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

The agents looked around but were unable to identify the person using the microphone.

"Backstage team, report the situation immediately...Backstage team, please reply if you received it?!"

"The backstage team seems to be out of contact, mobile team, go and confirm the situation immediately!"

"Mobile team, please reply if you receive this..."

They reacted quickly and called their companions in other areas on the communication channel, but received no response.

Beside my ears, the cultists were shouting "Xia Fan" faster and faster, and their voices were getting louder and louder. An inexplicable and terrifying atmosphere was rising in the air...

"How could it be that both the backstage team and the mobile team lost contact at the same time..."

"What should we do now? Subdue the cultists first, or go and provide support?"

The leading agents looked at each other, undecided for a moment.

Ever since Aiba Yui discovered that the audience had a record of "abnormal online shopping", the team responsible for Xia Fan's security has entered a level one alert state...

After the audience in the studio showed "abnormal voting" behavior, the agents of Section 9 decisively activated the emergency plan and divided into several groups to begin controlling various areas of the building.

But within just a few minutes, the mobile team and the backstage team had lost contact. The complexity of the situation had obviously exceeded their expectations.

"Zizi..."

"Zi..."

Above the ceiling, the fire sprinkler suddenly turned on, and black water droplets sprayed silently, and a black mist rained down throughout the building...

"Sprinklers? The fire alarm clearly didn't go off, why did it activate?"

"This water looks so dirty. Has it not been used in how many years?"

"I can't see anything, it's so dark..."

The temperature in the studio suddenly dropped by ten degrees. Without warning, everyone was enveloped by the black mist of water droplets. Not only were their clothes soaked, but even their vision was restricted to about two meters in front of them...

"There's something wrong with this water. Quickly take everyone out through the fire escape..."

Faced with this strange situation, the agents were alert and wanted to evacuate...

"Hiss... Why, I suddenly have no strength..."

However, he found that his body had been drained of strength without him knowing when. He couldn't even hold the gun in his hand, let alone take a step.

"Ugh!"

With their limbs weak and their minds frozen, the agents fell to the ground one by one in a trance...

"So sad……"

"Is there poison in this dark water?!"

Around the stage, other people shrouded in black fog began to experience headaches, dizziness, limb weakness and other symptoms one by one, and fell to the ground with their heads in their hands, twitching...

"Everyone, what happened..."

On the stage, the only person still standing was Xia Fan.

"It looks like some kind of disease has been induced."

He looked down at the trainees beside him who were unable to move and whose limbs were stiff. After confirming that their breathing was relatively steady, Xia Fan looked up at the shower head.

"If I'm not mistaken, the black color in the water droplets must be the powder of Amabie's scales..."

The black water droplets that made his body feel abnormal disappeared without a trace as if they were evaporated once they touched his body, without even wetting the corners of his clothes or the ends of his hair.

“So, the Amabians in the audience will not be affected.”

He turned his head and looked deeply at the audience...

In the eyes of [Divine Eyes], the black fog that obscured the vision had no effect at all, and the situation in the entire studio was in full view.

"The black rain... is the black rain that occurred before the birth of Amabie-sama in the legend..."

"A miracle... This is the miracle of Lord Amabie!"

"This is such an honor..."

Unlike others, those "audiences" not only did not show any discomfort, but instead looked fanatical.

"Amabie!"

"Amabie!"

"Amabie!"

They knelt on the ground devoutly, spread their hands and opened their mouths and noses in joy, allowing their white robes to be soaked and stained black. They welcomed the black mist with every inch of their bodies, chanting the same name.

This sacred, fanatical and solemn atmosphere is just like the large-scale bathing god blessing scene during the Songkran Festival.

"Only the most pious children of Lord Amabie, my dearest family, are qualified to bathe in the black rain..."

"For the other 'lambs', in the holy black rain, the sins in their bodies will turn into diseases and break out. For the degenerates who are greedy for food and drink, entertain themselves to death, and stay up late, cerebral infarction is the most common disease..."

A charming female voice came from the direction of the instructor's seat.

Following the sound, Xia Fan saw a woman in a white robe with a rosy face and a graceful figure.

She arrived at some point, sitting on the instructor's exclusive leather sofa with her legs crossed in a graceful manner...

The white robe soaked with water droplets tightly outlines her curvy figure, clearly revealing the beautiful scenery below.

"Ji Zi..."

"Welcome to the Jizi..."

"In the black rain, the forbidden child will finally descend, ushering in the appearance of Lord Amabie..."

Her appearance made the "audience" in the audience even more excited.

"You... are the taboo..."

Listening to the cultists' shouts and examining the smooth surface of the woman's thighs with clusters of black scales, Xia Fan naturally recognized the other party's identity.

"If you have any problems, just come to me. There's no need to mobilize so many people and involve innocent ordinary people."

He spoke calmly, and suddenly leaned forward and sprinted like a sprinter, rushing towards the opponent!

Cerebral infarction, also known as ischemic stroke, is the softening and necrosis of local brain tissue due to blood circulation disorders, ischemia and hypoxia, which causes symptoms such as dizziness, headache, limb weakness, coma, etc.

Not to mention, the golden emergency time for cerebral infarction is only four and a half hours, and there is a risk of death after exceeding this time...

This black power, which is similar to the power of the Scales of Amabie, is increasing, and it may cause more serious illnesses to everyone.

Therefore, Xia Fan chose the "suicide attack" without hesitation. In fact, he wanted to lure the opponent into taking action and trigger a defensive counterattack from "Tian Yu Shen".

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"You are so anxious to let a pony drive a big car, it's really unromantic. I still prefer to get to know each other, take it slow..."

However, facing his "unguarded" attack, Jizi's body collapsed quietly into a ball of liquid like a candle in the heat and disappeared on the ground...

Chapter 340 Professionals Do Professional Things

2024-07-13

"Just like Higurashi described, it liquefied... Where did it hide?"

Xia Fan vigilantly followed the liquid that was Ji Zi's incarnation, but there were too many people and debris around the stage, and he lost track of the other party in an instant.

"I originally thought that the person who reported us to the police was just a college student participating in an idol audition. I didn't expect that he could be safe and sound in the black rain. No wonder that loser Shibata failed in the assassination."

"Lord Amabie sent down an oracle, saying that you have the stench of other gods..."

The liquid that Ji Zi incarnated seemed to be moving very quickly, and the lazy and charming voice kept changing direction, echoing in the studio.

"If I'm not mistaken, you, a pagan, are being driven by the alien gods behind you. You want to use worldly power to tarnish the glory of Lord Amabie, right?"

"You are so naive, Lord Amabie. How can a god who survived the war of faith be defeated by the power of a secular ruler?"

The next second, a figure emerged from the center of the stage behind Xia Fan.

"over there……"

Xia Fan keenly noticed the figure and leaned forward like a cheetah, rushing towards the other party regardless of anything...

"when will you……"

However, halfway through the run, his steps stopped.

"I've already said it, I like to get to know each other, take it slow..."

Because, when Jizi reappeared, he held the weak and dazed Yayoi Tsukishita in his arms...

"Such delicate skin, if I scratch it a little, my whole arm will turn into liquid and go in, and then 'poof' out of it..."

"You don't want this beautiful performance partner to have her head blown off in front of you, do you?"

Her dark nails, as slender as bird claws, were slowly and steadily moving along the curve of Yayoi Yue's white and elegant neck.

Just now, when he discovered that Xia Fan was immune to the Scales of Amabie, Ji Zi heard the voice of God for the first time in a long time, telling him that Xia Fan was protected by other "strange gods".

You know, this [Scale of Amabie], as a blessing from God, is the first time that it has been ignored like air.

And after serving Amabie as an agent for many years, this was the first time he heard an oracle that had nothing to do with "faith value".

After learning about Xia Fan's identity as a "pagan", she felt that his previous actions, such as reporting to the police and acting as bait, were premeditated and full of the meaning of a "war of faith"...

Therefore, although Ji Zi appeared calm on the surface, he was extremely shocked and cautious in his heart...

"What do you want?"

Xia Fan seemed to be standing still, cautious and cautious, but his brain was rapidly thinking of ways to deal with the situation.

"I've already said that, let's get to know each other first..."

"The land where the gods appear needs to be embellished with blood in advance..."

"You, play hide-and-seek with my one hundred most loyal fanatics!"

Ji Zi licked her red lips with a bloodthirsty smile on her lips.

"What are you waiting for? It's a one-on-one-hundred battle. Capture this heretic with your own hands and offer him as a living sacrifice to Lord Amabie!"

Looking towards the audience, she said in a cold voice.

Ji Zi has always been a cautious person, otherwise he would not have chosen to secretly develop believers through such a fragmented structure as "home", and he would not always live in a place near the sea for easy escape.

In order to prevent Xia Fan from having any powerful "divine protection", she would naturally not rashly fight him...

Instead, he chose to sacrifice some fanatics who were no different from "consumables" to find out Xia Fan's background.

"We..."

"Obey God's command!"

"Capture this heretic alive..."

"Skin them and remove their tendons, and make them into living sacrifices..."

"Everything for Master Amabie!"

The fanatics who were kneeling and worshipping stood up upon hearing this, tore off their white robes, and looked at Xia Fan with ferocious smiles...

"One against one hundred? Before the start of this semester, I was a good student who had never even fought before..."

Being fixed by these hundred malicious gazes, Xia Fan couldn't help but frown.

"During the ninth lesson, I learned the most important truth..."

"Leave professional matters to professionals."

A white mask appeared in his palm and he pressed it against his face.

"Tsk, a mere hundred fools, do you think you can keep me here?"

When he raised his head, Xia Fan's eyes had become extremely cold, as if he was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered, and he looked down on the fanatics who gathered around him...

"For the sake of God!"

The man closest to him rushed over first with a roar!

"idiot."

Xia Fan dodged the attack with a "Qian Kun Flash" and then raised his foot to trip the opponent, causing him to hit the long table at the instructor's seat.