Dimensional game European emperor coming

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The gray world was re-dyed in an instant.

In the 4.58 seconds that time stopped, the stand-in world instantly rushed in front of Haruki Kitahara, and his fists were like pile drivers, and they blasted out hundreds of times in an instant!

The fist that was enough to tear the reinforced concrete and penetrate the steel plate of the main battle tank slammed on Haruki Kitahara again and again.

However, in a world where time stops, this punch fails to inflict the slightest damage on Haruki Kitahara.

This young man with a small face still maintained a smile that had succeeded in his scheme, and the whole person was in a half-blurred state.

Then, time begins to flow.

“Wryyyyyyyyyy！！！！！！！”

Accompanied by Kazuizumi’s shouts, in an instant, hundreds of beatings in the stand-in world smashed on Haruki Kitahara at the same time!

This newborn slippery ghost successor was blasted into scum in an instant, flesh and blood flew all over his body, bone pieces mixed with brain pulp, like a broadsword mine that was detonated, splashing all around!

“Poof—”

Blood, meat dregs, bone pieces…

Traces of filth spread all over this street.

However……

The golden double, still standing in its original position, quietly stared ahead.

“It’s not over yet.”

Not far behind it, came the words of the substitute messenger and Izumi Makoto.

His voice was steady, but with a hint of contempt.

“Crunch-”

space, start backtracking.

Those scattered debris scum reorganized in an instant and turned into the body of Haruki Kitahara.

Even the black uniform of Fengcheng University on him became spotless after the reorganization.

Intact.

Haruhi Kitahara, who stood in front of the stand-in world, is still intact.

The tragic scene of the corpse just now, like a fantasy scene, disappeared on this street.

He has repeated his old tricks.

With the help of the powerful Slippery Head Ghost Inheritance, Haruki Kitahara turned his own boneless 040 into an illusion and resurrected it again intact.

It’s just a pity…

“Ho ho…”

Panting, his thin body was constantly shaking.

On his fair forehead, a drop of sweat rolled down.

A sense of weakness that came from within made Haruki Kitahara’s face pale, with helplessness and fear on her face.

“Don’t…”

The power of his heart, which originated from fear, has been exhausted in death after death.

Once killed by the Stand-in World again, Haruhi Kitahara will have no chance to be resurrected.

Even, now he has all the strength to escape, and he can only stand here and wag his tail and beg for mercy.

“Don’t kill me!”

He was screaming sadly, his eyes were full of tears, and the fierce appearance just now was gone.

After all, he is just a college student in his twenties.

Twenty years of youth have been smooth, with both childhood sweethearts and cute sisters, and there are no difficulties and ups and downs along the way.

Now, faced with the threat to his life, Haruki Kitahara decisively provoked.

“Oh?”

Seeing this, Kazumi Cheng, who was not far away, narrowed his eyes.

The corners of his mouth opened with a mocking sneer on his face.

In Kazuizumi’s opinion, Haruki Kitahara’s appearance of begging for mercy is also under his control.

After all, even though he was chased and killed by Kazumi Makoto, Haruki Kitahara was still wearing the uniform of Mineshi University.

His psyche has not yet been transformed from a pure student in an ivory tower to a warrior who has fought to the death in the battlefield.

However……

“Good.”

Raising his head slightly, Kazumi sneered:

“Don’t you hate me?”

“No, don’t dare…”

Haruki Kitahara, who looked frightened, kept retreating majestically.

And then……

“Poof—”

He sat directly on the ground, and after his spiritual power was completely exhausted, his physical fitness was only slightly stronger than that of ordinary people, and now he was even more frightened and almost incontinent. (cade)

“Oh? Don’t hate me? ”

“Snap-”

Kazumi Makoto came step by step.

The crisp sound of footsteps smashed on Nozomi’s heart, making this cowardly little white face look terrified.

“Don’t kill me, I really don’t hate you! It’s true! I really don’t dare to hate you…”

“Even if I take your goddess and Izumi Chijing. You don’t hate me either? ”

“Don’t hate you! Absolutely don’t dare…”

“If I force your former girlfriend Yukina Kogiso to play 3P with Fuyuma Kazusa, you don’t hate me either?”

“No, don’t hate…”

Kitahara Haruki was already pale, he wailed, tears rolled down, and the whole person sat on the ground and kept moving back.

Under the sun, the golden substitute world stood in front of him like a giant god, ready to take his life at any time.

“Snap-”

Kazumi Makoto clapped his hands, and then one by one, fully armed Demon Shinobi walked over.

These Demon Ninjas, who had just been cut off by Haruki Kitahara’s ability, were still a little weak.

However, they still had their hands and feet sharp and picked up Haruki Kitahara’s weapon, the Demon Blade Yamikimaru.

Then, handcuffed and hemp rope, the twenty-year-old was tied up.

“That’s not enough.”

Looking at Haruki Kitahara, who was tied up with his hands and feet, Makoto Waizumi, who was standing in front of him, shook his head.

“Yes.”

One nodded to the demon ninja, and she raised the muzzle of the assault rifle and aimed it at Haruki Kitahara…

“Don’t! No! Spare me!!! ”

“Bang! Bang! Bang-”

This guy’s wailing is sad and tearful, but it can’t stop the atrocities against the demon ninja.

This pair of Shinobi with a black ponytail shot at Haruhi Kitahara’s limbs, crotch, and other non-lethal positions.

Seven or eight blood caves appeared on Haruki Kitahara.

His hands and feet were shattered by bullets, and his crotch became a puddle of paste, and Haruki Kitahara, who had lost too much blood, fainted with a “quack”.

“What a waste.”

Looking at the unconscious little white face on the ground, Kazumi shook his head in disdain.

The ability drawn by Haruki Kitahara is very powerful.

Even, it is much more powerful than Kazumi Makoto’s ultimate biological enhancement.

As long as it is used properly, collecting the fears of hundreds of thousands of people, it will definitely be able to reproduce the powerful power of the slave slippery scoop in the grandson of the slippery ghost!

Moreover, the inheritance of the slippery head ghost can also make other demons and demons easily form a huge monster force.

But it’s a pity that Haruki Kitahara is too useless.

Forward-looking, weak and incompetent personality.

This character suddenly gained great power, and it was also a great sadness…

“But…”

Kazumi Makoto leaned down and touched Haruki Kitahara’s wound.

However, this time, even though he had absorbed hundreds of milliliters of blood, the system still had no hint of copying skills.

Haruki Kitahara’s Slippery Head Ghost Inheritance belongs to the enhancement of the inheritance category, does not belong to the bloodline skill, and cannot be copied through extreme biological characteristics.

However, it doesn’t matter…

“In the next dimensional game, I must get some knowledge of occultism, otherwise I will be too passive.”

“Poof—”

Kicking Haruki Kitahara’s bloody body, Kazumi shook his head.

As he said.

Now he has both the trick of the stand-in world and the Daocheng Temple Bell to make up for the output.

Moreover, there is also a systematic Demon Ninja Legion to drive him.

Not only that, but there is also an immortal subhuman blood in the hole card, which gives him a chance to turn over when he falls into the downside.

But none of these things essentially involve occult knowledge.

Magic, spells, yin-yang magic…

Those strange occult knowledge is exactly what Kazumi needs most.

“But let’s keep this guy in custody first.”

He kicked Haruki Kitahara’s body again, but unfortunately, this little white face had fainted, so that Kazumi Makoto could not get the pleasure of abusing him.

But……

“Remember, every few hours, you have to infuse him with a large amount of anesthesia and bloodlet him to ensure that he is always in a coma, but it is not life-threatening.”

Saying with Izumi Makoto, the one on the side nodded vigorously to the demon ninja, carefully remembering Kazuizumi’s orders.

For Makoto Waizumi, although this Kitahara Haruki is very troublesome, if it can be used well, it is also a good hole card.

No matter how bad it is, it can be traded with the major organizations of the countries of the world in exchange for some resources that can be used.

“However, it seems that Haruki Kitahara did have two girlfriends when she was in high school.”

“I remember it was called Kogiso Yukina and Fuyuma Kazusa? If you have the chance, get both of them into bed. ”

Makoto Kazumi smiled and shook his head playfully, taking the thoughts in his mind to heart.

After all, he is nominally, but the top rich second generation of Dongying, what’s wrong with playing a few schoolgirls?

“Bang-dang—”

After cleaning up the battlefield and cleaning up all traces, retreat to the Demon Ninja through various ways.

Silver-gray vans drove out of this war-torn commercial street, leaving only a chaotic neighborhood.

“Whaa

A dead leaf, falling from the sky.

Then, the dead leaves hovered in mid-air by the side of the road, as if falling on the top of someone’s head…

“Yay

On the empty streets, there was a pleasant sound.

The invisible ghost plucked the dead leaves off its head and gazed at the messy battlefield.

And the fast food restaurant destroyed by the “gas blast”.

……

“It is reported that today in the commercial street of Kamakura City, there was a serious gas explosion…”

“In this incident, more than 20 citizens were affected and injured, and the injured have been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, and they are not out of danger…”

“Kamakura City TV reminds everyone to check the valve when using the gas stove and pay attention to safe use…”

“Click—”

With a small hand, press on the TV remote control and turn off the LCD TV hanging on the wall.

“Hmph! It’s obviously a candlelight banquet, do you still want to watch the news? I really don’t understand the mood…”

Wugen Ruli sat on a red velvet chair and sat with Kazumi Makoto looking at each other.

Between the two, there is a table covered in white cloth and a table full of rich Japanese food.

Sushi, sashimi, eel, tempura, and the essential salmon roe…

A variety of exquisite cuisine, each of which is worth a lot, is only a foil on this table.

Because, in the center of the table, there is the protagonist of this banquet.

An Ise lobster worth hundreds of thousands.

On the iceberg that raised the white mist, the back shell of the Ise lobster has been removed, and the white shrimp meat inside has been sliced by the chef.

Melts in the mouth, delicious, cold and fresh, instantly bursting in the mouth, enough to move anyone.

Except for Makoto Waizumi.

“I don’t like raw meat…”

Looking at a table of sashimi, roe, and sashimi, Kazumi sighed helplessly.

Across from him, Goken pouted, mercilessly moving his chopsticks, and feasting on the Ise lobster.

“Even if you don’t eat, put on a high-end atmosphere!” It’s also a luxurious candlelit banquet, ahhhhh

“Your appearance is not tall at all, right?”

Kazumi teased, and Gogen Ruri glared at him, and then said while taking a small sip:

“I want you to take care of it!” _

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