Asano was silent, and quietly pressed his temple:

"Beings from the spirit realm, please obey my call......"

However, no matter how much he tried, he was unable to make contact with the spirit world.

He narrowed his eyes:

Hell yes.

Could it be that someone is secretly interfering?

Although the mind has begun to be vigilant, Asano does not show any panic.

After all, this is the "Asano Tomo Memorial Museum".

The memorial is located in the central block of the survival area, and the security is ample, plus there are so many transcendents attending the exchange......

Unless the wasteland eats the gall of the ambitious leopard, it is impossible to dare to come here to spread wild.

"Ahem~"

Asano coughed lightly:

"Sorry, it looks like the time has passed.

"So I won't delay everyone anymore.

"This year's exchange meeting ends here, and I hope to meet you again at the same time and place next year."

He bowed slightly, then walked briskly off the podium.

Out of an abundance of caution, he hastily ended the meeting.

Theoretically, the wasteland doesn't come to the memorial, but it's worth going backstage to make sure.

Huh?

Looking at the back of Asano Gaku's departure, the audience felt a little sudden.

The immortal Nao said unsatisfactorily:

"Mr. Ghost Lord, this is leaving?

"It's past the end time, but we don't mind being delayed......"

Mr. Ghost Lord's speech is really wonderful!

Although 90% of them can't understand it......

But it doesn't prevent the immortal from feeling that this speech is very good! It fully reflects that in addition to being strong, Asano is also very accomplished in academics!

It's worthy of a 5th-order necromancy!

"It's not a question you don't mind......"

Musashino complains:

"Asano is in charge of the entire Tokyo ghosts, and a bunch of affairs every day must be very busy, because people are afraid of overtime and delays."

The undead pouted:

"That's right."

Under the guidance of the staff, the participants left the venue in an orderly manner.

Walk in the bright corridors.

Musashino suddenly stopped:

Hey?

As a psychiatric department, he was keenly aware that the memorial seemed to be filled with some strange fluctuations, a bit like some kind of shielding signal.

Of course, this shielding had no effect on him.

At most, a little more buzzing in your ears.

So he didn't know what would happen to other people with this shielding signal.

Musashino looked around:

After the meeting, no one showed any unusual behavior.

None of them seem to be affected.

When I first entered the memorial hall, I didn't seem to have such fluctuations, right?

Immortal Hara turned around and waved his slender hand in front of Musashino:

"Hey~

"Why are you stunned all of a sudden?"

"Ah, nothing."

Musashino came back to his senses.

It doesn't seem strange that there is a shielded signal in the memorial, probably to avoid some unnecessary prying eyes.

He didn't really care.

So he and the undead continued to follow the line and walked towards the exit of the side door.

……

At this time, the backstage preparation area of the conference hall.

Asano's expression became more and more solemn.

Because he tried many times, but there was a disturbance of unknown origin in the vicinity, which completely blocked his connection with the spirit world.

"Oops."

He realized the gravity of the matter.

The source of the power of the necromantic transcendent is the spirit world.

If he can't communicate with the spirit world, then he won't be able to use his 4th-order and 5th-order summoning extraordinary abilities, and his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

"I'm ...... now

"The strength is not much different from the ordinary 3rd order, and the state may even be worse."

What if someone suddenly sneaks up at this time......

The consequences are unimaginable!

Thinking of this, Asano quickly quickened his pace.

"Yuta should be in the break room at the moment, with the old Uchi."

He had to get out of the distraction-shrouded area as soon as possible and return to the headquarters of the Tokyo Oni with Yuta immediately, otherwise there would be potential danger.

The corridor is very quiet.

Syllable~

Suddenly, the lights ahead flickered.

The lights flickered faster and faster, and soon the light went black, dimming the light in the hallway.

Manabu Asano stopped:

"Something is wrong."

Smack~smack~smack~

The remaining lights went out one after another.

The hallway, which had been spacious and bright, suddenly became pitch black, and only the emergency signs in the corners still emitted a faint green light.

The air is filled with a sense of oppression.

"Who?"

This time, Asakabu Asano can confirm that there is really a wasteland that dares to invade the memorial!

Hmmm-

In the distance, a dark shadow passed over the wall.

Immediately after that, the shadow jumped rapidly, jumping back and forth on the walls, the roof, and the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the ground in front of Asanogaku.

"Mr. Ghost Master, I haven't seen you for a long time~"

The shadow on the ground suddenly stood up.

Its body is completely black and flat, like a piece of paper pulled from a comic book.

Hee-hee~

It smiled and asked:

"I don't know Mr. Ghost Lord, do you remember me?"

Senaku Asano took two steps back:

"Are you...... Shadow cut? ”

Wasteland anomalous creatures, Shadow Cut!

No one knows exactly why it formed, and it appears to be a shadow that moves freely on a flat surface, and is extremely lethal.

It can hide in any dark place where there is no light.

When the time comes, suddenly get up and deliver the fatal blow.

About 30 years ago.

At a high-level meeting of the Habitat Zone, the higher-ups were informed in advance that there would be a wasteland invasion, so they took full care of security.

However, as soon as the meeting began, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The high-level person who was in charge of presiding over the meeting was suddenly cut off by the sword light that emerged from his own shadow!

He died on the spot.

Shadow Cut, actually hiding in the shadow of that high-level!

It easily fooled the security.

After succeeding, it fled directly with a blow, and many strong people watched it flee in the shadows, but they didn't know how to stop it.

Since then, the name "Inkiri" has officially become widely known.

Known as the most feared assassin in the wasteland around Tokyo.

But 30 years have passed since that assassination.

During this period, the Shadow Cut never appeared again, and gradually became forgotten.

I didn't expect it to appear here!

"I remember at that meeting thirty years ago, I saw you, Mr. Ghost Lord, who was still a powerhouse of the 4th order."

Kinkakiri re-burrowed into the ground and circled around Asabu Asano.

"Now I can't even connect with the spirit world......

"I haven't seen you for decades, why are you pulling it like this? Aha-"

Manabu Asano clenched his fists:

"Less nonsense!"

He knew that the reason why he couldn't communicate with the spirit world must be the "masterpiece" of this wasteland that had been planned for a long time.

Come and deceive! Come sneak attack!

I'm a hundred-year-old ghost master!

Whew-

Manabu Asano took a deep breath:

The situation in front of us is a desperate situation.

Shadow Strength is actually less than the 5th Order, but he himself can't communicate with the Spirit Realm now, and he can't be the opponent of Shadow Cut, and he can't even hold out for half a minute.

He closed his eyes.

OK.

Because of my father's experience, I have practiced countless times before how to deal with similar situations......

Seeing his solemn expression, Yingche also became vigilant:

Asano learns this guy......

Do you want to fight with me?