[Comprehensive Manga] Specially do logistics for elves!

With its black tail swaggering wantonly, this face monster is different from the previous ones.

If Takuya could maintain his sanity, he could see a slight difference from the black flame on the face monster's tail.

It is a pity that Takuya, who has fully awakened from the blood of the night rabbit, has completely lost his mind and has become a veritable weapon of war.

He didn't care, or at least he could only think of killing all the enemies standing in front of him, letting their warm red liquid flow out of his body until they lost their vitality.

He stepped on the ground with all his strength, and the powerful force caused the marble floor to explode. Just by jumping up, the hard ground could no longer withstand this force and collapsed.

Takuya raised the big umbrella, and smashed it down on the head of the masked monster!

Faced with a speed invisible to the naked eye, the black-faced monster actually reacted. The tail behind him stretched forward to block the umbrella, and made an inaudible crisp sound.

The black-faced monster's tail was broken, like a broken branch, hanging down weakly.

However, almost instantly, the broken tail was spread by a piece of black foam, and the ink-like tail returned to its original state.

Takuya seemed to be invisible, grinning and waving the big blue umbrella frantically to attack. The black-faced monster's nine tails kept resisting, and the excessive speed formed a black shadow behind it.

Its front paws hit the ground, and its bony knuckles dug into the marble floor to stabilize its body.

Even so, the marble engraved with artistic textures was still scratched with hideous marks.

Takuya continued to attack, and there was a "crack, bang, bang" battle sound in the hall. The resounding sound made the ears of the artifacts curled up in the corner ring, and only an afterimage could be seen in the center.

After discovering that the black-faced monster was more than capable, Takuya completely gave up on defense, and his attack speed increased to a higher level.

Facing the huge attacking pressure, the face demon gradually became unable to cope with it. It can be seen from its constantly broken tail that it was tired of coping, but its excellent self-recovery ability allowed it to still withstand Takuya's attack.

Although he had the upper hand, Takuya, who gave up his defense, was inevitably hit by the tail of the black-faced monster several times.

The place where it was drawn was hot, and the pain made it more difficult for his feverish head to calm down, continuously stimulating the boiling blood of the night rabbit.

Soon, the black-faced monster's recovery speed could no longer keep up with Takuya's attack speed, and Takuya still felt that it was not enough to completely break its nine tails.

His eyes fell on its black head, the white part is very conspicuous, if it is dyed red, it must be very beautiful.

Relying on the first thought in his head, Takuya directly stepped on its back and jumped on top of the face monster's head.

He raised his umbrella high, and slammed it down against the white mask!

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the mask shattered.

The black face demon turned into a white transparent crystal flower, which disappeared instantly.

……Eh?

Takuya tilted his head, his eyes turned slowly, and the empty hall was a mess.

The black face monster...disappeared.

His dull brain seemed to be on strike, and he didn't know why the black monster suddenly disappeared.

The artifacts huddled in the corner looked at Kami Takuya's inorganic brown eyes, and their eyes were full of fear.

Scanning the trembling artifacts, feeling their weakness, Takuya lost interest, and he clenched the handle of the umbrella with one hand.

The blood that is already boiling does not want to be so hastily calm, one face monster is not enough, they need stronger opponents!

Fight fight fight!

Takuya only thought about these two words.

"boom!"

There was a roar outside the hall, and the sky was stained red with blood, which attracted his attention.

In the courtyard, Yato shattered the mask of the face demon summoned by Luba with Xueyin's changing blessing.

When he was about to deal with Luba, he was blocked by Bishamen God.

Just as Yato was about to let her get out of the way, the wall of the mansion was suddenly pierced.

The gravel rolled on the grass, and the place where it was punched was surrounded by a cloud of dust.

Yato turned around and looked over there, a figure was slowly coming out, the moment he saw the person coming, Yato suddenly widened his eyes.

Not only him, Bishamon God who was covered in black and purple ailments also opened his eyes wide.

Yato saw a brown-haired boy about his age coming out with a big dark blue umbrella. His casual clothes were extremely tattered, and the sleeves and trouser legs on both arms were torn.

What makes the scalp tingling is that on the skin of his bare arms and legs, there are dozens of strange eyes stuck to it, and the white eyeballs even made a "squeak" when they turned. the sound of.

——He was corrupted by demons!

"Hey, hey... what's going on, are there any monsters in the mansion?"

Yato frowned, looking at Takuya's dull eyes, walking slowly with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

At the hole behind Takuya, a short old man in a black military uniform leaned on his waist and said loudly, "Master Bishamon! There are monsters in the mansion, Mr. Kazama... to protect the artifact, he fought the monsters, but was infected by the black monsters! "

"A black monster? A face monster?" Yetou glared at Luba whose palm had been cut off.

"Hahaha...hahaha!" Lu Ba opened his mouth wide and raised his head and laughed loudly, "I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that the black-faced monster has such power! Hahaha!"

"Luba..."

Bishamen looked at him blankly, even though years of feelings made her unable to bear to watch him be killed by Yato, but knowing that the face monster summoned by Luba had devoured so many artifacts, no matter how unbearable she had to be ruthless.

According to common sense, although the power of the face monster is stronger than that of ordinary monsters, it sacrifices the ability of the monster to infect, which means that the place injured by the face monster will not be ill.

But the difference between the black-faced monster and the ordinary one is that while gaining the powerful power of the masked monster, it also inherited the ability to surpass the infection of ordinary monsters.

Usually, it takes a period of time for the undead or artifact-infected ailments to be eroded, but Takuya directly crossed the process of "fermentation of ailments" at the moment of being hit, achieving the result of erosion.

Taku, who lost his mind, couldn't notice the abnormality of his body, but the artifacts in the hall could see it.

What they were terrified of was Takuya's terrifying state of being covered with demon eyes.

"No way, if this is the case, it can only be beheaded."

"no!"

Bishamon God rejected Yato's proposal again.

"Bishamon! I know you can't bear to do anything to your artifact, but dragging it on will only cause him more pain!"

After all, this is not the erosion caused by the inner darkness and self-degeneration of the artifact. In that way, there is still a glimmer of life for exorcism, and the artifact corroded by monsters is basically hopeless.

"Takuya...he's not my artifact."

"……what are you saying?"

Yato said that he hadn't removed earwax for a while and couldn't hear clearly.

"Tuo is also an undead, not my artifact." Bishamen repeated.

"Aren't you the Holy Mother of the Undead? You didn't take him as your artifact when you met the undead?!"

Yato was really surprised, he knew Bishamon God's mentality towards the Virgin of the Undead.

"He refused to be my artifact."

In this regard, Yato wanted to say, is this undead brain broken?He actually rejected the famous Bishamon God!

That is a great god known as one of the Seven Lucky Gods!There are shrines and incense, and there is no shortage of sesame oil money!

"Takuya's situation is special."

In the end, Bishamon God didn't tell what Takuya still remembered, and continued: "But because of this, I can remove the demonic part of him, and then collect him as a divine weapon. He saved my clan, I don't Will be watching..."

"Okay, leave these things to me."

Yato stood up and stood in front of Bishamon, "Without Zhaoma, you wouldn't be able to do the meticulous elimination work at all."

Bishamonshen was stunned, looked at Zhaoma who was beside him unconscious, and fell silent.

"Besides, isn't this undead refusing to be your artifact? You will be hated if you don't care about the person's wishes."

The communication time between Yato and Bishamonshin was very short, and Takuya's ears automatically caught the familiar voice, but that person's voice was not so lively.

Takuya raised his umbrella flat, and a series of bullets shot out.

Yato frantically blocked the bullets with the snow weapon, "Isn't that an umbrella? Why are there bullets!"

Takuya rushed up directly, and Yato swung his knife to block the umbrella. The tremor for a short moment made him almost miss the knife, and his palm went numb.

What a lot of strength!

"This power is stronger than Bishamon-sama!"

Xueyin said with difficulty, the weapon in contact with him had more right to speak.

Yato didn't say a word, blocking with all his strength, almost couldn't block it several times, and if he made a mistake, he would be drawn out!

Is he really an undead and not a god?

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a warrior!

The Bishamon God next to him was also dumbfounded. He thought that the undead he had rescued could kill a few monsters with his strange weapons, but he never thought that the other party could actually fight against Yato.

"Bishamon! What kind of monster did you bring with you!"

Yato couldn't help shouting.

The same voice sounded very close, and Takuya was in a trance for a moment, and his movements could not help but pause for a moment.

Yato immediately seized this opportunity!

Wielding the snow weapon with all his strength, almost at the same time, flowers of blood bloomed on Takuya's arm, and the monster's eyes were neatly removed.

And this made his arm hang down weakly, and Yetou took the opportunity to pick out the demon eyeballs from his legs.

Takuya couldn't stand steadily, so he could only support his body with an umbrella.

The pain in his bones stimulated his nerves, and he subconsciously raised his bloody arm to continue the attack. Three blue lines flew from three directions, forming a triangular barrier - prison.

Takuya, who was trapped inside, knocked on the barrier with his umbrella, but the eggs fell apart.

"I'm sorry, Bishamon." Yato said suddenly.

"Ok?"

"I want to accept him as my artifact."

Yato pointed at the blood man who still didn't give up trying to destroy the barrier, and smiled as if he was bound to win.

Bishamon was silent for a while before closing his eyes, "It's up to you, the best result for the undead who have been eliminated is to be accepted as a divine weapon."

Yato chuckled and held out his finger.