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"Aum..."

"Long live the Kingdom of Aum!"

The dark Kisaragi Station was already in a frenzy after Kotomine Jiro's "exciting" "live broadcast" ended.

"Yes, we have been silent for too long..."

"It's time to let those mortals, unbelievers and servants of false gods see what the miracle of the true God is!"

"From now on, only those who are favored by our gods are qualified to walk in the world!"

I was fortunate to hear the news of the president's announcement of the establishment of the "Aum Divine Kingdom" in person.

"Everyone..."

At the same time, Kotomine Jiro, who was standing on the roof of the car, spoke again.

"What are you doing, get in the car!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the terrifying black train under his feet opened with a sound!

"The sacrificial ceremony has started, and we will go to Tokyo immediately and let the light of the true God shine on the earth!"

"Aum!!!!"

In the frenzy of chanting, the black-robed people on the platform poured into the huge train like a tide...

"Go... go... spread the glory of the true God!"

Even Akio Hibi, who just showed the "miracle" in the live broadcast, couldn't wait to fall from the air and join the "crowding subway" army.

"How do you say, do you want to kill these guys now?!"

At the end of the platform, Higashino Yukihira asked in a low voice.

"This……"

The bloodthirsty and unfamiliar eyes of Higashino Yukihira met, and Ryoma couldn't help but froze for a moment.

"No, it's not the best time yet..."

He has no doubt that as long as he nods his head, Yukihira Higashino will launch a "weak point backstab" on the group of cults in front of him who are rushing to get into the train.

"If you're not sure if 'multiplayer sports' can handle these madmen, it will be troublesome if you accidentally run away a few... Moreover, the scroll on the top of the car is also very concerned..."

After struggling for less than a second, he decided to stay put for the time being.

"The Metropolitan Police Department and the Association must have watched the live broadcast just now, and they can't be indifferent! The top priority is to locate the whereabouts of these guys and wait for the opportunity to spread the information here..."

There are a large number of these cultists, and the power of the ghosts under their control is intricate and difficult to guard against. In addition to the unknown strength of Jiro Kotomine at the front of the car, it is too difficult to defeat them all with the power of the three.

"That's right, I finally stabbed it to the end, and it didn't break out without stirring up the world. Wouldn't it be a loss!"

Niya, who was on the side, crossed the two, followed the footsteps of the group of black robes, and moved towards the last carriage: "Get in the car first, or you will be suspected!"

Right now, they are a little out of touch with the "big force", but it's not abrupt.

It would be too obvious to wait until all the other black-robed people had boarded the train, leaving the three people on the empty platform.

"That's right, the president took time and effort to gather such a group of people. It's definitely not as simple as organizing a 'Tokyo Railway Day Tour'..."

Higashino Kohei's hateful gaze stayed on the top of the car from beginning to end.

"Xingping, if you can't bear it, you will make a big mess!"

Before two, Ryoma grabbed the last companion and followed Niya into the last carriage.

"Hmph, just let your little life stay for a while longer."

At this moment, even those political elites and star rich who are "platform" for the Aum Shinrikyo in the live broadcast have all entered the interior of the carriage...

Only Kotomine Jiro was left, still standing proudly on the roof of the car, facing the empty platform alone.

"It's time, the wind is blowing."

Completely unaware that a murderous look had passed over him, Kotomine Jiro just stared blankly at his palm.

A jet-black gust of wind bloomed with him as the center...

In the carriages next to the locomotive, the "sacrificial offerings" that were originally piled up, together with the disgusting smell of blood, were carried out by the strong wind...

"pat...pat..."

The **** "sacrifice" blew up with the wind, sprinkled down the top of the train like rain, and landed on the surface of the unfolded scroll...

"Crack...Crack...Crack..."

At the top of the train, the sound of tearing, gnawing, and swallowing flesh and blood suddenly sounded densely.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

"Whee……"

Occasionally, some kind of gobbling, unconscious laughter can be heard.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a beautiful painting."

The clumps of **** organs fell on the originally pale scroll, and dark red "ink marks" suddenly bloomed.

"As red as a heart... As white as a brain... As purple as a liver..."

The next second, the organs disappeared without a trace in the large and small tooth marks that appeared out of thin air, as if they were besieged by a group of invisible piranhas.

"Pink like a kidney... dark green like a stomach..."

As if intoxicated by the "beautiful view" in front of him, Kotomine Jiro seemed to be conducting a large-scale concert, waving his arms more and more excitedly...

"Dark yellow like the large intestine... dark like the pancreas..."

This brought together the "sacrificial offerings" collected by the power of most of the believers in Japan, and turned into a black and red "flesh dragon", flying from the car into the clouds and madly hitting the seemingly weak picture scroll!

"Everyone after "The Hundred Ghosts Painting Scroll", today, let me see a colorful and colorful feast of flesh and blood!"

In the face of such a violent impact, the scroll called "Hundred Ghosts Painting" still quietly fit on the roof of the car, quietly swallowing the "sacrificial" it touched like a bottomless pit, without any "overwhelming", Signs of "Indigestion"...

On the contrary, the black and white ghosts with different shapes and shapes painted on the scrolls began to wriggle slightly after being dyed with blood and organs in different colors!

"The sacrifice has started, let's go!"

Looking at the "Hundred Ghosts Picture Scroll" in which the storm inhaled the "sacrifice" with satisfaction, Jiro Kotomine, who was stirring the wind and rain, smiled coldly: "We have to hurry up, after all, human beings are fragile creatures, sometimes even ten minutes is enough. Can't wait... can't you, Hachimura?"

"Hoohoo!!!"

On the locomotive ~lightnovelpub.net~ under his feet, two flames ignited, as if a sleeping black dragon had opened its eyes.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

In the heavy roar, the wheels under the train ignited with flames running around!

"Ah, sorry, I forgot that you who were the first 'complete divine body' have long since abandoned your name when you were a low-level creature... Now, I should call you a 'train', right..."

"Crack."

In the crisp sound of friction, twenty black carriages closed the doors at the same time.

"Boom... rumble rumble..."

The giant train with flowing fire and black armor, surrounded by the howling wind, left the empty and old platform behind...