People are in Zongman, in short, they are very disdainful

His hair was stained with blood, his eyes were red, and he let out an insane laugh. At this time, Kurosaki Jiji looked three parts like a human and seven parts a ghost.

In a sense, this state can be called "super HIGH thistle".

"It's called Xiaoren, right? It's suitable, it's really suitable.

Shinobi's soul is very suitable for me, perfectly integrated into my double!

This feeling is so wonderful, I want to sing a song so wonderful! "

Although he was very excited, Kurosaki Jiji didn't lose his basic thinking ability. After making up his mind, he seemed excited and took off his shirt, like a player who scored a goal.

Take off your shirt and dye your black hair red, stroll through the streets and slowly loosen your long hair;

Muscles propped up the net shirt, and the black eyes turned green, reappearing the face of an emperor.

"Horse, masaka..."

Sweating like waterfalls because of fear, Dosaki Sugiyan squeezed out his anger from between his teeth:

"I see...I see.

There is no Tobio at all, and there is no Diablo... From the beginning, it's just you! ! "

"Yeah, it's a pity you know it too late."

In addition to switching identities, "Diablo Transformation" can also restore 20% of the substitute energy for Kurosaki Thistle, and it can also prepare for a certain "insurance measure" for Kurosaki Thistle.

"Come on, Dosaki Sugiwa——

No one will block the knife for you this time, right? "

The night sky hangs low, engulfing the stars in the sky, and even the bright moon shrinks into the clouds because of fear, just like the night when Kurosaki Ji wiped out the Dosaki family three years ago--only without the shining lights of the trees in the villa. Burning scene.

"Father...Mother..."

"Oh, are you reminiscing about the warm family? Then I will help you."

A gentle and mocking voice sounded like the Cheshire cat in a fairy tale.

"We didn't find your mother when we scoured the hills—we found her desiccated body after the fire died out,

Even the magic circuit self-destructed, just to prevent us from taking it away, what a good mother.

Your father is not bad, but his reaction is a bit slow.

If you want to see it, I can consider taking out your magic circuit and matching it with his. "

"asshole!!!"

The giant hammer condensed violent power, followed by a heart-piercing roar.

"Don't make my parents—say so miserable!!!"

"Hmm ↗ ↘, this is not bad."

Although 36 souls have been collected, the soul of the brave is still needed to absorb the remains of the saint.

And the stronger the strength, the more angry, the higher the quality of the soul.

"But I'm a little tired, let's play with my subordinates first."

As soon as the voice fell, within a radius of one kilometer around Herosaki Ji, bright blood-like teleportation circles lit up one after another, and the monsters in the territory of the fear lord stumbled towards them, like zombies in horror movies.

And behind them, pairs of red eyes lit up with bloodthirsty desire.

"Come on, let me see how delicious your soul is."

Summoning the Crimson King who seemed to be broken at the touch, Kurosaki Ji continued to savor Shinobu's soul and admire Dosaki Sugiwa's embarrassment.

Anyway, the direct subordinates in his own territory can't die, can't they?

————————————The Crimson King———————————

"So, Mr. Ji was not human a long time ago, right?"

In the Hell-Thistle Demon Mansion, Chika Fujiwara stared at Schrödinger angrily, while Agatha at the side raised her head 45 degrees and whistled, completely ignoring her brother's eyes asking for help.

Weak, cute, and helpless, but can kill people with one paw.

"Not long ago... according to Master Lucifer, about a few months ago?"

"Isn't that a long time! And 'Lord Lucifer'? What is her relationship with Mr. Ji?"

"Uh... well... Fujiwara-sama, drink tea, drink tea..."

"No! Explain it to me!"

She is a character set of a pretty girl, and she has abandoned a lot of humanity because of demonization. Chika Fujiwara is still full of anger. By the way, she brought a cup of tea from the servant of the statue who came over—Ji Jun’s son is mine. Son, isn't it normal for a mother to lose her temper with her son?

"This... eh?"

The statue that had just put away the tray disappeared after a burst of red light, leaving only the black tea that had not been handed to Schrödinger in time to fall on the carpet with the tray.

"Oops!"

Because of his extraordinary wisdom, calm personality, and unimaginable loyalty, Schrödinger was granted the status of "Prince of the Supervisory Kingdom" by Kurosaki Ji, who was responsible for managing the affairs of the territory when he was not in charge.

And now not only the statues, but also the monkey chefs in the hotel, the ducks in the sewers, the clowns in the circus and other monsters in the territory have been summoned to the world.

"The only one who can do this is my lord father...but what needs to mobilize so many people?"

"What's wrong, Schrödinger?"

Although he is a child who likes to make trouble, Fujiwara Chika is not an unreasonable person (?).

"Master Fujiwara, let's go back and rest. We can't solve this problem anymore. What happens now depends on father...Master Ji."

————————————————The Crimson King—————————

"What's wrong, Dosaki Sugiyan?"

The broken corpses of monsters were piled up on the ground, Kurosaki Ji walked leisurely behind the revived monster, and in front of him was Sugiwa Dosaki, who was out of breath.

"What to do, what are you going to do?

The monster is right in front of you, what are you going to do, boy? "

The time dragged by his subordinates completely devoured Shinobu's soul, Kurosaki Thistle looked at the distraught Dosaki Sugiwa with satisfaction.

"Don't—get carried away!"

Stepping on the ground with force, the trouser leg on the left calf burst, revealing muscles that were stronger than granite. The remains of the saint on the legs and torso were constantly absorbing the power from the veins, repairing the damaged body, and restoring the dry magic power.

This is the power of the saint's remains of Dosaki Sugiyan—like the titans in Greek mythology, drawing strength from the embrace of the earth.

There was no sound, because the power of this hammer did not need to be set off by sound at all, and even the sound of the sonic boom that came too late was more like a bad foil.

"It's not a bad hammer—Rola Takizawa!"

The road roller slammed down heavily, blocking the sight of the two of them.

"No spears, no spears, no spears, no spears—"

Crimson King and Kurosaki Ji's elbows rained down, and Dosaki Sugiiwa's heavy blows were submerged by the waves, and his eyes were pitch black.

To be... dead?

"Are you going to give up?"

At some point, my father's voice sounded.

"Shanyan, mom believes in you..."

Mother!

"Brother Shanyan..."

Xiao Ren's sweet smile hit the softness in the young man's heart.

"Drink ah ah-"

Juli was lifted from the bottom of the car, and Dosaki Sugiyan's anger soared to the sky.

"Kurosaki Ji! Take your life!"

Before he could even make a sound of astonishment, Ji Kurosaki spurted blood from his neck like a column, and his head rolled to the side.

"There is only one reason for your failure, Kurosaki Tsuji.

'You pissed me off', that's all. "

Gulping the air, Dosaki Sugiwa was so excited that he was so excited that the adrenaline paralyzed everything in him - he didn't even notice his severed right arm in time.

"Did I fail, Dosaki Sugiwa?"

A small gash was scratched on the face, and Kurosaki Jiji's complexion was not very good, after all, it would take a day to recover after the stand-in doll was broken.

There was no response, Dosaki Sugiyan swung the hammer with his left arm and hit the crumbling Scarlet King.

Click.

Click click.

"Now? What else do you have to say now?"

Before these words came out, the young man's head rolled to the ground.

"You didn't swing the hammer, and you didn't speak, Dosaki Sugiyan."

Red eyes were exposed from the shattered substitute, and Kurosaki Tsutomu's cold voice sounded.

"In front of the evolved Crimson King, you [did nothing] at all."

Dosaki Sugiwa

total defeat

death.

Chapter 197 Postscript·The End of the Brave

Three days later, Kobe, a certain farm.

Although it is a well-known Wagyu production area, this low-level food is not raised in this farm under the name of "Passionate Organization". Hei Mao and Niu are willing to bow down.

Ah...it's inside...it's so comfortable...

In the most central building of the farm, there is a floor that is independently configured, and there is nothing in it except a huge glass cage.

Cotton upholstery covers every gap, fresh oxygen is transported through special ventilation pipes, special forage grass from Western Europe grows on the ground, and mineral-rich spring water is carefully controlled at the most suitable temperature.

And in the middle of the cage, a partition divides all these things on the left side of the cage. The round hole in the middle of the opaque partition cleverly catches a soft-boned rabbit, which can prevent it from escaping and let it escape as much as possible. comfortable.

On the right side of the cage, a male rabbit hugged the two perfect rabbit legs exposed behind the partition, and bumped them crazily—although the mating time of ordinary rabbits is very short, both sides are monster soft-boned rabbits, so naturally they don't need to. worry about this problem.

No...No...Brother Shanyan...No...But who is "Brother Shanyan"?

Although part of his attachment to Dosaki Sugiwa has been preserved, Shinobu who lost his body is gradually forgetting his former lover because his soul was swallowed by Kurosaki Thistle.

Never mind, there's food and drink here, and you don't have to worry about natural enemies... ah ah ah ah it's coming...

The male rabbit behind him changed into a rougher posture and began to sprint violently.

Come in... come in.. hot, so hot... so comfortable, filled... are you pregnant again...

What Shanyan brother...it doesn't matter...

The male rabbit left, walked to the side and waited to be taken away by the staff, and another larger male rabbit was let in.

"Thank you very much for your help, Patriarch Matou, if it weren't for you, it would have been difficult for us to find so many soft bone rabbits."

"You're welcome, Dr. Huiyuan, it's a genius idea to use biotechnology and doubles to breed monsters."

Even for the family of magicians who monopolize Tokyo's agriculture, Matou Shinji said he was eye-opening.

The meat of many monsters is great for magicians, but not many people eat it.In addition to the scarcity of monsters, the low reproductive rate is also a problem.

After capturing Shinobu, Kurosaki Ji thought of a good idea to strike with lightning.

Cultivate a large number of soft bone rabbits by means including but not limited to substitutes and bio-agricultural technology to enhance the strength of your own magician!

With the cooperation of the Baiyin and Matong families, the first monster breeding center in the Neon Country opened, striving to make every enthusiastic magician feel safe!

"The soft-bone rabbit, which is greedy for sexual desire, cannot use ordinary breeding techniques, so we adopted this method of 'returning to the basics'."

Controlled by Kurosaki Ji, Haibara Ai, who maintains the appearance of a young girl, is not ashamed of such things, and Matou Shinji secretly sighs, "Sure enough, there are no ordinary people in the passion organization."