In Jason's field of vision, beyond the reach of ordinary people, a missile with a strange shape was flying rapidly.
Just two seconds later, those onmyojis also realized something was wrong.
When they saw the missile, their expressions immediately changed.
"defense!"
The leading Onmyoji roared and quickly formed seals in his hands.
The surrounding Onmyoji didn't hold back any longer.
The layers of defense are increasing again.
However, the warhead just split apart above the heads of the Onmyoji.
Woohoo!
Hundreds of smaller round bombs fell on the head.
Suddenly, all the Onmyoji's faces turned pale.
Cluster bombs!
Although they maintain the tradition, it does not mean that the Onmyoji have cut off contact with the outside world. They are even more concerned about the development of "gunpowder" than ordinary people.
Because that was the existence that overthrew their previous rule.
Therefore, they have a deep understanding of the power of cluster bombs.
Wider range and stronger penetration.
If possible, never fight head-on.
But now...
All they could do was resist.
"Increase defense!"
The leading Onmyoji gritted his teeth and said.
Perhaps at this time, it is a drop in the bucket.
But even a little more defense is good.
The surrounding Onmyoji also knew this and began to strengthen their defenses again.
The defensive force field composed of onmyoji has dozens of layers.
The defensive force field that was originally supposed to be invisible and transparent has become translucent after the number of layers has increased. In the eyes of ordinary people, it looks like ripples layer after layer.
Then--
Boom boom boom!
A dense explosion occurred.
The fire was radiating.
Shrapnel flew.
The surrounding buildings were turned into ruins in an instant, and the Onmyoji were even more overwhelmed by shrapnel.
Even the big 'ghost' suffered an almost devastating blow.
The red and black muscles became riddled with holes under the dense shrapnel.
The ferocious face became more and more distorted with pain.
The mace in his hand had already been broken into two pieces because it was used as an alternative shield.
However, the strong vitality of the 'ghost' keeps it alive.
Even, gradually recovering.
The shrapnel was squeezed out of the body, and the wounds healed bit by bit.
This satisfied Jason.
At least he won't have to vomit the 'thorn' when he eats it later.
As for letting food go because it seriously hurts you?
Feel sorry.
Jason doesn't waste food.
Wearing clothes that were already in tatters due to explosions and single-piece attacks, Jason rushed towards the big 'ghost'.
After incorporating the [Mighty Heavenly Dragon Method], the defense level of Jason's body has already reached the level of a fighter plane.
This is a defense above the five levels of knives, bullets, explosives, tanks, and fighter planes.
Even if he was at the core of the explosion, Jason would be seriously injured at most and would not really die.
Not to mention that Jason is already on the edge, and the 'bullets' of cluster bombs are just ordinary bombs, without adding any chemical agents or turning them into armor-piercing bullets. As long as Jason protects his vitals, he is basically just a skinned bomb.
It's not broken either.
As soon as Jason appeared, he was noticed by the big 'ghost'.
The big 'ghost' roared angrily and punched out.
It's not that I don't want other ways.
But? The big 'ghost' now? He simply doesn't have the ability to use other abilities.
All that was left was pure physical combat.
Bang!
Jason didn't hesitate to dodge, and had a head-on fight with the big 'ghost'.
The huge body brings matching strength.
But? Jason didn't retreat at all.
Jason's strength is nine times that of ordinary people. After charging up, his strength has already reached an extremely exaggerated level, far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Therefore, everyone who watched here saw a scene that they will never forget.
The big 'ghost' known for his strength? was defeated by a human.
Especially the size difference between the two parties makes this scene even more impactful.
The 10-meter-tall body retreated continuously.
The 2-meter-tall body stands motionless.
Tread, tap!
The big 'ghost' retreated, causing the entire ground to tremble.
Jason chased after him and jumped up.
roar!
Looking at Jason who was so close, the big 'ghost' roared angrily, and slapped down his huge palm, but it soon turned into a scream.
Jason's broad-bladed short-handled machete pierced the palm of the big 'ghost' fiercely, and then, with a twist of the handle, the entire palm was completely cut open.
Suddenly, the big 'ghost' screamed even more miserably.
But this is just the beginning.
The sword fell, Jason's steps flashed and he turned behind the big ghost, aiming his hand behind the big ghost's knees.
Poof, poof!
Amidst the crisp cutting sound, the inside of the big ‘ghost’s knee suffered a precise cut.
The ligament, similar to the meniscus, is divided into two parts at the same time.
The figure of the big ‘ghost’ swayed——
thump!
Kneel down.
Then? The light of the sword appeared at the throat of the big 'ghost'.
puff!
Blood rose into the sky.
The big 'ghost' covered his throat and fell straight down.
It has been severely damaged by cluster bombs, and it is difficult to support recovery again.
Death comes as promised.
After Jason confirmed that the 'food' was in hand, he looked at the remaining 'food'.
The aftermath of the explosion gradually dissipated.
The dozens of defensive force fields constructed by the eleven Onmyojis had long since disappeared, leaving only the Onmyojis lying on the ground.
Their pure white hunting clothes and black undershirts had already become dirty and stained with blood.
Still breathing.
However, the consciousness is not clear enough.
The shrapnel on his body was like a countdown to death.
Even the leading Onmyoji with his eyes open is no exception.
He looked at the messy surroundings and murmured in a low voice.
"Times have changed, times have changed."
While muttering, he vomited blood.
There was almost no sparkle in the eyes of the leading Onmyoji.
Although the emergence of 'gunpowder' ended their rule, their power is still there. This kind of 'power' makes them still have some confidence, or in other words, pride.
Most Onmyoji have similar confidence and pride.
This leading Onmyoji is no exception.
But, this moment.
He seemed to have discovered that this so-called confidence and pride were nothing more than a fig leaf.
The last fig leaf of a declining era.
And now?
The last fig leaf has also been torn off.
Was torn to pieces.
Also torn apart was his faith and soul.
Therefore, even when he saw Jason approaching, the Onmyoji who still had some strength to fight back did not move. He just looked at Jason who was approaching, and then... smiled.
"What are we fighting about?"
"They are the remnants of the times."
"Now?"
"I was benefited by others."
"I'm really unwilling."
The smile was ugly, like crying.
yes!
Not willing to give in!
He already thinks he understands the 'world' and thinks he values 'gunpowder'.
But what about the reality?
The pride in his heart had already caused him to wear colored glasses.
His prejudice and arrogance have already destined today's results.
He is so unwilling!
Would things have been different if he had been more humble?
Can it be reversed?
If we were more cautious in our cooperation with ‘Hana Sakura’, would we be truly successful?
The thoughts swirling in his mind made him vomit blood even faster.
Looking at Jason walking up to him, the onmyoji said.
"Please give us some decency."
"We don't want to die under 'gunpowder'."
"Please use your sword to let us go to Santu River."
As the Onmyoji spoke, he managed to sit up, straighten his back as much as possible, and held on to the half-remaining hat. This action affected his wound - a shrapnel inserted in his heart.
The severe pain caused the onmyoji to hesitate, but he still finished.
Then, he looked at Jason with pleading eyes.
He could feel that his death was coming soon.
However, being killed by gunpowder is not what he wants.
He wanted to retain the last bit of dignity.
Not a fig leaf.
It's just pure obsession.
Whoosh!
Jason raised his hand and slashed.
The blade passed over the onmyoji's neck with a sharp sound as it cut through the air.
As the blood spurted out, the last bit of relief appeared in the Onmyoji's eyes - even if this relief was his own obsession, it seemed very false to Jason.
But he still convinced himself.
He was liberated.
The Onmyoji's mouth trembled slightly.
No sound came out.
But Jason can roughly guess it by looking at the mouth shape.
Thanks.
Jason frowned and said coldly.
"No, I got paid."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took the remaining props on the opponent's body into his hands.
The leading Onmyoji's lips curled up, more relief appeared in his eyes, and then he lay straight on the ground.
No breath.
The same goes for the remaining ten Onmyoji.
They chose the same way as the leader, facing their own death.
Jason 'collected' the rewards one by one.
"What an awkward bunch of enemies."
This is Jason's evaluation of this group of Onmyoji who are obviously being treated as real 'bait'.
Then, the fire flashed.
Everything disappeared under [Charles Burning Technique].
The night wind blows.
Sparks flew up with thick smoke and dust.
After a while, there was nothing.
Only Jason was left with a lot of food.
"There are still 21 pieces, which is more than 10 pieces less than the previous calculation. They should be defensive props that automatically respond to the explosion of cluster bombs. It's a pity."
Jason sighed softly.
Don't get me wrong.
He simply sighed that there was less food for his hunt.
As for these Onmyoji who are used as ‘bait’?
Just like Jason said.
He received payment.
However, Jason still had doubts.
First, why did the Huakaiyuan family do this?
Although he has not been in this dungeon world for a long time, Jason knows very well that cultivating an Onmyoji is not an easy task. Talent, bloodline, resources, etc. are all limited.
Even if the Hanakaiin family, known as one of the four major Onmyoji families, had eleven Onmyojis die at once, it was definitely not a small matter.
It can even be said to be a serious loss of vitality.
"Infighting?"
Jason guessed.
Apart from this guess, he couldn't think of anything else.
Moreover, there must be "Hanazakura" involved in this internal fight.
"Is it more involved than you thought?"
"If that's the case..."
"That's interesting."
Jason narrowed his eyes slightly as he thought of something.
If it was as he guessed, everything in front of him would become reasonable.
Of course, it is not difficult to prove this.
He even said that it would be confirmed immediately.
And this is also related to the second point of Jason's doubts: the timing of launching the 'Hanazakura' cluster bomb.
A little too early!
According to common sense, he should launch when he and these Onmyoji are "inextricably tied", instead of launching in advance.
Although the effect is good, it is not maximized.
"Is there another accident?"
"Those hidden guys are taking action again?"
Jason thought as he strode towards the big 'ghost'.
No matter what happens at a moment, he will be involved.
However, before that, he needed to eat something.
Of course, necessary ‘disinfection’ is still needed.
Directly opening the 'White Bear Cafe', which had been hit and looked a little shaky, but actually quite sturdy, Jason took out a box of spirits from Hui Lijing's wine cellar.
disinfect.
Grilled.
When the big 'ghost' was completely cooked, Jason took a bite.
If the little 'ghost' looks like a spicy duck neck.
That big 'ghost' looks like a whole duck.
Roasted duck.
Still the kind with its own spiciness.
Crispy on the outside, soft and tender on the inside. When you take a bite, the juice splashes out and there is a hint of spiciness.
Something like Orleans flavor.
【Swallowing Ghost(Big.Fake)】
[Physical strength, energy, and injuries are restored to an excess extent! 】
[Satiety +200]
【Satiety: 711】
[Excitement of eating +1]
【The excitement of eating:16】
…
"Fake?"
"Isn't it seriously injured?"
Jason looked at the text in front of him, surprise flashed in his eyes, and then his previous guesses became a bit more.
Really, pathetic bait!
Jason thought silently in his heart, and looked at the excitement of eating.
Every bit of excitement about eating makes him happy.
"It's 16 o'clock."
"It's quick, it's quick!"
Jason thought so and picked up the remaining food.
Although based on the aroma, it is impossible to be excited about eating in these foods, and even the satiety level of each item is not too high, there are a large number of them, with a total of 21 items.
For Jason, it is also a rare little dessert.
Jason started rinsing and disinfecting again.
And while Jason was washing and disinfecting, on a high-rise building ten kilometers away from this block, a man was furious.
"What's going on?"
"Why were the cluster bombs launched without my order?"
"Damn it!"
"Are you all pigs?"
The man slapped the railing angrily and shouted with a radio.
However, the answer on the other side of the radio was even more stunned.
