Near the venue of the exchange meeting, the sky with the sky tree as the center spread out in all directions, like the moonlight of all blessings, spreading those invisible black threads to the earth.
After maintaining it for about a minute, it finally gradually disappeared into the distant sky, and the Skytree, which temporarily lost power supply, gradually bloomed again from bottom to top.
Below are the ordinary people who stood there with dull faces when they were shrouded by the sky.
Except for those who lost their minds after holding their heads and wailing in pain midway, and then the black-robed execution team who attacked the Judgment Department were brutally and bloodyly purged, the remaining few people seemed to be re-pressing the still picture at this time.
Press the start button and gradually regain consciousness.
"What just happened?"
"I don't know, I seem to have fallen asleep."
"I feel the same way, as if I had a dream."
"Have you ever felt like there was a voice talking in your head?"
"I don't, but I feel like my body is very strong and I really want to smash something."
"Hey! Stay away from me, but I feel like my body is different."
"Wait a minute! Is what the man on the radio just said true? Isn't this incredible?"
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At this moment, people who had woken up were whispering about the subtle changes in their bodies.
Everyone's face was filled with silent shock and confusion, and no one was mentally prepared to face this change in a hurry.
NHK's outdoor reporter Makoto Funatari shook his head vigorously, shaking off the murmuring voice in his mind, and looked down at the palms of his hands.
There was a slight movement in my heart, and a small dark red flame burst out with a roar.
Funatari Makoto was immediately startled and almost threw the microphone in his hand. He finally tried his best to suppress the shock and excitement in his heart and calm down.
He is not a reporter born with a serious face in front of the camera. When he was young, he never imagined that he would one day awaken his abilities, but unfortunately he lost to reality and life in the end.
Unexpectedly, reality and life played a joke on people. Although the day arrived late, he just looked at the small flame in the palm of his hand and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Although Funata Makoto is not an ability user, he thinks he is familiar with the talent sequence list.
There are only a few fire-type abilities on the list, but the small dark red flame in his palm doesn't look like any of them.
Strange. Really strange.
However, in this era, being able to awaken your abilities is always a rare good thing. Makoto Funatari would like to share his joy with the cameraman behind him.
As a result, I turned around,
He almost startled himself.
I saw the steely straight man who was usually only interested in photographic equipment. At this moment, he was carefully protecting the things in his hands, and ice crystals like black water had condensed in his palms.
Black ice ability?
Funata Makoto fell into shock again.
In his mind, he unconsciously recalled the words of the man on the radio. Could this be the so-called "favor"?
However, he was used to looking for corresponding abilities in the talent sequence list. When he encountered this kind of ability that was not on the list, he couldn't help but feel terrified.
Before I could figure this out, I suddenly heard someone around me shout in surprise.
The next moment, under the lens of the camera, a large area of scarlet red that even the rain could not wash away appeared on a street corner not far away.
Countless corpses were piled up in random directions around the corner. The clothes on the corpses were in tatters, and some of the skin and hand bones were obviously broken and torn violently. Everyone was stunned when they saw this, with heart palpitations and difficulty breathing.
Soon, someone noticed that the clothes of the corpse on the street corner seemed familiar.
At the next moment, their throats became dry and they realized that those corpses piled in the corner with bloodstained faces might be their partners and colleagues who were standing next to them a minute ago.
What happened?
At this time, another person from the black-robed enforcement team of the Adjudication Department came over with an indifferent expression.
The night wind was mixed with the damp smell of blood, and in the blurry rain curtain, they seemed to be carrying something while walking.
After getting closer, everyone saw clearly that they were corpses with their hearts and vital parts exploded.
Some of the corpses couldn't even be pieced together, so they were lifted up and thrown into the pile of corpses on the street corner by the adjudicators in black robes of murderous murder.
Suddenly, Zhou Ducheng's pupils shrank slightly as he stood there blankly.
Among the corpses, he saw the young baby-faced intern who was with them today.
I graduated from the Communication Department of New Tokyo University and just joined NHK TV station for a month. The young man is very diligent and easy to learn.
NHK's internship adopts an elimination system, but Makoto Funatari is very optimistic about him and thinks he can complete the internship and keep him. This outdoor shooting specially brought him with him to do odd jobs.
But now, that baby face that usually looked a little childish and shy when smiling, fell lifelessly in the pool of blood.
At a certain moment, I don't know if it was the courage that emerged out of thin air after awakening his ability for no reason today. Makoto Funatari suddenly picked up the microphone and walked quickly towards the usually feared execution team wearing black robes.
"What are you doing?"
In the pouring rain, Makoto Funatari approached and asked loudly.
The captain of the black-robed enforcement team of the Adjudication Department is a man who is not very tall but has a sinister look.
He turned his head, and his cold triangular eyes fell on the human reporter in the rain in front of him.
He just stared at him.
Don't say a word.
Inexplicably, a terrifying chill arose in Funatomai's heart, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and he immediately took a step back involuntarily.
But what appeared in his mind was that baby face with a childish smile, and a figure that was still gritting its teeth. He faced the other person's eyes and said:
"I am Makoto Funatari, an outdoor reporter from NHK in Wano. I want to ask you! What are you doing!"
The captain of the execution team was still looking at Makoto Funatari calmly. During this period, the members of the execution team of the Judgment Department behind him were unaware of what was happening here, and methodically picked up the cold corpses one by one in the cold rain.
He was carried and thrown into the pile of corpses.
Finally, the captain of the execution team slowly spoke, "These people were disturbed by unknown external abilities, openly attacked the execution team of the Judgment Department, and interfered with the arrest of high-risk elements who assassinated the congressmen and adjudicators. Therefore, we followed the laws of the Judgment Department.
Execute a cleanup mission against them."
Having said this, the captain of the execution team paused, a dangerous light flashing in his triangular eyes, "Do you have any questions?"
The man's voice was cold.
It was so cold that Makoto Funatari felt that if he were still blocking here, the next second, he might become the target of interfering with the opponent's mission and be subjected to bloody elimination.
In the past, Makoto Funatari might have been frightened away by the terrifying momentum of the Judgment Division's enforcement team.
But today, there was a voice in his mind clearly telling him that if he didn't retreat, the consequences might be really serious, but his feet felt as if they were nailed to the spot.
Perhaps it's because he, them, and the people of this country have taken too many steps back when facing the World Government and the Judgment Division.
In the past, I had no choice but to give in.
But today, he is lucky enough to have the ability. When he was studying, he heard that "with great power comes great responsibility", so should he also fulfill the responsibility of a media person?
In the cold night rain, NHK reporter Makoto Funatari's shoulders were shaking slightly.
But he still didn't retreat.
Human beings are really strange creatures sometimes. Even though they are scared to death, they will grit their teeth to death for some idea that is ridiculous when they think about it afterwards.
The captain of the execution team stood quietly in front of Makoto Funatari, looking at him like that.
At a certain moment, a somewhat sarcastic look suddenly appeared on the captain's face, and his gaze towards Makoto Funatari was no different from those of the corpses piled up in the corner.
Adjudicators never need to be convincing.
It just needs to be awe-inspiring.
Especially the stupid humans in front of me who have some control over their abilities and want to challenge the rules.
However, at this moment, without warning, a terrifying explosion suddenly came from the cross street not far away.
This enforcement team of the Judgment Division had just been responsible for hunting down and eliminating those irrational humans. They still didn't know what was going on there. Everyone was shocked when they heard this huge movement!
There is.
The seventh ruling places the responsibility!
The captain of the execution team suddenly couldn't care less about the human being in front of him. In his eyes, the other person was an ant that could be crushed at any time, just like he was in the eyes of the big shots in Shangjing of the Adjudication Department.
Last time the Eleventh Adjudicator of Baiyu Square was killed, no one from the black-robed enforcement team of the Adjudication Department stationed in the Country of Peace was injured, because this incident had already implicated many people.
The captain of the execution team really couldn't imagine that if something happened to the Seventh Adjudicator again in Wano tonight, they would not even be involved in the horrific consequences.
"Quick! Everyone come with me!"
He waved his hand, and everyone behind him immediately cheered and followed him.
NHK reporter Makoto Funatari's back was almost wet with sweat. At this moment, the terrifying pressure suddenly disappeared. He almost sat down on the ground and glanced at the direction where the black-robed execution teams disappeared with a confused look on his face.
Not far behind him, the cameraman carrying a camera hurriedly came up to help Funatomao up.
Funata Makoto glanced at the intersection in the rainy night, although he didn't know what happened behind the corner.
But judging from the intensity of the black-robed execution teams of the Adjudication Division just now, he felt that something extraordinary must have happened there.
"Let's go! Let's follow too!"
Makoto Funatari wiped the rain off his face, called out to the cameraman, and quickly followed him without saying a word.
The other surviving TV reporters around the exchange venue looked at me and I looked at you, gritted their teeth and followed them one after another.
In fact it's not just them.
The life-and-death battle between Kyoto swordsman Momotiya Izaya and the seventh adjudicator was suddenly interrupted, followed by a sudden turmoil and chaos after the sky fell.
The ability users present were basically not affected at all, but the actions of the Adjudication Department were too fast and bloody, and many people did not come back to their senses until now.
Principal Kyogoku Kawamizu glanced at Momomiya Izaya who was covered in cuts and bruises on the duel site, looking towards the cross street, trying to stand up with the long black sword in his hand.
But after trying several times in succession, he failed. He squatted down again, his back slightly curled up, and he couldn't stop coughing violently.
Even as a seventh-level peak swordsman, revenge against a terrifying demigod-level ability user like the Seventh Judgment Master Gaius Rhine has become an increasingly distant goal.
Seeing that figure holding the [Lion King] in his hand, he was crawling miserably towards the cross street in the rain.
Obviously, he was extremely unwilling in his heart.
Unwilling to accept it, he had prepared so painstakingly for so many years, asking three times a day if he could avenge himself, and even fused the sharp black lacquer knife in his hand that was tainted with an unknown and ominous aura, but he still failed to cut the enemy's head with his own hands.
So it's impossible for him to be willing.
Principal Kyogoku Kawamizu sighed silently. He had strongly disapproved of the life-and-death struggle after this exchange meeting beforehand, but he still did not expect that it would develop into this situation.
After thinking for a while, he turned to the teacher who was leading the exchange meeting and said, "First, you and Mr. Nakasaki will take students from two schools back to school on the school bus. Make sure to deliver them all safely."
"What about you, principal?" the leading teacher asked.
Kyogoku Kawami looked at Momomiya Izaya on the exchange meeting and gave a bitter smile, shook his head and said, "I will stay here to accompany Mr. Momotiya in Kyoto."
Having said this, he paused and said in a serious tone, "There are so many innocent ordinary people at the scene, and they all came to watch this exchange meeting because of us Takehara Minami, the black-robed law enforcement officers of the Judgment Department
The team acted tyrannically, and as the principal, I have to be responsible for the ordinary people who regain their senses."
Next, Kyogoku Kawamizu didn't explain much and quickly stepped forward to help Momomiya Izaya who was on the ground.
The latter thanked him in a low voice, and the two of them followed the reporters from the TV station and rushed towards the crossroads not far away where landslides and tsunami-like roars continued to occur.
On a rainy night, among the chaotic crowd, a man wearing a blue maintenance worker's uniform, carrying a tool box in his hand, followed closely behind.
Ahead, the closer we got to the street corner, the louder and louder the explosion became.
But when NHK reporter Makoto Funatari, principal Kyogoku Kawamizu and others finally walked through the cross street and looked in another direction.
In an instant, everyone stood there like nails, their faces full of shock and disbelief, unable to take another step forward.
In front of me, almost the entire street was covered in dark ruins. The humid air was filled with a smell of dust, filled with a shocking and powerful power.
The original asphalt road was pulled out with countless terrifying gaps more than ten meters long, and the surrounding buildings and facilities were covered with countless spider web-like cracks.
Just the night wind carried the raindrops, and with a loud bang, those crumbling buildings suddenly turned into crumbling ruins on this street.
The people who came in a hurry took a shocked look at it. The whole street was like a piece of cake, which was cut into countless parts from all directions and angles.
And the people who cut this street open.
There was one standing on a broken street lamp on the street.
It was a fox-faced man wearing a slightly larger black trench coat and a red and blue fox monster mask on his face. He held a strange-looking black-gold double-edged ancient sword in his left and right hands.
It's him?!
At this moment, the man who calls himself the "New Tokyo Discipline Committee" emerged in many people's minds.
He seems to have two masks when he walks in front of the world, one is a dark golden dragonfly mask, and the other is the fox mask in front of him.
Not far in front of him, the Seventh Judiciary Gaius Rhine, wearing the black robe of the Judgment Division, shook his head slightly, looked at Higashinohara and said:
"If it's just to this extent, I think I'm about to lose the patience to play with you any longer."
After the words fell, he gently raised the [Little Dragon Jingguang] in his hand, and an invisible black sword prison once again rolled out in all directions like a tide.
Infinite Sword Prison. Type 2.[8]!
Different from ordinary slashes that are launched more frequently [Answer], "eight" means that only one heavy slash will be launched against the target. The power of the heavy slash depends on the ability level of the target and yourself.
Intended to kill with one blow!
The moment the sword shape unfolded, the countless high-hanging sharp blades of different shapes that covered the clouds and sun in the Infinite Sword Prison suddenly gathered towards the center like a tornado.
In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a sky-high giant sword that was unparalleled in the world, standing between the two of them.
At this time, the dark blue night above the head seemed to be cut from the middle, and the falling night rain seemed to be caught by this terrifying power and flew away to both sides.
The world suddenly became clear and bright.
Everyone who came over there was shocked!
The scene in front of us is undoubtedly more terrifying and frightening than the power that the Eleventh Arbitrator unleashed when he was angry at the White Jade Square on the Emperor's birthday!
Is this a demigod-level ability user?!
Momomiya Izaya, who was seriously injured and supported by the Kyogoku River, raised his head and stared blankly at this scene. The heart of revenge that had been as strong as a rock for more than ten years suddenly relaxed a little at this moment.
The life and death fight just now
The other party simply didn’t try their best!
Momomiya Izaya's eyes suddenly showed a look of confusion. Is this the gap between personal talents? Or is it the huge irreparable gap between humans and heavenly beings?
The seventh judgment made Gaius Rhine close his eyelids lightly, a faint light seemed to flash, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "My sword will be faster, what about you? Can it be faster?"
Hearing Gaius Rhine's sarcasm, Higashinohara had just been moving [Quicksand Scale. Fourteen times faster] without stopping. Every cell and muscle in his body was also trying his best to heal himself under the comfort of [Spiritual Healing].
Recovery squeezes every inch of this body's potential.
Can it go any faster?
His consciousness quickly looked away from the 111 points in the attribute list of the Sin Manual, and raised his head to look up at the terrifying giant sword that divided the world.
Silently gave himself an affirmative answer.
Hourglass of time. Double slowdown x eight times. Shadow instant!
Quicksand Scale. Sixteen times speed!!!
Nine Eyes and Six Paths. Second Eye. Thread of Death!