Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Chapter 85 The Strangeness of the Human-Faced Demonic Tree

Chapter 85 The Strangeness of the Human-Faced Demonic Tree

"He's the leader of the Aum Shinrikyo cult, the one who preached the end of the world every day. How come he's still alive?"

"He's a beast. He's the one who released sarin gas in the Tokyo subway. Thousands of people were affected, and many died because of him."

"Asshole, he's clearly been executed, so why is he here again? Is this all fake?"

Asahara Shoko stroked his beard, and his messy hair looked like a lion dog.

He smiled.

"Let me correct you. I'm from the Agama sect, a legal religion registered by the Japanese government. As for Aum Shinrikyo, it's just a random little thing I picked up."

"Besides, the end of the world is really coming slowly, isn't it?"

"You Onmyojis, and the bastards from the Demon and Ghost Departments, can't you sense the disappearance of spiritual energy?"

"If this isn't the end of the world for us, what is?"

The Onmyojis looked at each other in confusion.

Kishida Hanyu looked grim.

A small strange corpse made him so embarrassed. What should Asahara Shoko do?

"boom."

Suddenly.

There was a gunshot.

A bullet with golden cicada wings flew towards Asahara Shoko rapidly.

It hit him right in the head.

A blood-red bullet hole appeared between his eyebrows.

"bingo!"

"It's Vice Captain Sakura."

Everyone cheered and turned around.

Kishida Hanyu snorted coldly.

I saw.

Sakura Kurumi was sitting on a brand new Kawasaki motorcycle, maintaining a shooting posture.

A delicate and beautiful little face, with a light lip gloss.

She was wearing a tight black leather jacket, with her long hair fluttering in the wind.

The leather jacket fits tightly against the skin, revealing a pair of slender legs with exaggerated proportions and breathtakingly soft lines.

The two small buttocks were slightly raised, and the leather jacket reflected a faint light in the moonlight.

The arc appears more perfect and rounded.

"Baga, why waste your time talking to a criminal?"

In the distance, Asahara Shoko's head shook.

'Snap.'
The body remained standing motionless, but the head fell off.

There was nothingness above the neck.

The human-faced tree behind him swayed gently.

A human head hanging on the tree disappeared.

Asahara Shoko's head turned from virtual to real.

Reappeared again.

"How many times can you beat me to death, beautiful lady?"

Shoko Asahara smiled kindly.

"But, I'll kill you once, and that's enough."

After saying that, he waved his hand.

In the ruins of the manor behind them, dozens of ferocious figures pounced towards the police officers.

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Fang Zuo slowly walked towards the manor.

It's really interesting to sense everything in the distance.

It looks very lively there.

The fight has turned into a mess.

Just these dozens of resurrected corpses made this group of Onmyoji police officers look miserable.

Fortunately, the Shining Cicada Wings attached to Sakura Kurumi's bullets can have a strong restraint on undead corpses.

After dozens of shots, a lot of corpses were killed.

This made the police officers who already believed in Deputy Yingkong gather around her.

Kishida Hanyu was in a miserable situation, and the Onmyojis from various major families who came to help were helpless.

Several were lying on the ground injured.

If it weren't for Master Hongyi who came to support from Sensoji Temple and arrived in time with the Great Brush Immortal [Shikigami: Huishi Flower and Bird Brush].

I'm afraid a large number of deaths have already occurred here.

"Where is Omori Masaru?" Kishida Hanyu asked as he summoned a shikigami to deal with a resurrected corpse.

"He was recruited by Senior Brother Takeda to the north, where a powerful vengeful spirit also appeared."

Master Hongyi said with a stern expression, "We are the only ones left tonight. Several elders from the Demon Tribe have left their territory and come to Tokyo, forcing the members of the Spiritual Dissent Council to show up."

After saying this, he shouted to Yingkong Kurumi from a distance, "The three of us will cast a barrier to seal this vengeful spirit and wait for those seniors to finish dealing with it."

Sakura Kurumi nodded.

The earrings emit golden tassels.

Falling straight down.

Four pairs of golden cicada wings appeared on both sides of the back, fluttering gently.

The golden light illuminated Yingkong Huwalnut's little face, making it look extremely sacred.

She was a new wife, having just shed her youthfulness and now possessed a charming and springy air. Adding this sudden divine light to the mix, the contrast was even more pronounced.

A strong sense of sacredness and enchantment blends together.

Red lips parted slightly.

[Boundary: Sakura Night Abyss]

Master Hongyi raised his hands high and performed various spells.

[Boundary: Lotus Buddha Kingdom]

Kishida Hanyu looked at the Onmyojis who had already died, and his heart was torn.

How am I going to explain this to these families after tonight?

Why am I so unlucky? This happens on my first day in office.

I can only grit my teeth.

[Boundary: Windy Dark Land]

A huge white lotus slowly descended with countless Sanskrit sounds.

Countless black cherry blossom petals floated above the manor.

Dozens of extremely powerful hurricanes surrounded the human-faced tree and slowly closed in.

The barrier created by the three people enveloped Asahara Shoko and the giant tree covered with human heads.

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And in the mountains and forests far outside Tokyo.

Five dark shadows stood in the distance, looking at the brightly lit city of Tokyo.

A five-meter-tall one-eyed monk wearing a green monk's robe.

Qingfangzhu.

A huge white dog with wings under its ribs, a dog's body and a crow's head.

The third day people.

A doll wearing a kimono with black eye sockets and no eyes.

There was also a white-haired woman wearing a kimono, with a tall figure, skin as white as snow, and delicate and transparent features.

Snow woman.

The last one was a tall man in black whose whole body was blurred.

"coming."

Qingfangzhu said in a deep voice.

Several figures moved quickly in the night sky, and after a few takeoffs and landings, they appeared in front of him.

Five members of the Ling Dissident Council.

"You left the agreed territory without permission. Are you openly rebelling against the government?" The charming and beautiful woman in kimono asked.

Still not wearing any underwear, her buttocks were round.

A snow-white thigh becomes more eye-catching in the darkness.

"No, it's precisely because we don't want to go against the government that we come here to discuss with you." Qingfangzhu stepped forward.

The one-meter-long giant foot left a huge hole in the jungle.

"What are you discussing?" the old man from the Spiritual Dissent Society smiled. "The Japanese government has the power to wipe you all out."

"Really?" A cold voice sounded.

The air around them immediately froze and a few snowflakes fell.

"How many demon tribes have now integrated into your human society? Can you wipe them all out?"

"A 'weapon' has killed quite a few of us, but many of you humans are also in the hospital."

"Can you afford this price?"

Several people in the spiritual dissent meeting remained silent.

The beautiful woman laughed softly, and the huge arc on her chest rose and fell.

Walked forward a few steps.

The tightly wrapped fabric dug into the large, round buttocks.

"Then let's talk."

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Fang Zuo looked at the human-faced tree shrouded by three kinds of barriers from the back of the manor.

It is indeed an extremely pure ghost.

But that’s not all.

It also accommodates extremely pious incense.

I have to say that I don’t know what’s wrong with today’s society.

The incense of cults is more devout than that of orthodox Christians.

The area surrounding the manor was covered with jagged tree roots that were several feet long.

It was covered in blood and minced meat.

This giant tree with a human face devoured many people, skin and bones included.

Even the soul and the dead air were not spared.

There are actually some Buddhist sacrificial techniques.

It's really weird and strange.

But the more this happens, the happier I am.

I like it very much.

Fang Zuo slowly stepped into the manor.

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(End of this chapter)

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