[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't expect that the Yisen Society would hide such a secret base in such a place.

The 20-storey building rose from the ground, and after losing the cover of the barrier, it unabashedly showed the arrogance and scruples of the organization behind it.

The Port Mafia Gravitator looked at the building and sneered inwardly.

No wonder they couldn't find the handle of this club no matter how hard they searched, it turned out that the braids were all hidden here.

"Wow, this is really a veritable 'profit made with blood', it's simply horrible."

Shenshang Zhuli sighed casually, just stepping on Zhongya Zhongya's sensitive nerve.

Mafia cadres who are also well versed in "converting violence into profit" turned their heads vigilantly, and found that the "Shinto Miko" who spoke had no other hints, but simply commented on the building in front of him.

"Eh? What does it mean to be horrible? Sure enough, Shenshangchan can see things that ordinary people can't see?"

On a hot day, the curly-haired young man in a bandage approached the black-haired boy familiarly, asking questions with bulgingbuling eyes.

"Ok?"

Shenshang Zhuli withdrew his gaze from the building, stared at the two handsome young men who were staring at him at the same time, was stunned for a while, and then suddenly realized, "Oh, I accidentally forgot that you couldn't see it."

The black-haired boy stretched out both hands, and patted the ocher-haired youth and the bandaged youth on the back at the same time,

"how about this?"

Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu both shook their heads, feeling a coldness creeping up their backs and tails, straight to the top of their heads, and finally concentrated in their eyes.

Following a certain premonition, when the two young people looked up at the building in front of them, they found that the previous magnificent building had completely changed its appearance.

Strands of black smoke formed long vine-like objects, surrounding the outer body of the building, climbing and wriggling on the outer wall of the building as if alive, staring at the top floor.

Zhong Yuanzhong also widened his eyes: "What is this?!"

Shenshang Zhuli: "It's [karma]."

Osamu Dazai asked with interest: "Kamma?"

"It is the resentment that condenses around people after they do evil things and cause evil consequences to others."

In order to let the two of them understand more straightforwardly, the boy Zhuli on the gods began to give examples,

"You can understand it as the resentment of the victim. After death, a person will become a spirit and go directly to where he should go, but these resentments will stay and gather around the perpetrator, waiting to be eaten back one day."

For a moment, Nakahara Chuya's expression became a little unnatural.

Thinking that the other party was frightened by his words, the black-haired boy comforted,

"Well, you don't have to worry about it. Generally speaking, this thing doesn't have any offensive power. At most, it will be a bit worse when people go to hell."

"For example, if you go to the place where flying insects fall, you will be ground by a stone mortar, and you will be bitten by insects in places where you suffer countless, hahaha, it's okay."

The black-haired boy laughed naturally, he didn't feel that his words had no comforting effect at all, but made the listener feel even more terrifying.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching: "You... really said something incredible."

On the other hand, Osamu Dazai, who had an unpredictable face all the time, suddenly became emotional as if a switch had been poked.

The bandaged young man grabbed Zhu Li's hand excitedly, his iris-colored eyes sparkled with excitement,

"Death by backlash?? That's right! It turns out Miss Miko knows this miraculous method of suicide! Is it! Is it! Is there such a wonderful place as hell! It's really exciting!"

The young man Zhuli leaned back tactically, at least avoiding the handsome face that the bandaged young man almost stuck to, and looked at Chuya Nakahara speechlessly,

"Ah Nuo—isn't the character design of Mr. Dazai Bandage a bit strange?"

"It's so noisy! Mackerel, if you want to die, I'll send you to Santuchuan right now!"

The red-haired young man who received the distress signal from the boy grabbed Osamu Dazai by the collar of his collar and pulled him away. Shenshang Zhuli quickly withdrew his hand, let out a long breath, and showed a rescued expression.

"We have to hurry up, Zhongyuan hat-san. Although I said that ordinary karma is not offensive, but it is the first time I have seen such a large and vicious one."

Zhong Yuanzhong also casually threw the non-recyclable garbage aside, "Okay, let's go."

Shenshang Zhuli nodded, and just as he walked towards the main entrance, he felt his back collar tighten. After Osamu Dazai, he became the next guy to be lifted up.

God Zhu Li: "Huh? Wait, wait a minute, Zhongyuan hat-san?"

"We don't go through the gate, we break through directly from above."

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was holding a person with one hand, also directly activated the supernatural power, and a dark red supernatural power appeared all over his body.

Under the horrifying gaze of the black-haired boy, he instantly floated up, as if losing gravity, and took him directly to the top floor of the 20th floor!

"Eh?? Eh??!!!"

"Fly, fly up! Nakahara hat-san!! So you are a magical girl!"

"Demon, what magic!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also almost trembled and threw a witch out, "This is my special ability [gravity manipulation], which can manipulate the gravity vector and strength of the touched object."

Good, great!

God Zhu Li was dumbfounded: As expected of a metropolis, even abilities are so fashionable and easy to use!Unlike us simple priestesses who came from the countryside, we can only wave the Kagura bell and become masters of divination (?)

But wait a minute... how does he feel that the breath of Zhongyuan Maosang's supernatural power is so familiar... I feel like I've seen it somewhere.

Ah, speaking of it, since just now, I always feel like I forgot something, what exactly is it?

Shenshang Zhuli supported his chin, lost in thought.

Osamu Dazai, who was thrown on the ground, smiled: Yes, you guys forgot about me.

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With Zhongye's gravity blessing, it took them almost no time to reach the window on the 20th floor.

Through the window, one could just see a middle-aged man with a belly and a bald head in a bathrobe.

With his back to them, he was yelling something into the dialogue, and next to him was a ridiculously large bed.

Do humans really need such a big bed?

This bed is not so much a bedding for people to sleep on, as it is already a huge display stand - it occupies a quarter of the top floor area, which is too exaggerated.

Aside from this exaggerated and excessive bedding, Nakahara Chuya and Kamami Akari recognized him almost at a glance, and this man was the president of the Ethan Club.

The red-haired youth recognized the person because the president and the information of the Yisen Club had already been placed on the table of the Mafia Intelligence Department at the port, and the god Zhu Li...recognized the person entirely by the black mist.

The bald man inside who got angry with his mobile phone, the "black mist" around him was so thick that it almost filled the entire 20th floor. In the eyes of people like onmyojis and witches walking on the other side, he was a self-propelled scum.

Of course, you don't need to be gentle with scum.

The "Flying Duo" who quickly reached a consensus on this aspect immediately kicked hard on the glass window that was said to be able to withstand a rocket attack.

Wow, the hard glass is like tofu under Zhongye's feet, vulnerable to a single blow.

The "Flying Duo" just stepped on the glass shards all over the floor, and the bald president screamed "Who are you and what are you doing!", making their grand and grand debut.

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"Yo, bald president, let's play together~"

The black-haired boy raised his hand with a smile, and greeted the middle-aged man who was already half-slumped on the ground.

But it's a pity that this bald man has no experience responding to the boy's personal attack, and all his attention is on the young man with brown hair behind him.

"You...you are..."

Extreme fear firmly occupied the bald man's brain. He couldn't even stand up, and could only lean on the handrail next to him, so that he didn't kneel and collapse on the ground like a piece of rotten meat.

Port Mafia Gravity Envoy—Chuya Chuya!

Why is he here! !

How did Port Mafia find it here?No, it's okay, he still has backing, Port Mafia can't attack him!

Perhaps it was the so-called backing that gave Ethan a little strength. This guy who was so domineering and disgusting in the past, even sneered at him, somehow regained some courage.

Ethan trembled all over, but said tremblingly,

"This, this is not a port - oh puff!"

It's a pity that before he finished his words, he was crushed to the ground by the huge gravity, unable to move at all.

"Hey, President Ethan, this is really a name that has been heard for a long time. It is very courageous to dare to take action against us."

Ethan prostrated himself on the ground, the gravity exerted on him made his face look painful, bean-sized beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead,

"I...I have always been with...well water..."

"Huh? Well water doesn't violate river water? How dare you say that!"

Yokohama belongs to the territory of the port mafia, but there is no place where you can draw well water!

The Mafia gravity user at the port raised his eyebrows, his tone filled with cold anger.

Every time he said a word, the gravity on the middle-aged man increased by one point, until in the end, the ground where the other party was crawling had terrible cracks, and it only needed a little more force to penetrate the floor and reach the 19th floor.

"Arnold, Zhongyuan hat-san, this bald man seems to be dying soon." The black-haired red-eyed 'witch' reminded at the right time.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also froze, as if he just remembered that there was a commoner (?) behind him.

"Tsk, I see."

Zhong Yuanzhong also relaxed the gravity applied a little, and asked with a cold expression, "Tell me, where are the children who disappeared?"

"The... child who disappeared? What does this have to do with me...?"

Ethan took a hard breath as the weight on his body eased, "I didn't expect that, the notorious Port Hei...uh—"

Before Ethan finished speaking, he felt another vain weight on his back, and then his throat sweetened, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Hey, bald uncle—"

A clear and pleasant voice appeared in Ethan's ears, like a cold mountain spring, icy water poured on the head in the scorching sun, which made the people who heard it tremble unconsciously, but faintly felt cold and frightened.

This is the survival resonance subconsciously given by the biological nerves when the wicked are facing judgment.

Ethan, whose neck was so crushed that he couldn't move, moved his eyes to the direction of the voice, and finally saw the speaker clearly——

She is a beautiful maiden.

With black hair and red pupils, the smiling arcs at the corners of the eyes carried the clergy's natural compassion, but the emotions in those eyes were terribly indifferent.

The witch squatted beside him, watching him.

That gaze is like looking at an unintelligent stone on the road, or the dust kicked up by pedestrians on the street.For a moment, Ethan thought he had seen the aloof Takamahara god.

It's a pity that the next second, Gao Tianyuan's "God" stepped down from the altar, showing dirty eyes,

"Hey, uncle bald, before the creditor comes, I advise you to confess honestly."

... What arrogance!

Since he held power, how long has it been since Ethan was belittled like this? He felt angry spontaneously. He didn't dare to speak wild words to the weak at the port mafia, but he spoke maliciously to the weak "witch".

"...Ha, which shrine maiden are you, kneel down and beg me for forgiveness now, for the sake of your face, maybe I can let you go."

Seeing such a stupid person for the first time, Shenshang Zhuli was extremely surprised.

Ugh, obviously I am still miserable being pinned to the ground and unable to move, where does the confidence come from to make people kneel down and beg for mercy?Should it be called a big city? Even the villains have thick skins.

The young man Zhu Li was rubbing his chin and sighing, when he suddenly felt a breath approaching here rapidly.

The black-haired boy turned his head and winked at the red-haired cadre, covered his ears with his hands, and stepped back a few steps away from Ethan.

Central Plains Chuya...?

Although he was puzzled, Zhong Yuanzhong, who had always been intuitive, did not hesitate much. Following the boy's posture, he covered his ears and stayed away from the broken glass beside him.

Almost at the second the red-haired youth was ready, a black object rushed towards Ethan lying on the ground with a roar.

A gust of wind blew up in the room, not only the people, but even the furniture, tables and chairs in the room were instantly swept away, as if caught in a small hurricane.

In the chaos, Shenshang Zhuli struggled to open his eyes, and saw the one in front of his sight that finally appeared——

black creature.

Something like a shadow, and something like black mud.

From the lump grew what looked like a head and limbs, barely conforming to the "shape of a human being".

Its outer body is covered with all kinds of eyeballs, and every time it takes a step forward, eyeballs will roll off its body and disappear in the air.

——Is it finally here, [Hachimu].

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