Chapter 611 The Enraged Japanese Emperor
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Zhang Ting Bai Xue
"Ah! This is it!"
Emperor Zhao Yuri exclaimed.
He felt a powerful force pouring into his body.
The originally weak body began to become stronger.
"Congratulations! Is this the power of the awakened!"
Emperor Zhaoyu said.
His strength at this time has broken through to the gold level.
But looking at this speed, there is no sign of stopping at all.
A pile of black foul-smelling dirt was constantly being squeezed out of the skin.
The gorgeous clothes were directly stained black by the mud.
But there was no frown on Emperor Yuri's face.
Because he felt that his power had become stronger than ever before.
"Ah! That's the feeling!"
Emperor Zhao Yuri groaned.
Fog continued to surround him.
"Lord junior! You should be able to convince the crowd!"
Yamata no Orochi stopped instilling power.
In just a short moment, Emperor Zhao Yuri had the power of a lord's primary level.
These instilled powers are all the souls absorbed during this time.
Although it can quickly improve its strength, it has huge flaws.
For example, the mind will be affected, and the strength cannot continue to improve.
But Yamata no Orochi didn't care about these at all.
To him, Emperor Teruyuri is a puppet, someone who controls Rejing!
"Thank you Baqi Great God for granting me supreme power!"
Emperor Zhao Yuri directly knelt on the ground and began to bow down.
Because the method just now is simply a miracle.
He was just an ordinary person, without any strength.
But the opponent can turn himself into an awakened person with just a few gestures.
Emperor Zhao Yuri yearned for the awakened ones, and also understood some divisions of strength.
He clearly felt that the power in his body was definitely not a low-level awakener!
Such a means, if not a god, what could it be?
Yamata no Orochi looked at the kneeling Emperor Teruhiro, showing a satisfied smile.
The effect he wanted has been achieved.
The original strength of Yamata no Orochi has indeed reached the mythical level.
But for some reason, his power was sealed, and now it is barely an epic level.
However, in order to maintain the epic level, it is necessary to continuously absorb the power of the soul.
The soul power that was originally saved was all exhausted by Emperor Zhaoyu just now.
But Yamata no Orochi was not worried at all.
After all, there are many people in this hot capital city!
He just needs to help Emperor Zhaoyu to regain control of Rejing City.
The souls of these people are his supplements!
The reason why Yamata no Orochi did this was because he faintly felt that the crisis was approaching.
The guy who killed Miyamoto Ichiro was by no means an idler!
After all, he has the powerful support of the Kusanagi Sword and the Monster Race Legion.
Coupled with Miyamoto Ichiro's legendary kendo, it should be enough to sweep the entire Wajima.
Even in the ocean, there are powerful ocean overlords.
But Ichiro Miyamoto should not be stupid enough to provoke these overlords.
So there is only one possibility, a certain powerful guy has come to Wa Island.
No matter who the opponent's target is, he must prepare in advance.
"Get up!"
Yamata no Orochi said.
"Thank you Yaqi Great God!"
Emperor Zhao Yuri slowly got up.
He bowed his body and stood in front of Yamata no Orochi.
It was as if the other party were his biological parents!
"Do you want to take back Recapital City?"
Yamata no Orochi asked.
"miss you!"
Emperor Zhao Yuri nodded without hesitation.
"Ichiro Miyamoto is dead, you should get back the original things!"
Yamata no Orochi opened his mouth slowly.
"What! Ichiro Miyamoto is dead!"
There was a shocked expression on Emperor Zhao Yuri's face.
"That's right! Now that the capital is hot, no one can stop you!"
Yamata no Orochi continued to bewitch.
"I want to regain the throne of the Emperor!"
"I want to regain the throne of the Emperor!"
Emperor Zhao Yuri kept whispering.
He opened the door and walked out of the palace.
"Tsk tsk! Creatures like humans are really the best to control!"
"The desire in my heart is simply not too much!"
Yamata no Orochi spitting out the snake channel.
His gaze turned to the side, the two delicate concubines.
"Tsk tsk! Since it's delivered to my mouth, I'll accept it reluctantly!"
After that, endless spring light bloomed in the palace.
At this time, Emperor Zhaoyu was far away from the main hall.
He didn't know that his concubine had become a plaything.
But even if he knew, he would offer it without hesitation.
Emperor Teruyuri had already regarded Yamata no Orochi as a real god.
"His Majesty the Japanese Emperor! Why are you here?"
The leader of the patrol team frowned involuntarily.
He was ordered by Ichiro Miyamoto to take strict care of Emperor Yuri.
The other party is not allowed to step out of the scope of the palace.
"Presumptuous! I am the Emperor of Japan, how can I allow you to ask like this?"
Emperor Zhao Yuri scolded loudly.
He originally wanted to confess, but when he thought that he was not what he used to be, he straightened up.
After swallowing his anger for so long, he finally rose up now.
Emperor Teruyuri wanted to regain his dignity, starting with these patrols.
He is very clear about the background of this patrol.
These people are all Miyamoto's subordinates, on the surface they are protecting, but secretly they are monitoring.
Anyone who takes half a step out of the palace will be stopped by these people.
The name is to protect his own safety, but in fact he is afraid that he will escape.
Especially Kobayashi Sangshita in front of him.
Relying on the backing of Ichiro Miyamoto, he often humiliated himself.
Especially his women, who have been defiled a lot by the other party.
But Emperor Zhaoyu at that time did not dare to resist at all.
All resentment and unwillingness erupted at this moment.
"Your Majesty the Japanese Emperor! You must be sick!"
Kobayashi frowned slightly.
He wanted to go to the palace tonight to find those old friends.
But Emperor Yuri was too ignorant to run out at this time.
This made him angry.
"Baga! Kneel down!"
Emperor Zhao Yuri couldn't bear it anymore, and burst out directly.
"Hmph! His Majesty the Japanese Emperor is sick, bring him back to the palace!"
Kobayashi Sangxia didn't get used to it either, and ordered his subordinates directly.
"His Majesty the Japanese Emperor! Come with us!"
Several patrolling soldiers stepped forward and said maliciously.
They stretched out their hands and grabbed Emperor Zhaoyu.
He didn't treat the other party as the Emperor of Japan at all.
After all, everyone knows that his position as Emperor of Japan has long existed in name only.
If it weren't for Miyamoto-sama, the other party would not know where he died.
"Ba Ga presses the road!"
Emperor Zhao Yuri was completely furious.
All the anger in his heart was vented at this moment.
Snapped!
Emperor Zhao Yuri shot directly and patted several soldiers into meat paste.
He is now a lord-level strength, although he is full of moisture.
But it is still easy to deal with a few soldiers.
Under the terrifying force, those soldiers were instantly turned into blood mist.
"You! When did you become an awakener!"
Kobayashi-san was stunned for a moment.
He looked at Emperor Zhaoyu in horror, even his honorific title was useless.
"Hmph! You bastard, how dare you humiliate me!"
"go to hell!"
Emperor Zhaoyu stretched out his hand and patted Kobayashi-sang.
Emperor Zhao Yuri exclaimed.
He felt a powerful force pouring into his body.
The originally weak body began to become stronger.
"Congratulations! Is this the power of the awakened!"
Emperor Zhaoyu said.
His strength at this time has broken through to the gold level.
But looking at this speed, there is no sign of stopping at all.
A pile of black foul-smelling dirt was constantly being squeezed out of the skin.
The gorgeous clothes were directly stained black by the mud.
But there was no frown on Emperor Yuri's face.
Because he felt that his power had become stronger than ever before.
"Ah! That's the feeling!"
Emperor Zhao Yuri groaned.
Fog continued to surround him.
"Lord junior! You should be able to convince the crowd!"
Yamata no Orochi stopped instilling power.
In just a short moment, Emperor Zhao Yuri had the power of a lord's primary level.
These instilled powers are all the souls absorbed during this time.
Although it can quickly improve its strength, it has huge flaws.
For example, the mind will be affected, and the strength cannot continue to improve.
But Yamata no Orochi didn't care about these at all.
To him, Emperor Teruyuri is a puppet, someone who controls Rejing!
"Thank you Baqi Great God for granting me supreme power!"
Emperor Zhao Yuri directly knelt on the ground and began to bow down.
Because the method just now is simply a miracle.
He was just an ordinary person, without any strength.
But the opponent can turn himself into an awakened person with just a few gestures.
Emperor Zhao Yuri yearned for the awakened ones, and also understood some divisions of strength.
He clearly felt that the power in his body was definitely not a low-level awakener!
Such a means, if not a god, what could it be?
Yamata no Orochi looked at the kneeling Emperor Teruhiro, showing a satisfied smile.
The effect he wanted has been achieved.
The original strength of Yamata no Orochi has indeed reached the mythical level.
But for some reason, his power was sealed, and now it is barely an epic level.
However, in order to maintain the epic level, it is necessary to continuously absorb the power of the soul.
The soul power that was originally saved was all exhausted by Emperor Zhaoyu just now.
But Yamata no Orochi was not worried at all.
After all, there are many people in this hot capital city!
He just needs to help Emperor Zhaoyu to regain control of Rejing City.
The souls of these people are his supplements!
The reason why Yamata no Orochi did this was because he faintly felt that the crisis was approaching.
The guy who killed Miyamoto Ichiro was by no means an idler!
After all, he has the powerful support of the Kusanagi Sword and the Monster Race Legion.
Coupled with Miyamoto Ichiro's legendary kendo, it should be enough to sweep the entire Wajima.
Even in the ocean, there are powerful ocean overlords.
But Ichiro Miyamoto should not be stupid enough to provoke these overlords.
So there is only one possibility, a certain powerful guy has come to Wa Island.
No matter who the opponent's target is, he must prepare in advance.
"Get up!"
Yamata no Orochi said.
"Thank you Yaqi Great God!"
Emperor Zhao Yuri slowly got up.
He bowed his body and stood in front of Yamata no Orochi.
It was as if the other party were his biological parents!
"Do you want to take back Recapital City?"
Yamata no Orochi asked.
"miss you!"
Emperor Zhao Yuri nodded without hesitation.
"Ichiro Miyamoto is dead, you should get back the original things!"
Yamata no Orochi opened his mouth slowly.
"What! Ichiro Miyamoto is dead!"
There was a shocked expression on Emperor Zhao Yuri's face.
"That's right! Now that the capital is hot, no one can stop you!"
Yamata no Orochi continued to bewitch.
"I want to regain the throne of the Emperor!"
"I want to regain the throne of the Emperor!"
Emperor Zhao Yuri kept whispering.
He opened the door and walked out of the palace.
"Tsk tsk! Creatures like humans are really the best to control!"
"The desire in my heart is simply not too much!"
Yamata no Orochi spitting out the snake channel.
His gaze turned to the side, the two delicate concubines.
"Tsk tsk! Since it's delivered to my mouth, I'll accept it reluctantly!"
After that, endless spring light bloomed in the palace.
At this time, Emperor Zhaoyu was far away from the main hall.
He didn't know that his concubine had become a plaything.
But even if he knew, he would offer it without hesitation.
Emperor Teruyuri had already regarded Yamata no Orochi as a real god.
"His Majesty the Japanese Emperor! Why are you here?"
The leader of the patrol team frowned involuntarily.
He was ordered by Ichiro Miyamoto to take strict care of Emperor Yuri.
The other party is not allowed to step out of the scope of the palace.
"Presumptuous! I am the Emperor of Japan, how can I allow you to ask like this?"
Emperor Zhao Yuri scolded loudly.
He originally wanted to confess, but when he thought that he was not what he used to be, he straightened up.
After swallowing his anger for so long, he finally rose up now.
Emperor Teruyuri wanted to regain his dignity, starting with these patrols.
He is very clear about the background of this patrol.
These people are all Miyamoto's subordinates, on the surface they are protecting, but secretly they are monitoring.
Anyone who takes half a step out of the palace will be stopped by these people.
The name is to protect his own safety, but in fact he is afraid that he will escape.
Especially Kobayashi Sangshita in front of him.
Relying on the backing of Ichiro Miyamoto, he often humiliated himself.
Especially his women, who have been defiled a lot by the other party.
But Emperor Zhaoyu at that time did not dare to resist at all.
All resentment and unwillingness erupted at this moment.
"Your Majesty the Japanese Emperor! You must be sick!"
Kobayashi frowned slightly.
He wanted to go to the palace tonight to find those old friends.
But Emperor Yuri was too ignorant to run out at this time.
This made him angry.
"Baga! Kneel down!"
Emperor Zhao Yuri couldn't bear it anymore, and burst out directly.
"Hmph! His Majesty the Japanese Emperor is sick, bring him back to the palace!"
Kobayashi Sangxia didn't get used to it either, and ordered his subordinates directly.
"His Majesty the Japanese Emperor! Come with us!"
Several patrolling soldiers stepped forward and said maliciously.
They stretched out their hands and grabbed Emperor Zhaoyu.
He didn't treat the other party as the Emperor of Japan at all.
After all, everyone knows that his position as Emperor of Japan has long existed in name only.
If it weren't for Miyamoto-sama, the other party would not know where he died.
"Ba Ga presses the road!"
Emperor Zhao Yuri was completely furious.
All the anger in his heart was vented at this moment.
Snapped!
Emperor Zhao Yuri shot directly and patted several soldiers into meat paste.
He is now a lord-level strength, although he is full of moisture.
But it is still easy to deal with a few soldiers.
Under the terrifying force, those soldiers were instantly turned into blood mist.
"You! When did you become an awakener!"
Kobayashi-san was stunned for a moment.
He looked at Emperor Zhaoyu in horror, even his honorific title was useless.
"Hmph! You bastard, how dare you humiliate me!"
"go to hell!"
Emperor Zhaoyu stretched out his hand and patted Kobayashi-sang.
