Number 8 completely loses his human form, and becomes a black man who is covered in black like a detective comic.

It's also like a black absolute in a ninja village fight.

This is the Mirror Demon's body, capable of disguised as all creatures it touches, and similarly, it can transform its body into a variety of weapons to fight.

"Kill it!"

Although among the S-class demons, the strength of the mirror demon is not the top, but it has also reached the average level of the S-class, and now in Tokyo, who can stop him? Who can stop him!

But at this moment, the door suddenly opened, and an old man with several Damascus swords on his back and scars all over his face slowly walked in.

"I thought it would be an inner ghost coming here, but I didn't expect it to be a friend I didn't know." Uncle Li looked at the little black man in front of him and pulled out a cross holy sword made of 400-layer horses.

No. 8 has no intention of talking nonsense, and he knows that this time he may have to face the obstruction of the watchmen from all over Tokyo.

However, he has S-level combat power!

His arms turned into sharp blades, and Number 8 roared.

However, for a moment, he only felt that he didn't know why he had fallen to the ground, but soon he realized that he could no longer feel his legs, and his entire lower and upper body were cut evenly.

So fast! Why!

He hadn't even seen the old man swing his sword, and why, such an ordinary sword could swing such a terrifying slash!

"Impossible! I'm S-class! He yelled, and his lower body instantly joined with his upper body.

"Is it a demon in this form?" Uncle Li said calmly, and in an instant, the Damascus Cross Holy Sword in his hand exploded!

"Buzz!"

The entire basement was like a gust of wind, and Number 8 was completely stunned, his entire head falling to the ground, and he didn't even make a single useful attack from beginning to end.

The power of the S-class alien demon was not even able to make any effective counterattack.

But even so, he was not dead, but looked at his body deadly, and the body that fused with the mirror demon was completely turned into a small piece of flesh by the invisible slash.

"Impossible! I'm an S-class demonic power, why is this happening to the S-class! He roared unwillingly.

"S-class aliens? Maybe you've never seen the world in your life. Uncle Li said calmly, "You are S-level, because you only have S-level strength." And I'm S-rated, that's because the association's rating ceiling is only S-grade. ”

Uncle Li casually threw away the Cross Holy Sword, which had lost its blade, and finally said: "The ninth place in the sequence, codenamed 'Li'. ”

He pulled the head from the ground and held it in his hand, and then a professional person put the head up.

But......

"Boom!"

The only remaining skull exploded, red and white, as if explosives had been planted in the brain.

Uncle Li's face was as usual, and he might have even guessed the final outcome of this enemy.

"Collect all the cells of his corpse and send them to the Alien Research Department for analysis." Uncle Li said calmly.

"Hey!"

But after everything was over, blood lines suddenly sprayed out from Uncle Li's body, as if all the blood vessels in the epidermis had burst, and he instantly turned into a bloody person.

"Mr. Lai!" The medical staff on standby rushed to the rescue, quickly helped him stop the bleeding and gave him an emergency blood transfusion.

"Mr. Li, President Bairen has said that you will never be able to use your strength until you have to." The little nurse said hurriedly.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Uncle Li smiled slightly, and looked at the association with his scarred face.

His ability, called "Cutting Steel", can maximize the effect of steel weapons, and the most common way for Uncle Li to use it is to layer the Damascus sword, and then the layered Damascus Steel will exert a cell-level slash like a sword qi.

For example, the Cross Sacred Sword that had just 400 layers of Malaysian steel billets, the sword that was only a few millimeters thick split into 400 layers at this moment, each layer was as small as a cell-like slash, instantly forming a whirlwind of steel layers invisible to the naked eye.

This was his ability, but since he had been severely injured two years ago, every time he used this ability, his old illness would recur, and the healed scars would crack all over his body, and the pain that penetrated deep into his soul would spread all over his body.

This is the after-effect of the Demon King's death.

But he endured the pain as if nothing was going on.

After a simple bandage to stop the bleeding, he broke everyone away, and then went into the deepest part of the earth again.

This is the real top-secret area, and the upper layer is just a place for fishing.

He opened the "ACE Plan", and the beginning of this plan is such a paragraph.

[In the 42nd year of the new calendar, the chief team entered the subspace and found an icy embryo in the ruins of a laboratory thousands of meters underground, which still maintained the most basic life characteristics in an environment of more than 100 degrees below zero. 】

……

The open and secret battles that took place in the underground of the Association were drowned in the ocean.

Qiao Shuya still needs to go to school the next day.

As usual, Xiao Ai drove a jeep to Metropolitan International High School early.

But today, Xiao Ai got up early and not only made breakfast, but also made food for noon.

In fact, since she moved into the office, Qiao Shuya has rarely made her own egg fried rice, after all, compared to her own sparse level, Gen Zhiai's cooking skills can be said to have reached the level of being able to go to an izakaya to be a chef.

When Qiao Shuya came to this place, he always remembered the woman who stuffed the note in his pocket before, was it a prank? Qiao Shuya didn't think it looked like it.

He looked again, but found no figure, and returned to the classroom after being separated from Genjiai.

Time flies, and the morning class is over.

In the third year of high school, those students who are under pressure to go to higher education also start hellish learning, of course, in District 11, not everyone will be like this, and most of them even just finish high school and enter the society to become a social animal.

This kind of person often doesn't have much pressure to go to school, and Qiao Shuya was already a social person two years ago......

During the lunch break, Qiao Shuya also sat on a white plastic chair on the rooftop and opened the lunch box.

The lunch I prepared today was a vegetable salad and bread, and the vegetable salad was a great combination and tasted great, but no matter how full this thing was, this bread was still a sugar supplement that he could only get based on his reasoning.

This apprentice of his own is good at everything, but he likes it too much, and the chairman of Bairen said that she should supervise not to let him ingest sugar, but it is too embarrassing for him to ban things like bread and rice, an ordinary high school student.

But while he was eating lunch, a couple of chirping girls came over.

"Mr. Qiao, can we sit here?" The girl said.

Hashia knew her, a girl named Chihiro Sawada in her class, but she didn't know her well except that she was in the same class.

Qiao Shuya made a gesture of please.

Several girls were very enthusiastic, and even a girl from other classes dressed like a hot girl began to ask for Qiao Shuya's mobile phone, and Qiao Shuya also smiled and handed over the mobile phone number of the little apprentice Yuan Zhiai to this classmate.

The hot girl began to show off quietly to her friend, and although her voice was small, it was clear to Qiao Shuya's hearing.

Alas, it's really easy to deceive JK, and he didn't even verify the phone in person, if he was a scumbag, he estimated that he could lie to her seven times a day.

Qiao Shuya sighed that the white plastic chair could be very comfortable to lean on, while blowing the warm afternoon breeze.

He hadn't lied when he bragged to the little apprentice before, and he was somewhat popular in the school.

It's just that he seems to be more popular with those hot girls, and during his time in high school, he was able to find love letters in his desk or shoe cabinet almost every few days.

However, Qiao Shuya rejected them all, thinking that he was passive and not thousands of layers, he did not have this kind of worldly desire.

Going to school is just Uncle Li's task, if there is news of the alien demon after school, I am afraid that I will have to hurry over to clean up the alien demon, the watchman is the main business, and being a student is just a side job.

"Mr. Qiao, there was a disappearance of a classmate in our school last semester, and the police said that the body has not been found yet, is it said that he has been arrested by a pseudo-person?" Sawada Chihiro seems to be deliberately looking for a topic.

"Hypothetical?" Qiao Shuya has always heard the term of this urban legend, but he didn't take it seriously, and now the magical Dora A Ai teacher is not around, and he can't ask Xiao Ai, which is very uncomfortable.

Sawada Chihiro seemed to be very excited to find a topic that Hashia was interested in, and chattered.

The pseudo-human is an urban legend that is said to have monsters that are exactly the same as humans hidden among humans, and they slowly replace humans by simulating their facial expressions and behaviors, but these pseudo-humans will exhibit special "anomalies", which are tiny anomalies that make people think about it very scary.

However, Qiao Shuya listened carefully to this classmate's story, isn't this kind of behavior no different from a demon?

Is this kind of urban legend that some alien demons disguised as humans are occasionally found to be abnormal by familiar people, so such stories are gradually spreading?

It's just that the alien demons are more cunning, and they will behave more normally than the original owner, because the replacement of this monster will also completely absorb the memories and thoughts of the original owner, and even make it difficult for people close to them to detect.

For example, when Brother Long saw the eroded Mrs. Takeda before, if he hadn't smelled the smell of strange demons when he got close, it is estimated that he would not have found it on the sheets with his wife.

"I heard that Mr. Qiao's family runs an office, is it similar to a detective agency?" Sawada Chihiro looked at Hashia as if she was deliberately looking for a topic.

"No, in fact, my family's current office is almost deserted." Qiao Shuya said.

(End of chapter)