Bliss Club, National Essence Club, Teak Saya...

Everything, like pieces of a broken jigsaw puzzle, pieced together in Sosuke Araki's mind.

Without looking closely, he directly confirmed the identity of the person in front of him.

"Kazuo Tianto... It turns out that you are behind all of this!!!"

He reached out and lifted Kazuo Tianto directly.

"Who are you... We can talk if you want money..."

He was mentioned without resistance by the man in stockings with strange force in front of him, and Kazuo Tiandou instinctively had a fear in his heart.

Like, the mouse meets the cat.

"Hey, did you forget so soon..."

At this moment, "turning the corner to meet love", thinking of the kidnapping of Hanyu Mai, the passing of Reiko, and the unknown life and death of Xingping, all because of this person in front of him, Sosuke Araki naturally became angry.

"I promised Mount Fuji that no matter who you are, I will kill you!!!"

Furious from the heart, the unknown black rune tattooed all over Araki Sousuke's arm passed from top to bottom with a dull red fire like lava.

The tyrannical and scorching fist wind whistled, as if to **** the surrounding air away, and slammed into Tiandou Kazuo's abdomen continuously and ruthlessly.

"vomit……"

The strange man in stockings covered his head in front of him, slammed with two fists in a rage, Kazuo Tianto suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, only to feel that the world was spinning, his eyes turned white.

It seems that a raging flame rushed into his body with the opponent's fist, flowing in his heart...

"Crack."

With the sound of something shattering, he could no longer sense that proud divine power.

"I'm sorry, although Kazuo is indeed indebted..."

Araki Sosuke's third punch has not yet had time to blast out, and a figure has stopped in front of him.

"But if you punch him again, he may really die..."

Naturally, Matsumoto Ginji, who was behind Kazuo Tianto, shot.

Facing the unarmed man with stockings on his head, Matsumoto Ginji didn't have the space to use his sword as he passed by, so he could only dexterously pull the short sword out of the sheath, and the handle hit the opponent's wrist like lightning.

In his opinion, this blow is enough to deflect the opponent's punch at Kazuo Ato.

"Go away!!!"

Unfortunately, he met Sosuke Araki.

The dark red flame on his arm flashed again, and the violent fist wind directly knocked the hilt back into the sheath...

The fist the size of the sandbag stubbornly smashed into Kazuo Ado's chin, causing the opponent to scream and fall from the second-floor platform.

Falling to the ground, Kazuo Ado didn't care about the physical pain at all, and instead crawled on the ground in a daze and bewildered.

"No...impossible...my divine power..."

He couldn't believe for a while that the "supernatural power" he had accumulated over the years was actually shattered by a few punches.

"Ugh..."

The pain that burned like fire and felt like needles kept hitting his heart.

And the dark red flames running in his heart, like sparks encountering oil, burned more and more vigorously, bringing mental pain like maggots on the tarsus.

"Hey...don't...don't come here..."

Bloodthirsty and hungry faces kept appearing before his eyes, as if they were looking for his life.

These are all the people who died of the power of his hungry **** and turned into a hungry ghost over the years.

...

"This voice... is Araki BOY..."

Inside the platform, Siena, covered in blood and crumbling in the deadly "cyclone", heard this somewhat familiar voice, and his eyes moved slightly.

"Hey... it seems that someone is making trouble, then... stop playing..."

In the whirlwind, the hoarse voice of "Number Four" suddenly stopped erratic.

A man wrapped in a black robe, wearing a mask, and holding a sickle suddenly appeared in front of Siena.

"I……"

The most striking thing is that this person's hand is on the side of his face, and he slowly removes the pure white mask on his face.

"……is it beautiful?"

Behind the mask is a thin middle-aged man with pale complexion, featureless features, and no "beautiful" at all.

Hearing the other party's abrupt question, even Siena, who was tortured by Kazuo Tianto's words and deeds, still did not change his face, such as being struck by lightning, his face showed a look of horror that had not appeared in many years.

On the surface of his skin, the original indomitable body-protecting holy light could not be maintained, and it turned into golden stars scattered all over the place.

Because, an overwhelming sense of fear instantly dominated his mind, making it impossible for him to maintain the state of the "holy coffin".

"This is... resentment..."

Ordinary spells cannot cause such effects when they cannot break through or exhaust his body-protecting holy light.

Only grievances can.

The grievances generated by the fusion of soul obsessions and grievance essences contain not only grievances and obsessions, but also a small part of "rule fragments" from the soul.

This is also the reason why "Flower of Evil" will spare no effort to collect grudges all over the world.

Before Siena's words were finished, a figure passed him with a whirlwind...

There was no pain at all, and a huge crack erupted in his throat.

The blood mist that spewed out blocked the words behind him.

Pain is a manifestation of the human body's self-protection.

The terrifying thing about Kama Itachi is that the human body loses this most important protection mechanism and turns into a dead soul without knowing it under the sharp blade.

As the blood spurted, he weakly knelt down to the ground clutching his neck, but his eyes still stared blankly at the white mask in the other's hand.

"Hey... After wearing it for so long, did it cause so much damage..."

Under the mask, a middle-aged man called "No. 4" by Kazuo Tianto slowly opened a two-centimeter-long **** crack on both sides of his mouth.

"However, this is more proof that this is a grudge destined to suit me..."

"Number Four" gently wiped the sickle in his hand on the corner of his mouth, and the excruciating pain disappeared immediately.

This grudge can perfectly make up for the deficiency of his divine power~lightnovelpub.net~ Its obvious side effects can also be temporarily suppressed by his divine power. It can be said that it complements each other and is a natural pair.

No wonder the president took great pains to get this thing for himself.

Glancing at the black-robed priest who fell to the ground with no breath, "Number Four" put the white mask in his pocket and turned into a whirlwind and rushed towards the stairs.

But this time, the whirlwind was no longer formless, but could vaguely see an afterimage in it.

Behind him, Siena fell to the ground spurting blood, and a cross hanging on his chest suddenly rose into the air.

If you look closely, the silver cross is actually a key.

Suddenly, the key shattered directly, turning into silver light and wrapping Siena's body.

Immediately afterwards, the wound on Siena's neck began to heal at a high speed, and the gray and godless eyes rekindled a flame.

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