Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 47: The Rebellious Person

"Are these things around here foul air? Why are they different from what is written in the file? They are a bit gray..."

Only then did Xia Fan notice that there was a mixture of black and gray air, spreading outwards with the side hall in front of him as the center.

The surface of the surrounding Kanda Shrine buildings lit up with a layer of green fluorescence, silently absorbing this strange and violent aura, but there was no further reaction.

"In short, they were affected by this aura, so they fainted?"

A few days ago, someone from Section 9 secretly delivered the post-investigation reports on the "Ikebukuro Blood Festival" and "Toilet Paper Girl" cases.

After watching it, Xia Fan also had a preliminary understanding of supernatural concepts such as "dirty air" and "spirits".

If ordinary people inhale a large amount of "dirty air" in a short period of time, they can easily experience symptoms such as abnormal emotions, mental confusion, visions of spirits, and coma.

"Ugh!"

At the same time, the girl's low cry of pain came from the side hall.

"Oh no, Jinguji Miko!"

After confirming that Director Nakano and the others were breathing steadily, Xia Fan rushed into the side hall while dialing the emergency contact number of Lesson 9 stored in his mobile phone.

In the center of the locker room, a black warrior covered in tattered armor and holding a katana in his hand came into Xia Fan's sight.

The overwhelming black and gray aura emanated from Him.

Not far from the warrior's feet, the actress was lying naked and unconscious.

On the other side of the locker room, Aoi Jinguji had blood at the corner of her mouth, a black blade in her hand, and she could only stand up straight with her back against the wall. It seemed that she had suffered serious injuries.

"Master Xia Fan, be careful, the foul air has turned gray, this is the power of the God of Wilderness. This guy is not only the God of Wilderness, but also has excellent swordsmanship!"

Seeing Xia Fan appear at the door, Jinguji Aoi perked up and reminded him loudly.

In the absurd belief culture of "everything has a soul" in District 11, whether it is the living, the dead, the scarecrow, the stove, the house, the wild beast, even the stones, the bones, the buttocks, and the giant penis, they have all been worshipped by the ignorant people.

Because of this kind of "wild sacrificial behavior", the existence that condenses foul air and faith as the source of power is called "wild god".

Although some wild gods are as weak as evil spirits and some are as powerful as righteous gods, it must be acknowledged that they are superior beings that have "divine nature" like gods and can absorb faith.

The "Wild God" in front of him, who looked like a warrior, had strong power and extremely superb sword skills. It was obvious that he had fought on the battlefield during his lifetime and had been worshipped for at least a hundred years after his death.

Aoi Jinguji, who had practiced sword for many years, was injured by the opponent in their first fight.

"The God of Wilderness? The 'Tian Yu Shen' in my body, judging by the name, should be more powerful than this guy, right?"

Seeing the samurai slowly turning around, raising his sword, and approaching Jinguji Aoi again, Xia Fan didn't care about anything else and rushed directly into the house...

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However, his steps suddenly became uncontrollable and he froze in place.

"Tian Yu Shen...it's you..."

In the dressing room, the reflection on the broken mirror was no longer Xia Fan, but a girl with black hair, black eyes and a black kimono...

God of Heaven, God has descended here.

"I was careless! I should have thought of this when the cumulative faith value exceeded 1000 again..."

Gazing at the smiling "Tian Yu Shen" in the mirror, Xia Fan suddenly understood everything.

The last time the God Tianyu descended was probably when the cumulative faith value exceeded 1000.

This time, her faith had already exceeded 2000, but she still hadn't received the "God's descent" yet...

It's not that he can't, but he deliberately paralyzes himself, waiting for an opportunity to stop himself from looking for the vengeful spirits to consume his faith.

"Yes, it is too much for a mere divine body to wantonly consume the precious faith of the gods."

"What's more, that miko is the one I hate the most, the daughter of Amaterasu."

Xia Fan's eyes gradually turned pure black, an evil grin appeared on the corners of his mouth, and a chilling voice came out of his throat. At the same time, the sword in the hands of the wild god warrior had slashed out again...

"Ugh..."

Jinguji Aoi's short sword burst into flames, and after struggling with the sword for one more time, she fell to the ground exhausted.

"Today, you will watch her being killed by this desolate god."

"After this, you will be the enemy of Amaterasu for the rest of your life. There is no other way to go..."

Before he could finish his words, the hideous smile of “Tian Yu Shen” froze on his face.

"You are here, are you kidding me..."

Xia Fan's voice came out from his throat again.

"What? You can resist the 'God's Descent' so quickly?"

"Tian Yu Shen" let out a surprised low cry through Xia Fan's mouth.

After repeatedly experiencing divine descent and "spiritual communication", the human soul will gradually adapt to this state and gradually gain a sense of control.

However, Xia Fan, who had only experienced one divine descent and one spiritual communication, was able to snatch control of his body from himself, who was a god...

It only goes to show that this guy's soul, reincarnated from an "other world", has a tenacity far beyond that of an ordinary person.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but my body is mine to use..."

Maintaining the state of "arguing with himself", Xia Fan walked into the locker room step by step, twisted but firm, with the stiff posture of a walking corpse.

At this moment, the sword light of the wild god warrior has turned into a black shadow, which is rapidly enlarged in the unwilling eyes of Jinguji Aoi...

"Besides, if... a murder happened here..."

Then, Xia Fan's face, still handsome even though he was roaring, appeared and occupied all her sight.

“…The pay I worked so hard for filming the commercial is all gone!”

Xia Fan flew through the air and held Aoi Jinguji in his arms.

The katana of the wild god warrior struck straight at his back...

"Rebellious person!"

Amid the low curses directed at someone unknown, a white and tender little hand reached out from the shadows beneath Xia Fan...

The sword that was burning with the power of the wild god fell into the delicate palm and was crushed into pieces!

[Faith value -690...Current accumulated faith value 1640]

The oracle of reduced faith value sounded in his mind, and Xia Fan finally regained complete control of his body.

"Sir Xia Fan, hurry up, this wild god is trying to run away!"

Aoi Jinguji poked her head out of Xia Fan's arms and shook his shoulders anxiously.

Xia Fan turned around and found that only the hilt of the sword was left in the hand of the wild god warrior, and the armor on his body was cracked. His aura was far from as ferocious as before, and it seemed that he had suffered a serious injury.

"No, I can't lose. I swore an oath that I must go back to see her..."

He stepped back step by step, and his body disappeared behind the wall.

"You run really fast..."

Xia Fan stared at the empty wall and sighed helplessly.

"By the way, Jinguji Miko, are you okay?"

It was not until this moment that he noticed that he was still subconsciously holding Jinguji Aoi tightly in his arms.

(End of this chapter)