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Name: Senbon Zakura.

Item description: This is a Zanpaku knife.

It has the same killing power on the soul, and when the liberation language is spoken, it will exert its real power.

Liberation language:

Beginning of interpretation: Scatter, Senbon Zakura.

Note: When the blade of Senbon Zakura turns into cherry blossoms, it will be a scene of great beauty and it will also your death date.

With a flick of his fingers, the card disappeared between his fingers, and in its place, a beautiful knife appeared out of thin air from where the card had disappeared.

Grabbing Senbon Zakura with one hand, Mike whispered, “If only I can smash it.”

With his current ability, because the power of manifestation is not enough, he can only manifest the beginning of the resolution of the Zanpaku Knife and after the beginning of the resolution, the time of manifestation of the Zanpaku knife will be significantly reduced.

Now, the existence time is two minutes, enough to deal with a battle, in addition, he has other cards.

For three years, he would make embodied decks when he was free, and by now he was too lazy to order as many things as he had, and there would be more and more later anyway.

Carrying his Zanpaku knife backwards, Mike walked towards the battlefield.

“That’s?”

Agent Zero, who had been observing the battlefield, immediately saw Mike, a man who should be dead, and was startled, then, without waiting for his reaction, he saw the image that made him suck in a breath of cold air.

Mike, holding his Zanpaku Knife, slowly walked towards the battlefield.

“Scatter, Senbon Zakura!”

With the low voice singing, the Zanpaku Knife performed the beginning of the solution.

The morbidly cold blade quietly shattered under the moonlight, like a piece of petals scattering in the wind.

“Heh!”

Looking at the armoured car still flying like a kite, Mike pulled the corner of his mouth, holding the hand of the hilt of the knife gently waved. The flying petals fell towards an armoured car like a dancing ribbon.

A tiny blade with Mike’s intention, frantically cutting the armoured car, leaving a scar, in the sweeping, it torn the armoured car, and the two soldiers inside, when the eyes still remained the stunning scarlet, seemingly soft ‘petals’ has torn their throats, floating to the next armoured car.

“It’s a mutant? What kind of ability is this?”

Agent Zero whispered, but his heart suddenly contracted.

Only to see Mike on the ground, looking up at him, his gaze was indifferent, as if he were looking at a corpse.

He was angered.

With a flip of his palm, the sniper rifle in his hand appeared in his hand, then aimed at Mike and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

But the moment he pulled the trigger, Mike, who had been maintaining the assassin’s time, had dodged out of the way, while the hilt in his hand swung, and the blade transformed by Senbon Zakura swept once again towards another armoured car, tearing the armoured car apart in the angry gaze of Agent Zero.

For a moment, Logan’s pressure was greatly reduced. He looked at Mike in surprise, nodded to him, and rushed viciously against the bullet of the last armoured car, amidst the screams of the soldiers, tear it to pieces.

Agent Zero’s face was ugly as he whispered, “Pull up and blast them to pieces!”

Without waiting for the words to fall, he watched Mike wave his bladeless hilt at him, his eyes widened, and he screamed: “Rise! Out of the way!”