Cursed Humanoid Scourge She has no AC count
Chapter 369 Sister and brother fight each other ===
Relying on Edogawa Ranpo's one-eyed deduction, the Hound and the members of the Armed Detective Agency together found the hiding place of the culprit who disturbed the entire gray world this time - Fukuji Sakurachi.
When Fukuzawa Yukichi arrived with his members and three other hounds, Fukuchi Sakurachi was talking to a head.
To be precise, it was pierced by a silver spike from the top of the head, straight through the head of the broken limb and flesh of the neck.
The head held in Fukuji Sakura's hands is also the second culprit that caused this world-class disaster - the ancestor of vampires, Bram Stoker.
Thinking with your knees, you also know that the next plot will be a war between the two sides.
But what Fukuzawa Yukichi and the others didn't expect was that their most difficult enemy would turn out to be someone they used to know.
For example, the evil dog of Mafia at the port-Akutagawa Ryunosuke, and one of the missing cadres, Nakahara Chuya!
The people who used to fight side by side or compete as deadly enemies all had red eyes, covering the entire pupil, without any reason, like an uncivilized beast who only knew how to satisfy its own greed.
Looking at his former partner who seemed to have degenerated from a god to a hellish ghost, Osamu Dazai's kite-colored eyes were darkened. With his hands in his hands, he turned his head and looked at the old god who was still standing there in this messy battlefield. Fudi Yingchi, it took a long while to squeeze out a dark smile from his face: "Although I know you are very courageous, I didn't expect that you are really bold and confident enough to attack someone who the young lady cares about."
He even turned Chuya into a vampire... Even if it is a container of a god, as the body of a demigod, can't he avoid the fate of being assimilated into a vampire?
Hearing this, Fukuchi Sakura squinted her eyes, with a cold smile on her face: "If you are still counting on that little lady as a trump card to turn things around, then you will be disappointed in the result."
He looked in the direction of the "rat's den" of the "Rat of the House of Death", as if he wanted to see Gojo Satoru, who had lost his mind and was on a killing spree, through the thick fog oppressing the city of Yokohama.
"Dazai-kun, you think you have all the clues in your hands, and you have made a perfect layout for the final result, but these perfect layouts must be based on the condition that your teammates are still rational."
"You know, the gods who have lost their shackles and ties will eventually let the ropes loosen, but they will also go to destruction."
Osamu Dazai's face was as dark as ink, so gloomy that he could drip water.
"you……"
"Hey, is it too much to open the map cannon? The gods are supposed to act recklessly, what kind of shackles do you want?!"
Another impatient voice suddenly intervened, Dazai Osamu focused his eyes slightly, and looked at Fukuji Sakurachi's hand, the head that was still alive and talking.
Bram Stoker looked at his collaborator with displeasure, and the smile on the corner of Fukuji Sakura's mouth froze. He didn't expect that it would be someone from his side who took down his own platform first.
But he is also an old fritter who has been in the officialdom all year round. As long as he is thick-skinned, he can treat embarrassment as nothing happened.
"Oh, I almost forgot, Mr. Bram Stoker, you are also a 'true god' in the rank of vampires."
Bram Stoker stared at Fukuji Sakurachi, and when he was about to say something, another familiar force deeply engraved in his soul suddenly shook from afar.
Bram Stoker, who was so familiar with this divine power that he would never forget it, immediately widened his eyes. His inhuman blood-red vertical pupils were covered with a coquettish scarlet halo. He suddenly transformed from a handsome Western nobleman into an incarnation. Cheng tore off the camouflage, revealing the ferocious essence of hell.
"This is... her breath!" Bram Stoker, or should he be called by another name - Andre, his lips parted, and his two sharp teeth changed uncontrollably. Long, the whole head seems to have crawled out of hell, with a strong evil spirit on his body.
"Lilith—!"
Andre lost the reserved and arrogant aristocratic attitude of the past, and almost roared out this name that contained a trace of the power of law.
Fukuzawa Yukichi and the others who were in a stalemate fighting around were shocked by the sudden burst of power from Andre, and their bodies were blown away uncontrollably by the strong wind of this force.
Fukuji Sakurachi, who was holding Andre's head, was no exception, and was mercilessly thrown away.
He pierced the hard ground with the blade to stabilize his figure, frowned and looked at Andre, who was on the verge of losing control and spreading his wings faintly, which deviated from his plan.
Fukuchi Sakura felt a deep sense of uneasiness in her heart.
This 'Lilith'...could it be related to 'Alice' again?
Just as Fukuji Sakurachi's thoughts were flying, the flowing time suddenly stopped.
"Stupid brother, I said you should call me 'sister' respectfully~"
The people who kept attacking or defending, or were on guard were fixed there, twisted black mist burst out from the void, cracks in the space appeared, Qing Ling mixed with a trace of sweet voice drifted out from it, but it also carried Cold, like a real killing intent!
Andre, who was the first to break free from the "time confinement", erupted with even more terrifying killing intent from his head, and in the next moment, it was mixed with divine power, forming several blood-colored blade winds, which tightly sealed the avoiding space, and rushed straight from the Alice and Gojo Satoru walk out of the crack hand in hand!
"go to hell!"
Andre's scarlet eyes full of hatred stared directly at the blond girl standing in the air, and automatically filtered out another white-haired man standing with her.
"【still】."
Alice's eyes shimmered, and her white and slender index finger touched the void, and the attack flying towards them stopped for an instant.
Andre felt the stronger and deeper power in Alice than before. Jealousy and resentment intertwined in his eyes, and his voice was so sharp that everyone around him was shocked, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
Fukuchi Sakura wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth expressionlessly, and looked deeply at a man and a woman in midair.
This is... the difference in strength...
"You actually have a more powerful god! Why are they their children, you are always more loved by them than me!"
Andre hated.
He hated this younger sister who deprived her parents of attention and love from birth.
Even the other brothers and sisters didn't help him too much, but compared to this younger sister who was favored by the Father God and the Mother God, they seemed to be picked up from the trash can!
Why was Lilith always able to easily get what he couldn't ask for? !
The long-standing resentment broke out, and the power bred under the hatred made Andre tenaciously swallowed the silver nail that was driven into his deadly head from top to bottom, and grew on its own. A new flesh and blood body was born, and after the last knuckle was born, Andre suddenly exploded, and his figure disappeared in place.
When Fukuzawa Yukichi arrived with his members and three other hounds, Fukuchi Sakurachi was talking to a head.
To be precise, it was pierced by a silver spike from the top of the head, straight through the head of the broken limb and flesh of the neck.
The head held in Fukuji Sakura's hands is also the second culprit that caused this world-class disaster - the ancestor of vampires, Bram Stoker.
Thinking with your knees, you also know that the next plot will be a war between the two sides.
But what Fukuzawa Yukichi and the others didn't expect was that their most difficult enemy would turn out to be someone they used to know.
For example, the evil dog of Mafia at the port-Akutagawa Ryunosuke, and one of the missing cadres, Nakahara Chuya!
The people who used to fight side by side or compete as deadly enemies all had red eyes, covering the entire pupil, without any reason, like an uncivilized beast who only knew how to satisfy its own greed.
Looking at his former partner who seemed to have degenerated from a god to a hellish ghost, Osamu Dazai's kite-colored eyes were darkened. With his hands in his hands, he turned his head and looked at the old god who was still standing there in this messy battlefield. Fudi Yingchi, it took a long while to squeeze out a dark smile from his face: "Although I know you are very courageous, I didn't expect that you are really bold and confident enough to attack someone who the young lady cares about."
He even turned Chuya into a vampire... Even if it is a container of a god, as the body of a demigod, can't he avoid the fate of being assimilated into a vampire?
Hearing this, Fukuchi Sakura squinted her eyes, with a cold smile on her face: "If you are still counting on that little lady as a trump card to turn things around, then you will be disappointed in the result."
He looked in the direction of the "rat's den" of the "Rat of the House of Death", as if he wanted to see Gojo Satoru, who had lost his mind and was on a killing spree, through the thick fog oppressing the city of Yokohama.
"Dazai-kun, you think you have all the clues in your hands, and you have made a perfect layout for the final result, but these perfect layouts must be based on the condition that your teammates are still rational."
"You know, the gods who have lost their shackles and ties will eventually let the ropes loosen, but they will also go to destruction."
Osamu Dazai's face was as dark as ink, so gloomy that he could drip water.
"you……"
"Hey, is it too much to open the map cannon? The gods are supposed to act recklessly, what kind of shackles do you want?!"
Another impatient voice suddenly intervened, Dazai Osamu focused his eyes slightly, and looked at Fukuji Sakurachi's hand, the head that was still alive and talking.
Bram Stoker looked at his collaborator with displeasure, and the smile on the corner of Fukuji Sakura's mouth froze. He didn't expect that it would be someone from his side who took down his own platform first.
But he is also an old fritter who has been in the officialdom all year round. As long as he is thick-skinned, he can treat embarrassment as nothing happened.
"Oh, I almost forgot, Mr. Bram Stoker, you are also a 'true god' in the rank of vampires."
Bram Stoker stared at Fukuji Sakurachi, and when he was about to say something, another familiar force deeply engraved in his soul suddenly shook from afar.
Bram Stoker, who was so familiar with this divine power that he would never forget it, immediately widened his eyes. His inhuman blood-red vertical pupils were covered with a coquettish scarlet halo. He suddenly transformed from a handsome Western nobleman into an incarnation. Cheng tore off the camouflage, revealing the ferocious essence of hell.
"This is... her breath!" Bram Stoker, or should he be called by another name - Andre, his lips parted, and his two sharp teeth changed uncontrollably. Long, the whole head seems to have crawled out of hell, with a strong evil spirit on his body.
"Lilith—!"
Andre lost the reserved and arrogant aristocratic attitude of the past, and almost roared out this name that contained a trace of the power of law.
Fukuzawa Yukichi and the others who were in a stalemate fighting around were shocked by the sudden burst of power from Andre, and their bodies were blown away uncontrollably by the strong wind of this force.
Fukuji Sakurachi, who was holding Andre's head, was no exception, and was mercilessly thrown away.
He pierced the hard ground with the blade to stabilize his figure, frowned and looked at Andre, who was on the verge of losing control and spreading his wings faintly, which deviated from his plan.
Fukuchi Sakura felt a deep sense of uneasiness in her heart.
This 'Lilith'...could it be related to 'Alice' again?
Just as Fukuji Sakurachi's thoughts were flying, the flowing time suddenly stopped.
"Stupid brother, I said you should call me 'sister' respectfully~"
The people who kept attacking or defending, or were on guard were fixed there, twisted black mist burst out from the void, cracks in the space appeared, Qing Ling mixed with a trace of sweet voice drifted out from it, but it also carried Cold, like a real killing intent!
Andre, who was the first to break free from the "time confinement", erupted with even more terrifying killing intent from his head, and in the next moment, it was mixed with divine power, forming several blood-colored blade winds, which tightly sealed the avoiding space, and rushed straight from the Alice and Gojo Satoru walk out of the crack hand in hand!
"go to hell!"
Andre's scarlet eyes full of hatred stared directly at the blond girl standing in the air, and automatically filtered out another white-haired man standing with her.
"【still】."
Alice's eyes shimmered, and her white and slender index finger touched the void, and the attack flying towards them stopped for an instant.
Andre felt the stronger and deeper power in Alice than before. Jealousy and resentment intertwined in his eyes, and his voice was so sharp that everyone around him was shocked, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
Fukuchi Sakura wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth expressionlessly, and looked deeply at a man and a woman in midair.
This is... the difference in strength...
"You actually have a more powerful god! Why are they their children, you are always more loved by them than me!"
Andre hated.
He hated this younger sister who deprived her parents of attention and love from birth.
Even the other brothers and sisters didn't help him too much, but compared to this younger sister who was favored by the Father God and the Mother God, they seemed to be picked up from the trash can!
Why was Lilith always able to easily get what he couldn't ask for? !
The long-standing resentment broke out, and the power bred under the hatred made Andre tenaciously swallowed the silver nail that was driven into his deadly head from top to bottom, and grew on its own. A new flesh and blood body was born, and after the last knuckle was born, Andre suddenly exploded, and his figure disappeared in place.
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