Girls, welcome to the Desire Bus

"What's the matter?!"

"Lord! Please save your believers!!!"

But, it's no use.

Faced with the little boy who was rushing towards him like a wave, the priest had no room to fight back.

In just a few breaths, the priest was cornered by the little boys.

The sharp knife cut his skin, bones and flesh like raindrops.

Sharp screams echoed throughout the school, and the blood color around them became increasingly intense.

"Lord! Lord!"

“Save me…save me!!!”

“Help…wuwuwu…cough cough cough…Ahhhhhh!!!”

The priest's throat was slit and he couldn't even utter a sound to beg for mercy.

He could only cough dryly and spit out mouthful of blood.

Finally, under the greedy and vicious gazes of the little boys, a sharp knife was inserted directly into the priest's forehead.

Poof!

The priest rolled his eyes and died on the spot.

But in reality, the priest spat out a lot of blood from his mouth, and a wound caused by a sharp knife suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

Blood flowed out from it, mixed with various other colors of sticky liquid.

Then, his body tilted and he fell to the ground.

The urban legend that possessed him simply ran away.

However, he had not run far when he was caught by Ryo Amakawa and Miss Sachiko who were well prepared.

"Hey, little guy, where are you going?"

Urban legend has it that one felt a strong sense of pressure and murderous intent from Miss Sachiko.

He turned around and ran, but it was too late.

Miss Sachiko instantly pulled the urban legend into her own territory, and the previous family of three was put back to its original place.

Now, the only thing left on the foggy streets was that pitiful urban legend.

There is also Ryo Amagawa who is carrying a hammer and moving slowly forward.

Chapter 129 Girls' Tea Party

"Um?!"

"what happened?"

The man in white suit, who was interacting closely with the little boy, suddenly felt his mind shaken, and then his brows frowned.

Because just now, the number of believers brought to Binqi City was reduced by hundreds at once!

Not only that, Father Thorns also lost contact with his relatives who came with him.

The little boy beneath him frowned.

The sudden change made the two lose the desire to continue fighting.

The little boy straightened his clothes and the man in white suit got out of bed.

After a brief tidying up, the little boy walked to the window and looked at the man in the white suit uneasily.

"Owner."

"It seems the owner of the Desire Bus has started hunting."

"I can sense the power of that powerful urban legend... It is, without a doubt, the Espada."

"Those believers who just disappeared, as well as Father Thorn...may have been killed by the Espada."

The man in white suit clenched his teeth and smacked his lips in dissatisfaction.

"Tsk."

"I didn't expect that the owner of the Desire Bus would even bring out the Espada."

"Isn't that guy a newcomer? How could he possibly master an urban legend that has surpassed the [Conceptual Level]?"

"This..." The little boy was also a little confused.

Logically speaking, urban legends above the conceptual level are all quite powerful.

The owner of the Desire Bus is just a newcomer who has taken over the position not long ago. Even if he wants to control urban legends, he has to start from the very beginning [Intimidation Level].

It's just like a fantasy RPG, where everyone has to start from level one and keep killing monsters to level up.

As a result, the owner of the Desire Bus actually used the [Ten Blades] directly, which was as incredible as logging into the game and leaving the Novice Village not long after, and then going into battle with the Four Heavenly Kings and winning.

"I do not know why either."

"Perhaps... the current owner of the Desire Bus is more terrifying than we imagined."

"Master... don't you consider retreating?"

"The dispute hasn't started yet, and we still have a chance to leave."

"Once the dispute begins, we and the owner of the Desire Bus will be at war to the death."

"Either the owner of the Desire Bus dies, or the owner and all the other attacking [defenders] are killed."

"Really... don't think about it again?"

The man in the white suit lit a cigarette for himself.

While puffing out smoke, he squinted his eyes and looked into the distance.

"impossible."

"I have already made a decision, there is no way I can go back on it."

"Besides, there are so many valuable treasures hidden in the Desire Bus. How can we just give it up?"

"In any case, now is the weakest time for Desire Bus. If we can't take him down now, it will be even more impossible to do so in the future when he gradually matures."

"The Church of Thorns needs strength, and my ambitions also need strength to be realized."

"The Thorn Crime Church will always stand above all the [guards], and I will become the amulet of Japan... the Great Amulet."

Seeing this, the little boy didn't say anything more.

Ambition is a man's hormone, and I am attracted by his greed and endless ambition.

"Okay~"

"In that case, I'll accompany you on this journey!"

"Life or death, it depends on this time."

"The Church of Thorns will become your most powerful force."

The man in white suit flicked the cigarette butt away, looked at the falling red dot, and smiled faintly.

"Hundreds of believers were killed in one go... Even the Priest Thorn Sin that I brought with me was eliminated."

"What a terrifying power, the Espada."

"But the stronger you are, the more I want you!"

"The Desire Bus... and those powerful urban legends... belong to me and become my stepping stone to godhood."

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"Did you see the news?"

"Yeah... I see."

"The owner of the Desire Bus has fought back."

"Well... as expected."

"Moreover, the master of the Desire Bus has shown extraordinary strength. He has even successfully used the [Oboro Muramasa] among the Espada."

"Ah... this is unexpected."

"Do you... still want to stay in Binqi City?"

In the bar.

The watchmaker and the middle-aged man were drinking mild fruit wine.

Everyone in the bar was discussing the major incident that happened during the day.

Hundreds of people were killed or injured, but the main culprit, that inexplicable priest, committed suicide out of fear of punishment.

An atmosphere of fear spread throughout the entire Binqi City. Everyone was worried that they would be the next to get into trouble.

"Go on." The watchmaker answered decisively: "I have only one goal, and that is power."

"I must have power... no matter what the cost."

"Otherwise, my town...will be swallowed up by urban legends."

The middle-aged man sighed.

Every [guard] has something to protect.

Even the Church of Thorns is the same.

But if you want to protect, you can't just rely on passion.

It still requires strength.

Unfortunately, the Watchmaker's power is not enough to protect his town from the increasingly powerful urban legend.

Especially when his former lover died in front of him, the hurt and shock it brought to him could not be described in words.

Power... ugh.

I just don’t know if you can defeat the owner of the Desire Bus.

"Then what should we do?"

"Even the priest of the Thorn Sin Church was killed without any resistance."

"With your ability... facing the Desire Bus, you are likely to be slaughtered unilaterally."

"You have to think it over carefully."

The watchmaker took a sip of his mild drink and sighed.

"Continue to observe."

"Wait for the Thorn Sin Church to consume some of the power of the Desire Bus, then I will appear to finish it off."

"Although my ability is relatively weak against urban legends, it is still very strong against humans."

Done.

The watchmaker took out an old pocket watch from his pocket.

After opening it, there are no pointers on the dial, and there are no numbers.

There are some words engraved at the position of each hour.

The watchmaker gently stroked the dial, and when his fingertips passed over the words, a faint glow appeared.

"I'll be fine."

"She will bless me in heaven."

"This time...I'm determined to win."

"I will never let someone I cherish die in front of me again."

"I'm sorry, owner of the Desire Bus."

"Everyone has something to protect, and so do I."

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