The colorful whirlpool spread for several miles, and the electronic equipment hundreds of kilometers nearby instantly malfunctioned and smoked, and the Ryukyu Naha Airport urgently transferred two F15J twin-engine heavy fighters from the hangar to the sea area to investigate the situation.

"Human technology, in our eyes of pure idealism, is still too weak."

Taixu's gaze swept away, crossed thousands of kilometers, and muttered to himself.

"They, they're coming."

Yato, who has been staring at the center of the whirlpool, presses his hand on the handle of the sword, ready to strike at any time, isolating the same kind for thousands of years, the ghost knows what monsters will be rolled out, and the current secular order cannot be changed.

The six-foot-wide and one-zhang high door appeared in the void out of thin air, and the white fog inside the door was diffuse, and it was not clear to see the existence in the fog, and a mass of things rolled out, and if you looked closely, it was the head of a one-horned and blue-faced ghost monster.

"In the world, there is still no recovery."

The red-robed woman stepped forward, blood-stained sword in her hand, sniffed the air, and frowned.

Her dress seems to be still in the Han Dynasty, with red phoenix eyes, willow eyebrows, slightly frowning eyebrows, and a majestic temperament.

"Suzaku-sama, long time no see."

Taixu seems to recognize this, but Yato doesn't know him, and he is still on guard.

The door behind her faded away, and both Yato and Taixu were a little surprised.

"These guys all want to snatch control of the exit, I killed half of them, scared half of them away, forcibly closed the door, and waited for the next time to accumulate energy to open the door, it is estimated that it will be ten years later, when the time comes, you will take care of it, and I will leave first."

After only a few words, the woman who called Suzaku flew into the distance, and the air explosion cloud that broke through the sound barrier sounded and headed towards the mainland.

"Who is this murderous woman?"

After Yato waited for Suzaku to leave, he asked Taixu, who obviously knew better.

"Demon Venerable Vermilion, the world's top old immortal, you have only lived for a few hundred years, and it is normal not to know, she has a neutral attitude towards humans, I don't know why she did this?"

Taixu explained a few words, and the Suzaku that flew to the mainland encountered the product of human high technology.

——

Two F15J fighters with conformal fuel tanks and air-to-air missiles under their wings headed head-on in the direction of Suzaku dozens of kilometers away.

As a demon venerable, Suzaku maintained a manifest human form, which was scanned out in the form of a high-speed light spot on the display screen of the airborne radar.

"The right to fire freely has been granted, intercepting unknown flying objects, and the opponent is most likely a new type of airborne electronic warfare stealth aircraft with minimal radar reflections."

The superiors in the communication channel gave the order, and the two F15Js obtained the rare right to fire from the Island Air Self-Defense Force, and the pilots stared at the radar flat screen with some nervousness.

"The speed is Mach 3, and it is still rising, and the AIM120 medium-range missile cannot be locked, so it will be replaced with the AIM9L Sidewinder combat missile."

"The cannon is ready, the auxiliary fuel tank is abandoned, and the throttle valve is pushed to 100 percent."

"Our plane is at an altitude of 12,000 kilometers, at a speed of Mach 1.27 per hour, and the target is 12 o'clock in front of it."

What is that? How can there be humans in the Iron Bird?

Suzaku in flight noticed two fighters 10,000 meters away, and humans thousands of years ago did not have such tools.

"At a distance of five thousand meters, no enemy aircraft were detected, but the signal was there."

The F15J flew closer and closer, and the superiors gave the order to launch first, and they asked the United States for instructions, this is not a flying object of the United States and its allies, and it can be secretly shot down on the high seas.

"FOX. 2, two salvos."

The two fighters fired a total of four missiles and flew head-on towards Suzaku.

Do humans now dare to take the initiative to find trouble with monsters?

Suzaku swung his long sword, and the crimson sword qi pierced the sky, blasting the flying missiles into several clouds of fireworks in the middle of the way.

Is that a laser weapon?

The pilot of the F15J couldn't believe his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a woman in a red robe standing in front of the glass cover of the flight cockpit, a scene he would never have dreamed of.

"Click!"

The radarman in the back seat took a picture with his mobile phone and sent it out.

Suzaku waved his sword mercilessly, only to see two sword lights flashing, and the two F15J fighters in flight caught fire and burned into ashes in mid-air.

It's a threat to the little monsters, and it's too much to use against me.

Suzaku withdrew his sword, extinguished it, and flew straight towards the continent that had been away for a thousand years.

In the island country's absolutely confidential document library, there is an extra photo of a Hanfu woman, and there is no other introduction.

——

On Tuesday, the second week of school, Fujii came to the classroom as usual, and not long after he sat down, there was a smell of aroma coming from the empty seat next to him.

Smelling this smell, he didn't need to raise his head to know who it was, he didn't expect Miss Kamiya Rin's energy to be so great, although he had been mentally prepared, but it was much faster than he expected.

"Last night, there were two fighter jets, which were destroyed by youkai."

Rin Kamiya whispered that she could let all the information about the monsters know through Zhou Tahei.

"The Jade White Great Ming God told me that the enchantment only released one monster and closed it, so it should be her."

She picked up her phone and showed a photo of a Hanfu woman, Suzaku, which was the only evidence, the two warplanes that were destroyed, not even the fragments left, all burned to ashes.

"The good news is that the general environment will not change in ten years, and no one can say what this Miss Suzaku will do."

"That's all for the information, please give me a lot of advice for the next four years."

Rin Kamiya stretched out his hand, and Fujii glanced at her, clasped his hands, and then parted.

On the other side, Imamura Shinonome, a kendo teacher after yesterday's fight, returned to his apartment room alone.

Unpacking his backpack, Imamura Shinonome pulled out a bloodstained raincoat, a pair of rubber gloves, and a plastic mask in the bathroom, and there was a hideous wound on the back of his hand, which Fujii had cracked more than it did now when he observed it yesterday.

There is also a small knife of more than thirty centimeters in the backpack, which is his tool for committing crimes, and that wound eats a person's fresh soul every month, and it must also be after being tortured by pain, the advantage is that it can improve his physical strength and enter the transcendent realm.

There are tens of millions of people in Tokyo, and the disappearance of a person in more than a month is not obvious, not to mention that this wound will disappear the devoured soul along with the body, which greatly reduces the risk of committing a crime.

The more powerful the person in life, the greater the benefits that can be promoted, which is really like cheating, hahaha!

Imamura Shinonome was satisfied with the clothes that committed the crime, and the ashes were poured into the sewer and washed away, and it was only three years since he obtained this ability, and he had six times the physique of ordinary people.

If...

He walked out of the bathroom and looked at the clipboard in the corner, on which were several photographs of pre-selected victims, one of which was taken down and printed in brand new shape.

If I absorb Fujii-san's soul, how much can I improve?

The cracked corners of his mouth emitted a low laugh that did not belong to humans, and it was extremely cold and creepy.

(End of chapter)