A King Needs No Golden Eyes, Only a Throne!

"We're all little monsters. One day, we'll be killed by the righteous Ultraman."

[Fast-paced]

On a rainy night in Tokyo, Tachibana Masamune knelt before a shrine and cut open his belly to atone.

[Underdog comeback] [Dragon slaying] [Word Spirits] [Rapid updates]

Lu Mingfei's name was written plainly in the secret records of the Snake Eight Clans.

"Senior Brother, you said we'd fight our way into Tokyo." Lu Mingfei gripped Murasame as rain mingled with blood and ran down the blade.

Chu Zihang's golden eyes blazed in the dark. "Now I'll make good on my promise."

Beneath Genji Heavy Industries, a horde of corpse servants awoke from the depths of the sea.

Lu Mingze sat on a shrine altar, swinging his legs. "Brother, if you want, I can make the whole of Tokyo Bay boil."

Chen Motong's text contained just four words: "Don't come to Japan."

But when the urgent letter reached Cassell College, it was addressed to Lu Mingfei, S-rank Agent, report to Japan immediately.