I'm a God of Evil in Tokyo

It's a pity that knowing that the potential threat is here, without clues to support it, Takagi Shirashi has no way of finding the trace of that extraordinary person.

The so-called large-scale DNA comparison is a joke, and it can only be used to fool the joke of the upper class.

Groups of flesh and blood have long been mixed together, and comparing them is completely nonsense.

"Do you want to use the prophet? Or really wait for that extraordinary man to make another move?"

Takagi Shirashi hesitated.

Suddenly, the endless debate below stopped suddenly, and the room suddenly fell into dead silence at this moment.

Takagi Shirashi and the representatives of the Zaibatsu Alliance looked at the spiritual experts, and saw everyone gathered together, as if they were concentrating on something important.

A trace of inexplicable coolness climbed up Takagi Shirashi's neck, making him subconsciously vigilant.

"What happened to you?"

Takagi Shirashi asked.

After the words were spoken, no one responded.

Everyone still gathered together, staring blankly at something in the crowd.

"Go and see what's going on."

Takagi Shirashi spoke to a person beside him.

The man nodded softly, and strode towards the crowd.

He casually placed it on the shoulder of a white-haired folklore expert who looked to be in his 60s or [-]s. The young man stretched out his hand to push him away, but found that his strength seemed unable to shake the skinny old man in front of him.

"Get out of the way!"

The young man roared in embarrassment.

The sound that was close at hand seemed to have finally touched these spiritual experts. The head on the shoulder trembled slightly, and the turning head made a "squeak" sound like a rotten wooden door turning.

Then, blank and dead faces turned on the young man.

On the faces that have lost their eyes, there seems to be the wailing of unknown creatures in the dark and deep eye sockets. The deep darkness is far more captivating than the simple eyes.

"come back quickly!"

Seeing this strange scene, Takagi Shirashi was shocked instantly, and shouted loudly at the young man who was beside the spiritualist.

Unfortunately it was too late.

Just because of the dark and deep eye sockets, the young man seemed to be intimidated by some kind of force and his eyes gradually became dull.

"Damn!"

Takagi Shirashi let out a big sigh, and clasped his palms down, and the electric lights in the room suddenly burst into a burst of light like daytime.

Under the glare of the light, all the spiritualists who suffered from the strangeness let out a piercing wail that could not be uttered with human voices.

There seemed to be tentacles stretching out from the hollow eye sockets, but they retracted into the eye sockets instantly after touching the white light.

The burst of white light temporarily held back those spiritual experts who had suffered from strange things. Shirashi Takagi approached, picked up the young man who was covering his eyes and kept crying, and took him away from the room.

The others ran out of the room long ago when Takagi Baizhi made a move, and there were only a group of spiritualists who suffered from strange things, roaring as the white light faded.

"Hurry up and send someone here to deal with it."

After giving instructions to the people around him, Takagi Shirashi had the time to observe the young man who was constantly howling.

His extraordinary ability, the light of purification, is very effective in dispelling negative states, but its ability to cause harm to humans is not strong, which is one of the reasons why he can sit as the director of the supernatural investigation department.

The high-intensity purification light burst out with the help of electric lights, and its greatest effect is to be used as a large flash bomb. Although it can cause substantial damage to young people, it is not necessary to wail like this all the time.

Forcibly breaking away the palms that were trying to cover his eyes, Shirashi Takagi opened the young man's eyelids and saw a scene that terrified him.

I saw that the young man's eyeballs had been completely covered in black at some point, and the previous purification light had corroded most of the eyeballs like a bottle of powerful sulfuric acid.

In the remaining half of the eyeball, Takagi Shirashi saw the insect eggs that densely occupied the entire eyeball were constantly wriggling.

The scene that could easily cause the screams of patients with trysophobia appeared in front of Shirashi Takagi, and the young man's entire eyeball turned into a breeding ground for unknown creatures in just a few seconds.

There seemed to be tiny worms swimming in the dense lavender eggs, and the tentacles inside the eye sockets extended and climbed to the outside of the eyeball.

Chapter 129 Chapter 120 Chapter [-] The Weird Teacher

It was as if a hot white light gushed out from Takagi Shirashi's hands, and the index finger and middle finger were like two sharp swords directly inserted into the young man's eye sockets.

The light of purification rises up, and while the wave of healing spreads, everyone feels as if an unknown spirituality is pouring into the body, constantly stimulating the lazy spirituality, and speeding up the self-healing of the body.

This is obviously a positive gain in front of the person concerned, but it seems to have become a deadly butcher's knife.

The eyeballs bearing the brunt of the parasitized countless worm eggs seemed to be immersed in sulfuric acid, and the countless wriggling worm eggs let out bursts of sharp hissing, impacting the brains of everyone present.

The tentacles protruding from the eye sockets seemed to be struck by lightning, drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

With two fingers bent and a light hook, half of the eyeball and a severed tentacle were directly pulled out by Takagi Shirashi.

The eyeballs and tentacles kept struggling and moaning in Takagi Shirashi's hands, but the young man who lost his eyeballs seemed to be freed from some kind of restraint, and no longer wailed in pain.

"Give this thing to the lab."

Takagi Shirashi looked at the safety box handed over by others, and wanted to put the remaining half of the eyeball and tentacles in the safety box.

The young man Kesi and the spiritual experts who had encountered strange encounters suffered such severe injuries just by looking at each other. Shirashi Takagi gave up putting this strange thing into the safety box made of ordinary strengthened glass and alloy.

Although the safety box is very airtight, it may not be able to trap this weird thing.

"Forget it, I'll take it in my hand and send it to the lab myself.

They have spiritual alloys forged from spiritual ores, which should have some effect on this thing. "

Holding the remaining two and a half eyeballs tightly in his hands, Takagi Shirashi looked around, but found no one who came to support him.

"Where did everyone go?"

Takagi Shirashi suddenly felt angry.

Because of the previous leak of information from the spiritual world, the two major forces began to attach importance to information security.

In this research base far away from the urban area, the two major forces have been sending several first-order extraordinary people and one second-level extraordinary person to sit in the town, in order to ensure the absolute safety of the information analysis of the spiritual world.

Things have happened here for so long, but no one has come to support them. After the incident, the person in charge of the base must be held accountable.

"It's not good, Director Takagi!"

In the distance, the members of the Supernatural Investigation Agency who had gone to dispatch support before seemed to be rushing towards this side with all their strength, shouting loudly while panting.

"There has also been a change in meeting room [-]. It seems that the movement is much bigger than ours. The superhumans from the entire base have gone to support."

As soon as these words came out, even Takagi Shirashi, who was originally angry, was shocked.

The emotional instability triggered the leakage of extraordinary abilities, the light of purification surged, and the wriggling eyeballs in Takagi Shirashi's hands completely melted like ice and snow.

Glancing at the traces that had completely disappeared in his palm, Takagi Shirashi didn't care about it.

Turning his head to look at the representative of the chaebol alliance who also looked surprised, Takagi Shirashi said in a deep voice.

"I'm going to support the No. [-] conference room. All the important data we analyzed are on the experts in the No. [-] conference room. No data can be lost.

But what happened this time is too weird, and the things here cannot be ignored, you stay here and always pay attention to the movements of those guys in the room. "

After finishing speaking, Takagi Hakushi did not allow the representatives of the Chaebol Alliance to nod in response, and rushed directly towards the direction of the No. [-] conference room.

The representative of the chaebol alliance glanced at the young man who had lost his eyes, and the meeting room No. [-], which was plunged into darkness and silence, which made him shiver subconsciously.

It didn't take much time for Shirashi Takagi to rush from meeting room [-] to meeting room [-]. As soon as he stepped into the building where meeting room [-] was located, Shirashi Takagi felt the temperature suddenly drop in this scorching summer. More than ten degrees.

In addition to the temperature, there was a vague coldness lingering around his body.

"Humph!"

The light of purification lighted up slightly, and a faint sense of warmth dispelled the coolness around him. Takagi Shirashi strode into the building.

All the guards on the first floor were gone, and there were no obvious signs of fighting, which made Takagi Shirashi heave a sigh of relief.

As soon as he entered the second floor, Shirashi Takagi found that a large group of people had completely filled the corridor.

Soldiers with guns and live ammunition stood neatly in place, waiting in line, and the spirituality of each extraordinary person fluctuated, as if they were ready to fight at any time.

Seeing Takagi Hakushi, no one spoke back, but neatly made way for Takagi Hakushi.

Walking towards the inside, Takagi Shirashi found that everyone was standing outside the window of the No. [-] conference room with stern expressions, their heads were either lowered to look at the ground, or turned to look at other people in the alleyway.

Only Lin Gongping, who had entered the incarnation of the ancient dragon, and Yusho Mizutani, the man of steel who had been recruited in the Battle of the Sea of ​​Trees in Aokigahara, peeked out of the window into the No. [-] meeting room through the window glass.

I only saw the conference room No. [-], which included six experts in supernatural knowledge, together with the seven supernatural beings personally arranged by the supernatural investigation hall to protect and monitor them, and they were sitting neatly under the podium in the conference room. , as if listening to a speech by an authoritative expert.

This seemingly harmonious scene made Takagi Shirashi slightly stunned. The next moment he felt a sudden darkness in front of his eyes, and then the picture in the conference room changed again.

Darkness is the only main color in meeting room No. [-], and meeting room No. [-], which covers most of the shadows, seems to have been moved from an abandoned building in the last century.

The mottled walls are covered with cracks that look like ghosts, and the black creeps cover the ground, wriggling with a kind of lifelike activity.

The blue-black mixed slime dripped from the strange plants with eyeballs hanging from the ceiling, swallowing each other with the black creep as if it had some kind of activity.

In this weird environment, the long tables in front of the experts and supernatural beings were replaced by tables made up of countless worms, which opened their fine and sharp teeth while wriggling, biting the surroundings constantly. of the same kind.

And under them are wicker chairs woven from tentacles, dotted with scarlet eyeballs in a unique style.

The people sitting on the chairs... No, they should be called monsters with a certain human shape. They either opened their eyes, or opened their sharp mouths made of half heads, or stretched out their tentacles towards the podium. Or gnaw on your own spare limbs...

A monster sits on a tentacled rattan chair like a studious student.

On the podium, Haoren Moyu, who was trembling with glasses, was holding a book with a strange cover, and he seemed to be telling these students something between his lips.

Chapter 130 Chapter 120 IX The Only True Recorder

Gao Mu Baizhi stared at Haoren Moyu's closed lips, trying to read out what Haoren Moyu was communicating with the monsters through his lips.

But just looking directly at the mouth that kept opening and closing, Takagi Shirashi couldn't figure out the usage of any sentence from it.

Between the opening and closing of his lips, a creepy coolness clings to his side like an unknown creature, and the warm and rancid breath is blown out of the opened and closed mouth, as if he is thinking about how to swallow the delicious food in front of him.

"Director, be careful!"