People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

"Those who are about to fight..."

"Law: Punish!"

Onmyoji: Earth Dragon

"In the name of the Father..."

Facing this young man, all kinds of chanting voices rang out at the same time.

The space of the entire villa was fluctuating violently.

Dozens of spells of different attributes locked Fang Zuo and bombarded him with overwhelming force.

With such a huge momentum, it continuously tore apart the space and even brought about a physical shock wave.

The shock wave destroyed the nearby walls one by one, lifted the ground, and broke the huge landscape trees.

But the magic that they were proud of all stopped in front of this young man.

It was like a freeze frame, even the drifting energy rays were frozen.

next moment.

All the spells were like burnt paper, their energy was extinguished, and they slowly turned into ashes and dissipated in the air.

then.

Those who attacked were all shocked, with white light of fear in their eyes.

Everyone could clearly see how their soul left their body and then dissipated in the air.

Finally, their thoughts fell into endless darkness, and they fell to the ground and died.

The old man trembled all over as he looked at everything on the screen.

As a martial artist, he also traveled around the world in his youth.

I have seen many strong people.

I have even seen the Holy Spirit and gods descend to earth.

He thought he was standing at the pinnacle of this world, touching the sky of this world.

But at this moment, I discovered that there is an endless universe outside.

All powerful superpowers above S level were killed instantly.

These are the strongest people at the forefront of each country. They must register with the official authorities when they go to each country.

It's because the destructive power is too great.

But now, he didn't even have the qualifications to stand in front of this young man for a second.

On screen.

A woman in a white dress also came out with her mouth open, and stood blankly behind the culprit.

The fear in my heart was infinitely magnified, and my mind went blank.

Fang Zuo stood in the shattered ruins and turned around and said calmly: "Just because you tried to call out to me, I saved your life."

Then he patted Yuya Mikami's face and looked at her still shocked expression.

With a frown, he placed his fingers, which were just stained with a little foundation, between her surprised red lips, touching the tender pink lips.

Seeing her unconsciously but consciously rolling up her soft fingers and rolling away the foundation on them, she nodded with satisfaction.

He wiped his fingers on her face and said, "Be good and you won't die."

next moment.

An old man appeared out of nowhere and fell in front of the two people with a "bang".

Fall down heavily.

The pain made him pale, speechless, and he kept rolling on the ground.

Mikami Yuya reacted instantly: "No, don't hurt my father."

She knelt down and hugged the man's legs, begging, "He was just worried about my safety. He was just doing what a father would do. Please, let him go. I will do whatever you say."

"I don't have the habit of showing mercy. It depends on how you perform to help me retrieve the immortality contract. His life can be spared for now. If you do a good job, I can allow you to exchange something for it." Fang Zuo said, "Now, drive first."

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In the alley outside Shiraishi Nagimitsu's villa.

Shiraishi Nagimitsu slowly approached the beautiful woman dressed in a neutral style.

"Are you... okay?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu said softly, "Do you need me to call the emergency number this time?"

The woman slowly opened her eyes and glanced at Shiraishi Nagimitsu, her red lips moving slightly.

"You want to eat again?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu understood.

Returning to the villa, he took out the large amount of food that he had just purchased.

Knowing that she had a big appetite, I ran back and got another batch.

"Where do you work? How come you don't have money to eat?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked at the woman lying on the ground, drinking milk, and then eating salmon and sandwiches in big mouthfuls.

He was covered in dirt, his face was pale, and his legs were trembling slightly.

The woman was stunned, looked at Shiraishi Nagimitsu, shook her head and continued swallowing.

"Where is your home? Let me help you contact the relief center. You need to find a job."

"No need." The woman ate quickly and seemed to recover quickly.

Looking at this strange scene, Shiraishi Nagimitsu understood.

"Are you..." Shiraishi Nagimitsu hesitated and then continued, "Are you a person with special abilities?"

"What...do you mean?" The woman continued eating without raising her head.

"There's no need to hide anything. There are too many suspicious points about you." Shiraishi Nagimitsu looked at the food gradually disappearing from the ground and said, "I'm a council member. If you encounter any problems, I can help you solve them or call the police for you."

"There's no need for that." The woman wiped her lips and stood up.

Only then did Shiraishi Nagimitsu realize that this beautiful woman was not only dressed in a neutral style, but was also taller than many Japanese women, including herself.

A cold face, a cool expression, and an earring.

If she drew her willow-shaped eyebrows thicker and played the leading role in an idol drama, she would probably charm a lot of women.

Except for the red nails on her slender fingers and the white insteps wrapped in black stockings.

"Thank you!" The woman held onto the wall and staggered away.

"Don't you really need help?" Shiraishi Nagimitsu shouted again as he looked at her weak but stubborn back.

The woman didn't answer and continued to stumble forward.

After a fierce battle with the assassin who ambushed him, he succeeded in killing him but suffered serious injuries.

Just as the adults said, it was his brothers.

After being injured, I didn't know why I still ran here in a daze.

Maybe it’s because I’m most familiar with the terrain here and can avoid cameras.

Nagimitsu Shiraishi....

Ma Feihui slowly turned her head back.

This woman saved her life again.

I saw her still standing at the entrance of the alley in the distance, waving to me.

Ah.

Stupid humans, boring pity!!!

Let you live longer...

Ma Feihui swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Anyway, let you live first...

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An island south of Shikoku, Japan, is shrouded in black fog.

This unknown island is not small in size.

It was once a prison for prisoners of war during World War II.

After Japan's defeat, the prisoners of war here were secretly executed.

Since then, it has been shrouded in black fog.

There were a few fishermen who went to the island and disappeared without a trace, never to return.

After the family called the police, local police also went to the island to investigate, but they found nothing except broken walls and white bones.

What is strange is that after these police officers returned, they all died of illness after a period of time.

From then on, this unknown island was like a curse and no one had ever visited it again.

And the headquarters of the ghost clan is here.

The ghosts who escaped from the four northern islands returned to Shikoku as soon as possible.

This was once Japan's ghost town.

But now the four countries are all human territory, with developed infrastructure and high-rise buildings everywhere.

There are crowds of people everywhere.

The ghosts explored along the beach and finally found the place that was most suitable for them to stay.

A small speedboat was speeding in the sea.

Yuina Hashimoto drove the speedboat alone and quickly approached the island shrouded in black fog.

She walked along the cliff, stepped on familiar rocks, and jumped into a pile of buildings.

These dozen or so large bunkers left over from World War II were where she had lived since she was a child. They had long been converted into various houses.

The closer she got to here, the more complicated her feelings became.

After all, it is where I grew up.

As an orphan.

She had considered this place her home.

He also regards the hideous-looking resentful souls on this island as his own relatives.

No matter how hard the training was, or how often he was punished and bruised, or how many times he almost lost his life while performing his missions.

She didn't cut off the emotion hidden in her heart.

People must have some concerns, don't they?

but.

Until abandoned.

She came to her own little house and touched the various antiques she had collected, feeling a little reluctant to leave.

Looking at the various ancient and familiar objects inside, my emotions gradually rose.

Suddenly there was a squeak.

The door was pushed open.

Hashimoto Yuina turned her head and looked over.

Outside.

The setting sun from the seaside shone in and reflected on her face.

A figure stood in the sunset.

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Yua Mikami was driving her pink custom Cullinan on the Joban Expressway.