Chapter 1 The Arrival

Just as the Martial Arts Tournament was in full swing, outside the Boundless Plains, at the edge of a different dimension, a spaceship slowly emerged from a spatial rift and parked on the wasteland.

After the spaceship came to a halt, the hatch opened, and several figures slowly walked out of the ship.

Among this group, there was a very special existence.

Everyone else was walking normally, except for him… who was sitting in a spherical mini-flyer.

The flyer was entirely black, with several khaki-colored air valves installed around the base. From a distance, it looked like a floating, wheel-less stroller. And the “person” sitting in this flyer was of a similar size to a human child.

Of course, judging from his exposed upper body… he wasn’t “human.”

His skin was composed of three colors: white, purple, and pink. He had no hair on his head, only a deep purple, high-bulging crown. On either side of his head grew a straight, pointed horn. Behind his buttocks, he had a rather thick, long tail, shaped similarly to a dinosaur’s tail.

In other respects… aside from being hairless and having strange muscle textures and skin structure, he could be considered a “humanoid.”

“Ho~” As soon as he got off the ship, he discovered something through the [battle power detector] he wore on his left eye. “That direction… a large number of guys with extremely high battle power are gathered…”

“Mm…” A handsome man standing next to him (aside from the fact that his skin was light green and his hair was dark green, his appearance was basically the same as a human, and he was quite handsome) replied in a deep voice, “There are too many of them, and their battle power is uneven…” He paused for a moment. “It seems… the battle power detector isn’t reliable…” As he spoke, he reached out to take off the detector on his face.

However, the one sitting on the flyer stopped him. “Hold on, Mr. Sabo.”

Sabo immediately stopped moving when he heard this. “Your meaning?”

“Among that group, it’s likely that someone has ‘remote sensing’ abilities,” the one on the flyer replied. “Wearing a detector isn’t completely safe, but it can prevent surprise attacks to some extent.”

Sabo looked at the other party, saying with a look of admiration, “As expected of Lord Frieza, so thoughtful.”

“Ohohoho~” Frieza let out a strange laugh, then turned to look at the other two lackeys beside him. “Mr. Cui, Mr. Dodoria.”

“Yes.” Cui was a guy with deep purple skin, a butt-shaped head, octopus lips, and an air vent on either side of his head (he had no nose).

“Yes.” Dodoria was a pink fatty covered in thorns. Every time you saw him, you couldn’t help but think… did Akira Toriyama design this character based on some kind of adult product?

After the two subordinates responded, Frieza issued an order. “Outside the martial arts stage and Gu Zhi Castle, there must still be some powerful people who slipped through the net. Those people… I’ll leave them to you to deal with.”

“Hehehe… understood.” Cui and Dodoria were both naturally violent, self-righteous, and had questionable intelligence, so they were smug and eager to try when they received a task similar to “cleaning up the battlefield and eliminating the small fry.”

“Mr. Dong Zhuo.” Then, Frieza called another person’s name without turning his head.

“Ah, what is it?” A middle-aged martial general with a scruffy beard, a short, fat figure, and wearing dark armor stepped forward to respond.

In the Musou world, Dong Zhuo should be considered the least popular character, without exception. In terms of setting… he’s a greedy, lustful, opportunistic, slovenly fatty who shouts “wine pool and meat forest” all day long.

In the story of *Musou Orochi*, he had repeatedly switched camps for money; and from time to time, he did things like kidnap female generals, slaughter civilians, and bully the weak in some side stories.

Throughout the entire Musou series of games, Grand Preceptor Dong basically took on all the dirty work, acting as a thorough, uninspiring little villain. Why a little villain? Because the big villain is Orochi… these days, the big villains have to be both handsome and strong. Even if they’re not aesthetically pleasing, they have to be wild, domineering, cool, and have distinct personalities, and they have to be able to whitewash themselves when it’s time to do so.

And the little villains… are the kind of people who are despised, hated, and disgusted, and finally beaten to a pulp to vent.

“Mr. Dong Zhuo, next, you will act as the vanguard…” Frieza said, then gestured to Sabo. “Don’t worry about anyone stopping you… Mr. Sabo will accompany you.”

After saying this, Frieza shrank his neck and leaned back into the flyer. “I need to rest for a few hours to adapt to the atmosphere and gravity of this space. During this time… the special forces team will be responsible for guarding the perimeter of the ship.”

“Understood!” Before Frieza finished speaking, the five subordinates behind him, each with different builds and strange bones, responded in unison.

“After I finish resting, the small fry blocking the way will probably be cleaned up…” Frieza closed his eyes. “At that time… I will personally meet with that Orochi…”

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At the same moment, by the martial arts stage.

“Hmm… what’s going on…” A Taoist in a gray-white robe, draped in purple brocade, with hair like an upturned broom, and yin-yang Taoist marks on his face, suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance with a look of unease.

“What’s wrong? Lord Zuo Ci,” Zhao Yun, who was standing beside him, immediately asked when he saw this.

“That direction…” Zuo Ci murmured without turning his gaze. “A very strong evil energy has suddenly appeared…”

“Evil energy?” Zhao Yun muttered. “Is Orochi’s subordinate plotting something?”

“No… even Da Ji or Taira no Kiyomori… don’t have that kind of power.” Zuo Ci pondered.

“Oh?” Another yellow-robed Taoist standing beside Zuo Ci said, “Is that so? Why didn’t I feel it?”

“Uh… Taoist Zhang…” Zhao Yun wanted to say that his cultivation wasn’t enough, but after thinking about it, it was better to give the other party a way out. “Could it be because your Hōng Huǒ Shén Zhàng (Blazing Fire Staff) was broken in the previous duel, affecting your abilities?”

“Oh~ That makes sense.” That yellow-robed Taoist was Zhang Jiao, a character who had been the initial boss the most times in the Musou series.

“This fellow Taoist…” At this moment, another person joined their conversation. “Did you feel it too?”

The three people who were talking turned their heads and saw a purple-robed Taoist…

This man was born with extraordinary bearing, tall and straight, with long hair flying in the wind, and a gorgeous purple robe.

He wore a Taoist crown, carried a zither, and had a sword on his back; his temperament was refined, and he possessed the air of an immortal.

He… was Cang, the head of the Six Strings of the Taoist realm, Xuan Zong.

“So it’s the String Master, my respects, my respects.” Zuo Ci and Zhang Jiao bowed respectfully when they saw this great immortal.

“Fellow Taoists, there is no need to be so polite.” Cang returned the greeting and continued, “Just now, I also felt that in that direction…” He looked around and raised his horsetail whisk to point. “A very strong evil energy suddenly appeared, and its frenzied power… even faintly surpasses that of Orochi on Gu Zhi Castle…”

“What!” Zhao Yun’s expression suddenly changed upon hearing this.

In the same second, many of the stronger people with more sensitive hearing also turned their heads to look at the String Master. Although the competition on the martial arts stage was still going on, the attention of those people was unlikely to return to the arena.

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On the other side, in Gu Zhi Castle.

Orochi, who was talking to Taira no Kiyomori in the main hall, suddenly fell silent.

After a few seconds, he suddenly laughed…

No one in Gu Zhi Castle had ever seen Orochi laugh like this…

“Hehehe… Hahahaha…” This indifferent, cold-blooded demon king actually let out such a cheerful, excited laugh. “I see… I see!”

He said these two sentences without rhyme or reason, and then turned his gaze to Taira no Kiyomori again.

The strange monk felt his blood run cold when Orochi glared at him like this.

In the next second, Taira no Kiyomori seemed to have gone mad, shouting loudly, suddenly jumping up, raising the huge rosary in his hand, and activating the demonic energy on the beads… exploding with a bang!