Only then did the moon, obscured by dark clouds, peek out, allowing its light to illuminate the area.

The surroundings were very desolate, filled with artificially planted trees, evenly spaced, their leaves rustling in the night breeze.

On a pitch-black asphalt road, a tragic scene seemed to have unfolded.

Several heavy tire marks left by emergency braking scarred the ground, leading to the wreckage of a taxi that had crashed into a tree, emitting black smoke.

Inside the taxi, blood flowed freely. In the driver's seat, a terrified man lay dead, his eyes wide open, a pea-sized bloodied hole between his eyebrows, the back of his head almost completely shattered, white brain matter oozing out...

At this hour, there were hardly any people on the road between the two cities, and for a long time, no vehicles passed by.

A one-armed man, covered in blood, sat by the roadside, answering a phone call, his eyes as lifeless as Gin-san from Yorozuya.

An expression devoid of vitality, like a salted fish thoroughly cured with salt.

These days, even spending money on a taxi is difficult. Imagine, chatting with the taxi driver on the way out of the city, happily singing songs and eating sushi, when suddenly an old woman appears on the road.

The driver was also shocked. "Granny, is it really necessary to be so dedicated? This is a highway! Staging an accident is really risking your life."

I've seen plenty of staged accidents, but staging one on the highway is just asking for death. It's truly a rare sight...

When she pulled out two large pythons from her waistband, Jon knew this wasn't going to end well.

The driver reacted quickly enough, yanking the steering wheel and sending the car swerving into the woods.

Jon reacted even faster, opening the car door and jumping out the moment he saw the old woman pull out the snake heads.

Then, the driver and the car were riddled with holes by something unknown in the next second.

Then Jon avenged the driver, and conveniently ferreted out the old monster hiding in the shadows who had ambushed the driver.

Still an old woman, these two old women looked like typical impoverished rural grandmothers, but in reality, they were monsters with the hearts of beasts.

Jon spent a full half-minute killing both monsters, scattering their ashes. The process was quite simple, unadorned, and monotonous.

Roughly, it involved rushing over, blocking the opponent's attacks, enduring those he couldn't block, then walking up to her and killing her, then finding the next one - no skill required.

Although he got a few scrapes and cuts, he resolved things quickly, but unfortunately, his newly bought clothes were once again shattered.

The bodies of the pythons and venomous snakes, severed into two sections on the road, were like the spider demon he had seen in the Monster Village before, gradually disintegrating into small black dots and disappearing into the air.

Good news came over the phone, one of Jon's ideas had been verified, but such a big incident still made Jon very irritable.

For the deceased driver, all he could say was sorry. It was a monster who killed him, not himself. Jon had already avenged him.

Perhaps Jon would later help his family solve some financial problems, but time did not allow it now.

His guess had been confirmed. Now, the most important thing was to return to the hotel to retrieve his special prosthetic limb and restore his fighting power.

A streak of red and white light sped along the highway, this was destined to be a sleepless night.

At the same time, the Monster Village was a hive of activity.

This was a village-wide migration. All the villagers, men, women, old, and young, packed their belongings and ate all the people who had been 'left behind' by the 'hospitable' locals whom they had been reluctant to eat before...

Monsters are also divided into types. Many monsters are of the soul type, quick and easy to flee. Once they reach the great forest, unless you set the mountain on fire, no one can find them.

But if bull demons and horse demons run, they will inevitably leave traces. If they run together, wouldn't they be harming other monsters?

So this strategic retreat was carried out in batches, all fragmented into smaller groups, and then they would contact each other when the heat died down.

This was a consensus among everyone, no one rigidly stipulated it. Those great demons only conveyed the message that a large human force might be coming, whether to run or not was up to you.

Why? Why are there so many people? He didn't understand, and didn't even realize that he had been ambushed.

"Report, we have found a monster that looks like a hedgehog, covered in thorns, it's a prickly head." The middle-aged uncle reported the situation to the communicator.

Everyone is equipped with a communicator, hung on the ear and connected to the mouth, which can open internal channels, all channels, and command channels.

"Hasegawa, be careful, these thorns are definitely not for show..."

"Do you need to tell me? I have more combat experience than you." The middle-aged uncle scolded jokingly.

"If this mission wasn't mandatory, and if I didn't go I wouldn't get my retirement pay... That bastard who gave me my retirement papers has also disappeared, otherwise I would have gone back to my hometown to drink tea and find a chicken."

Hasegawa Taiichi's team was sent in this direction to prevent the monsters from escaping. He and his teammates had already killed a small monster...

"Stop complaining. According to the photos you took, what's in front of you may be an ordinary porcupine monster, or it may be 'Yamabiko'."

"'Yamabiko' is also a wild boar monster, but Yamabiko is not ordinary. It is on the list of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, and its strength is definitely stronger." The special envoy in the command headquarters on the other side of the walkie-talkie was giving Hasegawa Taiichi a popular science lesson.

But the porcupine monster couldn't wait any longer. He couldn't figure it out, so he simply decided to kill these people.

The porcupine monster shrunk into a ball, like a meatball chariot with thorns, rolling over.

The speed is about forty yards, the speed is okay, but the trajectory is too simple, just a straight line, without any turns.

Oh, right, this idiot seems to have turned his eyes inward, and can't see anything at all.

Everyone easily avoided this big thorn ball, but the car didn't dodge, and the thorns on its back pierced into the car.

Hasegawa Taiichi clicked his tongue in amazement. This is an armored car, and the car skin is a special steel that even grenades can't penetrate.

But even such steel was pierced by the sharp thorns on its back.

The thorn ball was twisting, but it seemed to be stuck, the thorns were stuck in the car...

"Yamabiko is afraid of low temperatures, and has a low IQ. Sometimes it gets stabbed by its own thorns..." The staff officer on the other side of the walkie-talkie seemed to be still explaining the Yamabiko monster.

The porcupine-like monster finally showed its face. It felt extremely angry in its heart, it was 'ambushed' by humans.

"Despicable humans, you actually ambushed me, let me go quickly, let us have a fair duel!" Gritting his teeth and glaring...

Everyone was speechless for a while, this monster doesn't seem to be very smart.

We haven't even made a move yet, no bullets have been fired, and it hasn't stepped on a single trap, it just gave itself away for no reason.

The porcupine monster tried its best to lift the car with the strength of its back, and then walked towards Hasegawa Taiichi's team tremblingly like an old man in his twilight years.

How pitiful, how stupid. This was everyone's only thought.

"You are the legendary Yamabiko, right."

The porcupine monster was shocked, "How could you possibly know my real name, impossible, only... Could it be that Nitabo, that dog bastard, told the humans my secret!"

The monster seemed to be still resentful, well, even the identity verification is saved...

"No need, we have already captured Yamabiko alive." Hasegawa Taiichi was very happy.

There is a lot of bonus for capturing a monster on the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons alive. Only monsters on the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons that are alive can be used to make half-demon warriors.

That is to say, dead monsters or small monsters that are not on the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons cannot be used to make half-demon warriors.

This time, there will be tens of millions of yen in extra money. Although it is divided among the whole team, each person can get at least several million yen.

After all, it's free money...

Several armed helicopters hovered over the Monster Village, and suddenly a pillar of fire twenty or thirty meters high erupted from the center of the village.

It could be seen from far outside the village, and to be honest, it scared Hasegawa Taiichi a bit.

Why aren't those fighter jets firing yet? Are they waiting for love? He knew very well the strength of those half-demon warriors who had seized the power of the monsters.

Stronger than normal people, but also limited in strength, this pillar of fire is completely in the style of a Xianxia novel...

Then Hasegawa's vision was blocked. A yellow wall more than ten meters high appeared out of thin air, surrounding the village. The inside of the village became a huge group of buildings similar to a castle tower, stunning the helicopter pilot.

The three views were completely destroyed, completely stunned...

ps: If I ask for leave or stop updating, it means that I'm stuck and have no inspiration. Yesterday was because I was delayed by private matters and forgot.

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