embers of the black murder squad.Shen Qingzhu stood at the front, looked coldly at the oncoming fire, and gently raised his right hand.Pop--!A crisp finger snap echoed in the air.all the air within a... in the clouds over Tokyo, aiming at the Pure Land from above, such as a sharp black mountain.five out of nine disasters, [black rope].Dang--!the black blade projection hit the surface of the silver d...