"Pfft... hiss!"

"Monster, the two guys at the back of the car are both monsters!"

As the last few horse demons jumped out of their abdomens, the shriveled black monkey screamed nervously and disappeared directly in place: "No, in this world, there are more children waiting for me to go. Bless, it can't end here..."

With the disappearance of the "Stable God" and the shattering of the horse herd, the two people who rushed up and down, left and right followed the end of the train, and then appeared in Kotomine Jiro's sight...

Higashino Yukihira, who wields two blood blades and wields the "Wings of Death".

The "Ghost Rider" with the roar of the locomotive and the six arms covering the sky.

"No wonder, the voice just now sounded a little familiar..."

The roar from the breeze in his ear gradually overlapped with the sound he had heard on the phone one night.

"Araki... Sousuke..."

Staring at the knight who was wrapped in black tights, Kotomine Jiro's eyes became full of surprise: "To find it so quickly, it's really an enemy!"

Under his feet, the more surging and ready-to-go ghosts and spirits in the carriage swallowed the uneasiness in his heart.

"Araki Sousuke!!!!"

He stirred the gust of wind at his fingertips, separated two sturdy tornadoes, and drilled into the side wall of the tunnel...

"Today, whether it's you or Higashino Yukihira, that's it!"

Following his resentful words, the tornado wrapped countless rocks, soil and steel bars on the inside of the tunnel, turning into an even larger "bump", squeezing towards the two of them!

...

"You idiot, don't give hints, even if I tell you everything, what's the use?!"

Behind the train, facing the bulging tunnel walls, Yukihira Higashino on the left whirled wildly in mid-air while yelling...

"...Let you and Ryoma continue to investigate, and then be corpse in Tokyo Port by the monsters of the Aum Shinrikyo?!"

The "Wings of Death" on his back instantly turned into a meat grinder, crushing the torrent of steel soil that broke through the wall.

The finely shredded residue caused scars that could be seen deep in the bones on his body, but in the next second it disappeared without a trace like a hallucination.

"What do you know, I am a legal exorcist with a 'practice exemption'!"

On the other side, Sousuke Araki reached out and stroked the wall beside him like a prophet...

"Dealing with these monsters is a matter of minutes for me!"

The tunnel wall that had just swelled died instantly, and there was no more movement.

As if they were about to explode the emotions they had accumulated in their hearts for many days, the two of them cursed more and more vigorously, ignoring the "hello" from a certain president at the front of the car.

"These two noisy guys dare to ignore me... If it weren't for sacrifice..."

The "Kamikaze Assault" was invalid, and the "Declaration of War" was turned into a "wind in the ear" by these two, Kotomine Jiro looked down at the carriage under his feet: "Everyone of the Hundred Demons, since they have come one after another, why are you pretending to be silent? "

"Hmph, do you want to suspend the sacrifice and solve the two troublesome boys yourself?"

The gust of wind that was protecting the train and constantly spilling the "sacrificial offerings" suddenly weakened.

"It's not necessary."

"The hands of these two people have been contaminated with hundreds of ghosts and hundreds of dead souls, and they can't keep it!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie... Let's go together!"

Several figures wrapped in gray arrogance rushed out of the car and headed towards the rear of the car.

"Hey, have these guys in the legend even come out?"

Seeing several gray shadows appearing one after another because of his "ghost method", Kotomine Jiro showed a satisfied smile.

Before the train reaches the finish line, the "hundred ghosts" behind the picture scroll will not hesitate to come out and clear the way for him. It is natural to kill someone with a knife.

...

"Who would have thought that you, an 'atheist' who is full of muscles and can only solve everything with his hands, would actually become a spirit remover... Besides, that's what happened after I went to the Middle East, right? I can't predict whether it will happen or not. ?"

"You know what, it's just that my talent has been buried in the world. If I had encountered those cults earlier, maybe I would have awakened..."

At the rear of the train, Araki Sosuke and Higashino Yukihira were already arguing, and they entered the last carriage together.

At the same time, a black crane with an old man's head on its neck and eyes like lights appeared in front of Higashino Yukihira.

"Good soul, become the offering of Lord Yinmora!"

This gray-covered black crane spewed out a large blue flame at him while speaking human words!

"A ghost again?"

Higashino Yukihira instinctively fluttered his wings and used the black energy of the "Wings of Death" to disperse at the human-faced bird calling himself "Yin Mora": "Open your eyes, Sousuke... Compared with the past, I'm a downright ugly monster now!"

Yijin Zhentian's bloodline · Sue to death!

"Quack! The curse of 'death'... It means nothing to this old man's dead corpse!"

If Nayin Mora had never heard of the cursed breath that represented "death", it was Higashino Yukihira who was contaminated by the blue flames in his mouth, and his whole body was burned to the point of tearing his skin to pieces.

"Ugh!!!"

Enduring the burning pain that penetrated into his soul, his hands suddenly skyrocketed into two white-haired ape arms, and the green dragon knife in his hand turned into a **** shadow and handed it out to the strange bird.

"You scarecrow, don't take my prey!"

Amidst the dissatisfied bird calls, a samurai woven from straw quietly stopped in front of the strange bird and took over these two bursting sword lights!

"It's not a scarecrow, it's King Nio."

This scarecrow warrior, whose ghostly aura was more majestic than that Yin Moruo, let two blood-colored blue dragon knives pierce his body.

"Hey!"

Higashino Yukihira gritted his teeth, and the sharp blood blade in his hand stirred frantically in the scarecrow's body, but he only felt that countless flexible grass stems were cut...

"The train to hell~lightnovelpub.net~ is guarded by Nioh!"

The strong scarecrow didn't seem to be hurt in the slightest, and the wooden knife in his hand smashed his stomach.

Nioh is an ancient mountain **** worshipped by farmers to protect crops and villages from evil spirits. The custom of "Niwang Festival", where rice cakes are baked and danced with kagura, is still preserved in Nagano Prefecture.

"Yin Mora? King Ni? Tsk, are these two guys who can't 'bleed' again?"

Feeling that his blood blade was like a mud bull entering the sea, Higashino Yukihira raised his foot, trying to avoid its edge, but suddenly a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Hey... this fire, there is a problem!"

Under the corrosion of the blue flame covering his body, not only could he not be able to transform into a blood shadow freely, but his body's healing speed also dropped a lot.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, it's too late to find out now... Lord Yin Moruo's corpse fire is extremely poisonous to a living dead like your Excellency who is on the edge of life and death!"

Yin Mora ghosts are ghosts and spirits born from the dead who were buried full of resentment and accumulated corpse energy in the cemetery.