Nakahara Chuuya's strength is already at the ceiling level, not to mention that he is now controlled by the complete Huangbatu. Even if he doesn't have much rationality, his instincts are enough to make us helpless.

Zaizi was able to fully read all of Chuuya's possible next moves, but his command speed could not keep up with Chuuya's fighting speed, which made it difficult for Tora, Rabbit and Flower to compete with him, not to mention the harassment from the spirits around them.

My sight followed Chuuya's fighting posture and kept moving, so fast that I could feel the change of perspective for a moment. It was as if I was just like Chuuya, wantonly and arrogant in the battle.

I shook my head and put the thought aside for the time being. At this time, Saeko looked at the coast of Yokohama Port in the distance and said, "I'm afraid the problem is not with Chuuya, but in the sea. There is something in the sea that caused the changes in Chuuya's body."

Of course I can guess this. The problem is that even if we know this now, it is useless. How do we get into the sea?

Swim down?

The people with special abilities here all have special abilities related to land, right? Are there any people who can breathe underwater?

"I have to go there myself." Zaizi looked at the sea, as if he wanted to see the deep seabed through the surging sea surface.

At this moment, a vortex suddenly appeared on the sea surface and expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the middle of the vortex was a vaguely visible red dot, but I couldn't see its exact appearance.

As if to echo the abnormality on the sea surface, a beam of burning black flames emerged from Chuuya's body, and it spread out completely around the building like an explosion in a breath. Strangely, this flame had no temperature at all, and it passed through my body without causing any damage at all.

What is happening.

Before we could figure it out, Chuuya suddenly stopped all attacks and flew straight up, breaking through several layers of steel and concrete shackles. Through the holes in the ceiling, I saw Chuuya's hand reaching out for the almost invisible spear that was just a beam of light.

"We can't let him get it!" I shouted this out almost without thinking.

As I spoke, Jinghua reacted the fastest. Due to the conditioned reflex formed over the years, she carried out my words in a commanding tone without thinking.

Yasha Shirayuki flashed from behind me like a purple light and hit Chuuya's hand.

Dun Dun Tiger and Lop-Eared Rabbit followed suit, and the two of them started fighting again. But we all knew that this was not a long-term solution.

Not to mention whether they can really stop "Chuuya", even if they can really keep fighting, no one knows how long Chuuya's body can hold on. After all, every time he uses "Filth", Chuuya's body will always be hurt by the power of Aramatsu.

Zaizi and I looked at each other and quickly reached a consensus.

"I'm going to go up and see if the 'gun' above is any good for the human disqualification. You go to the beach." I said, not taking the elevator, but starting to climb up with these ruins. Perhaps the little training I had in the past few days had taken effect, and my climbing journey was very smooth.

At this moment, Zaizi suddenly shouted at me, "Hey, you absolutely, absolutely cannot go near the sea, remember! No matter what happens, you absolutely cannot!"

Don't worry, since you're already there, why should I do anything else? Would it be a waste of resources?

Only after receiving my reply did he turn around and leave with peace of mind.

The fight above was quite intense. The ability of "Moon Beast Rashomon" is already a very powerful ability in this world view, which can tear apart the supernatural power and expand the effect. However, the ability of Chuuya now can no longer be summarized by the three words "supernatural power".

I climbed to the roof effortlessly. The "gun" hanging vertically was at least five or six meters away from me. With my high jump remedial test results, there was no way I could get up there, right?

I looked around to see if there was anything I could use to attack...

"Be careful!" Jinghua shouted loudly.

A gust of cool wind behind my head made me somersault forward, and a strand of orange hair fell to the ground. I quickly touched the top of my head -

Fortunately, only the slightly long tufts of hair at the back were cut off, the top of the head is still fine and safe.

When I looked closely, I realized that the thing that had just attacked me was actually a complete human figure made up of golden light. There was no need to vaguely identify it - long curly hair, thick clothing, what looked like furry earmuffs at first glance, and golden blocks floating beside him.

Lan Tang-sang!

Before I could think about it, the floor under his left foot cracked, and he rushed towards me with a golden cube in each hand.

It's also a spirit! I blocked it with my right hand and grabbed his palm with my left hand as he was about to release his power. As expected, the ability to disable it didn't work. I leaned back and dodged his flying knee kick.

I didn't dare to stop the defensive action. I moved my wrist and opened the mechanism hidden in my cuff. Three scalpels slid down my wrist and fell into my palm. I caught them with my fingers.

I have practiced this technique many times. The special lancet donated by Mr. Mori is no less effective than Mr. Fukuzawa's knife.

This is the power of money!

The sharp blade and the golden block collided with each other, and sparks were created in an instant, just like the collision of metals.

Moreover, this strength is worthy of a transcendent. If I don’t make good use of my advantages, I’m afraid I won’t be his opponent.

What are my advantages?

Is there any need to ask this? I won't feel any pain and I won't die. Any injury will be useless to me - although it seems that he is in the same situation, but I have no choice. I have to give it a try, right?

This time I didn't even try to dodge and went straight up to meet his golden, transparent arm. Due to the height difference, his hand dug into my shoulder and the sticky blood flowed down his fingers to the ground, accompanied by a sizzling sound like frying.

……?

"A sizzling sound like frying or grilling"?

After I finished describing it myself, I was one step behind and realized the problem. Looking in the direction of the sound, "Lan Tang" had already taken a step back, his arm seemed to be corroded by some dangerous chemical, and the red blood on his hand seemed to be boiled, leaving indelible marks on his arm.

What is this operation?

I looked at the wound on my shoulder. His attack just now did not penetrate my shoulder, but only penetrated about five or six centimeters.

It seems that this amount of bleeding is enough to stop "Lan Tang". Although I don't know the principle yet, I don't need to know the process. This result is enough for me.

I laughed wantonly, put my hands into the wound and pushed them forward, trying to get both hands fully wet. This time it was Lan Tang's turn to hide from me.

I discovered that although these spirits most likely have no self-awareness, some of their knowledge and skills from their previous lives remain on them, allowing them to make accurate judgments in battle.

At this moment, a huge explosion came from the building next door. I looked over there - that was Old Sentou's room!

Before I could even get a little worried, I saw a bearded man in a white coat being carried by Alice by the collar and flying out. Along with them ran a spirit that looked very tall and strong.

I don't know him, maybe he was a member of Hong Kong's underworld in the past.

Obviously, this is also a spirit of a person with special abilities, and it is quite troublesome.

"Mr. Mori, here!" I stepped on the edge of the roof, scraped the wound with the scalpel, and threw the sharp blade stained with blood out. The "Komori Flying Knife" that Mr. Mori had demonstrated himself almost stabbed himself. Fortunately, I was the only one who was not good at it, and he was very powerful.

Even in the air, Alice flipped her hand and threw him higher, just missing the scimitar. The scimitar used inertia to directly pierce the forehead of the spirit behind him. His strength was obviously lower than that of "Lan Tang". The strong corrosiveness made him lose half of his head in an instant, and his body was like being blown up. A ball of black flames burst out from the inside, annihilating his body.

Mr. Mori saw all this as he landed.

"'Disqualified from the World' doesn't work, I have to try this thing to see if it works on the middle." I did the same thing again, filling the other two lancets with it.

But I couldn't run that high, and I didn't dare to call the Tiger, Rabbit and Flower trio rashly, lest they get distracted and get hurt.

So I looked at Mr. Mori.

He immediately understood what I meant and reached out to take my knife. Alice, as a humanoid with flying abilities, had Mr. Mori's fighting consciousness and found an opportunity to stab him with the lancet during the gap in the fight.

With a "ding" sound, the blood seemed to have some effect. The sharpness of the knife tip seemed to penetrate the innermost red light of Chuuya's body and pierce into his palm.

The feeling of pain angered the natural disaster in Chuuya's body. He seemed unable to accept that a mere human being could hurt him and make him bleed.

The phantom of the sharp spear behind him suddenly lit up, and the dazzling light made it impossible to open one's eyes. The dark clouds in the sky gradually gathered, blocking the sunlight from the sky. The whole Yokohama was completely plunged into darkness as if it had entered a new moon night.

The only bright light in the paralyzed city came from the sharp spear that was now inserted into the clouds, and the people flying in front of the spear were truly like the gods from myths descending.

However, it was not God who came, but a natural disaster.

The sea water in the distance responded to the strong light, and the red dots that were already flashing on the sea surface seemed to be connected to the sharp spear. The sky was like a huge mouth, sucking up the sea water in one breath, and the cylindrical sea water continued to rise.

There is no need to observe carefully. In the middle of the rising cylindrical sea water, there is something exactly the same as the projection in the sky.

Although I have never seen it in person, just one glance at it made me sure that it was the true form of "Fighting Aramaic Bator".

A great gun.