I Became a God in Tokyo

A few minutes later.

The monsters of the clerical party are holding various shinto tools, standing on both sides of the road and staring at each other.

And the Hokkaido demon, who were kneeling in the shrine, had been reduced to prisoners, yet they still haven't figured out what happened.

Especially at the forefront, there are seven Hokkaido great monsters who have been roasted by the Lord of Amakusa to five mature and almost lost their combat power.

A completely dumbfounded look.

Didn't they come here at night?

According to the current situation...

They are the one that was attacked by night!

A foolish trick will let people give me a second!

anyway......

In Tokyo, why is there such a monster that is so powerful that it can be called against the sky?

Where are the big monsters in the intelligence?

And what made the seven big demon even more puzzled.

In the end, it was a human being who rescued them from this murderous great demon...

Where is this human being?

Looking at the demons sitting on the ground, Bai Mujun smiled and introduced himself.

"Shimo Shiraki Shun, a priest at Tenji Shrine."

"Actually, I am actually asking you to come over today because I have something to ask you for advice."

"Please cooperate well, everyone."

"If it's not a last resort, I don't want to use any extreme methods..."

Although he has clear eyes and a smile on his face.

But in the eyes of the demons, there is a feeling that makes the demons shudder.

Bai Mujun continued to talk down.

"As for the specific method, please sit on this seat and say the word "resign"."

"Then, let's start with your Excellency."

He stretched out his hand and motioned to Yin Moruo ghost to take his seat.

The Lord of Amakusa immediately flicked his tail, and placed the ghost on the seat.

Humiliation appeared on the face of Yin Moro that was swaying wantonly as a toy, and lights almost burst out of his eyes.

As a big demon, when has it been thrown around so facelessly?

Are you kidding me?

The big demon has dignity!

The old-fashioned eyes suddenly widened, it looked at the opposite Bai Mujun, resentful.

"Humans, don't underestimate the will of Hokkaido monsters!"

"No matter how you insult me, torture me, or torture me, you never want to get some news from my mouth—"

The voice did not fall.

The ghost of Yin Moruo suddenly saw a silvery palm, and gently pushed forward towards it.

boom!

The gentle and bright silver light illuminates the night of the shrine.

It also illuminates the horrified eyes of the demons.

In the dull eyes one after another.

Under the palm of this palm, the Yin Moro ghost, cultivated for two thousand five hundred years, has undergone a qualitative change.

It turned into a cloud of fly ash, and it fell down.

The demons stared at this scene in a daze.

Didn’t you say, ask?

How do you ask if you slapped it to death?

In the next instant, the residue that was about to fall to the ground suddenly seemed to be swept by a violent wind, and once again gathered together.

The sweaty Yin Moro ghost reappeared on the seat.

He was breathing heavily in his mouth, and his eyes were filled with fear when he raised his head to look at Bai Mujun.

The feeling of death just now is very real.

It almost smelled the rotten stench from Huangquan.

You can't go wrong.

It really died just now!

Moreover, the intensity of the palm just now, even in his heyday state, absolutely can't stop it!

This human being might be more terrifying than that monster!

but......

The big demon also has such a little dignity...

Yin Moruo ghost gritted his teeth and said very stubbornly.

"I, I still don't say--"

It's just that the tone of speaking this time is a bit weaker.

boom.

The scene reappears.

The unremarkable palm shot once again made him realize what it is not to be forced.

It didn't take long for the ghost of Yin Moruo to return to its original state again.

The expression on his face was almost crazy.

It was hysterical.

"Don't go too far, humans—"

boom.

"me......"

boom.

"recognize--"

boom.

Next second.

The Yin Moro ghost, who has not known how many times he has recovered, is completely numb.

Looking at Shiraki Jun's eyes, he was crying without tears.

He obviously had to say that he had surrendered.

Why do you still have to do it?

Shouldn't ask questions or something, it's just a cover.

This human being, in fact, just wants to practice his hands, right?

At this time, Shiraki Jun shook his hand, and nodded apologetically to Yin Moruo Gui: "Sorry, it went smoothly."

"What did you just want to say?"

"I surrender!"

Yin Moruo ghost seized the opportunity, and Hikari roared out this sentence.

The next moment.

Mist rose above the tabletop.

Yin Moruo ghost fell to the ground in response.

......

With the correct demonstration of Yin Moruo ghost before.

For the remaining Hokkaido monsters, the efficiency of inquiries was significantly improved.

As soon as I sat on the chair, I said with a snot and tears, "Anyway, I regret it very much", and then gave up again.

The combo is very skilled.

Among them, for those vicious monsters, after watching the Four Souls, Bai Mujun was easily eliminated.

But until now.

He did not get the information he wanted.

It seems that the great monsters in Hokkaido don't know anything about the monsters who have returned from Huangquan.

As the interrogation proceeded, the last otter demon also came to the seat.

It glanced at the expressionless frog monster behind Bai Mujun.

In my mind, the previous scene emerged involuntarily.

From acquaintance.

To the mutual sympathy.

Then the other party's suddenly disappeared.

The demon otter looked at the demon frog's expression, suddenly a bit resentful.

So, love will disappear, right?

"You are the demon otter, right?" Bai Mujun asked~www.NovelMTL.com~ The demon otter shivered and looked up at Bai Mujun tremblingly.

"Little demon is..."

Bai Mujun comforted softly.

"Don't be nervous, if you don't have any problems, you can continue to return to your daily life."

The otter demon nodded helplessly, and said in a high-pitched voice: "I admit defeat..."

The four lights gleamed with different colors, hovering and flying out of it.

Shiraki Jun carefully read it.

After reading it, she couldn't help frowning slightly.

The four souls of the otter monster look no different from the four souls of other monsters.

But there is a small section of it, something unusual.

Whenever Bai Mujun browsed here, there was a silent darkness.

There is no sound.

There is no picture.

Everything is like pressing the pause button.

And the time corresponding to this small piece of four souls...

It happened to be the time when the otter demon died in the mouth of the frog demon.

This is where Bai Mujun's doubts are.

Logically speaking, the four souls are substances that make up the ‘spirit’ of living beings.

As long as the creature is still alive, it is impossible not to leave a trace in the four souls.

Even when the creature dies, the four souls will immediately disperse.

There will be no such dark four souls.

Then, how did these four souls come from?

Shiraki Jun thought.

An idea suddenly popped up in my mind.

Unless, this section of the four souls is not the four souls of the otter demon.

It was deliberately filled in to maintain the integrity of the ‘spirit’.

If this is true...

Doesn't that mean that the four souls of the Otter Demon have been modified?

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