I don't want to be an elf!

"boom------!"

He seemed to want to say something more.

But a loud bang sounded from a distance, making his face instantly serious.

Having experienced the war, he can naturally hear what this sound is.

This is the sound of a military-grade, high-tonnage bomb exploding.

Without hesitation, he quickly walked out.

"this----!"

And when he saw the huge stone monument that collapsed suddenly, his face became even more livid.

He stood frozen in place, as if struck by lightning.

"The Monolith... The Monolith has fallen..."

"What should we do!"

"The monster will kill us all..."

Surrounding them, there were voices of cursed children weeping in fright and fear.

The sobbing of the children brought Tendo Kikunojo back to his mind.

He is still the representative of the Tokyo area and the assistant officer of Lord Shengtianzi.

Then there is only one thing he needs to do.

"Call everyone here, don't panic, organize a defensive operation immediately!"

Years of experience in war and rule made him not hesitate, and immediately issued an order to Shou Xiashi.

Although he has a dolphin factor, his IQ and mentality are much higher than those of his peers, but Shou Xiashi, who is still a child at heart, is also shocked.

After hearing the order from Tendo Kikunoshi, regardless of the relationship between him and Honjou Niya at the moment, he immediately went to find another adult in the shelter, Elder Matsuzaki, and asked him to help gather the cursed children here.

"Are all the cursed children here capable of fighting?"

With a glimmer of hope, Tendo Kikunojo asked Hiruko Kohina beside him.

But then, Hiruko Hina's answer made his heart sink to the bottom.

"No." She shook her head and said, "The only ones who can fight are me and Shou Xiashi."

The cursed sons here are all leftovers selected by the international initial supervisory agency.

In other words, the cursed son who cannot be used in battle.

The only ones who can fight are the two cursed sons who originally belonged to Zhizi Yingyin and General Yi Xiong.

But in the face of the coming beast tide, the power of the two cursed sons is like two pebbles thrown into the sea.

Can't make waves at all.

"Don't forget, there is still a concubine!"

Just when Tendo Kikunojo was desperate, a voice full of vitality came from behind.

Looking back, he froze in place.

"You..." Tendo Kikunojo widened his eyes slightly, "Why are you here?"

At this critical juncture, the person who appeared here was obviously a member of the Tiantong Police Security Company.

Tendo Kisara, Satomi Rentaro, and Aihara Enju.

"Originally, we came to see Erya."

When the enemy met, Tiantongmu showed a cruel smile, and put his hand on the demon knife at his waist: "But now, I want to kill you first."

Her eyes were dangerous, looking up and down at one of the murderers of her parents.

There were five people, and four of them had already paid the price.

Tendo Hinata, Tentong Xuande, Tentong Ximin, and Tentong Heguang who committed suicide this morning.

There is only one left to complete her journey of revenge.

"But now, it seems that it is not the time to kill you."

Glancing at the collapsed boulder in the distance, Tendong Mu took a deeper breath and dissipated the murderous intention he was brewing: "I won't waste my energy on a guy like you. I'll wait until I kill all the primitive gut creatures before I kill him again." you."

"It was Erya who asked us to come."

Satomi Rentaro was more sensible, explaining: "Before going to rescue Shengtianzi, she asked us to come to the shelter, saying that after she rescued Shengtianzi, we will discuss the matter of the Wuxiang Association together."

Afterwards, he gave a wry smile, and looked at the collapsed giant stone tablet in the distance: "But now it seems that the discussion will be postponed a little bit."

Looking at his granddaughter and stepson who wanted to kill him, Tendo Kikunochei's expression did not change.

He is naturally very clear about the strength of these two people.

One is the sword demon of Tendo-style swordsmanship, and the other is a mechanical warrior who is proficient in Tendo-style swordsmanship.

With these two present, the possibility of the shelter being able to survive the first wave of beast horde will be greatly increased.

Soon, the cursed sons of the entire asylum were assembled.

Together with Elder Matsuzaki, they hid in the most central building of the shelter.

Those who are able to fight will surround this building to resist and support each other.

Tendoki held the hilt of the Yaodao Xueying more silently.

Satomi Rentaro holds two guns and is ready to use the [-]-type black stone prosthetic eye inlaid in his left eye at any time.

Lan Yuan Yanzhu's expression was rare and solemn. She put on her special combat boots and jumped up and down to warm up.

Hiroko Hina spun the two swords in her hands, recalling the memory of the battle in her body that had not fought for a long time.

Holding a large-caliber sniper rifle, Shou Xiashi checked the accessories and clips for the last time.

"Little girl, give me your knife."

After sending everyone to a safe place, Tendo Kikunojo did not follow him in. Instead, he came to Hiruko Kohina and stretched out a hand to ask for a weapon.

"you?"

Hiruko Kohina looked suspiciously at Tendo Kikunojo who was starting to have age spots on his face, not only did not give it, but took a step back.

Obviously he didn't want to give his weapon to an old man who would die at any time.

"Kiuzhicheng, you'd better follow me in."

Satomi Rentaro came to him and persuaded him, "Although our relationship is not good, we can't let you wait outside to die alone..."

Tendo Kikunojo narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at his stepson.

The next moment, he raised his arm.

Satomi Rentaro's heart suddenly felt alarming.

But before he could do anything, he just felt dizzy.

For some reason, he was thrown to the ground.

"Stinky boy, don't forget who taught you your Tendo-style fighting technique."

Tendo Kikunojo looked indifferent, and patted the dust in his hands.

It was as if it was only a child who had just been laid down.

Seeing this scene, Tiantongmu snorted even more coldly, and turned his head away.

Satomi Rentaro also stood up quickly, with an embarrassed look on his face, but he didn't continue to persuade.

Hiruko Binet obediently handed him a knife.

Only then did they remember another identity of Tendo Kikunojo.

Perhaps it was because he had abandoned martial arts and entered politics for so many years, and his title as Assistant Officer of the Holy Son of Heaven was so eye-catching that everyone forgot his other title that had not been heard for a long time.

The patron saint who once fought on the front line with countless primitive gut creatures with his flesh and blood, fighting bloody battles to defend Tokyo.

A martial arts prodigy who combines Tendo-style swordsmanship, spearmanship and fighting skills.

Tiantong Wusheng.

"I didn't expect that I would still have a chance to hold the knife."

Looking at the gastral creatures rolling in from a distance and occupying the sky and the earth, Tendo Kikunoshi's face was calm.

He has seen such a scene too many times.

Before the invention of monoliths, this was a scene he saw every day.

Holding a knife in one hand, he fearlessly faced the ferocious primitive gut creatures.

Just like I have done countless times.

He didn't flinch.

Because what stood behind him, what he protected was not the original gut creature, but the people of Tokyo.

Tokyo's future.

Then, as the guardian of the Tokyo area, there is only one thing he needs to do.

On the old man, there was an aura as sharp as a sword rising from the ground.

"Defend the family and the country!"

Facing the monsters in front of him that truly deserved his hatred, Tendo Martial Saint roared.

"Defend the family and the country!"

Chapter 53 This world doesn't need your Gospel two-in-one

When Bentiao Erya brought Sheng Tianzi back to the shelter, the beast tide had stopped.

The outer wall of the containment has been completely destroyed, and 90.00% of the internal buildings have also been reduced to ruins under the iron hooves of the gastrula.

But only the middle one remained intact.

At this moment, after experiencing the first wave of beasts and gaining a short period of safety, the six people who had just fought desperately were seizing the precious time to recover their strength.

"Casualties?"

As soon as he landed, Honjou Niya immediately asked Satomi Rentaro, who had half of his body stained with thick beast blood.

Seeing that the backbone finally came back, Satomi Rentaro's deeply frowning brows finally relaxed a little.

"No one died, this is the best news." Satomi Rentaro replied, "As for the seriously injured..."

He glanced at Tendo Kikunojo, who was hunched over and sitting on the ground with his eyes closed.

As if sensing his stepson's gaze, the old man opened his eyes.

"It's just that I haven't had such intense exercise for a long time, so I'm a little tired."

Tendo Kikunojo waved his hand to show that he was fine.

Although there was no weakness in his voice, there was a hint of sadness mixed with it.

Back then, he was also a warrior who could fight for hours without falling among the army of gastrulation creatures.

But now, after just killing a few dozen primitive gut creatures, he was already too tired to lift the knife.

Sure enough, it is still old.

"Your Excellency Tiantong?"

The voice of the Holy Emperor sounded, with surprise that everyone could hear: "You...protected the Cursed Son here?"

"Master Sheng Tianzi, it's great to see you come back safely."

Only then did he notice that the Holy Emperor was here, and Tendo Kikunouchi's expression was obviously much more relaxed, and he said calmly: "You happen to be here, so you can't leave all the work to the young people, right? I'm not old enough yet. Still protected."

His answer shocked the Son of Heaven.

It was like meeting this old man for the first time.

"Master Shengtianzi, do you know why the huge stone monument suddenly collapsed?" Satomi Rentaro asked the question that everyone wanted to know, "Didn't you say this morning that there is at least half a month before the huge stone monument collapses?" Is it time?"