A journey through the underworld, starting from the Tsubakihara family.

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Aishu held a glass of red wine, gently swirling it, the scarlet liquid forming arcs on the glass.

As soon as he finished speaking, the office door was pushed open.

A petite figure dressed in black leather armor walked in, carrying a suitcase that seemed disproportionate to her size, with a cold expression.

However, her current appearance was hardly intimidating.

Because it's a full moon night, Annerose has transformed into her little girl form.

That stunningly beautiful face had lost its usual coldness and gained a bit of baby fat, and her golden pupils were wide open, revealing clarity and innocence.

It's unclear whether her leather armor changes with her body shape or if a children's version was prepared separately.

Speaking of which, on the night of the full moon, when Annie Rose transforms into a loli, her own state is reset, which means...

Just as some rather harsh thoughts were surfacing in Jingu Makoto's mind, the briefcase in Annerose's hand suddenly transformed into a petite maid, none other than Michiko.

As soon as she appeared, her eyes lit up and she went straight for Anne-López.

Under the amused gazes of Aishu and Jingu Makoto, he picked up his master and rubbed his cheek against him happily.

"Hehe, Master is so cute!"

"Put me down, you idiot!"

Anne-Loz blushed instantly at the gazes directed at her by the two women. She struggled in Michiko's arms, protesting in a childish voice.

Michiko reluctantly let go of her hand.

"Ahem." Annerose cleared her throat, straightened her small chest, and, holding the rather long Vajra Yaksha (a type of magic weapon), forced herself to remain calm as she said, "I'm here. That magician will probably make his move tonight, right?"

“Of course,” Jingu Makoto replied. “I received news that the Muscle Group has made a move. They’ve gathered their forces and are quietly making their way towards the Red Sky Tower.”

He then looked at Annerose and asked, "By the way, have you notified them yet?"

"Yes, Granny Noi has agreed. Watch me wipe them out in a minute!"

Perhaps because she had shrunk, Anne-Loz's mentality had also become somewhat childlike, waving her little fists and looking very energetic.

Seeing her like this, Jingu Makoto felt a strong urge to tease her for some reason.

So he said, "Would you like a pre-battle massage?"

Upon hearing the word "massage," Anne Lorze's pretty face immediately turned bright red.

These past two nights, Makoto Jingu has been sneaking into her room, ostensibly to relax her muscles and bones.

As for the loyal little maid, she was fast asleep in another room, completely unaware of what was happening.

"W-what massage?" Michiko, who had been laughing foolishly to the side, suddenly woke up and perked up her ears.

"It's just that Jingu-kun helped me... relax." Annerose blushed, her voice growing softer and softer.

"Nani!?"

Michiko felt as if an invisible thunderbolt had struck her head.

No wonder her master hasn't asked her to massage these past few days; it turns out she's been replaced by this wretched human?

Oh no, I'm not as good at cooking as others, and now even my massage job has been taken away from me. I feel like I'm really useless...

Overwhelmed with grief, Michiko silently crouched in a corner, drawing circles in her eyes, her gaze vacant, muttering under her breath, "I curse you, you scoundrel who stole my job..."

Aishu, who was listening to their conversation, blinked her fox-like eyes, a charming smile curving her lips, and leaned closer, saying, "What kind of massage is this? It sounds interesting. I'd like to try it too."

"No way!" Without a second thought, Annerose immediately spread her small arms to block Aishu's path, declaring possessively, "This belongs to me alone!"

"It's okay, we can go together." Aishu wasn't afraid of her, let alone this harmless little loli form.

"Together? That's so vulgar..."

Anne-Loz's eyes instantly turned into two dizzy circles, and her head started to smoke.

"We're best friends, so of course we should share good things together."

Aishu grinned and took Annerose's little hand, leading her to Jingu Makoto's side. Then, he took her hand and pressed it against the car keys that Jingu Makoto had hidden.

"stop!"

Jingu Makoto reacted swiftly and stopped this treacherous act.

Although a pre-battle session can be beneficial to both body and mind, it's uncertain when the enemy will attack.

It would be bad if the massage were interrupted halfway through.

"Alright, Aishu, stop teasing her." Jingu Makoto ended the conversation with a hint of helplessness.

And at this moment——

Rumble!

The entire building shook violently, and a loud noise came from outside the window.

A towering, pitch-black structure rose from the ground without warning, like a giant battering sledgehammer, and crashed straight into the Red Sky Tower!

"coming!"

The three of them immediately became serious.

Ai Xiu reached out and pressed on the desk, and a huge red magic shield instantly opened, enveloping the entire Red Sky Building.

"Bam—!"

The black tower slammed into the protective shield with a dull thud.

The tower was forced to stop, but the earth trembled even more violently.

The ground around the Red Sky Tower suddenly cracked open, and several thick, scarlet tentacles emerged from the ground, like crazed giant pythons, constantly lashing at the red protective shield.

Each impact caused violent ripples in the shield, and judging by the momentum, it would be breached soon.

This tower, named Nakashiba Island, is a mobile fortress and also a research institute where Balt conducts magical experiments.

Its appearance also means that Barut has really gone all out this time.

Aishu looked out the window and sighed softly, "It's finally here."

Jingu Makoto remained calm. He glanced at the two women beside him and said, "Then let's each do our own thing."

"Michiko, let's go!" Annerose nodded heavily, then called to the maid who was still moaning in the corner.

The previously melancholic Michiko instantly perked up upon hearing the call to battle.

Hmph, I can transform into a briefcase to carry weapons and items for my master. Can you, Shingu Makoto, do that? I'm still quite useful!

The little maid instantly transformed back into a suitcase, which Annerose then carried in her hand.

Seeing this, Ai Xiu also took the initiative to release the protective shield.

The guards of Red Sky Tower came out in full force and instantly clashed with the tentacle monsters, werewolves, and mutants pouring out from Zhongzhi Island, their battle cries shaking the heavens.

Hongtianlou was thrown into complete chaos.

At the same time, a tall figure floated in mid-air.

He was dressed in a black tailcoat, wearing a top hat and a monocle; he was none other than Barut, who had been lying in wait in the shadows for a long time.

"Your Excellency Red Queen and Your Majesty the Crimson Dragon Emperor, good evening."

Beneath Barut's feet, enormous tentacles intertwined, forming a constantly writhing fleshy cushion.

He looked at Jingu Makoto, but there was little surprise in his eyes. After all, Jingu Makoto hadn't made any effort to conceal himself when entering and leaving the Crimson Heaven Tower these past few days.

However, Barut didn't care too much. In his opinion, a Red Dragon Emperor this young could only reach the Demon King level at most.

On their side, there were three of them.

Furthermore, the Iron Witch is still in a weakened state, so it's three against one, giving us the advantage!

"Your Excellency Crimson Dragon Emperor, would you be willing to leave now? I have no ill intentions towards you, and if so, I will reward you handsomely afterward."

Although it seems that Jingu Makoto has been bewitched by Aishu, Bart still intends to start with some verbal sparring, as is customary.

"Seriously, stop talking so much nonsense."

Before the other party could finish speaking, Jingu Makoto's figure vanished instantly, and he immediately chose to take action.

If you're going to fight, then fight! Stop with the whine and nonsense!

Chapter 155 Vajra Yaksha

The fist has already arrived before the person does!

The moment Jingu Makoto's figure disappeared, his fist was already in front of Balt.

The force of the punch tore through the air, emitting a piercing shriek, and even distorted the space itself.

Barut's expression changed drastically behind his monocle.

Danger!

As the tuxedo fell away, scarlet tentacles exploded, intertwining wildly and instantly forming a thick wall of flesh in front of him.

next second.

That fist slammed into the fleshy wall.

There was no loud noise.

Only a ring of pure white air blasts exploded violently from the center of the fist.

Then came the deafening roar.

boom! ! ! !

Barut and the tentacle pads beneath his feet were blasted from mid-air by this punch, crashing straight through the ground!

The earth collapsed, creating a giant crater.

The terrifying shockwave transformed into a visible white ring, sweeping outwards and flattening a small hill in the distance.

Inside the deep pit, the magician Balt was smashed into a pile of mangled flesh.

The green slime mixed with bits of flesh and severed tentacles looked disgusting.

But the next second, the tentacles began to writhe wildly, flesh and blood reorganized, and a brand new Barut crawled out.

He braced himself on one of his tentacles and awkwardly raised his head.

Looking at Jingu Makoto floating in mid-air, his face was filled with horror.

The host of the artifact must have human blood...

How old is this guy? Did he start cultivating in the womb?

What makes him even more uneasy is that his two helpers have not yet shown up.

Just then, a dark red pillar of destruction shot into the sky from behind the Red Sky Tower!

The Steel Witch? Wasn't she weakened? This power...

However, Barut had no time to think about it anymore.

Because Makoto Jingu's fist is coming again!

……

five minutes ago.

In the shadows behind the Red Sky Building.

A large group of muscular, strong men were gathered here; they were the elite of the muscle group.

At the very front of the crowd stood a man who looked like a steel sculpture.

He was only wearing shorts, and every muscle looked like it had been sculpted from granite.

His silver skin gleamed with a cold metallic sheen under the moonlight, and there were even sparks dancing on his skin.

It was none other than Muscle Joe, the leader of the Muscle Gang.

"Gulu gulu..."

Muscle Joe grabbed a large can of protein powder handed to him by his subordinate and ate it like a meal. He tilted his head back and poured it into his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing as he chewed.

"Phew...it tastes good."