Synopsis: Infinite Conquest

[Legendary Spell of the Ten Rings, Transformation, Teleportation Element, Pinned to the Sky]

And those rockets were calibrated by Tohsaka Qi, and as the time stop was lifted, they were shot close to Hiruko Hina.

"Wow!"

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Chapter [-] The funeral club rises again (for a reward!)

With the release of the time-stopping technique, the rocket that was moved by Tohsaka Qi wickedly to ten millimeters in front of Hiruko Xiaobina's face smashed at the speed of breaking the sound barrier again.

Not only that, dozens of rockets were placed by Tohsaka Qi in a position close to Hiruko Hina.

"Hey?"

Immediately afterwards, Hiruko Xiaobinai realized in the blink of an eye that the rocket, which was more than ten meters away, had stuck to her face.

"Boom! Boom! Boom—" The missile, which was destroyed by Tohsaka Qi and took away the rocket charge, turned into a hammer of punishment, and slammed hard on Hiruko's face. Beat this ecstatic murderer to the brink of peach blossoms.

Undoubtedly, this is also a kind of bukkake, right?

"Why!" Looking at the direction of the enemy who had disappeared in the blink of an eye, Hiruko Xiaobina wailed. "It's so hard to fight with all your strength, so why interrupt! You bastard!"

Obviously, being interrupted by the slaughter's interest, Hiruko Xiaobina even forgot to use honorifics in grief and anger, but roared at the pieces of ruins.

"Return my hearty battle! The young girl controls the pervert!"

At this point, the hostage rescue operation in Roppongi has come to an end, and with the exception of Hiruko Hina, the attacker, the soldiers of the GHQ and the innocent people of the island country have all been annihilated. It can be said that everyone is happy.

However, the members of the resistance organization of the funeral agency probably won't be very comfortable, right?

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It is located in an abandoned office building in Roppongi, Minato-ku, Tokyo.

On the second basement floor, more than [-] soldiers from the funeral service were sitting together in a group, listening to the 'teaching' of the leader Zangshenya.

In other words, it's just a simple lecture and comfort, and by the way, the spoils are distributed, and the 'support' obtained from the major capitalists and small chaebols is distributed to these hard-working soldiers.

Of course, while receiving assistance, they also had to show their own force. These few soldiers suffered heavy casualties. Five or six people were killed by those chaebols because of this 'seeking assistance' behavior. killed by the guards.

And all the assets and wealth of those chaebols were also 'donated' to the funeral agency, and the whole family died extremely miserably, setting an example for other capitalists.

No matter which country they are in, the power of role models is huge. The remaining capitalists dare not resist, but submit to 'assistance' one by one. The sacrifices of these funeral corps soldiers.

There is a slightly fishy smell in the air. This office building is not the buildings that are still being maintained in the center of Roppongi, but a completely abandoned building. Within the scope of Roppongi, Minato-ku, Tokyo, there are both singing and dancing. The chaebol aristocratic family also has the poor, and the gap between the rich and the poor here is not worse than that of the black milfs in Africa.

Even those in power of the chaebols can arbitrarily kill the poor who are unable to resist, and these poor people will sell everything, including friends and family, just for a 'vaccine'.

In such an environment, they can still devote themselves to the resistance organization. The soldiers of these funeral clubs are by no means valiant warriors, but purely for profit.

Funeral clubs have good treatment and can get high subsidies, especially after the number of people has been greatly reduced, although the danger is greater, but they have also shared more wealth, and robbed those chaebols to get more than half of the funds sent it down.

In times of peace, it would be difficult for them to earn this money even in a lifetime, but it would be meaningless to get it in such a time of war.

With the arrival of the 'Lost Christmas' and the GHQ's massive suppression, the yen has completely depreciated, and each of them has been allocated hundreds of millions of yen, but in fact it is just meaningless waste paper.

The tens of thousands of dollars they have been allocated is the biggest reason to maintain their motivation. In the entire Roppongi area, apart from these endless resistance organizations, few employers will offer tens of thousands of dollars as salary and can get tens of thousands of dollars Knives, even enough to exchange for dozens of vaccines, with which any woman can even enjoy.

It is so cruel here, and it is precisely because the funeral society obeys this cruel rule that it continues to exist in this completely decayed city.

"Cough cough...~"..." Seeing the miscellaneous soldiers who were completely boiled over by distributing the funds for the operation, Zang Shen Ya couldn't help but feel sad.

Because of the sudden reduction in the number of people, the military police force used for internal management had to be cancelled, resulting in no control of these miscellaneous soldiers, and they could only bully the chaebol guards who had no actual combat experience. Facing those GHQ professional soldiers, there is no chance of winning. Word.

However, even so, it is impossible for Chishen Ya to sweep these people out of the house, let alone how the funeral society will protect itself when it loses its armed forces, just these miscellaneous soldiers who peep at the wealth hoarded in the organization will definitely Don't miss the last chance to shave.

Therefore, Tsukigami can only reluctantly stand on the chariot that is about to collapse, waiting to perish with it.

As for the real name of Resurrection Yingman, such a daunting character, Chishen Ya, has not thought about it for a long time. The strength in his hands is simply not enough to accomplish that kind of thing. The damage caused by the virus is also getting worse.

Gently stroked the neck covered by the golden hair, where purple crystals had already appeared, without Yu Qi's blood as a medium, he was completely unable to resist the invasion of this virus.

"..Ugh……"

Sighing in a low voice, Tsukigami gestured to the staff who was counting funds on the side, so he walked out of the house, and the staff quadrant followed him and left the room full of joy.

"Is something wrong? Ya."

"It's very troublesome." Hearing this, Jigshenya said lightly. (De Nuo's) "If this goes on, these mischievous soldiers who are dazzled by their desires will probably find that the firearms in their hands can not only deal with those petty chaebols and capitalists, but also seize wealth from us. Once this kind of thing happens, the funeral society will come to an end, and you and I..."

"I understand, Ya." The quadrant chuckled. "However, we also rose step by step at that time. Even if we rise again, it will not be difficult for you, right?"

"Even if we can rise again, we're running out of time..." With a dignified expression on his face, Zangshenya stepped onto the elevator and, through the bright viewing glass, overlooked the city that was as gray as ruins. "We are already a thorn in GHQ's eyes and thorns in the flesh, not to mention that Tohsaka Qi is disrupting the situation. It is not easy to complete the revival of the funeral club."

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Chapter [-] The Teenager Who Likes to Kill (for a reward!)

"Have you confirmed that the 'Funeral Club' did not appear?"

There was an inexplicable sense of ease in his words. The man who was respected as Major General Yang was posing in the signature posture of Commander Ikari, sitting on the leather swivel chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the office, admiring the bustling pomp under the floor-to-ceiling window.

Roppongi, Minato-ku, Tokyo, is a purgatory for the poor, but it is also a paradise for the powerful.

Here, because of GHQ's control, those with sufficient wealth and power can even do whatever they want, whether it is killing innocent people or robbing civilian women, even if it is not allowed by social morality and the law in the outside world, but In this 'free world', neither will be held accountable.

Roppongi is not only the 'hardest-hit area' of the apocalypse virus outbreak, but also a city of prosperity. It is only the 'fortress' area surrounded by GHQ, which is the real ruins everywhere.