Chapter 921

"The smell of gunpowder that is unique to spiritual power bullets... There is also the breath of a spirit remover... Could it be Lesson 9... But what is this strong smell of blood..."

Sensing the breath coming from the wind carefully, Kotomine Jiro showed a playful smile: "It's just right, let's take you as the head of the 'Hundred Ghosts of the Night', so that these guys who haven't come to the world for a long time, have a taste of blood... "

"boom!!"

Before he could finish his sentence, amidst the violent impact, a huge thing sprayed out of the window from the compartment...

"What?!"

Looking carefully, it was actually the head of a giant toad covered in black pustules.

"Even the toad that descended in the form of a 'full body' is not an opponent?"

Kotomine Jiro's smile froze when he saw the giant head of the toad, which was dying with regret, and the smooth section of its neck cut by sharp objects.

The "toad" mentioned by the chairman who is familiar with "Hundred Ghosts Scroll" is naturally not an ordinary "toad".

The saying "toad is haunting" was still circulating in the Kurume area until the Meiji era.

It is said that this kind of toad is extremely huge and likes to hide under the foundation of the house, causing the occupants to experience itching, deafness, hair loss, blindness and other symptoms during the day and night curse, and finally dies like a toad.

Although the ability of this kind of ghost sounds absurd, the viciousness and brutality displayed from the corpses of the victims who died tragically and inhumanly cannot be presented by mere words.

The few people who sneaked into the carriage were able to easily kill Toad in a short period of time, which slightly exceeded his expectations.

"However, toad is only the lowest existence among the ghosts. The guys who keep coming on this train are getting stronger and stronger..."

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, three black oil-paper umbrellas with one eye, a huge mouth, and one leg jumped out of the car window...

In the next second, a **** scimitar with a slight curvature stabbed out from the window of the car, piercing the three oiled paper umbrellas like lightning.

Looking at the giant umbrella with the three wreckage dissipated, his eyes were still terrified, and the smile at the corner of Kotomine Jiro's mouth froze.

"Even the Umbrella Demon..."

Although the Umbrella Demon is just a low-level ghost that lives in groups, the strong wind it resists is enough to sweep ordinary people into the sky, so it is definitely not a person who flees without fighting.

After a few imperceptible impacts, the hustle and bustle in the penultimate carriage paused for a moment.

Then, several strangely shaped ghost limbs, mixed with red, yellow, blue and green blood, splashed out from the four carriages!

It seems that there is a bloodthirsty storm that shatters everything, and it is spreading from the end of the train bit by bit!

"In the end...who are they...their purpose..."

Regarding the identity of the "uninvited passenger" in that section of the train, Kotomine Jiro became more and more confused: "Do you want to wipe out the 'container' before the 'perfect body' in the train arrives, and destroy my 'Hyakki Night Festival'?" ?”

"Um?"

A figure in a black robe appeared in his sight without warning, standing quietly on the top of the penultimate carriage.

"Kotomine Jiro..."

From a distance of hundreds of meters, under the pitch-black hood that was not stained with a single drop of blood, a pair of murderous blood-colored eyes pierced straight into the words, beyond the endless darkness, chaotic flesh and blood, and raging winds. Minejiro's heart.

The four eyes met, and the black-robed man pointed at Kotomine Jiro, stretched out his hand and stroked silently across the neck...

"Jie Jie Jie Jie... Although I don't know the reason, this guy seems to be coming for me?"

Kotomine Jiro was taken aback for a moment, then laughed wildly and twistedly: "Not bad, not bad..."

He who has been in a high position for a long time will naturally not be easily provoked by such extreme gestures.

"It's been a long time since anyone dared to look at me like this!"

But from this man in black robe, he felt an inexplicable murderous intent, as if he had become the "prey" that the other party was targeting!

Such a "sense of humiliation" is naturally unbearable for the chairman, who has been trying his best for more than ten years, on such a "big day" that is soaring into the sky today.

Kotomine Jiro raised his hand with a smile, the dark resentment entrenched in his palm, converging into a slender black tornado like a rope: "Tsk, if you don't make a move for too long, you will inevitably be underestimated!"

When he was distracted, the "sacrifice rain" that kept falling on the scroll with the wind from the top of the car stopped.

"No, I can't stop... It's still far from the sacrifices and beliefs we agreed on... This container is not enough..."

Hoarse roars of desire and dissatisfaction can be heard layer upon layer from the "Hundred Ghosts Picture Scroll" under their feet.

"Hyakki Night Festival... can't stop! That 'outsider' had the blood of the ghosts on his hands, so the ghosts will naturally deal with it! 』

"Okay, that guy, I'll leave it to you... Just let me see the background of your 'hundred ghosts'!"

Hearing the voice in the scroll under his feet, Kotomine Jiro turned cold, and scattered the growing tornado in his hand: "Don't worry, human internal organs, fear, everything is enough for today."

The rainy "sacrifice" gushed out of the carriage again with the wind and fell onto the picture scroll.

"Did you hear that, everyone? Now is not the time to look around and pick and choose! 』

"Roar!!!"

"Jie Jie Jie!!"

With the incomprehensible growl, powerful resentment was simultaneously filling the twenty carriages...

It seems that countless unknown existences are falling like rain!

Ignoring the restlessness in the carriage under his feet, the man in black on the roof, facing Kotomine Jiro from a distance, has already moved towards the front of the car...

"So fast…"

With just one step, he teleported across a distance of three carriages!

"Crack!"

But ~lightnovelpub.net~ Just when the black-robed man was about to take the second step, the carriage under his feet suddenly separated from the train in front of him with a crisp sound like a gecko with a severed tail!

"asshole!!"

The black-robed man also reacted very quickly, jumping into the air with one step, trying to use his powerful jumping ability to catch up with the speeding train...

However, several ferocious and distorted black shadows sprang out from the carriage under his feet, and rushed towards him in mid-air!

"Yanfeng Jiro, the ends of the earth, you don't want to run away!"

Following the unwilling roar of that person, a sharp blood-colored Azure Dragon Saber pierced out from the impenetrable ghost shadow, turning into a red light and slashing at Kotomine Jiro hundreds of meters away.

"snort."

Yanfeng Jiro snorted coldly, and then a pitch-black gust of wind gathered into a wind wall, intertwined in front of the blood blade layer upon layer.

"...?!"

Unexpectedly, the imposing blood-colored green dragon broke through ten layers of meat grinder-like wind walls one after another, was eroded to the point where only a few blood drops remained, and still stubbornly passed Kotomine Jiro.

(end of this chapter)