Infinite Journey From Hogwarts

Inside an underground fortress in Tokyo, every staff member who comes and goes here has a solemn expression. This war command room has been activated, and everyone is facing the glorious one displayed on the central screen as if they were facing a major enemy. God made things.

It is a thousand meters high and 700 meters wide. At the same time, the bright and colorful patterns above are clearly visible like stars in the blizzard like the night, and even one or two kilometers away from the coast can clearly witness this majestic creation. .

　　What kind of technology is this? The weapons experts showed obsessive expressions. They couldn't imagine other descriptive words except God's creation.

　　 "Baga, I want to know what that thing is? Is it an ancient ruin or an alien weapon projected to the earth?"

　　 Prime Minister Kamimori's thin chest roared like a tiger inhabited.

　　 "The Tiger of the Shangsen Family" is one of the prime minister's nicknames. It refers to the prime minister's fierceness when facing political opponents and subordinates.

　　 The prime minister’s chief military adviser suggested, “Do you need to send military aircraft to investigate?”

　　 "You trash is simply wasting taxpayers' money. There is no specific enemy intelligence. How do you detect this kind of god-made artifact? Are we going to provoke a civilization that is not many times more advanced than us to investigate?"

　　 "But Shangguo has already ordered us to act as an advance reconnaissance force." The chief military adviser whispered.

　　 Hearing the word Shangguo, the Prime Minister immediately turned from a tiger to a sick cat. The "Sick Cat of the Neon Country" is an alias given to the Prime Minister by voters.

　　 After a while, the Prime Minister said.

　　 "Since it means going to the country, then you can order it."

　　 "I'm coming?" The chief military adviser said angrily. He understood what the Prime Minister meant. Once there was a problem, he had to apologize. This is a traditional art of neon politics.

Just when he was hesitant to smash the stack of documents in his hand on the Prime Minister’s face with pride, all the screens in this underground fortress were crazily distorted, and the picture of Tokyo Bay disappeared. On the black screen, green stripes appeared. The data stream is like garbled characters.

　　 "What's the matter?" The Prime Minister said in horror. This military fortress, located three kilometers underground, should be the safest place in Tokyo right now. Has the enemy already invaded it?

　　 hasn't waited for the answers from the subordinates, the next moment all the mechanical instruments in this room were truly distorted, and each of the mechanical parts seemed to be activated, forming a perfect female appearance.

　　 She said calmly, "You are terminated."

Half an hour later, the Japan Meteorological Agency issued an urgent news to the whole country, "Unprecedented meteorological disasters are about to sweep the neon, including possible earthquakes, tsunamis, and blizzards. Please stay at home, lock doors and windows, and wait for the disaster to pass. ."

　　 As for why the disaster can pass by locking the doors and windows, it is probably because the disaster can't see me, so I can't meet it. After all, this is the traditional art of the government, and the people have long been used to it.

　　 Cedric walked towards Sensoji Temple while observing what is now Tokyo.

　　The meteorological disaster spawned by Susanoo has aggravated the dark side of mankind that was originally a breeding ground for ghosts and mythical creatures. Cedric estimated that the dark side of mankind gathered by the Hyakki Yakou Formation is already enough.

　　 From the real start, there was only enough ground energy, and Cedric decided to continue to help him.

Within half an hour, five centimeters of snow had accumulated on the ground. After the supermarket was looted wildly, the original bustling streets were completely silent. The sky over Tokyo was so tightly covered that even a little sunlight could not get in.

　　 The monsters who were originally haunting them became polite. They were waiting for the real feast to begin like gentlemen.

　　 Before Cedric paced to the Sensoji Temple, the two statues of Fenglei glared at him. There were bursts of chanting sounds from the temple, and the surrounding ghosts were all gone. Obviously, the monks had chosen to close the mountain gate and waited for the final victor to appear.

　　 But this time I can’t let you sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, you are the beginning of everything.

　　" along the shore, cut through the clouds

　　 The twin sun sinks into the lake

　　The long shadow fell down

　　 is here in Karksa······"

　　 Cedric chanted praises belonging to the gods in the wind and snow, and his voice drifted into the temple with the wind and snow, mixing into the holy Zen sound.

　　" along the shore, cut through the clouds

　　 The twin sun sinks into the lake

　　The long shadow fell down

　　 is here in Karksa······"

　　 As the core monk, Zhishu sat in the Guanyin Hall. He and the monks originally chanted the "Guan Zizai Heart Sutra" in a low voice. Suddenly, paragraphs of good-sounding poetry-like words came out of Zhishu's mouth.

　　 The monk next to him pushed Jishu cautiously.

　　 For the monks, reciting poems is originally a matter of elegance and nothing indispensable, but in this case, composing poems is no different from blasphemy.

　　 But with Chisho's position, the Supervisory Institute should turn one eye and close another.

　　 Then he involuntarily listened to Chishu's new poems, the more he listened, the more pleasing he heard, as if he had fallen into a certain Zen state, and he couldn't help chanting.

　　 The first monk was infected, just like a collapsed domino. The Zen sound in the entire Guanyin Hall was distorted and desecrated.

　　 The poems praising the "King of Yellow Clothes" are like a virus~www.NovelMTL.com~ spread throughout Sensoji Temple.

　　 For the great "King of Yellow Clothes", there is no more delicious food than the devout followers of other gods.

　　 The fall of a saint, on top of a hundred souls full of sin, this is the famous saying of the demons in hell.

　　 Of course, the "king of yellow clothes", who is only one step away from the seventh step, will not give up the stairs that have been sent to him.

　　The clay statue of Buddha gradually distorted.

　　 yellow clothes, wooden frame, red eyes and red eyes, and a black star that never falls.

　　 "As the king of the yellow clothes, the lord of the endless deep sky and the sea, the unnamed person offers faith! The black star will never fall."

　　 Zhishu no longer has the mercy and calmness he had before. He is like a demon, with layers of black mud pouring out of his pores, constantly eroding the surrounding monks, his screaming fanatically, like a demon who has just been liberated from hell.

　　 "Chisho!"

Behind 　　Yikyu, a statue of Buddha with an angry gaze that has reached a thousand feet appeared, and after it was connected to the large array of Sensoji Temple, even the first person in the Yin and Yang Tao like Abe Haruaki did not dare to face the Buddha's anger.

However, he can only shelter the remaining monks at this time. His opposite Zhishu is like a demon that hinders Buddha's enlightenment. The same towering idol stands behind him, wearing a yellow robe, a black star that never falls, and endless. Crazy.

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