"Does the last candle of Hundred Stories have to be blown out by the 'game participants'?"

Tokimoto Ichiro quickly formed a seal with his hands on his chest, and the wooden sword with the handle was like a flock of birds cruising from the sky at high speed, bringing thunderous bursts, and beheading the ghosts that gushed out of the gap like mowing grass.

"As expected of the legendary Qingxing Deng, he even counted himself..."

However, the number of ghosts behind the gap was too large, like the endless stream of weeds blown by the spring breeze.

"At this speed, in no more than five minutes, there will be no more barriers between the whole of Tokyo and the Land of Demons."

Looking at the crazily spreading cracks in space and the strange shadowy figures behind him, Ichiro Tokimoto frowned.

Once these two spaces are completely integrated, Tokyo in the Tai Chi Yin-Yang Array may be forever integrated with the scorched land of the Demon's Land, and there is no possibility of reversal.

"Hahahaha... The green lights have been extinguished, and no one can reverse Hundred Story!"

Seeing this scene, Kotomine Jiro pulled out the wooden sword that had been blasted by the Thunder Gang from his body with a face full of pain, and let out a malicious laugh: "...I didn't expect it, the one who had the last laugh was me!"

"Hey, when your head is beheaded, how can you still laugh?"

I don't know when, Higashino Yukihira quietly came behind Kotomine Jiro, spread out his death-like wings, and "hug" towards him...

"Hmph, the lingering boy, he's dying, he doesn't know it yet..."

Faced with this "raid in the back", Kotomine Jiro just looked up at the sky and smiled coldly.

"not enough!"

At the same time, a violent roar came from the widest dark crack above.

"Uh ah ah ah!"

Whether it was Tokimoto Ichiro, who was slaying demons and demons, or Higashino Yukihira, who spread his wings into the air, they all froze, covering their heads and wailing.

The meaning of death contained in this roar made their souls seem to be torn apart, and they may be torn out of their bodies at any time.

"You... funny!"

A huge black arm rudely poked out from the crack, and with **** comparable to a heavy truck, pinched Higashino Yukihira's arm.

"This...this is..."

The dark and dull flames then rotted Yukio Higashino's body, making him seem to have fallen into the scorching, dark and endless eight-hot hell.

"It's you... it's you who sucked our blood..."

"We could have survived... you murderer..."

In a trance, he returned to the crowded Nanbenmu Wharf warehouse and was surrounded by men who were in a tragic state of death.

"Brother Yukihira...why left me...it's all you...cause I didn't eat ramen..."

"Kingping-ge...why didn't you tell them the password of the broken box...we died so miserably..."

"Brother Xingping...because you are doing your own thing and reporting your own grievance...we were torn in half by that giant..."

In the next second, those men turned into flying mad sand, sketching out sad faces that were very familiar to him.

"Moser... Faisal... everyone... no, I didn't..."

"Luckily."

Behind him, a soft low-pitched voice was like a heavy hammer, smashing Higashino Yukihira's last heart defense.

"Lizi?"

"Xiaoping, what should I do... my body is becoming more and more unruly..."

Reiko, who was pale and stood still, her slender body rotting rapidly, collapsed like a building block in front of his eyes.

"It's all your fault... Higashino Yukihira..."

"We are the sin karma that you must bear for eternity!"

Countless angry roars, malicious whispers, and mournful weeping spun and circled around Higashino Yukihira's ears.

"No...don't...I didn't forget...I didn't want to..."

Just when his soul was about to be burned away by the guilt in his heart, a thunderbolt cut through the darkness in front of him.

When he came back to his senses, Higashino Yukihira found himself back at a height of several hundred meters, but Kotomine Jiro in front of him had disappeared.

"Tono-kun, be careful!"

The two giant black fingers that originally held him were severed by Tokimoto Ichiro, who was holding a wooden sword and his whole body was full of golden light.

"'Tianmo Xiongming' is the ancestor of the evil spirits, the demons born with the heaven and the earth..."

When a black flame rushed forward along the blade, Tokimoto Ichiro had foresighted and abandoned the wooden sword in his hand: "His body is the gathering of Takatenhara's bad qi and the evil karma of the world, which can ignite the bitter retribution deep in the soul. Evil fruit, don't touch it lightly!"

It is said that Tianmo Xiongming was born from the bad qi of Gao Tianyuan, the evil thoughts of the gods and the evil deeds of all beings, and the ghosts and gods who absorbed the beliefs and grievances must be more primitive and chaotic existences.

"Hey, what a terrifying guy, he almost said!"

Enduring the feeling of weakness in his soul, Higashino Yukihira flapped his bone wings, and at the same time distanced himself from the terrifying black arm, he smashed the densely burrowing ghosts from the cracks along the way.

"It's not enough...it needs to be bigger..."

In a matter of seconds, the **** that Tian Mo Xiong's life had cut off were joined as before.

The black arm that broke out of the world was waving back and forth to clamp the two again, but it was unable to do so due to the limited length.

Under the back and forth squeezing and friction of His black arm, the space passages all over Tokyo have become wider and wider...

"Be careful, he is expanding the space barrier!"

At first, there were "lightweight" ghosts such as kappa and civet cats mixed in, and barely half of their heads were squeezed out of the cracks.

"This guy's little brother is too much!"

Ignoring Kotomine Jiro, whose whereabouts are unknown, Higashino Kohei transformed himself into a white-haired giant ape, holding two blades that swept back and forth from the air like a streamer.

The rain of swords and lights set off a storm of blood and rain, and cut off countless heads, but there was no sign of the "ghost frenzy" behind the crack stopping.

"Come on, just rely on the two of you, can you hold the entire Tokyo?!"

In the gust of wind, Kotomine Jiro, who had disappeared without a trace, chuckled.

"He's right~lightnovelpub.net~ Let these ghosts continue to attack, and the Tai Chi Yin-Yang Formation may be destroyed at any time."

Tokimoto Ichiro urged Jian Yu to kill the ghosts that were leaking out of the cracks and who had yet to see the situation clearly, but his eyes fell to his feet: "At that time, it is not only the whole of Tokyo that is at stake."

Countless figures of ghosts and ghosts are escaping from the gaps in the space and disappearing into the pitch-black city.

At the same time, a golden beam lit up from the rooftop of the Seibu Department Store below, soaring into the sky.

"Guangzhi, is it finally done?"

Seeing this light, Ichiro Tokimoto, who was fighting fiercely in the group of ghosts, flashed a surprise in his eyes.

"Tuyumen Shinto built this 'Tai Chi Yin-Yang Array' back then. Using the principle of yin and yang, it can absorb all the grievances of Tokyo to stabilize the array and suppress evil spirits.

"But when it comes to the word 'yin and yang', only the Taoism of the Dragon Country is the authentic one!"

He raised his imperial talisman and pointed to the "Yin of Yang" that runs through the heavens and the earth in the direction of Shinjuku.