"Ghost face-kun... Then, there seems to be someone in that open space... Besides, there are quite a few! 』

In the tactical glasses, the picture observed by the drone was synchronized by Houhai Ludou.

In the open space in the sea of ​​fire, dozens of people with smoldering smoke and broken clothes are standing in confusion.

Under their feet, on the ground covered with dried blood, lay a lot of charred black and twisted corpses.

"I'll go check it out. 』

The sea of ​​​​fire extinguished like a low tide, and the figure of Sousuke Araki has come to those people: "Are you all right?"

Looking at these people, although they look haggard and have a touch of resentment, at least their lives are worry-free.

"Fire, fire out?"

"Ah, there are perverts... no, don't hurt me!"

In the face of this "suspect person" who came out of the sea of ​​​​fire in a tight leather jacket, wearing a ghost-faced helmet, everyone fell to the ground in fear.

"I ate those things as you asked... so many people have died, please let us go..."

"That's right, you, how else do you want to give up?!"

"Please don't be nervous, I'm not a suspicious person, let alone a pervert! Yes, yes, look, I have a police badge, look!"

Seeing a few people bowing their heads to him, Sosuke Araki hurriedly took out a police badge from his trouser pocket: "I have taken care of those messy ghosts and fires, you are all safe..."

"Police badge?"

"Although, this police badge seems to be real, but..."

"You said, are you safe?"

Seeing the upside-down police badge in the opponent's hand, these people still buried deep self-deprecation and despair under their downcast faces: "Hey hey, it's too late... Even if you solve those ghost fires, it's too late."

One of the middle-aged men dressed as office workers stretched out his fingers and pointed to the scorched black and mutilated corpses with flesh and internal organs scattered all around: "Whether it is for those who were burned to death, or for us …”

After making a circle, his index finger returned to his temple: "It's already, it's too late."

"Pong!"

His whole head, like a lighter with a switch on, suddenly ignited into a flame of an orchid!

"Look, we've... turned into monsters like those ghost fires."

In the round flame of the orchid, the man's sad and tearless face was vividly outlined.

"What, what's going on...you, and everyone...what happened?"

Seeing the man whose head had turned into a "ghost fire" in front of him, Sousuke Araki was stunned for a while.

"I, we were commuting at Otsuka subway station... The train suddenly rear-ended, and a fire broke out... A lot of people died, chaos..."

"Then, the headless warriors, the face-only fireballs suddenly appeared and burned the whole street... They drove around, leaving an open space on purpose to gather us together..."

Another woman, who was kneeling on the ground, sobbed and spoke.

"Then, the strange bird and the man on horseback said that as long as we eat what they give with devotion, we won't be burned to death."

Although she couldn't see her face clearly, the teardrops that had broken the thread fell on the charred ground, splashing flames.

"Those who refuse to swallow those things have already been 'fired' by those ghost fires..."

"More than half of the others, because they couldn't stand the side effects of those things, spontaneously ignited into coke..."

"Only us, who are neither human nor ghosts, and who are considered to have 'container qualifications', survived by luck."

Looking down her fingers, Araki Sousuke noticed that there were more corpses that were so charred and mutilated that they couldn't make out their bodies, hiding in the surrounding firelight...

"Hey, Gou survived?! Now, can it be considered 'alive'?"

"Listen, that voice in my head, started talking again... It told me to set fire to everything I saw, and enjoy that 'crackling' pleasure..."

"No, shut up and get out of my head!"

Listening to the woman's cry, the other people who had been silent all the time seemed to be stimulated in some way, and then went crazy and babbled nonsense.

Different parts of their bodies also showed signs of "localized flames".

"Bastards...these bastards..."

Looking at this chaotic scene, Sousuke Araki lowered his head and his pitch-black body trembled like a volcano about to erupt...

"Hey, hey, what about the Thousand Days Returning Peak Walker... No matter how many years have passed, the bald man of Buddhism still can't change his soft-hearted and hypocritical appearance..."

In the quiet burning sea of ​​fire, looking at the silent ghost-faced knights facing this group of "survivors", Vulcan's pair of red pupils slowly faded away.

"You can only give up this batch of 'containers', delay time, wait until the other guys who come have attracted attention, and then continue to create more 'containers' in another place, and reshape the ghost fire army..."

The rich experience accumulated in countless "beatings" in his long life makes it clear how to deal with these "righteous and powerful" human spirit slayers.

"So, are you hiding here?"

The man's irritable voice suddenly sounded behind him, causing the flames of Vulcan incarnation to explode like an electric shock.

A ferocious ghost face smashed through the twisted space and occupied all its sight.

The "Ghost Rider", who was standing still in the scorched earth, appeared behind Vulcan without warning.

The flames that were hiding around were also dissipated with the arrival of this one, leaving only a solitary mass of it.

"What, when?!"

Even at such a close distance, Vulcan still couldn't feel the slightest breath from the man in front of him.

If he hadn't witnessed Jinshenhuo's encounter with his own eyes, he would only think that this person is just like the "containers" next to him~lightnovelpub.net~ did this kind of thing in Otsuka Shopping Street, do you think he can still escape now... …Say, how can we get these people back to their original state? "

Vulcan subconsciously wanted to repeat his old tricks, sneak into the sea of ​​​​fire and run away, wearing exaggerated gloves and slightly bloated hands, he has already reached into the huge fireball and grabbed its non-existent "neck".

"Sarah, count your sins!"

The full-bodied electronic sound is synchronized from the other party's exaggerated belt.

"Restore...the original state...wahahahahaha...the 'assimilation' caused by swallowing the flesh and blood of hundreds of ghosts is irreversible even if the Buddha is in person!"

Vulcan laughed wildly and urged his strength, wanting to stimulate the endless flames contained in his body, and smash this "black bald donkey" to ashes: "Let go, dare to touch the precious feathers of the old body, I will let you today..."

"Hey, this feels like..."

But the irresistible suction power on the opponent's arm has instantly dissipated its power source, and even the "sense of existence" as a ghost and **** has begun to thin...