HCB Chapter 1241 Before me, no one dares to claim invincibility.
Chapter 1241 Before me, no one dares to claim invincibility.
The city's garrison commander, Sakuma Morimasa, was stunned by Lin Zhen's earth-shattering words. His mind was buzzing as if hundreds of monks were chanting sutras at the same time.
He stared blankly at the mysterious man in the carriage whose eyes were the only part of his body visible, as if he had been frozen in place.
Oda Nobunaga is dead?
Do I want to replace him?
What... what kind of indecent words are these?
He felt like he wasn't guarding the city gate, but rather dancing at the gates of hell, and then he lost his footing and fell straight into the eighteenth level of hell.
"You...you're talking nonsense! Our lord is invincible, how could he possibly die! Who are you? If you dare to spread these lies again, don't blame me for being merciless!"
Although Sakuma Morimasa was inwardly panicking, he still shouted loudly, trying to sound tough. He subconsciously gripped the hilt of his sword, his palms sticky with cold sweat.
He couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it.
The Sixth Demon King, who was like a god or a demon in his eyes and was invincible, died silently.
How can this be?
However, the man inside the carriage seemed completely oblivious to his threat, merely letting out a disdainful chuckle.
"Invincible under heaven?" Lin Zhen's voice was icy cold, devoid of any warmth. "Before me, there is no one in this world who dares to claim invincibility."
As he spoke, he slowly tossed something out of the carriage.
The thing traced an arc in the air and rolled "gurgle" to Sakuma Morimasa's feet.
Sakuma Morimasa subconsciously looked down.
The next second, his already pale face instantly lost all color!
Those eyes were wide open, bigger than a dead fish, and the eyeballs were almost bulging out of their sockets!
That...that's a human head!
A head, already burned beyond recognition, but with its grotesque, unseeing expression and signature mustache still clearly visible!
It's Oda Nobunaga!
It really is Oda Nobunaga!
"vomit--"
An overwhelming sense of nausea and fear surged from his stomach to his throat. Sakuma Morimasa could no longer hold back and, leaning against the wall, vomited on the spot.
He vomited so badly he felt dizzy and his intestines were breaking.
He felt that his entire worldview had been completely shattered at that moment by this bloody human head!
It’s over.
It's all over.
That legendary man is really dead.
And he, Sakuma Morimasa, this lowly subordinate of the Oda clan, was about to be buried with that dead man.
Just as he was feeling utterly hopeless and preparing to draw his sword and commit suicide to preserve his so-called samurai dignity.
Lin Zhen's voice, like a devil's whisper, rang slowly in his ears once again.
"Oda Nobunaga is dead. His most capable subordinates, Shibata Katsuie, Hashiba Hideyoshi, and Maeda Toshiie, are still out there fighting fiercely with the remnants of the Tokugawa clan."
"The current Azuchi Castle is a ghost town without a leader."
"And you, Sakuma Morimasa, Shibata Katsuie's nephew, hold the power to guard half of the gates of Azuchi Castle."
"Would you say this is the biggest opportunity of your life?"
Every word Lin Zhen said was like a red-hot branding iron, branding Sakuma Morimasa's heart.
This caused his already cold and desperate heart to burn fiercely and uncontrollably once again!
opportunity?
Yes! This is an incredible, once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Oda Nobunaga is dead!
Those mountains that usually weigh heavily on our heads are not in the city!
But he himself held the key to this power center!
As long as... as long as I can...
A crazy idea, so crazy that it frightened even himself, grew wildly in his heart like a poisonous mushroom after the rain!
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes, red from vomiting, fixed on the mysterious man inside the carriage, who looked like a god or demon.
His voice was hoarse from extreme excitement and fear.
"You...what do you want?"
He knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch.
Since the man in front of him has given him such a huge "pie," he will inevitably make him pay a corresponding price.
"What I want is very simple." Lin Zhen's voice remained calm, yet it was filled with an irresistible magic.
"First, open the city gates and let us in."
"Second, help me to bring someone to the castle tower of Azuchi Castle without anyone noticing."
"The third and most important point."
A cold, domineering smile slowly curved the corners of his mouth.
“From this day forward, you, Sakuma Morimasa, along with your uncle Shibata Katsuie and all his troops, are hereby declared to be here.
"You must all swear allegiance to me, to my Great Qian Dynasty!"
"Be the most loyal dog we have on this land!"
……
Azuchi Castle, castle tower.
This seven-story pavilion, a symbol of Oda Nobunaga's supreme power and absolute rule, is still brightly lit and resplendent in gold.
However, on the very top floor of the attic, in that luxurious sleeping quarters that originally belonged only to Oda Nobunaga.
But now it has a new owner.
Lin Zhen sat imposingly on the enormous main seat, which was made of gold and ivory.
His face was still covered by that black mask.
But those deep eyes were filled with an absolute confidence and domineering aura that seemed to put the whole world under one's feet.
Before him, Akechi Mitsuhide, Takigawa Kazumasu, and Niwa Nagahide, the three most trusted confidants of Oda Nobunaga, knelt on the ground like three toothless old dogs, not daring to lift their heads.
Their hearts were already completely filled with fear and horror.
They never dreamed of it.
Their all-knowing and incredibly wise "divine messenger" actually used such a thunderous method that was beyond the comprehension of gods and ghosts to take down this city, which they thought was the most impregnable city in the world, without shedding a drop of blood, before they could even react!
This is simply a miracle!
Just then, the door to the sleeping quarters was slowly pushed open.
Dressed in black night clothes, Yue Fei and Elizabeth escorted a mysterious figure, shrouded in shadow and wearing a huge black cloak, as they slowly entered.
Inside the bedchamber, everyone's gaze was fixed on the mysterious man.
They are all curious.
Who exactly is this person who could make their "divine messenger," who is so arrogant and looks down on all the heroes of the world, personally get up and come out of the palace to greet him?