"coming……"

Hearing the detective's warning, Yuma Yumori quickly took off the demon bow on his back and ran towards the main hall of the shrine.

The monk Hongfa, on the other hand, still sat motionless in the center of the square and began to meditate on the Buddhist scriptures.

The shadow warrior in black armor strode towards the torii.

An invisible barrier appeared in the torii, and the white divine power was constantly rubbing against the black resentment, making him unable to take this step.

"Your life is yours, and Shaoyan's name is named. Today, I am just here to get back what belongs to me. Do you also want to help the rotten royal family to fight against me?"

On the rooftop of the apartment in front of Tibet, Ping Jiangmen shouted angrily.

Daikuni's main **** and Shaohikona are the other two pillars that have been enshrined at Kanda Ming Shrine since 730.

In 1600, the Tokugawa East Army won the victory of the Sekihara War on the day of the Kanda Festival at Kanda Shrine and achieved world hegemony. Since then, Kanda Shrine has been revered by the Edo shogunate and the common people of Edo as "the total guardian of Edo".

Maybe he was moved by the words of Heisei-mon, or maybe he had been enshrined by the Edo shogunate for a long time and didn't like the royal family.

The shadow warrior dressed in black armor stepped over the torii in a dignified manner and headed towards the gate tower.

Intensive gunfire then sounded above the gatehouse.

The spiritual bullet collided with a burst of fire on the armor, but did not slow down the target's speed.

Just as the black armored warriors stepped into the square, the Buddhist scriptures recited in the mouth of Hongfa in the center of the field became louder and louder.

The golden Buddha light, with him as the center, spreads out towards the surroundings along with the sound of chanting.

Collision with layers of golden Buddha light, shadow warriors are like drowning people caught in the waves and unable to move, their movements become slow, and the grievances on their bodies are also being lost at an imperceptible speed.

Taking this opportunity, several surrounding agents immediately took out pistols, spiritual grenades and other weapons, and concentrated their firepower on him from a distance.

On the square of Kanda Ming Shrine, the smoke of gunpowder was spreading and the bullet rain roared.

"Hmph, even the bald man of Buddhism is going to hinder me..."

The general on the roof hummed softly at the door, and the resentment that was burning like flames on his body suddenly became smaller.

At the same time, the grievances of the shadow warriors in Kanda Ming Shrine rose to the sky like fuel on fire.

The originally slow-moving black armored samurai suddenly accelerated his movements, and he was about to slash at the preacher in the center of the square with his sword.

"Boom".

"Uuuuuu..."

The invisible arrow, dragging a weeping sound, shot the black armored warrior's eyebrows with a tornado-like arrogance.

It was the little bird Yumayumi who was standing outside the main hall door who shot.

Perhaps feeling threatened, or perhaps because of the shadow of Ping Jiangmen's death under the arrow, the shadow warrior immediately stopped and drew his sword, and the black sword was precisely slashed on the invisible arrow.

Without waiting for the result of this arrow, after the first arrow was fired, Xiaoniao Yuzhengong continued to draw arrows without rushing, just like practicing archery on weekdays.

"Boom".

"Uuuuuu..."

The invisible arrows shot arrow after arrow, dragging the tail sound like weeping and weeping, and continuously attacked the black armored warrior.

The black armored warrior also slashed the weeping arrow without fear.

In the square, the sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures and arrows leaving the string continued to sound.

"This is the Abe Temple, which has temporarily frozen the generals and shadow warriors... The second joint group, except for me, no one has survived..."

During the communication, Abe Temple's low and weak voice sounded, which made everyone's mood first lifted, then lowered again.

At this moment, behind him, the shadow warrior has been frozen in a huge block of ice.

In the gushing spiritual power, the sun and moon double knives danced around him like living creatures, as if the sword fairy was reincarnated.

But even so, the life that has been lost cannot be saved.

"Here are the first and fourth groups. They are fighting with two shadow warriors on the second bridge... At present, four shadow warriors have been confirmed, and it is temporarily impossible to tell which one is the real body. If it is true as recorded in the annals of history, it can be additionally transformed. Of the six shadow warriors, there are still three shadow warriors who have yet to show up, please be careful in each group."

Mochizuki Ayano's voice rang in the communication.

On the second bridge, Yamada Kengo and [Cocoon] were still under the cover of everyone, fighting close to each other with the two shadow warriors, and the fight was inseparable.

"Hmph, do the spirit slayers under the pseudo-queen's generation have this strength left?"

The real body of Ping Jiangmen on the rooftop of the apartment hummed disdainfully.

On the square of Kanda Ming Shrine, Kobo and Kotori Yumayumi temporarily held the shadow warriors in the square by chanting Buddhist scriptures and Yaogong's cry, as well as the detectives' gathering fire.

Just as the battle was stalemate, another figure in black armor quietly climbed the eaves of the blue city tower.

A detective who was shooting with a gun on the second floor of the city tower suddenly felt a chill in his neck.

"Jamaic..."

His eyes began to swirl and rise rapidly into the air.

The last thing I saw was a familiar, headless body gushing blood.

"Be careful, there is a second shadow warrior at Kanda Ming Shrine!"

When Xiaoniao Yuzhengong reacted and shot an arrow at the gatehouse, the shadow warrior had already stepped on the roof of the building next to it, and circled the Buddha light on the edge of the square, attacking the main hall where she was.

And the shadow warrior in the center of the square, taking advantage of Xiaoniaoyou's offensive, has rushed to Hongfa and swung a knife towards his neck.

Facing the beheaded Taidao, Hongfa still closed his eyes and recited the scriptures, as if he had never heard of it.

"Om".

A golden bell made of Buddha light and covered with runes appeared all over Hongfa.

The golden rune bell covered his whole body, and the black sword collided with bursts of fire, making a mighty bell.

"Be careful...his goal is the main hall!"

Tori Yumako fired two arrows one after another at the shadow warrior on the roof.

However, the opponent let the arrows of spiritual power pass through his body, and his resentment erupted. Like a rugby player crossing the line, he jumped straight to the main hall of Kanda Ming Shrine without hesitation.

The moment the Shadow Warrior stepped onto the eaves of the main hall~lightnovelpub.net~ a huge and pure white energy surged out of the main hall, and merged into his body like a tired bird returning to the forest.

The black resentment and the white energy entwined and collided with each other, and gradually merged into a gray-white arrogance.

At the same time, as if echoing each other from a distance, the deity and shadow warriors of Heishamon and shadow warriors located next to the Zangqian Apartment, Erju Bridge, Kanda Ming Shrine, and Tokyo Station, their bodies rose up into the sky, as if ghosts and gods had descended into the world.

"It's not good, the power of resentment and faith merge... This is the power of ghosts and gods!"

On the second bridge, Ichiro Tokimoto murmured as he looked at the burning gray-white aura in the pupils of the two shadow warriors.

"I have reshaped the body of ghosts and gods, and this world will definitely return to my hands... Tonight, I will first take the flags of those of you who serve the false emperor."

The shadow warriors, who were originally silent, said in unison with the flat general gate on the rooftop of the apartment.

After saying these words, the deity of the flat door of the Tibetan-fronted apartment turned into a burning gray-white arrogance, rushing towards somewhere in the night sky.