The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

"Got it, I'll get back to you as soon as possible."

"Click~"

"What on earth could this be? Even the minister has to come here in person." The inspection minister put away his phone and gritted his teeth with a grim expression.

Why not tell him directly? Can't the low-level patrolmen even know anything? They are police officers after all!

"Forget it, we'll know when we get there. There's no point in thinking too much!"

………………

Without putting the sword away, Akito Sakai held the scabbard in his left hand and the magic sword in his right hand, and walked out along the road.

He sensed that there were several groups of two people each with a breath of life rushing towards the shrine. If nothing unexpected happened, they should be the policemen.

He actually didn't care whether he would be discovered or not, because his goal was to kill everyone in the shrine, and with such a goal, it was natural to be discovered.

But if there is no power to stop him, then coming to stop him would just be seeking death.

Akito Sakai will never be stingy with his blade when it comes to those who are seeking death, and he also has no good feelings towards the so-called police.

Police, if the police were useful, why did he die before!

They are police officers who are supposed to protect citizens, but they don’t care about citizens in remote areas at all. Aren’t those citizens the ones they are protecting?

If he had died during the sacrifice to the gods, these policemen would have just dealt with the matter hastily. They might not even know about his death and wouldn't even open a case for investigation!

Is there any need for such police to exist?

The blue light in Sakai Akito's eyes became even brighter, and even tiny dots of blue crystals slowly appeared in the corners of his eyes.

But he was completely unaware at the moment. The violence in his heart seemed to have eroded his sanity, and an invisible wind suddenly blew up on the knife.

He decided that anyone who dared to block his way would be met with his endless murderous intent.

"Brush~"

The knife in his right hand swept lightly, and a wind blade suddenly flew out from the blade, sweeping across the big trees beside the avenue. With a few loud bangs, several big trees were cut in half.

"Boom!"

The big tree fell to the ground, stirring up dust and fallen leaves, and Akito Sakai, holding a knife in his right hand, walked outside step by step.

Chapter 143 Watching the fun will kill you

"Captain, what happened? Why are so many patrol officers here?"

On the way to Kaguraoka Park, a younger patrolman curiously asked the captain who organized them.

The bearded captain just shook his head. The patrol chief didn't tell them anything, but just asked them to go to the park and stop a strange man.

As for what kind of strangeness it was, he didn't say clearly, he just said they would know when they got there.

If the person who said this to a riddler like this wasn't his superior, he would have hit him with a baton. Why did he have to be a riddler when there were so many other things he could do?

"When we get there..."

"Boom!"

The loud noise of several large trees falling interrupted what the captain was about to say, and the birds flying around the park were also startled and flew away by the noise.

“This…what happened!”

In the sight, where the sound came from, a figure was walking out from the dust and fallen leaves. The figure was not clear, only the outline could be seen.

Other ordinary people who were doing their own things around them also gathered over curiously after hearing the noise. It was not shameful to join in the fun.

What's more, there are policemen here. Even if there is a murderer, they dare to come over to watch the fun. What's more, they are just watching from a distance and are not close to the scene at all. Even if there is danger, it will not be their turn. With this thought in mind, passers-by are not afraid of death and stand a few meters away to watch this place.

Those who had some free time even took out their mobile phones to take pictures of the dusty park. Although they didn't know what was happening, they just wanted to take pictures.

"Captain, do we need to evacuate the crowd?"

Looking at the crowd that gathered around them out of curiosity, the young patrolman felt a little uncomfortable. What did these people think of them? They even took out their cell phones to film them!

They don't take the police seriously at all. Aren't patrol officers also police officers?

"No, we are short of manpower. We need to disperse the manpower to disperse the crowd. If there is no danger, we will not use it for the time being. Besides, the person the inspector mentioned has appeared."

The old policeman wiped the sweat from his forehead, tightly gripped his baton in his right hand, and watched the figure gradually become clearer in the dust.

Although they were equipped with guns, they did not have many places to use them. The time they spent on kendo even exceeded their close contact with pistols.

Moreover, the inspector general also specifically stated that we should calm the other party down, which means to stop the other party in a tactful way. In this case, we must not use violence or intimidation!

Guns and the like are like Amaterasu's Eight-foot Mirror, representing justice from heaven, and cannot be used under normal circumstances.

"Sir, could you please put down the controlled knife in your hand and wait for a moment?"

When the figure became completely clear, the police surrounding Kaguraoka Park discovered the samurai sword in the other person's hand and the pair of eyes shining with blue light.

Looking at those ominous eyes, the police officers who had surrounded them couldn't help but take a half step back.

I couldn't explain why, but my body retreated naturally, as if I had met a natural enemy, it was an instinctive reaction.

"Sir, you can't go any further. Please put down your weapon."

"Please... please don't make things difficult for us!"

The old policeman's throat rolled. Although he was also nervous, he was the captain and had to take the corresponding responsibility.

If it were an ordinary person, no matter how unruly he was, he would still calm down when faced with such a situation. But who is Akito Sakai? He is not a human being.

Looking at the dense crowd in front of him, the police blocking him in front, and the onlookers filming behind him, Akito Sakai tilted his head slightly.

The shock of the broken tree just now was actually useless. It turned out that I had to use blood to clear the way and let them know how terrifying I am.

"Shu~"

The magic sword in his right hand gently slashed across his side, and an invisible wind blade flew out. With a swish, the big tree beside him broke.

"Boom!"

The tree trunk fell down and dead leaves flew everywhere. Sakai Akito stood among the flying yellow leaves, pointing the knife in his hand at the crowd.

This scene caused the crowd to stir in disbelief.

"Holy crap! That's awesome!"

"Is this a special effects drama? Cutting down a tree with one sword is too fierce!"

"Quickly take pictures, quickly take pictures, this is a rare first-hand scene!"

Even though they didn't understand what was happening, the surreal scene still ignited the crowd, and various photos and videos were quickly uploaded to social media.

Most people thought that this was a filming scene, or some eye-catching technique. After all, cutting a tree with a single knife is too magical, and only movies and TV dramas would dare to act that way.

Some passers-by in the back row who could only vaguely see the scene twisted their bodies and squeezed forward, ignoring the curses from people around them, trying hard to see clearly what was happening.

Only a few people noticed that something was wrong and wanted to leave.

Takeda Nobuyuki was one of those few people, but he was in the front row at the moment and had no way to leave.

After seeing the clear figure of Akito Sakai, he realized that something was wrong. The attitude of the police and the imposing aura of the man coming towards him.

Although it sounds a bit mysterious, he can indeed sense the intangible thing called momentum. The superiors have the aura of the superiors, and the inferiors naturally have the aura of the inferiors.

But...the man holding the samurai sword gave Takeda Nobuyuki the feeling of a bloodthirsty beast, an existence more terrifying than a tiger or a lion.

When the man cut down the tree with one sword, Takeda Xinxin's heart suddenly sounded alarm bells. This feeling was a combination of the man's oncoming momentum and the warning from his own intuition.

Before he could make any move, the man with the knife suddenly pointed the knife at the crowd.

Dangerous! !

will die! ! !

"Get out of the way, let me out!"

Not only Takeda Nobuyuki, a small number of people also noticed something was wrong and were speeding away from here, but standing in the innermost row was only Takeda Nobuyuki.

At this moment, Takeda Nobuyuki regretted extremely why he had come to join in the fun and squeezed into the front row!

"Step aside!!!"

"Why are you squeezing so hard? Are you looking for death?"

"Standing in the queue but pushing to get out, is there something wrong with your brain?"

But the crowd would not let Takeda Nobuyuki get his wish. Takeda Nobuyuki who was trying to squeeze out was completely unable to break through the dense crowd and was even pushed back by a hand that came out from nowhere.

The turbulent crowd seemed completely unaware of what would happen next. Instead, Takeda Nobuyuki was aware of the danger and wanted to escape but had no way to do so.

After a lot of pushing and shoving, he returned to the first row, tripped, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"It's over..."

Seeing that he was completely unable to leave the crowded inner row, Takeda Nobuyuki desperately propped himself up with his hands and raised his head. What caught his eye was an invisible wind blade that rolled up dead leaves.

"Pfft~"

The sound of blood gushing out was heard, and a knife mark one meter deep and about seven or eight meters long appeared on the ground.

Along with the knife marks, there were also people who were split into two halves, as well as passers-by whose bodies were split in two by the knife marks.

The blood dyed the ground red, and sticky internal organs fell to the ground.

At this moment, the crowd finally realized that watching the fun might cause trouble.

Chapter 144: Kaguraoka Park Massacre

"How long will it take to get to Kaguraoka Park?"

Fujiwara Jujo looked at his watch, calculated the time, and asked the driver.

"About five minutes."

"Tsk, five more minutes? I hope it's in time."

Rolling up his sleeves, Fujiwara Jujo took out his cell phone. He was considering whether to inform Kamiki Ichiro about this matter.

He hasn't arrived at the scene yet and doesn't know what happened there. What if it's not supernatural and just a misunderstanding?

He had to see for himself that the supernatural really happened before he would tell Lesson 6.

"I hope it's really a mistake. Don't let my prediction come true. If it's really supernatural, it will be troublesome."

"Ling ring ring~"

The phone suddenly rang. Fujiwara Jujo picked up the phone and saw that it was the inspection chief calling.

"what happened?"

"Bu…Bullmaster, there was a massacre in Kaguraoka Park, people died!"

"How many people died?"

"The death toll has reached triple digits!"

"What?!!"

………………

A few minutes ago, at Kaguraoka Park.

“Ahhh…Run away!”

"It's dead!!!"

"Ah! You stepped on me, stop it!"

"Help……"

Screams echoed here, panic sounds were endless, there was turmoil, and trampling. Kaguraoka Park was like a miniature version of the end of the world at this moment.

When the man was split in half, warm blood splashed on his face, the smell of blood went straight into his nose, and there were deep knife marks on the ground.

The crowd was quiet at first, and then, like a dry barrel of explosives, it suddenly exploded when it encountered a small flame that suddenly floated over!

The crowd erupted completely. At this moment, they finally understood that this was not a filming, nor was this a magic trick. If they stayed here, they would really die!

As people were fleeing in all directions, stampedes were also occurring. It was an absolute disaster.

If only a few people died in the stampede, we would be considered lucky, but obviously, that is impossible.