I'm a God of Evil in Tokyo

"This is not her power, she is borrowing the power that belongs to the gods in the name of the favored one."

Baige, who knew everything about Asoyou himself, instantly judged that the source of the existence of this pure land was none other than Baige's divine personality.

While using the favored person as the medium of transformation, the power of belief that has been accumulated in Baige's body for a long time has finally begun to exert its effect.

The belief of all beings in the gods is eventually used by the gods to give back, and the continuous power of faith is guided by Aso Yu's sacrificial dance.

The power of faith infects everything around, and the peerless pure land displayed is like a simplified version of the divine kingdom on earth, where evil spirits cannot invade and all dharmas cannot be touched.

Baige could perceive the personality of the gods that he could hardly influence, and unexpectedly had a weak feedback under Aso You's sacrificial dance.

Using the brilliance of divinity as the medium, the Bai Pavilion at this time is like a real god blessing this devout witch.

"This is the real God's favored one?"

Bai Ge was thoughtful.

The ability shown by Asoyou's sacrificial dance really surprised him, which made Baige faintly see the embryonic form of a road.

Compared with Baige's astonishment, Keigo Kawashima's face, which faintly reveals the meaning of decay, is full of anger and fear.

The enveloping darkness and defending against unknown creatures consumed most of his army of elite dead souls, and then building altars and strengthening the hand of soul devouring almost consumed his savings of ordinary dead souls for more than two years.

After spending such a huge price, he failed to cause the slightest damage to the strange witch who suddenly appeared in front of him.

He has never encountered such a situation since he became a second-order transcendent in the Tokyo area.

Even if there are more and more second-order transcendents pouring into the Tokyo area in the past month, they can be regarded as pioneers on the path of transcendence, top powerhouses with names and surnames in the Japanese extraordinary world, and ordinary second-order transcendents dare to touch him Mildew.

Kawashima Keigo originally thought that he could advance to the third level with his current advantages, but just tonight, his strong self-confidence and sense of superiority were completely defeated by the unknown priestess in front of him.

Seeing the rapidly melting soul-devouring hand and the dead girl whose soul body was about to burn out on the altar, Keigo Kawashima gritted his teeth, and cut the palm of his hand with the sharp nail on his index finger.

The rolled bright red flesh and dripping blood exuded a sense of decay. Keigo Kawashima used his nails as a pen to engrave an unfinished text on his left hand.

Taking a deep look at the ever-expanding pure land between the light movements of the lotus steps, Keigo Kawashima's bloodshot eyes shone with strong unwillingness.

"go!"

While speaking, the altar under the feet of the girl's soul collapsed layer by layer, and a large number of souls revealed their original form, rushing away like a tide after Keigo Kawashima gave an order.

Souls of different shapes swept across the border, and there was a scene of howling ghosts and wolves in the surrounding wilderness, just like the ghost land of the underworld and the night walk of a hundred ghosts in the mythology.

Riding tens of thousands of dead souls, Kawashima Keigo fled in haste.

Without the support of the altar, the dead soul of the girl who stood on the altar and burned herself to illuminate the darkness slowly extinguished. The soul body that was almost solidified before was already like a phantom at this moment, and it might dissipate almost at any time.

Darkness enveloped everything again, and unknown creatures came back to this area that belonged to them.

Countless or distorted, or ferocious, or terrifying, or indescribable creatures in the darkness expressed a warm welcome to this group of dead souls who stirred up the darkness.

Every step he took seemed to be shot by unknown creatures, and a large number of dead souls were completely torn apart and merged into this dark unknown.

Keigo Kawashima, who was in the center of the dead soul, felt the disconnection in the soul every moment, and the hatred in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

These dead souls are almost his last foundation.

Except for the few remaining Saintess-level dead souls who were used to support his rank, he had already emptied all his family assets.

You must know that the previous army of thousands of elite dead souls was his main force, made of carefully selected souls. For this reason, he traveled to many third world countries and local battlefields to collect these dead souls.

The elite army of dead souls was wiped out, and the remaining souls became his last heritage.

The astonishing rate of wear and tear took away not only his background, but also his little life left.

His supernatural power Ritual can sacrifice the souls of living beings, turning them into armies of the dead.

But in the process of stripping, in order to keep the soul from disappearing unnaturally, Keigo Kawashima must use part of his own vitality to support the soul and establish a connection with the soul, so as to construct a real dead soul.

During this process, that part of the vitality will completely remain on the dead soul.

If the dead soul is absorbed into the body, it is equivalent to the return of vitality, and it will not affect him in any way.

But once such a large number of dead souls died, the ever-disappearing vitality made him move towards self-destruction first.

Keigo Kawashima, who looks old and disfigured, has lost the sharpness of the past. Looking in the cloudy eyes to the unknown place leading to the darkness ahead, it seems that there is no end in sight. The darkness is like the mouth of a giant beast in the abyss, waiting for its prey. stepped forward.

"It should be soon, it should be soon!"

Keigo Kawashima muttered in a low voice in an old and decayed voice.

"I remember that the Plutocratic Alliance spent a lot of effort to rebuild a small town here more than a year ago and use it as an extraordinary trading market.

And in order to cover up its existence, the chaebol alliance has attracted many ordinary people at the cost of various housing price discounts and factory parks.

As long as the darkness in front of me is not another space, I have every chance to touch that small town.

1 dead souls, plus my sacrifice, there is absolutely no problem in sacrificing the entire town of tens of thousands of people. "

Thinking of this, Keigo Kawashima's cloudy eyes flashed an abyss-like silence.

"Originally, I didn't intend to use this method of directly sacrificing tens of thousands of people, because it would definitely be suppressed by the government and the whole society.

But it's a matter of life and death, and it's not going to help me to continue to play by the rules. "

Stretching out his left hand tremblingly, Keigo Kawashima looked at the scratch in the palm of his hand that was dry and pale due to the continuous passage of vitality, madness emerged in his eyes.

"As long as I take advantage of the opportunity of thousands of people to sacrifice to step into the third level, and then make concessions and compromises with the authorities, who can do anything to me?"

While thinking, Keigo Kawashima suddenly felt a distorted wave.

When he concentrated his perception again, the fluctuation completely disappeared.

Just a little doubt in his heart, but the outline of the night market appearing in the darkness in front of him completely attracted his attention.

An unsightly smile appeared on the old and decayed face, and only the skin-wrapped skeleton palm was left with a weird seal.

The phantoms of several hazy young girls appeared in the body, and the power of the soul far surpassed that of ordinary dead souls injected a little vitality into his dry body.

Ignoring the unknown danger that may appear at any time in the surrounding darkness, Keigo Kawashima recited in a low voice.

"The ceremony begins!"

These words seemed to turn on a certain switch, and most of the dead souls around him poured into the night market like a tide.

Kill!

In the night market where the light was compressed to the extreme in the darkness, monotonous wailing sounds continued to be heard, and the bright red blood and killing atmosphere lingered in the whole town, infecting it into a hazy ruby.

Surrounded by the remaining thousands of undead, Keigo Kawashima opened his arms wildly, his cloudy eyes were slightly closed, and the crazy smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be enjoying such a feast.

Wearing a white robe, he stands in the darkness, and countless dead souls of different shapes under his feet make him look like a savior.

Feeling that the killing in the small town was gradually ending, Keigo Kawashima let out a maniacal laugh and shouted loudly in a dead and decadent voice.

"The unknown great existence! Accept my gift!"

While speaking, Keigo Kawashima activated his extraordinary ability.

The unexplainable and ancient will of the fluctuation transmitted from somewhere seems to be telling something to an unknown existence.

However, Keigo Kawashima was disappointed that the extraordinary ability he was proud of lost its effectiveness at this moment, and that great existence did not show the slightest response to him.

The blood sacrifice of tens of thousands of people in front of him failed to arouse the interest of that existence?

Keigo Kawashima panicked, and quickly activated his extraordinary ability again. The ancient will that was conveyed was accompanied by his chanting of an unknown extraordinary language, but it still failed to play any role.

At this moment, Keigo Kawashima realized that everything around him was not right.

Although the surroundings were still hazy and dark, and unknown fears still lingered, he didn't feel that any dead souls had disconnected from him.

The small town in front of me is hidden in the darkness, the seemingly prosperous dots of light are shining with dead colors, and the lingering killing atmosphere has a vain illusion.

Even the souls of the dead around him are as dull as poor-quality 3D modeling.

"who is it?"

Kawashima Keigo's frightened voice echoed in this dark space, but no one seemed to be able to answer him.

Chapter 65 Chapter 65 Essence

The space in front of him is all false, and Keigo Kawashima, who has lost the army of undead souls to rely on, is really limited in the means he can use.

Looking around at the emptiness and silence, Keigo Kawashima gritted his teeth and cut his index finger with his sharp nails, ready to draw the talisman with blood.

The pale flesh and blood on the index finger of the right hand turned outward, like pork that had been frozen in the refrigerator for more than a year. It lost its vitality and even the function of blood seemed to be lost.

"who are you?"

The blood talisman could not be used, and one of the few hole cards was scrapped again, and Keigo Kawashima began to panic.

Just when he thought that the person hiding in the dark would choose to quietly wait for his death until his vitality was exhausted, a burst of low footsteps echoed in the silent space.

The thick, watery darkness quickly surged with the sound of footsteps, and a figure that was almost completely merged into the darkness gradually appeared.

Wherever he reaches, the darkness full of fear and unknown is densely covered around him, as if seeing the king's subjects, lying quietly around him, without showing any supernatural aura, he is as mysterious and unknown as the king in the night.

"you are?"

Taking two steps back without any trace, Keigo Kawashima lowered his left hand naturally, and placed his index finger on the text that could be completed with only one stroke left in his palm.

Ignoring these little moves, Baige, who was in the shape of a mysterious businessman, put his hands behind his back, looked down at Keigo Kawashima in front of him, and said with great interest.

"I am very interested in you!"

Kawashima Keigo suddenly flashed a chill, a trace of fear appeared on his wrinkled old face, and subconsciously moved a few steps behind him again.

It was only then that Bai Ge realized what he had said wrongly, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Don't worry, it's not you who I'm interested in."

While speaking, Bai Ge stretched out his index finger that was wrapped in darkness, and drew an unknown rune in the air while meditating in his heart.

Kawashima Keigo only felt that a certain shackle in his body was completely released, and a series of pure white phantoms slowly emerged from his body.

The remaining life force was quickly withdrawn, and the originally surging extraordinary spirituality seemed to be suppressed, and it fell directly to the scene of the newly recovered spirituality when it just entered the first level.

Kawashima Keigo looked at the seven souls of pure white girls around him, and the old palms whose vitality had been taken away couldn't help trembling crazily.

These saint-level dead souls are his last heritage, as long as he has these super high-quality dead souls in his body, he will always have the capital to make a comeback.

But the mysterious man in front of him stripped away all his last details in an understatement.

At the same time that the Saintess-level dead soul took away a lot of his vitality, his extraordinary level, which was raised to the second level by sacrifice, also dropped rapidly, returning to the first level.