The sudden intrusion of the ramen chef interrupted the life-or-death battle, making Kazama Ruri feel extremely irritated.
His narrow vertical pupils held a chilling coldness. Under the influence of the potion, the dragon blood, surpassing its Critical Blood Limit, transformed him into Death Servitor.
His emotions and reason became more violent and cruel. The golden pupils gleamed with a terrifying sense of oppression.
Even Inuyama Katsu, feeling the bone-chilling cold and the terrifying pressure like an abyss, couldn't help but be startled.
Gen Chisei, badly wounded and lying on the ground, forced himself to get up with great effort.
The previous strike had broken seven or eight of his ribs. Even with his hybrid body, it would take him a long time to recover.
But right now, there was no time for rest. Gen Chisei gritted his teeth, enduring the immense pain, and shakily stood up. He looked at the ramen chef standing between him and Kazama, his voice low: "I don't know who you are, but this is between him and me. Please don't interfere."
Saying that, he began to search for the alchemic sword that had been knocked away, ready to continue the brutal fight with his brother.
"Master!"
Sakura bit her lip, her gaze filled with reluctance.
"Chime... this blood is cursed."
Gen Chisei bent down to pick up the fallen Spider Cutter, tightened his grip on the hilt, and wiped the blood from his lips. His eyes were filled with determination. "It shouldn't exist in this world. You and I are the last heirs of this bloodline. If we die here, the fate will end, right?"
He had made up his mind. Since he, as the 'Amaterasu,' couldn't stop the 'Susanoo,'
Then let him fall into hell together!
Seeing something in Gen Chisei's eyes, Kazama Ruri couldn't help but laugh to the sky, his laughter filled with sarcasm and mockery.
"Sakura, Inuyama Katsu... Please, listen carefully."
Gen Chisei stood with the sword in his hand, his voice clearly reaching their ears: "I, in the name of the 74th head of Yamata no Orochi, forbid anyone from interfering in this fight. If anything happens to me, Nanami from the Sakurai family will inherit the position of head of the Yamata no Orochi!"
Inuyama Katsu's face twitched, seemingly understanding something, his pupils shrinking. "Impossible!"
"This is an order."
Gen Chisei's eyes were cold as he took out a deep purple syringe from his pocket.
"As a human, I can't kill you, but as a Demon, I can surpass the human's limits."
He looked up at the night sky, dark clouds hanging over Tokyo Bay, with light rain falling onto his hard face.
"My life has always been for slaying demons, but only at this moment do I understand why demons long for power. When you're already in endless darkness, how can you not be drawn to the flames?"
"Young master, don't!"
Sakura recognized it. That was Dragon's Blood!
"Come, Chime."
Gen Chisei no longer hesitated, ready to inject the Dragon's Blood and trade his fall for strength when someone pressed his hand down.
Was it... the ramen master?
The ramen master grabbed his wrist with ease and pressed it down. Gen Chisei stood there in shock, staring at the old man, surprised by his strength.
"I'm sorry, Gen Chisei." The ramen master said in a low voice, his eyes filled with regret. "As you said, this blood is a curse. I owe so much to you brothers. If only I had known earlier... maybe this wouldn't have happened."
"I don't care who you are. Get away from me, now!"
Kazama Ruri gripped his alchemic sword tightly, killing intent in his eyes. His face, covered in exoskeleton and scales, looked terrifying.
"This rare gathering... I don't want any outsiders interfering. Old man... do you understand?"
"Who are you, really?"
Gen Chisei grew more confused as he heard the strange words.
"Me? I guess I'm the most irresponsible... father in the world."
The ramen master let out a long sigh and slowly turned around, looking at the fierce Kazama Ruri.
"My name is Uesugi Koeru. Someone told me, on a genetic level, I am your father."
Uesugi Koeru?!
Inuyama Katsu trembled at the sound of this name. His aging body shook, and his eyes showed a hint of shock.
"Are you... really..." His mind went blank for a moment, and his eyes widened as he stared at the ramen master. He was left speechless for a moment. "Uesugi Koeru... the previous Shadow Emperor!"
"If no one else carries that name," Uesugi Koeru said, his eyes lowering. He had run from his responsibilities for decades, but now, with this call, they once again rested on his shoulders.
"You say you're my... father?"
Gen Chisei twitched his eyes, his mouth hanging open, his mind buzzing.
"Father?"
Kazama Ruri froze for half a second, then couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Hahaha, at this point, what use is saying all this?"
"At least, let me save some of the tragedy."
Uesugi Koeru stepped in front of Kazama Ruri, calmly saying, "That person told me that destiny cannot be easily changed, but I don't believe that, so I came."
"Hahaha, so, are you going to kill me?" Kazama Ruri looked him in the eye fearlessly and grinned. "The great Shadow Emperor, personally slaying a child who has fallen to the path of evil, protecting the honor of Yamata no Orochi, right?!"
"No, you're wrong, young man."
Uesugi Koeru took a step forward, and it was as if an endless abyss of darkness surrounded him.
The next moment, the wind picked up, and the dark clouds hanging in the Tokyo Bay night sky seemed to be pulled by some force, descending, descending, and continuing to fall.
Everything within a few hundred meters of him was being drawn toward the elder.
"I've come to sever the curse of fate!"
At that moment, it felt as though the light over the entire Tokyo Bay was being swallowed by a massive black sun.
The pitch-black sun, releasing an intense heat, unleashed a powerful gravity that could tear apart everything, causing the ground and even the atmosphere to tremble and wail in agony.
Word Soul: Black Sun!
"Little boy, bite down on your teeth."
At this moment, within the aging, decaying body of Uesugi Koeru, it was as if a volcano lay dormant, ready to erupt. His sharp golden eyes shone with supreme authority. "That person told me you were controlled by Osho. To bring you back to your senses, I have no choice but to... give you a good beating!"
He sighed, then said, "Son, don't blame me for being harsh. This is what he told me—disobedient sons just need a good beating to set them straight."
Kazama Ruri: "???"
But the next moment...
Uesugi raised his hand. The terrifying gravity from the black sun above exploded.
In an instant, the world plunged into darkness. The immense gravity pulled Kazama Ruri uncontrollably toward the old man. That wrinkled, ancient hand, as if blocking the sky and sun, seemed like it would overturn the entire world before it slammed down on his face.
Boom!!!
Under the massive pull of the black sun, Kazama Ruri couldn't control his body.
He could only watch helplessly as the old man's slap descended. The moment it made contact with his face, it felt as if he was being crushed by a hydraulic press.
The hard exoskeleton cracked, and then, under the extreme heat and gravity, his proud dragon body shattered. Kazama Ruri's vision went black, and he immediately lost consciousness.
In the stunned gazes of Gen Chisei, Inuyama Katsu, and Sakura, the once seemingly invincible Kazama Ruri—who had been like a vicious demon—was effortlessly knocked out with a single slap from the old man.
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