The Supernatural Daily Life of the Substitute Messenger

Iwahara Asaichi raised his hand and touched Mo Kena's small head. Mo Kena looked very happy, with a pair of wobbly bunny ears, and then he looked at the battlefield in front of Heiyi, facing the She asked the question again with certainty.

"Of course, the truth that caused me to lose my memory and weight is there. How could I sit at home indifferently and wait for your news from Iwahara-kun? Don't worry, I have weapons to prepare for battle."

Zhanyuan Heiyi's blue eyes were full of firm color. She nodded forcefully at Iwahara, and after raising her hand at Iwahara, the gap between her originally empty fingers There are several more stationery enough to be used as a murder weapon.

"Don't worry, Mo Ke Na will protect her! But can Mo Ke Na have another glass of wine when you come back at night?"

Mokona volunteered to protect the original Heiyi of the battlefield, but in the next sentence, he revealed his purpose. Even at this time, he was still using the bottle of wine brewed by the monster.

"Well, if you're doing well."

Iwahara raised his eyebrows shallowly, and said this to Makona.

Anyway, he went home at night, and he didn't need to stay up all night in the wish shop to take care of them. Even if Makona was drunk at night, it had nothing to do with him Iwahara Asaichi.

After getting the permission of Iwahara Asaichi, Mokona was instantly full of energy, and the whole person seemed to be on fire, and began to lead the way for Iwahara Asahi, guiding them to the location of Zhanyuan's mother.

Battlefield Kuroi silently followed behind Iwahara Asaichi. She was amazed at Mokona, a creature that could speak human words and did not seem to be a species in nature, but she had no deterrence when she saw Mokona. The power is simply the cute appearance and thin body of the cute thing, and the original Heiyi of the battlefield does not believe that it can protect himself.

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Chapter 56 The Crazy Festival of the Cultists

Following Mocona's guidance, Iwahara Asaichi and Sadohara Kuroyi came to an abandoned factory. Under the cover of night, bright red candles flickered in the depressing abandoned factory. The blinking eyes of living creatures are normal.

"Is this inside? There is indeed a hidden place."

Iwahara Asaichi leaned his body in front of a window of the abandoned factory, and peered into the interior of the abandoned factory through the broken window.

In the abandoned factory, people in black robes are kneeling on the ground, kneeling reverently towards a twisted cross in the center of the abandoned factory, and a candle is lit in front of everyone, the bright candlelight As if there was a layer of blood on their black robes, the shadows of the cultists swayed with the airflow under the reflection of the candlelight. They didn't look like human shadows, but like some indescribable foreign objects. Twisted Shadow.

Asaichi Iwahara cast his gaze on the twisted cross on which the cultists were kneeling, and the moment his sight touched the twisted cross, the twisted cross in his eyes became more and more twisted, as if some kind of living alien life was waving its tentacles recklessly. Like the end of the cross, and swung in the direction of Iwahara Asaichi and attacked.

Iwahara became alert for a moment, and was ready to fight, but in the next moment he recovered from that strange hallucination, and once again stared at the twisted cross, and he was mentally prepared. Iwahara Asaiichi was no longer affected by the hallucination just now.

"Is something wrong?"

Sadohara Kuroi leaned beside Iwahara Asaichi, and after seeing the slight change in Iwahara Asaichi's expression, he suddenly asked him in a low voice in doubt.

Zhanbahara Heiyi also looked at the environment in the abandoned factory just now, and saw the black-robed cultists kneeling on the ground, as well as the twisted cross that was worshipped in the center of the abandoned factory, but it was affected for a moment. Unlike Asaichi Iwahara, she looked completely unaffected by the hallucinations.

Standing on the shoulders of Zhanyuan Heiyi, Moke proudly crossed his hips at Iwahara, and it seemed that Zhanyuan Heiyi was not affected by the hallucination because it was helping.

"No, it's nothing, let's observe what they are doing before we decide whether to sneak in or not."

Iwahara Asa nodded to Zakuhara Kuroki and Makona, and after saying this in a low voice, he leaned over to the window again and peeped at the scene in the abandoned factory.

This time, he directly summoned the Platinum Star. The Platinum Star floated in front of the window, relying on that powerful observation ability to observe everything in the abandoned factory.

The black-robed cultists under the light of candlelight trembled slightly, as if they were silently praying for something, but although Iwahara Asaichi could clearly see the trembling of their lips through the Platinum Star, he did not understand the language of lips. Asaichi Iwahara couldn't decipher what they were praying for and what they were praying to.

Just like this, an hour passed, the expression on the face of Zhanyuan Heiyi was as cold as ice, and Iwahara Asaichi also frowned slightly, just when they thought that these cultists would continue to carry on here. While praying and doing nothing else, things finally took a turn.

Different from other cultists, the black robe on his body is inlaid with a red oval, and in the center of the oval is a circle that resembles a ghost fire. The cultist with the combination of eye-like symbols stood up, he In his hands, he was holding a group of wooden boards padded with red cloth, and on that wooden board lay quietly one after another of transparent beads.

The black-robed man who seemed to be the leader, or at least a cadre, walked to the kneeling cultists one after another, and threw the transparent beads on the wooden board into the palms of the cultists below. The balls were distributed quickly. The red-eyed black-robed man put down the red cloth board and stood in front of the twisted cross. Facing all the cultists, he stretched out his arms and said something inexplicable.

Along with the chant of the red-eyed black-robed man, the bodies of the cultists who were distributed to the transparent beads began to tremble violently, and gradually bursts of black smoke filled their bodies. As if it was completely absorbed, the faint light of the candle could not even illuminate the slightest trace of the black smoke, instead it was swallowed up by all the light.

The other cultists were still kneeling in the same place as silently as before, as if they didn't see the abnormality of their companions at this time, and didn't notice the strange cool and dark fog that filled their body.

"Oh! That strange guy is transforming the evil spirits sealed in the transparent balls into pure death energy and injecting them into other people's bodies. If this goes on, they will become undead like zombies. We shouldn't now. Do something?"

Mo Kena, who was standing on the shoulders of the original Heiyi in the battlefield, saw the dead aura that filled the abandoned factory, and immediately saw what the red-eyed black-robed man was doing, and his eyes suddenly widened. Staring at Iwahara Asaichi with wide eyes without blinking, Iwahara Asahi felt a little disgusted for a while.

"Mocona, protect the battlefield!"

After exhorting Mokona, Iwahara Asaichi manipulated the Platinum Star to punch the wall next to the broken window, directly smashing a hole in the wall that was big enough for him to pass through. In addition, the Ryuya, which was made of broken glass and shards of the wall, was deliberately avoided from the body of the battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, Iwahara Asaichi sprinted directly into the abandoned factory filled with black smoke. Although the thick black smoke blocked his vision, with the help of Platinum Star's insight and spiritual glasses, Iwahara Asaichi's The eyes are as bright as day.

He rushed to his target with great speed, and then Platinum Star raised his fist.

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Chapter Push: Global Rebirth

2019年12月12日11点23分，末日降临，几乎毁灭了一切。

On October 2039, 10, mankind encountered the "greatest crisis in history". "Humanity's Last Shield" An Cheng faced the enemy alone and never took a step back until his death, winning a precious respite and the dawn of victory for mankind.

On the night of the hero's fall, the world is full of elements.

2039年10月12日11点23分，带着对英雄的怀念和最黑暗年代的记忆，全球人类回到了20年前！

This is the story of a race that saves heroes, faces doomsday, and changes their destiny before the greatest crisis.

Chapter 57 Real injuries are not afraid!

After smashing the wall, Iwahara Asaichi crossed the cultists who were kneeling on the ground as roadblocks at his fastest speed, swept past the red-eyed black-robed man like a gust of wind, and came to the twisted road. front of the cross.

"Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola!!!"

Platinum Star raised his fists, his fists turned into afterimages and fell on the twisted cross erected in the center of the abandoned factory, but every time his fists landed on the surface of the twisted cross. , there is an inexplicable and strange force that disperses the strength carried by the platinum star's fist, making the twisted cross stand still in the platinum star's Ola offensive... With a somewhat familiar Way.

That's right, it's like the black evil spirit that Iwahara Asaichi killed before trying to occupy Nishinomiya Glass's body.