Chapter 291 61: Massacre
The blood clouds were thick, like layers of rags wrapped in layers of rags, gloomily blocking the sun's rays and weighing heavily over the Soul Recruiting Club at a height far lower than other clouds. People only feel chest tightness, shortness of breath, and difficulty breathing.
The people in the Soul-Calling Club already felt something was wrong. They took a few steps back and wanted to leave without caring about the money they were about to receive.
But what they hit was an invisible film. As they hit it, it bounced away, leaving red ripples.
“Bound the barrier!”
someone shouted in horror.
Before the emergence of extraordinary beings, no one would believe in imaginary things like enchantments. But now that all kinds of extraordinary beings are emerging one after another, it is not surprising that enchantments or something like that appear.
At first, many people thought that this was a method of the Special Affairs Bureau to retaliate against their group of people. They might even intend to keep them all here to nourish the earth and then shirk the responsibility. Give extraordinary disaster.
No wonder they think so. After all, the only people who come here are those who have extraordinary distrust of the officialdom and the Special Affairs Bureau.
As some people shouted, more and more people were lying next to the blood film, trying to use various tools to open a channel, but it was all in vain. In the cold weather, I was sweating profusely.
Some people didn't take it seriously, and even felt that this blood film was protecting them. Something big must have happened in the outside world, and the heroic spirits of the Spiritual Society appeared to protect devout people like them.
Those who are paid to do things think this idea is a bit ridiculous, but those who come here voluntarily think it is exactly the same!
After all, this is the sacred Tokyo Spiritualist Club, which honors the heroes who "sacrificed heroically" for their country!
How could you harm them for no reason?
What's more, they think they rescued the Spiritualist Club from the hands of the Special Affairs Bureau, which is obviously a great achievement!
That's why the heroic spirits release the barrier when they are in danger, in order to protect these great heroes.
After clarifying their thoughts in this way, their ideas became logical.
"Where's Tojo-san? Where's Master Matsui?!"
The people who came to collect the money shouted eagerly everywhere, but they couldn't find these two people who were originally very conspicuous in the crowd.
"They, they seem to have entered the main hall. Look, their people are guarding the central gate torii." A person with sharp eyes saw the subordinates beside Matsui.
They quickly called dozens of people and walked towards the central gate torii gate in a hurry.
"Wait! You can't go in. Master Tojo and Matsui are inside now to comfort their ancestors." Matsui's subordinates quickly stopped the group.
"Let Matsui come out. He never said anything like this happened at that time! Let him come out and tell me what is going on?! Also, there are barriers around it. Now We can't get out at all!" the leader asked eagerly, pointing to the sky.
"Uh" Matsui's person also felt a little guilty. He glanced at the blood cloud that made the surrounding area a dark red. This situation was not good no matter how you looked at it, and it didn't look like anything good had happened. precursor.
Only those who came here on their own could still deceive themselves. Most of them were wearing old military uniforms and began to spontaneously worship the bronze statue of Omura Masujiro in the middle, the father of Japan’s modern military reform.
Although, they may not even know the purpose of their worship.
"Let us in, or you can let Matsui out quickly and find a way to get us out of here!" Those people were making a lot of noise, making Matsui's subordinates unable to control the situation.
"Stop! We have actually sent people in, and there will be news soon, very soon! This is the core of the Spiritualist Society. If you keep messing around like this, be careful of annoying the heroic spirits behind you!" Matsui The man pointed at the main hall and threatened.
Everyone looked at each other, looked at the blood cloud and then at the main hall in front of them, and fell silent.
If you just wait.
Just when they were planning to wait for about ten minutes, a figure walked out of the hall.
"Is it Mr. Tojo?"
The people in Matsui were a little strange. Why was Tojo coming out alone? Mr. Matsui who went in not long ago and the colleague who just went to call Matsui were there. ?
Of course, he didn't become too suspicious. After all, Tojo was just a little old woman, what could she do.
For so long, she has been just a puppet of Matsui, and they know it, so their respect for her only stays on the surface.
"Tojo.-san?"
As soon as he called out, his eyes suddenly widened.
He hadn't seen it clearly just now, but he clearly remembered that before Tojo entered, he was wearing a mainly white improved kimono, but now it was red.
Even the ground was left with red marks one after another as the clogs stepped on it.
"What are so many people talking about?" Tojo Hisumi raised his head and asked in a kind tone.
Now the world was dark and gloomy. Most of them did not have the good eyesight of the person just now. When they saw Tojo coming out, they quickly came over and started to complain about the current situation.
The person who discovered the abnormality was like a ghost at the moment. He could only look at the things in front of him blankly, but his body could not even move.
"In other words, you want to get out?"
"Yes, we can take the initiative to reduce the amount of money Matsui promised, but we must let us out now!"
Those people spoke firmly.
"What if I say, I can't get out?" Tojo Hisumi said with a smile.
The leader was shocked, but when he saw the smile on Tojo's face, he just thought she was joking: "If you really can't get out, you should at least tell us what is going to happen, right? !”
“Yeah, why did the day change all of a sudden?”
“It’s so scary. There’s blood all around. I can’t tell whether it’s blood or water. ”
The crowd was noisy.
Tojo Hisumi looked very serious and listened quietly for a while, then nodded slowly.
"Since I brought you in, I have the responsibility to take you out."
They couldn't help but be happy when they heard Tojo's words, and wanted to thank them.
“Matsui, you think so?”
“Of course, Tojo-sama.”
Everyone looked around but couldn't find Matsui.
"Oh, look at my memory, Matsui, he is here." As he said that, Tojo slowly took out a round thing from behind.
It is the head of Yoshiyuki Matsui.
"Everyone, I, Matsui, will free you now." Matsui, with only one head left, had a weird smile, and there were drops of blood on his neck.
People's pupils dilated and their expressions quickly turned frightened.
"Ohhhhh!!!"
The screams stopped instantly, and the man's head fell to the ground for no reason.
"Come out, take a look inside, and see which one you think is suitable as a container." Tojo Hisumi said with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, the already cold chill in the surroundings seemed to penetrate deep into the bone marrow in an instant, and those people finally couldn't hold it any longer.
The rapid screams disappeared one after another, and finally, their eyes were completely overwhelmed by endless blood.
All the people have melted into pools of blood and submerged into the land.
Subsequently, thirteen beings exuding a dark and gloomy aura poked out from the ground and stood in front of Tojo with a smile.
One of them has no head yet.
Tojo placed Matsui’s head on the headless body. "Hehehe" Tojo Hisumi shrugged his shoulders, and his laughter became more and more unrestrained until he looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahahaha!!! I, Tojo, crawled back from hell! No one can judge me!" No one”
Thirteen people laughed together, the laughter was weird.
Tojo gently stroked the long knife brought by Tojo Hisumi in his hand, with a nostalgic look in his eyes and a sinister tone:
"Since the people here are all trash, then they don't exist. Necessity. No, even Japan is the same now. They are a bunch of waste and cannot be used for much. Let us summon the most reliable soldiers and horses from the underground to rebuild the glory of the empire with our own hands, so that all creatures in the world will bow their heads! What we couldn't do before, we can do it now! Those traitors who are greedy for life will also be liquidated! "Liquidated!"
"Destroyed!" ”
"Glory! Glory!"
Shadows with different appearances raised their arms and roared.
On the ground, blood began to spread. Soldiers wearing old military uniforms and holding bayonets and rifles seemed like evil ghosts crawling out of hell. They also joined in the shouting with their hoarse throats.
At the bronze statue of Omura Masujiro.
Some people who had just knelt down stood up and looked curiously towards the main hall where a group of people had just gathered. Now their field of vision was severely restricted and they could no longer see clearly what was going on there. They just seemed to hear some shouting. Voice.
"Don't be afraid, everyone, as long as we stay here, no evil spirit will dare to do anything to us! The heroic spirits are protecting us! As long as we hold on here and prevent the Special Affairs Bureau from coming back, we will be the heroes of Japan! Even the Emperor will be They will all reward us! Long live the Emperor!”
Someone pulled out a decent saber and shouted loudly.
“Long live!”
“Long live!”
A group of people firmly believed and shouted with excitement.
Some people also wonder if this has anything to do with the Emperor.
"Even if we face the extraordinary, as long as we bravely launch a long-lived charge, the heroic spirits will definitely protect us. Even the extraordinary cannot stop us!"
There are even fanatics clamoring like this.
Just as they were shouting, a group of troops wearing the same old military uniforms and even holding guns from who knows where came trotted over from the main hall. Silently, He surrounded them all around the bronze statue.
Some people are still caught up in the frenzy and cannot extricate themselves, but some more sober people have discovered something strange, but at this time, if they want to leave, they seem to be blocked by these weirdos in the same clothes.
"Hey! Who are you? How come I haven't seen them before?"
Because the other party was wearing the same military uniform, the person who took the lead in shouting just now didn't think they were any bad guys threatening them, so he walked forward to ask without any timidity. , but soon, his eyes lit up and he saw the rifle in the opponent's hand.
"Wow, I spent a lot of money. This is a model, right? Is it real? It even has a bayonet!"
He looked at the gun in the opposite man's hand with envy, and the two of them seemed to They were mirror images, except for the weapons in their hands and the less obvious red and black aura, there wasn't much difference.
Under the cover of the blush all around, he thought it was strange that these people were silent, but he didn't notice anything too unusual.
"Brother, I've seen you these days. Can you borrow this gun?"
Before he finished speaking, he saw the man's lifeless eyes looking at this curious person. A ferocious smile broke out on the junior's face.
The next moment, a cold light flashed past.
The man waved the bayonet like a long knife, and the curious junior in front of him didn't even have time to think about what happened. The last thing he felt was that the world was spinning.
The head wearing an ugly military cap soared into the sky, and the arterial blood from the throat and neck sprayed out, dyeing the already bloody environment with a bloody atmosphere.
"Order, leave no one behind." The soldier greedily licked the remaining blood from the bayonet, looked at the group of people who had fallen into a sluggish state, and shouted, "Long live!"
"Long live!!!"
"Long live!!!"
Facing this group of "compatriots" who were also wearing old military uniforms, these soldiers crawling out of hell didn't have the slightest scruple at all. How did the bayonets in their hands kill in the first place? That's how to swing these days.
My own people? Haha, you are killing one of your own!
The commander-in-chief has an order, but these own people are worthless!
When the real Long Live Charge meets the false Long Live Charge, those people melt like ice and snow in an instant, and their lives are extremely fragile at this moment.
Screams, stumps flying, urine and blood splattering.
The standing bronze statue looked at the tragedy that happened in front of it, and it could only be stained by blood. However, the eyes made of bronze seemed to move slowly.
"Ah!! You can't kill me! I am a loyal minister! I--ka."
A man with his limbs cut off struggled and screamed, but he could not delay the movement of these people for an inch.
They seem to be born for killing, and cruelty is just the most insignificant of many labels.
"My lord! Save us, my lord!"
The remaining survivors hugged the bronze statue tightly and cried.
The soldier smiled ferociously and was about to chop him down with his sword.
Qiang——
Sparks flew, and a bronze hand blocked the knife in advance.
The one who took action was the bronze statue of Omura Masujiro. At this moment, his eyes were extremely complicated.
The second line of defense.
“Omura Masujiro!”
Noguchi Yushi was refreshed. This was a completely unexpected friendly force!
Not only can he see this picture, the on-site command in the four directions of southeast, northwest and the general headquarters all share frontline information.
“Once upon a time, during the Mocheng Rebellion, as the evil thoughts in the ground were absorbed by the Demon Lord, the good thoughts were also emitted. And the former president of the Heaven Node took advantage of the good thoughts of the Master, I fought against the evil thoughts and bought a lot of time."
"I seemed to feel a similar power."
In the communication channel, Ye Jie slowly talked about what happened.
"It's just that this bronze statue doesn't seem to contain much kindness."
Ye Jie said politely.
As a native, Inagaki Miki didn't save any face at all, not even a sneer. She used her 37-degree mouth to say extremely chilling words.
"Because there are not many kind thoughts here and in this land." Inagaki, who was watching the scene at the headquarters with Kuroki Shinizumi, did not show any joy on his face, "Maybe he is because of the many years of I have accumulated some strength during my worship, and now I am inspired by the environment, and I have absorbed the few wandering good thoughts, and I am barely awake."
"But don't put your hope in him, this is just a mantis. The arm blocks the car.”
Inagaki Miki's tone was full of reason, without any emotion.
And everything that happened next confirmed what she said was true.
(End of this chapter)