Zongman chat group: Second dimension magic repair plunder entry

"What's wrong with Shiyu-chan?"

Xue Lingfeng looked at her with a mischievous smile.

He deliberately feigned a puzzled look.

But her fingers moved a little further down to her calf.

"Damn it, stop playing dumb and let go of my foot."

Kasumigaoka Utaha glared at him, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and anger, making her face resemble a ripe red apple.

She reached out and grabbed his large hand, trying to pull it away.

"If Shiyu-chan doesn't want to, then fine."

Xue Lingfeng feigned some regret, drawing out her words before slowly releasing her hand.

Before Kasumigaoka Utaha could even catch her breath, she felt a cool breeze hit her, making her shiver.

"Wait...wait a minute!!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha fidgeted uncomfortably.

At that moment, she felt as if her body was under a spotlight, every detail exposed, with nothing left to hide.

The skin feels as if it's been soaked in water, with every pore permeating it.

Without a doubt, this was the Great Demon Lord's revenge.

Since he used his divine sense to tease her again.

With her divine sense covering her body, this villain knew everything about her.

"Haven't I already let go?"

Xue Lingfeng smiled broadly.

Kasumigaoka Utaha struggled on and on.

"Wait...no..."

"Don't."

"Damn it... take your consciousness away."

She leaned weakly against Xue Lingfeng.

She has absolutely no way to deal with this Demon Lord right now.

When Tokisaki Kurumi and Honjou Nia saw her appearance and heard her say the word "divine consciousness," they immediately understood what was going on.

In other words, the Igawa Asagi sisters and Itsuka Kotori were somewhat confused and didn't know what was going on with Kasumigaoka Utaha.

"Hehe, Shiyu-chan looks really cute right now."

Tokisaki Kurumi smiled mischievously and gently lifted her fingers to support Xue Lingfeng's chin.

Her cheek was pressed against his, and she looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Damn it...you like it, don't you?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha gritted her teeth and, without hesitation, extended her divine sense as well.

"uh-huh.."

Kurumi Tokisaki hugged Yukiyoka even tighter.

Kasumigaoka Utaha paused for a moment.

Why didn't she feel any feedback at all?

Could it be that her divine sense has failed?

"Kurumi is mine, Utaha, so don't even think about covering her with your divine sense."

Upon hearing this, Kasumigaoka Utaha immediately understood who had done the trick.

Before this great demon lord, his own divine consciousness was easily isolated.

"hateful!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha was immediately deflated.

"Yeah, let's go. We can also take care of that guy we don't like."

Xue Lingfeng directly carried Kasumigaoka Utaha's soft body, with Tokisaki Kurumi hanging behind her as they left the spot.

Jinghe Asagi and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

what on earth is it?

Of those present, only Nia Honjou stood with her legs slightly together and her face flushed.

Chapter 415 Utaha-chan, Your

Under the cover of night in Tokyo, sin and darkness spread like thick ink, and the stench of demons and monsters permeates the crisscrossing streets and alleys, piercing the heart with its pungent aroma.

The neon lights pierced through the thick rain, casting a mottled glow on the street. In the distorted light and shadow, eerie black shadows could be seen moving about.

The headquarters of the Demon Knights stands deep within this dark city, its brightly lit building resembling a lighthouse piercing the darkness.

However, the atmosphere among the people inside was as oppressive as the calm before a storm, making it hard to breathe.

Inside the luxurious room, a dazzling crystal chandelier cast a soft yet slightly cold light, bathing everything in a hazy glow.

Ingrid stood quietly among them, her fiery red hair cascading down her back like burning flames, tied into a high ponytail with an exquisite gilded chain, swaying slightly with every subtle movement.

Those golden eyes were like two burning flames, sharp and dazzling.

The wheat-colored skin has a healthy glow and is firm and elastic.

A black professional office outfit accentuated her perfect curves; the tailored blazer pushed the hem of her shirt high.

Each button was taut, as if it would burst open at any moment.

The cinched waist design perfectly accentuates a slender waist that can be grasped in one hand, forming an alluring curve with the rounded shape.

The black bodycon skirt hugged her long, shapely legs, and paired with black stockings and high heels, exuding a deadly mature charm and powerful aura with every gesture.

At this moment, she is discussing the recent unusual movements of the dark forces with her superior, the vampire Edwin Black.

Edwin Black leaned back lazily in his chair, his face as pale as paper, devoid of any color.

His deep eyes gleamed with an eerie light, like an unfathomable, icy pool that made one afraid to look directly at him.

As the ruler of the demon realm, he needs to balance the power between the demon race and the human world.

He constantly planned and laid out his grand ultimate goal to prevent anyone from disrupting his plans.

Recently, the underground dark forces in Tokyo have become increasingly chaotic, with all sorts of strange things happening one after another. It is precisely because of this that the Demon Knights were born to take on the important task of protecting the light and fighting against the darkness.

The people of the demon realm, on the contrary, maintain order and balance.

It does look rather ridiculous, though.

Ingrid frowned slightly, a hint of worry in her eyes, and said firmly:

"Nomado's activities have become more and more frequent recently, and the frequency of their magic rune imprints appearing in various regions has surged."

"The disappearance case at Shinjuku subway station three days ago, with the victim's body found to contain excessive levels of Shadow Toxin, all of this suggests that they seem to be planning something else important. Boss, we must take action as soon as possible."

Edwin Black gently touched the crystal goblet in his hand, the bright red liquid inside swaying slightly with his movement, like fresh blood flowing.

After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice:

“Ingrid, you lead a team to investigate thoroughly, and I will assign you some more people.”

As he finished speaking, the heavy bronze door slowly opened, and a damp, putrid smell mixed with the stench of rust rushed out.

Several figures followed and entered, the most sleazy being a short-haired man in a trench coat wearing glasses.

With each step he took, the hem of his trench coat would be carefully pulled back, and under the collar that was exposed as he walked, you could see the lines of skin on his neck that looked like they were stitched together, which looked particularly eerie.

Ingrid looked at the man, her brows furrowing slightly.

Kiryu Sama was originally a member of Nomado, but later defected and joined the Demon Knights.

But ever since this guy entered the Demon Knights, she's always felt there's something inexplicably off about him. Every move he makes and every word he says makes her instinctively wary.

"Kiryu, you will assist Ingrid. Your experience and understanding of Nomado will be of great help in this mission."

Edwin Black's gaze lingered on Kiryu Soma for a moment before he spoke slowly.

Kiryu Soma stepped forward, his eyes deep and sharp, his gaze sweeping over the Knights Order inscription faintly visible on Ingrid's chest behind his glasses.

“Yes, sir,” he said, bowing slightly, his voice low and hoarse.

Ingrid glanced at Kiryu Soma. Although she still had some doubts, she chose to trust him for the time being.

Then he watched as his boss received the order.

......

"That demon knight is your target, isn't he, Demon Lord!"

Three figures were huddled together in the narrow space, with Kasumigaoka Utaha leaning on Yukuryou's shoulder.

"That's for sure."

Kurumi Tokisaki was hanging on Yukari Fuu's back.

"My dear is so excited."

"Have it."

Xue Lingfeng spoke casually.

"Then...then why don't you capture that knight?" Kasumigaoka Utaha pursed her lips and grasped his hand.

"Of course I want to see a good show."

Then a table appeared in front of them, filled with a dazzling array of delicious food, emitting a wonderful aroma.

"Eat while you look around."

"Honey, you're actually that interested?"

"Of course, so are you."

Chapter 416 Ingrid's Battle

After the two left the headquarters, Kiryu Sama's expression suddenly changed, and a hint of hesitation and determination flashed in his eyes.

Ingrid keenly noticed this change, and a hint of doubt welled up in her heart. "Kiryu, what's wrong?"

Kiryu Sama took a deep breath and slowly said:

“Ingrid, I have a plan that might allow us to grasp Nomado’s movements more quickly.”

“I know a place, an underground laboratory in the abandoned industrial area in the south of the city. It used to be Nomado's base for creating mutated monsters. It may hold important clues about Nomado. Let's go there first, maybe we can find some key clues.”

Ingrid frowned, scrutinizing him with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Time was of the essence, leaving her little room for further thought.

Although doubts still lingered in her heart, she chose to believe Kiryu Sama for now. "Okay, let's go to the place you mentioned. I hope what you said is true."

So, Kiryu Soma took Ingrid to an abandoned factory.

The factory was located on the edge of the city, surrounded by overgrown weeds, and its dilapidated walls and rusty gates looked particularly eerie in the night.

The howling wind whistled through the factory's broken windows, sounding like the weeping of countless wronged souls.

Ingrid cautiously surveyed her surroundings, her slender hand gripping the hilt of her sword tightly. Suddenly, her unease intensified, and an ominous premonition welled up within her:

"Kiryu, is there really a clue here? Something feels off."

Kiryu Sama did not answer. He walked into the factory, suddenly stopped, turned around, and his eyes became cold and unfamiliar, his expression as if he were wearing a cold mask.

“Ingrid, I lied to you.” Kiryu Soma’s voice, laced with icy resolve, echoed harshly between the rusty steel frames.

He raised his hand and tore off the skin on his forehead, revealing a dark red demonic mark on his forehead, a mark that only high-ranking members of Nomado possessed.

It shimmered with an eerie light in the dim light.

Ingrid's fingers tightened suddenly on the hilt of her sword, her expression cold: "What do you mean? You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."