I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

Just everywhere in Tokyo, when the gates of hell in the sky were in chaos, the Kuramae apartment in the center of the "storm" was still dead and quiet.

On the roof of the apartment, Mochizuki Aya is a petite body, standing upright in the hunting night breeze.

A vague layer of golden spiritual power surged over her body, isolating the frantic whispers from the dead and the chilling coldness in the resentment.

The black mist formed by the surrounding grievances was so dense that the naked eye could not see things, and even the inspiration of the eliminator was forcibly suppressed to a few meters in front of him.

However, this didn't stop Mochizuki Ayano's pair of golden pupils, who were shining like cats in the dark, looking up at the dark red giant door above her head and the full moon in the night sky through the rich and suffocating resentment.

A ray of white moonlight, like raindrops, spilled from the gap of grievances, unknowingly pour into her body, restoring her lost pupil power.

Holding two guns, Mochizuki Ayano was shooting at the top of the apartment unhurriedly.

A huge skeleton almost as high as the apartment in front of Tibet, like a domestic animal giving birth, roughly squeezed half of its body and head out of the crack in the door, and leaned toward the apartment below.

Because it smells the long-awaited breath of living beings.

The light of spiritual power bullets constantly erupted on the giant skeleton, knocking the pale jade bones into pits and pits.

However, compared with the huge size of the skeleton, those bullet holes can't even be called pores.

And the place smashed by the bullet, with the help of the strong resentment around, is also slowly recovering.

Ignoring Mochizuki Ayano's shooting directly, the giant skeleton couldn't wait to squeeze the remaining legs and hands out of the door, and jumped down from the air.

"boom."

Following the earthquake-like shock, a huge skeleton nearly 20 meters high jumped from a height of hundreds of meters and hit the center of the parking lot in front of the apartment in front of Tibet, stepping on the surrounding engineering vehicles and the parking lot. Torn apart.

"Huang Skull, is it so strong?"

Mochizuki Ayano tried her best to maintain her balance in the violent shaking, and she continued to shoot at the skull that was just above the roof of the apartment with her double guns.

Desolate skeletons are rumored to be giant skeletons formed by unburied souls on the battlefield, amid the pain of lethal scars and accumulating grievances.

The bones and soul of the person killed by the desolate skeleton will always become part of their body, making them taller and taller.

The ridiculous skeletons recorded in the ninth lesson file were about five meters in size, and they were rated as "two" afterwards.

"It hurts... my eyes hurt..."

The soul fire in the eye hole was impacted by the spiritual power bullet, and the wild skeleton even uttered words and wailed in pain.

I saw it raised its huge palm high, like a mosquito, and slammed it down toward the rooftop where Mochizuki Ayano was.

Never looked away from the opponent, Mochizuki Ayano instantly predicted its actions, and rushed into the fire stairs and hid in the room on the fifth floor.

The huge skeletal fist bombarded the objectified Tibetan apartment building, leaving no scratches except for the violent vibration.

On the contrary, the entire arm of the Huang Skull was shaken to pieces and splashed all over the sky because of the reaction force.

Taking this opportunity, Mochizuki Ayano, who was hiding in the house on the fifth floor, shot frantically at its eyes through the window, and the burning soul fire continued to disperse.

"It hurts... the palm hurts..."

Under the pain of the wild skeleton, he picked up the surrounding vehicles with his only hand and threw it violently towards the fifth floor where Mochizuki Ayano was.

"not good……"

Mochizuki Ayano just rolled into the corridor and smashed the vehicle parts torn apart on the window edge, rubbing her body and rushing into the house violently.

If you are accidentally touched, I'm afraid you will have to become mashed flesh.

"Feel the pain, experience the pain, accept the pain, understand the pain!!!"

Seeing that this trick worked, Huang Gu continued to pick up vehicles on the ground and threw them toward the apartment window in front of them.

Mochizuki Ayano's small body quickly ran back and forth in the apartment floor, relying on powerful dynamic visual ability and anticipation, to avoid the continuous smashing vehicle debris.

In the middle of the parking lot, the arms of the wild skeletons that were originally scattered on the ground, with the help of grievances, slowly gathered towards the huge body, and they were about to recover.

As more and more vehicle debris was smashed in, several passages and corridors had been blocked, and the space for her to move became smaller and smaller.

"Below... it hurts too!!!"

He saw the fire burning in Huang Skull's eyes, and he carried the large movable hydraulic lift that was originally intended to move the entire apartment, and threw it toward the Tibetan apartment.

That huge hydraulic lift hit the main body of the indestructible apartment building, and instantly shattered into countless pieces, flooding into the windows of every floor...

"Hiss... awful..."

Mochizuki Ayano struggled to curl up on the side of the corridor, dodge the rain-like broken parts dangerously, but found that she had been completely blocked at the end of the corridor, unable to retreat.

Several small blood stains appeared on her arm.

The balance of victory and defeat, I don't know when it has been completely tilted.

"Hey... this time... you can't hide it..."

The Huang Skull grinned and touched the ground, but he felt empty...

The original large construction vehicles in the parking lot have been completely smashed by it.

"Turn it into...my hard bone..."

Huang Skull walked to the corner of the parking lot, picked up an object covered with oilcloth, and prepared to throw it towards the corridor window where Mochizuki Ayano was, giving the cunning "rat" the final blow in front of him.

"Ruined……"

Seeing the other's actions, Mochizuki Ayano's mouth showed bitterness with nowhere to escape.

Is it just a barren skeleton coming out of the door to force himself to be replaced?

"Boom boom boom..."

The piercing noise of locomotive exhaust sounded abruptly in the silent parking lot.

"Could it be..."

Hearing this familiar voice, Mochizuki Ayano's heart beat wildly subconsciously.

Immediately, she couldn't help laughing at herself.

"Impossible, that guy came from Akagi Shrine, and traversed most of Tokyo, and he was not so fast by plane..."

I have sucked in resentment too much, are you confused?

Not to mention that within the scope of grievance, all equipment that depends on energy cannot be driven...

Even if that guy rushed over from Shinjuku, he might not be able to defeat the "enhanced" desolate skeleton in front of him.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

However, the roar of the exhaust sound became more fierce, reminding Mochizuki Ayano that this was not an auditory hallucination.

The desolate skeleton, who had originally raised his hand to be smashed, was stunned by this frenzied sound.

It turned its head stiffly, and looked into its own hand suspiciously.

Because the source of this annoying roar is the unknown thing it holds in its hand, which is constantly vibrating like some kind of PLAY props and wrapped in oilcloth.

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