Human accounts are forced to reach max level

Find out who the forgotten existence is in the missing memory.

Instinct told him that it was a threat and an opportunity.

Sabe Kyoichiro, who was still kneeling on one knee and still retained his original memory, but his personality had been completely distorted, said piously with a hoarse voice.

"As you command... send me off to my God."

No one knows, no one notices.

Under the vast starry sky, the city is located on the earth.

It started to become abnormal.

...

"Ah sneeze——!"

In a quiet room in Tokugawa Mansion, on a tatami bed, Gafan, who had taken off his blue and white coat and put on plaid pajamas, sat up and rubbed his nose in confusion.

"That's weird, why are you sneezing again?"

He looked suspicious: "Isn't it true that I have a cold?"

"You're a ghost with a cold. You're stronger than an ox now, so you won't get sick at all."

Lying aside, covered with the same duvet, System rolled his eyes angrily and puffed out his mouth in dissatisfaction.

"Gafan, the fried octopus with green pepper you made tonight was really unpalatable."

"Please, be reasonable. This is my first time doing this, okay?"

Hearing this, he immediately forgot about the strange thing about sneezing. Gafan looked at the other party with a speechless expression and said.

At that time, it was always troublesome to deal with the octopus he bought. He was struggling for a long time about how to add condiments.

"Then why did you add green pepper?"

"Because you like spicy food."

"Yes, but I don't like green peppers!"

"...Eh?" Gafan was stunned for a moment, "Is that so? I never noticed it before."

"Because I've never eaten green peppers before, tonight is the first time, and the taste is weird." The system muttered depressedly, and then patted the duvet casually.

"And don't sit still, lie down now, otherwise I'll feel a little cold."

"I know, who told you to only wear a T-shirt when sleeping, and even refused to wear plush pajamas to keep warm."

A casual glance at the virtual panel revealed that the lost person who seemed to be far away on another continent was constantly approaching here.

What a coincidence, it saved him from having to cross the Pacific Ocean.

With this thought in his mind, Gafan sighed helplessly and lay down again. He also raised his hand to cover the system more tightly with the down quilt.

"As for the octopus, if there is still some left after cooking today, I will bake it for you tomorrow."

"Well, remember to bake it well then."

System, who had come closer at some point, smiled cutely, then naturally shared a pillow with the other person, and huddled close to the other person's arms.

"Hey, Gafan."

"Well, what's wrong?"

"What are we going to do tomorrow?" Face to face, the system blinked its clear and beautiful blue eyes and asked curiously.

"Um, I don't know."

After thinking about it, Gafan also smiled casually. After touching the other person's soft white hair with his hand, he held the child gently in his arms out of inertia.

"Let's talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow. The world is so safe anyway, so we don't have to worry about anything."

"That's right, okay, let's talk about it tomorrow."

After the system muttered a few words, he quickly fell asleep and his eyelids became heavy.

"Well, Gafan, I want to sleep."

"Well, go to sleep if you want. When you wake up..."

With the other party well protected in his arms, Gafan spoke softly and lazily.

"Tomorrow will be a good day."

Chapter 159: The beginning of chaos

Tokyo, airport.

A group of tourists who had just passed the security check and were pushing their suitcases were discussing in whispers the two tall figures walking side by side in front of them.

Their eyes were full of surprise because they had seen one of them on TV.

In that "father and son fight" that everyone saw, he was as powerful as a celebrity in a science fiction movie.

"Is that the famous person?"

"Absolutely, look at that strong body, it's much more exaggerated than a professional boxer!"

"Should we go over and get an autograph?"

"This, I'm a bit afraid, it feels so scary."

"By the way, who is that weirdo next to him? He is well-dressed and wearing a helmet and mask."

And these quiet conversations were all heard by Severn.

Who are you calling a weirdo? There was just something wrong with his transformation.

With a helpless sigh, Severn slightly pressed the ill-fitting peaked cap on his head.

"Don't worry, Severn, a strong person doesn't need to care about other people's opinions."

Yujiro Fanma, who was dressed as usual except for wearing sunglasses on his nose to disguise his identity, said casually.

He looked at the busy, crowded airport in front of him, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked unimpeded on the road that the crowd gave way to, without any change in his plain eyes.

It's been a while since I've been back to Japan, and I don't know how that brat Basuga is doing lately.

"Speaking of which, I saw the King of Liehai guy on TV yesterday. He has ended his career as a boxer in the United States and is also coming to Japan. I thought I would just meet him."

He lit a cigarette for himself, held it in his mouth, and had already walked out of the airport. He ignored the people around him and took pictures, and looked sideways at his friends beside him.

"Seven, you said that you sensed something wrong across the Pacific Ocean. What do you mean?"

"...I'm also a little unsure, after all, I only felt it suddenly for a moment."

Severn, who was a little unaccustomed to being watched by so many people, quickened his pace a little: "Although it is very weak, I have only seen that level of evil and distortion in my life of tens of thousands of years. I think it is necessary to come and confirm it." ”

"Oh, is it the monster or something you mentioned when we were chatting?"

"Probably, and monsters are just a unified name. They actually have their own race names."

Seven shook his head slightly, nodded slightly, and then came to the busy street. He didn't mean to take a taxi, but closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

Such an action made passers-by look at him in surprise, but their eyes were quickly attracted by the strong figure next to the strange man.

Taking off the cigarette from his mouth and blowing out the white smoke, Yujiro Fanma waited quietly for the person next to him to finish his perception.

He is actually a person who lives quite freely and does whatever he wants.

Nothing can restrain him, and there are very few things that can stop him from moving forward, let alone waste his precious time waiting for someone quietly.

But that's just because there are always some ridiculously weak guys around him, and no one can get along with him on an equal footing.

Except Severn.

"Yujiro." Severn finished his perception and his tone became a little serious.

"Well, what's wrong?"

"This city...is a little strange."

Severn raised his head and looked at the sky, where there were a few crows that happened to fly by, and they were unusually large.

"I can't give a specific description. It's just that I found that there is something wrong with many creatures, including some humans."

Moreover, his perception seemed to be partially blocked by something, and he probably missed many details.

The solemn feeling in my heart is getting heavier and heavier.

He is still injured. The serious injuries caused by the battle with the new species of monster a month ago have not yet fully healed.

And because he did not maintain the giant state and chose the human body, the energy stored in his body is not very much.

"...Anyway, let's check it out first."

Seven turned to look at Yujiro Noma who had just finished smoking a cigarette, and asked in a deep voice: "Yujiro, do you know if there is any place nearby that can lead to the 'underground'?"

"underground?"

"Well, most of the anomalies I sense seem to come from the sewer system under our feet that extends throughout the city."

"The sewers, that's Pico's territory."

He casually flicked the cigarette butt into a trash can ten meters away, and Yujiro Fanma recalled it for a moment.

He was still very impressed by that primitive man, after all, he had competed in strength before.

"Come with me, I'll take you to meet an interesting guy. No one should be more familiar with the sewers of Tokyo than him. After all, that's his hunting ground."

After adjusting the sunglasses that didn't suit his temperament, Yujiro Fanma showed a calm smile.

However, before taking a few steps, he stopped.

"Seven, why don't you leave?"

"I'm waiting for a red light."

"...You, an alien, still care about this?"

The man who is known as the strongest creature on earth was rarely speechless.

The being from the Kingdom of Light just shrugged slightly and smiled back.

"After all, I have lived as a human being for a period of time, and order and rules are inherently reasonable."

"Huh, tell me your story when you were a human next time."

"Well, let's leave it another day. After all, that's a pretty long story."

...

at the same time.

A certain high-rise building in a noisy urban area.

A signboard that said Shenxin Guild Hall and a huge billboard depicting a bald man chopping up a tiger told passers-by where this place was.

Headquarters of the Divine Heart Association.

Hundreds of strong men wearing karate uniforms are sparring in an orderly manner in the spacious dojo.

The sound of the collision of flesh is endless, representing the sweat of hard work.

Each of them has the ability to subdue several gangsters on his own.

And in a certain lounge.

A young man with an empty sleeve on his right arm put down his teacup, looked at the untouched hot tea in front of him, and asked with a slight smile.

"What, it doesn't suit your taste?"

When he said this, a gust of wind blew in from the window, swinging his empty sleeves, with nothing inside.

But the young man didn't care at all about this. He had long been accustomed to his one-armed state.

His name is Yuchi Katsumi.

He is the second director of the Karate Shinshin Kaikan.

He is also the first curator and the foolish adopted son of the "God of War".

At this time, he was entertaining his friend from afar, a man known as the "Fighting Hero" and the man who inherited the name of the "Fire Sea King".

"No, the tea is good tea, Mr. Katsumi, but I really don't want to taste it right now."