Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

No matter how troublesome it is, what needs to be done still needs to be done.

Although the blood of the Wei clan has been collected, and even the soul of the Wei clan as an auxiliary material, it is impossible to restore the three worlds immediately.

First of all, apart from the main world, the souls of the supporters of the world lines in other worlds have varying degrees of damage, and it takes a certain amount of time to repair, and secondly, the Vengley Ring in the third world also needs time to upgrade. Finally, he also needs Time to make early preparations, especially to find a way to hold back the Dangerous Clan, so as to avoid repairing the world halfway through, and the Dangerous Clan's people suddenly appear and interrupt the restoration.

Once the repair is interrupted, it is very difficult to proceed a second time, especially the Dangerous Clan will be vigilant.

"Is time the most lacking?" Vento looked through the window and looked into the distance, that direction is the direction of the passage, "It's time for them to make a move."

On the other side of the passage, the edge of the Weizu area.

A forest of bone-like trees surrounds the old castle in the middle, crows with pitch-black feathers make ominous calls, and the swamp gas from the swamp shrouds this area even "our own people" don't want to step into it like a mist , so that there is no trace of living people in this area, and it maintains a gloomy and weird atmosphere all year round.

Inside the Gothic-style castle, the complex and gorgeous decoration makes the interior of the castle even more empty. The luxurious crystal lamp hangs high in the center of the hall, emitting dazzling light, but it makes people feel in an illusion.

Deep in the castle, in the central room, there is a black coffin with a very familiar badge and a Roman numeral representing ten.

That was Vongola's family crest, but someone had marked a big cross on it with an unknown red liquid.

This room is also so gorgeous that it feels unreal. The decorations and carved lines on any piece of furniture can reflect their dignity. Except for the coffin in the center, everything in this room represents everything. Almost everyone's dream.

And on the east side of this room, there is a huge balcony with plants that should not exist here. The wide balcony is occupied by different kinds of green plants. The balcony full of vitality and the luxurious but empty room are like Two worlds co-exist in this weird old castle incompatible.

In the center of the balcony, on the white round table, there are steaks still oozing with blood, and the tall glasses are filled with bright red liquid, exuding a fragrance that is too sweet for their owners.

Beside the round table, the owner of the ancient castle was not in a hurry to enjoy the food he had prepared. He sat lazily on the white chair, with his right hand resting on the armrest, and casually looked at the ancient book in his left hand.

The black suit looked extremely close to him, and the wide black cloak covered his slender body. The occasional fangs revealed his identity. The color of his eyes was exactly the same as that of the owner of the coffin, but it was supposed to represent warmth Brown eyes, but there was no trace of emotion on him.

The same short brown hair, under the sunlight that shouldn't be here, seemed to soften his whole body.

Click.

The door of the room was opened, and a small, two-headed baby walked in, without any expression on his face, casually glanced at the black coffin in the center, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

The little baby didn't see the person who should be there in the room, but without too many doubts, he went straight to the balcony.

"Brother." With an unwavering tone, no emotion can be seen on his face, which is almost exactly the same as that of the person on the balcony, and his brown eyes are unusually hollow, like a marionette. "My lord father said, this time by We take care of the little mice that sneak in."

There was no ups and downs in even the tone, which made people feel fear for no reason.It's just that the people on the balcony don't seem to have this feeling.

"Why?" The man called brother asked back, but his expression was casual, as if he didn't want to get an answer. He picked up the goblet on the table, took a sip of the red liquid inside, and his eyes flashed suspiciously. The feeling of disgust, it seems that the "drink" did not satisfy him, and it seems to be due to other reasons.

The wide cloak slipped slightly with his movements, revealing the token hanging on his waist, and the bright red seven represented his identity.

"My lord father said that the ones who broke in this time are the children of the rainbow from the main world." The little baby took out a token that was one size smaller from his arms, and he was six.

"That is to say, is that your goal?" Qi put down the goblet, seeming to have no appetite, and looked out at the dry bone forest, with a faint voice and vague memories in his eyes.

"Yes." Liu seemed to just come over to inform, reminding his brother not to interfere with his prey, and then he seemed to glance at the goblet unintentionally, and there was no shortage of liquid in it.

"I will bring back the blood of the Rainbow Son to you." Six paused, and left the room after saying each word. He didn't pause for a moment when he passed the coffin in the center.

"...ha." Qi was still sitting on the seat, with lowered eyes, covering up the emotions in his eyes, looking at the "food" on the table, and sneered, "It's so ridiculous, Sawada Tsunayoshi..."

The black coffin still maintains its original appearance, and only its owner knows what is sealed inside.

Outside the Dry Bones Forest, just as they received the order, the Rainbow Children of the main world, who had recovered to their 6 or 7-year-old bodies, had been teleported to this area.

Except Yoni.

"Hey, Reborn." Scaru looked quite upset, and stared at Reborn in the direction of the castle through the helmet, "What are we here for, can we talk about it now?"

Anyone who is suddenly dragged to a dangerous place to perform a mission will be angry if this person doesn't say what the specific mission is. Although it's not like he didn't do this type of mission when he was deceived by that masked bastard a long time ago, but this time But came to the enemy's base camp!This is the base camp of the enemy! ! !

"That's right kola." Colonello was fully equipped, carrying his best rifle on his back, which had been modified by Vento's friendship, "Reborn, it's all here now, so there's no need to hide it."

"Really, I still want to study the power of Sawada Tsunayoshi." Verdi pushed his glasses, and being forcibly pulled out of the ocean of knowledge made him quite dissatisfied with his desires, and his desires were not satisfied at all.

"mu~ How much is the salary?" Mamon was obviously more concerned about another question.

"Well, Reborn can't be blamed for this." Feng came out to smooth things over, "Actually, we don't know the specific mission content."

"What?!" Lal yelled.

"Vento just told us that our main purpose this time is to delay the time for the people in the three worlds, but how to do it depends on ourselves." Feng was also quite puzzled about the requirements of this task, and it was only as a way to let them recover their bodies. Despite the price, they still came, "Vento only told us part of the information about the two high-ranking members of the Dangerous Clan, but did not elaborate on the real mission content."

Reborn handed over the job of explaining to Feng, and then looked in the direction of the castle, completely unable to see his thoughts from his eyes.

'When you see them, you'll know. '

This is the original words of Vento.

"It's really incomprehensible." Verdy pushed his glasses displeased, this strange task method reminded him of bad memories.

"What?! Isn't that the same as that time?!!!" Scaroo yelled.

"It really makes people have a bad feeling." Lal frowned.

"That's right kola." Colonello also felt bad.

"Let's go." Reborn interrupted them, walking first. "We don't have time."