The dimensional game Emperor of Europe descends

There are often some costs to the way of exorcising demons.

Standing in the dark alley, Kazumi stood quietly, his loose shirt stained with scarlet blood, and his light brown casual pants were completely soaked.

Tasting the faint chill in the blood stain, he snorted with Izumi Makoto, and complained helplessly:

“Walking around the streets in a bloody suit will definitely be shot as a terrorist, right?”

Now, he didn’t dare to compliment this picture, bright red blood stains spilled on his body, and even his face had a faint blood stain, looking like a brutal murderer who had just killed dozens of people.

And the alley was also covered in blood, and the headless little Lori who came out scary just now had turned into a puddle of meat mud.

Whether it was the head that flew out, or the body without a head, it turned into scum under the powerful beating of the black ghost.

Only the small axe still fell to the ground, emitting a faint fluorescence.

“That’s not right…”

Kazumi Makoto suddenly thought of something, he bent down and grabbed the small axe, and a curtain of light bloomed in front of him.

[Headless Ghost’s Skull Axe].

Type: Short-handled hand axe, flying axe.

Quality: Grade E

Power: 15

Introduction: This thing is as short as your thing.

Binding consumes 100 dimensional points, which can be placed in system space, equipped, and traded.

……

“That’s too spicy chicken, isn’t it?” Flipping the small axe in his hand, Kazumi shrugged his shoulders.

Black Ghost can use human weapons and equipment, but this small axe does not match Black Ghost’s adult size at all, and it is like a toy in the hand.

Moreover, cutting people with a small axe is definitely cooler than using a fist Euler!

“However, the equipment seems to be stowable.”

Kazumi Makoto held this small axe, and a curtain of light bloomed again.

“Do you want to bind this item?”

“Bind it…”

It is the first piece of equipment that he burst out, although it has no actual combat value, but at least it is commemorative!

“But I seem to have forgotten something.”

Kazumi Makoto whispered, and in front of him, the black ghost was suspended quietly.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and pointed to the end of the dark alley, and the black ghost also turned into a dark phantom, and rushed over in an instant.

There, in a pile of scattered wood, pressed the bones of a decaying little girl.

“Bang bang bang !!!!!!”

The black ghost’s steel fist swung more than a dozen times per second at a speed far beyond that of humans, bombarding the pile of wood like a pile driver.

In an instant, the broken wood dregs and the little girl’s bones were smashed into small cakes.

“Kill the headless grudge and get 500 dimensional points.”

……

“Sure enough, this little girl is much stronger than the previous Gayo doppelganger.”

Standing in the dark alley, Kazumi glanced at the pile of broken wood and bones, and he pouted, with a hint of mockery on his face.

Neither this headless little girl nor the previous Gayo doppelganger was no threat to Makoto Kazumi.

With an absolute immortal body and a powerful black ghost, he is almost undefeated in this game copy.

“Now, it’s time to go for a meal, but before you eat…”

Glancing at the blood stains on his body, Kazumi Cheng pulled the corners of his clothes with both hands, turned it over hard, took off his shirt directly, and then took off his casual pants.

Just like that, he stood in the alley, and then snapped his fingers comfortably.

“Wha-”

A muffled sound echoed from the alley, and the black ghost directly punched through one of the walls of the alley.

In this wall, there is a neatly tidied residential bedroom.

The entire house was empty, and Kazumi stepped in with a big grin, pulled out a clean set of men’s clothing from the closet here, and put it on neatly.

His figure is not bad, not fat or thin, most of the clothes can be worn.

After changing a pair, Kazumi Makoto glanced at the wall that had been blasted open, casually took out a two-million scratch ticket from his pocket, and threw it into the living room of this house as a gift in return.

Although it is a little uninvited, Makoto Kazumi is still very “polite”.

“Let’s go have a meal first, and then think about buying clothes or something.”

While speaking, Kazumi Makoto walked towards the outside of the house with a black ghost, this dangerous dimensional game seemed as easy and simple to him as stepping into the green wilderness.

Meanwhile, in the alley, a hunting dog was lying on his stomach and sniffing softly on the shirt that Kazumi had taken off.

Behind this hound, a beautiful woman was standing.

……

“Here’s a snowflake beef, ten ripe, yes, you heard right, ten ripe.”

In an upscale Wagyu restaurant, Makoto Waizumi sat in front of the iron plate at the bar counter and said to the bewildered chef

“I haven’t had a good appetite lately, and ten ripe beef is more appetizing to me.”

“This…” The chef, who had studied at a Michelin restaurant, was stunned, and he didn’t know how to answer the young man.

Every gentleman and lady who comes to eat high-priced wagyu beef only eats five or six ripe, or even only three or four ripe, in order to improve the taste of beef.

This was the first time he had encountered a strange man who ate ten ripe wagyu beef!!!

“Well, by the way, two more portions, give me five pounds of beef.”

Listening to Heizumi’s order, the chef threw the tool for frying beef directly on the iron plate, and said to Heizumi Makoto with an angry hum

“This gentleman! Please don’t insult my career! ”

“Well, I won’t insult you.” Sitting in front of the iron plate, Kazumi said with a smile, he took out a thick stack of Fukuzawa Ji 10,000 yuan bills from his arms, took out half of them, and handed it to this spineless cook.

“Two hundred thousand yen, five pounds of beef, ten ripe.”

“Big brother! Wrap it around me! ”

Mr. Chef, who demonstrates the “law of true fragrance” with his actions, quickly takes the most expensive snowflake beef from the fresh-keeping freezer, quickly cuts it into thick slices, uses a neat technique to melt the butter, chops the onion and garnishes, and cooks the steak for Waizumi.

In such a remote town, the sales of steaks in Wagyu beef restaurants are very pitiful, and if you can meet a local tyrant like Waizumi Makoto, who does not care about blood, the chef will certainly not let go.

200,000 yen! Although it is not worth mentioning among Michelin restaurants in Tokyo, in this kind of town, it is already the turnover of this restaurant for several months!

What a fragrance!

“Here’s a bite dude!”

While frying the steak, the head chef in the white top hat tossed the vegetable salad and placed it respectfully in front of Kazumi.

This steakhouse is located on the commercial street in the middle of the town, and although there are many pedestrians, there is always a sense of gloom that makes Waizumi very uncomfortable.

But the decoration in the restaurant is very warm, and the warm yellow chandelier and simple decoration style make Hequan Cheng temporarily wash away the negative emotions on his body.

Unfortunately, it is now about two o’clock in the afternoon, and the western restaurant is almost closed, and there are no more customers in the restaurant except for He Quancheng.

Sniffing the air full of high-quality butter, Kazumi picked up the knife and fork prepared on the side, poked a red cherry tomato, and chewed the sweet and sour juice in the small tomato.

“Crunch-”

At the same time, the door of the western restaurant was gently pushed open, and a woman wearing an OL lady’s suit and black silk socks slowly walked towards her with a hunting dog.

She has a delicate appearance, a tear mole that captures all living beings under her beautiful eyes, and there is a magical charm on her, which makes people involuntarily attracted to her.

The head chef, who was still busy just now, was stunned the moment he saw this woman, and the beef on the iron plate was also moisturizing, emitting a faint burnt smell.

“Hey, the beef is paste…”

Kazumi Makoto ate cherry tomatoes and casually reminded, but the cook stared at the woman as if he had lost his soul, sluggish like a puppet whose soul had been taken.

“Little brother, can I sit here?”

The voice of the artifice sounded behind him, and Kazumi Makoto couldn’t help but be shocked, and goosebumps appeared on his body.

“You know what…”

But then, there was a coolness in his mind, which allowed Hequan Makoto to get rid of this state of lost soul.

He slowly turned around and looked at the beautiful woman and said flatly

“I hate being called my little brother the most.”

“Bang bang bang !!!!!!”

The next moment, the black ghost rushed up and slammed a punch into the woman’s face, and the pair of dark steel fists were like pile drivers, beating all corners of this woman’s body!

Euler Euler Euler Euler Euler !!!!!!

“Uh-uh…”

A few seconds later, the woman who was smashed against the wall Euler slowly slipped down from the wall, her blood spilled in the western restaurant, but the blood also had a fascinating aroma, making people want to lie on the ground and suck the sweet blood….

The woman had fallen to the ground like an adult, and the cook, who had just been controlled by this woman, was also squatting with a lost soul, looking demented.

Obviously, this woman is also a dangerous “demon and ghost”.

“Gee, I just want to have a good meal…”

He Quancheng looked around, there was only one steak chef in this Western restaurant, and the other chefs should have been off work.

The steak on the iron plate gave off a faint burnt smell, and Kazumi turned over the bar, flipped the steak with a tool spatula on the iron plate, cut the steak into small pieces, and found a bottle of cumin powder and chili noodles from under the bar, and directly sprinkled it on three times by five.

A luxurious Wagyu beef meal turned into a simple roadside barbecue, of course, the delicious meat quality of Wagyu beef was destroyed by the violence of Waizumi, but burst out another beauty, chewing small pieces of beef, shredded meat burst in the mouth, and the mellow gravy made Waizumi Makoto full of fragrant.

On the other side, the woman who had been beaten into a human form was gradually getting up from the ground.

The injuries on her body were rapidly dissipating, but her face was pale, and she was full of horror at the blood splattered on the ground.

In that blood, egg-like things are slowly condensing, and even though the woman tramples on them with her feet, these eggs are still growing rapidly.

“No, don’t…” she wailed, and the hounds she held in her hands were attracted and devoured by eggs.

“Tomie Kawakami?” Sitting on the other side of the bar, Makoto Waizumi dropped the poor head chef under the bar, stir-frying the fat wagyu beef while enjoying a freshly pried bottle of dark beer, happy like a fairy.

“You…” looked at the old god Kazumi Makoto who was eating barbecue and drinking beer, and as soon as he walked in, he was wailed by Kawakami Tomoe, who was full of old fists:

“Quick! I command you! kill these eggs…”

“Aren’t those eggs part of you too?” Sitting on the swivel chair on the other side of the bar, Kazumi Makoto looked at this poor fellow, and he sneered

“Why, don’t you call me ‘little brother’ now?”