"Fujiwara Archijo, the group on the other side of Showa Avenue has lost contact......"

Near Sensoji Temple, on the edge of the Sumida River, across a river from Taito Ward, a priest standing in front of the formation barrier reported to another middle-aged priest behind him with a pale face.

"Stabilize the spiritual power transmission and let the people of the Self-Defense Forces go over and take a look. If this tornado continues, I'm afraid the three major formations in Tokyo will soon be unable to withstand it......"

Standing behind him is none other than the contemporary head of the Fujiwara clan, the great priest of Meiji Jingu, and the current "head of the yin and yang" of the Onmyo-ryo, Fujiwara Tree.

At this moment, he frowned, and his usual meticulous clothes were disheveled by the strong wind, and he had no time to take care of them.

A majestic and powerful spiritual power was constantly entering the formation from him.

"This tornado is very strange, it is deliberately collecting grievances and ghosts, and taking advantage of the situation to impact the edge of the formation, could it be that it is some kind of ghost thing......"

Looking at the terrifying tornado like a living creature in front of him, Fujiwara only felt that there was an invisible big hand behind the scenes, playing with himself and others.

Before he could think of a way to crack it, the tornado, which had turned around and destroyed several buildings, carried a large amount of steel bars, cement, cars and other wreckage, and pasted it towards their location.

"It's not good, I'll leave it to me here, you guys quickly get away and find cover......"

Suddenly realizing something, Fujiwara shouted at the person next to him.

The "Tokyo Three Formations" were able to stop the tornado and the ghosts in it, but ......

"Uhh......h

Before he finished speaking, the tornado was like an invisible giant hand, throwing several floor slabs out of the formation, breaking through the formation barrier, and falling from the sky like a meteorite, smashing a member of the Self-Defense Force to the ground.

The wreckage of buildings and vehicles, devoid of life and resentment, will not give face to the "Tokyo Three".

At the same time, the team of priests who were in charge of the formation in various parts of Taito District were all facing the same crisis under the tornado.

"No, once the spiritual power is stopped, the formation will collapse!!"

The few priests who stood in front of the barrier did not hear it, stubbornly dodging all kinds of things flying in the wind, and held their own line.

The self-defense team members on the side also ignored the debris of the buildings smashed around them, and used the riot shields in their hands to cover the priests without fear of death.

“…… Even if you die, you won't let these things break the formation!!"

Because, they know very well that they have long since retreated.

Once this terrible tornado, overwhelming resentment, and ghosts are allowed to wreak havoc in Tokyo, and even in Japan as a whole, not only will they have nowhere to escape, but also their families, friends, acquaintances, and unknown people behind them......

Around the edge of the formation in the entire Taito District, the priests of the array of Yin-Yang Liao were crumbling like candles in the wind, maintaining the transmission of spiritual power at the cost of their lives, and with their last breath they refused to allow the tornado in front of them to step into the realm of the living.

……

"Hey......

Showa Avenue near the Akihabara side.

The black tornado crashed into the barrier, throwing the wreckage of everything out of the barrier and smashing it onto the vehicles on either side.

Ryoma, who was full of black energy, completely ignored the terrifying scene around him, but with a gloomy smile, he raised the muzzle of his gun at the thick sea land in front of him......

"Why, it's me again!!"

Houhai Lu Dou's chubby face was full of green tendons, and he slammed into the back of the vehicle on the side.

A bullet grazed his hip and went to the ground.

"At this time, we can only use the precious 'original juice'. You continue to grab his attention. ”

On the other side, Hanyu Mai sighed a little regretfully, and carefully took advantage of the cover of the traffic to close the distance between her and Ryoma Nizen, who was possessed by the "dead man".

However, Ryoma, the second in the field, suddenly stopped shooting and looked up at the sky sluggishly.

Because, ten meters above his head, a figure was quietly suspended at some point.

It was a middle-headed teenager wearing a T-shirt with the words "Ghost Pokémon Limited LATS Award "Terrier Ghost" Special Edition" printed on it, and dressed as a college student.

Hanyu Mai subconsciously raised the SLR ......

Under the camera, I saw that the ordinary young man was rapidly spinning with brilliant golden chrysanthemum spiritual power around his body, and there were runes of unknown meaning circulating in his eyes.

As if he hadn't heard of the few people at his feet, the young man stared quietly in the direction of the center of Taito District with deep eyes.

"Pray to the gods of heaven and earth for the people, rain or shine."

With an indifferent expression that did not belong to a human being, he spread his palms at the formation in front of him.

A large amount of golden spiritual power, centered on his palm, bloomed leisurely like a chrysanthemum, merging into the formation barrier.

In the entire Taito District, the invisible barrier composed of the "Tokyo Three Formations" was instantly stained with a pale golden chrysanthemum.

As the golden chrysanthemum pattern flowed rapidly, the formation barrier burst out with countless layers of petals composed of spiritual power.

Yin-Yang Technique: Divine Blessing.

The barrier, which had grown countless petals, seemed to be reinforced, and became immobile in the face of the impact of the tornado.

On the contrary, it was the tornado, and every time it collided with the formation, it would shrink by a few points, and it would no longer have the previous power.

"This ...... Is this Takumi's spiritual power? ”

On the side of the Sumida River, Fujiwara Tree, who was standing on the edge of the formation, looked at the incomparably familiar chrysanthemum spiritual power in front of him and let out an incredible exclamation.

"No, it's the power of the gods, isn't it ......?"

As the chrysanthemum petals composed of that spiritual power became denser and denser, a powerful wave erupted from the formation barrier, staining the people and things on the edge of the entire Taito District with golden chrysanthemum spiritual power.

From above, the entire Taito District seems to have turned into a blooming "giant sixteen-petaled eight-fold chrysanthemum".

"Fujiwara Archpriest, be careful......"

At the same time, several dense blocks of cement blew in the tornado and struck towards the gods.

After a "crackling" sound, only the people who had no time to dodge were left, standing unscathed in the dust......

"Ahem, ahem...... Miracles...... This is a miracle! ”

As if blessed by heaven, the huge cement blocks that could turn people into flesh and mud when they were rubbed at any time were just right to pass through the gaps between the crowds.

Even for those who were injured before, their wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye......

Everywhere on the edge of Taito District, such "miracles" continue to appear, saving countless lives from tornadoes.

"What are you doing in a daze, even the gods have made a move, we can't be ashamed!"

When he came back to his senses, Fujiwara no longer looked at the tornado, and his face was fanatical and fearless to lead the priests to input spiritual power and maintain the formation.

At the same time, in front of Showa Avenue and behind Ryoma, the black figure in front of Erqian Ryoma was directly transpired and disappeared as if it had never appeared under the waves of the chrysanthemum spiritual power.

"I ...... What happened to me just now? Head...... My head hurts......"

The light of reason returned to the eyes of Ryoma before the second time.

There are also hangover-like headaches.

"Although there is a time sooner or later, all those who run through the whole are sincere."

His head, Takumi Fujiwara glanced at the gates of hell that were completely open in the air, said this proudly, put his hands behind his back, and flew straight into the resentment.

"This ...... What the hell is wrong with this world......"

Looking at the middle two boy who had left in the air, Ryoma's face was full of confusion before the second.

"This waka ...... Twenty-three of the Great Imperial Heart? Could it be that the one just now was ......"

Behind him, Mai Hanyu placed the thick test tube in her bag and looked thoughtfully in the direction of Takumi Fujiwara's departure.