Soul Painter

Wu is studious standing on the roof.

I saw darkness surging in all directions.

Although the minions still did not appear in the field of vision.

But inspiration was already reminding him that these surging darkness belonged to demons.

That is the color of despair.

But those colors are partly gone in a huge pyrotechnic explosion.

The remaining part was blocked like a dam in the three directions of east, west, and north. The darkness was intercepted and blocked. It should be the support of STK, right?

"Bai Liusu, Duncan Vizsla, Hua Yingxiong..." Wu Haoxue silently read the names of these investigators.

Known as the strongest 'tassel' of Class B.

One of the leaders of the gravediggers 'Black Caesar'.

The "firstborn" of Lachette's children.

Each of them is a big name in the investigator community and the world of the dark side.

Each record is not inferior to Minase Harumi.

so. .

"Thank you very much!" Wu Haoxue stood on the roof and focused his energy on the south. After jumping over several roofs in a row, he also encountered puppet minions rushing towards him.

It is neither white Wisdom nor red Wisdom.

Not the Legion of Angels either.

It is a puppet minion directly under the emperor.

This is not the first time Wu Haoxue has encountered them.

Three months ago, in Kyoto, the investigator team fell under their siege, so much so that the boss committed suicide, and the grave guards and war madmen became demons.

Meet again at this moment.

Wu Haoxue thought that his anger would skyrocket and his fighting spirit would boil.

But what surges in my heart is only calm and calm courage.

He bent his bow and set his arrows, passing through his mutated body many times, so he had to be very careful not to shatter the compound bow in his hand with a maximum tensile force of 200 pounds. Now, his shooting radius has reached 700 meters, and his firing rate has exceeded 150 meters. Every second, such arrows are equivalent to half-speed bullets. The key is that these arrows will explode.

boom!

The puppets galloping down the street were blown up and down.

But then they climbed up quickly again, and Wu Haoxue's ordinary explosive arrows could not cause fatal damage to them.

It's going to be a grind.

It is also a desperate battle.

But Wu Haoxue did not have the slightest fear.

...

Explosions came one after another outside the window.

In an instant, the peaceful night in Shinjuku was disturbed and turned into a pot of hot porridge.

Gao Fan glanced at the flames outside the window.

continue his work.

After painting Harumo Minase, Gao Fan's skill value jumped again. First of all, the mysteries of "Fate Stone" and "Sand of Timing" raised his mysticism to 67, and his distortion skill value exceeded half a hundred, reaching Scored 52.17, and the focus skill skyrocketed to 32.

These soaring skill points due to the test compared with the great beings allowed Gao Fan to wave his paintbrush more smoothly, and once again painted the mystery of the silver key into the canvas, but the explosion sound beside his ears Tell him it's still not enough, he has to go faster.

"God?" Gao Fan called out.

Meow~God jumped on Gao Fan's shoulders.

Gao Fan rubbed his face against God's soft and smooth skin, which seemed to be a ritual, reawakening the coming of the world's most beautiful.

When the touch that brought Gao Fan infinite spiritual pleasure once again reached the depths of Gao Fan's heart through the skin, causing every pore in his body to let out a moan-like sigh, his skill value jumped again.

No one knew that the reason why Gao Fan spent the previous 20 days of retreat was not because of hunger, but because he was addicted to smoking cats.

And the Tokyo team didn't pass the message of 'For the sake of your health, don't indulge in petting cats' to Gao Fan because they felt the message was meaningless. Of course, even if it was passed, Gao Fan wouldn't listen.

What a joy to pet a cat.

...

In the middle of the night.

Residents of Shinjuku were first awakened from their sleep by the sound of the explosion.

Many gangsters thought it was an enemy who came to the door, took out a watermelon knife and an iron chain, and with a bare back full of tattoos, they slammed open the wooden door, only to see a strange puppet passing by their courtyard.

These puppets are either dressed in samurai costumes, or ninja costumes, and some are gorgeously dressed like god emperors. Their wood-colored carvings have round eyes with black pupils. When they stare at these gangsters, they immediately disintegrate all the courage of these humans. .

Be it members of gangs, residents of foreign countries, or ordinary citizens, they all cower in their own homes and dare not watch the night parade of ghosts outside.

More than 5,000 B-level minions directly under the emperor are running rampant in the Shinjuku area.

Their target was a private house located in the Waseda area of ​​Shinjuku.

The servants commanding these minions are the prime minister himself, the grave guard who is responsible for providing information support, and the war mad who is lurking in the sewer and is tracking the whereabouts of the Tokyo team at the moment.

The Emperor did not appear.

There is no doubt that at this critical moment, the Emperor has more important things to do.

He needs to personally direct the big sneak attack he calls the "Kamikaze Plan".

...

"There are three more investigators," the gravekeeper said to the prime minister.

"Oh...Traces of a submarine were found in Tokyo Port four hours ago. Is it the means of transportation for these three investigators?" The Prime Minister smiled kindly, "Who are they?"

"I don't know for the time being." The tomb keeper picked up a handful of soil and stuffed it into his mouth, tasted it, and after being made an A-level servant by the God Emperor, his ability range was expanded, and he was able to pass through more media within a certain range. , to understand the target’s information, for example, if you taste the soil at this moment, you will know that there are three more investigators.

"But it's very strong, B-level or A-level." The grave guard said.

"At this time, such a powerful investigator resource was invested in Shinjuku, Tokyo, and the Minase Harumi gang left here again..."

The Prime Minister fell into confusion. Obviously, these intelligences are contradictory. If Shinjuku is so important, why did Minase Harumi gang leave? If Shinjuku is not important, why did a new powerful investigator arrive?

"No matter what, since the key person that Your Excellency Qinfan wants is still in Shinjuku and has not left, then our task is to catch this person, this investigator code-named 'Painter'." The Prime Minister said.

"I'm sure that the 'painter' is still in Shinjuku, only the 'high school student' Minase Harumi, the 'detective' Sambo, and the 'fraudster' Ryuzaki have left Shinjuku, Zhankuang is following them, and the direction is Yokosuka." The gravekeeper said in a low voice. said in a voice.

"They will meet a big surprise at the port of Yokohama." The Prime Minister smiled, "And here, we have to work hard and not keep the Emperor waiting for a long time. There is still a country waiting for us to conquer."

The gravekeeper nodded silently.

Driven by the devil, he is just a shell at the moment.

...

After leaving Shinjuku.

The Tokyo squad reached the port of Yokohama in Yokosuka after forty-five minutes.

The explosion dealt heavy damage to Ryuzaki's flying polyp form.

And the Zhan Kuang who followed from behind was even more like a maggot with a bone attached to it.

"Leave this to me." Ryuzaki said like a transparent giant snake.

"How is this possible!" Minase Harumi shook her head violently.

"Get out and do your own thing! I have the freedom to choose where I die!" Demon Ryuzaki yelled at his companions.

Sanbao pulled up Minase Harumi who was crying and shaking his head and crawled out of the sewer.

Not far from Yokohama Port.

Nearly a hundred warships are ready to go in the dark.

And a huge figure who had been waiting here for a long time made a 'snoring' mocking sound at them.

As if to say, why did you come here? I have waited too long for you.