Murakami was very strong. He came from a samurai family in Japan, and had exquisite sword skills before he joined the Hand. When he was young, he met Mrs. Gao by chance, and was convinced by her strength, so he was willing to join the Hand as a lackey.
He did a good job, and quickly became one of the leaders of the Hand under Mrs. Gao. As we all know, people with strength often had ambition to match it. Murakami was the same. So, after sensing Mrs. Gao's super strength and no longer pursuing "hegemony," Murakami had a new idea.
Faced with life, some people chose to submit, and some chose to resist. Murakami chose the third path. He wanted to step out of the shackles of mortal life and enter another realm.
Even if he still knew nothing about that realm.
Bang!
Murakami's body smashed into the ground like a meteor, causing a crater to appear on the surface of the ground that was occupied by the dark energy. A sharp blade shining with a dim light in the air almost brushed past his face and pierced into the dark energy. It was a broken blade, and the katana in his hand was only half of a katana.
"You don't look as strong as you appear."
Saber walked over to him with the Blackfire hammer and looked down at him. "I didn't even use a third of my strength … and you fell."
"You're Mrs. Gao's subordinate, aren't you?"
Saber flicked his finger. "Look at your angry and hateful eyes. You're far inferior to her … Whether it's strength or willpower, do you think you're very firm?"
Bang!
The war hammer smashed down, and the sharp blade at the top of the hammer easily pierced through the dark energy on the surface of Murakami's body. It pierced into his flesh and shattered his bones. Blood, covered in dark mist, scattered everywhere. Murakami's body struggled madly, but his shattered left leg was pinned to the ground by Seiber, and he couldn't move at all.
"You're so weak …"
There was also the unceremonious humiliation from his opponent. All of this made Murakami feel as if he was experiencing a hell that he could never escape from. He was easily defeated when he thought he was at his strongest. For a proud person like him, it was like an unbearable humiliation. There was also the pain from his body. These two forces intertwined and rushed into his body, destroying his last resistance.
"No! Stop talking! Stop talking!!! Ahhh!! "
He clutched his head and howled. The thick dark energy around him flickered like a wild beast. "Kill me! Don't let me suffer such humiliation! "
"Hey!"
Saber squatted down and reached out to pat his face, forcibly fixing his hideous face in place. Under his helmet, the pair of dancing flames in his eyes were cruel. He was clearly enjoying this moment.
"You asked for all your humiliation. If this is all you have, then what gave you the confidence to challenge me directly? Obviously … you have something else to rely on, right? "
Saber turned his head and glanced at the female body floating in the darkness. The energy around him was getting thicker and thicker. The smell of the fog monster that he saw once in Gotham was very clear now. He shrugged and looked at Murakami again.
"We don't have much time left. Weakling, let us proceed with the last task."
"Look, my … eyes!"
Murakami desperately tried to resist, but he had been completely defeated. He could not resist the power that was similar to the "Spirit of Speech". He opened his eyes. The fog that covered his face was pushed away by the power of the hellfire, revealing his eyes that were filled with despair.
"Yes, that's it. Don't resist!"
Saber's voice sounded. The next moment, the memory from Murakami's soul appeared before his eyes. Like flipping through a book, he quickly skipped over the meaningless trifles and went straight to the most important memory. It was the image of Murakami communicating with a mysterious person in a dark study room.
The person's face was not in the image, which meant that Murakami did not know who that person was. However, there was one thing that left a deep impression on him. The person who came to deliver the information on behalf of the organization called "Hydra" was very cold. His left arm was a special metal arm. It was no different from an ordinary person's arm. It was even more flexible, but there was a red pentagram symbol on his left arm.
It was very, very conspicuous.
This was a very important piece of information. Saber nodded in satisfaction. However, just as he was about to delve into the memory to find out more about the "Hydra", all the memory images in front of him were like a collapsing quicksand tower. Under the influence of the gray energy, they dissipated at an extremely fast speed.
Saber's will returned to his body, and then he saw Murakami's body burning in the flames in front of him.
This Japanese with great ambition and wild fighting spirit died just like that. He died without any dignity. He died like a speck of ash. No one would care about him at all.
Saber moved his wrist and grabbed the warhammer standing on the side. He turned around and looked at the woman who had fallen to the ground. He noticed that the statue of the strange giant beast that was originally floating behind the darkness had disappeared silently, as if it had been weathered.
It was as if it had completed its mission.
"Hey, let me guess. You're Black Sky?"
Saber rubbed his chin with his fingers and looked at the woman standing in the darkness with a special posture. She looked very young and seemed to be an ordinary girl. She was wearing a black sports vest and tights, which outlined the woman's almost perfect figure very clearly. She had black hair that reached her waist and a pair of black eyes. Her gaze looked clear, as if she was not under control.
In the face of Saber's question, the somewhat confused girl shook her head.
"I … I'm not. I'm … I'm Erica Christina Hugo. I just … just …"
She raised her hands somewhat nervously and placed them in front of her eyes. Her ten fingers danced nimbly in the air, even leaving behind afterimages. Clearly, this girl had been bestowed with a special power, but she herself was unaware of it.
"What … what's going on?"
Erica felt the power pulsing in her body and the voice that accompanied the surging power. That will did not control her. It was just telling her that there was something she had to do …
"I have to do something … It said that I have to do it."
Erica rubbed her forehead in annoyance. She raised her head and looked at Seiber with a strange, bloodthirsty and chaotic look on her face.
"Yes, I have to do it … Please, give me your life, okay?"
Buzz.
Erica's figure disappeared the moment her voice fell. Even Saber's senses could not detect her presence. It was as if she had really blended into the darkness. Saber looked around with a disdainful look on his face.
"Tsk, I'm still under control? There seems to be a second personality … It's really … "
Clang.
The sharp pitchforks brushed past Seber's cheek and slashed at his back, but he dodged to the side. His fist naturally punched backward, but it didn't materialize. In the next moment, he felt a sharp pain from his back. Erica's pitchforks had pierced into his back from both sides. The girl seemed to have split into two shadows. Clearly, the one in front of Seber was fighting like a madwoman, but the one behind him was still free to move around.
Swoosh.
Saber's war hammer swept across the dark air. The two Ericas disappeared in an instant. When they reappeared, they were one again. She clamped her round legs around Saber's neck in a very ambiguous position. Her flexible arms and body supported herself on the ground. With the special power that escaped from the surface of her body, she "pulled" Saber's body out of the ground and smashed it hard on the ground behind him.
Bang!
A cloud of dust rose into the air as Seiber lay in the dark crater he had created. He seemed to be very satisfied. He tossed his warhammer to the side and spread out his arms. He looked at Erica who was standing in front of him with a teasing look in his eyes.
"Listen to me, girl. If this is all the power the beast gave you, I suggest you run. You can't win, and you will … die!"
Erica stood at the edge of the pit with her hands on her waist. It seemed that just as Saber said, a new personality had been born in this body because of the beast's power. She had a wanton smile on her face. She spread her hands. The power of the shadows swallowed and spat on her fists, forming two shadow blades that were between material and incorporeal. She slashed the blades across the air, tearing cracks in the darkness.
"But I don't think you're hard to deal with …"
Swoosh.
Saber's figure disappeared in the pit. Under the activation of the power of darkness, his body appeared in front of Erica like a shadow. The newly appeared Erica was shocked. She was about to break free, but the ferocious claws had already gripped her neck. Saber tilted his head and looked at her.
"Not hard to deal with? You mean … like this? "
Crack.
Erica's neck was easily twisted into a twisted arc. Her body twitched, and her life was suddenly sucked out. Saber threw her to the ground like a broken doll. The latter glanced at the corpse and nodded.
"Yes, you're indeed not hard to deal with."
He watched as a shadow-like mist spread out from Erica's body and wrapped her body as she stood up from the ground. Her grotesquely twisted neck shook for a while before returning to its original state. Erica's unconscious eyes blinked abruptly. She touched her neck subconsciously.
She looked at Saber with a look of indifference in her eyes.
"How cruel! Did you kill me just now? "
"Yes."
Seiber nodded. In the next moment, he appeared in front of Erica again and pierced her heart with his sharp claws. He whispered into the girl's ear, "Don't worry, Erica, Erica.
"And I'm going to kill you again … No, I mean, many times …"
"I don't think the Hand spent hundreds of years on a parasite that can be killed so easily. The Black Sky, which requires the stacking of precious dragon bones and the will of a beast, represents the efforts of hundreds of years and several generations."
With a wave of his claw, Esper threw Erica's battered body far away. He watched as the bloodied body smashed onto the ground and said in a low voice, "That's right.
"You have many secrets on you, Miss Hugo. However, we don't have much time to waste. Therefore, let me see what death after death can bring to you. What can it bring to you? Let's see what's different about you as a carrier of a beast … "
"To be honest, this stacking of pain that seems to never have an end, this joy of decrypting it bit by bit … I'm really looking forward to it."
Boom!
The black figure broke through the air and rushed to Saber. He crossed his huge demon claws and blocked the sudden attack. Feeling the power from the furious Erica's fists, Saber's eyes lit up.
"Your strength is greater than before, and you also seem to be more agile. So, every time you die, your strength will increase a little? Very good, the first secret is revealed. "
Bang bang bang bang!
The heavy punches landed on Saber's claws one after another, but they couldn't make him take a step back. On the contrary, the moment Erica's attack paused, Saber took a step back, waved his left hand, and a silver-white pistol appeared in his hand. He pulled the trigger less than two meters away.
Bang!
Erica's skull was blown open by the invincible adamantium bullet, and she flew far away under the impact.
"Then die again … Let me see how far you can go!"
"Don't disappoint me! Black Sky … "
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