Chapter 997 Meet the Buddha

"Spatial disorder, energy failure... Then, what happened above?"

Glancing at the pitch-black night sky that was raging like a dragon, Niya's gaze fell back to the communicator with a pitch-black screen beside her feet: "Even if the communication is interrupted, there is this thick, long and hot 'road sign' here, that guy No matter how idiot you are, you should be able to find him..."

"The question is just whether we can make it to that point."

At this moment, the holy light emanating from her body seems to have some connection with the red flame on the "Saint's Burning Rack" behind her, and it is getting weaker and weaker in the gust of wind.

"Clatter."

A torn piece of cloth came with the wind and was picked up by one of the tengus.

"This is Lao Piao's clothes...Is he injured?"

"Impossible, 'Mirror Flowers and Water Moon' is known as a seamless technique."

Looking at the black blood stains on the cloth, the big tengus who were holding the winning ticket frowned slightly, and looked up at the sky above the Seibu Department Store.

"The wind from over there is mixed with the smell of blood and unseen power fluctuations..."

"Qing Xingdeng and Mr. Yanfeng are fighting people."

A faint uneasiness began to spread in their hearts.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

At the same time, the ear-piercing roar of locomotives woke up the dark and quiet city from far to near.

"This voice is that kid with the black Buddha body..."

"We can't wait any longer, let's get rid of these two first!"

As if awakened by the exhaust sound like an alarm clock, the gusty wind flowing in the field converged into a gray giant blade tens of meters long, and slashed towards the flaming cross...

"Under the violent wind, is there any fire that cannot be extinguished?"

"Boom."

The "Saint's Burning Rack", which was already exhausted, collapsed instantly after being slashed by the giant blade, and a scorched cross pendant fell out of mid-air.

"puff!!"

Niya, who was connected with the cross, spewed blood from his mouth, and fell limply to the ground.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Amidst the sharper exhaust sound waves, a black figure appeared at the intersection not far away.

"So fast, did you find it?"

"Just in time, in time to die for your companion!"

The transparent headlights illuminated the entire Ikebukuro Park Plaza and the seven figures standing in the air.

"Being able to die under the cooperation of the seven big tengus, the two of you can die without regret!"

It also illuminated Niya, who was praying with her eyes closed, and Erqian Ryoma, who was lying softly in a pool of blood, under the unabated giant blade.

"No, there is... no one in the car?"

Glancing sideways at the speeding locomotive, one of the tengu's cruel smiles froze at the corner of his mouth.

There was no one on the driver's seat of the wildly shaped black heavy machine, only a distorted and broken space in the black flames.

"Niya, Ryoma, are you alright?!"

At some point, a man in a black tights had crossed the encirclement without warning, and stood in front of Niya and Erqian Ryoma.

The giant wind blade that was supposed to chop the two of them into a pulp was being held upside down by him with one hand at this moment, blowing a gentle night wind in his palm.

"You... Turtle-faced knight... If you wait a little later, something will really happen..."

Niya, who was lying on Ryoma's body in front of No. 2, laughed and cursed weakly.

"It's a ghost...Ghost Knight, don't sound like some weird character!"

It was the Ghost Rider, AKA Araki Sousuke, who came all the way from under the subway and activated the magic foot at the last moment.

"under!"

"Boy, when..."

"It's useless to talk, do it!"

The inexplicable sense of crisis caused the hearts of the seven big tengus to shrink, and they turned into afterimages that were hard to distinguish with the naked eye, and circled at high speed around the three of them.

Seven tornadoes soared into the sky, sucking in everything from floor tiles, street lights, concrete, benches, trees, vehicles, etc. around Ikebukuro Park like a whale sucking water.

A mudslide-like tornado surrounded and formed an inescapable cage, compressing towards the three people inside.

"Thank you for your hard work. Next, leave it to me."

Six majestic and strong black arms protruded from Araki Sousuke's back like spider feet, defeating the oncoming tornado without a trace.

"Sure enough, the spell has limited effect on him. Unfortunately, we have expected it..."

Facing this weird scene, the seven tengus showed no surprise in their eyes, but showed a cruel look: "Turn into a meat paste!"

Because, all kinds of things wrapped in the tornado are dissipating with the strong wind, falling like rain in chaos, covering the figures of the three people.

"call."

Amidst the whistling sound of piercing the air, a gust of wind stirred up dust, rising from where the three of them were.

"This is…"

The wreckage of buildings, vehicles, and mud rocks ping-pong, splashing out in all directions, gradually piling up like mountains.

Thirty seconds later, surrounded by "small hills" made of dust and countless wreckages, an open space with a radius of ten meters was exposed.

Araki Sousuke, who is completely black, is in the middle, with a telephone pole in his left hand and a street lamp in his right hand, dancing airtightly.

The things that fell in the seven tornadoes were all hit by the two "weapons" that he casually picked up in midair, like hitting baseballs, without even a speck of dust falling on the place where the three of them stood.

Secret Skill: Zongsuke can't die with bare hands.

"Look, the Sanskrit on the arm of this Dharma Body is the Ksitigarbha Sutra?"

"Not only that, but also the Sutra of Obsessing Good and Evil Karma..."

""Mahayana Daji Ksitigarbha Ten Wheel Sutra" is also included!"

The sharp eyes of the big tengus glanced at the ghost-faced knight who looked like the reincarnation of the **** of war below. Once they touched the six black arms on the opponent's back, they could no longer move away.

"This rune is a kind of character... In this world... there are so many kinds of characters stored in one person?!"

"Forgive me for being stupid, I have practiced Buddhism for thousands of years, but I only know a drop in the ocean..."

The "kinds of characters" with surging fire and hidden supernatural powers constitute a series of unpredictable, profound and profound Buddhist scriptures.

"Back then~lightnovelpub.net~, if I had the opportunity to comprehend even one of these characters, I am afraid that I have crossed to the other side of the Buddha Sea!"

The scriptures gathered by such a large number of characters can be called "a library of Buddhist scriptures that record 103,000 Buddhist teachings".

"Amitabha…"

Looking at each other silently, the big tengus seem to have reached a certain consensus.

"Atago Santaro Square."

"Hirayama Jirobo."

"Itsuna Saburo."

"Dashan Boqifang."

"Hikoyama Toyozenbo."

"The ghost workshop in front of the big peak."

"Baifeng Sagami Workshop."

"...greetings to Buddha!"

The seven big tengus who were originally at war, all sat cross-legged in the air, folded their hands together, and saluted solemnly as if they were on a pilgrimage to Buddha: "We are incompetent Yamabushi, but because we have no chance to reach the other side of practice, we are unwilling to live and die, and we have no choice but to transform into a demon." .”

(end of this chapter)