Start a Dome

"It just so happens that I can go home and help Qiong make such a cute hairstyle."

Protecting the two balls on both sides vigilantly, the girl said: "Fujiwara Suzuka, this is my name."

"Okay, you are not allowed to touch my hair!"

"Well, I won't touch it."

After throwing a chocolate ball into his mouth, Xia Mo put the other in the girl's palm: "Have you calmed down?"

"I once fought against the red tongue of the previous generation. His fighting and escaping skills are extremely strong."

"Since the captain you mentioned can defeat him and inherit the title of Red Tongue, then she will only be stronger than Red Tongue."

"You have to have some confidence in your team leader. She is a spirit hunter. Is it so easy to explain here?"

Fujiwara Suzuka was stunned.

"Don't be dazed, the Kuroshio will soon submerge here."

"Your captain might still be in this town, hurry up."

"Ah."

Fujiwara Suzuka nodded vigorously, and she held the chocolate ball Xia Mo gave her in the palm of her hand.

The two moved quickly on the roof like this, but the houses in the entire town were almost carved out of the same mold, and it was difficult to see the difference.

Xia Mo and Fujiwara Suzuka could only rely on their intuition and head towards the center of the town.

Chapter 130 - The Dark Nun

During this period, they saw countless strange scenes.

A young man who was tied to a cross and seemed to be performing some kind of ceremony, and was burnt to ashes.

The skin on his body was completely peeled off, without even a trace of an opening. The old Jura's body was bloody and bloody.

With a sharp katana, he pierced through the back of his head through his mouth. The man in the kendo suit hangs his head down.

They were all submerged by the turbid black tide, leaving no trace.

"What the hell is going on here...?"

Even Fujiwara Suzuka, who has a strong psychological quality, still feels uneasy.

"Do you remember why your captain came here?"

Xia Mo looked back at the girl.

"..."

Fujiwara Suzuka tried hard to recall, she said: "Captain, she... seems to have gone to a small town to investigate a large-scale disappearance."

"The spirit prison team sent several groups of people there, but they all lost their voice in the end, so the captain went there himself."

"A mass disappearance?"

"Well, there are several onmyojis from our Fujiwara family who went to that small town with the captain."

"Xia Mo, I haven't seen the corpses of the onmyojis from our Fujiwara family, maybe they are still alive."

"Let's go find them quickly. If we find them, we might be able to find out what happened here!"

"Well, take it easy."

Looking around, a large number of black currents almost swallowed all the houses, and there is even a tendency to continue to expand.

In the endless black tide, Xia Mo seemed to see a beam of light.

His pupils constricted, and before he could react, a pitch-black beam of light had already appeared in front of him.

--boom!

The bewitching blood spattered on the girl's white and clean cheeks.

She just watched Xia Mo fall down in front of his eyes.

"Xia Mo!"

With her eyes wide open, Fujiwara Suzuka jumped down immediately, and took out a bunch of spells and elixir in a panic.

Just when she was about to treat Xia Mo, a pitch-black bullet passed her shoulder.

boom!

At some point, the black nun was already standing on the roof above, grinning as if she was playing Fujiwara Suzuka.

"hateful!"

Clenching her fists, the girl's body turned into a large number of fragments, and she immediately appeared in front of the black nun.

With one punch, the nun was sent flying.

"Advance, soldiers, fights, formations, all, line up, in front! —— Urgently, like a law!"

The light blue spell in his hand turned into ashes, and the huge pentagram enchantment fixed the black nun in midair.

Holding the pitch-black sniper rifle in her arms, looking at Fujiwara Suzuka charging towards her, the black nun lightly pulled the gun.

--boom!

A deafening loud sound fell, and the pitch-black bullet pierced through Fujiwara Suzuka, but the next moment, it shot out from a fragment and shot straight at the black nun.

The body was immobilized, and the black nun couldn't dodge this deadly bullet at all.

Just when her forehead was about to be pierced by a bullet, a scarlet mark appeared on the black nun's snow-white right shoulder.

Fujiwara Suzuka's consciousness became dizzy, and when she recovered, she found that she was still standing on the roof.

She hurriedly turned her head to see that Xia Mo was standing behind her.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is that just a hallucination?"

"Not a hallucination."

The pitch-black death energy had condensed into a slender long sword, and Xia Mo chopped it off with a single stroke.

Clang!

The pitch-black bullet was chopped off by the sharp blade.

The black nun holding a pitch-black sniper rifle walked out from the depths of the Kuroshio without any haste.

"Ling Xia, don't rush forward rashly, keep a distance from her first."

Although the other party has a sniper rifle, she is still in the Kuroshio, and Xia Mo and Fujiwara Suzuka cannot approach her at all.

"Ok!"

The two immediately jumped off the roof and moved quickly on the street.

boom! boom! boom!

Seemingly sensing that the two wanted to escape, the black nun kept shooting with a sniper rifle.

One after another, the bullets were precisely shot at the heads of the two of them.

Turning around suddenly, a red Prajna mask appeared on Xia Mo's face. With a wave of his hand, a large amount of dead energy condensed into barriers.

Click!Click!Click!Click!

The barrier continued to shatter, but stopped at the last layer.

"What is that sniper rifle? It's so powerful..."

Just before, when he was shot through the head by a bullet, the dead energy in Xia Mo's body appeared strange.

He almost literally died there.

"That gun seems to be a sacred object enshrined by the Holy See..."

"Saint?"

"Well...but the colors are different..."

"The sacred object enshrined by the Holy See is a pure white sniper rifle exuding endless sacred aura."

"I'm not sure if this is the sacred object of the Holy See..."

"Probably because of the Kuroshio."

With a sideways sword, the pitch-black bullet shot at Fujiwara Suzuka was chopped into pieces, and with Xia Mo as the center, a large amount of dead energy gushed out.

"It will take some time for the Kuroshio to spread to this street. Let's get rid of her right here."

"Ok!"

Fujiwara Suzuka nodded, and her figure escaped into the thick black mist.

The sight was blocked by the huge dead air, the black nun looked around vigilantly, raised her gun and shot.

boom!

The pitch-black bullet pierced through a dead tree, but missed anyone.

She stepped sideways without hesitation.

boom!

His right arm was a little numb. Seeing the sniper rifle aimed at him, Fujiwara Suzuka had a fragmented mark on his forehead: "Mirror Demon!"

A huge pentagram array appeared at her feet, and countless fragments turned into a rectangular transparent mirror, blocking Fujiwara Suzuka's body.

The bullet was swallowed by the mirror, but shot out from the mirror.

puff!

The shoulders of the black nun were pierced, and the scarlet mark shone red.

The pitch-black fog no longer existed, and Natsumo and Fujiwara Suzuka were still standing on the street.