"What, want me to chase that train under the subway? What should we do at the Imperial Palace, if the formation is destroyed, the people who are finally evacuated to the outside of the formation wall..."

The overly radical proposal of Mai Hanyu made Sousuke Araki puzzled.

"It's not necessarily too naive to still hold the idea of ​​'saving everyone' at such a time? At present, there is not enough vitality. No matter how strong you are, there is only one person. Even if you defend the imperial residence, you can only continue to be led by the nose by the train that randomly drops off passengers! 』

It was obvious that she said something that people couldn't refute, but Mai Hanyu's trembling voice betrayed the anxiety in her heart: "I'm sorry, Oni-kun. The top priority is to stop the 'illegal operation' train completely so that more people can be saved! 』

"Sacrificing the few and saving the many... Damn! ! ! 』

Standing at the intersection below Ueno Station, Sousuke Araki deeply felt the confusion and unwillingness at the crossroads of life: "For the 'few people'...their life...is their own 'all'... 』

Behind the sensible and cruel proposal of Mai Hanyu, the fate of the "minority" is destined to be put on the gambling table, taking the risk called "death".

"Mosimoxi, does anyone hear... Uncle Keigo, can this thing speak here? There is no manual..."

At this moment, a male voice with obvious lack of breath rang weakly on the public channel: "Ahem, this is the slayer 'Kang John', who just finished dealing with the gang of rioters in front of the Meiji Shrine." The guy with the gun is heading towards... By the way, Uncle Keigo, where are we going now, the Imperial Palace? Eh, where are my belt and helmet..."

"Hey, I almost forgot a certain young master."

Hearing this familiar voice, Sousuke Araki turned the car without hesitation and rushed towards the subway station on the slope...

"Xiaojing-kun, please announce that the live broadcast will be suspended, not to mention that drones cannot operate in the subway tunnel, and the whereabouts of Ghost Mask-kun can no longer be exposed through the live broadcast..."

In the command room, seeing the black locomotive disappearing into the subway station, Houhai Ludou also began to evacuate the drone swarm above.

"No, there is no need to pause the live broadcast. Let the drone go to this place. Isn't there a suitable 'live broadcast material' there."

Opposite Hanyu Mai blocked his manipulation and sent a coordinate synchronously.

"This...this place is..."

"Well, shouldn't the so-called two riders appear at this time?"

"Hey, old lady, you can't call this name... 'The Curse of the Second Horseman', don't you know it?"

...

Tokyo, Chiyoda Ward, Imperial Palace.

Connecting the outer garden of the imperial residence and the imperial garden, and the historic Erchong Bridge, I don’t know what kind of heavy blows it has suffered. At this moment, it has been broken in two, crookedly on both sides of the moat, and it is extremely desolate to be the last of the “bridge”. mission.

At the bridgehead on the outside, a five-meter-diameter "takraw ball" made of black vines is sinking deep into the soil.

On the periphery of the moat, in the thick fog that covers everything, there is a huge shadow like a mountain, and the sound of wind and thunder is heard when walking...

"Boom, boom, boom!"

His hands and feet, thicker than a truck, kept sticking out of the fog and smashed **** the takraw ball.

Under the violent bombardment, the extremely resilient takraw ball sank deeper and deeper into the soil, unable to move.

And the invisible formation wall behind the takraw ball was also shaken out of cracks.

"Yin and Yang, what should I do, Shou Chending is completely trapped!"

"With the "Aoki Yuzhi" body protection, they should protect themselves...but..."

Inside the moat, several men dressed as priests were sitting cross-legged at the bridge head under the leadership of Fujiwara Tree.

A wisp of spiritual power is being pulled from their bodies, repairing the crumbling formation wall.

"Ugh! Sorry, I...I can't..."

Beside him, a priest suddenly snorted, his eyes turned white and he fell to the ground.

"One more loss of strength, hurry up and help!"

Immediately, someone ran out of the city carrying a stretcher and quietly sent the priest away.

"Hold your breath and stick to your heart!"

The priests who were still trying their best to sit still, as if they had not heard of this scene, concentrated on squeezing the little remaining spiritual power in their bodies.

"Oops... why do I attack so many places all of a sudden... I will..."

"No, no... poof!!!"

I don't know what happened, and several priests suddenly spewed blood at the same time, dyeing the gold and white hunting clothes and the masonry floor covered with moss red.

"click...click..."

On the outer barrier of the Imperial Palace, a large crack suddenly appeared!

"Yinyangtou, what should I do, if it goes on like this, the formation wall will be completely complete in a few minutes..."

At the bridgehead, due to the constant downsizing and sudden shocks, the pressure on Fujiwara and the few priests who still had consciousness increased.

The pressure they bear is not just from these giants in the fog in front of them.

With the Yamanote Line as the boundary and surrounding the entire inner ring of Tokyo, the "Tai Chi Yin-Yang Array" array wall has been under the impact of ghosts and ghosts that have been growing everywhere since the black train entered Tokyo!

And just now, the strength and point of the formation wall's impact suddenly intensified, catching the already crumbling priests by surprise!

"Hold on! Even for a minute and a second, we must do our best to buy time for the whole of Tokyo!"

But even if their faces were defeated, sweat was pouring down, and their whole bodies were trembling, they still tried their best to maintain the operation of the formation.

"Wow!!!!"

In the long and ethereal strange long howl, the ground suddenly shook violently!

A whale with a length of about 50 meters and only a white skeleton all over its body was swimming in the thick fog like a hot air boat. From time to time, its terrifying head and tail appeared before everyone...

"What, even monsters like 'Whales' have appeared... Is the Dark Ages really coming back?"

Seeing the majestic gray aura on the bone whale ~lightnovelpub.net~ everyone in front of the Imperial Palace showed despair, only to feel that it became extremely difficult to maintain a sitting position.

It is rumored that at night on Yinqi Island, there will be "hua whales" with countless strange fishes. This super-giant ghost in the shape of a whale skeleton will not prey on "human beings who are not enough to plug their teeth", but its existence itself will bring bad luck such as famine, plague, fire, and tsunami.

As the transformed whale approached, the cracks on the translucent wall suddenly surged again, and the integrity was almost invisible!

"It's been so hard until now, after all, nothing has changed?"

Fujiwara Tree, who was sitting at the front, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, struggled to prop up his body.

"Yin-yang head!"

Ignoring the calls of the people behind him, and with his weak spiritual power, he ignored the whales and the thick fog with heavy ghosts and shadows in front of him, and moved forward one step at a time towards the bridge.

"My Fujiwara tree is a Yin-Yang head, even if I die, I can't die behind the formation wall..."