"You cults who keep claiming to be superiors, what else do you do other than threaten people with people's lives?!"

Blocked at the door of the main hall, looking at the innocent people who were hung up in the hall, Sousuke Araki clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling slightly with anger.

"Pfft...hahahaha... Who made the high monk Araki and my truth society become enemies, and repeatedly ruined the important affairs of the president, now everyone in our society wants to be the first to invite back to be a guest!"

Seeming to hear something funny, "Number Seven" covered his stomach and laughed tenderly.

"I am a weak woman, if I can threaten your Excellency with their lives, it is their supreme glory!"

"Visitor? In that case, let go of these people, and I can go with you now."

Araki Sousuke bit his lower lip tightly, his neck and face blushing for some reason.

"Don't be in a hurry, wait for my companions to come over, and naturally I will ask you to come with us."

Seeing his appearance, "No. 7" only felt that the victory was in his hands, and he spoke even more vigorously.

"After all, as a named living sacrifice for the next large-scale 'sacrifice', if you run away halfway, we won't be able to explain it..."

"Nominate a living sacrifice... Hey, so my life is so valuable now?"

Listening to the other party's words, it seems that he recalled some unpleasant memories, and Araki Sousuke laughed angrily: "Didn't I want to chat with you, then let's chat... Kazuo Tianto, cut his kidneys with his gang of Bliss. Yes, it's yours too, right?"

"For the sake of the cooperation of the Araki monks, it is natural to know everything and say everything. For us, an existence like the Elysium is not a 'human' at all, but only one of the many ants who provide sacrifices for us. Just one..."

Before he could finish speaking, No. 7 turned slightly and put his hand on his ear: "...Okay, everything is under control, you hurry up and don't make any extras."

"Are ants..."

Recalling the other party's affirmative answer, Araki Sousuke's eyes flashed with white flames, but he forcibly endured it because of the people hanging in front of him.

Perhaps feeling murderous, "No. 7" immediately looked at Sousuke Araki, who was on the verge of making a move: "Please stay calm and don't act rashly, although there is one more spirit scavenger with you than in the information. , but my playful companions should get them out soon..."

She had just received a communication. Due to the change in the situation, the few people who were squatting decided to follow the "nearest principle" and start with the two companions of Sousuke Araki.

"Abe Temple...Junko Kato..."

Hearing the other party's words, and thinking of the two missing at the gate of the shrine, Sousuke Araki squeezed his buttocks tightly in worry.

...

The white mist so thick that it is impossible to see things has formed a world that seems to be boundless.

"What's the matter, this foggy street, no matter how you run, you can't finish it..."

A figure as vigorous as a leopard, in the mist, leaned over and charged with a very low posture.

"Pfft."

From the white mist, a thing that was as white as snow and long and narrow like a snake quietly swept away from the foot of the figure.

Although the visual distance was less than two meters in this strange thick fog, the man made an emergency stop and a backflip as if he was inductive, changing the direction of his advance.

"not good."

Seeing that it was about to fly into the air, the "white snake" spiraled up at a strange angle, waiting for the man with ease...

"Snapped."

In the face of this strange change, the man wanted to rely on his powerful core strength to move and dodge again in mid-air, but he was caught by the "white snake" that sprang from below, and he was dragged to the ground.

The person who "falled flat" on the ground was a handsome young man in a kimono, with a ponytail and a pair of knives on his waist.

Exemption level [II] Eliminating spirits, Lihua Piaoxue, Abe Temple.

"This is... a white cloth?!"

Abe Temple turned his head to look at his ankle, and found that it was a bundle of seemingly ordinary white cloth that was entangled in his calf, spreading toward his thigh, and had the potential to turn himself into a "mummy".

However, this white cloth that is as agile as a snake, strong and tough, naturally cannot be anything ordinary.

"Zheng."

Abe Temple pulled out the long knife around his waist, brought out a blazing light, and cut off the white cloth beside his feet with precision.

"Pfft... puff... puff... puff..."

The moment he turned over, there were several bursts of air coming from the fog.

In this white fog that could not see anything, Abe Temple moved his ears slightly, and decisively pulled out another short knife around his waist, his hands danced like an afterimage, and he used the light of the knife to protect the whole body.

The white cloth that was constantly attacking from all directions, all turned into residues repeatedly under the rounded light of his dripping knife.

First-class in two days and monthly return.

"This little brother, such a long and fast sword..."

In the white fog, a figure wearing a black robe slowly walked out of the fog.

"Your 'Jinyu' must be very big, right?"

Appearing in front of Abe Temple was a seductive woman wearing a black robe and a mask on her side.

Looking at Abe Temple's handsome face, she licked the corner of her mouth with a smirk, and a pair of winking eyes reflected Abe Temple's handsome face: "Is he good-looking?"

"Whether it be a ghost or a cult, there is only one fate in front of me..."

Under the woman's astonished gaze, Abeji stepped forward with a blank expression, and mercilessly slashed at the beautiful woman in front of her...

"die."

With this familiar outfit and being able to come and go freely in the fog, it is absolutely impossible for the other party to be some kind of "passing ordinary people".

Moreover, the moment he saw the woman's glamorous face, the spiritual power in his body spontaneously protected his body and began to flow at an imperceptible speed.

This is obviously a sign of some kind of curse.

"Be careful... step with your right foot and slash with your left hand."

At the moment when Abe Temple just made a move, another woman's cold voice came from the other direction, breaking through his unfinished movements.

"Who...these cults, more than one?!"

Before he could think about it, the scraps of cloth that had fallen at the feet of Abe Temple suddenly grew longer and wrapped around his wrist, preventing the deadly sword from being completely cut out.

At the same time, another piece of white cloth tied the waist of the woman under the knife and pulled her back...

"what!"

The ruthless sword light rubbed the woman's face and passed by, fluffed up several times of blue silk, and turned her slanted bangs into Qi bangs...

On the other side, Abe-ji responded very quickly, holding Wakizashi's other hand, without hesitation, slashing towards the piece of white cloth on his wrist.

"Right hand ~lightnovelpub.net~ side cut."

However, at the moment of swinging the sword, the emotionless female voice in the white mist interrupted his movements again.

"puff."

At the same time, another piece of white cloth also came out of the fog, and grabbed his wrist firmly one step ahead.

Both hands were bound by white cloth bundles at the same time, and Abeji stepped on the ground with his left foot, trying to use his strength to turn around and use "Yuehui" to cut off these annoying white cloths.

"Push the ground with the left foot, rotate the body to the right, and slash horizontally with both hands."

But the female voice hidden in the fog kept "predicting" his movements.

"Pfft."

A white cloth wrapped around his left ankle one step ahead, and Abeji failed to leverage his strength and fell to the ground again.

"Whoosh ... whoosh ... whoosh ..."

Several white cloths came from the fog, wrapping his whole body like a cicada chrysalis, tighter and tighter...