Chapter 609: Return of the Age of Gods

In Kyoto, with the chaotic wars of the *daimyo* and the gradual decline of the Emperor's power, Suzaku Avenue, which served as the city's main axis, had long been abandoned into a long strip of mud filled with ruins.

Many refugees and bankrupt merchants built sheds in the ruins on both sides of Suzaku Avenue to barely survive.

It was already mid-morning. If it were in the past, it should have been bustling with noise, but because of the fire and loud noise at the Emperor's palace last night, the people here were also trembling and staying behind closed doors.

Of course, there were always exceptions to everything.

On a small path beside the dense sheds, a youth was sneaking along the shadows and secretly swiped a salted fish hanging on the wall.

Chaos brought opportunities. For the youth, a salted fish was enough for him to take a risk... Let his mother stew a bowl of fish soup, and she wouldn't have to worry about hunger when sleeping at night. Perhaps she could also tell him a few of his favorite stories.

What monster was the last story about?

Oh... it seemed to be "Niku-hito."

Speaking of which, because it had been more than half a year since his mother was in the mood to tell stories, he couldn't remember the story about "Niku-hito" very clearly.

What did it look like?

The youth thought while groping his way back.

"Hiss!"

Before he had walked a few steps, a shrill hiss suddenly came from afar, like the roar of a wounded wild beast, exceptionally loud, and even the ground under his feet seemed to vibrate along with the roar.

He looked back instinctively.

*Pat. *

The salted fish he was holding in his hand fell to the ground.

The youth's eyes gradually widened, watching the blurry human figure flying backward from the edge of his vision and smashing onto Suzaku Avenue with a *bang*.

The plain-white priest robe had become a circle of rags wrapped around his body, and the crimson sword without a guard only had an inch-long blade left. Fortunately, the human figure had completely lost his sanity, climbed up after rolling over, and let out a hiss toward the direction he flew from.

"Ugh-awoo!!!"

The sound was extremely shrill, lingering for a long time.

The youth shuddered violently.

A human figure, skinless, hairless, earless, eyeless, mouthless, covered in blood... Niku-hito!

He finally remembered the story his mother told... that blurry human figure was clearly the Niku-hito his mother spoke of!

Monsters in myths really existed!

The youth sat down on the ground with a *thump*, trembling all over. He wanted to get up and flee, but his legs and arms were unable to move because of fear.

"No, no... must escape..."

"Run, run, run!"

He stared fixedly at the end of the passage, the exposed few *zhang* of Suzaku Avenue, trembling as he tried to support his body.

"Niku-hito is a monster that eats people!"

"If it discovers me, I'm dead!"

"Go, go, go!"

The youth trembled and finally stood up half a foot.

Before he could stand straight—*Boom! *

A muffled sound!

The Niku-hito that had just disappeared from the edge of his vision was actually flying backward again at ten times the speed of its pounce!

*Clatter! *

No, it wasn't just flying backward.

It was smashed onto the ground by a giant force far exceeding its own weight! The tailbone that first touched the ground shattered instantly, followed by the spine, the back of the head, the torso, and the limbs, splashing open with a *clatter*.

"!!!"

The youth had just climbed up a bit when his legs went soft and he sat back down.

What was going on!

Why was the Niku-hito dead!

Who killed it!

Could it be that besides the Niku-hito, there were other monsters!

As if to echo the words in his heart, the next moment, another figure flew backward from outside his vision. ===== CHAPTER 610 =====