[You killed Guard Eiji Kameda, gaining 5 dimensional points]
[You killed Minister Shoshi Sato, gaining 30 dimensional points]
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[You have accumulated 100 kills and completed the milestone: killing species]
[You have unlocked new milestones: Ogre (Rare), Shura (Rare)]
[killing species - Due to excessive killing of Human Race, you naturally exude terrifying killing intent. When equipped, it will cause extra damage to Human Race creatures and have a certain chance of causing Human Race to rout]
[Do you want to change the equipped milestone?]
"Change"
Only then did Bai Cangshu see the series of prompts. He stood on the samurai's katana, like a crane perched on a branch.
Hiroyuki Ito's muscles were stiff from the immense dread. Looking up at the man standing on his katana, he felt an even more terrifying pressure emanating from him out of nowhere.
It was a demeanor completely different from the martial artists and swordsmen he had encountered before, as if they were two different species.
Clang!
A sword ringing sound echoed, and behind Hiroyuki Ito, another swordsman drew his sword and attacked.
Hiroyuki Ito also recomposed himself at this moment and cooperated with his teammate, directly leading his sword along the momentum. The [pink robe of tao baibai] on Bai Cangshu had the effect of increasing Martial Arts Specialization by 1 level.
At this moment, he was already like a martial artist who had glimpsed the path, his movements free and fluid. With light steps, his body floated up, leaping high in a completely counter-intuitive manner.
The swordsman's strike missed. Bai Cangshu descended from the sky and stomped down.
Bang!
Extreme lightness instantly transformed into extreme heaviness. Over a thousand catties of force instantly stomped the swordsman's head down into his chest cavity.
Seeing this scene, Hiroyuki Ito felt a chill spread from his tailbone throughout his body.
The opponent was more terrifying than any martial artist he had ever seen, just as horrifying as those Ogres called Upper Moon.
Bai Cangshu looked at the swordsman frozen in place, seemingly scared silly by him, and chuckled lightly. He turned around, stomped the floor with a bang, and continued his frantic pursuit.
It took Hiroyuki Ito a while to regain his senses, collapsing to the ground. The support troops arrived from the rear and saw the collapsed guard, asking,
"Ito-san, where is His Highness?"
Hiroyuki Ito was crestfallen. Ignoring the strange looks, he let go of the sword in his hand and stumbled towards the outer area.
"That's not human technique, it must be the resurgence of ancient mystery... it's sorcery..."
He was clearly in a state where his will had been shattered. The others could only continue the pursuit.
Boom boom boom!
Kyoto was in chaos at this moment, with explosions appearing from various corners from time to time.
Some were small explosions caused by black powder, some were explosions from new type of black powder, but there were also some at military and political key locations, as well as minister and troop Station .
These were subjected to bombardments of high-explosive ordnance that completely did not belong to this era.
Even including some infrasound weapons.
This was an attack launched by Kyoto's stubborn old forces, united with Shinto and Onmyoji, in cooperation with Professor and others.
Their core objective, besides causing casualties to Yuhito's forces, was also to bomb the large houses and mansions that might be hiding Ogres.
Now that the sun had risen, as long as the Ogres' hiding places were bombed, no matter how terrifying the Ogre was at night, it would be impossible for it to survive.
The Onmyoji of the prestigious Tsuchimikado Clan, wearing their robes, continuously threw explosives made of black powder around, their faces flushed in the explosions.
In this era, their Onmyoji techniques were ineffective, and even their Shikigami were starting to become uncontrollable. The Meiji Restoration was like a torrent, constantly washing away their glory from the past Heian Era.
But at this moment, holding explosives, they felt as if they had returned to the Heian Era recorded in history, wielding Onmyoji techniques with great deterrent power in every move.
"Haha, the times have changed?"
"Then let's bomb you new generation hunting dogs to death first!"
Professor saw the continuous prompts. Kyoto hid a large number of Ogres. Under the prosperous night, many low-level people unknowingly became food for some Ogres.
But at this moment, continuous prompts of Ogres dying brought them many rewards.
Of course, since many were not killed personally, the reward points were not high, but due to the large number, the harvest was still considerable.
Moreover, at this moment, the strength comparison in the main quest began to change. The strength of the Demon Slayer Corps faction had been increasing. Those old-era aristocratic families who were abandoned by the times for various reasons, especially those linked to religion and mystical power, such as aristocratic families and shrines.
They began to unite because they had a common enemy: Kibutsuji Muzan and Yuhito.
The Ubuyashiki Clan was indeed considered an aristocratic family in the region, having intermarried with Shinto priest families for generations.
But at this moment, even Kyoto's largest shrine, the [Fushimi Inari Shrine], stood on their side.
The suppressions they had suffered before, the family property and land deeds that were annexed, everything was no longer a problem.
Because no matter how much they were abandoned by the times, these aristocratic families, who had monopolized vast wealth for hundreds of years, still possessed deep-rooted advantages.
Almost instantly, the comparison of strength between the two sides returned to a three-to-seven ratio.
Professor knew that as long as Yuhito, the future Emperor, died, the remaining few princes would definitely fall into chaos over the position of the next Emperor.
All political forces would be re-divided.
Some people wanted the power of Kibutsuji Muzan, so there would definitely be people who would choose the side of the Demon Slayer Corps and Shinto, who were hostile to Muzan.
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This is a balance.
Just like the political party forces in many countries, they wax and wane, tending towards parity.
Now... we just need to wait for our monster to kill that future Emperor...
Professor looked towards the center of Kyoto.
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After Bai Cangshu's Martial Arts and Footwork Specializations advanced, his steps were no longer as violent, but his speed was even more terrifying.
As he sprinted, his body was almost tilted, and the air let out a dull whistle.
The Ninja held Yuhito by the back of his neck with one hand. Although his speed was still very fast for ordinary people, feeling the terrifying gust of wind from behind, he knew it was impossible to escape.
He glanced at the inconspicuous wooden house in the distance, and the red moon flag stuck on the door beam.
The Ninja took a deep breath, pushed Yuhito hard, and simultaneously turned around instantly.
"Your Highness, ahead is the hiding place prepared by that lord. With those Demon Moons protecting you, Your Highness can return to Tokyo City."
The Ninja's voice was a little thin. Yuhito heard his loyal personal guard speak like this, and without even a moment to reply, he stumbled forward, running.
But his waist and knees were weak and sore, and he couldn't run fast no matter what.
The black-clothed Ninja had adjusted his breathing at this moment, drew the long sword from his back, and held it vertically in front of him.
Bai Cangshu stopped instantly, his body changing freely between extreme motion and extreme stillness.
He looked at the slender Ninja holding the sword in a unique stance, feeling a little disappointed.
"Aren't you going to perform hand seals?"
"I want to witness what so-called Ninjutsu is like."
The Ninja looked at what was likely the strongest Human Race he had ever seen, exhaled a turbid breath, and then flicked his wrist, throwing a Gantz.
Bai Cangshu's head only tilted two centimeters, allowing the Gantz to miss by a hair's breadth.
Bang!
Black smoke exploded, enveloping Bai Cangshu.
The Ninja instantly charged into the smoke with his sword.
So-called Ninjas are those who endure all extreme environments to carry out assassinations.
Bai Cangshu frowned. His breathing rhythm between his nose and mouth was disrupted. This smoke bomb contained some irritating ingredients.
Bai Cangshu tapped his foot, and his body had already retreated backward, but the next moment, a chill struck from behind him.
Bai Cangshu suddenly bent his waist, leaning his upper body forward, and kicked backward with his right foot like a poisonous dragon.
Pfft!