Grass, this is not right everyday

Isayama Koizumi didn't reply, but silently protected Tsuchimiya Kagura behind her back. The huge figure in front of her brought endless pressure to her, and she felt dizzy just looking directly at this thing.

What they saw before their eyes was an ugly, deformed, half-naked fat man who was swollen to the point of shining, without neck and head, with a mouth in each of his thick hands.

"Go aside, I'll take care of this thing." Jock pulled out the handle of the magic cauldron on his body, "but just let me try a new guy."

Isayama Koizumi looked at Jock subconsciously, his not-so-broad back was just in front of the fat figure, and all the fear and anxiety were absorbed by the slightly thin figure.

Jock didn't continue to pay attention to Isayama Huangquan. Although he more or less realized that the enemy in front of him was different from what he had seen before, he didn't realize the seriousness of the situation at all. He thought that it only took ten seconds to get this done guy.

Then more than 70 seconds passed, and the fat boy in front of Jock had been killed more than 50 times by him, but he was still standing in front of him.

The three-storey mansion has disappeared, and it was cut by Jock's sword.Isayama Koizumi subconsciously grabbed Tumiya Kagura, and fell into a coma under unstoppable mental pressure.

"What the hell are you?" Jock reached out and grabbed his tomahawk.

Holding a big sword and a battle axe, Jock has the confidence to kill no matter what the enemy is, but the fat man in front of him will reappear no matter how many times he kills.

Looking at the big red sword in his hand, Jock suddenly had an idea.

Fortunately he dropped his weapon and spread his hands.

If it cannot be killed, then it should be no problem to try to expel or seal it.

Jock was crazily eager for a way to expel or seal the fat man in front of him, just like he wanted to know how to use the magic cauldron before.It didn't take long before the whispers of the One Who Returned Everything appeared in his ear again.

The whispers were stronger than ever before, and Jock was so dizzy that he could barely stand.

At the same time, Jock also knew what the hell the creature in front of him was.

Y'golonac, something called the polluter, the current state of this thing is not the best, and this is just a clone, it doesn't make sense to kill as many as possible.

Jock faced Ygoronak, strode forward and grabbed his palm with two big mouths.

The reason why Jock dared to catch the polluter was obvious, and he himself did not conform to the general understanding of human beings at this moment.His whole body was covered by some kind of viscous, wriggling black substance, or he himself had completely turned into this black substance.

The size of this substance was nothing compared to Ygoronak's, but his hands stuck to the fat figure's hands like some kind of glue.

Jock's body is making sounds, not with vocal organs, but from himself. The sounds Jock makes are not made by any known creature or object at all, let alone human vocal cords.

He was reciting something like poetry, which was harsh and sharp to human ears, but Ygoronak's body gradually faded from the reciting, and within a few minutes, the polluter completely disappeared from the front of Jock. Disappeared, and the dispersal method given to him by the One Who Returns Everything was firmly imprinted in his mind.

70. Take it easy

Afterwards, after ending his contact with the One Who Returns Everything, Jock looked around in a daze. He always had the feeling that everything in front of him was illusion, not reality.

Shaking his head, all the random thoughts just now came out of his head.

The previous three-story mansion had collapsed. Although I don't know what happened to the basement, I'm afraid I can't find any clues now.

The more important things have been put away by Joker, and even if the bastard from the response department continues to search, he can't find anything useful.

Isayama Koizumi woke up leisurely, and she was relieved after confirming that the life of Kagura Tsuchimiya, who was being protected by her, was not in any danger.

Isayama Koizumi, who recovered from the chaos, looked at Jock for the first time, hesitant to speak, as if he didn't know what to say.

"You're still alive." Jock came to Isayama Huangquan, "You don't need to tell me, you owe me your life, do you understand?"

"So you'd better forget what you just saw, or I won't let you go."

After finishing the threat, Jock turned around and was about to leave regardless of whether Isayama Huangquan heard it or not.

"Wait a minute!" Isayama Huangquan suddenly stopped Jock.

"Why, what's unclear about what I said?" Jock looked back at Isayama Huangquan with subtle displeasure.

He looked back at Isayama Huangquan in dissatisfaction. In his opinion, he had shown mercy if he didn't silence him. How could this woman have any objections?

But when Jock looked at Isayama Huangquan, what he saw was Isayama Exorcist who bowed at a standard ninety degrees.

"Thank you for your help!"

"Damn it? What kind of routine is this?" flashed in his mind, and Joker didn't pick up the words immediately, so Isayama Huangquan continued.

"That... Kagura is very important to me, really important to me. It's like my own sister. So... So, thank you very much for saving Kagura and me, I didn't thank you last time when I said truthfully..."

Isayama Koizumi seemed to have not organized the language well, and said words of thanks incoherently. Even so, she still expressed her meaning clearly.

"Oh, anyway!" After a while she said loudly with flushed cheeks, "If there is anything I can help you with in the future, you must tell me, even if you go through fire and water, I will definitely stand by your side!"

A little surprised, Joker felt a little surprised from the bottom of his heart. He didn't expect that the Exorcist Isayama, who was not easy to deal with since the first meeting, would have a day to thank him.

After thinking about it, Jock felt that this must be the result of his usual good deeds.Thinking about it carefully, Isayama Huangquan didn't get paid for saving Isayama, and he didn't say anything about being friendly just now, what is this?This is the reward for doing good deeds!

Brother Moe, am I doing the right thing?

Although, having said that.Whether it's Ygoronak this time or Daozhen before, he made it himself.Strictly speaking, Jock is the culprit.

"Well, then you'd better remember what I said." Jock glanced at Isayama Koizumi's flushed face, "Also, remember you still owe me one more time."

Watching Jock leave, Isayama Koizumi heaved a long sigh, carried Tsuchimiya Kagura on his back, and planned to find a cleaner place to rest.

And Tumiya Kagura, who was being carried by Isayama Koizumi, had already woken up, and even had to cover his mouth to keep himself from screaming.

(Wow wow wow wow~)

(Bold, "I'll be there for you through thick and thin" stuff.)

Like a little girl eating CP, Tumiya Kagura's eyes sparkled, thinking about what kind of relationship these two people have now?

The words were divided into two parts, and after leaving the outskirts of Kanagawa, Jock quickly returned to Tokyo.

He originally planned to go to Rep's side first, but when he walked to the streets of Tokyo, he suddenly lost the mood.So I decided to go back to my stronghold in Sofia first.

Squeezing away the crowd in front of Sophia, after learning from Sophia's staff that the owner here is temporarily absent, Joker returned to his long-lost stronghold.

Opening the dirty and messy room he was familiar with, Jock always felt as if he was in another world.

Although this is nothing to him in daily life, it was a bit difficult to digest the amount of information he received all of a sudden.

It was completely dark outside, and Jock threw away his tomahawk and equipment, threw himself on the big soft bed, and turned on the TV.

The TV is showing Jock's achievements during the day, including throwing a mountain into the sea, and splitting the building of the response department into two.

But what makes Joker a little regretful is that the chief of the response department seems to have been found and survived.

Jock curled his lips. Most of the time, cutting a person into two sections was enough to kill a person on the spot, but now it seems that simply tearing him into pieces can no longer completely send a person away?

Flipping through TV channels bored, Jock was playing with the beautiful stone he got from Matsumoto. This thing seemed to have good power, but it wasn't enough to make Jock interested in it.

In his mind, he has been silently testing the connection with the All-In-One. Although he doesn't know whether the all-knowing and all-seeing is true, no matter what Jock wants to know, the All-In-One will tell him the answer.

Although, most of the answers are meaningless to Joka and can only make him have a splitting headache and be delirious.But there is a small part that is so understandable that it really works.

For example, this is the case with the magic crucible sword on Jock. Jock, who does not have all things in one, may not be able to find a way to use it at all.

Also, regarding those "indescribable" "great beings", the owner of the basement is obviously collecting information about these ghost things all over the world, and if you look at the level of detail, it may have lasted for more than a century.

Jock still can't understand the essence of those things, but he has a general understanding of the danger of these things.

Like, Jock has learned a lesson a bit.Don't call these things by their names.

Thinking over and over again about today's actions in his mind, so far, the three-story mansion is the only clue he has found.

Regardless of the number of victims or traces of activity, it is impossible for the mansion to be the last stronghold of that thing.But now there are no other clues to look for, can we only wait for that thing to do it next time?

That's right, Jock is pretty sure that this thing will continue to be used, although he has no direct evidence.

Jock, who was thinking wildly, flashed a name that he didn't really want to think of now.

"Arong." Jock became annoyed when he thought of the name.

Katsushika should help many of Joke's friends, and Joke trusts her from the bottom of his heart, and hopes that he can trust her.

How much did she know about herself, why she helped herself so much, and why she went to South America to find herself.

It's not that Jock has never thought about these things, it's just that he has never seriously thought about them.

"Ah, ah, really." The more Jock thought about it, the more irritable he became. The more he thought about the things that could not be answered, the stronger the whispers in his ears became, as if he couldn't wait to tell Jock that he couldn't understand at all. s answer.

Looking at the full night moonlight outside the window, Jock concentrated for a moment, and finally turned out of the window, without any weapons, and went to the place where Katsushika should be.

71. Refill~

Jock came to the small park on the edge of Kamurocho, and paused here for a long time. He looked at the path leading to Katsushika Osai's garden in front of him, thinking about his words and Katsushika Osai's possible purpose.

Many people around saw Jock's ugly face and silently avoided him, for fear that Jock would get angry and be hurt by Chiyu.

In the end, Jock went to the remote and dilapidated small park, passed through the foggy path smoothly, and came to the garden that Katsushika should be.

It was still as quiet as before, as if no matter day or night, no matter whether it was spring, summer, autumn or winter, there would never be any changes here.

In the courtyard, there are still cherry blossom trees that never seem to bloom, lanterns that are always burning, spacious houses that are always spotless, and the person who will never age and change.

She was lying on the tatami and smoking a cigarette, blocked by a bamboo curtain, and the smoke was printed on the bamboo curtain by the light and slowly rising.

"Ah, Joker." Katsushika Yingwei was still talking to Joker in a flat manner, "I come here so often, I thought you didn't like seeing me."

Jock ignored Katsushika Osei's witticism, and he walked across the courtyard in silence to Katsushika Osei's bamboo curtain.

"I have something to ask you." Jock paused every word, and said very seriously, "I hope you answer truthfully."

Katsushika fell silent and sighed, as if he had expected that Jock would come to her one day.

"I won't hurt you, I just hope you can trust me." Katsushika Yingwei sat up, looked at Jock through the bamboo curtain and said, "Everything I do is for your own good."

Jock had a feeling that Katsushika should have known what he found in the basement, and also knew that he had come into contact with some kind of "indescribable" ghost today.

It's weird to say that, but it seems like Katsushika doesn't want Jock to know more about the so-called great beings at all, whether it's the connection with the One of Everything or the search for more hybrids.

"I hope I can believe you." Jock said slowly and clearly as before, "But I must know what happened. What do you know, why did you go to South America to find me, and what do you know about my dreams? How much, and about the One Who Returns All Things, I’m afraid you already know about it.”

"All things are one..." Katsushika Yingwei seemed a little uneasy and embarrassed after hearing this name, "Don't call out this name here."

The two fell silent, and Jock felt that he probably couldn't ask anything. This stalemate made him extremely irritable. Kato and Arong were the few people he met after time travel that could be called friends.And Arong even went one step further, getting closer to the feeling of a mother.

Jock tried to say something several times, but every time the words came to an end, he felt that it was meaningless.

The stalemate lasted for more than ten minutes, and finally ended with Jock turning around and leaving.

"Don't pursue these things any more, and don't pursue the existence of the 'Old Ones' anymore." Before Jock left, Katsushika Yingwei shouted to him, "The more you know, the worse it is for you, Trust me, please trust me."

But Jock didn't look back, and despite Katsushika's voice getting smaller and smaller behind him, he went back to Kamurocho through the foggy path again.

He silently memorized the title of "Old Ruler", but there were still too many things he couldn't figure out.

Maybe Katsushika Yingwei really didn't want to harm him, and it was really for his own good.

But so what, I have to solve those damn dreams, if I keep doing these strange dreams, I might as well choose to die.

"Unfortunately, I can't even die." Jock's eyes were clouded.

When life becomes a torture and you are powerless to change it, death seems to be the best choice, but when the escape route that everyone can choose is blocked and can only be accepted passively, it is the best choice to stand up and resist The only choice.

Jock has to figure out who put himself in this world and who put his body in this way.

Leaving the remote small park, Jock's irritability did not ease much, but intensified instead.

Walking slowly, while coming to Rep's bookstore, Jock bypassed the piles of books in the store and walked to the innermost room of Rep.

"So you came to me again at this time?" Rep stared at the screen intently, still in line with someone who didn't know.

"Yeah, yeah, I haven't settled the score with you yet, Yukinoshita has nothing to do with this matter at all!" As soon as Jock arrived at Lep's shop, he remembered what Lep had analyzed for him the night before. intelligence.

"If you don't know how to analyze, don't learn from others to do analysis. After you operate one way, I almost give a job for nothing. Can you do something in this link that suits your personality?"

"My character is a fucking grocery store merchant, not your fucking exclusive staff officer!"

The two exchanged a few foul words as an easy-going greeting, and then Jock sat down on the sofa, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"Hey, what's the matter with your appearance, broken love?" Rep poked his head out from behind the screen and asked.

"Are you a fucking junior high school student, or the heroine of a morning drama, and you can only think of broken love when you are alone in a daze?" Jock said disdainfully.

Rip shrugged, accustomed to this level of easy-going greeting.

"So, have you found what you're looking for?" Rep asked after a while, with a satisfied expression on his face, as if he had finally won someone in the lane, "You've made a lot of trouble today, I hope You have gained something." Rep pouted in the direction of the TV screen.

Jock looked at the rebroadcast news on TV, turned his head impatiently, and took out the materials from the Response Section with him.

"It can't be said that there is no gain, but I still don't have a clue." Joker said and handed the information in his hand to Rep, "This is the information from the Response Section, and it's all victims who were attacked by the same target. I always feel that There should be some rules for these people."

Rep took the information, scanned it quickly, and came to the same conclusion as Jock.

"Why do I feel that this matter has become a bit absurd? Why are there so many Cos?" Repp said, "Most of the last photos of the victim are popular anime heroines with good reputations. What does this mean?"