If there is a chain of contempt between the transcendental, the Secret Ritual must be the lowest existence, and it will be difficult to turn over.

Not to mention the rarest, rarely seen ability born by the child of destiny.

The cultivator's cultivation of the mind, technique, and body is a real skill, and the true knower pursues the truth all his life, eager to use the power that belongs to human beings to compare with ghosts and gods, and has made great achievements in this field.

Only the secret ritual, like an inferior product on the mass production line, pays faith and gains strength, of course, over time, it may not only be faith, but also life and soul.

But it is undeniable that there is an obvious benefit to becoming a Mysticist, which is quick and has a low threshold.

Regardless of other countries for the time being, in Japan, large and small chaebols, as long as they have a certain economic strength, there is no one who is not interested in the transcendent path of the "secret ritual".

Yes, the side effects of this path are huge, but if you can get rid of the side effects... Isn't that a convenient way to control a ruler like the chaebol?

You must know that the extraordinary people who are not poor at all levels, and their activity in the past few years, have become a mountain pressing on the head of the chaebol party, even if the transcendent organization of the climate is inseparable from these two forces, but allies and subordinates are still two identities.

Ueno Miishi is not actually in a state of "sinking" now.

He was "bewitched" by a certain ghost, forcibly occupied by the power of an unrivaled god, affecting his memory, his emotions, his attitude, and will destroy his memory kingdom in the end, reshaping into an obedient puppet of the ghost god.

There are too many ghosts and gods doing this, and a transcendent person with a little experience can tell the state of Ueno Sanshi at a glance.

Narumi Shingo is several levels more knowledgeable than ordinary transcendents - in the past, he has not slashed the ghosts and gods of the bewitching occultists.

Ueno Mitsuishi's always kind face became hideous and fierce, and the purple light swam in his eyes like a small snake, as if there was life, reminding him that his current consciousness no longer belonged to him.

The nails that were trimmed to a neat fit were elongated for no reason, and they were sharpened a little, like the claws of a wolf and the fangs of a snake.

When he saw Narumi Shingo burst into the way, he didn't have a look of surprise or anger at all.

He just leaped like a flying falcon in the sky, with the aim of tearing open Shinobugo Narumi's chest.

“... This speed?! ”

"That's a lot better than that fishhead—what's going on?"

"Could it be that after becoming a mystic cultivator as a cultivator, your ability will also be doubled? I've never heard of anything like that! ”

"Tsk..."

The thoughts in my head are like electricity, and the movements in Narumi Shingo's hands are not half stagnant.

He stepped sideways, rounded an elbow, and his body turned gracefully in the air, and the gravity of half of his body squeezed the force that ran through his arms, pouring into Ueno Mishi's body.

Shingo Narumi was aiming for the shoulder, not the lethal part, so he didn't leave his hand this time.

Or rather, he can't think about keeping his hands anymore.

Ueno Sanshi has obviously been parasitized by the thoughts of ghosts and gods, and has completed the initial assimilation of the secret ritual, this state is like a zombie virus infection in the movie, with no way back, no head, and no cure.

Even judging from the insight of Shingo Narumi as a god, he couldn't think of any way to save Ueno Sanshi, and so far, he could only make him lose his ability to fight, and then talk about what happened.

In fact, if it weren't for Ueno Sanishi who had become like this, he would have slashed it a long time ago, and he wouldn't have spent all this effort.

The Lord of Arakawa, who has the memories of two lifetimes, feels like an instinct for battle, and this elbow strike is swift and powerful, and it seems to have no rules, but it is a killer move that can kill the enemy with one blow.

Ueno Miishi's swooping figure suddenly hit hard, and it was very strange to fold a sharp angle in mid-air and slammed it on the floor, and the whole building shook slightly.

It stands to reason that this is enough to make a transcendent person lose his combat power, and the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, even if most of the divine power of the Lord of Arakawa has been lost, the rest of this is not something that a mediocre swordsman in Ueno Mishishi can bear.

But...

The old figure staggered, like a nobody, and rose from the ground vigorously.

"The shoulders are not flexible, but the face is expressionless, shouldn't it be the ability to regenerate at high speed—no pain?"

"It's... How so! ”

"He's only been in contact with those outer god believers for a few hours, and it's turned out to be like this, something is wrong, if they had this ability, they would have turned Tokyo into a ranch for livestock grazing!"

"It's... Something is wrong with that snake! ”

Shingo Narumi immediately remembered the moment when Mitsuishi Ueno was bitten by that little snake - this was something that the outer god believer released to save his life, and it may not be a mass product that can be easily spread.

"What's at the bottom of the box..."

The eyebrows were almost twisted together, and the inexplicable irritability in Shingo Narumi's heart was the first emotion that human beings had when facing something they couldn't do anything about.

Ueno Mishiki rolled his eyes, as if he was a little jealous of Shingo Narumi, and his emotionless gaze glanced at Masako Akiyama and Ueno Hare, who were cowering in the corner.

The hare looked panicked at this time, she bit her pale lip stubbornly, and looked at her grandfather without showing weakness, but the despair in her eyes could not be hidden.

Again...

The nightmare of my youth re-emerged from my heart.

I don't know how many years ago.

It was also the same rainy day, and my father, who had always been gentle, suddenly became manic and painful, as if he had changed a person, and his eyes became strange and fierce.

He destroys everything he sees.

In order to protect herself, her mother was killed by her beloved father.

If Grandpa hadn't arrived in time, she might not have survived.

Right now... Is my only relative going to be like this?

Ueno Hare is very young and usually innocent, but that doesn't mean she's really naïve.

A child who has witnessed the death of both parents and the rampant destruction of ghosts and gods will never be associated with the word innocence.

Her smile is just a protective color to reassure her grandfather, and she and Ueno Mishi are the only remaining motivation in this world to live with each other.

But nowadays...

Shingo Narumi glanced at Ueno Miishi and saw his intentions.

This is to target the old and the young.

Now he is completely out of his control.

He didn't hesitate and shouted.

"Shinna, come and take Akiyama-san and the rabbit away."

"You're optimistic about them."

Nobuna Narumi, who had been leaning on the door frame to probe her brain, didn't look good, she answered in a low voice, pulled up Masako Akiyama and Ueno Hare, and quickly left the already messy scene.

Ueno Miishi tried to step forward to stop him, but he was rushed forward by Shingo Narumi, and smashed his fist in the chest with a wrong body, and the whole person flew out like a cannonball, landing on the cold cement road in the rain curtain outside the building.

Pedestrians who were scarce on rainy days saw this scene and screamed one after another, and many of them had already turned on their mobile phones to record the video.

At this moment, the roar of the engine came from far and near.

The dark green locomotive, the Kawasaki Ninja modified by Yuichi Kudo himself, is worthy of its excellent price, like a ghost phantom on a rainy night, Uesugi Kiyoshi made a beautiful flick of the tail brake, paused the body, and stopped a few meters behind Ueno Miishi.

His hair was drenched in the rain and hung down against his forehead, blocking half of his eyes.

However, it can be heard through his dull voice, and his mood does not seem to be very beautiful.

"I'm late... Really? ”

He is not blind, and he can figure out the current situation at a glance.

Ueno Miishi's body struggling to stand up was twisted like a normal person, and the purple evil light in his eyes was even more terrifying, exactly like Ryosuke Yamamoto who had turned into a scaly monster.

Holding the golden Umi Kunisaku, Narumi Shingo jumped down from the upper floor, and Uesugi Kiyoichi went one after the other, blocking Ueno Mishi's retreat, and his voice was as dull as his.

“...”

"It's good to come, it's useless to talk more."

"Let's get Ueno-san under control first... I hate to admit it, but those who know may have a way to save him. ”

"I'm afraid... Powerless. ”

Uesugi Kiyoshi moved the corners of his mouth, and the words brewing in his mouth swirled around, but there was still no exit.

There is no way.

Let the human beings who have been mystically ritualized return to normal, at least the true knowers of the Collectibles Association... Can't do it!