The Legend of Tokyo Taoist

Chapter 888: Night Parade of One Hundred Demons (29)

"The other shore... is it fake?"

"is that a lie……"

"But this is what the Saint Lady said..."

Whispers spread like a plague, and a feeling of unease began to grow among the crowd, but it was too late to stop it.

With an angry roar from Acala, the last phantom of the building was smashed to pieces, and the pure white land turned back to its original color. Acala, who had completed his mission, turned into a spot of light and slowly dissipated.

An exorcist who had consumed too much energy sat down on the ground, wiping the sweat from his head, and said with some emotion: "I didn't expect that in the end, the opponent would collapse on his own. I thought there would be another fierce battle next."

Gui Teng Longguang exhaled: "We can only say that our companions have accomplished the impossible."

"Takuya." Suzuna turned around and said, "Did you capture everything Chizuru Hayafune said just now?"

"Yeah!" Takuya was also very excited now. He quickly took out his laptop from his bag and said, "I'll edit and upload it right away!"

Because of what happened last night, their live broadcast room is still blocked, so they can only upload the video first.

Suzuna looked towards the group of people who were hoping to teach, and said to herself, "Heitaro is really amazing. I really deserved my shouting at him...ah, if you mention the devil, he'll appear."

As soon as he finished speaking, Inuyama Heita, Suzuki, and Terao Iku took advantage of the fact that the believers of the Church of Hope were still immersed in shock and successfully slipped out from the crowd.

Inuyama Heita was supported by Terao Yu and Suzuki and returned here. He looked a little exhausted. He suppressed his tiredness and said to the exorcists: "Thank you, everyone."

Kito Ryuko replied seriously: "No, we should thank you, Heitaro. You have done what others cannot do... So, is this matter over?"

Kito Ryuko looked at him hopefully. Inuyama Heita turned his head to look at the Hope Cult. After a while, he nodded in confirmation: "Well, it's over. The Hope Cult is finished."

"——Okay! Ahem..." Gui Teng Longguang almost couldn't help jumping up and cheering, but his face immediately became serious and he turned around and said, "Everyone! Prepare to evacuate!"

"Yes!"

It was time for the exorcists to leave. Before leaving, Inuyama Heita looked back and thought, "One, the rest of your life is yours. Come on, we're all together."

The exorcists left in a hurry and didn't pay any attention to Father Kamino, but there was no need to pay attention.

Father Kamino walked up to Chizuru Hayafune with a pale face and asked in disbelief: "Chizuru, what did you say? What did you just say?! How dare you!!!"

He had anticipated countless situations. Even in the worst one, they would still have a chance to build a kingdom of God. Whether Chizuru Hayafune committed suicide or he came in person, as long as the believers still believed in the other side, they would have a chance to win!
But now...it's all over. He would never have thought that Chizuru Hayafune would betray them.

"Answer me quickly!" Father Kamino stretched out his hand to Chizuru Hayafune, somewhat losing his mind, and shouted hysterically: "Hurry up and tell me that what just happened was all fake, it was all a conspiracy of the exorcists! Tell me so! Tell everyone so quickly!"

Chizuru Hayafune just sat on the ground and cried bitterly. She hadn't vented her emotions in a long time.

"Father, don't be like this." Saito Yuichi and other saints and some believers stood up and blocked Chizuru Hayafune. He said to Father Kamino, "We have completely failed. You should know this very well, right? It doesn't matter what happens to us, at least... let her go."

Some believers who had always supported Chizuru Hayafune also recovered from the information that "the other shore is false."

"Please don't blame the Saint, Father."

"Hey, this guy must have forced the Saint to do something bad, so she's crying like this."

"I will never forgive you! What kind of Church of Hope is this? I only believe in the Saint Lady!"

"Wherever the Saint Lady is is the other shore!"

The aura that had originally gathered the crowd had completely dissipated, and most of the believers had collapsed and started shouting. Father Kamino knew that things had come to this point and there was nothing that could be done to save the situation. He turned around with lifeless eyes and looked at the sky in the distance, which was the direction of the procession.

"Did you lose?" Father Kamino's Bible fell from his arms, and the priest let it fall on the moist soil full of fragrance. He didn't notice it at all, but just stared at the darkness in the distance that only psychics could see. Rays of sunlight began to shine through the darkness and down from the sky.

"God...is this your will?" Father Kamino murmured.

At the same time, at the float team, although they didn't know the news from the campsite yet, at the moment when Hayafune Chizuru cried and told the truth, as if by coincidence, or synchronicity, or perhaps the team had been blocked for too long, the atmosphere here began to become irritable, and a feeling of uneasiness spread from nowhere.

——At this moment, almost all believers could see the inexplicable fear in the eyes of the people around them.

"What's going on here?"

"I don't know. I just suddenly feel a little uneasy."

"Me too... By the way, let's go and pray to the Patriarch!"

"Yes, he is a saint!"

"Master Jiaozu."

"Master Patriarch..."

The prayers of the believers reached the heart of Amahara Mari, but he did not give a holy response like a real god. Instead, he roared in his heart: "Shut up! Shut up! You are a bunch of ignorant trash. You always come to me for every little thing! I am a god! I am a god! You should offer sacrifices to me, respect me, and please me, instead of asking me for help for everything!!!"

"...No! I can't show it. I can't think like that. What gods are just words to deceive those fools. I just want to squeeze the oil and water from them."

"No, I am God! As long as the ritual succeeds, I will be God!"

"But it's not time yet... Damn it, damn it, that Taoist priest, it's all that Taoist priest who's doing this! So annoying, my head is so confused!"

Mari Amahara's head was about to split apart, as contradictory thoughts kept running through her mind. The greatness of gods and the emptiness of mortals were intertwined and could not be separated. And all this was thanks to the Taoist priest in yellow opposite her!
But gradually, he discovered a pattern. "It seems... as long as his attention is completely focused on me, I will become normal and will not be disturbed by those cognitions. I must take advantage of this moment..." Amahara Mari's mind became clear and she began to think of a countermeasure.

At this time, Xingchangrang seemed to have suddenly received some news. He made a gesture to Qian Xiaoyi on the sedan chair with an excited look on his face, and Qian Xiaoyi understood.

“Is it finally over?” Qian Xiaoyi smiled, then he stepped forward, waved the copper coin sword in his hand, pointed it straight at Tianyuan Mari in front of him, and shouted: “Command!”

Inuyama Jun received the signal and immediately shouted through the loud speaker: "Just wait and see, the exorcist we invited is taking action. He will make the monster Amahara Mari show his true face! And he will get the punishment he deserves!"

After hearing this declaration, Amahara Mari felt something was wrong and quickly shouted, "Wait, everyone continue singing..."

At this moment, Qian Xiaoyi retracted the copper coin sword, turned around, as if Amahara Mari didn't exist at all in his eyes, and planned to just call it a day and leave.

Power! Endless power poured into Amahara Mari again, causing his body to swell and turn into a giant. Along with it came the long-accumulated anger, the wrath of the gods! Countless prayers and admiration impacted his brain, and now, he had no way of distinguishing reality from illusion.

"How dare you look down on me like that! What do you think I am! An exorcist?" He roared, "I am a god! I am Amahara Mari! Are you ready to accept the wrath of God? Exorcist!"

The huge god took a step towards the tiny Taoist priest in yellow, but he did not expect that this step would lead to the abyss.

"The Patriarch! The Patriarch has fallen off the float!"

"Master Patriarch, please bless me!"

"I also want to touch the Patriarch!"

"That exorcist had just finished exorcising the spirit, and the Patriarch... No way, no way!"

"Go check on the Patriarch! He is a saint, nothing will happen to him!"

"Don't push forward! Don't push!"

"Hey! Those at the back, stop pushing!"

Nanajo Masato, who had been in the crowd, widened his eyes. Around him, countless believers were madly trying to go forward and touch the omnipotent god. Even though the people in the front were squeezed and screaming, the people behind could not hear them. The density of the crowd in the center reached the highest level in the world at this moment!

And in the center of the crowd, the center of the vortex, the insignificant screams on the ground became dying and were finally drowned in the crowd.

"What are you standing there for?" Qian Xiaoyi's voice came from the headset: "It's time to leave."

Nanajo Masato woke up from the shock of the fanatical atmosphere and fled against the crowd, but the shocking scene still made him feel a little nervous. They didn't expect that the target they wanted to defeat would fall from the altar in such a ridiculous way.

——In a literal sense.

"Stop pushing! The float is going to fall over!!!"

"Wow, it really fell down!"

Not far away, a TV reporter was excitedly asking the cameraman to record this moment. Outside the camera, the reporter turned around and said, "Sister Anna, you are right. There really is first-hand big news waiting for us! Great, now I can get a promotion and a raise! Thank you!"

Anna held a lady's cigarette in her hand and looked at the crazy crowd, thinking.

"I see, is this the meaning of the "Tower"? Haha, it seems that my bet was right this time. That man destroyed all the ghosts. From now on, this world will probably become more interesting."

At the Nanajo family, in front of the TV, Nanajo Hiroshi and Nanajo Osamu also saw the same scene.

"Lost." Taoist Jingde was very calm.

"Well, you lost." Taoist Lingkong was very happy.

Nanajo crossed his arms, stared at the TV, and sighed, "I actually won. Now the Hundred Demons will fall apart, right? Hmm? Grandpa?"

He saw Shichijo Hiroshi suddenly put down the wine glass in his hand and stood up.

"President?" The private doctor at the side immediately went over and wanted to check on Shichijo Hiroshi's condition. After all, his current mental state was very delicate.

But unexpectedly, he was stopped by Nanajo.

"Follow him." said Nanajo.

They followed Nanajo Hiroshi, who was like a sleepwalker, through the long corridor and came to the bedroom. Nanajo Hiroshi walked to a calligraphy painting on the wall, took away the calligraphy and painting, revealing a safe behind it.

Next, the others watched as Shichijo Hiroshi went through the iris authentication, palm print authentication, and voice print authentication, and entered the last 9-digit password.

There was a sound of mechanical movement from inside the safe, and after more than ten seconds, it opened.

Shichijo Hiroshi took something out of the safe. When he turned around, everyone saw that what he was holding was just an unremarkable jar.

——An urn.

"Let's go..." said Nanajo Hiroshi. At this moment, he was rarely clear-headed.

"Where are you going?" asked Nanajo.

Nanajo Hiroshi said tiredly: "Go find the man on TV, the Taoist priest, and give this to him. He knows how to deal with it."

(End of this chapter)