Black clouds like falling mountains weighed gloomily on the sea.

Bright yellow lightning flickered in the black clouds, like a roiling dragon. The thunder was deafening, and the waves were rolling. Even in the storm, fires were ignited in many parts of the ship's hull, and the flames were moving crazily in the rain.

Fujiwara Izaya wandered in the dark night, like a dark hurricane roaring past.

Figures fell down in front of him one by one, and the sound of fighting was particularly clear in the wind and rain.

High-wattage floodlights shone on this area, and the desolate wind and rain on the sea made the light appear particularly abrupt and lonely.

Fujiwara Izaya stood with a sword in hand.

The body of a ghost standing in front of him slowly fell down.

A large gash was cut on the corpse's neck with a knife. The blood was quickly diluted by the rainwater. The wound looked like a big mouth of white flesh sprouts under the light. The situation was truly horrific and disgusting.

certainly.

For the agents of Section 9 who were used to seeing life and death, the impact of this scene was not great. They hid in the banquet hall and kept shooting outwards, taking advantage of the favorable terrain.

Fire, bullets, blood, and many things crisscrossed the deck.

Above the roaring sea of ​​wind and rain.

Everyone feels that they are on the verge of collapse...

Time passed minute by minute.

The sky is still gloomy, heavy rain is blowing on our face, and the cold autumn air is refreshing to the bones.

The huge black waves were like valleys, roaring towards the cruise ship, and the deafening sound seemed to crush the palace on the sea into pieces.

Countless ferocious ghost clans came one after another.

Fujiwara Izaya held the Kagehide Sword and handled their first wave of attacks with ease.

The appearance of the ghost clan was expected by him, but the appearance of the forces of the Underworld made him a little surprised... Speaking of the Underworld, I have to mention Yin Xianami, the creation mother goddess who fell into the underworld.

She hated Gao Tianyuan deeply.

In other words, I hate the patriarchal society to the core.

She fell from a creator god to a life-killing god, Huangquanjin, because after giving birth to thirty-five gods one after another, she was burned while giving birth to the god of fire and unfortunately died and fell into the underworld.

Fertility and reproduction are such a solemn and secular thing that even gods are not immune to it.

After Yin Zhenami passed away, the father god Yin Zhenami missed her too much and chased her to the land of hell alone. However, the father god was just like an ordinary person. After seeing Yin Zhenami change from a beautiful goddess to an ugly girl from the underworld.

After becoming a ghost, he decisively divorced her and never looked back. He even used stones to block Yin Xena's entrance to the underworld.

It was this kind of behavior that aroused Yin Xie Na Mei's resentment.

The goddess who was originally responsible for procreation and creation of living beings no longer creates life. She hates killing her own fertility, hates the continuation of life, and hates the superficial and emotionless gods on the high plains. That is why she became the cold and heartless god of the underworld, just to kill everything.

Creatures.

Thinking about this tragedy, Fujiwara Izaya couldn't help feeling a little emotional and grateful.

Fortunately, he has many wives. As long as one of them can give birth to a son to inherit the inheritance of the mountain god and help his old father take the blame for dealing with Amaterasu... Speaking of this, he was a little angry. Why should you, the Lord God's family, cause such bad things?

I, a little mountain god, will help you block it!

"Damn it!"

"Next time I see grandma, I must take my money back..."

Fujiwara Izaya wiped the rain off his face, raised his knife and prepared to fight again.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the rustling sound of electricity coming from the walkie-talkie in the ear of the Section 9 agent.

Then, Kasahara Fuka-Eri's voice sounded.

"All members will evacuate to the highest cabin immediately——"

The agents belonging to Section 9 evacuated immediately.

Fujiwara Izaya retreated to the door and put away his sword.

The rain is still pouring down.

The surface of the sea was as dark as if it were soaked in ink, and the sky was filled with thunderous sounds that shook the air.

On the empty deck, white mist spread, and the Underworld Army continued to pour out like a tide. In terms of combat effectiveness alone, these Underworld Army were far less powerful than the Ghost Clan, but their advantage was that there were simply too many of them.

Fujiwara Izaya, whose hearing was stretched to the extreme, suddenly caught the sound of breaking wind.

Looking over there, a ghostly and mysterious black shadow flashed past in the darkness.

In the wind and rain, a black ghost leaped out of the side of the ship, and the graceful rain was like a flower of death blooming in the night. Her right hand waving in the air suddenly clenched a fist, and then she spread her fingers and slapped downwards.

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brush--

The bright and astonishing firelight is like the moment when the sun rises above the sea, suddenly illuminating the darkness.

The entire space was engulfed in flames in an instant.

Deep inside, the five senses have lost their function, and even thinking cannot be expanded. In the field of vision, there are overwhelming clusters of flames, burning, burning...

Feeling the heat rushing towards his face, Fujiwara Izaya had a smile on his face.

With the Demon King's full blow, all the ghosts and monsters on the deck were instantly reduced to ashes.

Even the dark clouds in the sky were briefly dispersed.

Standing in the middle of the sea of ​​fire is Shiranui, a red boy with white hair.

The black tights outline her devilish figure, and the firelight flickers, illuminating the red mark on her eyebrows. At this moment, she is more like a goddess than a monster, more holy.

"Fuka-Eri!"

Fujiwara Izaya ran over happily.

Kasahara Fuka-Eri looked back at him, slowly raised her hand, and was about to say that we should go up too.

As a result, Fujiwara Izaya rushed over, hugged her waist and gave her a kiss on the cheek: "My wife is awesome!"

Kasahara Fuka-Eri: "..."

The hand raised in the air stiffened for a moment, then slowly fell on his back. The peerless enchantress holding the boy couldn't help but wailed in her heart: Amaterasu, please let me slap him to death.

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The firelight on the deck dyed the sky red.

On the top floor of the cabin, many people ran to the side of the ship and looked down.

The downpour of rain made their vision blurry. They couldn't see much information, but they just roughly knew that a white-haired female monster was taking action.

The sound of raindrops hitting the roof of the boat was like droplets filling the narrow cabin.

At this time, the top floor of the cruise ship has not yet been affected by the flames of war, and the expressions of ordinary people are still relatively stable. Although the Shinto people are not panicked, their expressions are solemn... The Banshee King suddenly appears, and it is not clear whether it is an enemy or a friend.

Many people secretly cast their eyes on the two directors.

In the only restaurant on the top floor, the two board directors, who had changed into witch costumes, were discussing plans. The glass with the store name embossed on it was embedded in the door. Asuka Kasahara opened the door and shouted softly: "Mom, are you in there?

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After shouting, the girl walked straight into the store without waiting for an answer.

Unlike the humidity outside, the store is quite cool and smells of incense.

There is a wooden display stand under the wall, displaying many beautiful fan heads, which are parked inside like colorful butterflies. In a secret room, Mrs. Kasahara sat on a temporary council table and had a meeting with others.

Hoshimi Rinko is at the front of the corridor.

Kasahara Asuka said hello to her senior sister, took off her shoes and entered the corridor.

The sea breeze blew, and the warm curtain at the entrance swayed with the wind, and the hall reflected the thunder light on the sea.

An old woman and a middle-aged man came out from the corridor to greet her.

"Is mom in there?" Asuka Kasahara asked.

"Yes, the chairman is busy. She asked the second lady to follow Miss Rinzi and stop running around."

Kasahara Asuka curled her lips.

She had been frightened just now, and the place she missed most now was her mother's arms.

The old lady passed her and walked towards Hoshimi Rinko: "Miss Rinko, the chairman has something he needs you to do."

"Please tell me." Xing saw Rinzi standing up suddenly and smiled sweetly.

"Two nautical miles away from the cruise ship, there is a monster king-level monster whale coming." The old woman said, pointing her finger to the sea. Although the mist was hazy and the vision was not good, she could still vaguely see the yellow light of the monster power flickering in the distance.

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"Demon King level?" Xingjian Rinzi was a little surprised.

She is not afraid.

It's just that she is a newly promoted general and her strength is limited. Even if she tries her best, she may not be able to stop a demon king.
To be continued...