Start a core cabin

"...Emergency communication, not long ago, a large number of mob attacks occurred across Tokyo, and the police are currently dealing with them with all their strength. Citizens, please stay at home, close the doors and windows, and stay calm..."

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

"boom!!"

The speeding sports car rushed into it like a rocket bomb and exploded directly. The shock wave of the explosion directly overturned the surrounding wreckage. Its huge sound also attracted the attention of the masked cultists who were wandering on the streets of Kamurocho. of attention. They turned their heads and looked towards the high flames.

Then, Duanmu Huai and Mianmu Zuoniao were seen walking out of the flames.

"Finally we can have a comfortable fight."

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

"Can Satori do something? Teacher?"

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

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

"Tear!!"

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

Well, that’s what it tastes like!

Duanmuhuai looked at the muscles and tattoos on his body with satisfaction and nodded.

Then he raised his head and roared!

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

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

Cool! !

At this moment, Duanmu Huai felt extremely happy!

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

It's not that he was wronged, it's just that Duanmu Huai really didn't like the kind of hide-and-seek game that required using his brain. Sometimes he had to pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger in order to lure the snake out of its hole. He hopes that just like KOF and other ring battles, everyone will appear on stage and then have a hearty fight.

It's a pity that most of the old rulers are not interested in this. They prefer to play their own way, so much so that they won't come out unless Duanmuhuai does something.

But this time, he can finally take action without worrying about other people!

As for Mianmu Zuotiao, Duanmu Huai has nothing to worry about. Her SAN value is all 0. Who knows if the fear aura still has an effect on her!

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

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

"Scream, repent, and die!"

He roared, clenched his fists, and rushed forward. It was like an angry bear charging towards its prey.

"Ahhhhhhh!!"

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

"Crack!"

However, those things were not able to have the slightest impact on Duanmu Huai. Even if it was a metal bat, when it hit Duanmuhuai's muscular body, it was directly twisted and deformed as if it was hit on a stone. At the same time, Duanmu Huai also clenched his fists and smashed these cultists in the face!

"Bang!!"

Duanmuhuai's casserole-sized fist hit the cultist's face like a hammer, smashing the opponent's face and mask to pieces. Then he stretched out his hand, grabbed the heads of the two cultists next to him, raised them high, and banged them together hard.

"Oh-----!"

At the same time, a little girl wearing a mask stabbed Duanmuhuai with a knife. Duanmu Huai didn't even look at her and kicked her to the ground. Then he stepped on the little girl to the ground like a kitten, and then used a fierce force!

"Pfft!"

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

"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 person was a boy or a girl, old or young, as long as he was a cultist, they would all die! No exceptions! He will kill every depraved, evil, filthy, filthy, despicable, and disgusting believer of the evil god, leaving their souls to tremble in fear of pain and destruction forever, and finally collapse completely!

In the name of the Tribunal, destroy heretics!

Duanmu Huai's eyes were red. He reached out and grabbed a car parked on the street, lifted it high, and then jumped up, smashing the car and the cultists in front of him!

"Boom!!!"

The weight of a car was naturally not something that the cultists holding steel bars could withstand. Facing the shadows hanging over their heads, they desperately stretched out their hands to block them in front of them. The next moment, they were smashed into meat paste by the car that fell from the sky.

But it wasn't over yet!

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

"Wow!"

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

For a moment, there was blood and rain, and broken flesh and bones were flying everywhere.

On the other side, Mianmu Sanatori was also surrounded by a group of cultists. She did not 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, and every time the sword flashed, there must be someone falling to the ground. At the same time, there was also Mianmu Sanatori's sweet laughter like a silver bell, as if for her, this was like a pleasant game.

Like Duanmu Huai, Mianmu Sanatori did not care whether the cultists in front of her were male or female, old or young, as long as they blocked the way, they would be killed.

"……………………Frankly, I can't see that we are the righteous side at all."

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

Shesta said nothing beside her, as for Sakyuye——she didn't watch it at all. Maybe Sakyuye also 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 the red panda is more beneficial to physical and mental health, instead of watching Duanmu Huai's unparalleled massacre here.

You will definitely have nightmares at night after watching this.

As for Inaba Yueye…

“Hmm? Are you okay?”

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

“No, I’m fine…”

While speaking, Inaba Yueye calmed down again. Of course, she couldn’t tell Shesta. Although she couldn’t see it, when she heard the sound 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 "saw" their existence!

Not only that, at this moment, Inaba Yueye’s blood was also rushing up rapidly, as if a warrior couldn’t help but go on the field and swing the knife to kill the enemy immediately!

What is going on?

Not to mention Inaba Yueye’s abnormality, Shesta and Shionji Yuko both discovered that the situation was not as easy as they thought. Although Duanmu Huai and Mianmu Sanatori were indeed beating up the monsters, there were too many of them!

What was even more terrifying was that they were fearless! No matter how cruelly others were killed, they seemed to have seen nothing and still rushed forward, as if the person in front of them was not a killing god, but a half-price potato chip supermarket!

This was what frightened them the most.

It was understandable that one or two people were fearless, but these thousands of people were not afraid of death, and even used their own deaths to hold Duanmu Huai back for even a second. What kind of spirit was this!

Are these people crazy?

If this goes on, even Duanmu Huai... I'm afraid he can't hold on, right?

There was no answer to whether Duanmu Huai could hold on. But it was certain that the two halves of the car in Duanmu Huai's hand could not hold on.

"Crash!"

After Duanmu Huai once again smashed a group of cult lunatics, the wreckage of the car 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 mass of cultists wearing masks and holding weapons!

"Heh... more people, right?"

If it were anyone else, they would have been discouraged and rushed over in one breath. In fact, even Mianmu Sanatori was leaning against Duanmu Huai and 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 would not be able to hold on.

But... that's it?

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

But since you want to compete with me in terms of numbers, I will compete with you!

"—————————"

The flames soared, and the swaying shadows became thicker. Behind Duanmu Huai, in the dim alley, in the dark building, people came out one by one. They all looked like ordinary people in Kamurocho, including gangsters, office workers, guys soliciting customers outside sex shops, and clerks working in convenience stores. Blond male workers working in sex shops, public relations ladies working in sex shops...

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

And they also held various weapons in their hands.

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

Aren't you going to compete with me in terms of numbers? I'll scan the entire Kamurocho, how can there be fewer people! ?

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

"Start the war, and then continue! Then repeat! And then repeat again! Until nothing that is still breathing dares to oppose us! In the name of the Inquisition, purify the heretics! Let them die, be forgotten, and be destroyed! Kill them all, leaving no one alive!"

At this moment, the battle horn finally sounded.

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