Chainsaw Man, the Fire Demon of the Contract Holy Lord

Su Tang frowned, a little confused.

Doesn’t it depend on when the talisman will be born?How do I go about finding it as quickly as possible?

Or is it that the Holy Lord actually meant something else through this sentence?

I don't understand.

Su Tang tapped his head and shook his head.

Maybe it was because he just woke up today, so he always felt that his head hurt from time to time, and his thinking seemed to be a bit slower.

"Boss Su Tang, if nothing happens, we will go deliver the goods first."

Ah Fen said.

"delivery?"

Su Tang turned his eyes to the van that was being driven in, and saw Hayakawa Qiuzheng personally leading people to move boxes of stuff down there.

The box is a cardboard box, packed tightly and airtight.

"What's in that?" Su Tang asked curiously.

In view of the words that appeared in the previous conversation between Ah Fen and Hayakawa Qiuna, what is the 'first batch', and what is the 'high-quality product', combined with the identity difference between the two, it is difficult not to get Su Tang interested. .

"Hehe, it's a good thing."

Zhou put his hand into his black jacket and said mysteriously: "I have brought a sample here. Boss Su Tang, you can take it back and take a look."

As he spoke, Zhou took out a flat cube black box.

Su Tang tilted his head and asked doubtfully: "Light... plate?"

That's right, isn't this packaging and size just a box for a CD?

I saw a sticker on the front of the box, depicting a ball of flames spreading wantonly, with a long red sword stuck in the middle.

Honestly, handsome.

"Yes, it's a CD. Of course, there are also some paintings and albums."

Ah Fen pointed to the boxes of goods in the car and said: "It's about the zombie crisis a week ago. The scenes inside are all your glorious moments, Boss Su Tang, such as killing the white snake in the air and the burning plague. Devil, absolutely eye-catching."

"Uh……"

Su Tang looked a little weird. He knew that since the Mafia Gang cooperated with the police, the efficiency of doing things would definitely be greatly improved.But...it's only been six days since the catastrophe, and the CD and the album have already been released?

You won't be squeezing some captive demons like the "Painting Demon" and "Editing Demon" again.

"I heard from Boss Vallon that in order to restore prosperity to Tokyo as soon as possible, in addition to working with guinea pigs to boost fertility, the cabinet also wants to create a business card for Tokyo as 'the city where heroes live' to attract people from other regions and other countries. People come and immigrate.”

Rasu thought about what Valon said.

"Okay, it would be nice to be more popular."

Su Tang nodded and asked, "By the way, do you have any other samples?"

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'Squeak' sounded.

The door of the house was gently pushed open by Su Tang.

He glanced inside the room. The door to Denjiko's room was closed and he was probably still sleeping.

The child was indeed too tired in the past few days, so when Su Tang and Pava went out together in the morning, she did not follow them, but fell asleep with Su Tang coaxing them to sleep.

It's already afternoon and I haven't woken up yet.

Su Tang tiptoed through the living room and gently opened the door to his room.

Putting the few samples he was carrying on the table, he fell down on the bed.

After meeting with Hayakawa Qiu, he asked for a few samples and visited Himeno, then went to the logistics department to meet Xiaohong, went to the patrol office to see the Spider Demon, and gave them a few samples.

The first reason for doing this was to report that he was safe and to reassure his comrades who had been in a zombie crisis together; the second reason was because Su Tang also wanted to meet them and take a look at the changes in Tokyo along the way.

It has to be said that the Post-Disaster Reconstruction Committee is really efficient. He has seen that residents have begun to move into the city one after another. Despite the previous incident of destroying the city, the picture of Su Tang's black robe surrounded by flames is hanging. The tallest building in Tokyo signals the rebirth of this heroic city.

However, although the name of the man in black robe has begun to spread around the world, the prototype of this heroic figure is a bit boring at this time.

Su Tang lay quietly on the bed, the afternoon sunlight shining on his face through the glass.

He stared at the ceiling in a daze.

It's not his turn to do the public security affairs, and he doesn't need to worry about the gang's affairs.The hospital under his name was also in a deserted state at this time, with no patients at all and no need to open the door.

Whether it was his previous life or the present after time travel, he was used to fulfilling daily struggles. Now that he was suddenly free, he still felt a little at a loss.

With a slight sigh, Su Tang sat up.

He took out a painting album from among the samples and flipped through a page.

He planned to first see where these 'high-quality goods' were, and by the way, appreciate himself in the third person at that time.

This page shows a sword, close-up handed to a hand.

There is also a text description next to it.

"The kind, kind-hearted man in black robes with a sense of justice couldn't bear to see the snake demon continue to harm the residents, so he pulled out his sword, the one that only existed in historical legends - the Emperor's Sword Chixiao! "

"The 50-meter flame sword energy hangs in the sky. Even if the snake demon runs 49 meters first, there will be no problem. But the emperor's sword never hesitates. The man in black robe used magic to control the red sky and slash it down..."

Su Tang finished reading this paragraph with a smile.

It has to be said that as a person involved, even he himself did not know some of the psychological descriptions in the book.But it is very interesting to read, especially when paired with the painting next to it, it makes people's blood boil. Maybe this is the magic of artistic processing.

And at the end, he also wrote about using magic, haha, it really adds a sense of mystery...

……Well.

Su Tang suddenly paused.

For some reason, his eyes slowly focused on the word 'magic'.

It's as if this word has some great appeal.

An idea suddenly popped into his mind.

"Anyway, idle time is idle, and boredom is boring. Why don't you... study magic?"

As soon as this idea appeared, it seemed to have taken root and sprouted and lingered in Su Tang's mind.

He thought of the Holy Lord telling him to rest in peace and try to fight as little as possible during this period.

Then... wouldn't it be good to do research?

And even better...

Su Tang turned his head and looked at the full-length mirror in the room.

He remembered that he had mastered a magic spell.

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"So, that should be it."

According to his memory, Su Tang used a pen to re-write down the piece of magic that he decided to 'shelve on the shelf'.

At first, he was worried that he would forget something, but after he started writing, he felt that his thoughts had never been so free as now.

It was as if he had been immersed in black energy magic for decades, and he had a strange sense of familiarity and intimacy with this mantra.

"This……"

Su Tang remembered that he once completed the entire magic without any teacher in one night.

He scratched his head and wondered: "Am I a magic genius?"

After thinking this way, he was amused by himself again.

He began to meditate on this mantra.

There is no front-end knowledge, no systematic learning, and he doesn't even know magic words.So his research was limited to just looking at this mantra.

Look at the direction of each line, the composition of each character, and the shape of each stroke.

Then based on the effects of magic, he guessed the individual meanings of these spells.He doesn't seek precision, just a rough range.

From sunset to moonrise, and from moonset to sunrise.

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

Waste paper on the floor once again covered the bottom of the table, and the paper basket had been replaced three times by Denjiko.

During this day, Su Tang seemed to be possessed by a demon. Apart from necessary meals and physical matters, he had almost no rest, and his whole body and mind were immersed in this spell.

He can feel tired, but he can feel happy even more.

Finally, after he had used up the last notebook on hand, he stopped.

"call."

With a long sigh of relief, Su Tang leaned on the back of the chair, covered his face with his hands and rubbed it, then revealed his eyes with slightly dark circles.

There was some excitement and some apprehension on his face.

Because he seemed to have discovered something.A very dangerous thing.

——If in this mantra, according to a specific stroke order and special texture, and a directional text is added at a precise interval, it seems that it can...

Directly communicate with a specific demon in hell through mirror image!

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Chapter 7: The breath of a defeated dog

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door.

Su Tang put down the pen in his hand, leaned on the back of the chair and stretched.

The paper on the table was messed up by his drawings, and the scrap manuscripts next to it were arranged in disorder from left to right. If someone looked at them one by one, they would find that the first few pages could barely be read as words, but the further back they were, the more likely they were to be written. The more abstract it is, it's like some ghostly drawing, and you can't tell what is written at all.

The last few pictures are even just a few scribbles and circles.

Su Tang rubbed his temples and picked up the reagent tube on the side.

He raised his head and drank the last bit of it.

It has to be said that the potion prepared by the Holy Master is very effective.He just felt a little tired and drank some, but then he found that he couldn't stop drinking it, just like taking Hyundai and drinking Red Bull.

Overcome fatigue and be yourself.

Even the somewhat hazy feeling in my mind was gone and it became much clearer.

Only then could he free up his mind and re-examine the research results he had worked on all day and night.

The conclusion of the review was that he felt that he was a bit obsessed.

So he went to bed decisively and had a good sleep until he woke up naturally.

I had a delicious meal with Denjiko and Pava, watched a DVD movie, and took a nice hot bath to keep my spirits in a better state.

So the time came to the third day after he woke up, which was July 7th.

He began to rethink the bold guess that came to his mind last night, and tried to add and modify this spell with pen.

It's a pity that he is just a layman after all, and the Holy Master has forgotten all about magic. He has ideas but no basis for implementation. In the end, he wasted two hours and came up with something that even he couldn't understand. .

"Well, let's do this first."

Su Tang clapped his hands, picked up a book from the side and pressed the paper underneath to prevent it from being blown away by the wind. Then he stood up and twisted his neck.

"Electronic Second Son, who is here this time?"

He opened the door and asked.

After hearing the news that he had woken up, people came to see him one after another in the past two days, including officials from the cabinet and former colleagues from the police.

But there was no news from Lesse.