"The word 'madman' is such a compliment to these guys."

Looking coldly at the crazy and chaotic scene in front of her, Nia's eyes were full of indifference and disgust.

"Like shepherds who are seduced by demon-incarnated ewes, they are no longer 'humans' from the moment they untie their belts."

"What, the shepherd actually... Hey, now is not the time to share these 'European anecdotes'..."

"Hiccuperererererer!"

In the carriage in front of the three of them, a few men in black robes who were "starving for food" devoured a lot of "miracles" suddenly exploded with three corpses.

, Smoke from the seven orifices, and a lot of resentment spewed from the whole body.

"Uh ah ah ah!"

In the black mist filled with wanton roars, their bodies under the shattered black robes were undergoing drastic changes.

"A miracle... I feel it, a miracle is coming to me..."

Muscular meat wings...

"Such a sturdy divine power... This unprecedented strong influx..."

Snow tender and fair breasts...

"Come again... come again... my evolutionary potential has not been exploited at all!"

The third leg that sticks to the roof of the car...

"Master President is right, only powerful and perfect individuals like us are qualified to live on the land of the kingdom of God!"

The "miracles" these people in black robes consume are "adding bricks and mortar" to their bodies in a way that is visible to the naked eye...

Let them get further and further away from the boundaries of "human beings".

"So, the so-called 'miracle things' of the Aum Shinrikyo Association are all given back to them after the painting scroll absorbed the 'sacrifice'?"

Looking coldly at these cultists who were immersed in "miracles" and gradually transformed into ghosts, a pair of blood-condensed blue dragon knives quietly protruded from Higashino Yukihira's cuffs.

"Just by swallowing it, ordinary people can become 'half-demon' beings. In a sense, it is indeed a miracle."

Niya also reached under the skirt, and took out a woodworking hammer from the "absolute domain": "It's almost time to start, let these guys continue to 'evolve' like this, maybe something amazing will be born... …”

"Okay... From the moment these guys murdered and threw their corpses and collected 'sacrifices', there was no possibility of anything worth saving."

Hearing the resolute meaning in the words of the two, Ryoma's fingertips also had two more rotating black pistols.

"Look, those guys, what's wrong?"

Just as the battle was about to break out, the situation in the carriage ahead turned sharply down...

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several people in black robes who were immersed in the joy of "evolution", their bodies burst like overfilled balloons, and red blood and minced meat splashed out, covering the entire carriage...

In the center of the carriage, there is only a huge head without a body left, suspended in the blood mist, with a cheerful evil smile: "Ahahahaha, hundreds of years later, the air in the world is still so free and fresh..."

The distorted expression on the head and the murderous look in his eyes had completely lost any aura that belonged to "human beings".

"Eat, eat quickly..."

In the same compartment, several cults who had been entangled with each other because of the "distribution of sacrifices" had stopped fighting.

"My comrades... But I can't wait to come out and breathe with your 'containers'!"

They lay crookedly on their seats, their movements demented and their eyes silently gnawing at the "miracle" in their hands.

Satisfied, he looked at the people in black robes who were "seriously eating" in the carriage. The head turned to look at the three of them: "You three guys, what's going on..."

His greedy eyes crossed the three of them and landed on the floor of the carriage, revealing a "so it is" expression: "So, sneaking and hiding in the back is a 'miracle' that wants to monopolize the entire carriage first, and then slowly Choose?"

On the floor of the last compartment where the three of them were, there were many "miracles" that fell from the ceiling and nobody cared about.

"You lowly, cowardly, and greedy **** can be qualified to be our 'reliance container', that is a supreme honor, what qualifications do you have to pick and choose?!"

Immediately, the pair of giant pupils on the giant face turned into two blood-colored vortexes that were spinning rapidly: "You are lucky to meet me, Lord Mengling... In a sweet dream, eat it obediently, and greet the goddess. Trace' it!"

"not good……"

The line of sight was sucked in by the vortex like a black hole, before Ryoma's eyes darkened.

……

"Suffer to death, eat me a black tiger digs out the heart and decapitates the dragon's claws!"

"It hurts, it hurts, let it go, if you squeeze it like this, it will really fall..."

"Hehe, if you know how powerful it is, just admit defeat and let me go!"

On the small playground with simple facilities, outdated and tidy, two boys about seven years old were fighting in a sandpit.

"Bastard, there is no word 'admit defeat' in this uncle's dictionary. As a man, you don't need those two useless things... Today, I will show you the spiral of Wing Chun's sign to ascend to heaven and kill for a thousand years!"

"Oh! It's you... forcing me... Jin Yu's broken feet!"

"Aha!"

Just as the two endured each other's extremely sour "weakness attack", they pinched their chests and buttocks in the sand pit with a grim expression, and they fought back and forth...

"I'll just say... Today's rotation in the kitchen, why are there two less people..."

A slightly taller figure shaded the sunlight above the two of them.

"Sousuke, Yukihira~lightnovelpub.net~ You two **** sneaked out to play 'fighting games' again!"

The tall and lanky boy with red armbands on his arms stood aside at some point, gnashing his teeth as he watched the two scuffled into a ball.

"Dragon, Ryoma?! Listen to my explanation, this guy provoked first..."

"It's not a 'fighting game', but we are deciding on 'Little Daisy's strongest man on the surface' to welcome next month's 'Yokohama Elementary School Indiscriminate Freehand Fighting Competition'!"

Being stared at by the other party with icy eyes, the two on the ground remained in an awkward position and froze in place, but they still refused to let go first.

"Yokohama elementary school students indiscriminate hand-to-hand fighting competition?! Now elementary school students are doing some messy activities in private... Little Daisy's rules, have you forgotten?!"

Hearing what the two of them said, the boy who was so angry that his hands were like playing a drum, turning into violent tremors and beating them on their heads.

"Little Daisy's rules... No, sorry, we were wrong!"

"Damn, isn't what you're doing now a violation of Daisy's rules?"

Under the heavy blows of the violent storm, which made people unable to fight back, the two had to let go of their hands, stop the "weakness crit", and hugged their heads and wailed.

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