Detective Conan: I, with my magical powers, am going to destroy the world!

As Nagara Haruka concentrated, a strange power emanated from his body and slowly gathered on the pendant.

"Huh, it's magic!"

Chi Chufeng was very surprised.

He hadn't expected that Nagara Haruka could actually manipulate magic.

Driven by magic, the pendant slowly drew circles in the air, then suddenly changed its movement, swinging violently back and forth, writhing like a snake.

... ...

After waiting a few more seconds, the pendant finally settled and faced a certain direction on the west side of the villa.

"It's nearby, probably in a room on the third floor of the west side."

Nagara Haruka put the necklace away, put it back around her neck, and frowned as she thought: Only that woman named Su Fang Hongzi lives on the third floor on the west side. Could it be in her room?

Nagayoshi climbed onto the top of the cabinet and crawled into the ventilation duct.

A few minutes later, Nagara Haruka arrived at Su Fang Hongzi's room.

A terrified voice reached my ears.

"No, no, why would you choose him instead of me?"

Haruka Nagara looked down through the metal mesh of the ventilation duct.

Su Fang Hongzi's face was filled with panic, but her body was in the posture of opening her arms to embrace her lover.

Before Su Fang Hongzi stood a gigantic, bizarre face composed of two hundred masks, its mouth gaping open and emitting eerie sounds.

"The cursed mask must drink blood."

"I have waited for you for far too long, and he first offered his own blood to me." II.

Chapter 446 Fortune Teller, You've Got the Wrong Person...

Nagara Haruka looked at the face made of masks with a fearful gaze.

Behind it, thin, blood-red lines stretched all the way to the outside of the door.

Lan Chuan Dongya's eyes widened, revealing a look of hatred. All ten fingers on both hands were pierced, and blood gushed out.

Ten thin lines of blood connected to the masked face.

Using these blood lines as a guide, he manipulated the bizarre, giant human face, moving closer to Su Fang Hongzi.

puff.

The mask, which served as teeth, easily slit Su Fanghongzi's throat, and the gushing blood sprayed onto the cursed mask, instantly seeping in like water sprinkled on sand.

The entire face made up of masks emitted an eerie red light.

The black mist on all the masks surged and converged, forming a sinister and grotesque human face that was still smiling eerily!

"help me!"

Su Fang Hongzi, who was on the verge of death, raised her head at some point.

Through the metal grille of the ventilation duct, she saw Nagara Haruka inside and used her last strength to call for help.

The eerie face formed by the black mist looked up, following her gaze.

Seeing the fortune teller's panicked expression, it pounced on him with a sinister smile.

Inside the ventilation duct, Nagara Haruka desperately crawled back.

Behind them, black mist billowed, and with a loud crash, the iron grid was smashed open.

One by one, the masks seemed to come alive as they rushed into the ventilation duct, like a ferocious serpent chasing after Nagara Haruka.

The ventilation duct was very dark, and with such a strange thing chasing him from behind, Nagara Haruka felt extreme fear.

She gritted her teeth and tore off the necklace around her neck.

That was her family heirloom; it was thanks to that thing that she was able to regain her current status.

But in order to survive, nothing else mattered.

She muttered something to herself and forcefully threw the necklace behind her.

hum.

A cloud of mist spread out, blocking the mask's path.

The masks piled up in front of the water mist, their black mist swirling around them, colliding with the white water mist and making a hissing sound.

The water mist disappeared layer by layer, visible to the naked eye.

Nagara Haruka crawled with all her might, but she didn't head towards her room, because even if she did, she wouldn't be able to escape.

In this villa, the only one who might be able to save her is Chi Chufeng.

I just hope that the strongest Onmyoji in Tokyo lives up to his name.

A breaking sound came from behind.

Nagara Haruka's heart was bleeding.

This is a huge loss. Without the necklace, how will we do divination in the future?

A chill ran down my spine, and my blood felt like it was freezing.

Nagara Haruka's movements became slower and slower. With her last bit of strength, she lifted the iron bars in front of her and poked her head out.

"Onmyoji, help me!"

A pair of large hands pulled her out of the ventilation duct.

She fell into a warm embrace.

Nagara Haruka gasped for breath as if he had grasped at a straw.

"Hey, fortune teller, you've grabbed the wrong spot..."

Chi Chufeng was speechless.

Nagara Haruka then realized that the man was not wearing clothes.

She quickly let go of his hand and looked around furtively.

huh?

Two identical little maids lay on the bed next to them.

A whooshing sound came from the ventilation vent.

A dense array of masks filed in, converging into a gigantic face within the room.

Akatsuka threw Nagara Haruka onto the bed and then walked towards the cursed mask.

The enormous human face stared warily at Chi Chufeng.

It could sense that the man opposite it possessed unpredictable abilities.

The black mist from the two hundred masks surged forth, releasing countless threads.

It was as if dense black hair had grown out, layer upon layer, clump upon clump, completely surrounding Chi Chufeng and himself.

Chi Chufeng was nowhere to be seen outside, nor were any of the cursed masks. Only a huge black silk sphere was wriggling in the middle of the room.

Nagara Haruka's heart was in his throat.

She didn't know who would win.

If Chi Chufeng wins, that would be great. But what if the Cursed Mask wins?

Nagara Haruka couldn't help but worry.

Suddenly, the black silken mass released and then contracted abruptly.

All the black was drawn into the center.

Chi Chufeng's figure was revealed.

Nagara Haruka was overjoyed and was about to ask a question when his face turned deathly pale.

Chi Chufeng's eyes were closed, and black faces appeared on his body.

They stood out on his skin, all with eerie smiles, as if celebrating victory.

Startled, Nagara Haruka retreated and grabbed something.

huh?

You're getting quite skilled.

"Fortune teller, you've picked the wrong spot again..."

A helpless voice came from behind me.

Nagara Haruka turned around in surprise and saw Akatsuki Kaze leaning against the headboard, with Nagara Haruka sitting on his lap, her hand resting on him.

Okay, we caught the same thing as last time.

"You, him..."