Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

Putting on a set of casual clothes, Huang Quan took out the alchemy tools placed in the safe house.

The sword comes from Japan and is an ancient sword with a long history and legend.

It has a great reputation in Japanese mythology. It is said that it was once controlled by the Hojo family and defeated countless monsters, large and small.

——Onimaru Kunizuna.

This weapon was owned by the first ruling family, Hojo Tokimasa, during the Kamakura Shogunate era in Japanese history.

In this world of dragons where the characters with names and surnames in history are generally of mixed race, the first ruler Hojo Tokimasa is naturally not a simple thing.

After conducting archaeological research, Bai Mo determined that his bloodline strength was at the level of the Shadow Emperor, and that he was a monster on the same level as Uesugi Koshi.

According to archaeological and modern surveys, Bai Mo determined that the demons killed in dreams recorded in history were actually the traditional Japanese method of killing those high-risk degenerate hybrids who had gone berserk like demons.

This sword is stained with an unknown amount of hybrid blood, and its strength is naturally comparable to, or even superior to, the Spider Kiri and Dojiri in Minamoto's hands.

Of course, the price Qi paid to dig out this weapon was also huge, and the payment was also very heavy.

Huang Quan pulled out this alchemical knife that looked like a tachi. Her bloodline strength comparable to A+ level allowed her to pull out the dusty alchemical knife.

The next moment, the living spirit sealed in the sword began to verify the holder's bloodline.

Just like the Seven Deadly Sins, only the Dragon King can completely pull them out and then wield them freely. The same is true for this weapon. Without the corresponding bloodline strength and spiritual strength, it can suppress a living being who is ready to kill its master at any time. I am afraid that after pulling out the sword, it will become a madman who only knows killing.

"Quiet." Huang Quan said one word after another in dragon language, suppressing the active spirit.

"This weapon is enough to deal with the upcoming situation." Huang Quan flicked the sword as he secretly thought about possible super-version enemies.

Huang Quan put Onimaru Kunizuna into the scabbard and controlled the elements to strengthen the alchemy circle engraved on the scabbard.

Not long after, Onimaru Kunitsuna had completely lost the elemental fluctuations that hybrids could sense. It was now like a modern defensive craft product.

After putting the knife in his bag and fully armed with sniper rifles and other equipment, Huang Quan left the safe house.

Walking on the road, Huang Quan paused.

At this time, she had determined through the other Bai Mo's vision that someone was following her.

‘The Gattuso family? ’

'Or a wild hybrid? ’

The pace quickened and Huang Quan quickly left the street.

At this time, behind her, a black man wearing a hip-hop T-shirt was holding a mobile phone in his hand.

"Is it her?" Next to the black man was a thin, monkey-like man.

"Yes, the reward on the hunter website is worth 30 million US dollars."

At the end, the black man's face showed uncontrollable greed.

"Is there any danger?" The thin monkey man said uncertainly: "There is so little information."

"Of course, so I hypnotized a nearby gang, and they will go find trouble for her." The black man shook the bracelet on his wrist.

This is an alchemy tool that has the idea of ​​amplifying people's thoughts. It is a product that consumes a lot of money but often has very low effects.

The thin monkey nodded, and then he released his word spirit, Mingzhao, to wrap himself and the black man in black shadow again.

At this time, the two people entered the shadows silently, and even the surveillance camera could not capture the two people.

As the black man expected, after amplifying people's desires and thoughts, and those emotions breaking away from the constraints of reason, a nearby gang blocked the underworld at the entrance of an alley.

The leader of this group of people was a gangster with a purple hair on his forehead.

This group of gangsters blocked Huang Quan with steel pipes and daggers in their hands. The one who looked like the boss raised his eyebrows at Huang Quan with a wicked smile.

"money."

Simple English that expresses what they mean.

You look like a water fish to me, could you sponsor me some beautiful Franklin Green Tickets?

"Bang." The sound of a pistol going off.

The next second, the boss fell straight to his knees, his hands covering his heart, and blood dripping from his lips.

In front of him, Huang Quan turned the revolver in his hand, his eyes neither happy nor sad, as calm as the deep sea.

The sound of the shooting just now was made by the revolver.

Such a straightforward behavior naturally caused these people to flee like hozens scattered after a tree fell.

"Run." A gangster shouted, and then people everywhere ran away in different directions.

Huang Quan turned to look at a nearby camera that was just pointing here, and whispered: "Trouble."

None of the hybrids who can hang out in the hunter website are stupid, and they will never do anything like provoking the superiors.

Maybe there are mixed-race people who feel that they are the protagonists because of their spiritual and superhuman qualities, but after such people are severely beaten by reality, they will either die, or they will honestly act as Voldemort who engages in conspiracy.

Such as the black man and the thin monkey man.

When they determined that there was so little information, their first reaction was to conduct a "test" to determine Huang Quan's abilities in all aspects.

Mingzhao hides his location and follows and monitors from a distance.

The alchemy props that disturb the mind are used to provoke nearby gangs and let them test Huangquan's level.

Using force to fight and use momentum to deduce results has long been a familiar way for the two of them.

Huang Quan put away his weapon, turned and left.

Not long after she left, the two of them stood in a surveillance blind spot not far from Huang Quan's position.

At this time, the thin monkey man canceled Yanling Mingzhao, and then he took out the medicine from his arms to calm his body.

Not every mixed-race awakened word spirit can be used as an instinct. The group of people in Cassell Academy are only a minority in the mixed-race world.

Factors such as a weak bloodline, complicated speech spirits, or too high strength of speech spirits will cause some mixed-races to use their speech spirits to cause harm to their own bodies.

He is one of them.

"How is it?" the thin monkey man asked.

"Very strong, with a bloodline of at least B level." The black man shook his cell phone.

It was the video of Huang Quan's shooting on his mobile phone. The speed, agility, and accuracy shown in the video gave him an initial "estimate" of Huang Quan's strength.

"Do you want to do it or not?" the black man asked the people around him.

"Thirty million, we can't let it go."

Money moves people's hearts.

"Okay, then..."

The next moment, a bullet as powerful as an armor-piercing bullet tore the black man into two pieces in front of the thin monkey man.

Blood, internal organs, and broken red, green, purple, and yellow splattered all over the skinny monkey man. The high-speed whistling wind caused his eyes to be blinded by a wave of blood.

Before the thin monkey man could react, a sound sounded in his ears like a scythe swung by the god of death.

“Hunter website…”

The butcher's knife fell and his corpse fell.

Huang Quan looked at the corpse cut into several pieces with his own knife, feeling neither happy nor sad.

A sniper rifle fired at close range, still with an alchemical warhead. One is to draw out Onimaru Kunitsuna's murderous sword skill.

Two ordinary members of the hunter website died as a matter of course.

"Hunter website, 30 million reward." Huang Quan looked at the content displayed on the phone that fell to the ground, the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

At this moment, she seemed to be not only looking at her phone, but also at the employer who issued the reward.

Thank God for the otaku's reward, and I also ask for more reading