Infinity, progressing from Arasaka

"Not good!" The SS-rank ghoul's alertness made Renji Yomo instinctively shove Touka and Kaneki into a side alley and hide them in the shadows near the sewer entrance.

Peng——

The figure fell like a cannonball, slamming hard onto the road, kicking up countless dust and gravel. The light purple robe and the white mask with the red 'P' on it were shattered, and the tail slumped limply.

"Area 11, the older of the Bottle Brothers."

In the corner, Renji Yomo's brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes serious. As the most frequent intelligence officer for the Antique Cafe, he knew a lot about the famous ghouls in various districts of Tokyo.

“Dad…” Only Kirishima Touka could hear the tears streaming down her face as she stared intently at the source of the 'father’s scent’.

A dark, armored figure.

The surface of the armor seemed to be flowing with semi-solidified kagune, with streaks of bright red light flashing, constantly rolling and surging, as if alive, eerie and captivating.

Judging from her figure, she is very tall and slender, and is a woman.

They continued to kill among the fleeing ghouls; it wasn't a battle, it was a massacre!

If discovered, you will die!

This heavy sense of oppression was something Renji Yomo had only felt when facing Tokyo CCG's top ace, the "White Reaper" Kishou Arima.

Even Vera Adelheid...it's her, isn't it? This investigator from the North American region, her fighting style is undoubtedly more brutal and ferocious.

Every movement, whether still or in motion, is like this: clean, swift, and lightning-fast streaks of light pierce through the air, injuring and maiming anything that touches them; as they soar and sway, they tear apart the bodies of ghouls.

"Touka, if you want to go back alive and find Mrs. Fueguchi and Hinami... now, be quiet and follow me, or we will all die." Renji Yomo looked at Touka Kirishima seriously.

...

"S-rank, tail-end kukri, the Bottle Brothers..."

With a cracking sound as the mask dented, the white mask with red 'X' crosshairs shattered, and the younger of the Bottle Brothers was sent flying backward.

He crashed headfirst into the wall.

"Damn it..." He coughed up blood, his facial bones caved in, his face a bloody mess, and he roared. His Rc cells boiled instantly, and his thick tail throbbing out in a half-circle.

With a loud thud as his foot slammed into the ground, it collided with Vera's fist, which was in full armor, creating a deafening roar.

In response, the tail of the heron twisted and cracked, producing radial cracks.

The force of the tail slammed back onto him, the wall shattered, and bricks flew out like shrapnel.

Vera, covered in blood, twisted off the head of her younger brother, then moved through the blood-soaked footprints of the headless corpse. Turning around, she smashed the head of her older brother, who was lying dead in the middle of the road, to pieces with a single shot.

"1 minute and 16 seconds, slightly over the time limit."

She paced slowly, murmuring as she threw away yet another long sword that had broken.

"Yukimura" CCG standard quinque longsword, Grade B. It's a consumable item.

Vera surveyed the battlefield, glancing out of the corner of her eye at the dark alley in the distance, the feeling of being spied on fading away.

She didn't care much; she'd taken care of all the named S-rank ghouls, and the remaining A-rank ghouls... were insignificant. The investigators in the 20th ward should be able to handle them, as long as those guys from Anteiku didn't try to get themselves killed.

Now, she needs to reap the rewards of this trip.

"At least S+ rank, including the dual-feathered 'Ghoul,' an S+ rank half-Hakuzan, 'Gecko' Jason, an S rank, the Bottle Brothers, and the Joker's 'Transvestite'..."

...

Meanwhile, in Kuanxiang.

The gunshots and shouts of battle gradually subsided.

The ghouls outside were either all dead or had escaped, and more and more CCG investigators arrived and surrounded the area.

呲~

While following the orders of Associate Special Officer Russell, and relentlessly firing Rc suppressant injection projectiles at the two twisted figures pinned to the ruins of the shop by black spears, the investigators, reminded by a certain asymmetrical-eyed senior investigator, finally turned their attention to their original target after a hard-fought battle.

'Mother and daughter'.

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Chapter 082 Who is the Ghoul? I'll Define It (5K)

As the rain fell, the shouts of battle gradually subsided, and the fight was drawing to a close.

"I almost forgot, I still have appetizers to eat!"

The old man with disheveled hair smiled sickly.

"Mado-class?"

"Don't worry about me, kill her, kill them first..."

Mado Kureo suddenly broke free from his colleague's support.

His body, already weakened by injury, exhaustion, and old age, suddenly lost its balance and collapsed into the dirty puddle.

After a brief and intense battle lasting only a few minutes, most of the walls on both sides of the wide alley had collapsed, looking as if they had been chewed by dogs. Not to mention the few unfortunate shops, the surrounding ground was covered with debris from building construction, ghoul body tissue, and blood.

Completely unconcerned about his slovenly appearance and the dirt on his body, Mado Kureo stood up unsteadily.

He looked at a pile of off-white bricks in the corner, muttering to himself, and reached out to touch the centipede-like, chain-bladed quinque lying submerged in sewage, but then, "Dad!"

Seeing this, Akira Mado handed the new Rc cell inhibitor spray that he had taken from Dr. Kouji to the senior investigator in District 1 beside him, while gesturing for someone to check the situation in the corner, and hurriedly ran over.

Pushing aside the so-called "Flute Mouth No. 1" quinque, she helped her father up, frowning and scolding him:

"Dad, your mission is over."

Akira Mado carefully observed and examined her elderly father's condition. The bandages wrapped around his arms and legs were bleeding again, indicating that the wounds had reopened. She immediately grabbed her father and called on the CCG paramedics to take him away quickly.

"Now, you need to rest and recover properly. The security issues of the ghouls in the 20th ward will be handled by Associate Special Officer Russell."

She said seriously.

"No, no, Akatsuki, listen to me first. There are two more ghouls over there. One female and one little one..." Mado Kureo smiled morbidly, his body language nervously pointing to the off-white kagune that was mostly buried by the collapsed wall bricks.

As if it had heard Mado Kureo's words, the curled-up off-white kagune seemed to tremble, and bricks rolled down.

The sounds of fighting had masked the noise earlier, but now that it was quiet, many investigators could hear clearly the faint sobbing of a child.

Are you a citizen?

"I don't know."

"No response to calls. Has the missing colleague been identified?"

"It's Amon Kotaro, Class 1; Nakajima Yasutoshi, and Kusaba..."

Click-clack, hissing—some raised their guns, others held up their quinques. Several investigators exchanged glances when suddenly a gentle female voice rang out from within the curled-up, off-white kagune, "They're here, out of danger..."

"Ha, still alive? Mrs. Fueguchi Ryoko, it's quite surprising that you didn't take advantage of the chaos to escape... 'Jason' and 'the transvestite' have both been killed, this operation is a complete success, Akira."

Mado Kureo laughed like an owl.

"You think we'll let you go just because you've taken Amon-kun hostage?" Just as he was about to continue his taunts, with a crash, the pile of rubble was lifted by four outstretched, moth-wing-like, extra-large, off-white kagune, revealing a mother and daughter embracing each other, and—

"First Class, Yamen! Nakajima, and the grassland..."

An investigator recognized the body lying on the ground and exclaimed in astonishment.

Those who work for the CCG are not surprised by the common occurrence of investigators being killed or eaten by ghouls; rather, they are horrified by the unbelievable idea that ghouls would protect investigators.

On the ground, Amon Ichi was unconscious, with no signs of being eaten except for abrasions and wetness. Nakajima Yasutoshi and Kusaba, on the other hand, were both conscious and did not attack the female ghoul. Instead, they had an indescribable expression. Judging from their position, it was the ghoul's kagune that protected them from being buried by the collapsing wall...

"That really surprised me."

Mado Kureo was the first to react. His two eyes, which were originally different sizes, widened and were still full of malice, as if they were even more prominent because of excitement.

"A mother would abandon her life for her child, even endure humiliation and betray her race? It's disgusting, it's ridiculous. You ghouls imitate us humans like that... Do you want to exchange Amon and my subordinates' lives for yours?"

Ryoko Fueguchi remained silent for a moment, then held the trembling Hinami tightly in her arms. In a hollow voice, she asked, "Is it okay?"

If she could, she would of course want Hinami to escape, but she couldn't. A ghoul war was raging around them, and there were vicious ghouls like Jason who had 'eaten together' everywhere. CCG investigators who had come to their aid were everywhere, and if they moved, they would be discovered and would surely die!

She was just a housewife.

Staying here might have given her a chance, but she never expected that in just a few short minutes of hiding, before she could even escape, the battle would be over...

"Hahaha...Of course not! If you've got the guts, then kill Amon..."

Just as Mado Kureo was about to extinguish the hopes of the Fueguchi mother and daughter...

An ominous creaking sound came from the dilapidated shop at the end of Kuan Alley.

At first, the volume was very low, but then it suddenly surged, "It hurts, it hurts so much~ Yakumo, it hurts so much... What are these white doves injecting into my body? It feels so swollen, so numb, so weak..."

"Damn it! He's not an S-rank!"

"I recognize him. He's a weak, high-level transvestite, 'The Clown's' SS-rank transvestite... The inhibitors can't suppress him..."

"Quickly inform Sir Russell, we can't hold on much longer!"

Akira Mado rushed over again, unleashing a barrage of new types of suppression bullets and Rc cell inhibitor sprays at the twisted figure pinned to the wall by a black spear inside the shop.

Before Mado Kureo could refocus his attention on the Fueguchi mother and daughter, boom! The wall cracked.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the rough, saw-grass-like thorns swelled and multiplied, bulging outwards and breaking through the outer wall, scattering glass, bricks, wooden beams... countless pieces of messy shop debris were all thrown out at once.

"Ouch...it hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts so much...it feels like my body is being torn apart by thorns, like centipedes crawling on my spine...yes, that's the feeling, wonderful, so wonderful...she must be my soulmate, I want to devour her, I must devour her, devour her, devour her, devour her..."

This time, the deep, gruff voice belonged to Jason. The earlier murmurs were fine, but as he spoke, they became neurotic and hysterical again, with a slurred speech and a heavy accent as if his throat was blocked by drool.

Boom.

Four dark red kagune suddenly erupted, like four steel whips, lashing down heavily in all directions. A sudden explosion rang out, and dust flew everywhere. The spear, which still shone with a purplish-red light in the smoke, suddenly emitted a piercing twisting sound, as if it was about to be broken free and pulled out.

"Ha~" The twisted figure in the smoke and dust opened its blood-red maw and exhaled a foul-smelling red mist.

Akira Mado looked around anxiously. She instinctively took a step back, but gritted her teeth and took two steps forward. She couldn't run away!

If they continue to suppress them, they can still live; but if these two ghouls who have become ghouls are allowed to escape, even more people will die.