Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

"Something scary happened."

Kirino pulled down a section of the blinds of the cheap hotel and looked outside through the gap. Although he said, "Something scary has happened," his expression was calm.

He was still far away from the riots in the city center, and he quickly loosened his hand, allowing the curtains to continue blocking his view and the sunlight.

He returned to the small table against the wall and used a knife and fork to plug the lid and the rim of the instant noodles. This did not completely stop the evaporation of heat. In the tiny gaps on both sides, white mist with warmth continued to emerge, and the heat slipped away from it.

But even so, Kirino didn't care about this kind of thing, and the instant noodles were cooked even so.

He sat on a small chair, took away the knife and fork, put down the instant noodles lid, and tore it open completely along the remaining part. Then he picked up the instant noodles with a plastic fork, blew on it slightly, and put the white noodles into his mouth.

He prefers to eat instant noodles that are a little more cooked, so the hardness is a bit too much for him. After eating a mouthful of noodles, he quickly inserted a second fork and put it into his mouth to chew.

He held the edge of the instant noodle cup with both hands and lifted it slightly, letting the red soup roll into his mouth. In order to avoid getting scalded, he sipped it in small sips. The taste of the seasoning packet blended perfectly into the boiling water.

The flames have not yet gone out, and more innocent people will be swallowed up by the flames. He doesn't know if Xia Long is careless, but two months is enough time for this group of cunning and crafty demons to build something good enough to make people uneasy in Japan.

They also want to accomplish things that they have not succeeded in before.

"The devil disguised as an 'angel' will gather his followers and make ignorant and fickle humans follow him. The giant of light, Tiga, will retreat and die miserably in front of the smiling devil with his wings spread and blade wielded..."

"I don't like demons, but I also don't like humans, so I won't do anything. If you can win, change your fate and see."

Fate is not immutable, there is no fixed and eternal fate in the world, Kirino thought.

The only thing that is certain is what has already happened; the past cannot be changed.

In his eyes, the future Tiga's eyes lost their luster, the giant's figure fell to the ground, and behind him was a smiling black devil.

Having said that, Kirino felt a little upset again.

The cheap hotel was not clean. There were uncleaned shoe prints on the wall under his table, and dirty marks and stains could be seen everywhere on the higher walls.

The only things that could be considered clean and tidy were the table and the bed where Kirino had slept, and even then, it was only clean on the surface.

After Kirino finished the instant noodles, he drank a few mouthfuls of soup, then threw the lid into the trash can first, and then grabbed the instant noodles with a plastic fork inside with both hands to prevent the soup from spilling out and put it into the trash can.

After doing all this, he went to the small bathroom to wash his hands, wiped them with a towel, and then put on the coat he had placed on the bed.

After getting dressed, Kirino prepared to leave the room, but when he was about to grab the door handle, he stopped, walked out again, and looked in the mirror.

The face in the mirror was fairly neat and tidy. He wore black-framed glasses and had a scholarly temperament. His eyes looked a little tired, yet very gentle. His hair was not long and looked very comfortable.

He walked downstairs with a thud, and when he passed the front desk, he saw the receptionist drinking coffee leisurely. He walked out without attracting any attention, and as he walked out, he could still hear the receptionist complaining.

[It's so boring. I wish I could go out on a date earlier. ]

Kirino opened the door expressionlessly and walked out of the hotel. Without turning his head, he knew that the lady at the counter did not open her mouth to speak.

In the sky, the Victory Swallow flew across the sky. He looked up and through telepathy, he knew that the people on it were called Tetsuo Shinjo and Daigu.

......

"If I could, I would really like to take out your heart, cut off your head, chop off your limbs, and hang your empty body in the sky."

A fierce female voice sounded in an unfamiliar space. It was an unfamiliar space, dark, mixed with mineral-like white light.

The object of this threatening tortured language said nothing.

Xia Long said nothing, but turned his pupils towards the person who made the sound, and stared at him silently with his pupils. The feeling contained in his pupils was almost creepy.

The female voice paused for a moment before sneering.

"Go on. I want to see how long you can hold on. We will decay your seemingly solid body and clean up the filth with fire. This is our only kindness to you, a lowly life with a belly full of black mud."

Xia Long's pupils seemed to reveal another look, one that was emitting rainbow light. Because it was too bright and dense, it was frightening. It was a color in nature that warned people not to approach.

He was in a place similar to crystal at this time. He was trapped in a transparent white shell, and he said nothing. He just silently looked around in the small space with a disturbing gaze.

There were many people in the darkness around, and someone said coldly;

"No need to say so much, Uriel. He is not an easy guy to deal with. Let him stay. When the gate comes, all those who disobey will disappear in the darkness."

The owner of the pupil reacted for the first time. He raised the corners of his mouth, but it was obviously not a smile of blessing. On the contrary, there was no smile more mocking and sarcastic than that.

No one knew what he said silently, but the darkness around them suddenly fluctuated. A turbulent emotion made them cast angry glances at the person sealed in the white crystal shell, as if they wanted to jump up and tear him into pieces on the spot.

"I hope your bones can stay this hard." The second speaker said coldly, "Don't let any sound leak out of your mouth when you break them inch by inch."

The man gave them a twisted smile.

Someone whispered;

"somebody is coming."

"people?"

The second person who spoke repeated it in surprise, and then said in a tone that was obviously similar to impatience, "Kill him if he is a human."

"He doesn't seem to be a normal human being..." the man said;

The Kirieloid man frowned as he had no spare energy to seal Xia Long.

.

The building where everyone had fled was almost empty. Jinglong determined the location based on the pillar of white light and the fact that this was the only building that was surrounded. However, he had a headache because he obviously couldn't get in the normal way.

"is it here?"

Jinglong muttered to himself, looking up at the ordinary-looking building with a golden spiral antenna on the roof, with a trace of worry between his brows; "There is indeed a trace of evil, but I always feel that it is too rare, and in such a public place, it should not be a good choice for the demons."

But more importantly, he saw the man of light, the man who turned into a giant, now wearing the uniform of the so-called "Victory Team" and communicating with the police around the cordon.

After thinking for a moment, Jinglong walked slowly towards the direction of the man of light.

The sky darkened without anyone noticing, and shadows quickly covered the earth. The Man of Light was about to open the guard and go in.

The angel appeared again in the dark sky, this time not far away, with its hood facing here.

The huge angel was more than twice as big as it was at the beginning. At the same time, he raised his head, and the empty face under the hood uttered one majestic voice after another that rang in the air.

"Many people do not worship true angels. Instead, they believe in true demons - giants. Tiga is a demon."

Jinglong saw the Man of Light loosen his cordon as if he had been electrocuted, and slowly stood up.

"God Kyrielod is very unhappy about this matter. Therefore, the sacred flame will burn more places. All this is caused by people's impure faith. Now, the place where the flame is burning is right here!"

The sky became visibly darker, dark clouds appeared at some point, blocking the sun. The shadow of the angel slowly disappeared again, and this time, the man of light suddenly ran, taking two steps at a time, just like the man in the same uniform next to him.

"Everyone leave here and prepare to take shelter."

Even the police seemed to be frightened by the sound, which seemed more serious. They shouted hurriedly and then hurriedly took the already scarce police force and almost flew away.

Jinglong didn't know what to feel, so he could only remain silent.

The people around him quickly dispersed, Jinglong pushed aside the cordon and walked into the building.

He unzipped his jacket, slowly took out a modern imitation knife, held it in one hand, and walked steadily into the main entrance hall.

——The evil spirit suddenly became stronger.

Jinglong was not used to taking the elevator, and now was not the time to take the elevator. He would be doomed if it stopped halfway.

He walked quickly towards the stairs to go up to the second floor, but when he was almost close to the stairs, the chandelier on the ceiling suddenly fell down, crashing and about to hit Jinglong on the head.

A flash of silver light appeared.

The chandelier was cut in half with an imitation knife.

"Since you've already appeared, you might as well show up. If you hide your head and show your tail, you will only be looked down upon."

"Get away, don't come near here."

Jinglong's body stopped and he turned around suddenly. The moment he turned around, the house seemed to have turned into a magical realm. The light suddenly dimmed, as if the light itself was swallowed up in an instant.

The world outside the main entrance seemed to suddenly turn into a cloudy day covered by bitter wind and rain. The light in the entire hall lost its color, and in the dark night, seven or eight blue shadows emerged.

It seemed as if a barrier suddenly opened up and I entered a different world.

"——That's true, but it seems like you don't want me to leave." Nishikida Kojuro Jinglong said calmly.

One of the blue shadows raised his hand and released a fireball. At lightning speed, Jinglong swung his sword fiercely. A sharp scream appeared in his ears. The flames split into two halves and flew towards Jinglong's sides. They exploded on the wall, blowing a big hole in the wall and charring the edges.

Of the sword in his hand, only about ten inches of the hilt remained, and the entire sword had disappeared.

At this point, Jinglong suddenly calmed down. He slowly began to unbutton the bag on his back, unzipped it, and took out his real sword.

"It's really incomprehensible. If a remnant soul who survived by chance had not approached us, he would have had a chance to linger on, but now he is here to die."

One of the blue shadows said sarcastically that he saw through Jinglong's true nature.

"It would be better if you just stayed out of other people's business!"

"That's wrong—"

Jinglong retorted, but his tone was not anxious at all.

"What--?"

As if attracted by the swordsman's calm demeanor, the blue shadow asked a question.

"You are born as demons by fate. It is also fate that people in the world indulge in killing all day long. It is also fate that I kill evil spirits."

"Extremely arrogant!"

Someone seemed to be irritated and snapped;

"I'm so sorry. You've been worshipped in the temple for so many years, but now I still want to use you to commit murder."

Jinglong said almost apologetically as he completely unzipped his pants, then grabbed the handle of the knife and pulled it out.

The moment it was pulled out, a faint sound appeared in the air.

There are no mosquitoes here, and it is not the season for cicadas, so the chirping sounds are almost unpredictable.

And it was not a sound of dissatisfaction or anger at all. On the contrary, it was a sound that carried a hint of high expectation.

"Humph!"

Someone snorted coldly, waved his hand again and threw a bigger fireball.

The blade passed through the fireball and cut him off without any hindrance.

The swordsman gripped his sword tightly, opened his heart, and took a step forward towards the blue shadows.

The blue shadows were stunned by this incredible thing, but then they roared in anger and rushed forward, but were covered by a louder roar, and the voice shouted angrily.

"Katori Shinto-ryu

Nishikida Kojuro Jinglong

See you! "