The Chainsaw Man, but the Darkin Sword Demon

She just rushed home happily.

However, just as she was about to turn the last corner and saw the familiar apartment, a voice stopped her—it was from the black shadow following her:

"Stop, mortal."

"Huh?" Pava turned his head in doubt, and saw a strange "woman" with a tall figure and purple body.

She is nearly two meters tall, a little thin, with white hair and purple skin. She wears a breastplate and shoulder pads. On the right half of her face, she wears a strange eyepiece with several circular lenses embedded in it. A chain with two crescent-shaped sickle-shaped weapons attached to the other end of the chain.

"Your name is Uncle Ben?"

"Yes." The man nodded, "I have something to—"

"Who are you?" Pava interrupted the other party very rudely - or she didn't know what politeness was at all.

"...My name is Zuolanni." The strange woman who was nearly two meters tall replied, "I'm here to inform you—"

"Zolanni? You just said your name is Zuolanni?" Pava interrupted the other party again.

"...Yes." Zuolanni began to feel a little upset.

But what made her even more upset was still behind - the other party showed his weapon as soon as he heard her without saying a word.

"My lord, I heard that the money-greedy devil said about you! You are the one who caused the money-greedy devil to be caught and sent to hell for a day for nothing, right?"

Pava casually threw Coke aside, then picked up the Blood Warhammer and rushed towards the opponent.

"It's all your fault that you didn't go home for dinner that night when you killed the greedy devil!"

"Tsk..." Zoranni made an impatient voice, and the chain sickle flew out of her hand, and the chain precisely entangled the opponent's war hammer. "You stupid mortal, has no one taught you not to interrupt others?"

"I don't have a mother!" Pava pushed hard on the handle of the hammer, and the hammer made of blood immediately turned into a spear, skillfully getting rid of the entanglement of the chain.

The spearhead pierced Zolani's chest, but unfortunately it failed to break through her defenses—although her armor was not as hard as Aatrox's darkin carapace, it couldn't be broken by any attack.

"Can you also manipulate blood... It's a pity that your technique is too clumsy."

Zoranni clamped the tip of the blood spear with two fingers, and then gently snapped the spear, and the spear immediately turned into a pool of blood.

Losing the spear as a support point, Pava's body suddenly fell forward, and was directly strangled by the other party's neck.

"Your ability to control blood is more like innate. You have a bit of talent, but you don't have any rules." Zoranni slowly increased her grip, as if she wanted to strangle the "mortal" in front of her to death.

A stream of blood oozed from the corner of Pava's mouth.

But just when Zoranni thought she had completely controlled the situation, she suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from her back.

Looking back, I saw that the blood on the ground turned into countless spikes and pierced into her body at some point.

"You obviously didn't touch that blood..." Zuolanni was a little puzzled.

But what surprised her even more was the moment she turned her head back—the other party spat out the blood from the corner of his mouth, which turned into a sharp knife and stabbed her in the eye.

The sudden severe pain made her subconsciously let go of her hand, and her vision became dark.

"No...you are very familiar with blood magic..."

"Who cares about you!" Pava made a face, and then...

then……

Running away with a Coke.

After a round of confrontation, she has already determined that she can't beat the opponent, so there is no need to continue entanglement.

Going back to shake people is the right answer!

Let the money-grubbing devil beat her up!

This is not bullying the weak and fearing the strong, bullying the few with more, this is called strategic retreat and strategic request for support!

"You wait for me, I will come down and beat you when I go back to change clothes! I don't know how to call people, so don't run away!"

"..." Zuolani's eyes twitched, and she watched the other party run away.

Is it strange that mortals in this world are so... strange?

Meanwhile, Mubai is watching the morning news while eating a delicious breakfast.

The show host is pretty, with a thin waist, long legs, and a raised butt, and the bust looks okay, but the makeup on the face is a bit heavy, and there is no natural beauty at all—it is not as good as Pava and Leisai and Macchima.

If the full score is 7.5, she may only score [-] points.

However, the news she is reporting now can be rated as a 9-big news.

[Since yesterday, people infected with a new type of disease have been found in various places in Tokyo. The clinical symptoms are: fatigue, shortness of breath, listlessness, and even shock and other clinical manifestations in severe cases. 】

[At present, the cause of the disease is not yet clear, and the route of transmission is initially determined to be blood transmission. 】

【At present, researchers have not extracted pathogenic bacteria or pathogenic viruses from patients. 】

[From [-]:[-] pm yesterday to [-]:[-] am this morning, more than [-] citizens have been confirmed to be infected. 】

[This station urges all citizens to take personal protection in the near future, wash hands frequently, ventilate frequently, minimize going out, and avoid crowd gathering. 】

[Our reporter Yan Yuan Wuzi will report for you. 】

"It's autumn, and the virus has come out to find food reserves..." Mu Bai ate another mouthful of seaweed rice balls with the hostess' beautiful legs.

Just when he was about to finish his breakfast and go back to sleep, the door of the living room was suddenly pushed open, and a figure rushed in.

"Greedy devil!"

Paji.Pava's chest hit Mubai's face again.

"Why did you come back so early?" At this moment, Mu Bai wished that the softness on his face was real. "Run away from home and find that you didn't bring enough money to take the bus?"

"Don't worry about such trivial things now!!" Pava entangled the other party like an octopus, "That strange guy is here! She is here to hunt down and kill my uncle!!"

"What weird guy?"

"It's the one you said earlier! What the hell! Oh yes, Gazot!!"

"It's Zuolanni..." Mu Bai grabbed the girl by the collar and threw her on the sofa, "Is she looking for you?"

"That's right! She wanted to kill me just now! She even said that she would kill you too!" In fact, Pava didn't know whether Zoranni had said such a thing just now.

"Really?" Mu Bai frowned, and the Darkborn Demon Sword on the ground automatically flew into his hand.

But when he opened the window and looked into the street, the whole street was empty.

There is no such thing as Zoranni or dark descendants. At this point, even stray dogs don't bother to get up and look for food in the trash can.

"Where is she?" Mu Bai asked.

"No wow." Pava scratched his head, "Maybe he left?"

"..."

"..."

Mu Bai put away the Darkborn Demon Sword again, ready to go back to sleep.

But at this moment, the landline in the living room rang.

As soon as she answered the phone, Mazima's gentle voice came from the receiver:

"Xiaobai, there is a situation."

Chapter 97 Zuolanni, Mimic Baby!

Mubai once suspected that he was the only one who was working seriously in the whole special 4 class, and the others were fish-fishing monsters with their salaries. Otherwise, why would Maqima call him every time something happened and tell him to work? Woolen cloth?

Where is our respected team leader Hayakawa Akira?What about Dongshan Xiaohong, the pride of Shandong?Where is Shabi, the number one boy of the chainsaw?What about the peaceful, violent demons?What about Himeno-senpai, who is as addicted to cigarettes as Constantine?

Damn, why don't one or two work?

Just when Mubai was distressed that he was about to take over troublesome things again, Maqima's gentle voice happened to come from the receiver:

"Because they have other tasks to do now."

"...How do you know what I'm thinking?" Mu Bai wondered if the other party had installed a monitor in his home.

"Because I'm the one who knows you best, Xiaobai."

"Oh...so, what's going on?"

"Now you go out and go straight east for 600 meters and you will see a demon. I need you to help me deal with it—that demon is probably the culprit who recently infected many citizens."

"Is it a hunting mission? This is good." Mu Bai suddenly became a little interested, "Does the police need to keep the bottom?"

"Well... better keep your head," Mazima replied.

"Then can I eat other parts except the head?"

"of course."

"What about the bonus? Is there any?"

"Yes, it will be credited into your account together with your salary next month."

"Then I'll go." It's a beautiful thing to eat, play and earn money.

After Mubai hung up the phone, he immediately found the cheapest SpongeBob SquarePants T-shirt to put on, and then changed his pants into the big floral pants that he usually only wears at home—since there is still some time to prepare, he must Organize your equipment so that the uniform will not be damaged in a fight later, and you will have to deduct your salary when you go to Maqima to get a new set.

"Pava, let's go!"

"Are you going to avenge my uncle? Yes!" Pava jumped up excitedly like an elementary school student who found a fifth-grade cousin to beat up a third-grade classmate.

The public security duo, not wearing public security uniforms, walked out of the house imposingly, preparing to make up for a "breakfast".

Seeing this, Reise, who was washing the dishes, asked weakly, "Well...can I go with you...?"

Mubai didn't reply.

Pava graciously agreed: "Yes, you will be a cheerleader for my uncle with the money-greedy devil later, and see how my uncle beats up that purple-skinned bad woman!"

"Yeah!" Lacey smiled happily.

8:49 am, Tokyo.

In the past, Hanhe Street at this point has gradually become lively, but today it is surprisingly deserted.

There are two reasons for this anomaly:

First, many people have been infected with a strange disease recently, and most residents dare not go out when they have nothing to do, so there are naturally fewer pedestrians.

Second, there are demons haunting No. 114 Hanwa Street.

A large, slow-moving demon that looks like a mountain of meat.

Its body is covered with wrinkles and mucus, and the fat is so thick that it forms layers. Almost half of a small head that does not match its size and shape is sunk in the soft, layered, feces-yellow flesh. Can't see the neck at all.

It is more than eight meters tall and nearly three stories high. In terms of width, it looks about the same as its height because of too much fat. Basically, it can be said to be a ball of meat.

Its two arms were broken and thin, like two stunted branches stuck in a thick lump of cow dung.

As for the legs... it doesn't seem to have legs, and it moves by sliding on the fat under the body. There is a finger-like thing growing just below the belly button, the meaning of which is unknown.

It doesn’t seem to be able to speak human words, it just keeps devouring everything around it—whether it’s living humans or animals, or lifeless cars or roadblocks, as long as it catches it, it will definitely stuff it into its stomach—no It enters from the mouth, but is swallowed by the gap between the layers of fat.

It's nasty, but also pretty strong.

The passers-by who first discovered it and the folk demon hunters who rushed to it had already been "swallowed" into their stomachs, and the policemen who evacuated the people at the scene were also eaten by it.

Now, it is ready to eat the small supermarket in front of it.

It started with the supermarket signboard and swallowed the metal plaque.

Then there are snacks and some shelves around the supermarket.

Then there is the beverage area, which has a lot of Coke that is doing promotional activities.

And then and then... no more and then.

Because it couldn't even swallow the Coke successfully.

Because...the Guardian of Coke is here.

"The Coke was almost destroyed, so dangerous... Pava! While there is no one here, sneak a few boxes of Coke back home!"