Villain: God-level comprehension, forbidden emperor's son at the beginning

The old man was very happy.

"Brother Souzo received a text message today... inviting him to fight! He should be planning to solve the problem alone later!"

"What?" The black-haired well-behaved boy exclaimed.

As the first initial sword of their Honmaru, Souzo Sawamonji has already been trained to the maximum level, and because of the style collapse, it is different from the general maximum level.

The strength has been improved by more than a little bit, at least it can play 200% of the strength of the general maximum level Souzo Sawamonji.

In this case——

Someone invited him, he must be crazy!

"It's not very smart!" Xiaoye Sawamonji nodded while holding the persimmon.

Not accepting any criticism is already a great joy for Niou, and he doesn't care about the small details. Because - Souzo Sawamonji just told him a tricky thing!

"My Lord, after you left today, the sword that was originally lying in the medicine pool in the hand room suddenly moved -"

Ryo was stunned.

"What is that -"

The only thing he put in the medicine pool and has been soaking until now is the Sword of Damocles!

And it is the most violent sword of the Red King -

"What happened?" Ryo said seriously, "What is the situation now?"

"At that time, a group of katana just finished their mission, so they saw the specific situation clearly!" Souzo Sawamonji described it in detail.

The medicine pool, like milky bone soup, rolled up red waves from the bottom, accompanied by a gurgling sound, and in a few blinks of an eye, the entire medicine pool was instantly dyed red.

Now it has completely turned from the initial light red to red -

While talking, Ryo has arrived at the door of the hand room.

The small house has the most traditional paper door in Japan, and many small grids are divided on the door. The white paper was glowing red at this moment, and it was obvious that the scene inside was not optimistic.

Ren Wang frowned, took a deep breath, and opened the door with a splash——

What he saw was the bright red color, and the pool water was still bubbling, as if the whole pool of water was boiled?

The power of the Red King was extremely violent, and the Sword of Damocles he used was not a good thing.

Ren Wang thought about it for a while, and still waved his hand to let Souzo Sawamonji retreat.

"My Lord——" Souzo Sawamonji immediately shouted.

How could he? How could he escape at this time? ! !

"Souzo, this is my order!" The young man looked back, and his pair of clear green eyes dissolved a touch of golden light under the penetration of the red light!

It was like a high god coldly informing a god of a lower rank than him——

Looking at Souzo Sahimori's stunned look, Niou couldn't help rubbing his eyes again, "This is the sword I brought back, he won't hurt me... Don't worry!"

Then he waved his hand, and Souzo Sahimori's spiritual power was provided by Niou, and there was no power to resist at all.

The pink-haired man was pushed out by him, looking at the tightly closed door of the hand-entry room.

The man who was no longer gloomy in this Honmaru had dark eyes for the first time.

Souzo Sahimori: "..."

There is no way to resist with the power of Fusangshen alone... Is that right?

Then——

...

Indoors.

Niou carefully observed the rolling red waves...

The red color is extremely bright, and it does not make people feel scared like snow. Just like the vigorous and bright red sun, born in the fire of the sun, falling into this human hot spring pool.

Ren Wang smiled slightly, leaned over the pool and looked again and again, then sat down gently with his hands on his shoulders, "If you don't change back, I will go and fish you out myself--"

After the words fell, half a while passed, and the water in the pool did not change at all.

The white-haired boy smiled even more, pulled up his arm sleeves, carefully rolled them up and tied them up, and gently lowered his eyes. With a dive, his arm was directly poked into the water.

At this moment, the red pool water, as if frightened, rolled violently. Originally, there were only small bubbles in the middle, but now it was like boiling water at 120 degrees, bubbling everywhere.

Ren Wang fumbled calmly with a wooden face. The medicinal bath pool was so small that the swords and knives at the bottom of the pool would be exposed after hearing a few words. He was still an ordinary sword now.

Facing his movable hands, he had no resistance at all and was easily fished out of the water!

This is a miniature Damocles sword!

Each sword of Damocles has its own appearance and style.

The Silver King is solemn and simple, while the Gold King shines with golden light.

Majestic.

And this third Red King's Sword... was like a flame that was suddenly condensed and frozen when it was burning, forming its current gorgeous and magical color and shape.

The Sword of Damocles, which has been shrunk to the size of a normal sword, is even more exquisite and gorgeous.

He fished it out with his left hand and held it with his right hand. The red sword had its own heat and quickly dried the moisture on his hand.

His thin white hands touched the entire sword body from top to bottom. Nioh couldn't help but murmured, "...It's so warm!"

It was as if I could hear the heartbeat!

Niou is in a trance, yes...

The Sword of Damocles bore countless lives, and only 1/700,000 of him was left.

This sword is as simple as the sword of the Red King, and it is the only thing left on the battlefield besides him!

"Gui~" King Ni couldn't help but soften, and asked softly with his eyes, "Are you willing to be my sword?"

The first time, I ignored his thoughts and brought the sword back directly. Now……

The magma that was originally immersed suddenly became shiny, and the great sage's face and body were filled with red light, just like the sun that instantly rose to the top of his head. The rays were brilliant and illuminated the entire small room. The white paper windows were also stained.

Compared with the reddish color just now, the red light is now strong, and the white color is completely submerged and turned into a member of the rising sun.

This kind of color...

The swordsmen waiting outside couldn't help but murmur to themselves, "It's like the sun!"

Some people breathed a sigh of relief.

"This kind of power shouldn't cause great damage!"

The Lord is safe.

…

The Sword of Damocles did not transform in the end.

The reason is unknown, but——Nioh is not in a hurry. Since you can feel the heartbeat of the sword, other problems are not a problem.

As long as you take it seriously, everything will definitely return to its best ending!

only……

He is calm, but people outside are not calm.

In Barbaro's bar.

Zhou Fangzun had veins on his head and bloodshot eyes since noon, and there was no sign of stagnation until the evening.

Generally speaking, this situation means that Zhou Fangzun's energy is about to explode, but for some reason - the explosion is inexplicably stuck in his throat, neither rising nor falling, which is uncomfortable!

"...What the hell is going on!" Misaki Yata said unhappily.

Zhou Fangzun felt uncomfortable like this. Not only did he feel uncomfortable, but everyone around him who was connected to his power also felt uncomfortable.

Misaki Yata, the most explosive person in the Red Clan, was so suppressed that she wanted to kick the door directly.

He tugged at his collar irritably and looked around. Everyone was breathing heavily like a beast about to explode. The young man who looked like a teenager raised his arms and shouted, "Let's go, find a place where there is no one and fight!"

"Hatta, stop!" Kusanagi Izumo took out the cigarette butt, lit the spark, and took a deep puff to stop him.

"Brother Zun is in an unstable state now, why are you causing trouble?"