My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS Chapter 180 - 127: Torrential Rain, Tokyo, Bloody Storm Auct

Saying that, he suddenly raised his head and signaled with his eyes to one person among the mbers.

The ten mbers on the auction stage followed his gaze, simultaneously glancing at the selected person:

——It was a figure clad in a pitch-black ninja outfit.

Seeing Zhou Jiuya’s gaze fall on him, Oda Takashige was first slightly stunned, then slowly lowered his gaze. He remained silent, a glimr of light flickering in his eyes.

"Takashige..."

Ayase Origami was stunned for a mont, subconsciously speaking his na.

"Co here." Zhou Jiuya said, his tone calm yet imbued with an undeniable authority.

Oda Takashige exhaled lightly, then moved forward without hesitation.

In the dead silence, Ayase Origami suddenly froze, then abruptly sprang up, her silhouette flashing in front of Oda Takashige. The sleeves of her maroon kimono lifted, and she crossed her arms, guarding in front of Oda Takashige, her expression extrely cold.

Imdiately, countless paper butterflies fluttered out of her sleeves.

"Hey, young lady you..."

Lan Duoduo muttered with a complex expression, jumping down from the auction stage, and the next mont her voice abruptly ceased.

A bronze iron pillar falling from mid-air crushed her into a mist of blood. Amidst the deafening roar, red mist swept across the cheeks of every mber. The sll of blood assaulted their nostrils, filling them.

Xia Pingzhou took a long ti to react, slowly lowering his eyes to look at the pool of blood on the ground.

A lock of Lan Duoduo’s blue hair still floated above.

"Lan, Lan Duoduo..." Andrew was stunned, his expression gradually becoming fierce and gloomy, clutching the sniper rifle tightly to his chest.

"I said I only want his life." Zhou Jiuya raised his head, staring unfeelingly at Ayase Origami, "Move aside. Otherwise... more than just one mber will die."

Ayase Origami turned her head blankly, her empty eyes looking at Lan Duoduo, who had already turned into a pool of blood.

Urushibara Osamu was silent for a mont: "You killed one more of our mbers. This is different from what was agreed upon beforehand. Can we exchange his life for it?"

"That’s a different matter, a life for a life... Although what you wiped out was a bunch of scum not even worth garbage, there still needs to be so price paid."

Finishing, Zhou Jiuya leisurely scanned the brigade mbers, his gaze pausing for a second on Xia Pingzhou and Urushibara Osamu.

He lowered his eyes, speaking indifferently: "Indeed... among you, many have potential, perhaps in the future, so might luckily grow to Quasi-Calamity level. At that ti, you’re welco to co to avenge ."

"But not now, crushing an ant brings no joy, I hope you have so self-awareness. The distance between Quasi-Calamity and Calamity isn’t just a ’quasi’... by the way, Calamity is divided into 3, 5, and 9 levels, face a weaker Calamity... you might stand a slight chance to resist, like so riffraff in Rainbow Wings."

Zhou Jiuya paused: "But it’s a pity the person standing here is , so I advise you frogs in the well not to waste my ti. Whether another mber dies or half of you die, choose for yourselves."

Urushibara Osamu lowered his deep, silent eyes.

"Since there’s no answer, let’s consider you have already acquiesced to my rules." Zhou Jiuya looked up again, facing Ayase Origami, "Then I’ll say it again... Step aside from that ninja."

He said word by word, "My patience is limited."

Xia Pingzhou gazed at Zhou Jiuya from afar, thinking: Is this the power of Calamity level...? Standing at the peak of the entire world, a monster above all others, what ordinary people see as strong, in front of Calamity is trivial.

If it ca to the real deal, Zhou Jiuya could even destroy a city.

And within "Lake Hunting", apart from Zhou Jiuya, there are three other Exorcists of equal strength.

In "Rainbow Wings", there are twelve Calamity level powerhouses.

Gu Qiye and Gu Zhuo Case, this father and son pair... plan to seek revenge against true monsters like this.

The mbers of the White Crow Travel Brigade remained silent, their expressions varied. They all understood that Ayase Origami’s actions were not rational, but no one went to stop her. If Zhou Jiuya acted against the two of them, perhaps everyone would explode at the sa ti.

At this mont, Oda Takashige slowly lowered the ninja mask, turned around, and looked plainly at the young lady.

His gaze was very ordinary.

So ordinary as if it were a sumr afternoon, in that café, while wiping a cup with a towel and looking up from presbyopic glasses, he gave her a soft smile.

Suddenly, Oda Takashige reached out and patted the top of Ayase Origami’s head.

When she was very young, Oda Takashige ca to the Ayase family and patted her head just like that.

That day, the cherry blossoms in the courtyard blood beautifully, one or two petals fell on the kimono girl’s head. She raised her head, gazing bewilderedly at the man in butler’s attire, with presbyopic glasses.

"Young lady, please rember to take care of yourself." Oda Takashige said in a low voice.

Feeling the warmth from above her head, Ayase Origami slightly widened her hollow eyes, stunned for a long, long ti. The paper butterflies fluttered in the sky of the auction hall, like a reverse-flowing, pristine white storm. The rustling sound grew louder, as if about to engulf the entire world.

The mbers on the auction stage stood up.