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Chapter 1461: War Begins (Tired and Sleepy, I Want to Snore)

“…Emergency communication. Not long ago, a large number of mob attacks occurred in various parts of Tokyo. The police are currently doing their best to deal with it. Citizens, please stay at home, close the doors and windows, and remain calm…”

  Listening to the announcement from the radio, Duanmu Huai stepped on the accelerator, drove through the dark streets, and drove forward. In front of him, the intersection of Kamurocho was clearly visible. At this moment, the intersection was completely blocked by the blazing car wreckage. However, Duanmu Huai had no intention of slowing down. On the contrary, he increased the speed to the maximum and rushed straight to the wreckage in front of him!

"boom!!"

The speeding sports car rushed into it like a rocket and exploded directly. The shock wave of the explosion directly overturned the debris around it. The huge noise also attracted the attention of the masked cultists wandering the streets of Kamurocho. They turned their heads and looked at the high flames.

Afterwards, Duanmu Huai and Mianmu Sanori walked out from the flames.

"Finally, I can have a comfortable fight."

Duanmu Huai moved his hands and feet, and Mianmu Sanatori next to him also had his eyes glowing, his hand on the hilt of the sword, looking like a murderer.

"Satori, are you ready to start now, Sensei?"

"Wait, let me go first. I've been planning this appearance for a long time. Don't rush me!"

  As Duanmu Huai spoke, he stretched out his right hand, grabbed the left shoulder of his clothes and pulled it hard!

"Tear!!"

  The suit on Duanmu Huai was torn off in an instant, revealing his muscular body and the tattoo of a green dragon on his left and a white tiger on his right! The dark, angry dragon head behind him was even more restless under the light of the fire, as if it was about to rush out of Duanmu Huai's body!

Well, this is the smell!

Duanmu Huai looked at his muscles and tattoos with satisfaction and nodded.

  Then he raised his head and roared!

"ah-------!!!"

Along with Duanmu Huai's roar, a flood-like pressure erupted from him and spread to the surroundings. For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and even the flames burning around were instantly extinguished under this spiritual light full of fear and despair.

Cool! !

  At this moment, Duanmu Huai felt extremely refreshed!

You know, since coming to this world, Duanmu Huai has been feeling very depressed!

It's not that he felt wronged, but Duanmu Huai really didn't like the kind of games that required him to use his brain, play hide-and-seek, and sometimes he had to pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger in order to lure the snake out of its hole. He hoped that it would be like a KOF ring battle, where everyone would appear on the stage and then have a good fight.

Unfortunately, most of the Old Ones have no interest in this. They prefer to play their own games, so they will not come out unless Duanmu Huai comes up with a solution.

And this time, he can finally go all out without having to worry about other people!

As for Menmu Sanatori, Duanmu Huai was not worried. Her SAN value was 0, so it was impossible for the fear aura to have any effect on her!

The invisible aura of fear spread, and even the cultists felt the unspeakable fear at this moment. Although the white masks covered their faces, their trembling bodies and their instinctive reaction of retreating backwards betrayed the fear deep in their souls.

However, for Duanmu Huai, this was the clarion call for war!

"Scream, repent, and die!"

He roared, clenched his fists, and rushed forward, just like an angry bear rushing towards its prey.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

  Seeing Duanmu Huai rushing towards them, the cultists also screamed meaninglessly. They raised their sticks and machetes and swung them hard at Duanmu Huai!

"Crack!"

  However, those things did not have the slightest effect on Duanmu Huai. Even the metal baseball bat, when it hit Duanmu Huai's muscular body, was twisted and deformed as if it hit a stone. At the same time, Duanmu Huai clenched his fists and smashed them directly into the faces of these cultists!

"boom!!"

Duanmu Huai's fist, as big as a clay pot, hit the cultist's face like a hammer, smashing his face and mask into pieces. Then he reached out and grabbed the heads of the two cultists next to him, lifted them up high, and slammed them together.

"Oh-----!"

At the same time, a masked little girl holding a knife stabbed at Duanmu Huai. Duanmu Huai didn't even look at her, and kicked her to the ground. Then he stepped on the little girl as if she were a kitten, and then exerted force!

"Pfft!"

  The little girl opened her mouth wide, her internal organs and blood spurted out of her mouth, nostrils and eyes, and her body was directly crushed into a flat mess!

"Come again!"

  Duanmu Huai didn't care at all about the little girl who was trampled to death by him. No matter whether the other party was male or female, old or young, as long as they were cultists, they would all die! No exceptions! He would kill every corrupt, evil, filthy, dirty, mean, and disgusting cultist, making their souls tremble forever in the fear of pain and destruction, and finally completely collapse!

In the name of the Inquisition, eradicate heresy!

Duanmu Huai's eyes were red. He stretched out his hand, grabbed a car parked on the side of the street, lifted it high, then jumped up and smashed both the car and himself towards the cultist in front of him!

"boom!!!"

The weight of a car was certainly not something that the cultists holding steel bars could withstand. Facing the shadow looming over their heads, they desperately stretched out their hands to block it - the next moment they were smashed into a pulp by a car that roared down from the sky.

But it's not over yet!

Duanmu Huai grabbed both sides of the car with both hands and pulled it hard, tearing it in half. Then he rushed towards the crowd in front of him, swinging them as if he was holding two sledgehammers!

"Wow!" Wherever Duanmu Huai went, people and horses were thrown to the ground. As long as they touched the wreckage of the car waving by Duanmu Huai, they would be smashed into the sky. For a moment, those people were like fountains, dancing up to the sky, then falling down, then going up to the sky again, then falling down again, then going up to the sky again... and then falling apart.

For a moment, there was blood and gore everywhere, with broken flesh and bones flying everywhere.

On the other side, Mianmu Sanatori was also surrounded by a group of cultists. She didn't have the terrifying strength and physique of Duanmu Huai, but for Mianmu Sanatori, with a sword in hand, killing people was not a difficult thing! She was seen passing through the crowd like a ghost. Every time the sword flashed, someone would fall to the ground. At the same time, Mianmu Sanatori's sweet laughter, like a silver bell, was mixed in. It seemed that for her, this was just a pleasant game.

Like Duanmu Huai, Menmu Sanatori doesn't care whether the cultists standing in his way are male or female, old or young. As long as they are blocking his way, he will kill them all.

“……………………Frankly speaking, I don’t see how we are the righteous side at all.”

Looking at the battlefield in Kamurocho through the surveillance, Shionji Yuko was completely speechless. When the cultists brutally killed the innocent people in Kamurocho before, they were already very cruel. But she didn't expect Duanmu Huai and Mianme Sanatori to be even more cruel than these cultists. This didn't seem like "the righteous superman beating the evil villain" at all, but more like "the hidden boss beating the roadside monsters"...

Shesta stood by without saying a word, and as for Shajiuye, she didn't even watch. Perhaps Shajiuye guessed that her brother's battle would not be so elegant, so she took Abigail back to the room to take care of the red panda.

Playing with red pandas is more beneficial to your physical and mental health, rather than watching Duanmu Huai's unparalleled massacre here.

This will give you nightmares tonight.

As for Inaba Moonlight…

"Hmm? Are you okay?"

Seeing Inaba Yueye holding the knife in his arms, his eyes closed, his face flushed, and shaking, Shesta asked with some doubt. When Inaba Yueye heard Shesta's question, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"No, I'm fine..."

As she spoke, Inaba Yueye calmed down again. Of course, she couldn't tell Shesta that although she couldn't see, when she heard the voice coming from the monitor, Inaba Yueye felt as if she shared the vision with Duanmu Huai. She could even clearly feel the cultists who appeared in front of Duanmu Huai, and even "see" their existence!

  Not only that, at this moment, Inaba Yueye's blood was also rushing rapidly, as if a warrior could not help but go on the battlefield and kill the enemy with a sword!

What exactly is going on?

Apart from the abnormality of Inaba Yueye, Xiesta and Shionji Yuko both discovered that the situation was not as easy as they thought. Although Duanmu Huai and Mianme Sanatori were indeed beating up the monsters, there were too many of them!

  What's even more terrifying is that they are fearless! No matter how cruelly others are killed, they act as if they didn't see it and still rush forward, as if the person in front of them is not a killer, but a half-price potato chip supermarket!

This is what scares them the most.

  It is understandable that one or two people are fearless of death, but these thousands of people are not afraid of death at all. They are even willing to use their own lives to delay Duanmu Huai for just one second. What kind of spirit is this!

Are these people all crazy!

If this goes on, even Duanmu Huai... probably won't be able to hold on, right?

There is no answer to the question whether Duanmu Huai can hold on. But it is certain that the two halves of the car in Duanmu Huai's hands will not hold on.

"Crash!!"

  After Duanmu Huai smashed a group of cult lunatics again, the car wreckage in his hand disintegrated and shattered. Duanmu Huai glanced at the fragments in his hand and threw them aside. At this time, he had not even reached the square in front of the theater, and in front of him, there was still a dark mass of cultists wearing masks and holding weapons!

"Heh...more than people, huh?"

If it were someone else, they would have already lost hope and rushed through with one breath. In fact, even Mianmu Sanatori was leaning against Duanmu Huai, gasping for breath. Her spirit was fine, but she was just an ordinary girl after all, and her body was still a human body, so she naturally couldn't hold on.

  But...that’s it?

Duanmu Huai looked at the crowd in front of him with a hint of indifference in his eyes. You have to know that he is an inquisitor. They are just a group of heretics. The number of Tyranids is much larger than this, and he has never been afraid!

But since you want to have more people than me, I’ll compete with you!

“————————”

The flames soared, and the swaying shadows became thicker. Behind Duanmu Huai, in the dim alley, in the dark building, people walked out one by one. They all looked like ordinary people in Kamurocho. There were hooligans, office workers, guys soliciting customers outside sex shops, and clerks working in convenience stores. Blonde gigolos working in sex shops, PR ladies working in sex shops...

They looked no different from those heretical cultists, or rather, the only difference was that they were not wearing masks, but their expressions were calm and indifferent.

They also held various weapons in their hands.

These people are certainly not residents of Kamurocho, but shadow people scanned and copied by Duanmu Huai.

Isn't it about having more people? I've swept the entire Kamurocho, how can there be fewer people! ?

Everyone walked behind Duanmu Huai, silent and taciturn, like soldiers waiting for orders. Duanmu Huai also raised his hand and pointed forward.

"Start the war, and continue it! Repeat it! Repeat it again! Until nothing that breathes dares to oppose us! In the name of the Inquisition, purge the heretics! Let them die, be forgotten, and be destroyed! Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"

At this moment, the battle horn finally sounded.

It represents the beginning of a destructive, ruthless, bloody war.