Human life is not important to the Heavenly Court Palace, so it does not need to be cared about very much.

But compared to those, I still have to look at Shi Huai'en's expression.

So he asked: "Who made you come here for the benefits?"

Shi Huai'en smiled, but did not try to hide it at all, but answered honestly: "The monks do not lie, but the donor provided clues and information, so that we could come and help."

"Ba..." Tianshangyuan Palace frowned.

Then, he tilted his head in confusion.

Ba, who is it?

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On the other side, Shifang stood on one side, his face was unstable.

"Little monk, don't think about rushing over to save him. Just beating a car with a mantis arm. If you don't go over, he still has some life. If you go over, then you are both dead." Tamamomae controlled Shifang, making it impossible for him to rush over.

The body of Shifang is completely involuntarily surrounded by layered and twisted spatial forces. The closed force field around it gives people the feeling of a mirror wrapping Shifang inside.

This made Shifang be forced to watch all this, but could not go in to rescue.

In the eyes of everyone, Shi Huai'en's performance at this moment was compared with the one just now...

It's like, just now it was a high-load truck with a high-speed load. It was stomped on the accelerator and accelerated for only one second for 100 kilometers, and it could become Optimus Prime.

But now Shi Huai'en is like a diesel-activated tractor that doesn't sound but doesn't sound. The wheels are shaking, and the black smoke is rolling forward barely. The black oil leaking from the exhaust port is twisting along the way, the body of the car is rusted and the skeleton is creaking.

The gap is so big.

This is the power of aging.

"He must have other ways. Don't think that a strong man of this level will leave no backup." Tamamomae said.

"I know, but he is my master..." Shifang's expression was gloomy.

"But you are too weak, you can't interfere in this level of battle, and even I can't..."

"I know, I know." Shifang took a deep breath: "But, I should have other uses, right?"

"Why do you say that?" Tamamomae's tone was a little surprised.

"You can't send me here with all your hardships, just let me be a witness? From the beginning, I came to Japan, wasn't it just you agreed to?" Shifang's expression was a little bitter smile: "It's a coincidence that I can't do this, right?"

"It's true, but you can't know because you're too weak."

"The weak will only have a fate that is merciless, just like it is now, but... the battlefield here probably won't be able to use you anymore. Go to Tokyo, you can use your power to save more people, and that may also play a role instead of standing here and being like a powerless fool." Tamamomae said.

Shifang Wuyan, maybe she was right, and it was really meaningless to stand here and watch.

"Then, go to Tokyo." Shifang nodded and said.

Anyway, his task will come sooner or later, and until then, he should have to do the same thing as "waiting".

At this time, instead of waiting powerlessly, it is better to go to Tokyo and save a few people.

Tamamomae got his answer, took the initiative to take over, pulled Shifang out of the super-perception level, and then devoted himself to the [spiritual projection] at this moment.

Before the ten directions arrived, they could hear the loud "boom" sound. Black vines wrapped around the entire Tokyo and almost all appeared out of thin air.

Return to Tokyo, the vast land and the vast sky are all in sight.

But, a bit cruel.

The killings are no longer as many as before. The first wave of outbreaks may have killed more than 400,000 people. These people were caught off guard, panic, and were also shrouded by negative emotions, lost their minds, and even committed suicide directly.

After this group of people died, most of the remaining ones had the ability to persevere, whether it was a house, a force, a wisdom, a coward, or a runaway, they would not die so quickly.

Therefore, the rate of death has dropped significantly, so it is not that scary now.

However, hundreds or even thousands of people still die every minute.

There is a fishy wind around.

In the city in front of us, there were tens of millions of people working hard for their livelihoods. They were all ordinary people, whether they were monsters, ghosts, or humans.

Even monsters must be integrated into human society in this era.

However, now, these are not visible at all. The whole city seems to be the end of the world. In the sea of ​​corpses and blood, only rotten birds sit alone on it, as if there is no impact.

The Ten Directions Heavenly Eyes and Heavenly Ears are opened, and the perception expands instantly.

"Please let us go! We don't know you! Why do you want to kill us!" someone shouted in despair.

But it is useless. Everyone has their own despair and pain. This world will eat them all without any left, but there will be no feedback.

Some monsters were killing, and a ghost clan, holding a huge ghost gold rod, flashed by, blocking a group of escaped students.

On the ghost gold rod, the shining cold light was like a light that brought darkness, sealing the path of all the escapees!

"You must stay away from him." This is the only idea of ​​those students. They worked hard to cross this mountain of corpses and blood, and finally broke out of the meat grinder. How could they die here?

The students scattered all over the place, and the choices they made were very accurate. Obviously, someone had taught them with his life during the previous period.

They learned very quickly.

These students were running hard, trying to escape from this hell on earth.

However, they had already felt the exhaustion of their strength. When they breathed, they heard bloody smells and scorching pain. Although the potential that burst out constantly stimulated the tissues in their bodies, their mental level was already exhausted. They could support them until now, relying on the fear.

"I finally reached the limit... Woo." A student fell down softly, and the blood flow on the ground washed his body, and he even cried.

It was also at this moment that the cold light instantly descended to him.

"Can't you let me go?!"

No response was received because he was dead and the light took away life.

Pammer.

The ghost clan holding the ghost gold rod was full of blood and laughed out loud, obviously having been swallowed by negative emotions.

His ghost gold rod was dragged on the ground, mixed with bright red blood, yellow fat, and a mixture of white broken bones and brain matter, which were slowly flowing into the ground. The original owner of the blood, those students, both men and women, had now run away two-thirds of it, but the rest, blood was flowing down, dyeing the cement floor red, and then washed clean by the water sprayed from the fire hydrant that had exploded on the roadside.

After killing the people around him, the huge ghost clan seemed to be a little confused. He stood alone in a daze. Then, not long after, he dragged the ghost gold rod and returned to the intersection where he was originally located.

His hair was soaked by blood, and he was unmoved and did not care about all this. The ghost clan who had just killed several people stared at the many corpses on the ground. There was a girl inside, which looked like a monster. It looked like a cat monster, with a forked tail, and it looked like it had two tails.

It should be a cat again.

The ghost clan stared at the girl's rotten body, staring at her, which should have been a round and smooth face, and now only half of her body left.

The ghost clan's fist clenched tightly with the ghost golden rod trembling constantly. He became stunned without realizing it. The half of the corpse was very familiar, which made him feel like he was a different world, as if something was in his mind had awakened. To describe it, it was like when he was walking on the street, the melody of the music I had heard a few days ago or even a few years ago suddenly began to echo in his mind. The lingering sound was endless. Even though he wanted to concentrate, his mind was full of that sound and he couldn't stop.

Then he continued to sit there, just like before, and he would hit whoever came over.

On the other side of this pile, the ten directions are walking by.

He saw the ghost clan and hesitated for a moment.

"Why? I won't kill it?" Tamamomae asked.

Just a few minutes ago, the Shifang had been rushing forward quickly. On the way, they encountered those who were killed indiscriminately and fell into negative emotions. They all took action to kill in seconds, and there was no reason to say.

But when I came to this ghost clan, I paused for a moment.

But it was just a pause.

As a fist shadow flashed, only a "boom" sound was heard, the earth shook, and the huge rocks exploded in all directions, fragments flying in the sky, dust filled the sky, and the evil ghost was smashed and covered the ground, turning into a layer of meaty carpet.

"Is it useful to kill you all the time?" Tamamomae asked Shifang.

"That ghost clan is understandable. He was even willing to protect others at first, but his lover was killed, so he lost his mind and was swallowed by the negative emotions of [spiritual projection]."

"If you don't kill him, he will kill more people. Those who fall into the Shura path can no longer be saved." Shifang passed through the block at a very fast speed, and broke several monsters who were torturing mortals again.

"These few were innocent just now. They were just revenge. One of those humans, one of whom awakened super perception and used his ability to kill the companions of those monsters, so they were revenge on these humans." Tamamomae reminded.

She is good at the Tajini Heavenly Technique and has a big mirror of light that reflects people's hearts, so you can know what happened after reading the heart.

However, people's hearts are treacherous, and no one can say that the thoughts will change in the next second. What she can read is the past, but she can never guess what decision a person will really make.

No one can guess.

That's why she communicated with Shifang. She knew Shifang "what he thought in the past", but she didn't know what he would think in the next second.

For example, when he was about to kill that evil ghost, Shifang hesitated for a moment, and he didn't want to take action.

But he still took action.

Tamamomae didn't know why he had such a change, but she was not surprised.

In her past life, there were even people who changed millions of thoughts in an instant. People's hearts were treacherous, not a joke. People never knew what decisions they could make next moment and what decisions they would make.

There are only a very small number who truly know what you want to do and persevere and persist.

"It doesn't matter. Anyone who is eroded by the intention of killing and falls into the Shura path will only cause more murderous crimes. If they live, more people will die." Shifang replied with a gloomy face.

This is a vicious cycle. When a person is swallowed by negative emotions, he will confess his malice to others, and then others will be dragged into this negative emotion.

Therefore, to solve this cycle, we must solve it from the source.

That is to kill everyone who has been eroded by negative emotions from [spiritual projection], so that the remaining people can survive.
To be continued...