrutinized Gilgash, who seed to have traced back, his tone a mix of surprise and a hint of delight. Could it be that the opponent simply altered their plan temporarily, returning ahead of schedule, discovering the situation in the Church, and furiously feeling offended, rushing over overnight?
"Insolent! Who allowed you to raise your head?" The golden Servant’s voice was chilling, those red eyes filled with burning anger for a mont, "You have not seen my qualification, you will die crawling on the ground!"
"Enough talk, co face your death, originally I intended to let you live a few more days..."
The young man in the yard also, with irritation, waved his hand, at the sa ti the surrounding space rapidly twisted, transforming, unknown spaces encroaching on the reality’s scenery, followed by a complete overturn.
"Innate Barrier? Ha, just another clown who thinks they can challenge the king with such tricks..." The golden Servant laughed in extre anger, "As a clown, perform your drama well, let’s see if you can make this king laugh, might even leave you a whole corpse..."
"Then witness it well, Gilgash, this is specifically prepared for you — ’Innate Barrier: King’s Ga’!!"
Gu Mo calmly spoke, not getting angry.
"King’s Ga? Hahaha, I like it, then present this smart ga of yours to this king..." The golden Servant let out an arrogant laugh, abruptly stopping the next mont, followed by an unchecked frenzy of rage, "What the hell is this king’s ga of yours!!"
The surrounding space had completely transford.
Standing atop the tall gallows, Gu Mo glanced at the guillotine beside him, shrugging: "This is the French version."
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