I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Xinghei, be careful!"

Seeing this scene, Erqian Ryoma, who had not yet fully stood up, raised his hand and fired a shot as fast as lightning.

But the spiritual bullet only brought out a blue light on the wild man's mane, and then disappeared without a trace.

"The guy who refuses to be a 'container', just treat it as an appetizer for Master Dodara!"

It opened its ferocious mouth full of sharp teeth, enough to swallow a person, and put its hood on Higashino Kohei who was the closest.

"A tadhara? I always thought that it was just something that existed in Wakayama Prefecture's travel souvenir book."

Facing this sudden attack, Higashino Kohei still stood there unmoved.

One Tadara is a very famous one-legged and one-eyed savage in the legend of Kumano Mountain in Wakayama Prefecture. It is said that travelers passing by are often plundered as food.

"puff……"

In the next second, the "Ippendatara" jumping in the air froze, and a black meat ball above one leg suddenly exploded like an over-inflated balloon into countless sharp needle-shaped blood crystals...

"Bah..."

Before he had time to recover from the grief of "losing his only egg", the huge eyeball of the savage who called himself "Ibn Doddara" was also torn apart by the blood crystals that erupted inside!

"Uh ah ah ah ah!"

It wailed and fell from the sky, and hit Higashino Yukira in the posture of "Dogeza".

"Tsk tsk, look now, who is the appetizer? I don't even have to lift a finger to deal with a guy with a strong blood like you."

Stepping on the other party's hideous and painful face, Higashino Xinghei had an undisguised killing intent in his eyes: "Tell me, what are you guys and where did you come from... Kotomine Jiro called you, and what do you want... ..."

"Hey hey hey hey...you're right...we...we're just appetizers..."

Although the blood kept pouring out of his mouth, the savage still stared at Higashino Kohei with resentment.

"... Those guys who are really difficult and claim to be superior are still carefully selecting the right 'container'!"

"wrong answer."

Following Higashino Xinghei's stern "sentence", the sharp blood crystals that leaked from every pore of this huge one-eyed wild man shattered into a cloud of blood mist.

"Give you your real name... Mjolnir!"

At the same time, Niya, who was standing guard at the junction of the carriages, also had a silver hammer with a surge of electricity in his hand.

"boom!"

A black-robed man who had just stood up because the "dream" was lifted, instantly fell to the ground trembling under the swing of the electric hammer.

"These guys, the body structure has been completely 'ghostly'."

Stepping forward to lift off the man's black robe, looking at the body below that looked like a "collection of ghost organs", Niya's eyes revealed incomparable anger: "Aum will gather this group of believers, do you want to use them to completely destroy the body?" The 'ghostly' body, as a medium for summoning ghosts... This is really, unforgivable crime!"

In Europe, the Inquisition has the privilege of "killing on the spot" for this "living sacrifice" demon summoning ceremony.

"However, even if they prepare such a large number of media, they still need to have enough designated summoning objects..."

Immediately, she gazed through the junction of the carriages, and looked at the seemingly endless carriages in front of her with fear.

"This kind of powerful ghost cannot be picked up from the main road."

Unlike those half-baked heretics, these ghosts who came from nowhere and whose number was unknown, after exerting 100% of their strength through the medium of "physical counterparts", they were at least above the level of weirdness [2].

And in the carriages in front of him, there are hundreds of cultists who can be used as "summoning containers" and are ready to go at any time!

"Where can it come from..."

Higashino Xinghei looked up at the roof of the car where the "miracle" was still being sprinkled, and popped out a blood-colored Azure Dragon Saber with each hand.

"Of course, it's the "Hundred Ghosts Picture Scroll" on the roof that is causing the trouble!"

His wrist trembled slightly, and the blood-colored green dragon knife spun at high speed like an electric drill, turning into a long blood-colored dragon, and slammed hard on the scorched roof of the car.

But it only brought out a slight and imperceptible depression.

"Let's go, since there is no way to destroy these two grievances, we can only smash the following 'containers' ahead of time, and say hello to the president who is in charge of this site by the way!"

"Hey, hey, someone else is the president, not the president..."

Higashino Xinghei, who seemed to have some kind of awareness, held a knife in both hands, and stepped into the penultimate third car as if he was taking his younger brother to the street to "fight" with people...

Inside the carriage, several cultists who were huddled together and gnawed on the "horse foot monster's root" suddenly burst into black robes and turned into several hideous and ugly ghosts in different shapes.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie, just after arriving, there is fresh blood food, has it been delivered to your door?"

"That's right. Although the sacrifices given by those guys are fresh enough, they are not harvested by themselves. They are still a bit less flavorful."

"Hurry up, I've been in that ghostly place for hundreds of years, but I'm suffocated!"

They turned their heads and looked at the three people who had just stepped into the carriage with greedy and indifferent eyes...

"Bastard human beings, who are obviously food, dare to use such arrogant eyes..."

However, they were annoyed to find that the "Blood Eater" walking in the front with double blades not only showed no fear, but instead looked at him directly with a pair of chamfered eyes full of killing intent, as if Thinking about where to start.

...

"Boom...Boom..."

The hideous black train is roaring and galloping through the dark and endless tunnel.

If it weren't for the pair of fire pupils burning on the front of the giant car, it would be almost impossible to distinguish the rapidly retreating tunnels on both sides.

The bloody "sacrifice" was still flying above the train, and the sound of greedy gnawing, carefree roaring, and raging howling that did not resemble humans resonated and rang out among the roof and the compartment.

"That's right, the 'Complete Divine Body' has already begun to descend."

On the top of the front of the car, sitting on the "Hyakki Picture Scroll" that stretches continuously but never changes in size, Kotomine Jiro stretched his arms, listened to the movement behind him, and showed an intoxicated smile: "Wait for this train to arrive at the station!" At that time, those ignorant humans will know what the real 'Hundred Ghosts of the Night' is!"

"Bang bang bang... kach... bang... jie jie jie jie..."

Suddenly, there were gunshots, impacts, and cracks mixed with the roar of ghosts, coming from the end of the train.

"Ah?"

Kotomine Jiro turned his head subconsciously, his eyes fixed on the third-to-last carriage.

"Unexpectedly, there are mice mixed in?"

There, a "storm" composed of holy light, thunder gangs, bullets, and blood awns was bursting out of the car window.