Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

In just a few minutes, the enemy had been completely wiped out. Arnold stood on the school playground, looked at the corpses around him that gradually disappeared after being dealt with by him, and put away the handcuffs.

As the chief of the National Secret Intelligence Department, of course he would not be so naive as to think that the enemy just sent some cannon fodder over knowing that this is the tenth Yunshou's site. Arnold slowly stepped over the corpses on the ground and walked in one direction .

Arnold walked to the side of the teaching building. This is a relatively remote place. Although it is not far from the playground, you can even see the school gate. This place is also facing the window of the chairman's office.

Arnold went to the side of the grass and squatted down, pushed the grass away, and saw only half of the fragments left.It was the one that had just flown out of the chairman's room, and it was the only fragment that escaped his flames.

'The pieces are slowly disappearing. "Arnold looked at the fragments without any expression on his face, and his murderous look was more indifferent than usual," but judging from the small space fluctuations around him, it wasn't the reason for being destroyed by power, but being teleported somewhere . '

If you look carefully, you can still see the inconspicuous orange light on the fragments, which is the power of Dakong belonging to the tenth world.

Purple flames ignited out of thin air, gradually surrounding the fading fragments.

Arnold reached out to hold the fragment, and the fragment stopped being transmitted under the isolation of the cloud attribute flame, and the remaining half did not disappear again. Arnold put the fragment away, turned it into a flame and returned to the Vongola gear.

And at this time, Bing Sheng's was temporarily used as a temporary base somewhere. The man who had just returned from Xanxus was holding a flame that was darker than the general flame of the sky, and his face was always full of gentleness. There was a trace of sincerity in the smile, but for some reason it seemed even more weird.

"Report, report..." A person who seemed to be a man's subordinate walked in with his head down, "M-Master, the power of the pillar of the world has been brought back."

"Oh? Show me?" This news was obviously good news for him.but……

"Because, because of the prevention of Vengley's first cloud guardian, I only got a little bit." He took out a box tremblingly, opened it, and there were only a little bit of irregular fragments in it, with big empty spots on it. The flame was extremely weak, as if it would dissipate in the next second.

"..." The man was silent for a while, then he took two steps forward and lifted his hand slightly, took the box, and said with a smile, "It's okay, these should be enough, thank you for your hard work, you can go back and rest first."

"Yes, yes! Thank you, sir!" The subordinate said excitedly, his eyes full of gratitude.It's just that he didn't see that the pattern wrapped around the man's neck suddenly seemed to come alive, spreading up a little bit, while the pattern on his body disappeared a little unconsciously, the expression on the man's face remained unchanged, and even With the usual gentleness.

The man didn't put too much thought on what was equivalent to a dead person in his heart. He looked at the box and carefully extracted the power belonging to the World Pillar from the fragments.

"Is it just this little?" The man murmured to himself, even though there was no one around, he still had a gentle smile on his face, like a trustworthy leader, but the very soft voice carried Obvious displeasure and impatience, "Forget it, this should be fine."

The man said so, and slowly walked in one direction, getting more and more remote, and the surrounding environment gradually became dim. After walking for an unknown amount of time, he stopped in front of an iron gate.

It was a huge iron gate, rusty, but extremely strong.If you look carefully, you can see some unusual and weird colors on the iron gate, some are sprayed, and there are also large pieces, which seem to be printed on it that can never be erased.

The man slowly opened the iron door, but the iron door was not locked. I don't know if it was because he felt that the people inside would no longer have the strength or consciousness to walk out by themselves.

He walked in slowly, "Long time no see, how are you doing recently?" The man asked knowingly, looking at the person who was tied tightly to the wooden cross.

That person lowered his head, with scars of varying degrees on his body, including knife wounds, burns, and even a penetrating wound close to the heart. If it weren't for the faint sound of breathing, no matter who it is, I am afraid that no matter who it is, they will only think that this person has died. dead.

The man in chains did not respond.The man didn't mind either, he just said to himself, "I need your help with something."

As soon as the man finished speaking, the body of the chained man began to tremble, and the chains wrapped around his hands made the sound of metal clashing. He slowly raised his head, and a hoarse voice came out from his trembling lips, completely inaudible. With his original voice, "You...cough!"

As soon as he uttered a word, he began to cough violently, and bright red blood was coughed up. The man frowned and took a step back to avoid it, but it was still unavoidable to be stained with the blood he coughed up.

The man looked at the bright red marks on his clothes, his eyes flashed displeasure, his tone was not as gentle as it was at the beginning, but it seemed more real than before, "You don't need to be so excited, anyway, you won't be so excited next time." Conscious."

The bound man wanted to say something, but he only coughed violently. Given his current physical condition, he could no longer say a word.

"Then, let's start." The man sent all the two kinds of power he just got into the bound person's body.

The locked person was forced to accept a power that was too powerful for him at this time. It could be said that his tattered body was forcibly stuffed with power that did not belong to him. Knowing why the fusion was exceptionally smooth, the two forces entered his body without any hindrance.

For this strange situation, the person who brought the power did not have any unnecessary surprises.Although it is indeed a bit strange to say that there is no rejection at all, these two are the world pillars belonging to the main world and the power of the sky supported by the world line.

Dakong is inclusive of everything, so there will not be much surprise for this situation, let alone...

The man looked at the locked person with a strange smile on his face. After the black power with a disgusting breath was integrated into the locked person's body, he followed the chain a little bit. Little by little penetrated into the wound on his body, "What's more, the person who accepts these two kinds of power is the pillar of the world in another world." This is Sawada Tsunayoshi in another world who also has the power of Daiku.

The power with an uncomfortable breath seeped into Sawada Tsunayoshi's body, he struggled violently, and after an unknown amount of time, the struggling movement stopped slowly, and his body became weak again.