Soon after stepping out of the door of the Armed Detective Agency at Kaionji Temple, Edogawa Ranpo resumed his leisurely look, absentmindedly fiddling with his glass marbles.
Suddenly, the young man seemed to think of something and looked towards the door. The next second, Fukuzawa Yukichi pushed the door open and walked in as if he had telepathy with him.
"Still no..." clues?
Fukuzawa Yukichi was about to ask about Tanizaki Naomi, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Edogawa Ranpo's voice.
"President!" The detective opened his eyes, and something seemed to be burning in his green eyes.
Fukuzawa Yukichi could hear the urgency in Edogawa Ranpo's words and asked without hesitation, "What?"
"Catch up with that guy!"
"Who?" Fukuzawa Yukichi asked with a frown, not suspecting that Edogawa Ranpo was joking.
"A high school student, go downstairs and turn left, and try to be quick, President," the black-haired detective opened his eyes, stared at the glass marbles in his hand, and said to himself, "something is really wrong."
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Fukuzawa Yukichi saw the person the detective described according to the characteristics described by Edogawa Ranpo, and the moment he saw the boy, he also understood why Edogawa Ranpo asked him to catch up quickly.
The tall lady with dark aura could almost reach the street light, and she didn't look like a human being at all.
Fukuzawa Yukichi was about to take action, but he saw two elementary school students not far away and had to give up for the time being. Unless it was an emergency, letting ordinary people see the scene of the destruction of demons and gods would only provide the nutrient called fear for the revival of new demons and gods.
But in the moment he hesitated, the king from the fantasy kingdom had already responded to the wishes of his people and appeared here.
It was that boy. Fukuzawa Yukichi immediately matched this suddenly appearing child with the boy in his memory who appeared at the scene of Officer Tateda's death.
He had not heard what the two elementary school students said before, nor did he read any niche forums, so naturally he didn't know about the urban legend about the King of Wishes. At this time, he was just more alert to the boy's appearance.
And when Michelle Underwood made his grand entrance and uttered those arrogant words, the barrage also expressed its delight at his arrival.
[Here he comes again! The super cute little king!]
[I wonder if this little brother will become the main character. I'm suddenly looking forward to it.]
[Urban legends, they always feel more mysterious. Could it be that the belief in urban legends creates ghosts and gods? But it doesn’t make sense, after all, even ordinary people can see it.]
[But now Haiyin Temple is absolutely safe. The little king seems to be very disgusted with Lady Hachisha, and the president has also come out.]
[By the way, I remember someone said in the comments that he wanted to live stream eating keyboards. I wonder if that guy is still here]
[Not necessarily. What if the little king doesn’t like Haiyin Temple?]
[Although I don’t know what the little sister wished for, but I said thank you to her]
[Thank you, sister. The little king has appeared twice so far, but the official side still has no information at all.]
[By the way, didn't the latest intelligence dispatch mention a new sect?]
[You mean the Utopia? It feels very marginalized in the promotion. It only occupies a small position in it, and is treated as cannon fodder.]
As he scanned the bullet screen at Haiyin Temple, his expression didn't change much, but many thoughts flashed through his mind.
The Land of Nowhere was a completely fabricated religion when he created the alias Michel Ende. It even existed only in his imagination. But now it appeared in the world of Danmu. Haiyin Temple Suyou could not regard this as a coincidence.
This seems to be an ability that can affect this world, but it doesn't seem to be a technology from the bullet world, Haiyin Temple Suyou thought.
It is not difficult to see from some of the comments on Danmu that in the world of Danmu, some things in his world seem to be treated as entertainment news, just like the animals on the science and education channel that are monitored all the time.
Haiyin Temple Suyou was eager to know the truth, but there was too little information after all.
The desire for power and might grew wildly in his heart, and one day he would have to face it without fear.
Taking a deep breath, Haiyin Temple calmed down. Madam Bashi still followed behind him. The cold breath of the ghost almost penetrated into his bones.
The petite vest was faithfully following his instructions.
"I just wanted to taste the lovely wish, but I saw a dirty guy instead."
The blond-haired, blue-eyed little king raised his eyebrows in disdain, but this action did not destroy his cuteness at all. Instead, it made the barrage look even more eager.
The ghost in the white dress seemed to have sensed the danger from the boy and looked away from Haiyin Temple Suyou with great difficulty.
I don’t know if it’s because she’s about to succeed that Lady Hachisha no longer needs to disguise herself, but her appearance at this moment is definitely not worthy of compliments.
The woman's eyeballs, which lacked whites, were trembling abnormally, and the skin around the corners of her eyes was like water-soaked bark. It was no longer possible to see the dignified appearance she had when she first enchanted the people on the journey back to Haiyin Temple.
Her eyes were tremblingly fixed on the little king, like a scavenger bird in a state of stress, but the ghostly body of a woman remained close to the boy, and she seemed to have no intention of giving up on her prey.
The ghost in a white dress took off her hat. The white lace-edged sunhat was almost deformed in Lady Hachisha's claws. The woman's thick black hair fell down, covering half of her gradually falling skin.
Haiyin Temple Suyou felt a black, cold thread hanging down his neck, which made him shudder involuntarily, and a bitter feeling of disgust surged up from his stomach.
But she was probably going to die soon. The black-haired high school boy twitched his lips where Silver Wolf couldn't notice.
But Haiyinsi Suyou's smile soon disappeared. He used his palms to cover his face and stood there trembling like an ordinary frightened high school student, with moisture in the corners of his eyes.
Neither the barrage nor the silver-haired swordsman standing nearby noticed the slightest flaw.
Mist began to spread over the streets, and a sticky sound came from behind Haiyin Temple.
Lady Hachisha seemed to have left behind him.
It is rare for ghosts to give up their prey on their own initiative. Haiyin Temple Suyou was a little confused at first, but when he saw the woman walking towards the boy dressed as the king, the ghost's purpose became very clear.
Michel Ende, who looked no more than eight or nine years old, was undoubtedly a better prey for Lady Hachisha, who loved to kidnap young children, than Haiyin Temple Upward Travel.
"Come with me...come with me..."
A hoarse sound came from the woman's vocal organs, which seemed to be undergoing a revolution of decay, becoming dull and clumsy, as strange as walking in the rain in ill-fitting shoes.
A greedy light shone from those vulture-like eyes, the shattered face was reorganizing, and the white dress was gradually becoming neat.
A wet gurgling sound slid through the ear canals of everyone present, like a sticky slug crawling across a headset, leaving ghostly traces on everyone's eardrums.
"What's that sound?" The shorter girl looked confused and a little nervous.
Haiyin Temple Suyou let out a light click of the tongue, thinking that the two girls were probably influenced by this very abnormal Hachiya Madam.
Seeing two elementary school students whispering something, I actually ran towards the source of the sound.
Fukuzawa Yukichi was startled, but he didn't have time to rush over.
But at this moment his worries have become unnecessary.
The boy dressed as a king seemed to be more attractive to Lady Hachiya than anything else. The woman's eyes were fixed on Michel Ende, and she attacked the boy with her completely deformed claws with a speed that was completely inconsistent with her tall appearance.
However, this crazy and tense atmosphere did not last long. It disappeared after the little king casually snapped his finger.
The vibration caused by the middle finger hitting the base of the thumb is particularly crisp and pleasant in the night.
The blond boy snapped his fingers.
The moonlight pouring down from the sky to the ground seemed brighter than any moonlit night Fukuzawa Yukichi had ever seen in his life, but the swordsman soon discovered that those clear silver arcs of light were not reflections of the moon.
That is the halo coming from the dragon scales.
A white dragon emerged from the peculiarly shaped pendant around the boy's neck, its scales as white as mica covered with a brilliance that Fukuzawa Yukichi could not describe.
This layer of light seemed to be solid. He even thought at first that it was a veil covering the white dragon. The flowing silver light made every part of the dragon's body look like some fragile treasure shining in a jewelry display cabinet.
However, this white dragon soon proved that it was not a mundane creature that could only be admired, but a cold and peaceful beast.
Sharp teeth of almost the same color as the scales appeared in the white dragon's open mouth, reflecting an inorganic luster, like the sharp edges of broken mica.
White mist emerged from the dragon's mouth. It was the hot air exhaled by the white dragon. The temperature, which had become a bit piercing because Lady Hachisha had completely transformed into a ghost, seemed to rise a little because of his presence.
Fukuzawa Yukichi did not have the time to appreciate this sharp beauty for long.
"Take off its head, Fukuryu." The little king, dressed in his best clothes, spoke to Haku in the matter-of-fact tone that Fukuzawa Yukichi was familiar with.
The white dragon's speed was incredibly fast, and it disappeared from the spot like silver lightning.
Fukuzawa Yukichi didn't blink, but he still couldn't see the trajectory of the Silver Dragon. Such a speed made the swordsman involuntarily tighten his sword.
The upper body of the ghost that had a terrifying look just now disappeared into the white dragon's mouth. The woman's head left the disproportionately thin body as easily as picking a rotten grape from a branch.
A sharp howl echoed throughout the street. The woman with her head and body separated was still struggling, her black nails digging into the concrete floor tightly, like the dying scream of a cuckoo.
The rotten grapes oozed foul-smelling juice and rolled down the slope of the road to Wang's feet.
As empty and rotten as its own existence, the cracked grapes become empty as the weather weathers.
The bullet screen went wild when Lady Hachisha was killed so easily.
[Fuck, swallow it in one gulp?]
[Did I summon a ghost? Wait, is this true? This Hachishaku Lady is a mutant. How could she just eat him like that?]
[Who is this guy called Michel Ender who can subdue such a powerful demon?]
[I wonder if he is really a child now]
[That should be the case. Lady Hachishaku only attacks humans.]
[But it would be even better if it was a legal boy, the proud look is so cute!]
[I’m just going to praise you, little king. The white dragon just now was so handsome!]
"Hahahahahahahahaha, it really is, it really is empty garbage!" The boy with blond hair and blue eyes suddenly bent down and covered his stomach, laughing mockingly.
"Since you have pleased the king, I will reluctantly grant you a quick death!" The young king smiled happily and issued a cruel decree with mercy.
The sound of flesh being pulled echoed throughout the street, and a foul smell suddenly exploded in the space.