【Angelic Power】

Stored in the same world in different phases. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 This kind of power uses the magic power possessed by humans, and is activated by summoning through magic arrays, runes, etc., which is closer to the relationship between a detonator and a bomb.

[Angel Summoning] is to condense the power of angels into shape.

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[August 27]

"Slow to die!"

Aikawa said to the frog face in front of him.

"It took so long to treat a little kid who didn't even hurt a hair, and it's time to retire from the soul chaser of the underworld."

"First of all, it's good that I didn't do anything at all, and besides, my retirement will never appear in your life, don't worry."

In the face of the strongest human race, the frog face is still calm and says the established facts.

"Cut...... Forget it, put this thing aside for a moment - what do you mean by saying that you just said that you didn't do anything? ”

"It's simple, I can't cure her."

"It's not April Fool's Day, and it's too fast."

"I'm telling the truth – I can't cure her."

“……………………”

This thing in front of you can be restored intact to you as long as people are still angry = this thing can only save living humans = not human creatures, he can't cure = can make him grandly say that the patient who can't cure the three words is not human = Fiburi is not human.

"That little ghost...... Isn't it a clone. ”

"Huh? Looks like you know something else, I don't know if she's a clone or not, but it's certain that she's not human - a 100% pure scientific artifact, that is, an artificial creation, so you can understand it. ”

"Roar, that guy has been here." Aikawa instantly knew the truth implied in the doctor's words.

"Ah, it seems that he is adjusting his body, but in short, because of his own ability, he is much faster than those sisters, and he was discharged from the hospital in less than three or two days."

"Hmph~~ That guy still needs to adjust his body. Forget it, I'll talk about that later, what is Fibli's situation? ”

Aikawa shifted the subject back. The doctor followed suit.

"Well, I analyzed the proteins in her body and found that they were not substances that exist in nature...... Although I am not aware of the difference between myself and ordinary people, and my physical functions are the same as those of normal people, I can tell what the difference is from my appearance, but the problem is ......"

The doctor sat down on the bench.

“…… As soon as she starts to metabolize, a certain amount of toxins are produced, which are deposited in the body if left unchecked, causing internal organs to become dysbalanced, and finally—"

Die.

“………………”

The most desperate words in the world came out of the mouth of the soul chaser of the underworld.

（…… Speaking of which, I remember-)

Aikawa remembered the lollipop that Fiburi often ate.

"Hey, that said, Fibre is okay now because—"

"That's right, it's that lollipop, which contains ingredients that neutralize toxins, that is, that girl's life is continued through sugar."

"If you don't eat sugar, you'll die...... ? It's really funny that this sentence is happening in reality. ”

Aikawa smiled sarcastically.

What that smile contains, even the doctor doesn't know.

"All in all, as long as the creator of the little girl is found out and beaten violently, and by the way, a solution can be asked."

"That's right, and I'd like you to change the order of action if you can."

"Very good, such a happy decision! Hurry up and start the discharge process and today's lunch, and then put this matter to an easy end! ”

Aikawa didn't seem to take this matter seriously at all, and seemed to be very happy.

“…… Is that really good? ”

"Huh? What the? ”

After a slight hesitation, the doctor asked.

"If it goes on like this, you may fight the shadows again, and I warn you that this time you won't be as hasty as last time, and a bad word may turn into a rather bad situation, and the daily life you enjoy with great difficulty may be shattered."

"So what."

The strongest human being did not hesitate to reply easily.

"It's not about this mess, I'm just thinking about what I can do, whether it's a year ago or now. And ah, did you ever wonder who the person in front of you was when you said this again? I'm Jun Aikawa, this little thing is not for you to do so-so. ”

Jun Aikawa said.

"So just keep your eyes peeled and the show begins!"

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“ok…… Now it's time to play. Adjusting to the darkness, the boy said relaxedly. Hey, hedgehog-headed over there, I think you might as well leave there right away. ”

"Huh? What the? Uejo was a little unresponsive to the unexpected situation.

Rustling......

Under the floor at the bottom of the upper foot, there was the sound of wooden planks being gently scraped.

Confused, Kamijo stood up and looked at the floor beneath his feet. In that moment,

Syllable! A short meniscus blade pierced through the floor beneath his feet.

“……！”

Kamijo felt his throat dry up instantly. The blade is positioned in a subtle gap between the feet. Just two seconds ago, if Kamijo's consciousness was attracted by the dimming light and did not stand up from the sound below the floor, it was now ...... Thinking of this, uncomfortable sweat spurted from every inch of Uejo's body.

Short knife blade.

A slender meniscus blade about 30 centimeters long. But the sharp side is not on the outside but on the inside, so it's more like a scythe or an iron claw than a short knife.

There was a creaking sound, and the blade shook slightly back and forth, then gradually sank under the floor.

You have to get out of here as soon as possible. But Kamijo couldn't move. Deep in the brain went blank, as if a mysterious drug had been injected into the bloodstream. The heart is almost bursting with rapid throbbing. Kamijo stared blankly at the void left by the disappearing scimitar on the floor.

Uejo seems to have seen something.

Look into the depths of darkness through a small hole in the floor. What Kamijo saw was bloodshot, like a rotting mire, as if peeking into the room through the keyhole, staring straight at Kamijo in the dark......

A crazy eyeball.

"Babbling ......"

"Hey, calm down, it's not a big deal, you can do it instead."

The voice of the boy sounded beside him, so that the spirit of Kamijo got a trace of sustenance.

(That's right, calm down!) Don't panic! Don't be afraid! I don't know who the enemy is, but it's not a monster I've never seen before! Piercing the floor with a knife from under the floor or breaking it with a fist is not something that humans can't do! So just calm down...... ）

Thinking of this, Kamijo's eyes suddenly saw something.

The hand that grabbed his ankle.

Some have cracked nails, some have peeled off nails, and some have clotted black blood clots. The fingers were bruised-black, and there was a sizable scar on the back of the hand, and the bloody scabs seemed to be peeled off again and again, and disgusting black flesh was turned out of the wound entirely.

It looks like a rancid fruit that is spilling clear slime.

It's like the hands of a dead man infected by a mysterious homicidal germ.

"Ah...... Yes...... Woo......! ”

"I'll go, it's a waste of talent for this person not to work in the horror house."

The boy's words did not reassure Kamijo, who began to breathe rapidly and his heart beat irregularly.

Although reason clearly told me that it was nothing, the fear and trembling could not be stopped.

This sneak attacker is adept at using physical fear and disgust to immobilize his prey.

"Ah...... Yes...... Woo...... Woo......! ”

Kamijo tried to get rid of the palm that was grabbing his ankle, but his body couldn't exert his strength as if he had been given an anesthetic. Kamijo can't erase the black fear that seeped into his heart.

Kamijo fell to the floor, one foot grabbed, and the sound of a blade cutting a wooden board was heard on the floor near his chest.

"Ahh

Really. In the midst of the chaos, Kamijo heard the boy's impatient voice. And then—

Click.

"Current conduction + electromagnetic field + electronic pulse + vertigo static electricity + paralyzing current - level 5."

With the sound of his feet stomping on the ground, Uejo's vision was suddenly covered in gold, and the familiar sound of electric chimes came from his ears

"Hmm... Yes...... Quack! ”

There was a wailing sound from under the floor, and the hand that had been holding the upper ankle sneaked under the floor. The assailant then appears to distance himself under the floor, and the sound of his body rubbing against the floor can be heard.

"Ah, I'm going to run away."

At the moment when the boy said this.

A red nun rushed into the boy's field of vision at a speed of fifty meters per second.

He was about thirteen years old, with long blond hair that was slightly wavy, and his fair skin seemed to reflect the moonlight. Although the girl's appearance is cute, the costume is very weird. She wore only a blouse underneath her monastic robe and a cloak over her head. The so-called shirt is actually no different from a one-piece underwear, revealing the girl's delicate body curves. And the girl's body is still wrapped with black leather strips and iron sheets, and it looks like it can be used as a restraint garment. He wears an extremely thick collar around his neck with a rein attached to the collar. The belt around his waist is filled with tools such as iron pliers, hammers, L-shaped nails, and saws.

These props are not carpenter's tools. They are all special torture instruments for witch trials that are specially used to tear human flesh, cut human bones, and cut off human bodies. On closer inspection, these props have been slightly modified and slightly different from the average carpenter's tool.

“………………”

The girl, who was faster than a crossbow arrow, glanced in the direction of the fugitive and took out her hammer. Knock it the floor, and a large hole about 70 centimeters in diameter is blasted into the floor.

The girl with blonde hair and a slight wave dropped her hammer, drew her pliers, and jumped into the big hole.

After a second of silence.

Bang! A terrible sound came from under the floor. It was as if something was ramming hard. Like the sound of a beast in a cramped cage trying to break through the cage.

“…… Who's that. "The teenager's focus is completely off-the-point.

Rumble! A hole suddenly exploded in the floor five meters in front of it. A dark shadow flew out from under the floor, like a dolphin jumping out of the sea.

That dark shadow,

Not the Cardinal.

A scrawny middle-aged man fell to the floor and rolled from side to side, then hurriedly got to his feet.

The color of his skin is quite unhealthy, and at a glance it is clear that the internal organs are probably bad. The beige overalls were stained with sweat, mud, blood and grease. In his right hand, he held a scimitar that looked like an iron claw, and his left wrist was broken, and there was a bruise-black bruise. Red blood flowed from his lips, and one of his front teeth and canines had been forcibly removed.

"Huh? This face...... I remember where it was......"

"Quack...... Quack! ”

The middle-aged man, like a wounded beast, raised his scimitar and slashed at the young man in front of him.

— and then he fell to the ground.

"Gah!?"

It hurts, it hurts all over my body. But he didn't know when he was hit, and he was knocked to the ground the moment he realized it.

“…… The limit of a fraction of a second. Let's just name it for the time being, anyway, you were hit 127 times by me just now, and if you had hit a heavy hand, you would have died 127 times. ”

"Gaga...... Gurg...... Ahhh

The middle-aged man who stood up again held a scimitar, but did not chase after him.

He shook his body loosely and muttered in his mouth:

Lord Angel...... Lord Angel......

Near the chest of the overalls, something seemed to reflect the moonlight.

If you look closely, it's a famous brand.

Lord Angel! Lord Angel! Lord Angel!

Name tags made of plastic were sewn onto clothes, and the name tags were printed with a few words in stiff lettering.

Prisoner No. 710687 Kamisaku Hono.

"Lord Angel, what's going on? Lord Angel, why did I follow your instructions, and why did I get this result? Angel, I have already given twenty-eight lives for you! ”

The man in the prisoner's suit let out a deranged, frenzied, desperate roar.

It was only then that the boy remembered the news content that had been reported on TV all day today.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm Gussen, a reporter on the scene. Kamisaku Hino, a death row prisoner who escaped from Shinfuchu Prison in Tokyo in the early hours of this day, has still not been found. Nearby middle schools have urgently suspended club activities, and the atmosphere is very tense......

"Hah, I haven't really seen it...... But even if it's a neurosis, he's not normal. ”

The boy watched speechlessly as he frantically swung his scimitar at his fire field god, the tip of the knife moving roughly, and there was a cracking sound. The work clothes were cut by the knives that came and went at will, and the sweat-stained shirts were also torn, and in an instant they were stained red with blood.

A large number of wounds may seem disorganized at first glance, but they are actually arranged into words. It's like a child taking a knife and carving it on the table.

go-escape

There is no grammar at all, just permutations and combinations of English words. But when he saw this instruction, a sad smile appeared on his face stained with his own blood.

Then, the floor between the boy and the fire field was blasted, and the red nun jumped out. She held pliers in her hand, and on them were a small white object that looked like human front teeth. The red nun squeezed the pliers hard, and the white object cracked into pieces.

Kamisaku Hino, who was unnaturally missing his front teeth, saw the red-clothed nun and was so frightened that he stepped back. Then he took out a thick cloth that was wet, wiped the blood from the scimitar in his hand, and threw the scimitar at the red nun.

The red-clothed nun swung her head and easily avoided the scimitar. The boy also reflexively avoided the blade.

Poof.

The sound of a man falling to the ground was heard from behind.

““……………… Yes. ””

By the time the two of them came back to their senses, Kamijo had already lost consciousness.

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