I raised the evil spirit and became an evil investigator

In this storm, they still had the mind to argue with each other, even the killer following behind was speechless.

"Take your conflicts to hell and discuss them."

At this moment, the last killer running on the roof, the assassin code-named Huo Zhuo, discovered three figures appearing on the road ahead.

"You're causing such a big commotion in our village, why don't you stop it!"

There were three humans dressed in formal attire, two women and one man, led by a woman with long hair. If Aijo Karen were here, she would definitely recognize this as Yi Qing, the man who had stopped her and Kagura Hikaru from entering the Black Water Hollow to "die."

The other two people were Kenichi Takahashi, whom they had met before, and a woman with her hair tied in twin ponytails. She placed her hands on her forehead with difficulty, trying to block the howling wind in front of her.

Who are they?

The six people present were all puzzled.

"We are the dispatched specialists here. In the name of the Evil Response Department, we order you to stop and accept investigation!"

It turned out that he was an external commissioner from the evil spirit response department, responsible for protecting the three villages from being invaded by evil spirits.

After recognizing the identity of the person coming from the front, the four assassins made the decision directly without any communication.

Keep moving forward and completing the mission.

As for the three expatriate specialists, if someone is so foolish as to block their way, they don't mind adding three more people to the death list.

Hua Liu Xiangzi, who also saw the faces of the three people in front of her, felt a chill in her heart.

I thought it would be a scene of a chivalrous warrior roaring when he saw injustice, but I didn't expect that there were only three E-level characters. I'm afraid they can't even delay time.

"boom!"

The tornado roared and rushed straight forward without any pause.

"Sister Yi Qing, let's... ahem, get out of here! We can't beat those guys!"

The woman standing next to Yi Qing was named Hu Liya, an expatriate specialist from Xiahe Village. She looked at the tornado in front of her, feeling a suffocating sense of oppression that made her breathless.

"No! It's our duty to protect this place. How can we run away from it? Don't you agree, Mr. Takahashi?"

Yi Qing turned to look at Takahashi Kenichi beside him. The man who was rescued from the restricted area by Aicheng Karen a few hours ago had a serious expression on his face.

The tornado in front of him was much stronger than the big black bug in terms of aura and power.

But now he can't escape.

"Get ready to fight!"

Chapter 137: Behind the Cardboard is Iron

A violent white tornado roared towards them. Three expatriate commissioners stood in the path of the white dragon. Three different expressions appeared on their faces: determination, fear, and seriousness. The only thing in common was that they did not retreat.

Hu Liya, who had just been shouting that she wanted to leave, took the first step. She stretched out her hand towards the tornado that was tens of thousands of times larger than herself, muttering regular syllables, and then a furry thing came out from the palm of her hand.

The furry thing grew bigger and bigger, and finally became a brown ball of fur. Among the soft hair, a fox head emerged from it.

Spiritual skill - Maoli ball.

Psykers have a variety of spiritual skills, including many biological ones, which can drive various subspace creatures for their own use.

Julia's spiritual skills belong to this type. She can summon some furry fox-like subspace creatures, make them obey her orders, and tear the enemies to pieces with their sharp teeth and claws.

When facing evil spirits that are no higher than E-level, these fox fur balls of various shapes can play a significant role. You can even hold them in your arms and tease them in your spare time.

But this time, the enemy was a little too powerful.

As soon as Maoliqiu's fox head poked out its hair, thinking that its owner wanted it to deal with those black snakes again, it was hit by white raindrops on the head and was stunned for a moment.

After it regained consciousness, it looked at the violent white dragon in front of it that seemed to want to swallow the entire sky. It was so scared that the hair on its body stood up as if it had been electrocuted, and it cried softly.

At this moment, it had only one thought in its mind.

I hit a tornado? Is that true?

At this time, Yi Qing took action.

"Bamboo helmet."

Just under the fur ball, a field of emerald green bamboo rose from the ground, covering its furry body with a layer of green tough armor. The brown fur ball turned into an emerald green bamboo ball, and even the fox head was protected by a bamboo helmet.

Kenichi Takahashi reached into his pockets and took out candles.

He threw his hands into the sky, and the candles fell neatly on various parts of Maoliqiu's body. Then they burned, and the orange-red candle flames swayed hard in the storm.

"Burn it for me!"

Kenichi Takahashi shouted loudly, and the spiritual energy in his body dropped rapidly. The candle flame suddenly increased, and the flames connected into one, dyeing the bamboo helmet on Maoliqiu's body red.

Three different spiritual skills were used together at this moment.

This wasn't a fusion of spiritual techniques, but rather the coordination of ordinary spiritual techniques. Easier said than done, it took them years to master this move.

They once used this trick to repel a muddy water black snake that ran out of the black water puddle. The black snake's level was D.

Repelling an enemy of higher level with an E-rank is a remarkable achievement.

pity……

When Maoliqiu, wearing a candle and a bamboo helmet, bravely rushed towards the tornado, he was swept into the sky the next moment and beaten to a pulp by the invisible hand of the storm.

"Hey!"

It screamed in fear, and the bamboo and candles on its body were blown all over the sky. Its fluffy body moved in circles around the tornado like a funny balloon, or like a volleyball on the beach being tossed around by the wind.

The violent force tore its body apart, pulling out handfuls of hair from its body. The blood spurting out of the wounds was frozen into crimson snow by the low temperature, causing it to feel heartbroken and lung-wrenching pain.

"no, do not want!"

When her pet was injured, Hu Liya, as its owner, felt as if a piece of her heart was torn out and she almost fainted.

But there was no time for her to grieve.

Maoliqiu was defeated, and it was their turn next.

Although the awareness in one's heart is admirable, it cannot make up for the huge gap in strength.

When the tornado's body hit the three commissioners, they couldn't even hold on for a breath before following in the footsteps of the ball and being swept into the sky by the wind. Their movement trajectories were as chaotic as three headless flies.

"Strange... Is there anyone else running on the road?"

In the moment before he lost consciousness, Yi Qing vaguely saw two figures running in the wind and rain, one of them seemed to be holding a cherry pink umbrella...

……

"Out of control."

Yunrao, flying in the clouds, watched the three figures disappear in the storm and sneered disdainfully.

She had dealt with the guys in the evildoer department before, and most of them were stubborn idiots who would never learn to adapt.

You don't even know your own weight and yet you rush up to fight them, aren't you seeking death?

They killed people from the evil response department, but the four assassins didn't take it to heart.

Anyway, this is their last crime. After taking Hua Liu Xiangzi's life, they will disappear and the evil spirit response department will not be able to settle accounts with them.

Seeing the expatriates die in the storm, Hanagi Kaori and Ishido Futaba, who were fleeing on the ground, felt sad.

The two men thought that the three commissioners were just trying to stop them verbally, but they didn't expect that they would lose their lives.

Hua Liu Xiangzi, who came from a merchant family, could not understand this kind of desperate attempt, but this did not prevent her from hating the four assassins even more.

"They are indeed a bunch of beasts who only care about money!"

The escape continued. The assassin behind them did not intend to end the battle quickly, but instead controlled the tornado to chase them closely, intending to drain their physical strength and then take them down directly.

Noticing the assassins' methodical pursuit speed, Hanagi Kaori couldn't help but doubt Ishido Futaba's plan.

"Shuangye, you said we could use the evil energy of the Yelan River to suppress the assassins' spiritual skills, but I feel like they don't care at all. You can't be the only one who knows that the Yelan River can suppress spiritual skills, right?"

"I'm the only one who knows." Ishido Futaba said without turning back, "In the six years I've lived here, I've gone to the Yelan River to fetch water every day, and I've also been trying to figure out which section of the river has the most ferocious evil energy and the greatest impact on psychics."

Hanayu Kaori stopped talking. At this point, she could only act according to Ishido Futaba's plan.

But things changed again.

Just ahead on the road, two new figures appeared.

The other person stood on the eaves, standing still in the strong wind.

"Can you guys go fight somewhere else? You've made such a big noise that the little snakes in the blackwater puddle are getting agitated. If they start running around, it'll be troublesome."

The one who spoke was Aijo Karen, and standing next to her was Kagura Hikaru.

Originally, Aicheng Hualian didn't want to get involved in this matter, but after seeing the tornado getting bigger and bigger, she began to worry that the noise here would disturb the evil spirits in the restricted area, causing those muddy water black snakes to run around.

At that time, if the turbid water black snakes ran out of the restricted area, she and the evil god would have to chase them all over the world, catch and eat those black snakes one by one, which would be too troublesome.

She didn't want to waste her time on this meaningless hunt.

"Two more people seeking death?" Huo Zhuo, who had not taken any action so far, sighed helplessly.

What happened tonight? Killing the eldest daughter of the Hualiu family, and yet so many people came out to stop the trouble?

Having already broken one piece of cardboard, they don't mind breaking another.

Chapter 138 Light Curtain

Zhonghe Village was destined to be a restless night. A white tornado swept across from east to west, spanning almost half of the abandoned area, plowing a gully dozens of meters wide and nearly a thousand meters long. Everything it passed through was a dead silence of white.

Fortunately, because it is close to the Yelan River, the original residents who lived here could not stand the stench of the river water and most of them moved away, so the tornado did not cause the death of the villagers.

At this moment, four assassins who did not take Aishiro Karen's words seriously were driving a tornado towards the direction where Aishiro Karen and Kagura Hikaru were.

The only person in their eyes was Hua Liu Xiangzi, the target of assassination. As for Ai Cheng Hua Lian, under the huge force of the tornado, the death of the three expatriates would be their next fate.

"Hey! Run! You can't stop those guys!"

Perhaps because she didn't want to see more innocent people die, Hua Liu Xiangzi, who was running on the ground, shouted loudly in the direction of Aicheng Hua Lian, wanting them to leave. A biting cold wind poured into her body through her shouting mouth. She trembled violently and dared not say another word.

"Even when you can't protect yourself, you still care about others? It's really touching, the eldest daughter of the Hualiu family."

Huo Zhuo, who was hunting on the roof, sneered. He found it ridiculous that the other party was still showing meaningless kindness at this time.

But it was also a good thing. Two more dead trash could dampen the fighting spirit of the eldest daughter of the Hualiu family. In a sense, those guys who jumped out to stop them actually helped them.

Thinking of this, Huo Zhuo's gaze forward became playful.

"Alas, there are still too few people with good sense in this world. Idiots can't survive in today's society. Whether it's the Evil Response Department or those two guys who jumped out of nowhere, they will all pay the price for their recklessness."

Do things for money, don't do things that are not beneficial, and only fools will try to show off and act like a hero.

As an assassin, Huo Zhuo, or Takeda Kiyoshi, deeply understands this truth.

He had seen too many people die because of their worthless sense of justice.

But he was wrong.

Aicheng Hualian did not stand up because of his sense of justice.

Wearing the mask of an ordinary girl, she is indeed a kind-hearted person in her daily life, but now she is the Red Yan Investigator and the breeder of the evil god. All her actions are based on the survival of herself and the evil god as the top priority. Any obstacles that hinder their survival must be removed.

Now, the presence of four assassins hindered her plan, and the outcome was already doomed.

Looking at the roaring tornado, Aicheng Hualian shook his head.

"Go ahead, Xiaoguang." She slightly turned sideways to make way for the evil god standing behind her to attack.

"To what extent should we go?" Kagura Hikaru asked, seeking her opinion.

The evil god cannot determine how much power to use, and the breeder beside her can give her guidance.

"Silent annihilation, can you do it? Use the psychic skills you created."

"can."

Amidst a violent storm, the giant white dragon opened its mouth and bit towards the roof in front of it, vowing to swallow the two girls in front of it together.

Kagura Hikaru stretched out a hand as pale as jade and stopped it in front of the tornado.

There were no unnecessary movements, no need for her to chant any words, and one couldn't even detect the fluctuations of her spiritual energy.

Only a layer of light blue light curtain as thin as gauze emerged from her palm and slowly floated towards the tornado.

The light curtain made no sound, and the light was not strong. Amidst the sound of wind and rain, it seemed as fragile as a butterfly's wing.