On the wide surface of the sea,

Two figures flashed past, one in front and one behind.

As they moved, they brought about a swift gale,

It whizzed by from afar, suddenly disrupting the tranquility of the place.

As the ripples on the surface of the water surged, one could see the reflection of the blue sky above their heads,

And..,

A crimson sword that appeared vaguely in the clouds.

Due to force majeure..,

Kakudu Xuanshi had no choice but to come along.

Midway, he had tried to take back his Wang Jian, but he failed.

He didn't know if it was because he was on the verge of losing his sword that he couldn't control his own strength,

Or Fu Mourning God's control was too strong. In short, Kakudu Xuanshi couldn't take back his Wang Jian.

Tsk,

He was even more unhappy.

Kakudu Xuanshi stood on a small island,

This could be considered one of the few footholds on the surface of the sea. After this island,

They would have to cross the sea again.

Such a good battlefield... it wouldn't be good to miss it.

The fighting spirit that he had forcefully suppressed from the beginning,

The fighting spirit that he hadn't shown when he fought with Susumu Hata..

He had restrained himself for long enough, and now he couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Hey,

I said... "

As the King of Red, Kakudu Xuanshi naturally disdained to launch a sneak attack.

So..,

After deliberately making a lazy sound to attract the attention of Fu Mourning God..,

Kakudu Xuanshi attacked without hesitation!

Even though his body was restricted, he was still able to move.

The flames that he possessed..,

Could still be unbridled..,

Scarlet flames instantly soared around the man's body,

The exploding sparks made a crackling sound that made one's scalp tingle.

Then..,

The messy flames quickly intersected and gathered under the man's control. Like vines, they wrapped around his wrists and were then swung out by his taut arms.

At this moment, the world would know..,

This man who was like a raging flame could never be restrained.

The overwhelming flames dyed a dazzling golden-red as they aggressively attacked in the direction of Fu Mourning God.

Wherever it passed, the air was faintly distorted, and the temperature instantly rose. It was so hot that it made people feel a piercing pain.

Jinjian didn't dodge the incoming flames.

Of course, it wasn't because he couldn't dodge. Rather, it was because Kakudu Xuanshi couldn't move.

Since Kakudu Xuanshi could not move, Jinjian could not move either.

In fact, after understanding the intention of the other party's attack, Fu Mourning God had been standing there the entire time, not leaving even half a step.

Only then would it be fair enough.

Looking at this Fu Mourning God, Kakudu Xuanshi suddenly raised his eyebrows and snorted in a low voice, "Hmph, at least it's pleasing to the eye."

Jinjian ignored him and pulled out his main body.

The Odachi reflected the brilliance of the flames. The moment it cut into the flames, the cold weapon and the warm color intertwined to create a strange beauty.

The silver sword cut in. After a second of stillness, the sudden heat surged, causing the robes of the two people to flutter.

All the flames were extinguished by the sword, and the sharp sword energy also disappeared in the turbulent flames.

This probing attack seemed to be very powerful, but only the two parties knew that — —

The one who attacked was purely venting his anger, and the one who received the attack was almost perfunctory.

In terms of carelessness, the two had a tacit understanding for the first time.

Kakudu Xuanshi snorted to show his dissatisfaction, "Next time, I will definitely burn you."

"There won't be a next time."

Jinjian glanced at the Wang Jian in the sky and commented objectively, "If you use your power again, you will die."

Kakudu Xuanshi: "…" Although this was the truth, it was still very unpleasant!

It seemed that his expression was too fierce. Fu Mourning God, who had been watching the Sword of the Damocles, finally turned his gaze to them.

It had to be said that the King of Red's silent appearance was still very intimidating.

But for Fu Mourning God, this was of no use.

Jinjian was not intimidated by his opponent at all. He said calmly, "Give up. You are not strong enough now."

"… You think I can't beat you?"

The word "not strong enough" gave off a subtle feeling. Kakudu Xuanshi lowered his eyes slightly, and did not hide his rising desire to fight.

Jinjian did not mean to provoke his opponent. He was simply hinting that Kakudu Xuanshi should not attack again.

After all, the current King of Red was like a child walking on the edge of a cliff. He did not even need external help. Just a little bit of misfortune would cause him to fall into the abyss and be smashed to pieces.

In the end, it was because the power of the king was too strong, so it was very easy for him to lose control. The final outcome would be the eruption of the king's power and the falling sword.

This was clearly something that everyone knew, but Kakudu Xuanshi did not seem to restrain himself at all.

He seemed to have calmly accepted his fate and acted even more recklessly.

At this time, Jinjian somewhat understood Susumu Hata's feelings.

What could he do to make the King of Red, who was especially troublesome, listen to him a little?

The silver-haired, golden-eyed Fu Mourning God pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed to the sky.

Above the clouds, the red Sword of the Damocles trembled slightly and was moved by an invisible force.

On the ground, Kakudu Xuanshi was passively moved to the edge of the island.

The sea water on the island followed the waves and lapped against the shore one after another.

The rolling waves splashed high, soaking Kakudu Xuanshi's trousers.

Probably because he had the power to control fire, Kakudu Xuanshi, as the King of Red, had a natural dislike of water.

"You …"

Kakudu Xuanshi frowned. Before he could express his thoughts, he was interrupted by the Fu Mourning God.

"If you don't listen to me …"

The Fu Mourning God raised his hand expressionlessly and pointed into the distance. "I'll throw Wang Jian into the water and send you twenty thousand miles to the bottom of the sea."

Forced to Bind Kakudu Xuanshi: "…"

Extremely bad experience!

…

The black-robed man was very anxious now.

As one of the few high-level officials in politics and the person in charge of the transfer of the headquarters this time, the burden on his shoulders was heavy.

Especially not long ago, the work progress that was supposed to be foolproof was suddenly messed up by the sudden intrusion of the Fu Mourning God.

So now, many things had to be done from the beginning.

"How's the repair of the barrier going … What, it still needs ten minutes?!

No, hurry up, it must be completed within seven minutes! "

"Has the transfer of the top-secret files been completed? Remember, don't leave a single copy behind!"

"Calculate the space tunnel as soon as possible. After the construction is completed, test it a few times. There must be no mistakes!"

The black-robed man was so tired that he panted a few times. He felt that there was no superior more responsible than himself.

Just as the black-robed man was about to move on to the next area and continue his supervision, a guard came in from somewhere.

The other party seemed to have encountered something serious as he rushed forward in a hurry. Only when he bumped into the black-robed man did he stop with a cry while clutching his head.

"Hiss …"

The black-robed man rubbed his waist, then stared at the guard's sign and said unhappily, "This is an important place. Who allowed you to come in?!"

"… Something, something bad has happened!"

The guard didn't seem to care about the black-robed man's words at all. He only said quickly, "That, that …"

It seemed that he ran too fast and couldn't catch his breath. Or maybe he didn't know how to organize his words … The guard stuttered for a long time, but he couldn't say anything.

The black-robed man was angry. After all, at this critical moment, he was already very annoyed. Now, there was such an ignorant idiot!

"Go back to where you belong."

The black-robed man glanced at the guard's uniform and added coldly, "Your job is to guard and patrol, not to be a hindrance here!"

The guard shook his head fiercely. Then, his forehead was sweating and his face was red. Finally, he shouted —

"The sword is coming!"

"The sword is coming?

What sword?

… Is that Fu Mourning God back again? "

The black-robed man's face twitched slightly, "Don't worry about him … and don't provoke him."

The guard heard this and nodded. Then, he shook his head frantically, "No, no …"

"Not him?

If it's not him, then why are you in such a hurry? "

"Yes, yes …!"

"— Boom!"

Before the guard could finish his words, there was a loud noise from the sky.

That loud sound was like a sudden clap of thunder, mighty and earth-shattering.

All the political officials present were so frightened that they staggered.

Those who were still performing precise calculations were caught off guard. Their fingertips trembled, and a bunch of random codes were typed out.

Those documents that were being urgently transported were also shaken to the ground. They were all mixed together and couldn't be distinguished at all.

The guard, who had stuttered due to the first shock, returned to his normal state after the loud bang.

"It's Wang Jian of the Red!

The Sword of the Damocles!

The Sword of the End that is about to destroy Kanagawa! "

The guard shouted with unprecedented fluency, "Everyone, run!"

The next second after he finished shouting, there was a huge vibration for the second time. Then, everyone found out —

The silver light that was originally shining above their heads was gone. Instead, it was replaced by warm sunlight.

Yes, that's right.

In this room that was supposed to be absolutely sealed, there was suddenly a situation of sunlight …

The black-robed man then raised his head as if he had sensed something and looked directly above him.

… Haha, how can it not be sunlight?

Even the roof was lifted … lifted … off … the roof?

！！！

F * ck!

F * ck!!

F * ck!!!

The black-robed man, who went from confusion to madness, couldn't help but scream, "What the hell is going on?!!!"

The guard covered his head and ears. After the black-robed man finished screaming, he reminded him again, "I just said, it's the Sword of the Damocles."

What the hell?