The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 710 Hope and Despair (13)

Bang! Before Saito Yuichi could react, his head was smashed to the ground, just like what he did to Inuyama Heita before.

"It hurts, you bastard!" He yelled and burst out with strength, chaotic black lines exploded, trying to shake the enemy away.

As a result, those things were completely useless to the guy in front of him. The black lines directly merged into the opponent's aura, further enhancing his power.

"Sure enough, you too..." Saito Yuichi widened his eyes: "No, you can't control this kind of power, you..."

However, at this time, Inuyama Heita could not hear anything. He let out a suppressed laugh. This laughter reminded Nanajo Masato of those people who were driven crazy by despair.

Inuyama Heita's messy face that couldn't be seen clearly suddenly opened his mouth. It was a mouth like a black hole, with only black nothingness. His mouth opened so wide that it could bite off a person's head.

And that's what Inuyama Heita did. He grabbed Saito Yuichi's arm, pulled it towards him, and was about to swallow the other's head with his big mouth!
"Don't even think about it!" Saito Yuichi was horrified. He held Inuyama Heita's mouth with both hands, and the two monster-like people started fighting each other.

Saito Yuichi said in a hoarse voice: "Our powers come from the same source. Don't try to use this against me, you loser!"

Inuyama Heita turned a deaf ear and continued to attack like a possessed man.

"Look, this is the proof! You simply can't bear this power!" Saito Yuichi sneered, "Even your consciousness has been swallowed up by despair. You can only bite and vent your emotions like a wild animal!"

"Control...the power..." Inuyama Heita made a sound. Saito Yuichi's words seemed to remind him, and the aura around him began to compress and become more condensed. The snowflake noise points on his body began to flash continuously. Then, Inuyama Heita clenched his fist and punched Saito Yuichi in the face, knocking him to the ground.

"It hurts, you bastard!!!" Saito Yuichi struggled to get up, but was knocked down by another punch.

Just when Inuyama Heita was about to launch the third attack, Saito Yuichi finally couldn't bear it anymore. He grabbed Inuyama Heita's fist, looked up and said, "... I remember now, it was you, you bastard! You were the one who cried the loudest back then!"

The black lines on Inuyama Heita's body went berserk! They danced wildly around him, attacking everything around him indiscriminately!

"It's you!" Saito Yuichi's words seemed to have touched Inuyama Heita's emotions, and he laughed: "You're a waste! A failure! Let me think, what's your name? It's Liu..."

"Shut up..." Inuyama Heita's breath became more and more suppressed and violent. He pressed Saito Yuichi under him and started beating him like a storm!
Saito Yuichi put his arms in front of himself and laughed, "Hahahaha~ That hurts! I guess you remembered it? Trash! Oh, your name doesn't seem to start with this number. If it's not six, then it's seven, or eight?"

"Shut up!" Inuyama Heita's attacks became more and more violent.

Saito Yuichi had almost no ability to fight back, but the more pain Inuyama Heita hit him, the more he could feel Inuyama Heita's murderous intent. This murderous intent gave him a kind of self-destructive pleasure. He laughed while screaming, "Do you want to kill me? Then kill me, my death will plunge you into the deepest despair! Hahahaha~~"

Inuyama Heita almost didn't hold back anymore, he attacked the opponent's head with his fists like mad.

“Ahem…” Even so, Saito Yuichi still looked at Inuyama Heita provocatively and said, “I have completely remembered it. It’s you… Ninety-nine.”

When he read out this number, Inuyama Heita's body stiffened for a moment, then he raised his fists high and put them together. Black lines continued to gather on his fists. Even Nanajo Masato, who was not far away, could feel the power of this force, and it was filled with murderous intent.

"Go to hell." Inuyama Heita said softly, and raised his fists to smash down on Saito Yuichi's head.

A hand grabbed Inuyama Heita's fist from behind.

"enough."

Qian Xiaoyi stood behind him and said, "You will kill him in reality. Don't forget your true self... Heitaro." Hearing this name, Inuyama Heita slowly turned his head and looked at Qian Xiaoyi with his face that was only made up of messy lines. After a long while of identification, he murmured, "...Brother Yi?"

The ghost realm began to collapse, everything was falling apart, and Nanajo Masato only felt his eyes blurry, and he returned to the real world. The enemies also disappeared as the ghost realm dissipated.

Before the ghost realm completely disappeared, Saito Yuichi looked at Inuyama Heita indifferently and said, "It seems that you have also awakened this power, Jiujiu... Next time we meet, I will kill you."

Then, his body turned into more messy lines, scattered in all directions, and disappeared into the twisted and collapsed ghostland.

In the blink of an eye, all the enemies on the street except them disappeared. He struggled to get up and asked, "Where are those people?"

"Seeing that the situation was not good, I ran away." Qian Xiaoyi said expressionlessly. The ghost realm is like this. Sometimes you feel that you are doing something, but in reality it is completely different.

Next to Qian Xiaoyi was Inuyama Heita, who was kneeling on the ground. He tilted his head back, staring at the sky with his eyes rolled back, and seemed to have lost consciousness.

"What happened to Heitaro? Just now he..." Nanajo Masato was about to ask about what happened before, but was interrupted by Qian Xiaoyi.

Qian Xiaoyi said, "It's obvious that he fainted. Are you okay? If you are, come and help carry him back to the room."

"It seems... those strange powers have disappeared?" Nanajo Masato was surprised to find that he could move freely, but soon he forgot about it because Inuyama Heita's current condition was more worrying: "Don't we need to send him to the hospital?"

Qian Xiaoyi shook his head: "The hospital can't find anything, but he shouldn't have any serious problems. He will be fine after a few days of rest. Anyway, let's go back first."

"I understand." Nanajo Masato walked over, and together with Qian Xiaoyi, lifted Inuyama Heita up and walked towards the apartment.

"Tell me what happened just now." Qian Xiaoyi asked after sending Inuyama Heita back to the room. He had only received a message for help and was not clear about the specific events.

Then Qijiao Zhengren told Qian Xiaoyi what he had seen and asked, "I heard from that man that this was a trap set for you? If you were here, would you be able to handle the enemy's attack?"

"Maybe." Qian Xiaoyi replied, "But you are wrong. This is not a trap they set for me."

"Eh? Isn't it?" Shichijo Masato asked, "Then what are their real methods?"

"Probably looking for a fanatic." Qian Xiaoyi said, "and then deliberately let me kill him or something like that."

Nanajo Masato was surprised and said, "Just like the enemy lured Heitaro before?! Fortunately, you came in the end."

He felt a little scared. This kind of practical method was, to some extent, more terrifying than those strange spells and ghosts.

But Nanajo Masato thought of another question: "By the way, why can Heitaro... use the same attack as the enemy? What do those words mean? Did they know each other before?"

"I don't know." Qian Xiaoyi said, "But everyone has some memories that they don't want to talk about, so I suggest you don't ask too many questions after he wakes up."

"……learn."

(End of this chapter)