China's neighbor, Japan, the native monster here, has also been disrupted by the occurrence of the apocalypse, and the originally calm and low-key life has been disrupted.

Perhaps the entire Oriental world has been heavily influenced by the Chinese cultural circle, except for those small mountain and wild countries like clowns, the monsters of other mainstream countries all pursue the Eastern philosophy of living in seclusion.

"Please stop and tell us how to close the Purgatory Passage, we promise not to disturb you again!"

On Mt. Fuji, in the midst of a hillside shrine, the original tranquility was shattered, and a group of members of the Japanese demon hunting group surrounded the beautiful woman in the middle wearing a black and red kimono.

Extremely nervous, the Japanese demon hunters involuntarily grasped the hilts of their guns, and two of them did not carry guns, but held the long katana at their waists.

It's no wonder that they are nervous, because at the moment they are surrounded by a ruthless stubble in a historical myth that is a household name in Japan: Tamamo Mae.

Click!

The jade hand of the beautiful kimono woman flickered, and she suddenly opened the extremely delicate Japanese fan in her hand, and covered the lower part of her face with it.

"I said, I don't know, how many more times do I need to tell you?, are the Japanese people now so indifferent to the fear of ghosts and gods?" Tamamo's voice was extremely crisp, and it had a light echo effect.

As he spoke, Tamamo glanced at the two Japanese witchers holding katanas.

"Soul Guardian, it's really rare, those two samurai ghosts possessed by you, haven't you told your master what the consequences will be if you are disrespectful to the ghosts and gods, or have your thoughts also been influenced by modern society?"

"Amae-samae, we have no disrespect, we are just carrying out the mission of the Demon Hunter Group to restore stability to the world. One of the Spirit Hunters immediately bowed deeply and replied.

"Yes, what is the explanation for the soldiers who are lying in ambush around the shrine?"

"I beg your pardon, my lord, but for the sake of social stability, we must be cautious. The leading witcher bowed again.

Tamamo snorted softly, "Then I'll tell you one last time, I don't know anything about Purgatory, I only know that we will go there when we die, and there is nothing I can do about how to close the purgatory passage... Now, I don't want to kill, and since you don't intend to just retreat, then ... Ichimoku?"

A gust of wind suddenly swept in the sky of the shrine, and a man in a kimono with antlers on his head appeared in the wind, and a large cyan Jiao appeared at the same time, tossing up and down in the wind.

Japan's wind god, Ichimoku.

"Tamamo-mae-samae. ”

"Excuse me, get me out of here. Tamamo snapped and closed the small fan.

"As you wish. Ichimoku let out a deep sound, glanced at the Japanese witchers on the ground, and waved his hand.

A dazzling gust of wind swept by, and the wind and sand in the sky made the witchers close their eyes one after another, and when they opened again, Tamamo and Ichimoku were gone.

The same scene is happening all over the world, and the Eastern World is okay, after all, the local monsters are used to a calm and low-key life, and they don't want to conflict with humans, so the communication between the Eastern Demon Hunting Organization and them is quite peaceful.

The Western world is different, many of their native monsters are not good-tempered, and their personalities are relatively flamboyant.

"Fuck off, you filthy descendants of Caesar! I should have helped the Germanic tribes kill you all, and now you dare to ask me questions!"

A hideous-looking bald head shouted and roared as he waved his right hand, unleashing a fierce pillar of fire, shooting at the group of witchers who were looking for cover to dodge.

"Don't say I don't know, even if I knew how to close Purgatory, I wouldn't tell you!"

The hideous man roared, his body twisted and changed, his body continued to expand, and finally turned into a huge black dragon that covered the sky and the sun, trampled on the ground with heavy limbs, spread his wings, roared into the air, and his body quickly became transparent, and it could no longer be observed by the naked eye.

Native monsters around the world are having a hard time, because they have to deal with the hunting from hell in addition to the waves of entanglement and interrogation from the demon hunting organization.

Compared with the demon hunting organization, the demons' communication methods are much rougher, and they usually catch and torture them first, beat them with a killing stick, and then interrogate them.

Just as the demons said, this world is no longer the world of their group of old antiques, the new era and new order, not only human beings have lost their awe because of the development of their own science and technology and the improvement of their mental knowledge, but also the demons.

"So you see, if you obediently tell us the information you want, I'll give you a good time, you stubborn and disgusting old antiques, living is a waste of space on the earth, do you still think that this is the kind of ignorant era of human sacrifice in the past?"

In hell, Stanley walked slowly, looking at a Medusa in front of him who was bound by a dozen chains of evil energy, and at this moment, this Medusa with a head full of the hair of a living poisonous snake was screaming wildly.

"Demons, you're going to die, you lowly blood, I'm going to turn you all to stone!"

"Tut-tut... Blood... Just hearing this word from your lips already tires me, you stubborn, disgusting, long-overdue garbage!"

Stanley snorted, picked up a long dagger with runes engraved on it, and stabbed Medusa in front of him, who immediately let out a piercing scream of pain.

"Our power is countless times greater than yours, so we can torture you and torture you at will! Even the human race, their armies can shoot you stupid and ignorant antique garbage!"

The demons around laughed and stared at Medusa in front of them as if they were staring at a livestock.

"That's right, Your Majesty, these old antiques are the lowest kind of rubbish, and even those angel and bird people know how to be flexible better than them. ”

"Devils, lowly demons, you will be wrathed by the gods!, ahhhhhh

"Oh ... What do you think the Olympic gods are going to fight back for?" said Stanley, biting the word gods hard and sarcastically, and then moved closer to Medusa's ear.

"Let me tell you one thing, beauties, those so-called gods they don't dare, because if they dare to show up, hell will tear them to shredded flesh, and then extract their soul essence and eat it. ”

As he spoke, Stanley snorted and looked at Medusa, who was covered in cuts.

"Hmmm... I've changed my mind, I'm not going to kill you, I'm going to chain you in my chamber and become a watchdog, and then you'll see if the so-called gods dare to show their heads, dare to come and provoke hell, and watch an old antique's mind fall apart step by step, which must be a very pleasant thing. ”

Pull the chain of evil energy violently, knocking Medusa to the ground.

"I'm sure you'll be a good dog, take it to the council hall, tie her to a pillar, and let her lick the floor around her, I don't want to see a trace of dust. ”

Stanley waved his hand, and the demons behind him immediately stepped forward and pulled the chained Medusa towards the outside.

Well... It's been a corporatization for so long, and it still feels good to return to the demonic nature once in a while.

Stanley was in a happy mood at the moment, humming a little tune, taking out his mobile phone, taking a photo of the Medusa who was dragged away, and sending an evil circle of friends to show to his friends on the road to enjoy.

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