But what he didn't know was that during the period when he was in seclusion with "Painting Glass", Tsurumi Aoi had already joined Kamiyagawa's family.

Yoshikoji hugged the strongest thigh in the world of spirits.

In fact, the painter knew very little about the Kamiya River.

Haishi, who controls the Fengmashi organization, simply gathers a group of anti-social "lunatics" who can accept extraordinary powers and provides them with some resources for growth. In fact, he doesn't care about the life and death of these Fengmashi members at all.

He did not provide them with any information about the countermeasures room at all, and even deliberately guided them to fight on their own.

The shady painter has no serious background in the countermeasures room, so naturally he has no way to obtain first-hand information about ghosts and gods' disciples.

And when the painter came out, it happened to be a gap period between Kamiyagawa and Horunji Temple in Kyoto.

Tsurumi Aoi returned to her hometown in Ibaraki.

Therefore, from a painter's perspective, there is nothing unusual about the Tsurumi family's granddaughter these days.

Through his observations around Yoshikoji Temple, the only thing worth noting today is——

During the day, a cute and harmless strange girl came to Yoshikoji Temple to play with Tsurumi Aoi.

That's all.

In order to successfully abduct Tsurumi Aoi and transform her into that perfect glass, the painter has been preparing for a long time.

Now "Hua Zhong Liu Li" has just become an Aragami, and his strength has greatly increased.

The painter didn't want to delay it any longer. If it were delayed any longer, the "glass in the painting" would become weak because it would not have the power of faith that the Arakami needed.

Moreover, Tsurumi Aoi is almost 18 years old.

There is just over a year left until I turn 19.

Paranoid and morbid, the painter who only wants to mold Tsurumi Aoi into the "perfect glass" in his mind doesn't have much time left.

He must take action.

…

clang!

The red and pale blades bit together again, and the sputtering red and white light tore apart the twisting darkness around them.

The painter holding a smiling face took several steps back, already looking a little embarrassed.

On Tsurumi's side, the red ghost aura on Ichimonji and the blessing power given to her by Mary became stronger and stronger, making her become more and more courageous as she fought, seemingly tireless.

If he keeps playing like this, until Painter's strength is exhausted, he will lose to Tsurumi Aoi at home.

The painter, who was already restless because of the completely unknown changes outside, had already realized this. He raised the big wakki in his hand and said, "Granddaughter of the Tsurumi family, I don't want to hurt you."

Tsurumi Aoi doesn't like this at all.

Her brows furrowed slightly with disgust, and without saying a word, she raised the knife and continued the pursuit.

The words fell with a scream that broke through the air.

On the smiling Qingjiang in the painter's hand, a cold and strange sword flashed once again, and an illusory and sinister face came out from directly in front of him, blocking the sword.

Then in the painting, the squirming black became thicker and overflowed.

The painter's figure flashed and disappeared into the thick, snot-like black.

"These……"

Tsurumi Aoi narrowed her eyes slightly and felt something was wrong.

In the space, the messy black juice covered her ankles in an instant, and like melted asphalt, it hindered her movements...

On the other side of the battlefield——

Xiaolu's team is playing smoothly.

"YoYo!"

Red Deer, who was roaming flexibly on the battlefield, seized the opportunity and once again summoned the aura of "blindness and stupidity" to control Liuli.

"You are the bad guy who treats me like a top!"

"Fur!"

Mimizi and Sanglang attacked from both sides.

The smooth skin of the powerful little kappa is covered with a thin layer of flowing water, which originates from the small bowl above her head. Miyako, who is now a D-level, only needs to spread out a little kappa water.

It can be controlled to become a considerable amount of water flow, which can give her a very good combat boost.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Miyako jumped up on the spot and hit Liuli with a heavy punch in the face.

This punch hit, and half of Liuli's ferocious face was dented, twisting together like a ball of crumpled paper.

Sending Wolf, who attacked the enemy's back with a golden dagger in his mouth, also succeeded simultaneously.

By the time it fell back to the ground gracefully and lightly, a large gash had already opened on Liuli's back.

However, no flesh and blood were ever seen, and the wound looked like a piece of withered paper being cut open.

Whoosh!

The imperial incense burner in Lu Yewu's hand drew a sharp arc in the air.

He hit Liuli hard on the chest.

Continuous three-party attacks, although Liuli was briefly awakened from Red Deer's control.

But the solid damage still caused the evil ghost in the painting to fall to the ground.

Xiaolu seized the opportunity, raised the muzzle of the Glock, and spared no effort to pour out firepower.

A total of seventeen bullets engraved with Sanskrit were fired, and the first seven or eight hit Liuli's body, further injuring her with holes.

But the subsequent bullets failed to hit the target.

This is not because Xiaolu's marksmanship is not accurate. She has practiced shooting well in the strategy room. She has no problem hitting immovable targets at this distance.

But the problem is that during the process of Luyewu's pursuit of victory, the space of the picture suddenly changed.

Liuli, who was lying on the ground, was engulfed by the overflowing thick black, and his injured body suddenly disintegrated and blended into the environment.

"Well?"

Kanoya knew something was wrong, so he called the shikigami to gather around him, and quickly joined the junior sisters on the other side, standing side by side.

Then, in the sight of the two girls, colors suddenly rolled out of the thick black in the environment——

Red, yellow, orange, green, purple...

Countless intense colors collide together like a violent flood.

These colors do not simply merge, but impact and penetrate each other in an almost wild way, as if competing for every inch of space. They tear and entangle with each other, sometimes blending into one, and sometimes acting independently.

Such a strong collision of colors makes people feel a bit like those corpse paintings painted by painters.

It is extremely rich, dazzling, bizarre, and suffocating, with a ferocious aura of death.
Chapter completed!