I am a god in Tokyo

The monster wailed in pain, and the vegetation on its body was gradually scorched in the flames. Those methods used to eliminate the common fire were useless in the face of this kind of spiritual flame.

"The fire attack works!"

The professor of the University of Michigan looked delighted.

Beside her, Creston was wearing the attire of a church priest, holding a silver cross in his hand, but he didn't choose to make a move.

His abilities are ineffective against these monsters.

It's better to save your energy.

Christina is holding a fire whip. Magnificent lines appear on her naked skin, and dark red flames float on the surface of her body, protecting her in front of the professor. The fire whip in her hand is extremely flexible.

He actually whipped out the monsters that wanted to barge several times, leaving black scars on the opponent's body.

Although once suppressed the monster,

But psykers have limited physical strength and limited spiritual power.

Monsters have endless energy.

One of the psykers dressed as a priestess fell to the ground when he was exhausted, and his eyes were scorched black, but there was still no fallen monster, approaching ferociously.

The witch was about to cry from fright.

at this time,

The sword light suddenly appeared.

The monster's body froze for a moment, and then separated into two parts. The witch who fell to the ground was pulled up by terrifying force.

"Are you okay?"

Xiazhiqiu Shiyu held the witch in her arms, not noticing the sudden flushing of her face.

She stared vigilantly at the monster that split into two pieces on the ground, but each grew wooden limbs, intending to merge.

next to

Miyagawa Ryosuke held the Taidao and slashed again, cutting the monster into four pieces, slowing down the opponent's recovery time.

"You send her out first!"

He lost his hip-hop expression and looked extremely calm.

"She's exhausted, it's dangerous to stay here."

Xia Zhiqiu nodded, hugged the witch tightly, and stepped out of the battlefield in an instant like an arrow.

Put down the lingering witch,

She turned to look at her prospective master.

The swordsman held his sword, stood still, and looked into the distance calmly.

In front of him, there were already two fragmented corpses that could not be pieced together, and the dark green blood was splashed, not within three feet of the radius.

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"Why are they stopping me?"

Damon's voice was very soft.

He looked sadly at 'Ken Nakamura' beside him, as if at this moment, only the other party could understand him—even though Ken Nakamura had lost consciousness and became a real vegetable.

"I also want to save the world."

Damon reached out and touched Nakamura Ken's body, his eyes hardened.

the plan he had prepared,

But at the very beginning, it had already failed.

From the limit of the spread of the flash, it has failed.

"I won't allow it."

Damon's voice turned cold.

He tore open the scabbed scar on his wrist, let the blood pour on Nakamura Ken's body, causing the movement of the other's body branches,

Then,

The moss flowing in the factory is fine, and the mutant monster outside the factory is fine.

All paused for a moment.

The life diffused from 'Nakamura Ken' as the source, received the instructions from the source, and the mutated monster began to flee crazily back to the factory. The moss that originally covered the building and the ground also retreated like an ebb tide.

Damon opened his arms and embraced Ken Nakamura.

Russia,

Countless moss surged up and swallowed it.

Uehara Satoru held the golden seal in his hand, without the cover of moss, his perspective spell could finally be used.

In the swaying tall buildings below,

All the moss gathered, and the monster rushed into the moss with a roar, as if forming an unimaginable monster.

Such a monster has neither evil spirit nor Yin energy.

Uehara Satoru couldn't judge its strength.

"To fight, or not to fight?"

Uehara Satoru pondered secretly.

He looked into the distance, and among the group of psykers, there was a very conspicuous strong man, the spiritual threads on his body overwhelmed the brilliance of other psykers, that was Jianhao.

Judging by the spiritual thread,

Uehara Satoru guessed that Jianhao should be at the same level as himself.

That is to say-

I don't need to do it at all.

If I can't beat it, the sword hero can't beat it either.

If I can beat him, the swordsman can too.

Figured this out,

Uehara Satoru then disappeared, restrained his divine seal, and dodged quietly.

Next second,

A ferocious roar came from the factory building, followed by violent shaking, the glass exploded, and a viscous dark green liquid gushed out like a flood. When moving, the liquid seemed to be corrosive.

The factory building behind and the buildings on both sides gradually corroded and melted in the liquid.

"Help!!"

The dormitory building of the factory was also crumbling under such corrosive conditions. Someone was beating on the windows and shouting in despair.

Uehara Satoru, who was hiding in a safe area, quietly looked over.

Before the moss covered the perspective, he didn't find these living people, but now that he saw them, he couldn't ignore them.

divine power,

The concrete on the ground of the dormitory building is suddenly simulated, and the dormitory building is reinforced.

The green slime stopped at the center of the factory, and then mimicked it. Limbs and faces grew out of every part of the body. Those faces cried out in pain. On top of the slime, a huge head was formed.

It roared in the direction of the psyker.

"Why, you have to stop me again and again, I want to save this world, you don't understand anything, you don't know anything!"

With this sentence,

A torrent of slime crashed out of the factory.

Looking at the surging torrent, most of the psykers turned pale.

at this time,

The swordsman, who seemed to have never moved, held onto the handle of the knife.

He steps forward,

Clang!

Like a dragon singing softly, the sword light frightens the Hong.

in an instant,

The sword galloped over a thousand meters and appeared at the forefront of the battlefield, intersecting with the strange torrent that came.

Whoa!

The strange torrent stopped for a moment, and the body broke apart suddenly.

"As expected of Mr. Swordsman..."

After a while of silence, someone said blankly.

Provoked a burst of recognition.

With the swordsman here, it seems that he has the courage to continue fighting.

However, the next moment,

The slime quickly merged, and the body was lifted up, imitating arms, legs and head, turning into a dark green, magnificent giant like a giant tree. It raised its legs and stepped on the sword hero suddenly.

"You can't let it go so smoothly."

Uehara Satoru's pupils turned crimson.

Supernatural powers——

Mito!

On the ground where the giant was standing, the internal structure suddenly spread out, the front feet moved forward, but the back feet suddenly sank into the ground.

Due to inertia, the body fell backwards.

pS: I suddenly found out that this episode really didn’t end so soon

One more chapter and it's over

It's the beginning of the month, I'll adjust my schedule and try to update more than [-] words a day this month

Chapter 110 Nine Three Ceremonies

The giant did not fall.

On its back, countless tentacles stabbed out suddenly, touching the ground, stabilizing its body.

But in the battle, every second counts.

A momentary mistake can tell the difference.

Jian Hao held onto the hilt of the saber, raised his eyebrows and looked, as if he had never pulled out the Taidao, suddenly unsheathed, the blade refracted light, full of sharpness and sword intent, just looking at it made people's eyes sting.

"Household Slash!"

Accompanied by a hoarse voice.

A tsunami-like momentum erupted, suppressing the infected giant with flashes of light for a moment,

And in this half an instant, it was the blade light that seemed to tear apart the dark clouds.

'click'

The sword was sheathed.

boom!

The giant's legs dangling in mid-air separated from its body and fell to the ground with a crash.