As an experienced member of Higurashi Shrine, one must certainly have studied the languages in
America. âWhy are you looking for Izanami Shrine?â Uncle Sanada asked.
âYou just have to tell us. Where is it?â Uncle Drake yelled.
âI canât tell you!â Uncle Sanada exclaimed.
Uncle Drake had lost his patience long ago. Now, whether his Dragon Lord, Martiny Mayer, was dead
or alive was unknown to him. Earlier, he already wasted too much time on the road. What if he couldnât
make it in time, and Dragon Lord died? Uncle Drake, who was the Dragon Guardian, would be
punishable by death.
Boom!
Uncle Drake sent Uncle Sanada flying with a palm strike.
âArgh!â
When two other members of Higurashi Shrine saw this, they instantly shouted angrily and attacked
Uncle Drake. In the end, the outcome wasnât surprising at all.
The two were sent flying like canon pellets.
In the next second, Uncle Drake unleashed his imposing aura.
A spiritual pressure that enveloped the entire sky, covered Higurashi Shrine. His voice, which sounded
like an old dragonâs voice, resonated above the shrine. âAoda Sasaki, your old friend is here to see
you. Why donât you come out and see me?â
The two words âsee meâ resonated for a long time without signs of fading. In an instant, experts in
Higurashi Shrine were all woken up by this voice.
The older generation of expert swordsmen, who were sleeping in the shrine and secretly cultivating, all
opened their eyes.
Mr. Sasaki, who was sent flying, was stunned with his eyes widened. His name was Toro Sasaki. He
was Aoda Sasakiâs grandson.
Toro didnât think the people who came would be brave enough to call his grandfather out like that. One
ought to know that his grandfather was already Higurashiâs number one expert a few decades ago.
Moreover, he was known as the first swordsman in Japan. Many people had died under Toroâs
grandfatherâs blade.
Were they here to die?
Shuffleâ¦
A shadow figure leaped out of the shrine.
âWhich lowly figure dares to address the divine lord of Higurashi Shrine so directly?â the person
shouted in the air.
Uncle Drake snorted coldly with his hands behind him. âIâm looking for Aoda Sasaki. Why are you
here? Get lost!â
A soundwave came crashing down like a mountain. Uncle Drake didnât even move his hands, but that
person was sent flying against a wooden door. The wooden door was crushed into pieces.
Cling, cling!
Several wind chimes in front of the door made a rampant ringing sound.
Aurelius Augustus was instantly shocked.
âWasnât this way too powerful?â
Uncle Drake was able to knock a divine servant of the shrine with a single sentence.
Was Uncle Drake a god?
âAoda, I didnât come here with a lot of patience in mind. Iâm counting to three. If you donât come out, Iâll
tear your shrine apart,â Uncle shouted again.
As soon as he finished speaking, another voice was heard.
âOutrageous!â
âYou have a death wish!â
âArgh!â
Three shadow figures shot forward with intense murderous intenL
Bang, bang, bang!
In the end, the three were sent flying. They even spat blood in the air.
âOne! Two!â
ââ¦â
Right then, a womanâs voice could be heard in the sky. âArenât you quite the bully, Mister?â
In the night sky, a barefooted woman hovered silently in the air. She looked down coldly at Alex
Rockefeller and the rest There wasnât any emotion in her unwavering eyes at all.