The dimensional game Emperor of Europe descends

“I…”

Standing in the corridor in front of the Ministry of Literature, Haruki Kitahara was a little confused.

He looked at the man in front of him and felt strange.

However, there is always a faint sense of fear, reminding me to turn around and leave quickly, and don’t get too involved with this guy.

“How? Just hit me, didn’t you even apologize? Makoto Kazumi scoffed.

He wore a delicate off-white suit, gold-wire glasses, and the black hair on his head was meticulously combed.

Looking at the man in front of him, Haruki Kitahara paused slightly, and then hurriedly bent down to apologize:

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it just now, I didn’t see it…”

“No need to make excuses.” Kazumi Makoto said as he raised his hand and pulled out the rose he was holding.

Seeing this, Haruki Kitahara was a little stunned, but did not stop it.

He had just held a bouquet of roses and wanted to find Kazumi Qianjing to confess, but he only received a good man card.

Now, when he looked at Kazumi Makoto like this, a faint sense of frustration filled his heart.

“I forgive you.”

Kazumi said, patted him on the shoulder, and walked straight towards the Literature Department.

Seeing this, the bitter lord Kitahara Haruki scratched his head, he looked at Kazuizumi’s back suspiciously, and the hesitation in his expression turned into irritation.

“Abominable…” he muttered, then took a brisk step out of the corridor and headed into the distance.

In his opinion, maybe Hequan Cheng and Hequan Qianjing have known each other for a long time, and the two have long been adulterous women…

There is a problem with this guy.

Watching Haruki Kitahara leave, Kazumi was silent.

Just now, the moment the two made contact, the bell bell of Daochengji Temple in Kazusencheng’s arms was slightly hot.

If Kazumi Makoto remembers correctly, a few days ago, when he faced Sadako and the earth spider in the final battle of the first dimensional game, the bells of Doseiji Temple also became scalding…

“Is that guy a player too?”

Shaking his head, Kazumi Makoto passed the spiritual bridge to let Tomoe keep an eye on Haruki Kitahara, and then, he pushed open the door and stepped into the Faculty of Literature of Mineshiro University.

“Who are you?”

In the literature department, Izumi Qianjing leaned against the window edge, she looked at the drama script, did not raise her head, just asked nonchalantly.

The warm sunlight shone on her, reflecting the purity and holiness of her white princess costume, and her long brown hair ran through her collarbone, outlining her heartwarming curves.

In this way, wearing a pure white princess dress costume and pure white silk gloves, she quietly flipped through the script, ignoring the men who walked in from outside the literature department.

“Whaa

After a long time, turning a page, she raised her head suspiciously and looked at Hequan Makoto who was standing in front of her:

“Who are you? What’s so expensive? She looked at the rose in Hequancheng’s hand, her eyebrows raised, and indifference and disgust appeared on her delicate face:

“What do you mean by that?”

“Proposal…” said Kazumi Cheng lazily, looking nonchalant.

However, in his eyes under the lenses, with beastly desire, made Kazumi Qianjing instinctively fearful:

“Who the hell are you? I don’t know you! Please get out of here, otherwise…”

She frowned and said in disgust: “Otherwise, I will call the police.” ”

“Oh? Don’t you really know me? ”

The corners of Kazuizumi’s mouth widened, and he teased mockingly.

With a wolf-like smile on his face, he slowly took off his glasses under Kazumi Qianjing’s fearful gaze.

In those scarlet eyes, there was a hint of pale pink fluorescence…

“Uh…” Looking at the scarlet pupils, Kazumi Qianjing only felt that his consciousness was hazy.

Immediately afterwards, her brown beautiful eyes became dull, and the whole person was like a puppet manipulated by someone, and her thin lips unconsciously opened and closed gently.

“Ho…”

“It’s not difficult.” Looking at the woman in front of him, Kazumi put on his glasses again, he gently opened his arms and casually threw down Haruki Kitahara’s roses.

“Come on…” he said, his voice full of magnetism, making Kazumi Qianjing unconsciously lean towards him.

“Wha-”

The two gently pressed together, and Kazumi slowly lowered his head in the princess’s throat, revealing his sharp fangs.

“Whaa

Her blown skin was pierced by fangs, her arteries were torn open, and Kazumi gulped her blood.

Then, the blood in his body began to boil, and the fiery extremes poured into the Hequan Thousand Crystals.

“Ahhhhhhhhh

In the world view of the bizarre adventure of the anime drama JOJO, even a vampire as powerful as Dioblando is only food for the men of the ultimate biological pillars.

Now, Makoto Kazumi has been strengthened by the red stone and stone ghost face of Aiji, and not only has he not become a low-level vampire, but he is gradually approaching the concept of extreme creatures.

However, it is not enough.

Extreme creatures have at least thousands of basic physical attributes, they can survive in the universe, they can even bathe in burning stars, their IQ is as high as four hundred, and they can learn a language in a few minutes…

In Jojo’s bizarre adventure, the Ultimate Creature Pillar Man is able to absorb the advantages of any creature, and even replicate the double’s ability without limits the moment he touches the avatar messenger…

And this is exactly the goal of Hequan Cheng’s promotion, to reach the extreme of the world.

“Ahhh

He Quan Qianjing’s eyes were lost and gradually regained their radiance.

She was gradually transformed into a vampire, her basic physique attributes were further improved, and she even gradually got rid of Kazumi’s seductive skills.

“Hum-”

Immediately after, her beautiful brown eyes glowed scarlet.

Like a blood moon in the night sky, she gazed at Kazumi’s face, keeping this hateful man firmly in her heart.

“Gollum—”

The thirst in her body made her eager to draw blood, and Kazumi Makoto was still squeezing her blood and pouring her own blood into it.

“Don’t resist.”

In my mind, a sound like a bell rings.

Immediately afterwards, the resistance that Hequan Qianjing had just mentioned was instantly suppressed, she could not resist Hequan Makoto’s order, and even under the effect of the “Heart Link”, even the thoughts in her heart were exposed to Kazumi Makoto.

“Don’t resist me, don’t hate me, don’t hate me…”

“Obey my will, be faithful to my commands, obey my thoughts…”

The ringing of bells shook in the heart of Kazumi Qianjing, and Kazumi used his power to twist the will of this newborn bloodline and assimilate her spirit.

“……”

At the same time, the wooden door of the Literature Department slowly opened.

“This…”

Behind the crack in the door, stood a hazy and transparent figure…

Haruki Kitahara.

He half-crouched there, as if a ghost in the world that did not exist, and looked through the crack in the door at the two people hugging each other.

In his opinion, Kazumi Makoto and Waizumi Qianjing were clinging together, and the roses scattered on the ground seemed to mock him…

“Abominable…” Suppressing the anger in his heart, Haruki Kitahara, who turned into a shadow, watched this scene quietly, his heart full of hatred for Kazumi Makoto.

·· 0 Ask for flowers…

Although Kazumi Qianjing did not accept his confession, he already fell in love with this princess-like girl.

Compared to Fuyuma Kazusha and Kogiso Yukina, he prefers the princess-like noble Waizumi Chijing.

A few months ago, he became a player of the dimensional game, and survived the dimensional game several times in embarrassment, and finally obtained the inheritance of “Slippery Head Onu Slippery Scoop” in a copy of the game where demons and monsters attack each other…

Now, as a newborn slippery ghost, Haruki Kitahara thought that he could open a harem in the real world and create a big crystal palace.

However, when he first used the ability, it attracted the attention of the SDF special services.

Thanks to his “slippery ghost” bloodline, he is almost perfect in hiding his identity, even if the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department traces him for a long time, it has not found the slightest trace.

After all, the slippery head ghost is a monster who manipulates reality and illusion, and against ordinary Dongying Self-Defense Force officers, it will not leave any traces at all.

“That man, who the hell is…” looked at Makoto Waizumi, who gave him a green hat, and Haruki Kitahara who hid behind the crack in the door, mournful.

With the bloodline of the slippery ghost, even if he made a loud noise, he would not attract Kazumi’s attention.

0….0

At least, that’s how he thinks about it himself.

At some point, the black ghost, covered in bandages, was quietly staring at him from behind, waiting for Kazuizumi’s order.

“Abominable bastard…” Haruki Kitahara clenched his fists and stared viciously at Kazumi Makoto.

As everyone knows, behind him, the black ghost is also looking at him flatly, and can take his life at any time.

“Whew-” At this moment, Haruki Kitahara only felt a chill behind him, and he looked back sharply…

The moment he turned around, the dark ghost covered in bandages instantly collapsed and disintegrated, disappearing silently into the air.

In the Ministry of Literature and Art, Kazumi Makoto was the princess.

Although Haruki Kitahara is not yet Kazumi Chijing’s boyfriend, Makoto Kazumi still has a very special feeling of refreshment.

“Uh…” In her arms, there was confusion in the big eyes of the Izumi Qianjing Water Spirit.

Just now, with the help of his control over the bloodline, Kazumi Makoto planted the orders of “irresistible”, “invincible” and “inviolable” in her heart, making Hequan Qianjing obediently become his tool.

“How come…” the girl raised her hand and caressed her jade neck.

On her neck, the wound pierced by her fangs has disappeared, and her white skin is still blowing and breaking.

She had a faint doubt on her face, and although there was a little dissatisfaction in her gaze towards Kazumi Makoto, it was more of a sense of trust in her blood.

However, Kazumi Makoto ignored the girl’s question, and he turned to look at the wooden door of the Ministry of Literature and Art.

“Gone?”

Just now, the slippery head ghost Haruki Kitahara has stumbled away.

At the same time, the anti-Shinobi information suppression team located in Tokyo’s Adachi Ward also began to hack into nearby cameras and lock on the location of Haruki Kitahara.

“The bait has been put down, let’s see if there are stupid fish to bite the hook.” Makoto Kazumi scoffed, the reason why he let Haruhi Kitahara go was just to drop the bait and see if he could catch a big fish behind Haruki Kitahara.

“And…” Slowly turning around, he stared at Hequan Qianjing, who was dressed in a princess costume, and said softly in a kind voice:

“Take me to your house, I want to meet the patriarch of Hequan, Qianjing.”

“Yes.” The girl’s thin lips opened gently, and in her scarlet eyes, there was a sickly sense of trust, she slowly bent down and said softly:

“As you wish.” _

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