Tokyo Fall Guys beats up the supernatural

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The smile on his lips had vanished, replaced by a clear fighting spirit in his eyes. He had gone to look for Tamamo-no-Mae that morning but had come up empty-handed. Now he was sitting in Lu Zizhen's car, wandering around.

"Go here and wait." Dou Tang handed the phone to Lu Zizhen.

Lu Zizhen, who was in the driver's seat, took the phone without saying anything, because she had just listened to the entire conversation.

He simply floored the accelerator and accelerated.

The powerful jolt pushed Dou Tang into his seat. He stared wide-eyed, his hand gripping the hilt of his sword tightly.

Lu Zizhen let out a wild and ruthless laugh. With this sudden burst of madness from the woman, the sports car transformed into a roaring beast, whipping up a black hurricane on the street.

Chapter 321 The Arrival of Killing Intent

Dou Tang, Lu Zizhen, Huaiyin...

Ninomiya Yuaki, Kurizaki Yueqin, Kamae Ringo...

And there are the hundreds of exorcists in Nikko City, those who maintain the barrier and the city's order...

A massive typhoon, which had been forming around Tamamo-no-Mae, was raging silently over the city.

At this very moment, the howling of the typhoon came from the roar of engines. A black Chevrolet drove down the street, overtaking one car after another with a roar, accompanied by a woman's wild laughter.

This Chevrolet was only delivered last night; it's also one of Lu Zizhen's treasured possessions.

She originally wanted to paint it in Bumblebee colors, but since she wasn't actually a die-hard Transformers fan, she opted for pure black instead.

The long-awaited high-speed driving caused Lu Zizhen's adrenaline to surge. She couldn't wait to see Dou Tang and Yu Zaoqian fight in the streets. She was looking forward to that moment.

She hoped that Dou Tang would become one in a million, a star shining brightly in the sky, radiating a light no less than that of the sun and moon.

Just thinking about Dou Tang slaughtering a mythical monster in front of everyone makes Lu Zizhen's heart race and her blood pressure rise, as if she might faint at any moment.

Only in this way could she feel at ease letting Dou Tang kill her.

Only in this way can her final legacy—death—become valuable.

"Aren't you afraid that a big truck will suddenly dart out and kill us by running a red light like this?!" Dou Tang gripped the hilt of his sword tightly and said sternly.

"Great! It wouldn't be bad if the two of us reincarnated in another world together!" Lu Zizhen laughed and slapped the steering wheel. The black behemoth emitted a piercing whistle as she slapped it, which melted into a strange sound that made people feel tense and oppressed.

It was as if the city was being awakened, as if a beast in the darkness was laughing and banging drums and gongs, waking everyone in the city and loudly announcing the arrival of the end times.

It was announced that the net in this fishpond was about to be tightened, and evil spirits and monsters should flee for their lives.

If you get caught up in it, you're doomed.

What happens next is none of your business, you have no right to interfere or participate.

Accompanied by Lu Zizhen's hearty laughter, the car soon arrived at the internet cafe.

Lu Zizhen whistled and glanced at Dou Tang, saying, "Leave the cleanup to me. I think many people will be drawn here."

"Your battle with Tamamo-no-Mae needs a lot of spectators."

Dou Tang nodded, and then black mist spread out from his collar, condensing into a red helmet that completely obscured his face.

He took off his coat, revealing a dark red shirt and a black suit vest, rolled up his sleeves to show off his strong, muscular forearms, and got out of the car.

Pedestrians on the roadside had already stopped to look at the reckless behavior of the black Chevrolet. When they saw Dou Tang, holding an ancient longsword, get out of the car, they all looked puzzled.

Many of them have seen the video that has recently gone viral online.

Some people even picked up their phones to record the scene before them.

Dou Tang ignored those people. At this moment, all he needed to do was conceal his identity; it didn't matter if he acted a little recklessly.

In my perception, Tamamo-no-Mae's signal is already very clear, right in the internet cafe in front of me.

That signal lurked inside the internet cafe, revealing its malicious side in a world unseen by ordinary people, pricking Dou Tang's senses like needles.

The internet cafe in front of me is a three-story building. The internet cafe culture in Japan is very different from that in China. The facilities here are rudimentary, and it is more of a place for customers to take a short break. It is equipped with various drinks, both free and paid, as well as a wide variety of video discs and a huge collection of books.

All of this is due to the vast difference between the living atmosphere in the countryside and the living atmosphere in the city in Japan. This difference is so great that it has given rise to completely different lifestyles.

For people living in cramped city dwellers, rest is a luxury. For many office workers, it is common to go out drinking after getting off work at 11 pm, drinking at two or three different places until 2 or 3 am, and then getting up at 8 am the next day to go to work.

Energy drinks that sell like hotcakes, stand-up pharmacies that prioritize efficiency, internet cafes that can be used as temporary hotels for rest... these are all products of a distorted concept of rest.

It is also the best place for filth and evil to hide.

Dou Tang, carrying a long sword, walked into the internet cafe in front of him.

The first floor of the internet cafe is a bookstore where books can be rented or purchased. At this moment, the staff at the bar on the first floor saw a person carrying a sword and wearing a helmet walk in and were startled.

The shop assistant came out from behind the counter and reached out to Dou Tang, saying, "Sir, please stop for a moment! Put down what you're holding."

"Don't get in my way." Dou Tang ignored him completely. The blue eyes behind his helmet lit up, and the Kamen Rider-like headgear lit up with compound eyes. The huge blue compound eyes exuded the immense majesty of a demon.

The shop assistant felt an instant pressure transfer to his lungs just from seeing those compound eyes, making it difficult for him to breathe. He took two steps back and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing that the shop assistant didn't stop him, Dou Tang continued walking upstairs.

He stepped up the stairs and passed the self-service beverage area on the second floor, which was decorated like a coffee shop. There were a few people lingering there, and when they saw Dou Tang, they all looked at him with some surprise and doubt.

Dou Tang said loudly, "Leave here immediately."

Then, the blue compound eye swept over everyone on the second floor.

The strong and tall Dou Tang already exuded a powerful killing intent, and now, with the added pressure from Qing Gui, it was enough to break through most people's psychological defenses. Those people left without saying a word, either throwing down their comic books or putting down their half-finished drinks, and hurriedly leaving their seats.

Dou Tang strode towards the third floor, while the others dashed down the stairs to the first floor.

Dou Tang slowly stepped onto the third-floor stairs, and the scene on the third floor gradually appeared before his eyes.

The third floor was dimly lit, with small cubicles, each barely big enough for one person to lie down, arranged on the left and right sides. If it weren't for the sound of keyboards and the occasional voices, Dou Tang would have thought he had entered a morgue where corpses were kept.

His gaze lingered in the distance, where the aura of Tamamo-no-Mae emanated from behind a thin wooden door.

Tamamo-no-Mae did not notice him.

Dou Tang moved forward in silence, without making a sound, like a drifting ghost.

After walking through a long corridor and past a series of creaking wooden doors, Dou Tang arrived at the end of the third floor, a depth without even windows.

Two breathing sounds came from behind the wooden door in front of me.

Gentle and relaxing.

Completely unaware of the impending killing intent.

Chapter 322 Rage

Dou Tang did not rush in; he simply stood at the doorway, carefully listening to the faint breathing sounds mixed in with the noise.

As the sound of breathing gradually amplified in his mind, the clear images of the two people also took shape in his mind.

It was as if his gaze pierced through the door and saw the person behind it.

Her breathing was steady and relaxed; although she was kneeling behind the door, she sounded as if she were already asleep.

It was the breathing rhythm of that ordinary person named Kurizaki Tsukikoto. Tou Tang was certain of it. It was the breathing rhythm of someone who had been bewitched by illusion and was trapped in the illusion.

The other person was breathing rapidly, panting, and nearby came the sound of typing on a keyboard. Clearly, it was Tamamo-no-Mae, who had learned to use a computer, anxiously searching for something.

Dou Tang gently placed his hand on the doorknob and tried to open the wooden door, only to find that the door was not locked.

She was too careless and too panicked, just like when she was being tracked by herself in her previous life; she was filled with panic and her elegance was gone.

And the one who caused all of this was actually Huaiyin?

Dou Tang suddenly realized that Huai Yin's abilities were probably even more amazing than he had imagined.

He gently turned the doorknob, and a figure emerged from the darkness, revealing the narrow room before him.

The computer emitted a bright light, illuminating the woman who had turned around in surprise. She was still shaken, and the fear lingered on her beautiful face.

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Upon seeing Dou Tang wearing a red helmet, her expression turned to extreme panic.

"Good afternoon," Dou Tang said in a deep voice.

"Have you eaten?" His hand rested on the hilt of his sword, and a vast expanse of black mist surged forth in an instant, like countless vicious dogs unleashed from their cages, gnawing and filling the entire room.

Enveloped in black mist, two enormous, azure compound eyes lit up, like the gaze of a demon.

"If you haven't eaten, take this sword."

The next moment, a sharp sword light tore through the thick fog, transforming into a clear light that seemed to cleave the heavens, and slashed down towards Tamamo-no-Mae.

Tamamo-no-Mae's eyes instantly transformed into golden vertical pupils. With a ferocious expression, she dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the sword light.

The sword light continued its momentum, striking the computer and the desk directly. With a loud bang, the monitor was cleanly cleaved in two, and the keyboard shattered with an explosive sound, keycaps flying everywhere.

Tamamo-no-Mae brandished her sharp claws and charged forward.

Her delicate hand flashed with a sharp, cold light, tearing through the air as it reached out to grab Dou Tang's body.

Dou Tang raised his sword to parry, while deliberately retreating, intentionally pulling the battlefield outwards.

Sword blades clashed against her hands, and Tamamo-no-Mae roared, "How did you know I was here?!"

"Look at yourself now, Tamamo-no-Mae," Dou Tang said calmly. "You have no image left at all. Are you that afraid of me?"

Tamamo-no-Mae pressed one hand against the sword in front of her, her eyes widening upon seeing it.

“This is impossible…” she murmured to herself.

Dou Tang swung his sword horizontally, slicing through Yuzao's palm. The cold sword light brought up a splash of blood, and a sweet yet ambiguous scent filled the air.

The blood was spilled on the ground, and its surface was covered with a layer of pinkish light, as if some kind of oil had been extracted from the blood.

Tamamo-no-Mae's blood had this effect in her previous life; anyone who smelled her blood would become impulsive, either manic or excited, with varying reactions.

This master of illusion has imprinted the ability to bewitch life into the soul and flesh of this being.

But it was useless against Dou Tang. Taking advantage of Tamamo-no-Mae's dazed state, Dou Tang thrust out his sword again, aiming for Tamamo-no-Mae's face.

Tamamo-no-Mae dodged the attack, a hint of understanding in her eyes. Although some of her hair was cut off, she remained calm, using the back of her hand to deflect the longsword before slipping in front of Dou Tang.

She reached out her hand, flicking the blood from her palm, which smeared onto Dou Tang's helmet.

Dou Tang took a half step back, completely exiting the room. With ample open space, he swung his hand like a dragon, drew back his longsword, and slashed at Tamamo-no-Mae with a cunning move.

Tamamo-no-Mae laughed instead, stretching out her hands and using her fingertips to tease the sword tip, saying at the same time, "This is not your original sword!"

Her face contorted with rage, she roared, "You dare to deceive me with mere ordinary iron?!"

Suddenly, a golden crown appeared on her head!

At the same time, the voice he had been waiting for finally rang in Dou Tang's mind!

A target holding a crown has appeared nearby! Go and play with it and fight for the crown! Seize the final victory!

Tamamo-no-Mae's long-hidden crown has finally been revealed!

As the crown was born, crimson-gold light swirled in the air. Before Dou Tang could even stand firm, he was pushed back step by step by the powerful impact.

Tamamo-no-Mae's eyes and hair turned crimson gold, and the beautiful blend of red and yellow gave her an air of divinity. However, her narrow eyes held only a surging killing intent.

Tamamo-no-Mae understood that the current Dou-Tang was not as powerful as before.

Now, he is just a human with a stronger physique, not the gatekeeper of Haoli, not the invincible Mr. Ren, and not even... his former sword!

It was not that ancient, bizarre longsword, fed with the blood of countless evil spirits, which gave it a restrained, blood-red aura and could sever a person's soul with a light slash.

Then what do I have to be afraid of?

"Hahahaha..." Tamamo-no-Mae let out a sharp laugh and gently raised her hand.

A pink aura emanated from her and instantly pierced Dou Tang.

Dou Tang parried with his sword, black energy surging from his body. The two streams of resentment collided in mid-air. Upon seeing this, Tamamo-no-Mae's face showed disdain and mockery: "So that's how it is. You've completely lost everything!"

"Having lost your sword, without Hao Li, and only this resentment assimilated by the evil spirit after your judgment, Ren Doutang, what difference is there between you and that evil spirit now?!"

Dou Tang snorted coldly without answering. He noticed that the crown on Tamamo-no-Mae's head was disappearing, but the pink vortex did not stop. This meant that Tamamo-no-Mae's crown ability was not as simple as him controlling resentment.

So what was the purpose of her actions just now?

The strange noises continued in the narrow corridor, so people in the rooms on both sides noticed this unusual phenomenon that could not be ignored even with headphones on, and opened their doors.

Dou Tang initially thought someone had come out to check on the situation, but as he blocked Tamamo-no-Mae's resentment, he glanced to the side and felt a chill in his heart.

The person who came out of the room had empty, lifeless eyes, an expressionless face, and was holding a utility knife in his hand.

The scene that Dou Tang least wanted to see has happened.