pjbooks Chapter 190 The Grim Reaper Descends Upon Kitahara Heavy Industries
Chapter 190 The Grim Reaper Descends Upon Kitahara Heavy Industries
"Who are you?"
Seeing the silver-haired boy walking towards the building, the two security guards frowned and asked sternly.
"Kitahara Heavy Industries: Unauthorized personnel are prohibited from entering!"
"Kid, get out of here..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
Their eyes turned grayish-white, and they fell straight forward.
Two combat-type second-tier martial artists died instantly.
Seeing this scene.
The other security guards' expressions changed instantly, and they all pulled out weapons from thin air.
"Enemy attack!"
"Stop right there!"
"Who exactly are you...?"
The silver-haired boy vanished from their sight in a flash.
They appeared behind the group.
It was as if the winds of the underworld were blowing through the void.
next second.
The six elite security guards, armed with their gear, collapsed to the ground, their souls shattered, their lives extinguished.
"La la la la..."
The boy hummed a song as he picked up the pass card from the ground.
【ding dong】
The elevator doors opened.
A group of hunters wearing Kitahara Guild badges appeared before him, and they were taken aback when they saw him.
"Who are you?!"
"Could it be...!"
The silver-haired boy smiled.
"Die."
Everyone was horrified, realizing that their lives were in extreme danger.
Without the slightest hesitation.
"Shield of Frost!"
The mage cast a barrier, causing the warrior's blood to surge to his fists instantly, while the assassin vanished into the shadows...
but……
None of it worked.
From the moment they saw Jiang Yuan.
He had already taken control of her mental power, and everything that happened afterward was an illusion.
"Snapped!"
Jiang Yuan snapped his fingers.
Everyone in the elevator collapsed at the same time, as if falling into an eternal slumber.
"Two fifth-tier members, three fourth-tier members... their assets are not bad."
"It looks like it should fetch a good price."
Jiang Yuan raised his hand, controlling the bursting spiritual materials and medicinal liquids to fly in front of him. With another thought, darkness spread from beneath him like a giant living thing, turning into a swamp that swallowed up all the corpses.
[Hidden Cave]
One of the abilities developed by the Dark Throne.
It can engulf enemies and trap them in a dark world, and it can also devour all tangible things and store them temporarily.
After doing all this.
Jiang Yuan took the elevator and went up.
Wherever they went.
The employees and family members of Kitahara Heavy Industries fell down like straw in rows.
He was like the Grim Reaper, arriving with the winds of the underworld.
……
The chairman's office on the top floor of [Kitahara Heavy Industries] is shrouded by several barriers.
"call……"
Wearing a loose yukata, Kitahara sat on a sofa made of high-grade ferocious beast skin, chewing on a cigar made of high-grade spiritual materials, exhaling clouds of smoke. The smoke alone was enough to make one's blood boil and one's physique improve.
"Shinichi, how was your solo dungeon run?"
The purple-haired youth sitting opposite him chuckled, "Very good. Quite a harvest."
"After all, it's a newly discovered secret realm," the old man's voice rang out.
The next second, the light and shadow rippled.
An elderly man dressed in a black tailcoat, resembling an elegant butler, appeared behind Kitaharado, chuckling.
Shinichi Kitahara said respectfully, "Grandpa Sonozo, it's been a long time."
"It's good that the young master still remembers me, hehe..." The old man stroked his beard and chuckled.
Shinichi Kitahara greeted him and exchanged pleasantries.
Then look at Kitahara-do.
"Father, I've reached Rank 5 now, am I old enough to participate in the Grand Tournament?"
"Hmm..." Kitahara-do hesitated for a moment.
Shinichi Kitahara: "Father!"
The old man, Yuanzang, also spoke up: "Lord Tang, I also feel that the time is about right. It's time to involve young master Shinichi."
Kitahara looked at his only son and said solemnly, "Shinichi, the Grand Rank battle is no small matter. If we lose, we'll only face death! Are you really sure?"
Shinichi Kitahara's expression turned serious: "I'm prepared to win the Grand Tournament no matter what!"
"But you're only at rank 5 right now. Even though you have an S-rank talent, but..."
"Father! Rank and talent don't represent everything, that's what you taught me! Besides, isn't sacrificing everything for the Kitahara family the very meaning of my life? Please grant my request!"
Kitaharado looked at Shinichi's resolute expression and finally sighed.
He stood up, went to the window, and stood with his hands behind his back.
"I made a promise to your deceased mother, and if possible, I really didn't want you to participate, but since you've made that decision..."
"All right!"
"Go! This may be your greatest opportunity."
Shinichi Kitahara was overjoyed upon hearing this: "Father! Thank you!"
Kitahara-do turned his head to look:
"Since you're going to participate, you need to be fully prepared. How much equipment do you have on you right now?"
"Four pieces of Dark Gold-grade equipment and three pieces of Gold-grade equipment, what's wrong?"
"Not enough!" Kitaharado said, taking out two items.
A stone mask and an ancient bronze mirror, both silvery-white, seemed to reflect moonlight.
"The Sage's Mask, an epic-level accessory with no equipment level requirement, is a loot obtained by a former king of the Beiyuan family after slaying a North African tribal king. It allows the wearer to withstand 70% of mental damage, grants immunity to a certain degree of mental control, and provides an astonishing damage boost to mental-based martial artists."
"This is a Sequence 59 relic called the [Mirror of Tsukuyomi]. It can summon moon spirits and has three effects: attack, defense, and escape. The side effect is that it will randomly cause the loss of a memory after consumption."
"These are all very precious treasures. Now I'm giving them to you; they should be of use to you."
"Thank you, Father. I will use them properly." Kitahara Shinichi bowed his head and respectfully accepted the two items with both hands.
Kitahara-do cautioned, "Remember, besides Jingu Ryuya, your biggest rival, Musashi Hina and Kitahara-ji are also not to be underestimated!"
He said in a deep voice, "This Grand Tournament is not just about individual strength, but also about the power behind you. It's far more complicated than you think."
Kitahara Shinichi asked in confusion, "Isn't the purpose of the Grand Tournament to select the strongest prodigy in Sakura Country to participate in the national war three months later?"
Kitahara-do shook his head: "That's only one aspect; there's an even more important reason."
"An even more important reason?"
"Don't overthink it. Just remember, the final victor wins everything!"
"Those who awaken god-level talent will gain the recognition of the three families, embark on the path to becoming king, and rule over the three families!"
"!"
Shinichi Kitahara was taken aback by what he heard.
A god-like talent, ruling over three factions?!
He had never even considered such a thing.
Who knew the Grand Prix held such a secret?!
Kitaharado patted him on the shoulder, "Shinichi, be careful in the Grand Tournament, and don't underestimate anyone."
"I understand. Don't worry, Father, I will definitely restore the glory of the Kitahara family and make you proud of me."
"Just watch as I win the championship and appear on the national war stage with the name of Kitahara."
As Kitahara Shinichi spoke, a cruel smile appeared on his face.
"When that time comes, I will definitely kill all the talented young men who come to compete, to avenge your humiliation!"
The old man in the garden sighed with emotion.
"I never expected the young master to still remember something from twenty years ago. He's truly filial..."
Twenty years ago, Kitaharado was one of the prodigies representing the Sakura Kingdom, but he was humiliated in the first round by a prodigy from the Great Xia Kingdom. That person's name was... Kitajin Abyss.
The infamous Northern King of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Even if Kitahara-do had a hundred lives, he wouldn't dare to seek revenge or settle scores with him now.
"By the way, Father, I heard that Uncle Wan Guo was murdered. Has the culprit been found out?" Kitahara Shinichi suddenly asked.
"Not yet, I've already sent people to search, and I believe we'll have news soon."
"Uncle Wan Guo has always been very good to me. If you find the murderer, you must let me know. I will use my talent to crush his bones inch by inch and peel off his flesh, so that he can see what hell is like."
Shinichi Kitahara gave a sinister, cold laugh.
"Is that so?"
A voice suddenly rang in their ears.