Tokyo, Watchmen Association.
The entire Tokyo is still in a high temperature of more than 60 degrees, and almost all TV stations around the world are broadcasting this extremely abnormal weather event.
The TV stations in District 11 are paying more attention to the death toll. As the high temperature continues, the death toll in Tokyo has reached the unit of 10,000.
The only way to escape the high temperature is through air conditioning and hiding in the basement.
Hospitals are full, traffic is jammed, pools have been turned into saunas, and rivers and lakes are full of fish and shrimps that have been scalded to death and floated up.
The number of people suffering from heat stroke or heat stroke in Tokyo has reached hundreds of thousands. If this high temperature continues, it will cause millions or even tens of millions of casualties.
Even so, countless flamethrowers in the Watcher Association still burned the fungus tree that twisted the entire association building.
Several armed helicopters began to spit flames and burn the fungus tree. Even though the fungus tree had been completely inactivated and the spores were still alive, burning was still the most effective method.
After all, no matter how outrageous the fungus tree's spores are, they are still plants, and plants have limits.
And while a group of staff were vigorously burning the fungus tree, the body of the Baima family leader was still hanging on the street lamp outside the square in front of the association.
Everyone here is concerned about the various effects of setting fires in the past, preventing the spread of fires, and clearing fungus trees.
When these staff passed by the body of the Baima family owner, they just looked at it as if they were watching the fun. After all, hanging street lights was a tradition hundreds of years ago, and it is not done now.
However, no one noticed the particularly beautiful beauty dressed in men's clothing under the body of the White Horse family leader. She seemed to have eliminated her own sense of existence, quietly watching the fire rising into the sky.
"What a pathetic human being. When did you have the illusion that the long steps to the gods were launched for you." Queen of Pain Lilith seemed to be laughing at the head of the White Horse family, and it seemed like a narration between old friends.
Several cards also appeared in her hand, one [Queen of Pain Lilith (LV8)], one [Golden Emperor (LV8)], and one [The Advent of the Son].
She stretched out her hand to hold her bangs and wiped them upward. The brown hair was pulled back into a big back shape.
The corners of her mouth turned up, she grabbed her hair, and laughed wildly, laughing unbridledly.
However, the people around her seemed not to notice her at all.
"The intervention of the devil, the fear of not knowing what you are doing, and you, a human being performing a circus, form this stage, hahahaha! Sbarasi! Sbarasi!"
"Have you seen that, that is the real god! The child of my queen of pain, Lilith, has become a god! Although he is still weak and still growing, he is no longer the false god who calls himself a 'demon god'. He has truly become a god! Do you understand, you bug? 'Blasphemer', okay, that's a really good name!" She kept yelling at the corpse.
As if she had finished venting, she took out a cigarette, lit it, put it between her flaming red lips and puffed away the smoke.
Then, the unburned cigarette butt was pressed on the body of the Baima family leader, making a "chichi" sound, and her voice came: "Why should I compete with a dead person..."
She turned around and threw the cigarette butt casually under the body.
She seemed to be playing the bass, but there was nothing in her hands. The fire ignited by the fungus tree shot into the sky, stretching her shadow. In her shadow, her hair was fluttering, like a humanoid. Like a monster.
The art of ascending to the long level of the gods is still in progress.
…
Tokyo, Southern Rift.
"Tokyo Winds, listen to my command!" The strong wind on Fuutarou's body was like substance, and the double blades in his hands danced like a waltz. Every blow could leave bone-deep scars on the Devouring Demon.
Even though the Devouring Demon's recovery ability is extremely strong, its vitality at this time is gradually unable to keep up with the injury.
"Xinei!" The giant stone man the same size as the Devouring Demon slammed into it.
The Devouring Demon staggered for a moment, and the anglerfish head's eyes widened, as if the entire eyeball was about to bulge out.
"In the name of the Holy Light, I judge the Apocalypse!" The priest was flipping through the book in his hand. At this moment, several spears condensed by the Holy Light fell from the sky and plunged into the body of the Devouring Demon.
The eyeballs on the Devouring Demon's anglerfish head were completely protruding.
"Exotic demon, times have changed!" A B-level watchman picked up the RPG again, and the rocket launcher hit the Devouring Demon hard. If it was a Devouring Demon in a normal state, it would be able to catch it easily, but now this rocket launcher directly hit the Devouring Demon. It exploded in the giant anglerfish-like mouth.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, the whole mouth of the Devouring Devil was completely blown to pieces. It seemed to roar, and it seemed to be shining back. In an instant, infinite energy escaped from the entire body, and the fins exuded a faint blue light.
"Everyone hide, this is the Devouring Demon's dying counterattack!" someone shouted.
In an instant, all the watchmen were in commotion, but they didn't even have time to find a bunker. Not only that, but behind them was an apartment building that had no time to evacuate.
Rock Fist stared at the breath that was about to be spewed out of the Devouring Demon's mouth, and shouted!
"Everyone, come to me!" The originally turbulent B-class watchmen instantly gathered around the stone man.
Others didn't even have time to think, but Yanquan, under everyone's gaze, pierced the ground with his hands. In an instant, a huge amount of earth, floor tiles, sand and gravel instantly gathered on it, forming a terrifying rock barrier in front of him.
"My teacher once said that I can become the man with the best defense in the world!" Iwaken roared.
The Devouring Demon also completed its energy storage in less than 2 seconds.
"Roar!"
The Devouring Demon's breath cut like a sharp blade from bottom to top, and the clouds in the entire sky seemed to be separated by that breath.
The watchers hiding behind the stone man all felt their heartbeats slow down.
"Iwashita Goemon!" Fuutarou almost yelled out Iwaken's real name, but at this time they could only see a large piece of crystallized obsidian melted in front of the stone man.
The Devouring Demon was dying, and this time some B-level wardens picked up their RPGs and struck fire again, killing the Devouring Demon completely.
"Hey, Iwashita!" Fuutarou nervously dug out Iwaken from the melted obsidian. At this time, Iwaken was unconscious and covered in burns.
The good news is, still alive.
The priest's holy light fell on Yanquan and stabilized his life. At this time, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Winning, they finally won. Three A-grades and about ten B-grade watchers killed the super-A-grade Devouring Demon and prevented the expansion of the subspace rift.
Many familiar watchers hugged each other and cheered, reporting their good news to the association, but at this time Fuutarou just asked the priest anxiously.
"How about Iwashita?" Fuutarou called.
"I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious yet. It will be useless to be anxious now. My Holy Light has stabilized his life, but I may not be able to do anything about the burns." The priest said.
Although there is an age difference, the priest is close to forty years old, and Fuutarou and Iwaken have just graduated from junior high school, but they are graduates of the same class.
The priest was also very anxious, but he understood that Iwaken only looked miserable, but his life was not in danger.
"It's good to be safe, it's good to be safe..." Fuutarou sat down on the ground, and the armor on his body was lifted, and a wind wolf appeared next to him, tiredly sticking out his tongue.
As long as you still live, everything will be fine.
Even if he is disfigured, Fuutarou will not laugh at his friend. At worst, he is afraid that the custom girls may dislike it when he goes to the custom street for tasting. But at that time, Fuutarou will pay more from his own pocket and add more to the rock. The Fist Brothers enjoyed service to the level of an emperor.
He calmed down for a while, then finally remembered the report and said hurriedly: "The southern rift has been removed, everyone survived, and only one person in Yanquan has lost his combat effectiveness."
This was the only good news today, and he had to report it to the association immediately.
"I'm S-class Toti. I got it here. Rock Fist can be sent to the hospital. I'll heal him myself. Do the rest of you still have the ability to fight?"
"Some, some," Fuutarou said.
"Then everyone, after a short rest, immediately head to the north to support Nakamura. You must be extremely careful. There is an S-class strange demon over there." came the voice on the phone.
…
At this time, in Chiba Prefecture in the east, Ryoma Kiryu slowly stepped off the plane carrying a sack of potatoes.
At this time, Brother Long put on a cassock, and even shaved his head to a square inch, with a tattoo of eight heavenly dragons on his half-naked back.
If it weren't for the current hot weather in Tokyo, Brother Long's appearance would be considered a "Shura" level existence among the Yakuza community.
At this time, he just calmly put aside the sack full of potatoes in his hand, and looked quietly at No. 4, a very cute JK girl who was confronting the other watchers in the distance. It was a pity that she could only be there. Activities in a wheelchair.
Even Kiryu Ryoma smelled a strong smell of strange demons from her body.
"The Transcendent A Grade Watcher is finally here!" someone shouted.
In an instant, Brother Long, who was wearing a cassock, became the focus of the audience, but Brother Long just bowed calmly. He stretched out his hand and suddenly tore open his cassock, revealing the "Eight Parts of Heavenly Dragon" tattoo covering his whole body on his back.
"Girl, I have seen that you are not human!" Kiryu Ryoma immediately became provocative and strode forward.
His abilities only appear after being beaten.
"Arakawa Ryu, be careful!" a B-level watcher hurriedly reminded.
"It doesn't matter, I will transform him today. The Buddha said, once he comes, let him be in peace. It means that now that he is here, let him be buried here." Kiryu Ryoma tilted the corner of his mouth and stepped forward.
However, in Kiryu Ryoma's sight, a centipede-like monster suddenly appeared behind the JK girl and pounced towards him. In an instant, he was knocked away and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.
Brother Long came, Brother Long started to pretend, and then Brother Long was beaten...
At this moment, the other watchers were stunned. They thought Kiryu Ryoma was so strong, but they were instantly defeated...
"Bah!" Kiryu Ryoma spit out a tooth and looked at his ability, but it didn't trigger. He looked at the Centipede Demon behind No. 4 with disdain and said, "I see, the super A-level strange demon Centipede Demon , but sister, haven’t you eaten? You don’t have the strength to hit anyone, and you still call yourself a strange monster? "
Brother Long stood up disdainfully, and drops of blood fell on the ground.
"Brother Long, you got a nosebleed again!" Another B-level warden reminded, "This strange demon has no martial ethics. We are all ready to blast it with heavy firepower."
"It's okay, sister, have you eaten? If not, I want you to help me practice!" Brother Long continued to provoke, even striding forward, even though he was still bleeding from the nose.
"Roar!" No. 4's entire spine was almost separated from its body. A giant-level centipede demon appeared. Each foot was as sharp as a mantis. This time, it showed no mercy. The entire sickle was chopped off in an instant. Toward Kiryu Ryoma's body.
However, the cut in half that she had imagined did not appear. Brother Long still flew backwards and rolled several times on the ground. This time, he was even worse. The ground was covered with blood.
But at this time, Kiryu Ryoma raised the corners of his mouth. His predecessor, who originally did not have tattoos, appeared this time like a giant dragon shining like a star.
Ryoma Kiryu's ability is that after being severely beaten, he will immediately gain the ability of a dragon.
He also got the dragon's name, Super Galaxy Dragon! S level!
Ness! At the most important moment, one of the strongest dragons was finally drawn.
"Roar!" The terrifying centipede demon seemed to want to continue attacking. However, this time, Brother Long blocked the centipede demon's sickle for an instant. His body just slid back a few steps and immediately stabilized, and he suddenly became human. His body started wrestling with the centipede demon.
For a moment, the other watchers were stunned. Kiryu Ryoma, who had been severely beaten just now, suddenly became brave.
Then, these B-level watchmen didn't just watch, they opened fire crazily in this direction.
But No. 4 still didn't move. Her ribs rose up in an instant and turned into the feet of the centipede demon, and they were put together to form a smooth shield.
In an instant, countless bullets were fired and all turned into ricochet, scattering in all directions.
"Beautiful lady Qing Ben, why do you want to become a breeding ground for this strange demon?" Brother Long looked at No. 4. Why did this girl, who was only 14 years old and seemed to have just graduated from junior high school, become the product of such transformation.
Among the many wives he knew, their daughters were about the same age.
But this sentence seemed to step on the pain of No. 4. She roared at Kiryu Ryoma: "What do you know! You have felt my pain again! My legs were amputated, and I became the target of bullying. , even when I have to work hard to go to the toilet, no one cares about me, no one helps me, no one loves me! What do you know!"
"I can love you." Kiryu Ryoma just whispered softly.
At this moment, No. 4 was stunned.
"I can be your support. I will also care about you, help you, and love you. It's just the amputation of both legs. I will find someone to install the most perfect prosthetic limbs for you. How can your legs be such an inconvenience?" Long Brother said softly.
I don't know why, but the power of the Hundred-legged Demon has been reduced a lot. He even started to gain the upper hand in wrestling. The Hundred-legged Demon roared, but his power was completely suppressed.
"You..." No. 4 was stunned for a moment, and her brain seemed to turn into a rotating universe.
"My name is Kiryu Ryoma, I am 24 years old, a student, and unmarried." Kiryu Ryoma smiled, showing a warm smile to No. 4, "My main job is a watchman, with an annual salary of about 400,000, and my side job as an electrician, the annual salary can also be Earn 50,000 yuan, live a comfortable life, I have no bad habits, I am simple and sincere."
In the end, Kiryu Ryoma just said calmly: "Marry me and be my woman."
"Buzz!" No. 4 was stunned for a moment. She was completely stunned.
(End of chapter)
