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At this time, Ernest, the actual ruler of the empire, was furious.
The reason is simple. The captain of the Imperial Capital Guard was killed by his own rebellious subordinates. Now the Imperial Capital Guard is in chaos. This is an endless shame!
"Your Majesty, I am deeply saddened by the current security situation in the imperial capital. A mere guard dared to bite his master. How disloyal and disrespectful he is!"
Minister Ernest said in a sad tone.
"Yes, such a disloyal person should be killed! But General Esdeath is currently fighting against foreign races. Sending a general to deal with such a guard would be somewhat of an insult to the general's status and position. What do you think I should do?"
The emperor said with deep agreement.
"There is an imperial weapon user named Kuroito in the Imperial Assassination Corps. She possesses the March of the Dead-Eight Chambers, which allows her to manipulate the bodies of the dead. Her combat power is very strong."
"It would be too easy to let the villain who killed Oka, the captain of the Imperial Capital Guard, die. It would be better to let Hei Tong use the March of the Dead-Yafu to turn him into a puppet and continue to use him for the Empire. I remember that villain was also an imperial tool user."
Ernest suggested.
"Good! Such disloyal and unjust people should be punished in this way to serve as a warning to others! Notify the Imperial Assassination Corps Black Eyes to kill that villain immediately!"
"I will obey your will. Your Majesty is truly wise and wise."
Although everything was controlled according to his will, Ernest still maintained respect for the young emperor on the surface, and then sent someone to the Imperial Assassination Corps to pass on the message.
The Imperial Armour is a collection of forty-eight outstanding weapons, protective gear and equipment created by the first emperor a thousand years ago by combining the financial, material and human resources of the time.
Those who obtain the imperial tool will gain great power.
That's why Ernest hoped to let Hei Tong go and kill Seru, so that he could recover Seru, the user of the imperial weapon, and increase the strength of the empire again.
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A few days later, when Hei Tong set his eyes on Sai Lu, Sai Lu was shopping on the street with Mo Yin and others.
These days, she saw a lot of evil things, and Moyin also encouraged her to exercise justice. She saved many poor people, which made Sailu feel very satisfied.
She hopes this kind of life can last forever.
Until a black-haired, black-eyed girl in a black sailor suit appeared in front of her.
"Hey, I'm here to see you, Sero, the traitor of the Imperial Army."
The black-haired girl greeted Seru with a cold and handsome smile.
Moyin took a closer look and found that the girl was somewhat similar to the Akagi whom he had seen in the night raid before.
"Saru, who is this person? Do you know him?"
Moyin asked.
"I don't know her... But judging from her aura, she is... a member of the Imperial Assassination Corps, and probably one of the best among them."
Sai Lu answered that after a period of training with Moyin, she had learned to act cautiously and was now thinking about how to fight with Hei Tong. She could feel that Hei Tong was very strong just from his aura.
"Well, I ate a lot today, and I haven't stretched my legs for a while. How about letting me play with her?"
Moyin spoke, then pinched his fingers lightly and caught a leaf that was falling in the wind.
"Play with me? You'll regret it, right? Ah, but if you abandon your companions and run away, I'll kill you. Well, the ending doesn't matter. If you're willing to stay and die with them, I don't hate you, right? Ah, why not let you join the Eighth House? It just so happens that you're my type."
The black-eyed girl pulled her chin and said in a nihilistic manner.
She didn't feel Moyin's strength. At least Sailu was much stronger than Moyin, so she felt that Moyin was just trying to force himself to stand out.
In fact, it was because Sailu was unable to suppress her strength, and Moyin was much stronger than her, so she couldn't feel Moyin's strength and thought Moyin was just an ordinary person.
"Hahahaha, I swore an oath the day I held the knife. If you want to kill my family, you must step over my body first. Rather than running away and watching my family die in front of me, it's better for me to die with them."
Moyin laughed. From the first day when he was brought out of the apocalypse by HK416 and MDR, he had made up his mind not to escape no matter what.
"Oh, that's a cool statement."
The black-eyed girl clapped her hands in praise, then took the small cloth bag hanging from her waist. Moyin saw a small label on it that read "Black-eyed Snack Bag".
"So your name is really Hei Tong."
Moyin commented speechlessly.
"Huh? Why did you guess my name?"
Hei Tong tilted his head in a silly way, then took out a biscuit from the snack bag, put it into his little mouth and started chewing gently.
"After all, you have black hair and black eyes, so... I thought the name Black Eyes was quite suitable for you, and then you wrote Black Eyes' snack bag on your snack bag."
Moyin answered.
"Oh~ you have such a sharp eye. Do you want a cookie? Normally I wouldn't share my cookies with others, but I like you, so I'll give you one."
Hei Tong asked.
"what."
The one who responded to her was Moyin's open mouth.
"Pfft."
Hei Tong took out a biscuit and flicked it with her slender jade fingers. The biscuit flew accurately into Mo Yin's mouth even though it was ten meters away.
The force from above disappeared just in time. It was obvious that Hei Tong did not intend to take this opportunity to kill Mo Yin.
Moyin chewed the biscuit and then frowned.
"Why, it's not delicious? I made it myself."
Seeing Moyin frowning, Heitong asked with some dissatisfaction.
"You added some bad medicine to this cookie. Although it can increase cell activity and give you great strength, it will become a habit over time. If you don't eat it, your body will become weak."
Moyin frowned and said that the medicine in the biscuits was not a poison, but it was not a good medicine either. Taking too much would shorten one's life. Taking drugs to fight was really too chaotic.
This thing has no effect on his divine body, but it is a huge burden on the bodies of ordinary people.
If he continues to eat this, Hei Tong will die before he turns 30.
"Oh, you really know what's good. You're really amazing. But there's nothing I can do. I wasn't as good as my sister before, so I was injected with a high concentration of strengthening drugs by the Imperial Assassination Corps. After that, my body had to rely on drugs to fight. It would be very painful if I didn't take them. But, my combat effectiveness would indeed be greatly improved."
"I'm treating you to a piece because you don't have the strength. This way you'll be eligible to play with me. But don't worry about getting addicted, because before that I'll use this imperial weapon, the Eight Chambers of the March of the Dead, to kill you. After that, it won't hurt at all to become my puppet."
Hei Tong said with a smile.
"You have a good heart, but why do you want to be a member of the Imperial Assassination Corps? They injected you with such terrible drugs, why would you work for them?"
Moyin, who vaguely knew about Heitong's past from her words, asked with pity, the black-haired girl in front of him was simply a poor girl who had gone astray. It would be fine if he didn't see her, but if he saw her, he would definitely take her home and let him love her.
"Hahaha, you have a good heart? You are wrong. I am actually a bad person. I will kill anyone I don't like. It is only because you value your companions as much as I do that I like you so much that I share my cookies with you and chat with you in a friendly manner. Others do not get this treatment."
"As for why I want to be a member of the Imperial Assassination Corps... Because I don't have anything else to do, right? If I don't take medicine, my body will be in so much pain that I can't stand it. I can't do anything else. I have only known how to kill people since I was a child. You see, isn't this the only thing I can do to survive?"
Hei Tong spread his hands indifferently.
"That's true. Come on, I'll play with you."
Moyin spoke up and said that he also felt Heitong's will during the conversation. He probably wouldn't be able to persuade her without fighting with her. She was a very proud girl and she had to prove her strength first. Only when both parties were on an equal footing would Heitong listen to him. Otherwise, everything he said would be in vain.
"Where's your weapon? I'll give you a chance to draw it first, otherwise you won't have the chance to do so later."
Hei Tong spoke up.
"Isn't this in my hand?"
Moyin pointed to the leaf that he had previously held between his fingers.
"Are you humiliating me?"
Hei Tong's eyes suddenly became unfriendly, but at this moment a strong wind went straight for her slender neck. Hei Tong instantly drew her sword and chopped it down instinctively... The reason was simple, the leaf was flying too fast, so her dynamic vision could not capture its flight trajectory, and the leaf was extremely thin, so she could only chop it down by feeling.
With a click, a huge force was transmitted to Hei Tong's arm. Then she looked a little surprised. The strength of the leaves was no match for her imperial weapon, the March of the Dead: Hachifusa, but she still felt such a huge force from the blade, which meant that the force of the leaves' contact just before they were cut was extremely powerful.
She was wrong this time. Moyin was a very strong person, even stronger than herself when she took less drugs.
But she soon became excited. Weak humans would remain weak humans after being controlled by the Eighth Chamber of the Dead March, because once a skeleton was controlled by the Eighth Chamber of the Dead March, it could no longer grow. In other words, the moment of control determined the strength in the future. In other words, as long as she could defeat Moyin, she would get the best and strongest puppet.
"Hahahaha, you're so strong. I have a good eye. It seems like I fell in love with you at first sight."
Hei Tong gave a sick smile.
"Well, wasn't it me who took the initiative to say I wanted to play with you? It was my fault."
Moyin complained in a low voice, and Heitong, who was complained about, suddenly turned red in the face.
"Hey, can you please cooperate with me? I'm having a great time."
"Okay, okay, can you do it again? I will definitely cooperate."
Moyin said this lovingly, but Heitong did not rush to reply this time. Instead, he rushed in front of Moyin at a speed so fast that it left an afterimage, and slashed at Moyin's neck with the Eight Chambers of the Dead in his hand.
"I would rather make you my puppet to accompany me forever, and then cooperate with me when the time comes."
Facing the blade that was so close to him, Moyin raised his head and avoided Heitong's blade just in time, but what followed was Heitong's violent twenty-four consecutive slashes.
For ordinary people, they would have been turned into pieces of meat by this violent slashing, but for Moyin, who was in the realm of god, this slashing was still too slow. Even with the eleventh-level sealing agreement, he could still dodge Heitong's slashing.
After slashing twenty-four times at once without hitting the target, Hei Tong jumped back and gasped. She had just held her breath to burst out such a high number of slashes in succession. Now she had to rest and let her cells breathe some oxygen before she could continue.
In fact, after such a chaotic attack just now, the cells in her body produced a large amount of lactic acid through anaerobic respiration, causing her muscles to ache.
"What a brilliant attack."
Moyin started to praise, then raised his hand and a breeze blew by, bringing with it a few fallen leaves.
"Is it coming?"
Before Moyin's reminder, Heitong had already raised her vigilance to a high level. However, a moment later, when she came to her senses, she found a faint wound on her shoulders and thighs, and a small line of blood spurted out from the wound.
"You, you...are you letting me off the hook?"
Hei Tong, who was not fatally injured, asked angrily.
"Just as you like me, I like you too. Do you want to surrender and come to my side?"
Moyin began to persuade Heitong.
"You treat me... You treat me!! What do you think of all the suffering my sister and I have endured over the years?! I was injected with such a terrible strengthening drug to gain this strength!! Is it not worth mentioning in front of you?! All the suffering over the years has given me such a weak strength???"
Hei Tong roared in pain, and it was more like he was accusing his own miserable life than losing his temper at Mo Yin.
Therefore, Moyin just listened calmly to Heitong's accusation and did not take the opportunity to launch an attack.
"I want you to die!!! I am the strongest. I can master the power of this imperial weapon! I am no longer the same person I was all those years ago who needed my sister's protection!"