Chainsaw Man, the Fire Demon of the Contract Holy Lord

Wuyang Wuyang's voice broke the silence in an instant, followed by the sound of a series of messy footsteps.

They were the police officers who were trapped outside the dark realm just now.

Daolong hunched over and propped himself on the ground with his staff.

He looked at this scene, his pupils narrowed slightly.

Of course, it's not because of these guys who he thinks are just a bunch of people.

It's because of their status.

The eyes were filled with the excitement of charging, and...the strings of flesh and blood chains tied to their bodies like fetal frenulum.

All of them are linked to only one person.

——On the woman with orange-red hair.

"Hmph, pretending to be a ghost."

Daolong snorted coldly and struck the staff again with his old body.

In fact, for now, his ambush plan has failed.The other party's ability was weird beyond his imagination.

But he was not in a hurry to retreat.Because he has a way out.

So it’s better to take this opportunity to find out more information about the battle.

Swish - Swish - Swish -

Purple-black rays of light were instantly emitted from the head of the staff.

He almost instantly falls in love with people.

However, there are also a few who can break through to him.

"Tamagi!"

A man wearing gold-rimmed glasses shouted to the side.

Daolong looked over and saw a black-haired man holding a dagger.

At this time, the opponent's figure flashed in the air, and then came to Daolong's side.

"Physical skills are good, but unfortunately... too slow."

It's really too slow.

Because a beam of light was already aimed at him on the spot.

Tamaki could only turn around in a hurry, and the dagger that originally stabbed Daolyu's heart just scratched his skin.

"Haha, you're fooled!"

Tamaki was not disappointed that the attack was ineffective, but instead laughed.

Daolong turned around and saw that the man with gold-rimmed glasses had jumped away from him, stretched out his hand and said: "Stone Demon! Petrify!"

petrochemical?

Lowering his head, Daolong saw an extra magic circle type thing under his feet.

At this time, his feet had turned into stones, and they were rapidly spreading upwards.

"interesting……"

He had seen, learned, and used many petrification magics, but he had never seen this kind.

"But it's just a little interesting."

As he said this, Daolong's figure suddenly took a step back.

It’s not walking, it’s not retreating, it’s not retreating.But pan!

The lower part of his legs turned into black air!The upper body floated back more than ten centimeters.

The petrified state disappeared, and the black energy condensed under Daolong's waist again, turning into two legs again.

"This……"

Tamaki held the dagger in his hand and was slightly stunned.

He had just taken advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness and planned to attack Kusakabe from front to back, but just as he wiped the opponent's body with the blade, he saw this extremely weird scene on the opponent's side.

"you……"

Daolong was about to say something with a hoarse voice, but was suddenly interrupted by two voices.

"Miss Marchma!"

A man and a woman ran over, one with vertical scars on his face and the other with transverse scars on his face.

It was none other than Michiko Tendo and Yutaro Kurose.

The next moment, a bloody chain suddenly appeared on their bodies and connected to Machima's abdomen.

Seeing this, Daolong narrowed his eyes.

The staff in his hand hit the ground, and he laughed gloomily in an ugly voice: "Haha, you all escaped by chance tonight, but next time, I'm afraid you won't be so lucky! See you later!"

As he spoke, a black cyclone began to spin from under him.

I saw that his body was rapidly changing into black energy!And it is gradually disappearing!

Yes, this is the black gas body of Daolon!It’s also his magical ability to escape and save his life!

"Is it because of this that I feel confident..."

Machima watched quietly and whispered: "Next time?"

Om-! !

A dagger trembled its tail and pierced into Daolon's body.

Tamaki panted heavily, looking at his results, and then saw Daolyu's mocking face.

"It's useless, this kind of physical injury is simply... huh?!"

His old face suddenly paused.

A shapeless, unknown figure suddenly appeared behind him.

Weird, terrifying, suffocating.

He seemed to be Jesus who was crucified, with his hands spread out and fixed into a cross.

Rolling black gas began to continuously emerge from his body.

Then, there is blood.

With a muffled groan, Daolon's head hung down.

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"Da da da."

The sound of leather shoes on the asphalt road echoed clearly in the evening breeze.

Makima walked over slowly and shook her head.

The orange-red ponytail spread out and draped behind her shoulders like a waterfall, delicate and smooth.

"Miss Makima, Yuzhi him..."

Kusakabe bowed to Makima, and then looked at the lifeless black-haired man on the ground.

"Yes. Tamaki-kun has sacrificed all his life in order to fight against the enemy and summon the cursed demon."

After Machima glanced at the black-haired man's body, she stopped paying attention.

She turned her head and continued to look at the white-haired old man with strange eyes.

The other party's various magical and inexplicable abilities really left a deep impression on her.Moreover, the other party seemed to know many things that she did not know.

"Then, please tell me first, the story about...the spell."

She smiled, her eyes emitting a faint golden light.

one second.

two seconds.

The lowered old head suddenly paused.

"Yes, Lord Makima."

"The story... starts with a demon called the Holy Lord..."

An unpleasant hoarse voice sounded faintly.

Machima and the people around her listened quietly, but no one noticed——

In the lowered head, in the strange-colored pupils...

A sheep-shaped pattern flashed past.

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At the same time, at the moment Daolong lowered his head.

A note made of condensed black gas appeared in front of a middle-aged man who was drinking alone somewhere.

[The fish has taken the bait, continue with the next step]

"what……"

Anbian Gudong drank another sip of strong wine and casually wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

Then he took out a short wooden stick from his arms.

"Well...according to what the old guy said, you have to do this first, and then do that...right?"

Looking at the black air that suddenly disappeared in front of the stick after a set of movements, An Bian shook his head.

Keep drinking.

……

Soviet Union, guinea pig.

"Huh? What is this?"

The demon named [Happiness] stared blankly at a purple-black envelope that suddenly appeared on his desk.

……

Berlin, Germany.

"Plan to kill Machima?"

A general looked at the purple-black letter that suddenly appeared in his hand and frowned.

Then he said to the secretary beside him: "Inform Santa Claus and tell him that he has a new commission."

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HK.

Inside the hotel.

King bed room.

clap clap.

There was a knock on the door, and after a pause, a voice from outside said: "Your Excellency Guangxi, the Marshal has a mission, and he said you can make whatever conditions you want."

……

America, the White House.

"Makima...someone finally couldn't help but take action."

The president put down the letter in his hand, stood up and looked out the window.

Seems to be thinking about something.

"Well, let's put the news down, and someone will naturally help us wade through the muddy waters first."

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