The Demon's Menu-Chapter 1123: You Are Truly an Old General on the Stage! (2)

Watching the giant snake and Hu Qiandai being entangled by it, she was extremely anxious.

What to do?

What to do?

The female detective asked herself.

Meanwhile, the serpent demon continued to speak.

"Not to mention you!"

"Even those among you once called ’Swordmasters’, when they brandished those laughable swords, in the end, they’re still just food!"

"Their fate as food never changed!"

"You’re the same!"

"I’ve eaten more than one Swordmaster!"

"And you, an insect like this?"

"I don’t mind eating one more!"

"You know?"

After the threatening words, the serpent demon stopped, satisfied.

It was just boasting.

Although it had eaten Swordmasters, it was with the help of the boss, as it went to clean up the ’aftermath’,

Fight a real Swordmaster?

Average Swordmasters were no problem.

Slightly more powerful ones, and it would be slain.

But, what does it matter?

In any case, it was only to deceive Hu Qiandai before its eyes.

Hu Qiandai didn’t know the truth.

As long as it was fooled, that would suffice.

And judging from the current situation, it was doing quite well.

Hu Qiandai, dazed and confused, was clearly taken in.

Immediately, the serpent demon prepared to leave with Hu Qiandai in tow. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

But at that moment, Hu Qiandai suddenly spoke up—

"What did the Swordmasters fight for?"

"They were already strong, even without fighting you, they should have been able to live well, right?"

"Why did they fight?"

Hu Qiandai asked with her head bowed.

"Fools!"

"Those guys, always mouthing off about so-called ’justice’, about protecting others, and never backing down even a step, are fools."

"Then... they brandished their laughable swords and became our food!"

The serpent demon laughed scornfully without looking back.

Then, it paused.

It felt something odd about its own scales.

Instinctively turning its head, the serpent demon saw Hu Qiandai biting into its scales.

Bang!

Without any hesitation, the serpent demon flung Hu Qiandai away.

"Bastard!"

"Lower life form!"

"Dare to bite me!"

Even though the bite didn’t damage it in the slightest, such an act enraged the serpent demon.

Looking at Hu Qiandai, who had fallen with a bloody head, it struck out with its tail without hesitation.

Bang!

Hu Qiandai was powerless to dodge and was heavily smashed into the ground.

Blood sprayed out accompanied by the sound of bones breaking and tendons snapping.

"Hu Qiandai!"

Uesugi, Hui Lijing called out loudly.

Uesugi, the father with both arms broken, shakily stood up by pushing his head against the ground.

Hui Lijing, enduring the severe pain throughout her body, began to move step by step toward Hu Qiandai.

The serpent demon watched with its cold eyes a scene that felt somewhat familiar.

"So that’s how it is!"

"You too are such fools!"

"Hahaha!"

Commenting thus, the serpent demon laughed again. It looked at Hu Qiandai, covered in blood, consciousness clearly fading, then glanced at Hui Lijing, who could barely stand due to her injuries, and spoke directly—

"No!"

"You’re even bigger fools than them!"

"At least they had a sword."

"What about you?"

"Defenseless!"

"But... even if you had a sword, what could you do with it?"

"You, an insect like this, even if you had a sword, what could you do? Could you use it to slay me?"

The serpent demon laughed out loud.

The semi-conscious Hu Qiandai, as if sensing something.

She murmured in a daze.

"The sword."

"My sword."

This murmuring made the serpent demon all the more disdainful.

At a time like this, still lost in an illusion.

How could there possibly be a sword here?

It couldn’t just fall from the sky!

Hui Lijing, moving a step at a time, heard Hu Qiandai’s murmuring.

She looked at her friend lying in a pool of blood, her teeth clenched tight.

At this moment, the female detective hated her own weakness profoundly.

Why couldn’t she be as strong as Jason?

No!

She didn’t need to be as strong as Jason!

Just half as strong as Jason would be enough!

At least!

At least fulfill Hu Qiandai’s last wish!

Yes!

Her last wish!

The female detective could tell, Hu Qiandai wasn’t going to survive.

Such injuries, a normal person would have died long ago.

That Hu Qiandai could still speak, it was a miracle.

Or rather, it was determination.

Longing for a sword.

That was Hu Qiandai’s determination.

"Please give her a sword!"

"Please give Hu Qiandai a sword!"

"Whoever can hear, does it matter who, can you hear me?"

"I beg you..."

Hui Lijing staggered on, shouting loudly in her heart.

She did not know what to do anymore.

All she wished was to fulfill Hu Qiandai’s last desire.

That was all.

Ding!

A clear and sharp sword cry suddenly rang out.

Echoing in everyone’s ears.

The next moment—

Sword Qi soared into the sky.

A straight line, cutting through the clouds.

The clouds were split in two.

Under the sunlight, a cold light emanated.

The unmatched sharpness, as if to cleave the sky itself.

Roar!

Roar roar roar!

Draconic chants emerged from the abyss-like depths below.

It.

Had been waiting for a long time!

It.

Finally heard its master’s response!

It.

Has come!

Clang!

With a flash of cold gleam, a long blade shot out from the ground, landing precisely in the blood-soaked hands of Hu Qiandai.

Upon gripping the hilt, Hu Qiandai, whose life seemed to be ebbing away, lifted her head as if revitalized.

She wanted to look at the blade in her hands.

However, she saw a woman dressed in gorgeous ancient attire, beautiful like a princess.

The woman, seeing Hu Qiandai’s gaze, gave a low curtsy.

"My Lord,"

The woman said.

The voice was familiar, very familiar, it was...

"Were you the one in my previous dreams?"

Hu Qiandai asked subconsciously.

"It is I, my Lord,"

"I am..."

The woman’s voice was drowned out, leaving only the movement of her lips opening and closing.

But to Hu Qiandai, it was unmistakably clear.

The words appeared at the bottom of her heart.

"It’s Himekazu Hitachi!"

She was so certain.

And just as she called out the name of her beloved blade, a brilliance emerged.

A substantial white glow spread from ’Himekazu Hitachi’ covering Hu Qiandai’s whole body.

The next moment, the light converged.

Hu Qiandai, who was on the brink of death, stood up again.

A blue-and-white armor skirt replaced her original dress.

She held the long blade and looked ahead.

Behind her, a huge banner, suspended in mid-air, fluttered noisily.

The banner rippled.

The light danced.

Gradually converging.

Finally, a word emerged resplendently—

Bi!

When the ’Bi’ character appeared, the dragon chant sounded again.

Unlike the previous ethereal presence.

This time it was real.

It made the serpent demon in front of her retreat continuously, quivering with fear.

It was as if she faced her true bane!

No!

To be precise, it was the suppression by a higher being!

An otherworldly presence, forcing it to submit to the ground.

But how could this be!

A mere mortal!

"I will eat you!"

The incomprehensible suppression drove the serpent demon completely mad as it lunged at Hu Qiandai with bloodshot eyes.

Roar!

A putrid wind assaulted her face.

Hu Qiandai, however, lowered her head to look at the treasured blade in her hand.

"Himekazu Hitachi, we can fight side by side once more,"

She murmured softly, drawing her sword.

Clang!

With the unsheathing of the blade.

A cold light flashed.

Slash!

The massive serpent demon was cleaved in half.

Its head also shattered into pieces.

The incomplete eyes stared at the ’Bi’ character banner in the void.

Suddenly, it recalled a rumor about the Uesugi Family from the Warring States period—

Where the ’Bi’ banner goes, unstoppable!

But that was during the Warring States!

That person had long been dead beyond death!

How could this be?

With such doubt, the serpent demon plunged into complete darkness.

Hu Qiandai breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked at the ’Bi’ character banner fluttering above, her eyes filled with bewilderment.

Then, she collapsed backwards.

"Hu Qiandai!"

Uesugi, Hui Lijing, stunned by the scene before them, ran over in a hurry.

Neither of them knew what had happened to Hu Qiandai, but the concern in their eyes and on their faces never changed.

Just like the unwavering conviction in Hu Qiandai’s heart.

Whether it was in a past life... or in this one.

Jason was no different.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks, raising his head to look in the direction of the ancestral home, unconsciously swallowing his saliva, and whispered to himself—

"How fragrant."