Love is not as fun as World of Warcraft

"No, I still have to go with you. My companions are still holding on, I have to go back and save them!"

Xiaolan hesitated for a long time, his eyes constantly wandering between Shirasaka and the elevator behind him. Finally, he gritted his teeth, put on an expression as if he had made a great sacrifice, and chose to follow Shirasaka.

"Whatever you say. Now, can you tell me what exactly happened here and how many enemies are there?"

Shirasaka didn't care what she wanted, and didn't even ask her how she, as a magical girl, could help him in Chang'an. Instead, he directly asked her for the more crucial information.

"Entering from this corridor, the entire hall, including the corridor, has been blocked by the Medicine Worshipers using Constant Darkness. They have at least a dozen people deployed, and even the Ghost Hunter has three. Under the suppression of Constant Darkness, we are no match for them."

"If it weren't for my guardian spirit, Nunu, who is naturally resistant to the constant darkness, and my companions desperately trying to get me out, I don't think I would be able to see you now."

Standing up with the help of the wall, Xiao Lan pointed to the corridor facing the elevator. Through the door at the end, one could vaguely see the dark grey light emanating from it. One didn't need to think about the danger that lay within.

"Are you sure you want to go in with this thing? We can actually crawl in through the ventilation duct so we don't alert the enemy."

Seeing Shirasaka fiddling with the rifle in his hand and walking straight towards the corridor, Xiaolan grabbed his arm and expressed her opinion.

Isn't this a bit too blatant? Is he really that confident?

Pointing to the ventilation duct above his head, Xiaolan made a seemingly more sensible suggestion.

"That's not necessary. With a dozen people, we should be able to handle it. Are you sure your companions can hold on? They won't be too late by the time we get in, will they?"

Shirasaka looked up at the entrance to the ventilation duct. With his size, squeezing in shouldn't be a problem, but it would be very inconvenient to move around. Besides, there were only a dozen or so people worshipping medicine men. A period of invincibility would be enough for him to kill them all.

If that’s the case, why bother doing this?

He was actually worried that it might be too late for him to go in. After all, judging by the girl's unconsciousness, she must have been lying outside for a while. Would he find the remaining three bodies after he went in? That would be no fun.

"No, those medicine worshippers still need to use us to create more powerful monsters. They won't take their lives so easily, so there must still be time. In that case, then you can follow me. I know the direction with fewer people."

Fortunately, Xiaolan resolved Shirasaka's concerns. While explaining the reasons, she also took the initiative to lead the way for him.

Chapter 153 Why Are You So Drama-Prone?

Xiaolan quickly adjusted her state, and after taking Baisaka around the door opposite, she followed the corridor and came to a remote small door.

Through the door, Shirasaka could still feel the dark and gloomy feeling. There were also some sounds of fighting coming from inside. It seemed that, just as Xiaolan said, her companions were still holding on?

After listening through the door for a while, Shirasaka narrowed his eyes, motioned Xiaolan to lean back, and then he pushed open the small door directly, trying to slip in from this side.

However, when Shirasaka really opened the door, he couldn't help but shudder at the sudden darkness that enveloped him, and the few medicine worshippers who seemed to have been waiting here for a long time also followed the action of a ghost hunter and rushed directly towards Shirasaka.

Without giving Shirasaka any time to think, the ghost hunter stepped forward and grabbed Shirasaka's body with its beast-like claws, lifting him up and restricting his movements.

Shirasaka looked at the group of medicine worshippers who appeared in this place that was supposed to be less crowded, as well as the ghost hunters who had bound him, and his eyes became pure.

"What a shame! We were so close to catching the president, but in the end, we only caught a total stranger. I'll have to figure out a way to set a trap for the president. Why are you so much of a nuisance?"

Xiaolan, who had been cowering behind Shirasaka, changed his weak tone and his voice became a little sharp. He directly snatched the rifle from Shirasaka's hand, and then looked at him with great disgust.

Obviously, the reason why Shirasaka was lured here was not because she didn't know that there were so many guys here, but from the beginning to the end, this was a trap set for someone.

It wasn't hard for Shirasaka to guess from her words that this was actually a trap set for Kitami Natsuka. It was just that she was a little unlucky, so she had to use these methods on herself.

"Don't look at me like that. Why don't you think about how you can make me let you go? If you cooperate with me and trick that lovely association president into coming here, I might consider it."

As if noticing that Shirasaka's gaze was fixed on him, the blue-haired man behind him threw the AR in his hand aside, then walked to his side with a somewhat ferocious smile on his face.

The originally pretty little face was distorted into a creepy shape, and it was impossible to associate it with a human being no matter how you looked at it.

"Really?"

Shirasaka let the ghost hunter hold his hands tighter and tighter. Even though he was a little breathless, he still looked calmly at the blue-haired creature who suddenly turned against him.

Logically speaking, shouldn't blue hair represent vitality? Blue means wisdom, so why does it become sinister and cunning when it comes to her?

"That's a lie. No matter what, you will be made into a new youkai. Be thankful that you can abandon this filthy human body and become one of the great youkai. This is your new life, and you need to be proud of it."

A somewhat crazy smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, completely distorting her little face. Then, the blue-haired girl's voice became completely neutral, and then as her face continued to distort, after just half a minute, the blue-haired girl who had been standing in front of Shirasaka had disappeared, and instead, only a Shirasaka who looked like she had walked out of a mirror was left.

"Ahem, I will replace you and bring Miss Kitami, who dared to resist us, here to execute the fate she escaped, so that she can successfully become one of us."

After coughing twice, his voice completely became Shirasaka's. After weakly covering his chest, he became as weak as when Shirasaka met her before.

I have to say that this person's disguise is very effective, no wonder Shirasaka couldn't see through it at first.

He didn't need to disguise himself very well. After all, as long as he pretended to be injured and provided some internal information, it would not be difficult to trick people into coming.

"Why are you telling me so much? I didn't ask you if you have such a strong desire to perform."

Shirasaka was wondering if this guy would just kill her, the troublemaker, after all, he could transform into her. But instead, this guy started telling her about his plan like a villain in an anime. Shirasaka couldn't hold back.

"Oh, you don't understand this at all. Only by slowly savoring the despair brought upon you weak humans like you can I better control myself. Even if I tell you, what good will it do? No matter how hard you try, it won't change the outcome of your failure."

The man, who was completely accustomed to Shirasaka's way of speaking, rubbed his face, and after pulling out a hideous smile that even Shirasaka himself had never seen before, he looked at him with a teasing look, as if he wanted to find the so-called despair in Shirasaka's eyes.

However, to his surprise, all he saw was someone's expression and eyes as if he was looking at an idiot.

Shirasaka felt that this guy was a bit too pretentious. What was he talking about? Wouldn't it be better for him to just honestly say that he liked to abuse the original owner? Why was he making it so pretentious?

Besides, why does this guy like to open champagne so much? It's like he really won.

"How about this, since you like to talk so much, can you tell me how you managed to control that guy's guardian spirit?"

However, the other party's character did make things convenient for Shirasaka. For example, if he had a doubt in his mind at the moment, he could solve it through him.

If you like to be the kind of person who opens champagne in advance, you probably won't miss such an opportunity to show off, right?

Shirasaka figured out that it wasn't the blue-haired creature that had rebelled, but simply that the guy in front of him had the ability to imitate others. The only thing he couldn't understand was that others could imitate, but how did the guardian spirit imitate?

"Oh, what about guardian spirits? Aren't they still a kind of monster? The connection between us and monsters is the closest. People like them who only use the power of monsters will never be able to establish a true connection with them."

As Shirasaka expected, the guy with Shirasaka's face told the reason, as if to make Shirasaka die with a clear conscience, or simply to satisfy his own desire to show off. To put it in more common terms, this group of medicine worshippers seemed to have the ability to control even guardian spirits.

This is indeed a special attack on a magical girl like Kitami Natsu, who can create permanent darkness and target guardian spirits. Is it still playable? Targeting her isn't that outrageous, right?

Fortunately, I don’t have a target like this who is targeting me, otherwise I would feel sick just thinking about it.

"Okay, thank you for answering my question, but I still can't tolerate your violation of my portrait rights, so please go to hell."

Shirasaka nodded silently, and then, in front of everyone's puzzled gazes, a golden light appeared around him, wrapping him up completely.

The arm of the ghost hunter who was restraining Shirasaka and holding him like a treasure in his hand even broke apart in the light, and he couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.

At this time, the guy who was standing in front of Shirasaka and joking with his appearance realized that something was wrong. Before he even remembered to restrain the arrogant smile on his face, he saw Shirasaka waving at him.

Then, the last scene he could see was that the young man took out a golden baseball bat-like object from somewhere and rushed towards the medicine worshippers on the side. Then, endless darkness enveloped him.

The strong sleepiness did not give him time to resist. When he woke up and his consciousness took over his body again, it was like pressing and holding the skip button to skip a crucial cg. Everything in front of him changed.

The ghost hunter had disappeared, and where he had been standing was only a pool of smelly blood. The medicine worshippers who had been standing by, ready to attack, were now lying quietly on the ground. Unlike before when they were missing limbs, they now had one thing in common.

——That means his head was smashed into pieces.

"Dude, are you awake? The dream should be over."

Then the next second, as Shirasaka's voice rang out, he knew why those people had the same characteristics. After all, the golden hammer was now against his forehead.

"Since you've been talking so much, I'd like to ask you, where are those girls in the band who dyed their hair here? Where are they now?"

He asked the only guy who stayed very politely, and Shirasaka's tone was still so calm, as if he had expected this result a long time ago.

"I can't possibly tell..."

Before the other person could finish his words, Shirasaka used the key in his hand to shut him up. After all, he was not the type of person this guy was. He would persuade him for a while before taking any action.

The villain died because he talked too much. Doesn’t he understand this?

Chapter 154 Modern Magic

It is not worth expecting to get any answers from this group of guys who are even more crazy than those of the Xuyan Secret Sect. Since he doesn't want to say anything, Shirasaka certainly won't force it.

It would be better to just turn him into experience. Anyway, he came here mainly because he was attracted by their bodies.

But when Shirasaka decisively smashed his head, his body suddenly changed. It gradually withered and became a somewhat skinny body, and its head gradually turned into the appearance of a raccoon cat.

Shirasaka still had some recollection of this thing. If I remembered correctly, it was called a raccoon dog. In the game, it could transform into a treasure chest and trick players. It could also copy the player's appearance, which sometimes led to some rather hilarious things.

The medicine worshiper's final transformation into this form also explains why he can change into other people's appearances at will. Shirasaka guessed that he had completely grafted the raccoon dog's skin onto his own body. In short, it was indeed a bit perverted.

Shirasaka, who experienced the feeling of smashing his own head for the first time, shook his hands. After dealing with the last medicine worshipper, the threat here was basically eliminated.

I have to say, although these humans seem to hardly drop treasures or the like, they do give a lot of experience, at least there are enough of them.

With just the medicine worshippers in this room, he managed to accumulate nearly 1,200 experience points. Combined with Shirasaka's previous experience, this was enough for him to reach most of the level he needed to level up.

"Well, I can only say that the large number of cultists in Japan is, in some ways, an advantage for me."

He muttered to himself as he picked up the AR on the ground. At least there were still a few magazines, which could almost disguise himself.

For example, the guy who could simulate an image before was obviously fooled by me. He actually thought that I made a living by using guns. He didn't even think about the fact that he could capture Kitami Xia Xia. If that was the only ability he had, wouldn't he have been killed long ago?

As for the other party's disguise, Shirasaka didn't say anything like he had guessed it a long time ago, but he did have doubts about him from the beginning.

First of all, the position in which he was lying was problematic. He was only a few steps away from the elevator. If he couldn't hold on, he shouldn't have been awakened so easily by himself.

And the nun who was responsible for protecting him was even more concerned about her own life when she took action. You know, Kitami Natsuka's kamaitachi didn't have such a strong murderous intent before, and coupled with its sneak attack at the beginning, Shirasaka suspected that it wanted to target the first person who dared to come forward to save her from the beginning to the end.

Facts have proved that this is indeed the case. Otherwise, if it were Shirasaka, no matter how much he cared about his companions after they were in danger, he should have first met up with the more powerful Kitami Natsuka. Why would he bring himself to take risks directly?

In the end, what he did verified Shirasaka's guess. Fortunately, the result was pretty good. At least it gave him such a lot of experience. Shirasaka was still very grateful to this enthusiastic person.

Besides, the person is already dead, so even if he wants to blame someone, he won’t be able to find anyone to blame, right?

The only problem might be that Shirasaka had already carefully explored this area. Apart from some traces of fighting, he did not see the presence of the magical girls he needed help with. He didn't know if he was too late or if they had already met with an accident.

There was no one else on this entire floor except for those who were in ambush. If that guy hadn't arrogantly said that the purpose of the medicine worshiper was to transform those girls into monsters, Shirasaka would have worried that they had met with an accident.

"Could they have already taken everyone away? That would be troublesome."

Shirasaka scratched his head. The ambush was done, but if the people were not rescued, Kitami Xia Xia would probably collapse, right?

Fortunately, at this time, the nunv who had been captured by the guy disguised as Xiaolan in front of Shirasaka appeared again. After glancing at Shirasaka with fear, she decisively moved her body like a giant python and quickly climbed up the stairs on the side.

"Hey, I almost forgot about you, you traitor."

Shirasaka originally wanted to make this traitorous monster his own, but seeing its hasty appearance, he couldn't help but stop. To be honest, it didn't belong to this guy in the first place. Now that the medicine worshiper who controlled it is dead, it is indeed time for it to go back and find its original owner.

Does this also mean that as long as I follow it, I will be able to find the missing Xiaolan?

Shirasaka's eyes lit up as he quickly followed the wet girl and ran towards the stairs. Judging from the route of its movement, it seemed that its owner should not have been taken away directly from here yet.

When Baisaka followed its route all the way up until he reached the rooftop, he finally understood why he had not encountered the group of evacuating medicine worshippers when he came up.

All I can say is that the problem is that Kitami Xia Xia and the other magical girls are too rich. There is even a helicopter parked on the rooftop. Isn't this definitely a tool for the other party to escape?

As Shirasaka arrived at the rooftop, he naturally saw the helicopter that had already started, the four girls who had fainted inside, and the medicine worshippers below who were also stunned by the sudden appearance of this young man.

With a quick glance, Shirasaka was sure that the number of medicine worshippers here was less than those below. It seemed that they had probably arranged their main forces to ambush. The reason why they had not withdrawn yet was obviously that they still wanted to capture Kitami Natsu as well.

But unfortunately, I met myself, and this plan may not work.

"Hey, good afternoon, friends. Have you eaten?"

Shirasaka grinned and greeted the people who gathered around him to pay their respects after they reacted. Then he took out the AR rifle from his arms like a welcoming neighbor.

It’s the same old saying, against humans, especially in group battles, this thing is an absolutely invincible artifact, the real gold content of modern magic.

The sudden burst of gunfire caught the other side off guard. Perhaps the medicine men were in special attack form for the magical girls, but obviously, they had not evolved to the point where they could ignore the bullets.

After a burst of gunfire, all the small fry in front of Shirasaka fell to the ground. Only the pilot of the helicopter and the two guys who were supposed to be in charge of taking care of the unconscious girls were still able to stand intact.

It seemed that they had never expected such a thing to happen. The sudden change in the blink of an eye made the rest of the people stunned for a moment, and then the other party's angry curses reached Shirasaka's eardrums. With two muffled sounds, the two people who were originally sitting in the helicopter also jumped down.

The only difference between these two and these small fry was that the moment they landed, it was as if they switched forms. One of them transformed into the appearance of the ghost hunter that Shirasaka had seen before, while the other one, after an unreasonable expansion of his body, suddenly grew two monster-like arms from his shoulders.

The originally tall body seemed to have been streamlined and became thick and powerful, but the face had been completely distorted into a monster-like appearance, with fangs sticking out from the lips, and pale yellow ghost horns that were exactly the same as those of a monster appeared on the top of the head.

These two guys were obviously much more transformed than the medicine worshippers that Shirasaka had seen before. Judging from their appearance alone, it was indeed impossible to tell the difference between them and monsters.

But obviously, they understood cooperation and insidiousness better than the monsters. Almost the moment they got to the ground, the two monsters drew their weapons and surrounded Shirasaka.

As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands, not to mention that the opponent has two people and six hands. Baisaka did not take it lightly. He decisively cast a sleeping spell to control one of them first, and then concentrated on dealing with the ghost hunter.

It's not too bad to clear out the minions before fighting the boss, but the fact that you are weak in group battles is indeed a disadvantage. You must find a way to get some aoe or something in the future.

Dealing with a ghost hunter alone was no longer a problem for Shirasaka now. He was even in a mood to examine his own shortcomings before stabbing the tip of the golden key in his hand into the ghost hunter's chest.

I originally thought that Shirasaka was just a shooter who used modern weapons to launch a sneak attack, but after getting close, I found that things were completely different from what I guessed. Not only did his teammates inexplicably stay in place as if the system had crashed, but how could this young man in front of him burst out with strength and speed that was stronger than a monster like himself?

Completely confused about reality, the ghost hunter could only roar angrily while Shirasaka continued to smash his head with the key.

Until his death, he never understood why things had turned out this way.