Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

And just as it stopped, a feeling of longing came from below it.

You caught him!

The intense flames fused with the cartridge case, bringing you intense joy.

Within the golden body's sternum, bullets were rapidly consumed, only to be replenished by the ribbons fluttering around it.

Blasted back by the intense flames, Ogasawara Yoriko was sent flying backward, half of her body charred white.

Ogasawara Yoriko's appearance has almost fully recovered, and the sternum of the Corpse Buddha has been reloaded with ammunition.

That newly born god or Buddha then demonstrated his potential as a mortal and his combat skills.

If we only do it a few times, given the Heavenly Demon's regenerative abilities, once we succeed, we can completely shred it into several pieces.

Duan, that battle wasn't your defeat.

In both encounters, Ogasawara Yoriko failed to achieve any significant results. Although her opponent lacked intelligence, her instinct for killing was extremely sharp.

Using that self-destructive fighting style, Ogasawara Yoriko forcefully broke through the opponent's barrage, rushed behind the Corpse Buddha, and heavily swung her sword at the thin green that was fused with the arm bone.

Like the low-rise buildings of a city, various long and short guns and cannons stand upright on its spine, growing out from under its back.

In contrast to the dense, impenetrable hail of bullets, the thin green blade wielded by Daigai Pei Yingzhuang burst forth with calm sparks.

The so-called "bombardment" probably doesn't feel like that anymore.

The demon descended from the sky, its body charred white, its flesh exposed by the flames, yet it remained unmoved, showing no joy whatsoever.

The ammunition was rapidly replenished, as if the loading process was still being sucked into her chest, but that was enough time for Ogasawara Yoriko to catch her breath.

A few spent cartridge cases were fired, and one shot was fired at very close range at Daikasa Pei Yingzhuang.

They don't possess the same level of freedom to recover and use their bodies as true gods, nor do they have such low intelligence.

The clanging and banging sounds were like the incessant noise of a rooftop during a rainstorm, with sparks and debris flying everywhere.

As if there was a pause, the heavy artillery fire rang out intermittently, completely engulfing Ogasawara Yoriko until the demonic aura completely dissipated.

Meanwhile, Daigai Pei Yingzhuang also restrained himself, his body radiating demonic energy, strange patterns crawling all over his body, and the thin green hilt of his sword merging into your upper arm.

On the battlefield, one should crawl under cover when facing a hail of bullets, but the Corpse Buddha's direct method of clearing the ground renders any cover meaningless.

Faced with the overwhelming style of the Corpse Buddha, Ogasawara Yoriko had no other tactics besides sneak attacks.

The continuous bombardment emanated from its spine, each sound like thunder, engulfing the landing point of Daigashibae Yingzhuang.

Without words, without movement, even the very thin body of the Buddha was barely visible. It simply raised its arm, closed its ribs again, and extended the guns and cannons from its spine.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The rudimentary logic allowed the corpse Buddha to think, and it stopped the artillery fire and the differentiated strafing.

When I tried to pursue and bombard the demon with artillery fire to obliterate it, I discovered that in the instant we crossed paths, Ogasawara Yoriko's claws had also ripped open my chest cavity.

"It's getting boring."

The figure rushed through the barrage of bullets, blocking what could be blocked with the thin green, and taking the hits head-on with its body.

Yoriko Ogasawara stared at the missing right arm of the corpse Buddha, which had fallen to the ground. The bronze color quickly dissipated, and it reverted to its unique, full human right arm.

The two clashed in the blink of an eye, and Ogasawara Yoriko was hit in the face by a barrage of artillery fire, suffering another injury.

The only saving grace is that the other party is still in a state of possession before being fully born.

The corpse Buddha stood still, exposing its sternum to Ogasawara Yoriko's sword, its ribs flipping up and emitting intense flames.

The Buddha's light attempted to neutralize and purify, but it was swallowed up and retreated by the denser and deeper white darkness.

The ammunition belt started spinning again, and the guns beneath him attempted to shift and fire into the air, but they were still a step ahead of the enemy.

Xiao Li leaped into the air, leaving the ground cracked like spiderwebs. Da Li Pei Ying Zhuang shot out like a dark, piercing beam of light, waving his weapon amidst the dense, wind-piercing rain of bullets, attempting to break through the layers of barrage.

The bullet, imbued with light and flame, entered her body and reacted violently with the demonic power of Ogasawara Yoriko.

As the smoke cleared, the demons vanished from the devastated ground ravaged by artillery fire.

Chapter 297 Calculation

The battle between demons and heretics continues, while in another country across the ocean, a person leisurely puts down his coffee.

"Tsk, they've lost contact over there. Looks like something's happened."

After putting down his coffee cup, the man didn't rush to pick up his pen to continue writing. Instead, he looked at the person opposite him.

"Teacher, would you like a cup of coffee too? It's perfect for waking up and getting you up."

The man sitting opposite him, dressed in an elegant gold-embroidered suit and leaning on a cane, with a sharp yet familiar aged face, was none other than Friedrich.

However, it is not surprising that he would be here.

He always taught his students to recognize their own position and to protect their own lives, because researchers do not need to be on the front lines.

As a teacher, he naturally paid even more attention to this.

Even Hiromi Yamada knew how to use androids to die in place of others, so why would Friedrich blindly throw his life away?

However, it is also somewhat regrettable.

Once again blasted to the ground, Ogasawara Shibahei got up, looked at his burned, mangled flesh, and spat out the mud and sand from his mouth.

Everything around was reduced to dust in that battle; a dense hail of bullets pulverized every grain of sand, stone, and tree.

But before the two got close, did it successfully prevent Ogasawara Shibahei from striking again, or did it make a mistake and get its head chopped off?

But once you come into contact with him, it will be meaningless for Lai Zisi to hide and guard against Fuwaidewaixi's move.

As long as believers exist, its ammunition and divine power will be inexhaustible. If it continues to be depleted like that, its defeat will come sooner or later.

However, this plan failed due to the indiscriminate attack of the Corpse Buddha.

Spitting, inhaling, spitting, inhaling

Taking a deep breath, Ogasawara Shiba looked up at the sky below, where a golden body was spewing forth flames.

After swallowing the thin green liquid completely, Ogasawara Shibahei arched his back, leaning forward like a feline.

Friedrich sighed.

You haven't prepared for another attack if things go wrong. The thin green is hidden inside your body, so the opponent can predict from which angle Ogasawa Shibahei will strike.

It will hide some of its strength and defense, and the difficulty of breaking through the barrage will be even more intense.

However, just as Ogasawara Shibahei was about to unleash his power, a sudden change occurred.

The convoy continued its journey along the dry and arid Gobi Desert.

"Mr. Shiba, you are truly devout and earnest. Your earnest entrustment at the beginning of the story moved you to tears."

It might be his subordinates, his legs, or even his mouth; in short, you'll have to compete with that corpse Buddha in terms of reaction speed.

"Really? A woman as kind and righteous as your teacher can actually be moved by someone else? Even though she already has what she needs, she still pretends to be sincere in front of others."

"It's a pity. The entire air-raid shelter was blown into the sky. All the monitoring methods are now ineffective, and we can't observe it up close."

Another demon that Lu Qianhua had also seen.

In contrast, the corpse Buddha, though strong and a complete deity, is still a deity.

The offensive was still fierce, but it had lessened in intensity, which was by no means a bad thing for Ogasawaro Kenka.

"Of course, teacher, you haven't prepared everything for the worst."

"But once we reach the reservation, it can't end there."

Instead of launching a full-scale, intermittent attack like the first one ended, they always maintained sufficient reserves and means to defend against possible surprise attacks from Ogasawara Shibahei.

As your breathing deepens, the thin green hue that was already fused with your arm bone rapidly penetrates deeper into your arm, gradually being swallowed by Ogasawara Shibahei's flesh and blood.

The woman grinned, almost bursting into laughter.

Feuerdesh's smile faded, and he rubbed his cane with his little finger.

Perhaps having learned a thing or two from the near-decapitation defeat, the Corpse Buddha's tactics have become more cautious.

Of course, even if you, the long-hearted Okasa Shibahei, wanted to enter, the Corpse Buddha would definitely not have any means to leave you with any injuries. The injuries were mainly inflicted on you when you rushed down to look for an opportunity.

The very last act will continue as planned, but that's just for safety reasons.

"Oh no, Mansour, did he mess up his preparations? Let's see if this thing is even useful."

Of course, I do care about the essence. If I only look at the surface, I am indeed a qualified teacher.

It was a bad-looking iaido duel, the only difference being that the opponent used a rapid-fire American-style iaido, and Ogasawara Shibahei simply didn't have a chance to strike once.

When Friedrich committed suicide, he deliberately avoided using his prosthetic eye, hoping that his body could capture more precious images at the scene, since images captured from satellites would be too blurry and inaccurate.

On the very day that Hara no Raiko received guidance, or rather, was tricked by Oda Nobunaga, Fuwatte Waikiki, in the conference room, also encountered another demon.

At the beginning, they followed the original Lai Zisi and acted as if they were being genuine. In the end, it was all part of the plan. It wasn't originally for the purpose of seeing if they could obtain something that had been hidden from them.

Yes, that operation was just unnecessary.

My politeness was not reprimanded, after all, Freudwesh did indeed use his students as experimental subjects.

Danny and Nibal were experimental devices that I left behind specifically to test Ogasawara Shibahei's abilities.

"Bah bah bah!"

Although Ogasawara Shibahei has weak recovery ability, his demonic energy is limitless, and the flames of the Corpse Buddha are divided into restraints. If he is worn down like that, he will eventually be exhausted.

The mountains and forests become battlefields, and the bullets fired by the corpse Buddha are collected and returned to the ribbons surrounding the body, continuing to become new ammunition.

If there's a connection, just treat it as gambling, just another gamble.

The two sat in an armored off-road vehicle, followed by a large convoy of trucks and cargo trucks. The cargo covered by a green tarpaulin was obviously what it was.

You would rather the Corpse Buddha attack with all its might, so that you have no chance to take advantage. That way, it's just like a dull knife cutting flesh, quickly wearing you down to death.

However, being able to see how Yuan Laizi Si transformed himself into a Buddha is not enough.

When asked by Favredeweshi, Mansour put away his smile and answered confidently.

When Fuwaide recalled the very first scene transmitted through the prosthetic eye, the scene of Hara Raiko, who committed suicide as a divine body to bear the divine, he couldn't help but savor the memory.

"That's what I thought to myself," Ogasa Shibahei thought to himself, while his legs tensed up quickly, ready to exert force at any moment. The corpse Buddha in mid-air also hurriedly turned its gun, as if it understood what he was about to do.