Tokyo.

The blood outside the window was unsettling.

Yariko looked at the flesh-and-blood building, and a spontaneous feeling of nausea scratched her throat, if it wasn't for the fact that she had been through a hundred battles before, and had seen a lot, it is estimated that she would have lost her sanity and vomited everything she ate yesterday.

"Pariko, no, there's something wrong with Suzuka."

Sayoko didn't look at those things, but took care of Suzuka.

"She was so delirious that she wanted to drink water from the toilet just now, but luckily I stopped her."

"Water in the toilet?"

Yariko was stunned.

The kitten Saya in the shrine did secretly drink water from the toilet bowl at the beginning, could this stupid deer be affected by the outside and his IQ had also deteriorated?

It's over, originally her IQ was only three years old, and now I'm afraid she won't have to go back to her mother's womb.

Ariko looked at Suzuka.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lived, I was wrong, I was wrong, please spare me, please spare me......"

She curled up in the corner, holding her head, and kept muttering something.

"Could it be that it was influenced by the outside?"

Yariko couldn't help but glance out the window again.

The three of them are now in the hall on the second floor of the Shinjuku branch of the Soul Killer Association, and the four of them were happily playing a game of cooperative clearance, but suddenly the foggy night was pulled away, and Ariko, who realized that something was wrong, immediately called a car from home and sent the three to the Soul Killer Association.

On one side, Massaharu Ii is directing the soul slayer to organize a defense, and outside, the whole of Tokyo has been eroded by hell, and hell and reality are intertwined, forming an extremely terrifying scene.

On the streets, pedestrians were captured by monsters flying in the sky, torn apart and eaten away in mid-air.

The car was crushed by huge and heavy monsters, and explosions rang out one after another.

Wriggling tentacles, evil eyeballs, and maddening evil creatures from the abyss surged from all directions, attacking ordinary humans.

At this moment, more than 20 million people are enveloped in hell.

Shinnosuke Arai was terrified.

He was still working overtime, when he suddenly felt a darkness outside, and who knew that a blood-colored moon had risen, and countless monsters were surging from above the moon.

He fled in a hurry, and along the way, many people were torn apart and devoured by monsters that ran out of nowhere, which can be called hell on earth.

Shinnosuke Arai even thought he was still having nightmares.

It's just that this nightmare is all too real.

He saw a woman being seized and disemboweled, a six-handed humanoid monster, and a man in a suit and leather shoes being chased by several black-spiked hounds, torn into pieces in a wail of pain.

In Shinnosuke Arai's heart, despair intensified.

It was at this moment that he saw on one side of the staircase, there seemed to be some kind of light flickering, warm, peaceful, like a mother's soothing.

There is a shrine there.

Many people saw the light and hurried towards the shrine.

Shinnosuke Arai was the first to climb the stairs and pass through the torii.

He felt that the despair, the pain, suddenly disappeared, and only the peace of mind was gone.

Buzz –

At that moment, a pillar of light burst into the sky.

Shinnosuke Arai stood on the stairs and saw that not far from here, another shrine burst out of light, and the pillar of light pierced through the blood-red clouds, and within the pillar of light, the blue sky and white clouds seemed to have nothing to do with it.

Buzz –

In the distance, more pillars of light rose up.

Shrines, temples, churches, and all kinds of corpse bodies shine brightly.

These pillars of light, in this desperate and desolate world, are like the last lights of human civilization, illuminating the gloomy night sky.

People fleeing for their lives in the city rushed to the nearest pillar of light for protection.

Thousands of years ago, in the face of natural disasters that raged naturally, human beings may have sought shelter from the wind and rain in this way, and found a little comfort for their bodies and minds.

Thus, there was a god.

In Shinjuku Ward, in addition to the building of the Spiritual Master Association, countless monsters chase passers-by and kill indiscriminately.

The next moment, however, from within the building, a little tinder was lit.

It is the flame that purifies evil, the light that illuminates the darkness, the color of hope.

Buzz –

The pillars of light shot straight into the sky and spread out at the same time.

Within fifty meters of the outer circle of the building except for the Spiritual Masters Association, the light dispelled the crimson mixture of flesh and blood, and all the monsters in it ignited in an instant, turning to ashes.

"Meiji Jingu ......"

Ii Masaharu looked in the direction of Meiji Jingu, and a thicker light rose from the ground, covering the entire forest and protecting the world.

"Imperial Palace ......"

In the direction of the Imperial Palace, a more brilliant light directly opened up a large area of cleanliness for people to approach and survive.

"Sensoji ......"

At Sensoji Temple, the solemn bell rings, and the light like a golden bell envelops the nearby streets, causing the demons to retreat and fill the light.

In addition, pillars of light have been raised in landmark buildings such as Tokyo Tower and Tokyo Dome.

These pillars of light swayed in the storm of flesh and blood, like the last lights of human civilization.

Where there is light, there is hope.

This is the great array that forms the final line of defense in Tokyo, and every shrine and temple contains a part of this barrier, providing shelter for people when a large-scale strange invasion of Tokyo is possible, and when the old gods descend.

However, Ii Masaharu saw that in the distance, an old god covered in fluff and like a giant elephant was slowly moving in the direction of one of the pillars of light.

It's a small shrine, and I don't know which branch of the big shrine it is.

From the shrine, a little light shot out and hit the old gods, but it had little effect.

Countless smaller monsters shook off the hair on the old god's body, rushing towards that pillar of light like a tidal wave.

Although these monsters will be immediately evaporated when they come into contact with the pillar of light, they are still one after another, and they are actually weakening the light of the pillar of light little by little.

These enchantments rely on the power of faith that the shrine has received for a long time, and it is not endless, and the power of faith is gradually exhausted in the charge of a large number of monsters who are not afraid of death.

The desperation can also be felt from the fact that there are fewer and fewer shots at the shrine.

Then the old god lifted one of his feet and stepped into the shrine.

The pillar of light flickered a few times before finally extinguishing.

The overwhelming monsters flooded the shrine so quickly.

Because of the distance, Masasharu Ii could barely hear the sound coming from there, and everything was like a silent movie.

But the information contained in it made Ii Masaji's heart sink.

The closure of a shrine represents the death of other ordinary people under its shelter.

How many people are dying in those few minutes?

Masaharu Ii couldn't tell.

"Young master, it's ready."

On the side, the priest of Meiji Jingu came from outside the door in a hurry and said to Imasaharu I.

"I see."

Massaharu Ii closed the fan.

The time has come to fight back.