The Strongest Deduction of the Comprehensive Comics

On the grounds of looking for excitement, he tricked a woman into the backyard of a certain shrine, and by the way, he also tricked a guy who claimed that her son was looking for excitement together.

Murderous Yusheng Ryunosuke couldn't understand the way of thinking of this 'mother and child', so he asked him to play with him~Mom? What is the logic? Forget it, who cares, he just wants to kill people.

After bloodletting and gutting the two of them, he drew a strange and inexplicable 'summoning circle' in the backyard of the shrine.

In a place like a shrine, it is very cool to think about performing a sacrifice ceremony to summon evil gods!!!

Standing in the center of the summoning array, Ryunosuke Yu Sheng read solemnly. "All those who are facing the battle march forward in formation, hurrying like a law!!!!"

The summoning circle arranged with viscera on the floor did not respond at all.

"Sure enough, I should use the summoning code of the country on the other side of the island." Ryunosuke Yusheng shrugged, and when he was about to eliminate the crime scene, his pupils shrank slightly.

A middle-aged man wearing a dark purple suit and black-rimmed glasses walked over from the front yard of the shrine.

The visitor looked like a British gentleman, or a social elite, exuding wisdom and majesty.

That aura of long-standing superiority is countless times stronger than that of the president of a large company that Ryunosuke Uyuu killed before.

"I was seen." Ryunosuke scratched his head in distress, and reached for the knife hanging on his belt.

"A word of advice, don't try to use force against me." A magnetic voice rang softly in Ryunosuke's ear.

Ryunosuke licked his dry mouth~lips, eyes full of excitement. The former middle-aged man, who took a step in front of him, spanned more than ten meters, and stood beside his ear.

The other party is not a normal person. Ryunosuke clearly understood this.

Doesn't the brand-new unknown field represent a brand-new way of killing people? Murderer Usei Ryunosuke is overjoyed with his amazing discovery.

"Well, it's a very interesting way of summoning, but it seems that it lacks a source of magic power, so it can't be activated."

The middle-aged man looked at the summoning circle on the ground with great interest, not minding the nature of the internal organs of the summoning circle.

With a wave of the hand, the magic power poured into the summoning array, and after a faint fluorescence appeared, the summoning array suddenly disappeared.

"Oh, I thought there would be some interesting reaction, but it turned out to be a failure? ... That's right, it was drawn by a layman after all." The middle-aged man smiled lightly and shook his head.

"Hey, uncle, who are you?" Ryunosuke grinned and said excitedly.

"My name, by the way, it's necessary to report it. My name is Valery Fernando Vandilciutam. If it's short, please call me Vatican."

Van Ferme smiled at Ryunosuke and said.

"By the way, I am the king of the dead with many subordinates. Although I am being hunted down by the enemy now, and my subordinates are not around, I can't prove anything."

"The King of the Dead Apostles?!! Super COOL!!! Hey, uncle, can I also become the King of the Dead Apostles?" Ryunosuke said excitedly, waving his hands and feet.

"Huh? Meaning, you want to become a Death Apostle?" Fanfim looked at Ryunosuke with interest.

As one of the oldest dead disciples, the twenty-seventh ancestor and the fourteenth ancestor, it's not that he hasn't seen people who took the initiative to become dead disciples, but it's rare in the world to have such an excited face like Ryunosuke.

"Hey, can I?" Ryunosuke laughed and pointed to his face.

"Well, yes, it's okay. It just so happens that my power is being hunted down by the enemy. I think it will be in a state where no one can use it in the next few years. It would be nice to have one more of you."

Van Ferme narrowed his eyes slightly. The strange behavior of the young man in front of him seemed very interesting to him. Who was this kind of person he saw last time? Oh, it seems to be the artist Da Vinci.

"In this case, turn me into a dead disciple!!!" Hearing this, the smile on Ryunosuke's face became happier.

"Okay, then we need to find a cemetery now."

"Hey, why are you looking for a cemetery?"

"After the transformation of the Dead Apostle, you need to eat corpses. This process will take about a year or two. Although it can be done earlier, I don't want to spend money if I'm not sure about your qualifications."

"Hey, that's it, forget it, anyway, there are no new ways to kill people recently, so I'll just sleep for a year or two."

Ryunosuke and Van Ferme gradually drifted away amidst the sound of conversation.

At this moment, the summoning array on the ground in the backyard of the shrine glowed slightly.

In the depths of the Pacific Ocean, at the bottom of the gloomy ocean, a huge pitch-black shadow suddenly opened its blood-red eyes.

Chapter 439 Time Passes Quietly

At the end of February 1995, in the winter that had just left, white snowflakes fell in Guanbuzi City again.

In the bedroom of the two rituals, Yu sat cross-legged on the tatami, facing the window, looking out at the dense bamboo forest covered with snow, drinking warm green tea.

Nearly two years have passed since Yu taught the two rituals and Asakami Fujino at the same time. Although Yu's teaching level is so-so, the talents of the two female disciples are not enough to hold back.

In the past two years, most of the knowledge Yu knew that was suitable for teaching the two of them had been emptied, and soon after, he had completely lost the beautiful daily life of blatantly mopping up money in the name of teaching.

"Om—!"

Just when You felt that the beautiful days were gone forever, there was a buzzing sound from the bamboo forest outside the window.

With the buzzing sound, a large piece of the bamboo forest in front of him suddenly disappeared, as if bitten by some invisible giant beast, the large piece of bamboo suddenly disappeared part of its torso, and then collapsed suddenly.

"Crunch! Crunch!"

With a mournful sound, the bamboo fell on the snow, splashing piles of white snowflakes.

There was a soft rustle of snow being trampled on.

Wrapped in a white scarf and wrapped in a thick black cotton coat, Asakami Fujino, who looked a little round, walked slowly into the cleared space.

The hollow eyeballs in the pupils, and the crimson and dark green spirals surrounding the hollows, revealed the body that had devoured the bamboo forest before.

"Miss Shiki, are you still hiding?" Asakami Fujino said sarcastically, his deep and gorgeous distorted magic eyes kept scanning the surroundings, trying to lock on to the high-speed moving target.

In the remaining bamboo forest, several red phantoms flickered like lightning.

"If you always rely on running fast and dodging, can't you confront me head-on? Can't you fight me head-on?" Asakami Fujino pouted and muttered in a low voice.

"A shot from the front? Was it twisted into a twist by the twisting magic eye?" Hearing Asagami Fujino's broken thoughts, Yu secretly complained as a bystander.

The current two ceremonies don't have the bug ability of the straight death magic eye. If they don't rely on agility to move at high speed in the bamboo forest to confuse Fujino's sight, how could they be foolishly taught to be human directly by the twisted magic eye.

Having said that, this battle is counted as the 12th time this year, and it is basically like this every time.

One relied on agility to dodge and dodge, and the other stared desperately with those life-threatening small eyes. They couldn't do anything to the other party in the first place, why did they fight so diligently, You An secretly slandered.

As for meddling? He didn't even think about it, if he intervened in the fight between women, he would be 'dead' to help everyone, um, he was killed by the words.

Asakami Fujino sighed softly, and a white mist came out of his mouth. He raised his hands covered in cotton sleeves, folded them together gently, and rubbed them up and down, feeling the warmth generated by the friction.

"Surrender, it's already three o'clock, and I have to go to cram school with Yamada-san in half an hour."