Haoji was in a given room, taking a long bath, wrapped in a sense of nothingness, after raping and murdering the girl he had taken.
"What is this..."
Back to the room, Haoji groans. There were several displays in the room reflecting the city of Shinjuku, all of which showed a festival full of people.
I don't understand why you're having a festival. I suspected by mistake that it reflected what was going on in another city, but it's not like that either.
Haoji hates festivals.
"Son of a bitch, this guy always seems to enjoy himself. Because we planted fear with these fools..."
Seeing how people are doing, a black flame burns in the back of Haoji's chest.
(Even I... wanted to enjoy the festival with someone... When I was little, I had friends like that, so why did it disappear? What did I do...? Why am I looking at you like this...)
For Hao Ji, the world is an enemy. Someone in the world is having fun with someone. That's all I can't forgive. I can't help being jealous.
I get a call. It was my first incoming call, but I didn't notice Haoji, who was in the bath.
'That festival is out of the way. That weakens the spirit, and makes it impossible to interfere with the inhabitants'
Upon hearing from Abdiel, Haoji spreads a distorted grin.
"Then why don't we just kill them and force them to stop the festival?"
'That's right. I'll have you do that. Wouldn't that be easy? Paint your joy with fear. "
Abdiel ordered in a grumpy manner and hung up.
"Knock it off... Mr. Abdiel is a really good man. He orders me to do what I want."
He leaks laughter, and Haoji wears clothes.
"I am the use of God. You're the ones who enjoy making me look like that, you're the devil..."
Towards the people enjoying the festival on the screen, Haoji threw up with plenty of ridicule and hatred.
Mike de Benjamin and Kenny Hamilton are soldiers of a private oil field store.
They were both severely injured and seemed to interfere with their daily lives, but tissue treated them with cyborg surgery so that they could move.
The organization invested in them and helped them for a reason. Because they were both criminal temperaments and very distorted in character. Such are highly appropriate to possess the Spirit of Power.
The two were headed to West Shinjuku 6th Street. This place around the junction is taking place with a particular concentration of festivals. It is clear that it is to kill the power of the Spirit in the kingdom.
(Do you want to kill them, or can I kill these guys...)
Benjamin laughs when he sees the festivals for fun. His nerves, which were possessed by the Spirit of Power but which had originally persisted in the world, resented and twisted men, are even stranger. I have no hesitation in killing strangers.
"Hi-ha-ha!
With a voice of joy, as Benjamin opened his large mouth with a takoyaki outdoor shop, Benjamin's face swelled and enlarged, just the height of his face, to a size exceeding three meters.
Benjamin inhales heavily. Angry momentum sucked air into Benjamin's mouth, and even the octopus baker, the dewstore and the guests sucked into Benjamin's mouth.
The people around him were a little bit confused by that too unusual event. There are many who wonder if they are dreaming.
"It's unrealistic, and it doesn't scare me."
Hamilton laughs bitterly as he watches from above. He wrapped his entire body in a cloak of white cloth, floating about the height of the fourth floor of the building.
Benjamin performs further aspiration. Once the aspiration is carried out, it can also be said that the weakness in its ability requires between breaks.
Four human beings at once entered Benjamin's big mouth and were quickly sucked in and disappeared.
However, no matter how many faces have become huge, the entire outdoor store and the number of people is a very difficult size to get into.
"Phew!
Benjamin screamed and spit out everything he just inhaled.
The majority of them were finely fragmented, but some of the prototypes were also fastened. Hands left just ahead from the wrist, legs left just ahead from the ankle, faces with only eyeballs and nose, chest with only one breast and lung, uneven spinal cord, heart, brain missing in half, etc. can be seen falling into a large amount of blood buildup, along with pieces of flesh that have been splinters.
Fear finally broke out here and some screamed.
More Benjamin activates his abilities and inhales two women who tried to escape.
"Uh, my current daughter, she was a little cute. No body."
Hamilton groans and lowers altitude. And move forward Benjamin.
Next to the human vacuum cleaner appeared a mysterious cloak man flying. Besides, people have an ominous feeling because they laugh naggingly at this situation. This man also suspects that it might be one crack in the slayer. That reading was correct, but despite the fact that it was correct, no one tried to move immediately.
Countless pieces of white cloth wrapped around Hamilton's body, becoming the size of a handkerchief, dancing through the universe flickering.
The cloth movement was extremely unnatural. Not that it was left to the wind, but it looked like an organism flying with will, to some.
Eventually the white cloth rides the shoulder of one of the crowd. Next to it, it was stuck to his face.
Clothed shoulders rotted rapidly, and next to them, his face was rotting.
"Is it hard to understand what I'm capable of because it's night?
Whoever rots his shoulders screams, and whoever rots his face falls silently sideways. Hamilton sighs even though he can propagate more fear if that rotten face is exposed.
When Benjamin started sucking further, people fled one after the other. Even if you haven't seen the scene, the oral message tells you that someone has appeared who has begun to kill people, and is in the desperate shape of those who run away with the crowd, so that people rush to escape without knowing.
(It's an easy task. Funny, I was so happy until just now, but it didn't take long for this to happen)
Hamilton laughs slightly when he sees the sight.
That Hamilton's head was shot out of the back and he fell to the ground smiling.
"If the enemy goes wild, there will be a few dead people."
The shake of shooting Hamilton whines with his guns in his hands.
"Miso, Meteo!
A scream shouted, and countless chunks of mistletoe poured down from above into the sucking benjamin.
"Naughty ooh!?
Benjamin lifts his giant face up and aspirates a pouring mass of mistletoe.
Aiming at that machine with the suction direction pointing upwards, Massago and Ten Nights each walk from left to right, approaching Benjamin.
"Mezzillo Hell Poke!
Massago tears his enlarged left eye with his fingernails and sticks a knife in his right eye for ten nights.
"Ohhhhh!
Benjamin confused by the sight deprived shock and interrupting aspiration.
There the black sickle appears through the subspace tunnel, penetrating deep into Benjamin's enormous head.
Shake keeps the gun in place and does nothing.
"If there were so many people, I wouldn't be able to shoot them... This guy was in the air, so he saved me."
Looking down at the wreckage of Hamilton, the shaking squeaks. Even it's a penetrating gun, so if you shoot it, you're almost certain to push it through the back, and the other humans are going to shoot it off.
When the sickle pattern was drawn, a vertical slice entered Benjamin's head and blood erupted flashly. Eventually the head returns to its original size and the wretched remains of Benjamin lie down.
"I killed the Phantoms!?
"Wow! There was no such thing as a righteous ally!
"Thank you. Thank you."
"I mean, isn't that Eko? Lovely!"
"Sister over there, she's so beautiful"
"Aren't you cute with that big gun over there?
A cheer is sent to the four of us who gently retreated from Hamilton and Benjamin, who slaughtered the people.
"I thought fear would interrupt the festival, but it's not...?
The shake relieves him when he sees how it is, and lowers the gun.
"Maybe we should stay here for a while. Besides, you should make a call. Do it ten nights."
"What!? Why me? I think you're better at shaking like that."
I was commanded to scream ten nights in disgust.
"Your appearance is more convincing. I'm on the side of justice."
"It's just cosplay."
"Don't you know that when just cosplay defeats a bad Phantom, you rank up as a righteous hero? Just do it quick."
"Ugh..."
Ten nights, commanded and perceived with a tight tone and gaze, go forth before the crowd.
"Er... Minasa..."
"Low voice"
"Guys, come on. Ahhh! Listen to me. Ow, ow, ow!
I get caution from behind with a doth gracious voice, and the ten nights scream in a fuckin 'mood.
"People who are doing bad things by letting go of monsters and ghosts, trying to interrupt the festival, trying to kill people, but we've been here for a while and we're trying our best to protect them. Soooo! If the festival is interrupted, before we can get out of here for long, we lose the power of the bad spirits and everyone trapped becomes one of the spirits! Keep the festival energetic power alive! That's it! It was a mediroemeralder, an ally of justice. Ah!
'Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Finally, when I gave him a name and drowned my head deeply, he cheered with tremendous momentum.
"Ten nights...... well done"
"Be that one."
Seeing the sight, Niyanya laughed and clenched her fist, and a sympathetic and clapping Massago.