Mochizuki Che strode forward, followed the sound and rushed into the dense forest in front of him...

A black locomotive with bleak flames appeared at the end of his line of sight.

On the back of the car, there were two men who were tightly wrapped in winter clothes, scarves, sunglasses and ski caps, hugging each other with love.

"Araki Sousuke!!!"

Seeing that iconic locomotive and the man on it, the golden-purple demon flames rose from Mochizukiche's body, and the mellow and sweet aroma of wine spread out of his body due to sexual excitement...

"This time, let's fight a fair fight to see who is stronger now..."

However, the person on the locomotive did not intend to listen carefully to Mochiyueche's words, and drove up the dazzling snow **** from the other side of the mountain, and rushed towards the majestic and towering Yangti Peak...

"Do you think that you can sit back and relax by relying on that locomotive to pay the gods... It's too condescending!!!!"

After crossing a thousand kilometers from Tokyo to Hokkaido, and finally saw the shadow of the target, Mochizukiche, who had some kind of selfishness, naturally did not intend to give up.

"You all stay in place, watch this guide, Sousuke Araki handed it over to me!"

"But, Captain..."

In the next second, he had turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place, leaving only dozens of team members and two black priests looking at each other.

...

"Boom boom boom boom!"

With the roaring exhaust sound, the Sengoku warriors sprinted up the snow-covered, mirror-smooth hillside.

"Araki Sousuke!!!"

The roar echoed repeatedly in the mountains from the dense forest behind, causing the man at the front of the car to hold the handle tightly and look back in a little panic.

"That guy's bold idea, can it work..."

Anyway, this locomotive is "autonomous", so there is no driving dogma of "focusing on the front".

"It doesn't matter so much, anyway, he asked me to run first... In other words, after running so far, the sleds of the Disaster Prevention Mobility Team should not be able to chase them no matter how hard they get back..."

Before he finished speaking, a figure as fast as a ghost suddenly emerged from the dense forest at the foot of the mountain!

"...Come up ah ah ah ah?!"

Seeing the "chaser" wearing a disaster prevention mobile team's combat uniform, but with demonic fire, ghost lines all over his body, and two red short horns on his forehead, the man subconsciously called out a broken sound.

"Hey, hurry up, Sengoku Samurai... hurry up, don't stop!"

The trembling little hand also twisted the accelerator in horror.

"That idiot Sousuke, who did he provoke... That guy who is chasing after him doesn't look like a human being!"

However, the snow-covered slopes became steeper and the locomotives began to lose speed.

"Boom bang bang bang bang bang bang woo woo!"

Even though the Sengoku samurai beneath him let out a hoarse roar, it was difficult to maintain the current speed.

"Araki Sousuke!!!"

At this moment, the man in the back who looks like a ghost is moving his hands and feet vertically like lightning, closing the distance between the two sides at a speed of over tens of meters with each step...

"You can't run anymore, stop and fight me fairly!!!"

However, within a few minutes, the roar full of fighting intent had already rang out as the distance between the two sides narrowed, and it continued to explode like a dull thunder behind the warriors of the Warring States Period!

"Hey, do you think you're the 'Girl Run' strange breed that came out of nowhere? Who wants to fight you fairly..."

"XYZZYTHWACK!"

Watching "the demon approaching", the man on the locomotive chanted an incantation of unknown meaning...

"Huh... what to do next... hurry up, run fast... no, calm down... according to the speed difference between the two sides, it will be a matter of time before you are caught up like this..."

The splendid chrysanthemum pattern spiritual power instantly covered the body of the warriors of the Warring States Period!

"According to my years of experience in flying kites, it's better to think in reverse, turn around and jump back downhill, and catch him off guard..."

The man holding the handlebars finished the operation, and when he looked back to check the situation with a brain full of "tactics", he found that...

"...Not enough?!"

"Araki Sousuke!!!"

The muscular man who had been weathered by frost and snow and looked like a madman had already run parallel to himself at some point in time!

"Hey, you found the wrong person, I'm not..."

The sudden roar and scorching gaze instantly made him stunned, and even the power to squeeze his vocal cords became weak in the fright.

"What are you... whispering about..."

"No, I mean..."

At a very close distance, the opponent's steel-like muscle lines, scarlet and coquettish ghost lines, and blue-veined face can all be clearly seen.

"By the way, show you my face... wait, why is it so tight... u u u u..."

This very impactful picture made him subconsciously untie the scarf and mask, and "expose his identity" to the other party, but because he was in a hurry, the entanglement became tighter and tighter, and it became difficult to even breathe.

"As of now, there is no need to hide your head and show your tail..."

In one breath, he rushed up the mountainside from the foot of the mountain at a speed that surpassed the locomotive. Even though he was as strong as Mochizuki, he was gasping for breath even when he spoke.

"Get out of the car... and me... a fair fight!"

A fragrant and sweet breath spurted out from his armpits as he frantically swung his arms!

"Zizzizizi..."

The chrysanthemum pattern spiritual power covered on the surface of the locomotive boils like hot oil meets water!

"That's right, I can easily resist the aura of "Godly Ghostly Poisoned Wine"... The drink that day was swallowed by you, as expected..."

Seeing that the other party was safe and sound in this breath, and even had time to "tidy up the scarf" while twisting the accelerator of the motorcycle, Mochizuki Che's eyes became more fighting, and he suddenly raised his left arm...

"Let's decide the winner!"

In the void, ferocious purple flame ghost claws emerged one after another, blocking the entire route of the locomotive!

"Boom boom boom!"

Even though the warriors of the Warring States period tried their best to dodge, they were still smashed by one of the ghost arms!

"Sousuke, you big idiot..."

In the wailing of extreme horror, the warriors of the Warring States Period, together with their cars, fell towards the snow-covered jungle...

"...The promised fight will be handed over to you?!"

...

"Huh...huh...so cold..."

The cold wind was like a knife, and it hurt to touch the face~lightnovelpub.net~ brought back the consciousness of Fujiwara Takukai's fragment.

"I……"

What caught my eye was a vast expanse of snow.

"By the way, according to Sosuke's 'bold idea', I rode the Sengoku Samurai and ran away, only to be caught by that monster..."

Looking up, Fujiwara Takumi found himself lying on a snow-covered pine branch more than two meters above the ground.

"...I'm actually still alive?!"

He subconsciously touched his body and found that there was no discomfort.

The short, plump needles and the heavy snow had a cushioning effect comparable to that of a trampoline, and even made him "lucky" to escape from the "car accident".