I am a god in Tokyo

Suddenly, someone shouted excitedly.

"Me too!"

"You can use ritual spells!"

The crowd was restless, and suddenly, four or five psykers recovered their spiritual power.

Tohsaka Rin was stunned, and then pleasantly surprised.

While fleeing, she already knew that the "demon-proof elixir" was injected through air conditioners and vents, which also shows that the more closed the environment, the longer the effect of the medicine, and those non-closed environments, the ingredients absorbed by psykers The less, the shorter the effect.

Perhaps these people were on the deck when the 'Forbidden Magic Elixir' was cast.

So to be able to recover so quickly.

Knowing that these psykers had recovered and could protect themselves, everyone in the cabin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xing...Xiaogui!"

Daisuke Katayama finally found Kei Shirogane, with tears in his eyes.

"It was Mr. Hirakawa who protected me." Bai Yingui pushed away the tearful Uncle Daisuke, dumbfounded, and turned his head again. Hirakawa Liangshan disappeared at some point, and the flow of people was mixed, so he couldn't be found for a while.

*

Below the deck, the atmosphere is eerie.

The mercenaries were no longer as fanatical and arrogant as before. Everyone held their weapons carefully, slowed down their pace, looked tense and fearful of the unknown.

'Ding'

In the quiet corridor, there were crisp voices.

"Ahhhhh!!"

In the mercenary team, someone screamed, raised their machine guns and fired wildly at the source of the sound. The flames were spewing out, tearing the already blackened and tattered wall clean, but there was nothing on the other side.

"What kind of gun did you shoot, what kind of gun did you shoot!"

While everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they also responded to this teammate with anger, and the team leader even rushed over and slapped him twice.

Almost at the same time as the slap fell,

In the air, there was a soft chant of swords.

The complexion of the people changed drastically, and they raised their guns one after another, and while running backwards, they shot around.

at the end of the corridor,

Uehara Satoru showed his figure, looked at the fleeing mercenary squad, he activated five sword lights, hovered in front of him, chopped all the incoming bullets, and strolled in the courtyard at an extremely fast speed,

It only takes a moment to cover the distance before catching up with this mercenary team.

But at the corner, a bullet broke through the wall and pierced the center of the eyebrow.

Uehara Satoru's expression remained unchanged, and a sword light popped out, piercing the bullet directly.

Next second,

He suddenly concentrated, took a breath and backed away, opening the distance.

boom! !

A huge explosion appeared in the narrow corridor, and the dust and debris were blown around with the scorching red flames. The walls, ceiling, and ground were all scorched by the instantaneous high temperature.

"Did you escape?"

the other end of the corridor.

The ordinary-looking young man even had a simple and honest smile on his face, his hands were dexterous as if by magic, he took out the bullet casing in the pistol, held a red bullet between his steady fingers, and filled it.

He closed his eyes, and the invisible fluctuations of spiritual power spread like bat supersonic waves.

Diffusion, rebound.

The structure diagram of the corridor was clearly displayed in his mind.

"Disappeared?"

The young man suddenly opened his eyes, a little unbelievable, but within a tenth of a second, relying on the sense of crisis brought about by tempering, he quickly fell to the right, and almost at the same time, a cyan sword light nailed his original position.

"caught you."

An indifferent voice came from the top of the head, and an unimaginable pressure suddenly fell. It was a spiritual pressure formed by the release of spiritual power.

"....limit!"

The young man fell to his knees, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and he squeezed out a sound from between his teeth.

pS: On the first day of the month, ask for blades, ask for rewards, ask for tickets

Ah Xu will never do pigeons this month, he will definitely work at full time

Chapter 160 Seven Lonely City on the Sea ([-])

"Alchemy weapons."

Satoru Uehara maintained his Reiatsu, and his eyes fell on the Beretta 92 pistol in the young man's hand.

This silver-gray pistol was exuding violent fluctuations in spiritual power.

This surprised Uehara Satoru,

It's not that he hasn't seen alchemy weapons, and the regular equipment of Search Nine is spiritual bullets and alchemy weapons, but he has never seen such spiritual fluctuations, almost substantial alchemy weapons.

This means that the technical level of this pistol is much higher than the conventional equipment of the Japanese official supernatural organization.

"What is your purpose?"

Uehara Satoru urged Jianwan to look down indifferently on the mercenary youth who was kneeling on the ground and couldn't even raise his head.

"...for money!"

The young man was dripping with sweat, he struggled to support his arms, mustered all his strength, and was able to resist the terrifying pressure.

But he can only do this one step,

The overwhelming pressure made him unable to even look up at the enemy.

how come--

Why does the Rhine have a 'boundary'? Even if the Sigong consortium really invites the 'boundary', there will be news!

The boundary is not the Chinese cabbage that can be seen everywhere on the roadside,

There are only four Boundaries left in Japan, and there are over a hundred Boundaries in the world. Each of them is a nuclear weapon in the psychic world. No matter where they go, they are the center of attention.

How could there be a 'boundary' on the Rhine?

Uehara Satoru didn't even lift his eyelids, the majestic Reiatsu came crashing down, and with the sound of bones breaking, the young man fell to the ground in pain.

The cyan sword light popped out and pressed against the young man's back. The hidden sharpness of the magic weapon sword pill made goose bumps all over his body through his clothes, like the god of death waving a sickle, waiting for him.

"I'm just interested in your purpose, not necessarily knowing."

Uehara Satoru said calmly: "Every second you waste is challenging my patience."

"Ha...hahaha...cough cough cough!"

The young man laughed out loud, accompanied by a cough that squeezed his breastbone.

"As expected of the boundary, the existence of people beyond the ordinary. For this operation, we have prepared for a long time to resume the game, but we have not considered the boundary factor... Your appearance has already turned the chessboard."

"but--"

The young man propped up his body vigorously, making the sound of bones breaking under the pressure of Pang Ran's spirit.

He showed a ferocious smile.

"Don't underestimate me!"

Under the cabin, there was a slight vibration, roaring like an unsealed prehistoric beast.

Uehara Satoru's complexion changed slightly, and he couldn't care less about pressing the other party, and his figure suddenly retreated.

boom! !

The raging flames and heat instantly engulfed the entire corridor, and the explosion from the bottom of the feet completely destroyed this floor, and the entire cruise ship shook in the violent explosion.

With the activation of the fire protection system, a large amount of dry powder was sprayed from the ceiling, and the fire was quickly brought under control.

The sword light floated, cutting a passage through the thick smoke and dry powder.

Uehara Satoru returned to the original place again, looked at the messy and charred corridor, but did not find the body of the psychic mercenary.

"It's decisive."

Uehara Satoru clicked his tongue and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped.

He summoned up his spiritual power to blow away the smoke and dust on the ground, then picked up the pistol covered in dust and dry powder, and shook it clean.

It seemed that the other party fled in a hurry without even taking away their weapons.

Uehara Satoru checked the alchemy weapon for a while and found no damage, so he put it away and turned to leave.

*

"Eight bullets."

Shirakawa Ringo loaded the magazine into the pistol with a dignified expression.

Although the Sigong Consortium equipped the Rhine with weapons, it obviously did not consider the situation of pirates, so even the weapons were deterrent weapons, not lethal weapons.

She gripped her pistol tightly and walked carefully in the equipment area below the deck.

She met a group of survivors before and knew the situation on the battlefield. The enemy was a group of ruthless and heavily armed terrorists, which made her worry.

But there is also good news,

Through some survivors, Shirakawa Ringo knew that there was still a third party protecting the crew and guards in the cruise ship battlefield.

But no one saw the third party, just heard the voice, and those terrorists died suddenly.

"It must be a psychic!"

Bai Chuan Ringo was so sure.

In addition to Moore, there are also psykers who maintain their combat power and delay the terrorists' footsteps under the cabin to protect the people.

This made the policewoman feel that she was not fighting alone, and that she had companions.

Shirakawa Ringo was walking carefully in the empty corridor, but he was keenly aware of the vibration of the floor. This vibration was transmitted from the ground to the wall like an infection, and then spread to the entire cruise ship.

"explode?!"

Her complexion changed drastically, and she quickly grabbed the armrest beside her.

A terrifying roar appeared from under the floor, the cruise ship was shaken by the huge explosion, the fire alarm was sounded quickly, and high-pitched voices appeared everywhere in the cabin.

"In the end what happened?"

Ringo Shirakawa grasped the handrails tightly and stabilized his center of gravity, shocked by the sudden explosion.

Next second,

She thought of a certain possibility, and her complexion suddenly turned livid.

As she guessed,

There were frequent noises on the cruise ship's radio, and amidst the piercing screams, it was taken over by Firefox mercenaries.

"How to use this thing? Hey, can you hear me?"

A rough male voice came from the radio.

In the refuge areas of the cruise ship, the passengers and crew subconsciously held their breath, calming down in the chaos of the explosion.

"We are a mercenary group that seeks money without risking our lives. Now we announce that the Rhine has been taken over by us!"

The radio male voice said so.

Everyone was in an uproar, and then cursed, losing their former demeanor.