Several small round objects flew straight towards Rakshasa.

Rakshasa was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously raised his sword to defend himself.

As several rays of sword light flashed by, the round objects flying towards Rakshasa shattered into pieces.

Rakshasa originally thought these things were hidden weapons.

In a sense, these "balls" are indeed hidden weapons, but they are not the same as the hidden weapons Rakshasa imagined - they are high-tech products.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

As soon as the "ball" shattered, large clouds of white smoke suddenly rose from it!

Seeing this, Rakshasa's pupils shrank slightly, and then he gritted his teeth.

"This equipment...the Great Salt Party...!"

At the same time, similar scenes were playing out across the factory.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The ball falls and smoke rises.

One ball after another flew to various places, bringing clouds of thick white smoke.

In the blink of an eye, the huge factory was covered in white smoke and filled with fog.

Coughing and sobbing came and went.

"Cough cough cough!"

"What is this?!"

"Damn! Close your eyes! Close your eyes quickly! Don't let your eyes touch this fog!"

…

Qingdeng recognized the white smoke—he had just seen how powerful the white smoke was tonight.

The severe pain in his head affected Qingdeng's hearing.

It's like sinking your head into the water, and you can only hear an unclear and dull sound.

However, even so, he still vaguely heard footsteps approaching from far away from his side.

"His Majesty Niou."

It’s Ebina’s voice:

"plz follow me."

…

At the same time——

"Ebina has taken Nioh-dono away, please come with me quickly."

Ichinose was carrying the general manager on his back and urgently urged Sanako.

…

"Hey, you two little guys."

While supporting the weak Amakura Owl, Akutsu said quickly to the two sisters in an impatient tone.

"Come with me quickly."

…

Warriors in the world of low martial arts are strong, but no matter how powerful they are, they are still mortal bodies.

Human beings are always powerless in the face of nature and technology.

Even a powerful Rakshasa cannot ignore the white smoke around him.

He closed his eyes tightly and pointed his ears.

Be careful not to get white smoke into your eyes, and pay attention to the movements around you.

Although Rakshasa is not good at hearing and cannot distinguish his location by listening to sounds like Qingden and build a virtual map in his mind, it is more than enough to prevent others from approaching him.

Because Ebina and others dropped all the smoke bombs they carried, the white smoke filled the air for an extra long time.

After about 5 minutes, the smoke finally slowly dissipated.

After confirming that the white smoke around him had dissipated, Rakshasa slowly opened the smoke and looked around.

"Did you escape..."

The place where Qingdeng stood just now was empty, and his figure was nowhere to be seen.

It's not just Aoto - Sanako, Souji, Amakura Obi, the two sisters, almost all the new Imperial Guardsmen... they are all gone.

"Misstep..."

Rakshasa made a "tsk" sound and smacked his lips.

"I didn't expect that heretics from the Great Salt Party would be present... If I had known this, I should have made more preparations."

As the smoke dissipated, order in the factory gradually returned.

Not far away, Qing Shuirong rushed to Rakshasa in a hurry.

"Lord Rakshasa! Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. What can a few insects do to me?"

After confirming that Rakshasa was fine, Shimizu Eiichi showed a relaxed expression.

Then, he turned his head and stared with stunned eyes at the workshop where he, the Rakshasa, and the Yakuza of the Qingshui clan were the only ones left.

"It's unbelievable... that they could all escape in such a chaotic environment..."

Rakshasa snorted coldly.

"This is natural. 'Escape' is the specialty of the heretics of the Great Salt Party."

"Since the disastrous defeat in the Battle of Osaka, they have been suppressed by the shogunate like rats in the sewers, living a life of hiding in various places with no fixed abode."

"Over time, they have developed extraordinary escape techniques. They are not only good at escaping, but also good at leading others to escape. They have also invented and produced a large number of props that are very suitable for escape."

"Hmph! These heretics from the Salt Party love to play with such weird tricks... It's a shame they can come up with so many fancy props."

"If it weren't for their incredible escape skills, these abominable heretics would have been wiped out by us long ago!"

"I really hope Tamamo Mae can work harder to quickly find out where the headquarters of the Great Salt Party is and strive to completely eliminate them as soon as possible."

Having said that, the Rakshasa sheathed his sword.

Shimizu Eiichi asked:

"Lord Rakshasa, are you going to chase them?"

"No need to chase."

Rakshasa replied without thinking.

"With no clear idea of ​​their escape direction, and so much time has passed, it's almost impossible to catch up with them. Well, let's just consider them lucky this time."

When Qing Shuirong heard this, his face turned pale.

"But... Lord Rakshasa, please forgive me for speaking frankly - Ju Qingden is a martial arts genius known to the world."

"Although he is still very weak at the moment, it's hard to say what will happen to him in the future...

"If we don't get rid of this beast, there will be endless troubles!"

Qing Shuirong made a sincere suggestion to Rakshasa.

Rakshasa was silent for a while, then let out a joking chuckle of "hehehe".

"Indeed, as you said, Tachibana Aoden is a rare martial arts genius."

"But no matter how talented a person is, he still needs time to grow."

"We just have to kill it before it grows."

"There's no point in rushing for this kind of thing, just take your time."

As Rakshasa spoke, he raised his hand to hold Shimizu Eiichi's shoulder.

"Eiichi, there is no need to be nervous."

"As a person above others, you should stay calm at all times and never be impatient."

"Once people are anxious, it is easy to say some unreasonable things and then do some inappropriate and reckless actions."

"Relax, relax."

Hearing Rakshasa say this, Eiichi Shimizu's originally tense facial lines gradually relaxed.

"Yes. Lord Rakshasa, thank you for your teaching."

At this time, Rakshasa seemed to have remembered something, pursed his lips, and then laughed "hum hum hum".
To be continued...