I Raised a God in Tokyo

"It's rare for this demon to appear in front of humans. Of course, we have to kill them all!"

This bastard!

The Yamato Police Department scolded inwardly, but then it felt like a heavy stone was being pressed against his chest, and it became extremely difficult to even breathe a little air.

There was a weak feeling of powerlessness in his limbs, and the next moment, he fell to his knees, breathing hard.

The mahjong demon clapped his hands in satisfaction.

"It seems that the miasma you inhaled has reached the limit."

"Why, aren't you going to give it to me? Maybe if you're in a good mood, you might be spared!"

It bent down and grabbed the tie of the Yamato Police Department, and said fiercely.

"I'll ask you one last time, where is that purple bug—"

call out!

In an instant, a majestic silver light roared like a hurricane, easily piercing the miasma in the hall.

The turbulent airflow chased the gloomy miasma, and in a few breaths, it became clear.

Nani?

The mahjong demon was shocked, and subconsciously loosened the tie of the Yamato Police Department.

"cough, cough, huh"

Yamato Police Department blushed, but his breath gradually calmed down.

Even Kajida Ang, who fell to the ground, slowly returned to normal.

Seeing this scene, the mahjong demon's heart trembled.

Something is wrong!

Miasma, cracked!

It turned back subconsciously and looked in the direction where the silver light swept.

A handsome figure in a neon high school uniform stood behind it at some point, looking at it curiously.

"Your Excellency, is it an accomplice of the Thousand Foot Demon?"

Humanity?

How do you get close to yourself?

Why didn't this demon notice at all?

The mahjong demon was sluggishly petrified in place.

Danger! !! !!

Shiraiki Jun observed the monster suddenly sluggish in front of him.

Purple bug, is that the thousand-footed demon you're talking about?

Are you here to avenge the thousand-footed demon?

But this monster, the monster power in its body is only [-] points, which is worse than the thousand-footed monster.

Isn't this here to give away human heads, demon heads?

Bai Mujun retracted his gaze a little unbearably.

If you really want to come, please be careful.

There is a feeling of being underestimated.

"You got rid of the thousand feet?" The mahjong demon snapped back to his senses and looked at Bai Mujun with fear.

"According to your description, it should be down." Baimu Jun nodded.

He raised his palm and asked bluntly, "Do you have any last words?"

There is nothing to talk about with this little weak chicken with only [-] points of demon power in his body.

"Wait, wait!" Aware of Bai Mujun's intention, the mahjong demon's green face turned pale, and it shouted in shock.

"I-I know a lot!"

"Oh? Your Excellency, do you want to give information in exchange for leniency?" Bai Mujun lowered his palm slightly and frowned.

"No, this demon has only one request." The mahjong demon gritted his teeth.

"Play cards with this demon."

play cards?

Bai Mujun was startled.

"If you win, this demon promises to tell you what you want to know!" The mahjong demon looked at Bai Mujun provocatively as if he had enough confidence.

It's so easy to get close to yourself, get rid of your own miasma, and save those who are eroded by the miasma.

It's heartless.

"How, do you dare to agree!"

"Okay." Bai Mujun nodded.

The mahjong demon was ecstatic.

He said yes!

He doesn't know the power of his Divine Artifact!

Owning your own Shinto device is an absolutely fair game of betting on your soul!

Although there is no cheating in the game

But as long as both parties accept the concept of the game, all damage to the players on both sides will be nullified!

As long as you agree to your invitation to play, you will be invincible!

The word "[-]" on the face of the mahjong demon slightly curved, as if he was sneering.

Next, use his best mahjong to defeat this arrogant priest and win his soul.

It spit out.

A black half-person high square table, with a rotten smell, smashed in front of several people.

"Then, please take a seat." The mahjong demon said solemnly.

"You don't need to be seated." Bai Mujun smiled.

A silvery palm was lifted slowly, illuminating the twisted face of the mahjong demon.

"Yawa Police Department, please close your eyes."

"I'm going to start exterminating demons."

"Wait! Isn't it good to play cards!" Facing the silver light, the mahjong demon hissed and screamed.

The match has been established!

Why is this human being able to do it himself?

This unscientific!

what?

Bai Mujun looked at the mahjong demon with slightly puzzled eyes.

"Have you misunderstood something?"

"You, aren't you just a card?"

Chapter 74 has been unlocked

Why do you just do it when your own body is a card?

Is it discriminating against demons--

The Mahjong Demon didn't react until Bai Mujun slapped it on the face.

But with a flash of silver light surging in front of him, he stopped thinking.

Looking at the body in front of him that instantly turned into powder and dissipated.

Baimu Jun retracted his hand in satisfaction.

Well, with the improvement of his strength, his control of the New Moon Palm has become more and more proficient.

The first crescent palm will consume about [-] mana points.

Now, the mana consumed can be controlled within [-] points.

In other words, you are more durable.

Moreover, the Crescent Palm, which consumes [-] mana points, and the Crescent Palm, which consumes [-] mana points, can't see any difference in effect.

For now, it's still a spike.

But Bai Mujun is also very clear.

No matter what the mana cost is, it doesn't make any sense if you can't hit the opponent.

Although his own crescent palm is also considered an AOE, it still has limitations in direction.

If there are multiple youkai coming from multiple directions at the same time, even Shiragi Jun will be in a hurry.

Unless, the crescent palm can be shot in multiple directions at the same time

"Cough, cough," the Yamato Police Department behind him opened his eyes, propped his hands on the floor, and barely stood up.

He first looked around and was surprised to see no trace of the monster.

He quickly checked the condition of Kajida Ang, who was lying beside him.

He rushed into the hall again and looked at the fainted police officers.

After confirming that he was only in a coma for a while and that there was no serious problem, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned to look at Bai Mujun with a grateful expression on his face.