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Aoba sighed softly, feeling sorry for the innocent monsters and civilians who suffered the disaster.
However, now that the tornado has appeared, this unexpected event should come to an end.
Aoba, draped in a wide black and gold robe, walked up to Aojizang again and grabbed him by the neck.
Then, with a slight exertion of force in his palm, the steel cables wrapped around him instantly shattered into ice sculptures.
"...Kid, you can't kill me..."
Knowing he could no longer rely on those useless people, Aojizang stared into Qingye's eyes and squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat.
"I am a demon returned from hell... That lord... will one day reclaim all power, and you will all become our prey..." (aiej) That lord?
Qingye raised an eyebrow; he probably knew who Ao Dizang was relying on.
As a yokai, it is able to control the seal set by the legendary Onmyoji and even attempts to be resurrected.
In addition to Otome's experiences in old Kyoto, and the memories of the great yokai Hagoromo-Gitsune.
The instigator was none other than the former Onmyoji, Abe no Seimei.
He looked at Aojizo as if he were an idiot. "What kind of bewitching potion did Abe no Seimei give you in hell? Do you think he alone can change this era?"
"have a look."
Aoba's tiger's mouth suddenly tightened, dragging Jizo's body, stepping on snowflakes and icy pebbles, and striding towards the high point of Toyama Park.
The monsters gathered in the center retreated to both sides in awe.
The rescued people gathered in the southwest corner, their eyes filled with anger and hatred as they looked at Dizang.
With each step Aoba took, a frozen step rose up beneath her feet.
Chi la——
Jizo's head slammed heavily against the steps, and Aoba carried him up the steps.
In the murky pupil of Jizo's single eye, everything he had seen along the way was reflected—
A park in ruins, a high-rise building collapsed, a house with its beams collapsed, and a civilian lying badly injured against a wall.
But at the same time, there are also those guys in black uniforms who constantly move back and forth among the crowds and monsters.
Vehicles flashing unusual lights, and a temporary bridge constantly being erected.
In the blink of an eye, Aoba's steps came to a halt.
An ice track resembling an execution platform stands prominently in the center of the park.
"Do you see clearly?"
Boom!
Aoba pressed Jizo's head against it, "Did you see that clearly?"
"Things that you, the monsters of your old era, could never have imagined, are now being built by the very weak, whom you consider mere ants and prey..."
"Is the so-called 'adult' you're talking about capable of such a thing?"
"Also, take a good look." (For super-exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
"The enemy you are facing is not just me."
Above the floating Toyama Park, Jizo gritted his teeth and desperately craned his neck upwards. Inadvertently, he caught sight of the scene directly in front of him, and his pupils suddenly tightened.
wrong!
They're at the wrong altitude right now; the entire Hushan Park is floating in mid-air. Is this something humans can do?!
Is it that girl floating in the air?
Rumbling--
Lightning flashed through the clouds, scattering the snowflakes and unleashing a torrential downpour.
It also illuminated the two opposing faces on the stage.
"impossible!"
"Humans, how could humans possibly do such a thing!"
How could a human, lacking spiritual power, demonic power, and even physically weak to the point of being negligible, possibly accomplish these things?!
Ksitigarbha roared in fury.
With a roar, the Demon King's little hammer below began to stir, but it could not break free from the Maiden's fox tail restraints.
"It seems you really didn't see it clearly."
Aoba completely lost patience with Jizo's attack, shook his head slightly, and continuously channeled even greater force into his right hand:
"Indeed, how can a schemer who can so easily discard the lives of fellow demons expect anything from you, given the suffering you've caused yourself..."
"I have a repentant heart!"
Click!
The crisp sound of bones breaking suddenly rang out, drowning out all the noise.
Suddenly, Dizang's twisted neck drooped at an eerie angle, and the light in his single eye gradually faded.
The Demon King's hammer below suddenly fell silent.
The entire park fell into an eerie silence.
Countless gazes were fixed on the ice platform in disbelief.
They really killed him...
Really killed like this!!!
But before they could vent their anger, the single eye on the corpse of Jizo suddenly shot out and ran towards the hellish lava below.
"Hellish demons..."
Seeing this, Qingye shook his head helplessly, knowing he had brought about his own destruction.
next second.
From the center of the park, several streams of spiritual energy shot into the sky!
A series of complex and mysterious scriptures completely covered the seal, and the one-eyed creature, though trying to escape, was ultimately no match for the prosecutor's office's backup plan.
"Flowers bloom in the courtyard...!!!"
"And you too—Nurarihyon!!!"
The soul roared, relentlessly pounding against the sealing formation. At this moment, Ksitigarbha... no...
It should be Yamamoto Gorozaemon who truly had a hard time even if he wanted to die.
"Your Huakai Courtyard really managed to bring your ancestor back?"
Nurarihyon, holding his pipe, glanced at the figure beside him, composed of pure spiritual energy, his long hair flowing.
"Haha, these are just Onmyoji secret techniques, don't make a fuss." Hideyuki Kakaiin covered his chin with a paper fan and teased.
"However, that one in the sky..."
His tone suddenly turned to one of great surprise, "Such powerful and pure Nen, is it truly the power of a general from the Hundred Demons Group?"
"Is this even possible?"
Nurarihyon scratched the back of his head, his eyes unconsciously glancing at Yamabuki Otome to the side.
Even though it's been confirmed that it wasn't Hagoromo Gitsune, I still feel like I'm going to get stabbed every time I see that woman.
"Stop looking, that's not Hagoromo Gitsune." Hidemoto chuckled and waved his paper fan. "With that person in the heavens there, even if it were, it would have been subdued long ago."
"Now that things are settled here, let's go home early."
"Hey! You really don't care about what that guy said?"
"What's the point of worrying about me? I'm already dead."
"When Seimei is resurrected, your Keikain family will probably be the first to be purged."
"What am I afraid of if I'm already dead? Besides, someone else is taking the blame."
"The same to you."
Nura Nurarihyon paused for a moment, then transformed back into the old man's form. "I don't want to get involved anymore. If it weren't for my son and grandson being so useless, I would have handed the Nura Clan over to that kid Aoba."
Chapter 151. The person in charge of the district merger matters! The direct superior of the Prosecutor's Office!
Hushan Park.
The seal here has never been broken since Abe no Seimei disappeared here more than four hundred years ago.
Although the seal has been broken, the Yin-Yang Master's spell array, which has been developed over four hundred years, has once again suppressed the seal of this hell!
When Yamamoto Gorozaemon saw this scene, he stood there stunned in disbelief.
In a moment of mental confusion, he completely lost his will to fight and was easily defeated by the Onmyoji of the Flower Garden.
"The culprit has been apprehended. As for what to do with the other monsters, let's see what Aoba thinks."
below.
Bang, with his silver hair, clicked his tongue and gestured for the wandering monsters to be bound together in one place first. After investigating them one by one, Aoba would make the decision.
Around the park.
The monsters huddled in the corners and ruins were still staring blankly at the ice platform, unable to recover from the shocking scene for a long time.
However, the monsters originally led by the viper, who were gathered in the very center, suddenly seemed to have been injected with chicken blood and excitedly raised their arms and roared first.
"—Awoooooo!!!"
"Good job!"
"Lord Viper died such an unjust death!"
A bald, burly man wearing glasses, his forked tongue lolling out, grinned menacingly as he looked up at the ice platform with eyes full of reverence.
"Even that guy can't beat you! Hey! Commander-in-Chief of the Hundred Demons Group, take us in! We'll follow you from now on!"