Chapter 371

"Eh? Suddenly, so... so sleepy..."

Maybe the girl's body is too soft and sweet, or the ingredients in the "Oolong Tea" bottle of Mai Hanyu are too thick, or maybe it's because of the massive amount of resentment I've never seen in my life...

When Araki Sosuke fell to the ground, his brain was attacked by a lot of alcohol, his eyelids began to shake, and he looked like he was about to fall asleep at any time.

"Well, this is not the time to sleep. If you don't get up, your apartment and those private collections will be..."

Hearing Yuma Yumiya's shy whisper with a fragrance in his ear, Sousuke Araki's eyes instantly opened as huge as copper bells.

"Yes, yes, I...Hiccupererererer...my apartment, and those years of collection..."

After abruptly turning over and hiccups for a long time, Sousuke Araki, who was still drunk, entered a somewhat more excited state under the effect of the dopamine drug.

At the same time, the full moon in the sky opened his eyes.

"What's this……"

"Ugh...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Abe Temple and Yamada Kengo, who were already seriously injured, looked up at the full moon with golden pupils in the air, and instantly felt suppressed by an unknown fear, and their whole bodies were weak and prostrate...

Yamada Kengo is even more like being inspired by wildness, screaming up to the sky and letting out low-pitched howls of unknown meaning.

The bird Yuzhengong on the side was also attracted by the strange moon pupil in the night sky, and he couldn't move.

Although they were not under the apartment in front of Tibet, they were only affected by the corner of the eye, and they were not the enemies of this Yuetong.

"What's the matter, didn't you get hurt just now?"

Then, a scorching big hand gently supported the Miko's arm and pulled her up.

"No...it's fine, thanks to Mr. Araki..."

Pulled by Sousuke Araki's big hand, the pressure from that terrifying sight immediately disappeared from Yuma Yumori's body.

"You two guys look really embarrassed. Does the injury matter?"

After Sousuke Araki carelessly lifted Yuma Yumako, he pushed the "Sengoku Samurai" to the two people who were covered in dust and kneeling on the ground.

"This guy... how can there be no response..."

Abe Temple, who was struggling to support the ground with a long knife and trembling madly, looked at Sousuke Araki, who was bathed in the strange moon, smelled of alcohol, and had no abnormality, and his eyes showed a look of unwillingness.

Is this the difference between me and him?

Before he could think about it, Sousuke Araki clapped his hands on the shoulders of the two and helped them to the flat road: "Thank you, Abe Temple, Kengo... Hiccup... If it wasn't for your help... Hiccup ...I'm afraid Yuu-shi and I can only be buried under the ruins, comforting each other, and living on each other's liquids."

"Mr. Araki!! Please don't make up such a strange scene..."

Pulled by his big philosophical hand, the two of Abeji only felt the smell of alcohol hit them, and then they escaped from the fearful sight.

At the same time, in the direction of Zangqian's apartment, a huge wave of spiritual power erupted.

The extremely strong resentment that shrouded the apartment's surroundings disappeared with the spread of the chrysanthemum pattern spiritual power.

The black fog dissipated, and the pale and dilapidated exterior wall of the Tibetan-front apartment below the gate of **** gradually became clear in the eyes of several people.

"Such powerful spiritual power fluctuations must be rushed to support immediately..."

"Teacher Shiben is there too, will it be alright?"

The pressure from the strange moon above their heads was relieved, and Abeji and Yamada Kengo tried to get up, but they were too strong to move forward.

Although they don't know what happened, their intuition tells them that the battle situation below the gate of **** is developing in an uncontrollable direction.

"Teacher Araki, please rush over as soon as possible, the situation over there may have been..."

"Boom boom boom..."

"That's what I mean, it's just a tornado. I saw it a lot when I was in Yokohama, how could it stop me..."

After straightening the Sengoku samurai, Sousuke Araki stepped into the car, turned the engine with both hands, and looked back at the priestess behind him.

"Little Bird You, hurry up and get in the car, we're going."

Turning around and picking up the giant bow that fell to the ground, Yuumako Tori stood there and shook his head lightly at him.

"Even if I follow behind Araki-sensei, I can't help much now..."

Along the way, she didn't even have a chance to make a move, and those terrifying ghosts were wiped out by Mr. Araki.

Even when encountering that strange tornado, Mr. Araki had to cover himself with his body.

Although he was unwilling, he had to admit that with his current strength, following behind him, he could only continue to be a burden.

"...Please, Araki-sensei, please abide by the agreement with Deputy Head Takeshi Iwata, and be sure to bring Ayano-chan back!"

She put her hands together in front of her, bowed slightly tenderly, and looked at the cloudy night sky with a firm gaze: "I will be here to guard your back."

"Hey, that's right, just stay here and take care of the two of them. Don't worry, I will definitely beat up those cults and bring back the elementary school student (and my collection) who was illegally demolished... hiccup... "

Araki Sosuke waved his hand without turning his head, and drove towards the Zangqian apartment not far away amid the roar of "Sengoku Samurai".

"There are also those 'Galactic Alliance Churches' who dare to put poison gas in other people's apartments. I will let them know what a real villain is!"

"This guy...isn't there any problem..."

"What are you talking about, Araki-senpai is very strong!"

After Araki Sosuke left, Yamada Kengo and Abeji sat weakly on the broken wall beside them, enjoying the pain that was flowing from all over the body at this moment.

"Wait!!! What is that?!"

Suddenly, the two of them looked in horror in the direction where Sosuke Araki left.

Not far ahead, four bundles of overwhelming tornadoes slowly emerged from the edge of resentment, like an impenetrable high wall, converging on the only way to the Tibetan apartment.

In the tornado, in addition to the building debris and grievances, a large number of ghosts were still vaguely hidden inside.

Converging all the way from the edge, 3/4 of the entire Taito District has been razed to the ground by these four tornadoes.

The full moon that turned into golden eyes, the huge gate of hell, the resentment that covered the sky, the black tornado that destroyed everything...

Facing the apocalyptic scene in the distance, Tori Yumayumi was not distracted at all.

She lowered her calm and indifferent eyes, held her breath, stepped on her feet, and slowly raised the huge demon bow in her hand above her head.

The spiritual power in her hands gathered, and the thin strings of the demon bow were stretched bit by bit at her fingertips.

A bunch of invisible "arrows" began to gather at her fingertips, and became more and more turbulent with the injection of spiritual power.

The reason why she chose to stay~lightnovelpub.net~ is because she noticed it before...

Here, there is something only she can do.

"...I said, I will protect, Mr. Araki's back!"

Although I really want to stay by your side and learn those profound knowledge of removing spirits...

But let me be willful this time.

Only this time, I don't want to hide behind you and be your burden.

His hands were full of strings, but Yuzhengyu's eyes patiently focused on a small black spot in the night sky, under the moonlight.

The eight withered jade hooks on the chest light up one by one, and inspiration and vision seem to extend infinitely...

She could see "see" more and more clearly that it was a black-robed man wearing a tengu mask with wings on his back and stirring the wind and clouds.

(End of this chapter)