I am a god in Tokyo

in the driver's seat,

Ryosuke Miyagawa was controlling the steering wheel with an anxious expression on his face. While slowing down the speed of the car as much as possible, he kept looking at the cell phone on the co-pilot, waiting for the call from his junior sister.

However, the screen was dark and there was no caller ID.

Miyagawa Ryosuke sighed slightly, looked into the rear compartment through the rearview mirror, sat still, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

"master."

He opened his mouth cautiously: "Why don't we go back tomorrow and wait for the little junior sister for another day, maybe... maybe she is temporarily busy!"

The swordsman closed his eyes and said nothing, the weapon was placed across his legs, as if he was in deep sleep, but the palm on the scabbard moved slightly.

Seeing the master like this,

Miyagawa Ryosuke could only sigh and said no more.

I was supposed to leave at [-]:[-] p.m., but my junior sister not only didn't come, she didn't even give a phone call. When I contacted her, the other party's phone was still turned off... Maybe my junior sister is still thinking about it.

Or maybe, what happened in the past two days, even the little junior sister began to...

He shook his head violently.

impossible!

How can my junior sister suspect us? Whether it is the matter of Haruo Tsuchimikado or yesterday's death, it has nothing to do with us. All of this can be proved by the hotel's surveillance video.

During the day, we searched the door of Class Nine to collect evidence, which proved our innocence.

Although the psionic circle is still skeptical, my junior sister is not the kind of person who listens and believes.

Maybe,

Maybe she is still thinking about it, after all, the junior sister is still a high school student, and anyone would hesitate to leave Tokyo to practice in Nagoya suddenly... Thinking of this, Ryosuke Miyagawa's eyes lit up.

Go back for the time being, and wait for the little junior sister to think about it before taking her over.

Since the master is willing to extend the waiting time for the younger junior sister, as long as the younger junior sister says something nice, he probably won't care about it.

Miyagawa Ryosuke suddenly felt much better.

at this time,

The swordsman who was originally sitting upright opened his eyes suddenly, and grasped the scabbard subconsciously.

He turned to look out the window,

The night was deep and pitch black, and the building after the lights were turned off was like a giant beast crawling in the darkness. The sword hero put his palm on the scabbard, looking as far as he could, as if he wanted to see through the night.

in the direction of his gaze,

Tens of kilometers apart, but the sky was full of flames, tearing the night.

"town!"

The god's golden seal grew against the wind and fell with a crash.

The demon warrior came back to his senses in a very short moment of astonishment, twisted his waist, trying to use the momentum to rush out of the range of the giant seal.

But he has not lifted his foot,

The solid asphalt concrete road suddenly turned into a quagmire under the authority of the gods.

"Damn!"

The warrior looked down,

His feet had sunk into the ground, and the sticky mud dragged his body, making him miss the last chance to avoid the attack.

The giant seal is already on the top of the head,

The samurai had no time to think about it, and slashed with his sword. The swordsmanship that was enough to split gold and iron, but when it touched the giant seal, a series of sparks burst out. Weapons came.

The tiger's mouth cracked, and the sword wailed.

Huge pressure, from the weapon to the arm, to the body.

The samurai raised his head, grasping the Taidao tightly with his bloody hands, but his body pressed back inch by inch, the back of the sword getting closer, even sticking to his face, and shrieked piercingly in the blue halo,

It seems that in the next second, it will shatter under this high pressure.

The weapon has been with him for many years. It is spiritual and not easy to destroy... But this body is different. The pressure from the god's golden seal is like a wave. tons of weight.

This pressure was transmitted from the blade to his body.

'click'

In the samurai's grim and shocked expression, his arms were completely shattered, and he couldn't grasp the weapon.

"town!"

In this momentary gap, Uehara Satoru, who was suspended in mid-air, brazenly activated his divine power, exercised his authority, and tapped the illusory brush downward.

The power of the earth covered the seal of God, and it fell with a crash.

Boom! !

The ground vibrated and the roar passed.

There is no hindrance to the suppression of the divine seal.

It's a long story to say, but this confrontation took place in an instant. The divine seal fell down and the demon was suppressed. In just a few seconds, even the avatar was still at the side, and it was too late to walk away.

Uehara Satoru hurriedly manipulated the clone, holding Kasumi Hill to stay away from the dangerous area.

But he was still hanging high in the sky, not letting go of his vigilance.

"do you died?"

Uehara Satoru fell slightly, kept a safe distance, and looked down at the road.

The flames from the explosion of the car illuminated all directions, and on the road, there was a huge cyan seal, pressed to the ground, and the fleshy paste burst open.

It looks like

Can't die anymore.

If Uehara Satoru can't make a move, it's all right, once he makes a move, he will go all out,

Keeping one hand, saving the other party's life to inquire about the news, showing the enemy in front of the shock, this may lead to being killed.

Without absolute certainty,

He won't do such stupid things.

"Not sure yet."

Uehara Satoru still maintains the state of Shenyin suppression and observes quietly.

Although the enemy has become flesh,

But Uehara Satoru won't be relieved if he doesn't see his soul dissipate.

But he waited for a while,

But he didn't see the other party's soul flying out.

"Isn't he dead yet?" Uehara Satoru opened the distance vigilantly again, but there was no movement at the place where the divine seal was pressing on the ground, only a puddle of squashed flesh.

It is even more impossible for the other party to leave through earth escape,

The soil with a radius of 50 meters has been turned into a forbidden area by "pointing to the ground into steel", and even an ant cannot escape.

but no soul,

Could it be that the 'monster' has no soul?

Uehara Satoru couldn't help muttering. There are too many abnormalities in this world. A samurai has no heartbeat, pulse, or breathing. Even if he doesn't have a soul...isn't it unacceptable?

He stretched out his hand and scratched slightly, and the merit book of life and death emerged.

The pages of the book were unfolded, but there was no information about the warrior from the beginning to the end.

"Like other psychics, his household registration is not under my control..." Uehara Satoru had expected it, his eyes flickered, but he did not close the life and death merit book because of this, but held the judge's pen and operated the magic.

After being promoted to be the head of the eighth rank Youfang, Uehara Satoru obtained two great magic arts.

Tranquilization and soul-stirring.

The former can enter the underworld and see the dead souls of ghosts and gods, while the latter can capture three souls and take away seven souls.

They are all unique divine arts of the lineage of the gods of the underworld.

And what Uehara Satoru used at this time,

It is soul-stirring!

If the "spiritualization" is effective, it proves that the demon warrior is really not dead, but just blinded by the state of suspended animation, just to hook out his soul and complete the last knife.

If invalid,

That is, demons do not have souls.

"come out!"

Uehara Satoru swiped his pen and clicked.

When the divine technique was operated, an illusory lock fell out of the judge's pen, circled out, screamed softly, and rushed to the ground brazenly.

'crash'

The chains are insubstantial, passing through the earth.

Uehara Satoru's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly flew back to distance himself.

Really suspended animation!

Insanity works and captures the soul.

Uehara Satoru's eyes were dignified. Fortunately, he had always been cautious and did not relax his control over the god's golden seal.

He withdrew his thoughts and swung the judge pen violently, wanting to pull out the opponent's soul, but his arm suddenly froze, and the judge pen formed by divine power trembled slightly, like the pressure of a fish biting a hook.

Uehara Satoru grabbed the judge pen and dragged it outward.

under the seal of God,

The originally immobile meat paste stirred up like boiling, and in the illusion, there was a huge soul that was completely disproportionate to the body, which was pulled out by the magic of "soul arrest".

"This is--"

Uehara Satoru looked at the soul being dragged out.

It was only a corner of the entire soul, but it was already far higher than the size of the samurai himself. There were countless sword wounds, the cracks were all over the soul, and it was full of indescribable chaos and terror.

'Om'

The divine seal that was suppressed on the ground was pushed open a gap.

laugh--

The gap, roaring and roaring opened.

The sword light was intense, ejected at an unimaginable speed, rushed to the sky like a meteor, and disappeared into the darkness amidst the terrifying howl of a sonic fighter.

Uehara Satoru maintained the divine seal and divine art, and had no time to react when the sword light came.

He could only look far into the distance, and the sword light that disappeared into the sky turned out to be the rusty and mottled sword of the samurai.

And this weapon left the Setagaya district in an instant.

Uehara Satoru has the heart to pursue,

But leaving Setagaya District, leaving the place where power radiates, his strength will drop by more than half.

Uehara Satoru could only hang on the edge of the Setagaya area, looking at the direction the sword was flying to. After a while, he turned around and landed on the ground. He stretched out his hand and raised it slightly.

There are shallow pits on the ground made by the seal of the gods.

Inside the pit was bubbling meat paste, with no human form visible at all. The moment the divine seal was removed, the meat paste suddenly turned white, and there was no movement.

Uehara Satoru observed carefully for a long time, until he was sure that there was no danger, he pinched a piece of meat paste, gently pinched it,

The meat paste was scattered like dried soil.

Uehara Satoru got up, turned his head to look in the direction where Taidao flew away.

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