"Hmph, has someone else made a move? The connotation of Yin Yang Liao is really unfathomable. ”

Near Kuramae's apartment, Jiro Tonomine, who was suspended in the air with his wings flapped, looked at the invisible barrier that bloomed like a chrysanthemum in the distance and became more and more solid, revealing a frightened look.

"Since we can't expand the scope of influence of the Gates of Hell, let's solve the immediate troubles first......

He lowered his head slightly and looked not far away at his feet.

"As long as the existence of the gate of hell can be guaranteed, after dawn, the flower of evil will naturally open all over people's hearts......"

There, a locomotive could be seen roaring in anger, rapidly lighting up the lights of Showa Avenue along the way, dragging out torii gates like long tails, and sprinting towards the gates of hell.

"Let the whole of Tokyo see my power to control the storm."

With a slight wave of his hand, a huge tornado rose up in the path of the locomotive, devastating everything around it.

"I, Jiro Yanfeng, see Sam!"

As he struck with both palms, the black tornado that was originally impacting the formation on the edge of Taito District also reversed its direction and quickly converged towards the center of the Gate of Hell.

……

"Dragon...... Hiccup...... Tornado? In an inland area like Tokyo, can this thing also appear? ”

On the galloping Sengoku samurai, the drunken Sousuke Araki looked at the tornado that suddenly rose from the ground and continued to engulf the dark city in front of him, and his face was full of confusion.

He had only seen this kind of tornado wreaking havoc in the interior of the country, but it also happened in a country with a "tornado country" on the other side of the ocean.

However, with the facts in front of him, he couldn't help but believe it......

Because, the tornado, which was moving extremely fast, came straight towards the two of them, and the distance was less than 100 meters.

The violent wind swept the air around it, like an invisible giant hand, pulling the locomotive towards the center of the storm.

"Little Bird You, catch ...... Hold on to me, you can't let go even if you die! ”

Letting the wind pour into his mouth, Sosuke Araki frantically twisted the handle, driving the Sengoku samurai towards the edge of the tornado.

It was close at the moment, and the probability of turning around and running through the tornado was too low, and he planned to take a dangerous step and brush around the edge of the tornado's effective range.

"Hmm."

In the back seat, Yuma Tori nodded and hugged his strong abdomen trustingly.

Looking at the familiar tornado ahead, she frowned slightly.

Her intuition told her that this sudden tornado could never be as simple as a natural disaster.

Just as Sosuke Araki turned around and headed towards the tangent of the tornado's wind range, the tornado, which was advancing straight, turned into a sideways movement like a life, and stopped directly in front of him.

"Oops......"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Sosuke Araki toppled the body, flicked his tail 180 degrees with a deft brake, and rushed in the direction he came, trying to escape the range of the tornado.

Unfortunately, on the streets with heavy traffic and obstacles, it was difficult for him to drive at maximum speed.

What's more, the wind was churning the air, and it was still dragging the Warring States samurai under him back.

With the difference in speed, it was only 100 meters away, and the tornado smashed everything with the momentum of crushing everything, and it crashed straight into the roaring Sengoku samurai.

"Hmph, it's over...... I'm sorry I couldn't officially let you know my name. ”

In mid-air, watching the locomotive below being swallowed by his tornado, Tobumine Jiro, who was wearing a tengu mask, sighed softly.

"Next, let's play with those guys blocking the door a little bit."

As if he had done something insignificant, he turned indifferently and looked in the direction of the Kuramae apartment.

“…… Well?! ”

His movements suddenly became stiff, and even the wings on his back were about to flapp.

Because, the tornado's connection with him was suddenly broken.

Looking back, the tornado that had just "swallowed" the locomotive had disappeared without a trace, and only a soft breeze was left in the night sky.

"It was you on the boat that day. Hmph, the tornado that can kill me is also a strong man worthy of respect......"

The tornado dissipated, and the building debris, car wreckage, and other things wrapped in it fell weakly like a meteor shower.

“…… But unfortunately, it's just a mortal fetus. ”

The "Path of Light", which stretches all the way from Akihabara and consists of torii gates, was instantly buried by something falling from the sky.

Without glancing behind him again, Jiro flapped his wings and swept in the direction of the hellish apartment.

No one can survive in the same situation.

……

Underneath the Gates of Hell, Kuramae Apartment.

A thick resentment, mixed with resentful spirits and ghosts of various forms, intermittently poured down from the gates of hell in the air like a waterfall.

In the center of the apartment parking lot, the monks, led by the presiding officer of the Dharma, still closed their eyes solemnly and silently recited Buddhist scriptures.

Around them, a dense crowd of ghosts and ghosts sat in a formal circle, like elementary school students who were listening attentively in outdoor teaching, with their faces full of hideous faces and folded hands.

The entire inside of the exterior wall of the Zazen apartment was covered with rune paper, exorcism cloth and other things, and the light of spiritual power was constantly surging, dispelling the resentment around it.

Under the blocking of layers of Buddha light, formations, and multiple soul removal props, the weaker existence, after pouring out of the gate of hell, will be stopped immediately, suppressed here, unable to move, and can only watch the resentment on the body dissipate.

The men who belong to the "Psychic Meeting" are dressed as office workers and are guarding the perimeter of the parking lot, wielding strange spirit-removing props such as exorcism salts and garlic skewers to eliminate the slightly more powerful ghosts that are about to break through the suppression in advance.

After the people of the Spirit Killer Association gradually gathered, just like the assembly line operation of a slaughterhouse, a scientific "ghost screening system" was established through the construction of a composite formation, and a reasonable division of labor was carried out at the same time.

This has alleviated a situation that was about to get completely out of control.

On the roof of the apartment, the petite Ayano Mochizuki is jumping off the shoulders of a huge red barrage.

Behind her, Ichiro Tokimoto had just sealed and dispelled a converging wraith.

Unlike the crowd that suppressed a large number of ghosts around the apartment, the combination of Ichiro Tokimoto and Ayano Mochizuki was mainly responsible for identifying and suppressing those individuals who could break through the suppression of the Buddha's light and formation with their strong individual strength or hidden characteristics on the rooftop.

"Roaring ......"

Behind Mochizuki Ayano, the red panny covered her hollow eyes in pain, fell to her knees, and slowly turned into resentment and dissipated.

"Hee-hee, is that all, people are just getting excited......"

A pair of huge eyes, I don't know when they appeared in Mochizuki Ayano's small hands.

It is the Hundred Eyes Pupil Technique, dazzling.