My life in Tokyo

Isaac's flesh and blood is completely indigestible!

It waved its vines and went crazy, and the black vines on the entire floor trembled as well, as if it was in some inexplicable and strange epilepsy.

Even the demihuman Sato, who was fighting fiercely with Lin Yuansheng, found that the armor he controlled had undergone strange changes.

"It looks like they succeeded!"

Lin Yuansheng stared at the uneasy demihuman Sato with a mocking smile.

then,

He punched it hard.

The demihuman Sato defended himself instinctively, but the vines on his body kept shaking and spreading apart as if twitching, and he was unable to maintain his previous strength and defense, and Lin Yuansheng's punch directly penetrated his defense.

Amid the flying wood chips, Lin Yuan changed his fist into a palm, pulled out the man hiding inside the armor, and pressed him against the wall with his backhand.

"look into my eyes!"

He shouted loudly.

Chapter 124: Two-faced Sukuna

"Hoo! Hoo!"

The demi-human Sato hid in a dark room, his back against the cold wall, breathing rapidly and with a gloomy face.

Rustling sounds, like the sound of reptiles swimming, came from outside the wall.

He quickly closed his mouth and suppressed all sounds until the sound faded away.

The demihuman Sato clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his palms, spilling out tiny drops of blood.

He didn't understand.

Why did the plant ghost not obey his orders and even become a tool of the enemy?

If it weren't for his quick wit and his ability to save his life at the last critical moment,

Now I am afraid that -

"It seems like you need help, Mr. Ajin~"

A mocking voice rang out in the dark and silent room.

Blue butterflies circled and fluttered, casting dots of fluorescent light from their wings, giving the room a little light.

The demihuman Sato looked on with a gloomy expression.

The white-haired boy was leaning against the wall, with blue butterflies resting on his shoulders and fingers, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"The demon you provided stabbed me in the back at the critical moment." Demi-human Sato said, "Is this the attitude a partner should have?"

Sanzuhe and Hiro raised their fingers.

"Let me correct you. I have nothing to do with the betrayal of the plant ghost. I provided it to you, so I naturally wouldn't do anything tricky. Even I am surprised by its changes."

Although his words expressed surprise and innocence, the smile in his tone could not be erased.

It was as if the failure of the demi-human Sato was a matter of course in his eyes.

It's natural,

Although Lin Yuansheng was unwilling to cooperate with him, he had to retrieve the Killing Stone, but he was the host of the Killing Stone chosen by him after all.

The better he is, the more it proves that my vision is correct.

In fact, Sanzuhe Hehong is not obsessed with retrieving the Killing Stone. He just wants Lin Yuansheng to break away from that hypocritical world, follow the most primitive desires, and become the real host of the Killing Stone.

just,

This Asian gentleman is really not powerful enough.

Not only did he fail to bring out Lin Yuansheng's dark side, he even forced himself into a desperate situation.

“…”

Feeling the mockery in the white-haired boy's eyes, the demihuman Sato leaned against the wall and closed his eyes slightly.

He did not give up on himself.

Whether in the past or now, the demi-human Sato has experienced countless life-and-death crises, and he survived every time. Those life-and-death crises eventually became the nourishment for his growth.

This time, there will be no exception.

But when the demi-human Sato wanted to use the mechanism of death and resurrection to get rid of such an embarrassing predicament and escape temporarily, a cruel and indestructible long sword always appeared in his mind.

This long sword seemed to be engraved in his soul and memory.

No matter how he dies and resets himself, the long sword will not disappear. It does not cause harm to his body, but is a shackle imprinted in his memory and spirit.

The demi-human Sato could feel the cruelty and madness of this flaming sword.

Its flames seemed to be substantial and were burning him. Even at this moment, he could feel the pain of being engulfed in flames.

As long as he doesn't remove this flaming sword, he will never be able to get rid of this pain.

'I won't give you another chance to come back to life!'

Lin Yuansheng's cold but murderous words resurfaced in his mind.

Is this his killer move?

The demihuman Sato actually felt it was difficult but also exciting. This was the first time he encountered an enemy whose resurrection mechanism was restrained.

His blood was boiling with fighting spirit.

"Is this enough?"

The demihuman Sato opened his eyes and looked coldly at Sanzugawa Kazuhiro.

"Even if it was used as a whetstone, it couldn't sharpen Lin Yuansheng's knife to the shine you wanted, right?"

Sanzuhe and Hong smiled but said nothing.

Ajin Sato: "So, if you have any tricks up your sleeve, use them!"

"As expected of you, Mr. Ajin." Sanzuhe Kazuhiro said with a smile, "I do have a way to deal with Lin Yuansheng. No, it can't be called a method, but a real trump card. If you use it, even I can't predict what will happen next."

He sighed softly.

"I originally wanted to let Lin Yuansheng fall into darkness, but it seems that you, Mr. Yajin, can't do this. In this case, I can only give up on him and make retrieving the Killing Stone my first priority."

As he said this, he took out a strange object from his arms.

The object was the size of a palm, wrapped with strange strips of cloth, and its shape looked like a slender finger.

"Mr. Yajin, let me remind you of something."

Sanzuhe and Hong no longer smiled and their faces became solemn.

He stared at the fingers on his palm with an unusually solemn look: "This is an existence that even I cannot control. I don't know if you can survive when you unlock it."

"Even if you are an immortal demihuman, the owner of this finger is the cursed king who dominated the world thousands of years ago."

"——Ryomen Sukuna!"

Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses who appeared out of nowhere a thousand years ago, is a rare genius among sorcerers.

Even the appearance of sorcerers and cursed spirits is more or less related to Ryomen Sukuna.

Sanzuhe and Hong took refuge with Tamamonomae, so they naturally knew many secrets. The existence of demons has a very long history, even longer than that of humans, but the situation with sorcerers is different. This kind of extraordinary profession appeared thousands of years ago.

Negative creatures such as cursed spirits, which are completely different from demons and ghosts, also appeared thousands of years ago.

Although they appeared later than the demons, their strength is far superior to that of the demons, not to mention that the owner of this finger is a much more terrifying existence than the super-level cursed spirits and S-level special demons.

The King of Curses is also the most powerful cursed spirit remaining in this world.

...

...

"He escaped pretty fast."

Lin Yuansheng walked in the empty and devastated corridor, searching for the whereabouts of the demi-human Sato.

I don’t know what method the other party used, but he blocked the search on Zhiguiteng.com and hid in an unknown room in the Twin Towers.

But Lin Yuansheng was not worried about him escaping.

He has already planted the Flame Sword Mark in the spirit of the demi-human Sato. No matter where the opponent is, he can sense the opponent's presence through the Flame Sword. The closer the distance, the stronger the influence of the Flame Sword Mark.

No matter how many times the opponent is resurrected, he cannot escape the mark of the Flame Blade.

It is an illusion rooted in the mind and memory, but it can harm the brain by affecting it.

Want to remove it,

The first thing to do is to destroy your own spirit and memory.

But only the sub-humans cannot do this.

The physical state of a sub-human is constant. Even if the brain is destroyed, as long as it is reset upon death, the state can return to normal. However, if the spirit cannot be destroyed, the Flame Sword Mark cannot be removed.

This is a dead end.

Lin Yuansheng followed the flaming sword to sense the existence of the imprint, but was slightly stunned.

He stopped where he was, waited for a while, and looked at the man walking slowly towards him at the end.

"Have you given up struggling?" He raised the sword in his hand and said without any emotion.

"struggle?"

The bloodshot eyes of the demi-human Sato were filled with a mad fighting spirit.

He slowly opened his palms, revealing the cursed objects inside, and removed the gray-white sealing cloth strips one by one: "You should be the one struggling next!"

stretch--

The sense of crisis in Lin Yuansheng's brain quickly tensed up with the actions of the demi-human Sato.

The irresistible sense of crisis was urging him to escape, and a chill ran up his spine and rushed to his forehead.

Without any hesitation, Lin Yuansheng drew his sword and dived down, killing the demi-human Sato with great momentum like a cannonball.

Countless black vines also went crazy and attacked the demihuman Sato from all directions.

Faced with this attack that swept in like a tsunami without a single gap, the demihuman Sato removed the last seal of the cursed object, revealed a sarcastic smile, and then threw his finger into his mouth.

Gulu.

Swallow.

‘Boom! ! ’

Countless black vines submerged the demihuman Sato like giant pythons.

Chapter 125: Martial Spirit

"Fire kill!"

As the air temperature rose, the fierce fire smashed down the tangled vines and turned them into pillars of fire.

Under that inexplicable sense of crisis, Lin Yuansheng showed no mercy.

But as he stared at the blazing pillar of fire in the distance, the fear and sense of crisis in his heart did not subside at all.

Under the pillar of burning fire,

The figure slowly stood up, and as he moved, the inextinguishable spiritual fire actually dimmed. Not only did the fire weaken, it seemed that even the light and heat were absorbed by the figure.

"Hahahahaha!!"

The figure laughed wildly, it was the voice of demihuman Sato, but the tone was completely different.

The demi-human Sato never expressed his emotions, and even when he was most emotional, he would not show them too much.