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"So are you."

"I'm very confused, why Bai Ju judged you as the 'highest danger' level."

"I see, you don't even have a "Super Order", do you?How did you defeat Bai Ju? "

Snapped.

One was unstable, and Sen Yuesha's calf sank directly into the ground. Kojimagawa, who found the flaw, quickly pressed up forcefully, and a straight blade longer than a scalpel cut continuously on Sen Yuesha's. on the weapon.

The interlacing of blades and the splashing of scattered sparks reflected Kojimagawa's arrogant eyes.

The legs, waist, shoulders, and the arms are driven, and the silver light is shining.

too heavy.

Getting heavier and heavier.

Kojimagawa kept waving the dagger, leaving Mori Yuesha with no chance of escape.Before that, no one who was hit by him to superimpose gravity could escape.

"Although I am only a second-level "Super Order", I have obtained the strongest ability. "

During the short dialogue gap, behind Kojimagawa, ten ceremonial practitioners had already caught up.

The sound of gunfire, sharp ice needles made of condensed water, and sharp long knives, the attacks of all the "Origin" level ritualists have arrived in front of them!

"Elder, what about you?"

Kojimagawa sneered pointedly, before the other party died, he still had to vent his anger that he was not taken seriously just now. "Manipulating your barrier-breaking?"

"I?"

The piercing coldness can still be heard in the twisted and mixed voice.

Snapped!

Loud clapping.

Like a naughty child, the ground under Xiao Daochuan suddenly twisted violently restlessly. As the huge rock shattered, he heard screams coming from behind him!

"Enchanter!" The man roared angrily.

Dimension manipulation!

Layers of spikes pierced the ground, like a machine running at high speed!Not only did it block the opponent's intensive attack, but the sharp point growing from the soil surface pierced the players of Kojimagawa one after another!

puff!puff!puff!

Ritualists who focused on attacking but couldn't dodge were picked up in the air like bursting bubbles, twitching after a 'boo'.

Then, the flood-like blood covered the upturned rock thorns. Under the moonlight, it seemed to spread a layer of flowing red carpet for the brownish-yellow columns, with stumps, guns and guns on them. Bulletproof clothing, as well as human hair and torn muscle tissue...

A strip of dead bodies like rags was picked up in the air.

Kojimagawa roared back with his eyes tearing apart: "Quick! Get out of the way!!"

boom--

The sharp rock thorns stopped for a moment, but the ground shook even more violently!

The ground was lifted up.

It is folded like paper, and the continuous sound of machinery and metal friction pierces through the surface layer—it seems that there are countless rough and powerful machines installed under the ground, and as the operator pushes the lever, the gears mesh continuously Pass the movement, so that the ground slabs will be lifted roughly according to the moving line track!

Under the giant screen that blocks the sky and the sun, tiny human beings are like ants in a hydraulic press.

Several ceremonial practitioners with strong physical fitness grabbed Kojimagawa's hand with all their strength, and ran crazily as they chased down the crushed and folded ground!

"Quick! Send the captain out!"

"Shinagawa, please!"

boom.

The ground is closed and rolled.

A ritualist whose leg was pierced voluntarily gave up his life. The man he called Shinagawa held Kojimagawa's arms and threw his captain out of the crushing range at the last moment.

And his own lower body remained in the ground forever.

Mori Yuesha stood where she was, and put down her palms that were raised forward.

She looked at the limping Kojimagawa and the surviving ritual practitioners indifferently, and did not attack again. At this time, within 20 meters around her, it was like a hell on earth like a meat grinder.

"how is this possible!"

"It can't have such a huge amount of energy! Mystery is constant!"

"It's... a demon..."

"Captain Kojima..."

Inside the mud barrier, my wife Yuno was wearing a mask, staring blankly at the god-like figure not far away.

"Enchanter!!" Kojimagawa, who had a hole in his thigh, pulled out his gun frantically, aiming at Mori Yuesha angrily and firing non-stop!

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Mori Yuesha blinked, and let the raised barrier block the bullet: "Learning to bow your head is the first lesson for adults."

"Captain Kojimagawa."

Bang!Bang!

The flames exploded, but the gunshots continued.

The girl held the corner of her skirt, put her toes on her toes, and took the gunshots as an accompaniment, and turned around on the huge pile of corpses—while the skirt was blooming, she waved to my wife Yuno who was peeping, moonlight Scattered on the crimson stumps and arms, like a chef sprinkled a handful of fine sand-like salt on a hot meal.

My wife Yuno looked at the girl jumping around in the blood and mud, and suddenly understood why she kept buying shoes.

Not far away, the battle was at a standstill, and the wasteland was in a mess.

All the surviving people in the team at the ceremony were extremely silent.

They quietly watched the distorted shadow stretch and dance like seaweed on the throne built by the corpse.

They seem, really...

Confronting a demon that just climbed up from hell.

"Huh heh heh~ la la la~"

"The black swamp..."

The girl happily raised her hands on both sides, stood on tiptoe, and moved her wrists to her palms, creating a beautiful pattern: "La la la, my god..."

The crazy ballet was spinning, and the weird nursery rhymes she hummed were like a rapidly spreading virus, taking root in the deepest part of everyone's heart, and then, a burst of coldness penetrated the body like an electric current.

Changing the posture, bowing down, opening the palms, the tight calf playfully bent behind the other leg.With a snap of his fingers, the rock thorns obediently obeyed the girl's will and slowly retreated. The ground unfolded again, like a book turning a page, tilted from 180 degrees to 90 degrees, and then returned to its original flat appearance again.

Only the corpse and the stump remained in place.

At this time, Kojimagawa could no longer feel the severe pain from his thigh.Most of his direct descendants died here.

The opponent is just a head-on blow.

Of the ten origins, only four are still alive.The five-team tactical team, as the elite among the elites in the ceremony center, each is a "contactee" who is ready for promotion, and only needs a suitable ritual object...

Now, more than half of them were killed or injured.

Looking at the figure posing in an arabesque pose on the pile of blood-soaked human corpses, this rebellious young man who once thought he was a genius felt great fear and anxiety for the first time in his life.

His heart was howling silently in hysteria!

…madman!

Chapter 191 Chapter 65 Automobiles and Fuels

"He/she is not human."

-Secret Documents-

-Equilibrium Sect-

-Kekkaishi-

……

Bai Ju indifferently closed the information that had just been sent.

The hospital is very quiet, and in the environment where everything is white as far as the eye can see, the nurse's footsteps are occasionally heard.

Bai Ju was sitting outside the ward, holding a thin stack of materials in his hand—this was the general information provided by Kojimagawa on the current "Warrior" and "Spider".

Information obtained through human life testing.

Of five teams of contacts, only three came back.Of the ten "origins" in full bloom, only four survived, and one of them had a broken spine, and probably spent the rest of his life in a hospital bed.

Kojimagawa.

What the hell are you thinking? !

squeak-

The door of the ward was gently pushed open, and the smell of women's perfume entered Bai Ju's nose first.Usami Reiko pushed the door open with a worried face: "Kojimagawa's situation is not very good."

Bai Jumu said with a straight face, "He asked for it."

Their "combat team" has always been on the front line of fighting for their lives. As the captain, they not only have to control the overall situation, but also are responsible for the children under them. They follow the instructions of the group of pigs without thinking... They will accompany Are you going to battle together?

Kojimagawa is not a qualified captain.

Usami Reiko sighed.

"You better not go in." She persuaded Bai Ju: "His spirit is too tense, as if he was stimulated by something."

"I warned him." Bai Ju was very indifferent, rubbing the mouth of the cigarette with his fingers, pinching the mouthpiece.

He had no sympathy for the young captain.

"The superior ordered me to bring it."

"Tomorrow." Usami Reiko negotiated.

Bai Ju shook his head, and when he stood up, the silver iron plate on his neck rattled.

"He asked for it." He repeated the same words, pushed open the door, and stepped firmly into the ward with military boots.

In the room, there was a gap in the window, and there were flowers Reiko had just placed in a vase on the window sill. Kojimagawa was lying on the hospital bed, wrapped in gauze, staring at the ceiling absentmindedly, not caring who came in.