Three times, oh three times!
Kazuma, holding an iron wrench, stepped onto the approach path.
Since the weapons in the car were used up, Keli had already driven back to the village to find tools for Kazuma, trying to get back to the foot of the mountain before he died again.
At this moment, on the mountain path, in front of the shrine gate, another person was leading a group of people down the mountain.
This was a young man who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old; unlike the group of people around him holding hunting rifles, he did not have any firearms in his hand, but rather a katana tucked into his waist.
Yamashita Qi Ren, the person in charge of Mount Amato, and also the only Werewolf born in so many years, besides Jingxin, according to Jingxin.
His face was currently showing displeasure.
"So troublesome, so timid."
Complaining about Yamada and Jingxin's cowardice, he found it absurd; for such a matter, why not just call the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department or the Inukane Group's people from Matsubushi?
As a result, the richest man Yamada was actually worried that outsiders would not trust them, and chose not to come to the Dharma Assembly.
The Dharma Assembly, the Dharma Assembly, that's what it was called, but in reality, it was just inviting some trusted, wealthy and powerful individuals to the village.
To show those guys the immortality of Vampires, and then let them covet it and provide assistance.
Of course, they wouldn't tell the other party that they would turn into light-fearing Vampire monsters.
They had concocted a set of mystical explanations for this, saying that it was to mold Arhat bodies for these wealthy individuals, making them become Buddhas, to achieve the effect of eternal life even in reality.
They would have Jingxin and him perform during the day, and at night, the villagers would come out to demonstrate their terrifying healing abilities.
Then, when the other party saw these miraculous things and started to feel tempted, they would say that unfortunately, this body could only move within the surrounding spiritual mountains and blessed lands, and if they left, they would immediately ascend to the Pure Land and only be able to enjoy blessings in heaven.
So they would ask them for some convenience, to help them continue to attract people or provide financial assistance when they were in their positions, saying it was to create good karma and donate to charity.
Then, when they truly grew old, or contracted a terminal illness and felt their lives were nearing an end, they would be invited up the mountain to become Vampires; by then, even if the other party couldn't accept it, they would have to, and basically, after a few days, they would adapt, and after they also became Vampires, in order to have a continuous supply of food and not die, they would only be able to work even more diligently for the organization, remotely controlling their children, who they had promoted before coming down, to continue helping the village.
For fourteen years, Yamada relied on this tactic, as well as cultivating and producing illicit goods, to continuously obtain "food" supplies, and gradually grew larger, reaching a point where he could directly pressure the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, and also began to contact some truly important figures.
The reason it was so slow was because those powerful and wealthy individuals he had attracted were not foolish.
They all knew that if that old man quickly connected with someone of higher authority than themselves, there would be nothing left for them, after all, this was about molding an Arhat body and gaining eternal life, how many people could resist such a thing, so they all pressured Yamada to only let him contact them unilaterally.
And Yamada considered that the other party would eventually come to live with him, so he dared not let those people send reinforcements; firstly, he was afraid that the Vampire matter would be exposed and too many people would be involved, and secondly, he was afraid that those important figures would find living with him unsafe, and thus have reservations when they grew old.
However, Yamada's little schemes seemed laughable to Qi Ren.
In reality, it wouldn't matter if they directly told those old men and women that they were Vampires; those people would still fall for it, and letting them know that the defenses here were unsafe would only make them more dedicated to strengthening the defenses and providing material support, rather than being timid.
Yamada had had it for over ten years, so he had forgotten the fear he once had, the fear that those old people, despite having reached high positions, could only feel life slipping further and further away from them.
Unfortunately, his opinions were never listened to by Yamada and Jingxin, who considered him too impetuous, which made Qi Ren, who was ordered to lead people down the mountain to see why people kept coming up, very displeased.
As they walked, they encountered Sato Kazuma, who was ascending the mountain.
"Tsk! Playing tricks."
Qi Ren frowned; he recalled the corpse he had just seen in the base, and it was indeed identical to the brat in front of him, both in appearance and clothing.
This made him feel an inexplicable sense of dread.
However, he still raised his hand, signaling his subordinates who had immediately raised their guns to stop, and then spoke loudly.
"Hey! Kid down there, what's going on with you? Two guys who looked just like you just came."
"Guess!"
When Kazuma saw the sudden influx of people, his scalp tightened, and he wanted to hide in the nearby woods.
No, how can these monsters move around so much? Can't they just stay on the mountain and let me deal with them one by one?
But hearing the other party's question, Kazuma couldn't help but be a bit cheeky.
Hearing Kazuma's reply, Qi Ren frowned and drew his katana from his side.
"Very good, but the first two are already dead, and I wouldn't be so foolish as to let you die after catching you."
Kazuma's expression changed; he saw the person from the mountaintop rush towards him like a sweeping gale.
So fast!
Kazuma's brain was frantically warning him; people are afraid of fast-moving objects, but Kazuma, who had been on alert since starting his ascent, was not unprepared.
With a twist of his legs, Kazuma directly rushed into the rugged mountain forest beside him.
"Hmph!"
The next moment, however, the person's voice sounded from behind Kazuma, and Kazuma rolled with all his might.
At the same time, as the opponent attacked, Kazuma also smelled the aroma of a delicious meal.
Were... Werewolf! Kazuma immediately thought of what Keli had said, a Werewolf that could move during the day.
Rolling, Kazuma saw the blade of the katana reflect light as it flashed past him from behind, and there, broken branches of bushes combined with directly severed grass flew into the air!
So fast!
Kazuma had only this one thought in his mind at this moment, instinctively raising the wrench in his hand and swinging it upwards.
"Clang!"
Kazuma hadn't even seen what happened, only felt a sharp pain in the web of his hand, and the wrench in his hand spun through the air like Cú Chulainn being slapped away, flying into the distance.
"Kyoto Kamiya Dojo Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu Menkyo Okuden, Yamashita Qi Ren. Though that old man probably won't acknowledge me." It seemed he was very enthusiastic about doing such things, as the young man even announced his name.
"Although I usually can't leave this place, if I could, with this body, perhaps even the so-called strongest martial artist in the world, Hanma Yujiro, wouldn't be my opponent?"
He said frivolously, his katana not stopping, slicing off Kazuma's wrist that was trying to grab his pant leg.
"So, no matter how many guys like you come, it's impossible for you to even hurt me."
As he spoke, the katana in his hand, with a flick of his back hand on the hilt, turned again, ready to directly sever Kazuma's tendons in his four limbs and drag him back.
But Kazuma also burst forth at this moment, directly pushing off the ground with both legs and jumping up.
"Useless."
Qi Ren aimed his sword directly at Kazuma, who was trying to block the attack, but he didn't expect Kazuma's leaping motion to be just a feint.
Qi Ren suddenly felt a pain in his calf; Kazuma's lunge was only to leap forward and hit his calf with his head.
"Hiss!" A sharp pain came, and Qi Ren immediately brought his sword down, the blade sinking directly into Kazuma's body, but this was not what made Qi Ren most terrified; what made him most terrified was that he felt something at his lower body being grabbed.
"It's quite big, isn't it~?"
He heard the voice of the brat beneath him.
What are you doing?!
"Waaah!"
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