An infinite journey that begins at Hogwarts

;In an underground fortress in Tokyo, every staff member coming and going here has a solemn expression. The war command room has been activated, and everyone is facing the glorious building displayed on the central screen as if facing a formidable enemy. God's creation.

It is one thousand meters high and 700 meters wide. At the same time, the colorful lines on it are as clear as stars in the night-like snowstorm. Even from the coast one or two kilometers away, this majestic creation can be clearly seen. .

What kind of technology is this? The weapons experts looked obsessed. Apart from being created by God, they could not imagine any other description.

"Baga, I want to know what that thing is. Is it an ancient ruin or an alien weapon projected to the earth?"

Prime Minister Uemori's thin chest roared as if a tiger lived there.

The Umori family's tiger is one of the prime minister's nicknames, which refers to the prime minister's ferocity when facing political opponents and subordinates, and chooses and devours people.

The prime minister's chief military adviser suggested: "Do we need to send military aircraft to investigate?"

"You guys are a waste of taxpayers' money. You don't have any specific information about the enemy. How can we investigate this kind of divine creation? Do we have to risk angering a civilization that is many times more advanced than us to investigate?"

"But the superior government has ordered us to serve as an advance reconnaissance force." The chief military adviser said softly.

Upon hearing the word "Shangguo", the Prime Minister immediately transformed from a tiger to a sick cat. The "Sick Cat of Neon Country" was the nickname given to the Prime Minister by the voters.

After a moment of silence, the Prime Minister said.

"Since it is the will of the State, then you can give the order."

"I'll do it," the chief military adviser said sadly and indignantly. He understood what the prime minister meant. Once a problem occurred, he would have no choice but to apologize. This was a traditional art in neon politics.

Just when he was hesitating whether to smash the stack of documents in his hand into the Prime Minister's face, all the screens in the underground fortress were distorted crazily. The picture of Tokyo Bay disappeared, and green streaks appeared on the black screen. The data stream passed by like garbled characters.

"What's going on?" the Prime Minister said in horror. This military fortress located three kilometers underground should be the safest place in Tokyo now. Has the enemy already invaded here?

Before the subordinates could reply, the next moment all the mechanical instruments in the room were truly distorted, and each mechanical part seemed to be activated, forming the appearance of a perfect woman.

She said calmly, "You are terminated."

Half an hour later, the Japan Meteorological Agency issued an emergency news to the whole country, "An unprecedented meteorological disaster is about to sweep through Neon, including possible earthquakes, tsunamis, and blizzards. Citizens are requested to stay at home, lock the doors and windows, and wait for the disaster to pass. .”

As for why locking the doors and windows can help the disaster pass, it is probably because the disaster cannot be seen by me, so I cannot encounter it. After all, this is a traditional performance of the government, and the people have long been accustomed to it.

Cedric walked towards Sensoji Temple while observing Tokyo now.

The meteorological disasters caused by Susanoo have intensified the dark side of human beings that were already infested with ghosts. Cedric estimates that the dark side of human beings gathered in the Hyakki Night Parade is enough now.

There was only enough leyline energy left before it could actually be activated, so Cedric decided to continue to help Him.

Within half an hour, five centimeters of snow had accumulated on the ground. After the supermarkets were sold out, the originally bustling streets became silent. Even though it was daytime, the thick, ink-like dark clouds were like an army driven by ghosts and gods. The sky above Tokyo is so tightly covered that not even a bit of sunlight can get in.

The demons who were originally causing trouble became polite and polite. They were like gentlemen, waiting for the real banquet to begin.

Before Cedric walked to Sensoji Temple, the two statues of Feng Lei glared at each other. The sound of chanting came from the temple, and the surroundings were filled with ghosts. It was obvious that the monks had chosen to close the gate tightly, waiting for the final winner to appear.

But this time I can’t let you sit back and watch the fight between tigers and tigers. You are the beginning of everything.

"Along the shore, cut through the clouds

The twin suns sink into the lake

long shadows fall

Right there in Carcosa”

Cedric chanted the praises of the gods in the wind and snow, and his voice drifted into the temple with the wind and snow, blending into the holy Zen music.

"Along the shore, cut through the clouds

The twin suns sink into the lake

long shadows fall

Right there in Carcosa”

As the core of the monks, Zhishu was sitting in the Guanyin Hall. He and the other monks were chanting the Avalokitesvara Heart Sutra in a low voice. Suddenly, paragraphs of beautiful poem-like words came out of Zhishu's mouth.

The monk next to him gave Zhishu a careful nudge.

For monks, reciting poems and composing poems is an elegant and indispensable thing, but writing poems under such circumstances is no different from blasphemy.

However, given Zhishu's status, the prison should probably turn a blind eye.

Then he couldn't help but listen to Zhishu's new poems, which became more and more pleasant to his ears. He seemed to have fallen into some kind of Zen state, and he couldn't help but start reciting them.

The first monk was infected, like a falling domino, and the Zen sound in the entire Guanyin Hall was distorted and blasphemed.

Poems praising the King in Yellow spread like a virus throughout Sensoji Temple.

For the great King in Yellow, there is no food more delicious than the devotees of other gods.

The fall of one saint is the result of a hundred souls full of sin. This is the famous saying of the devils in hell.

Of course, the King in Yellow, who is only one step away from the seventh step, will not give up on the step that has been delivered to him.

The clay Buddha statue gradually became distorted.

Yellow clothes, wooden frame, red eyes, and black stars that never fall.

"For the King in Yellow, the Lord of the Endless Deep Sky and the Sea of ​​Stars, the Nameless One, I offer my faith that the Black Star will never fall."

Zhishu no longer had the compassion and calmness he had before. He was like a demon, with layers of black mud pouring out of his pores, constantly eroding the surrounding monks. He roared feverishly, like a demon that had just been liberated from hell.

"Zhishu"

Behind Ikkyu, a statue of the Buddha with angry eyes reaching a thousand feet appeared. After connecting with the large formation of the Earth Altar of Sensoji Temple, even the first person in Onmyodo like Abe Seimei did not dare to face the Buddha's anger.

However, he could only protect the remaining monks at this time. Opposite him was Zhishu, who was like a demon hindering Buddha's enlightenment. The same majestic statue stood behind him, dressed in yellow, a black star that never fell, and endless of madness.

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