"Since there are resentful spirits haunting it, I'll go with a few of you too, it should be able to help a little bit."

"I also count the old man. Whether it is against the evil spirits or the madmen, the old man has the strength to fight."

Infected by Sosuke Araki's words, the Yamaguchi priest of Hachimangu Shrine in Hegang, and the ascetic monk Acarya who sold "Evil Spirit Retreat Sanshui", also took the initiative to ask Ichigo.

The two of them, together with Sosuke Araki, can be regarded as the only three "young adults" in the field.

"However, our original mission was to protect the candidates, not to take you to danger..."

Looking at the three people in front of him, Ichigo struggled for a while, and nodded his head moved.

"Forget it, since that's the case, then divide it into two groups and search separately."

The situation is urgent. Facing the cults and resentful spirits hidden in the ruins of the execution ground, they really need the help of spirit removers.

Even if there are only a few "quasi spirit removers" in front of them.

...

Inside the Suzusen Execution Ground Ruins, nun Nya held a broken sword and ran swiftly through the forest.

At this moment, her fluffy red hair was sticking to her scalp wetly with sweat.

The nun clothes on her body were also soaked with sweat, and they drew a beautiful arc close to the body. In several damaged places, the skin that looked like snow could be vaguely seen.

Even the gasping breath in her mouth had a **** smell.

Even so, she didn't mean to stop and rest at all.

Because, several twisted black figures were chasing not far behind her silently and quickly.

"These insatiable, demanding guys..."

"hiss……"

As the distance gets closer, you can see the figures clearly, it is a man with a naked and ugly body, running "happily" in a twisted posture against human beings.

Their shoulders were upward, as if they were wearing hoods, and they were covered with a mass of "meat" full of tentacles.

Shortly after she and Hiroshi Changda broke through, they were caught up by the unheard of "men" possessed by fleshy chunks that seemed to be evolving all the time.

After possessing these men who appeared out of nowhere and had no strands, the ghost gained a more stable form, stronger speed and damage adaptability than before.

In the chaos, with nowhere to go, the two could only choose to run away separately.

Looking back at the figures that were getting closer and closer, Niya raised her foot and stepped on a big tree beside her, and turned around and slashed out with a sword.

The sword energy like the setting sun spread out from the broken sword, directly hitting the "meat" on the head of one of the figures.

The man's movements stagnated for a moment, and on the surface of the twisted fleshy mass of his head, a gap left by the sword qi was being repaired under the rapid squirming.

"Tsk, are you used to this level of Twilight Sword Qi?"

With an unpleasant snort, Niya took the opportunity to turn around and leave.

At the same time, the broken sword in her hand suddenly shrunk as if it was dull after the passion, showing the original appearance of the plastic utility knife.

"Oops... I've entered the 'Sage Mode'..."

Losing the protective power of "Grum", and accidentally looking at the countless green eyes on the tentacles of those ghosts, Niya instantly felt the world spinning, and her ears were filled with obscure, but alluring, maddening voices.

This seems to be an unkillable ghost. The most unavoidable thing is the erosion of consciousness that can be caused by sight.

"Not good... ugh!!"

Her originally vigorous footsteps also staggered.

Scenes of broken images began to flood into Niya's mind.

At the center of the execution ground site, the surface of the offering tower, which is divided into two, has been covered by layers of green flesh.

With the squirming and splitting of the flesh on the surface of the tower, countless tentacles, mouthparts, and organs kept surging on the tower, disappearing and appearing, slowly covering the surrounding ground.

The dense green pupils around the giant tower of flesh and blood glanced around, constantly conveying a message: "Flesh... fresh flesh..."

From time to time, naked men with their heads wrapped in chunks of flesh came from the periphery of the execution grounds and threw rats, hares, insects, birds, and even several naked men like themselves directly into the giant squirming chunks of flesh on the tower. superior.

Those creatures that were thrown into the flesh were like falling into a swamp. In the blink of an eye, they were submerged and squeezed by the split mouthparts and barbed tentacles, and splashed with waves of blood and minced meat... …

"The devil...this is the devil..."

These intractable things in front of him are just the vassals of the huge meat tower splitting out and searching for "flesh sacrifices"!

"Is it necessary to use this thing before getting the 'exorcism exemption' and officially launching the investigation?"

Looking at the high-speed approaching her, she could already see the ferocious, fine-toothed monster in the cracked mouthparts. She looked unwillingly and put her hand into the deepest part of the skirt...

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The dense and crisp gunshots sounded under the night.

At almost the same time, the three spiritual bullets each accurately hit the largest green eyeball among the blood clots on the heads of the three men.

As the eyeball shattered and splattered thick green pus, the tentacles on the flesh churned painfully, and the man's movements stagnated.

"A group of exhibitionists, deformed species, come to me if they have the ability..."

Before the second, Ryoma's provocative snap of tongue sounded in the shadow of the bushes.

The three "men" turned around slowly, and with the dense vertical pupils that constantly flowed under the transparent mucous membrane, they fiercely looked at the "culprit" who shot them.

"Hey... what is this... my head hurts..."

Looking at the dense, weird green vertical pupils in the air, Long Ma suddenly had a splitting headache before the second day~lightnovelpub.net~ can no longer hold the firearm in his hand, and fell to the ground softly with his hands on his head.

"Anyone from the Metropolitan Police Department? Hurry up and find a professional spirit remover. This thing is not something you can deal with..."

Finding that the three ghosts turned their heads and rushed towards the detectives in the distance, Niya struggled to come forward to intercept them, but instead stumbled and fell to the ground.

Seeing that the three men with heads like mutant octopuses, twisted their limbs at high speed in an anti-human posture, Ryoma held his head in both hands before the second, endured the small screams around his ears, and roared loudly: "Sousuke, you son of a bitch. Where's the bastard, come on!!!"

"Come on here... I just had a urgency to urinate, so I went to solve it..."

A vigorous black shadow jumped out from behind the dragon horse before the second, and directly met the three "men".

It was Sousuke Araki, who was still in mid-air, pulling the chains of his trousers with both hands.

Since he cooperated tacitly with Ryoma before Er, the partners formed a group to search nearby.

And Ichigo took the other two candidates to the other direction.