Daimon Gojira extended his palm, slowly touching the wounds on his brother's body, staring at the fractures spread across the corpse, the evil qi on his body rising constantly!
"Musashi, I once said I wouldn't let anyone hurt you again! But this time, brother has broken his word!"
Daimon Gojira's eyes were full of ferocity, especially when he recalled the bits and pieces of struggling with his brother in Japan back then, it made him want to vent with madness!
"Brother, rest in peace, I will make everyone who hurt you come down to accompany you! Let them serve as your servants below!"
After saying these words, Daimon Gojira glanced quietly at Daimon Musashi's corpse, only then slowly pushing his coffin into the crematory!
A long while later, Daimon Gojira opened the crematory, and Daimon Musashi's body had turned into a pile of ashes!
At this moment, a door in the hall suddenly opened, and figures clad in tight black clothes walked in slowly!
