I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Let him go!"

In the distance, Shisuke got up from the snow, leaned over and jumped out towards the ice coffin, trying to rescue the trapped Fujiwara Takumi.

"Hey, when did the proud Utali become a lackey of the He clan?!"

A snow wind passed by, and two circles of black shackles appeared on the mayor's feet...

"You... Utali, you are not a lackey of the He clan..."

Shisuke, who was tripped to the ground, looked up at No. 2 in the air with complicated eyes: "Utali, you must repay your kindness!"

"You must repay your kindness? What qualifications do you have to tell me that you must repay your kindness?!? Hahahahahaha..."

As if he had heard the absurdity of slipping the world, No. 2 flapped his wings, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Utali, it is because of your ignorant short-sighted thinking like a stupid beast that you will be able to survive in less than two hundred years. , you, the masters of Hokkaido, were forced to linger in the small corners of Lake Toya and Lake Akan by these Japanese tribes, using both soft and hard methods..."

"Hmph, isn't it all due to you... who betrayed the tribe that raised him, stole the bear skins stored in the tribe, and accepted the sponsorship of the tribe to go to some "art university"..."

But in the next second, Shisuke's cold words stopped "Number Two"'s maniacal laughter: "Is that right, Sangoro? No, I should call you the Fallen God..."

"No, I'm not...you...how could you..."

Hearing the name from the opponent's mouth, "Number Two" in the air trembled all over, and could hardly control his balance.

"Even if you dedicate yourself to evil spirits, the smell of a person will not change..."

Looking at "No. 2" in the sky, Shizuo's eyes were irrefutable and determined: "What's more, we grew up together as brothers!"

"No, you know what a fart... I have eaten the 18cm big sea bream with red bean cheese filling by the lakeside of Toya Lake, how can I be willing to go back to eat the dry and smelly salted fish in the lake?!"

"Number Two" shook his head slightly, and his tone became more and more crazy: "Hey, hey hey hey... Sangoro is already dead...and that idiotic dream, dead!"

"At that time, I naively thought that as long as I became a world-famous artist, let the whole world know our Utali culture and know that Japan is not just a 'single nation country' as the Japanese said, I would be able to change the Utali culture. status, so that the children of the clan can have a promising future!"

"However, I learned later... learning art cannot save Utali... Only by gaining stronger power... can we completely reverse the situation of the Utali tribe!"

"Now I am the No. 2 member of the Aum Shinrikai, the Snow Tengu... and the Utali tribe, under my protection, will become the noblest resident of the new world as a half-demon!"

Turning around, "Number Two" raised his hand to the "Snow Maiden" who was constantly emitting golden light from inside: "Time is waiting, the ceremony to restore the purity of this land is based on the 'God Sacrifice' of the son of the God of the He clan." Let's get started!"

"Sangoro, don't!!!"

Amid Shisuke's desperate roar, "No. 2" slowly closed his open palm!

"Puff."

Hundreds of sharp, dark and dense ice thorns protruded from the inner wall of the "snow maiden", piercing through the body of Fujiwara Takumi who had nowhere to hide and curled up with his head in his arms!

"Ugh!!!!"

Under the extreme cold and pain, Fujiwara Takumi's whole body was instantly pierced by ice thorns, leaving countless bloody holes...

Fresh blood gushed out from his body with thousands of holes like a shower after opening the gate...

But the moment it touched the ice thorn, it solidified into a dark red ice crystal.

The Germanic torture tool "Iron Maiden", which originated in the late Middle Ages, was actually used more for torture than execution.

After being pierced by one of the spikes, the victim often does not die immediately, but suffers in endless pain, and will not really die until hemorrhagic shock.

And "No. 2", a "snow virgin" made of ice and snow, has the functions of freezing to stop bleeding and paralyzing the nerves, which greatly prolongs the suffering time of the tortured.

"It seems that your god can't protect the land of the Northern Kingdom..."

When Fujiwara Takumi's vision blurred for a while, and he was about to lose consciousness in pain and blood loss, No. 2's cold words came from outside the deep dark ice: "Without the favor of the gods, the so-called 'once in four thousand years' It’s no different from the brown bear waiting to be slaughtered at the ‘Bear Spirit Sacrifice’.”

"talent……"

Fujiwara Takumi struggled to say something, but was blocked by the blood gushing from his throat...

The world in front of him sank into endless darkness.

"I haven't cared about it. 』

...

"I am... where..."

Opening his eyes, Fujiwara Takumi was in the darkness of nothingness.

"You're going to die again, son of a waste."

Behind him, a lazy voice sounded.

"Who?! Uh, my Krypton..."

Fujiwara Takumi turned his head when he heard the sound, and was suddenly dazzled by the sudden strong golden glow...

"you……"

A man with a mustache wearing a royal robe dyed with cotinus cotinus and a tassel crown about one meter long is lying on a giant sixteen-petal eight-fold chrysanthemum pattern.

Although his clothes are gorgeous and grand, and his appearance is mighty and extraordinary, he raises his legs high without manners, rests his cheek in one hand, and holds a huge threaded lollipop in the other.

"Are you..."

Just looking at the clothes, Fujiwara Takumi already knew the identity of the visitor from the bottom of his heart.

"Emperor Meiji?"

In Japan, only the emperor is eligible to wear this costume.

And the one in front of him is obviously not the current emperor whom he meets every year during sacrifices and festivals.

"There's no need to be formal, as the Son of God, you can directly call me Lu Ren."

Lu Ren greedily licked the lollipop in his hand, and Lu Ren's eyes with golden chrysanthemum patterns stared at Fujiwara Takumi calmly: "As the first stupid 'Liu Li Shen Physique', how do you feel? "

"Dead? Yes, yes! I... I was locked in that 'Snow Maiden'..."

Recalling the memory of being pierced by the "Snow Maiden" with thousands of arrows before losing consciousness, Fujiwara Takumi subconsciously clamped his buttocks, and his face turned pale: "So, I am already dead, so I came to you A report from the also dead Emperor?"

"Although the word "death" makes people feel uncomfortable, it is impossible to refute it... Yes, you are dead, but you are not completely dead..."

"Then, so you came to save me? Yes, just like the last time you faced Chongdeyuan..."

Hearing the glimmer of life in the other party's words, Fujiwara Takumi's expression became excited again.

"Sorry, it can't be done."

With a lollipop in his mouth, Lu Ren lay down among the stamens of the chrysanthemum, his feet swinging up and down leisurely.