Ibaraki Doji's current situation is very pessimistic.
But something even worse is yet to come.
Multiple people.
She faced many enemies, not just "Inujiro" who occupied her right hand——
First, a black drone flew out deftly, then crashed into somewhere in the hotel and disappeared again.
Only an illusory drone phantom is left, floating in the center of the battlefield. The camera rotates back and forth to faithfully record everything that is about to happen.
The war correspondent began his work.
The illusion left behind by the drone ghost story is of course nothing on the battlefield.
But there were also seven figures with unified auras who appeared together. They appeared from all over the chaotic black lines of the hotel, holding various weapons, gearing up and eager to try:
"Let's fight! Let's fight! We haven't done anything for a long time. Where is Master's enemy this time?"
"That evil spirit looks like it's worth fighting!"
"..."
The surging red mist was boiling noisily, and a childish and strange children's song was sung in the mist. The sound was far away and sometimes near. A red and black dress was swaying in the surging red, appearing and disappearing, changing its position.
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The slender and tall figure in a dress was dragging a huge machete with a terrifying shape, and there were several red spirits in the shape of children surrounding the owner of the blood mist, clapping their hands and laughing. The children's innocent laughter was obscured by the mist, and they were in harmony with each other.
The sounds of children's songs blend together to make people shudder.
And the sky above at this time.
In the basement, there is no such thing as air.
But those strange and messy black lines seemed to be drawn upward by an invisible hand, forcibly breaking through a non-existent space.
The air was covered with a large piece of moving pale color, and it kept making whining sounds.
It was a huge beast made of skulls. On top of the layers of bones, there sat a blue-haired child like a porcelain doll.
The moment Ibaraki raised his head and met the child's eyes, the other party waved a gorgeous scepter in his hand, and a piece of pale color in the air was crushed downwards!
At the same time, several melee units in the seven-man army launched tentative attacks in cooperation.
Including Maki Tsuruta, who is dressed in a white evening dress and holds a roaring electric saw; Junichiro, who holds a huge iron rod and only wears a crotch cloth; and the samurai Inao, who holds two swords and has superb swordsmanship.
The three of them disappeared simultaneously into the black line of the hotel, and then reappeared like ghosts.
He appeared next to Ibaraki again.
Chainsaws, iron rods, and swords roared in from three directions, blocking all evasive angles!
"Don't underestimate me!"
Ibaraki Doji's eyes were like torches, clearly flashing with anger.
Her translucent white right arm disappeared.
Bah la - bah la -
Sounds like bones and muscles tearing and stretching continued to come from the ground around Ibaraki.
In an instant, a huge white illusory arm, with its five fingers bent and spread out, suddenly rushed out from the messy black lines.
This giant hand was several stories high, with rows of ferocious bone spurs growing out of the pale tendons. With just such a charge, it had the terrifying aura that could be pulled out by mountains, crushing the three emperors to pieces.
.Then, the giant hand opened and closed, and the skeletal whale that attacked from the air was directly captured by it.
The huge skeletal whale was in the palm of the giant hand, just like a ceramic toy, fragile and fragile.
Kaka.
The giant hand clenched tightly, and the skeleton whale let out a shrill cry, the bones cracked open, and bone fragments flew everywhere.
The blue whale spirit floats up and returns to the large conch that transformed into a whale.
"Do you want to capture me with just three or two Aragami?"
With one successful attack, Ibaraki Doji gained great momentum.
Just when she was about to wave her giant hand and kill all the two Aragami in the pile of bones above her head and in the red mist——
"Puff!"
A high-pitched animal cry sounded from nowhere.
Not far away from the entanglement of black lines, a blur of red light jumped out deftly like a dream.
As a strong controller on the battlefield, Little Tapir already has rich experience in facing powerful enemies.
It knows that the more powerful the enemy is, the more difficult it is to control it directly by directly applying [Mleep Dream].
But you can catch the enemy's attack gap.
The gap between the ups and downs of the enemy's attack can be understood as "back swing". This fleeting gap between attacks is the easiest to control.
The joint probing attack by the three imperial concubines and the little whale just now undoubtedly gave the dream-eating tapir such an opportunity!
Vast red clouds rose up in the intersecting space between the basement and the hotel, and suddenly enveloped Ibaraki Doji.
"Pffff."
The little tapir began to exert force, trying to drag Ibaraki into a dream.
Of course, it is difficult to completely put an A-level enemy to sleep whose strength is far superior to it.
But it is not difficult to create a blank space of thought for one or two seconds!
The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, and one or two seconds can change a lot.
Sure enough, Ibaraki Doji's thinking was stagnant, and even his majestic anger disappeared instantly, and his mind was filled with sweet dreams.
"Damn it!"
But soon, she woke up again.
The moment my senses recovered, it was already too late.
"Mary, behind you."
"Ouch!"
A heavy cold blade fell on my back, and a raging fire rushed towards me in front of me.
Mari and Inugami completed a pincer attack on Ibaraki Douji!
Inugami bit down hard on Ibaraki's left shoulder, his fangs penetrated the skin, and scarlet rotten poison poured into the flesh.
Hiss!
A huge gash was opened in the white cloak by Mary's machete, and bright red blood smeared in the tear in the fabric.
After all, Ibaraki Doji is an A-level ghost, the famous ghost of Rashomon.
An attack of this magnitude would only cause her flesh wounds.
This shouldn't be the case!
He only faced a few Aragami, but he was injured at the beginning of the fight?
"Ouch!"
The moment Mary dropped the machete, Inugami let go.
Under the impact of the powerful sword, Ibaraki Doji was thrown to the side and fell into a messy and tangled black thread of the hotel, like a ball of wool.
Logically speaking, she should fall to the ground soon.
But the feeling of weightlessness still enveloped Ibaraki.
Fall, fall.
In the field of vision, black lines twist and turn gorgeously, like a living, absurd meticulous painting.
From time to time, there will be cold-toned white light, flashing from all directions, damp carpets, and mottled burgundy wallpapers, moving back and forth from far to near.
Damn it!
This place is extremely weird.
What methods did that "Inujiro" use?
A strong sense of humiliation surged into my heart again, like an invisible palm, teasing the beating heart in Ibaraki Doji's chest. With every heartbeat, the sense of shame would rush to all parts of the body along with the blood.
Being set up!
Damn it! Damn it! "Inujiro" he deserves to die!
The feeling of falling into nothingness lasted for a few more seconds, and Ibaraki Doji suddenly felt something.
She lowered her head sharply.
The strange space that trapped Ibaraki was chaotic and disorderly. She had just been stabbed and flew out horizontally close to the ground, but now she was shocked to realize that she was falling from a very high place in the air.
And below her, stood "Inujiro" who made her hate him so much that she wanted to eat his flesh!
The ghost hand that Ibaraki Doji lost was still floating next to him, and the ghost hand was still calmly holding the onikiri that Ibaraki hated.
However, Inujiro's appearance changed again.
His human face was covered with a ferocious mask of red, blue, and brown colors at some point. The aura on his body also changed, and the auras of humans and ghosts and gods were mixed together.
He just stood there, slightly raising his chin to look at himself, like a flag, like the king of ghosts.
Ibaraki had only seen this "king" spirit similar to it in Shuten Douji.
Aragami’s strength?
No, it's stronger than the average Aragami.
There is even a vague tendency to break through the shackles of Aragami's level!
"That's just Aragami!"
Ibaruna's pupils, which had completely occupied her eye sockets, were once again congested and dilated, and she waved her right hand towards "Inujiro" below.
You are nothing more than that.
This weird space is obviously your territory.
But you let me fall on top of your head.
How ridiculous.
Kill him, absolutely kill this disgusting man!
Ibaraki is very sure that in the next second she can use her "right hand" condensed by ghost energy to beat "Inujiro" into powder!
The right hand waved out.
But right below her, "Inujiro", who was getting closer and closer to her, was still just standing, without any confusion that would have occurred if he made any mistakes in his actions. The eyes exposed under the mask were shining brightly, and he was only calm and indifferent.
Ibaraki immediately felt something was wrong.
No, that's not right.
Where is my "arm"?
"Are you looking for your right hand? The original one is with me. As for the second one, you left it over there, Ibaraki." Kamiyagawa seemed to have completely seen through Ibaraki Doji's psychological activities, and spoke in a teasing tone.
, "It seems that the compatibility between the second new arm and you is not very good."
Ibaraki:!?
Ibaraki Doji turned his head in surprise.
Layers upon layers, hundreds of meters away separated by black lines, the arm summons towering like tall buildings were still left at the place where she initially fought.
He was surrounded by several Aragami that he had fought with just now.
Ibaraki Doji indeed fell into the dense black line and landed high above the Kamiya River.
But her summons didn’t come with her!
But how can I get that arm to come over?
Left or right, up or down?
The space in the Live Fish Hotel is changing all the time. Although the distance is only more than a hundred meters, it is impossible to cross it in a short time.
During this moment of hesitation, Ibaraki, who had fallen from the air, had already landed on Kamiya's head. She simply stopped caring about the summons and planned to charge directly on her own. Ibaraki in the air clearly had no way of catching the ball, but he suddenly turned around,
He waved half of the shackles in his left hand and smashed it towards Onikiri.
At the same time, the ghost arm that had transformed into the shape of Kamiya waved, and the black ghost blade cut through the air, drawing a dark arc in the air, and slashed straight towards Ibaraki.
Wherever the blade passes, it is like a river flowing, and the howling of ghosts is mixed with the sonorous sound of swords and whistles, just like the Santu River rushing through the air!
Yaoshao and Onikiri are about to collide head on.
And at this moment, slimy white tentacles clung to the black line of the hotel high up, slapping and slapping each other and surging out, appearing from several unexpected angles and wrapping around Ibaraki's petite body.
The attack trajectory of the ghost of Rashomon was deflected by these annoying tentacles, and the ghost screamed and slashed towards her left hand!
Ibaraki groaned in the air and hit the ground diagonally.
This time it didn't fall anywhere else, it just fell between the sparse black lines.
"po~po~"
The tall and plump figure of the eight-foot girl appeared behind Kamiya, smiling and elegantly lifting the corners of her skirt to retract the tentacles wrapped in transparent, slippery mucous membranes.
Kamiyagawa's side uses [Ungai Mirror] to pull live fish to the hotel for combat. It is not impossible to go to the hotel to practice on a regular basis, and there is guidance from the emperor who is familiar with the environment.
Therefore, the Aragami under his command are already familiar with the spatial structure of the hotel.
Such a strange terrain can be fully utilized by one's side, providing huge advantages.
Even an A-level ghost like Ibaraki Doji would be unable to function freely if he was completely trapped inside.
In addition, the strength of the Kamiya Group has long changed. As he himself said, it is not impossible to fight against A-level enemies now.
"Tsk, I thought I could cut off your left hand as well." Kamiya lowered his ghost hand and looked at Ibaraki Doji who fell on the ground with some regret, "Or, Tsuna Watanabe who cut off your right hand is far stronger than me.
?”
"Do you think Watanabe Tsuna can cut off my hand with just one move? Moreover, he has helpers. If it weren't for Sakata Kintoki, Bubu Jiwu and the others, I wouldn't... wouldn't lose! You are all the same
Despicable!"
Ibaraki stumbled up from the ground, spat a mouthful of blood, and the arm summon in the distance slowly dissipated.
On her left arm, a gash deep into the flesh was cut by Onikiri, and the blood dyed nearly half of the white cloak red.
But his angry eyes remained unyielding, staring at Kamiya River.
At this time, a group of Aragami under Kamiya also surrounded him.
Ibaraki Doji glanced around like a trapped animal.
Aragami, Aragami, Aragami.
How many Aragami are there under this guy?
Moreover, they were obviously just a group of Arakami, but under the command of "Inujiro", they beat themselves into such a mess that they didn't even have a chance to fight back.
What is his origin?
"But the battle has only been a few minutes, and you are about to lose to me." Kamiya took two steps closer with the sword, and raised his ghost hand again, "Is it because you are missing an arm? You don't seem to be in full strength.
Ibaraki."
The battle to capture Ibaraki first with the help of the Live Fish Hotel and the human sea tactics seems to be going well, but we still have to be careful of the final counterattack of the ghost of Rashomon.
"Then try to kill me! I won't bow to Japanese lackeys!"
Ibaraki gritted his teeth.
What nonsense is this man talking about? Doesn’t he know where my missing hand is!?
"Who are you talking about, Wo Jianming? I have nothing to do with Wo Jianming. Besides, isn't he dead?"
"Stop pretending, teasing me will give you, a disgusting guy, a sense of accomplishment, right?"
The surrounded Ibaraki Doji seemed to be planning to fight to the death.