Chainsaw Man: Give Gojo Satoru Six Eyes at the beginning

The dead body was broken, and the dead body was broken.

I don't know how to describe Fu Guang's mood at this moment. After Machima was pierced through the heart by the samurai sword sent by the Dark Demon, the Hell Demon also fulfilled his promise.

All of them were sent back to the human world by the huge six-fingered palm, but when they were about to leave hell, the bell on the handle of the samurai sword inserted in Machima's heart swayed in the wind.

When he heard the ding-bell sound, Machima's body, who returned to the human world, exploded into a ball of blood mist.

Fu Guang stared blankly at the blood stain that Machima had turned into in front of him, and the world seemed to collapse completely at this moment.

Recalling his almost fanatical love for Machima because of her respect when he first met her, there were still countless wallpapers of her in his bedroom.

It was Machima who went against all odds to set up the Demon-Subduing Section 6 exclusively for Fu Guang and made him the captain, a position that required at least two years of experience to obtain.

It was she who resolutely went out to save people when she was about to despair after seeing the power of the Dark Demon, but this cost her life.

Fu Guang's heart was broken when his boss, whom he valued so much, died in front of him.

His eyes turned red due to extreme pain and congestion, and those eyes were full of despair and disbelief, as if they were about to bleed.

"How could it be... How could Miss Machima die?"

Fu Guang's lips trembled. He didn't want to believe that Machima died like this, but Machima exploded into a ball of blood in front of him. How could a dead person come back to life?

Thinking of the death of the violent demon and the spider demon, Fu Guang could only let out a broken and hoarse whimper.

He felt as if his throat was tightly strangled by an invisible big hand. Every breath was extremely difficult, accompanied by heavy sobs.

The body trembled slightly, starting from the fingertips, and the trembling gradually spread to the arms and shoulders, until the whole body was shaking violently, as if in the ice and snow, shivering uncontrollably.

The teeth bit the lower lip tightly, and deep blood marks had been bitten. The fishy and sweet taste filled the mouth, but he was unaware.

His hands hung weakly on both sides of the body. He wanted to raise them to touch Machima, but the other party didn't even leave an inch of intact remains.

Demon slayer! There was too much resentment in Fu Guang's heart that needed a place to vent.

The veins on his forehead bulged, and Fu Guang's breathing became rapid and disordered. Every breath he took seemed to be pulling the broken heart and lungs, and his chest rose and fell violently, as if he would suffocate in the next second.

At this time, the puppets of this isolated city followed the smell of blood here to find it. The puppet demon was not dead, but just lost a perfect body with all emotions.

But even if they didn't die, they wouldn't have a good ending. Tens of thousands of puppets turned into a tide and rushed to the location where Hayakawa Aki and others were.

Fu Guang's eyes were red and empty, but they were burning with endless anger. The moment countless hunters died because of him, his conscience completely collapsed and his reason dissipated.

Even though this was the human world, Fu Guang's palms were already condensing the terrifying "Cang" and "He" when he raised his hands.

Shore and Yoshida, who were a hundred meters away on the high-rise building, saw this scene and shuttled quickly between the buildings without hesitation. They didn't want to stop Fu Guang's crazy behavior, but ran in the opposite direction.

If you want to rebuke Fu Guang, you have to survive.

Yoshida looked back at the location where Gojo Fu Guang was, and it seemed that two big suns rose there, but one big sun was sky blue and the other big sun was red.

He ran more than 1,000 meters away from the shore before stopping, watching the terrifying mushroom cloud caused by the red sun in the distance being dragged by the blue sun along with countless puppet fragments sweeping across the sky.

After staring for a long time, Anbian raised his head and took a sip of white wine before sighing.

Looking at the group of puppets downstairs who were determined to rush to the center of the explosion and wanted to fight with Fu Guang, Anbian did not think that Fu Guang's behavior was wrong. On the contrary, the people within a few kilometers had already been turned into puppets by the puppet demon.

Fu Guang's move this time could not be regarded as an irreversible and unforgivable disaster to ordinary people. It can only be said that he was eliminating demons and defending the way, saving the world.

[Slaughter puppets 600, vertical and horizontal points X600. ]

[Slaughter puppets 500, vertical and horizontal points X500. ]

Two big suns, one blue and one purple, kept appearing in the sky. Fu Guang, relying on only one person in Tokyo, had a record that seemed to be able to destroy a country alone.

Until more than 10 big suns rise, the floating light body

The order of the cursed energy factors inside began to become disordered.

When Fu Guang tried to send out Cang and He again, he was unable to do so. In fact, the spell had been melted.

Even with such an incident, Fu Guang still did not kill the puppets that kept pouring out from all corners of Tokyo.

Even if the opponent said that he could not kill them all, even if the opponent said that he could even transfer the pain to the puppets in all corners of the world, even if the opponent could not feel the pain, Fu Guang still had no intention of stopping.

If the spell was melted, he would use a knife, and if the knife was broken, he would use his fist. He rushed into the group of puppets that kept pouring forward like a madman.

The ink knife in his hand swung, bringing up streaks of blood.

His movements were random, but extremely swift, as if he was killing only by instinct.

Every puppet in front of him was like a fragile straw, which was easily cut and torn by him.

His roar resounded through the sky, "You all deserve to die! You all must be buried with Miss Machima!"

His face was twisted, his expression was hideous, and sweat and blood mixed together and flowed down his cheeks.

The puppet demon found that even if it touched Fu Guang's body, it still could not infect him into a demon. It was a little scared, and it wanted to use words to make Fu Guang stop.

"Even if you kill all the puppets in Japan, I will not die. My puppets and consciousness are all over the world. Even if you kill thousands of me in Japan, any puppet in Germany, Britain, France, and the United States can become Santa Claus for me to continue killing."

But even if the puppet demon said that he would not be killed, Fu Guang still ignored it and continued to kill.

[Kill 800 puppets, vertical and horizontal points X800]

[Kill 400 puppets, vertical and horizontal points X400]

The broadcasting sound in the center of the system seemed to become numb. Fu Guang was tireless and felt no pain. He had only one thought in his mind:

Kill! Kill all these puppets and use their blood to commemorate the souls of Machima and the others.

Thousands of puppets came, but he did not retreat. Instead, he rushed towards them more frantically.