"Is the second monster a schinitui?"

Isayama Min, who was reading information to himself, used his extraordinary jumping power to walk between the rooftops of the building. The gray-white long hair of a lily drifted in the wind. The white and blue dojo clothes on the top and blue make Isayama Min look very heroic.

After arriving at the target location, Isaiyama did not immediately go to the underground passage where the Kamaii is located, but instead set up some vigilant barriers nearby.

After everyone's analysis, she had already clearly understood that Santukawa and Hong were about to attack her. Although Shirai Yue said that he would arrive for only one minute, Isaiyama, who didn't know Shirai Yue's strength, did not intend to place all hopes on such a stranger.

Isayama knew that these barriers used for alert could not stop Santu River and Hiro. She only hoped that these barriers would allow her to discover Santu River and Hiro earlier and help her gain more time.

After making preparations, Isaiyama gently wiped away the sweat stains that did not exist on his forehead. He put the sword Lion King on his waist and came to the underground passage with his naginata in his hand.

This is an abandoned underground passage, just like the school that Shiraizuki arrived before, it was a product of the economic depression in the past few years. Over the years, some abandoned facilities have been re-opened, but some places are still abandoned. These abandoned places are the best places for monsters to hide.

On weekdays, D-level vengeful spirits gather here. In order to prevent people from entering here by mistake, or if there are too many vengeful spirits gathering, the disaster relief room will send people to these places to clean up every once in a while.

What made Isayama a little troubled was that in order to encircle and suppress those powerful monsters during this period, these places have not been cleaned up, and now there are many D-level vengeful spirits accumulated here.

As the naginata was waving, all the closest vengeful spirits were divided into two. Isaiyama was like a dancer, blooming himself in the dark and deep passage. The dance called life and death brought a storm in the center of countless vengeful spirits. Soon the vengeful spirits that seemed to almost block the passage became scattered.

Isayama Ming did not relax. She knew very well that these vengeful spirits were just appetizers for this spiritual elimination operation, and the real enemy had not yet appeared!

While carefully dealing with the remaining resentful spirits in the passage, Isaiyama walked towards the depths of the passage. Seeing that he was about to step into a dark area, Isaiyama couldn't help but stop, then took out a lighting stick from his clothes and threw it in front.

After all, it is an abandoned passage. After so many years, many facilities have been seriously aging. It is already very good to have two lamps that can still be used. Most areas are dark like this without any fingers.

The Super Disaster Countermeasure Room cannot re-pull the wires here for a weekly de-spirit removal operation. The project is too big and it will not be worth the effort. Therefore, the Super Disaster Countermeasure Room equipped everyone with a certain amount of lighting rods. These lighting rods are not enough to illuminate the entire passage like lights, but it is no problem to provide a brighter environment for the de-spirit removal personnel.

After the passage was illuminated, the resentful spirit who had originally lurked in the shadows and roared out and then disappeared under the sword of Isaiyama.

I have to say that after equip everyone with lighting sticks, there are fewer and fewer cases of such resentment in the shadows. There is no problem in describing it in a sentence.

Asakusa Isayama moved forward step by step, cleaning up the resentful spirits along the way, and soon she arrived at the edge area where the first lighting rod could illuminate.

Standing at the junction of black and white, Isaiyama hesitated for a moment.

The clothes she wore were dojo clothing, which means that something could be placed on the waist, so she only brought three lighting sticks, so it might not be enough if the lighting sticks continued like this.

Although she is not afraid of fighting in the dark environment, it is better to do less of this kind of thing. What she wants to deal with tonight is not just the D-level vengeful spirit and the sickle weasel that seems to have reached the B-level rank, but also Santukawa and Hong are looking for opportunities on the side, and this is not what she does to die.

After estimating the remaining distance of this passage, Isaiyama took out the second lighting stick from his clothes. According to the information I wrote down before, the remaining length of this passage should be enough, so Isaiyama decided to continue moving forward, but at the moment Isaiyama threw the second lighting stick forward, a sudden change occurred!

A strong wind suddenly blew from the depths of the passage, accompanied by the whistling sound, and in an instant, it had arrived at Ai Yamatsu!

Isayama subconsciously sided his body, and at the same time raised his knife and stroked his original position. This stroke made Isayama raise his eyebrows lightly, and she felt that she had cut something.

The pain from her cheek made Isayama Sei couldn't help but frown slightly. She glanced at the lighting stick in two in front of her, sighed dissatisfied with her slackness, and then looked back with a serious expression.

Under the illumination of the intact lighting rod, a huge figure, but like a thin paper, floated in the air, with a sharp blade like a sickle embedded in its withered hands.

This is the goal of Ai Isayama tonight Ming, the Scythei.

Judging from this half-baked human figure, the level of this sickle is just like this, but its characteristic of riding the wind still makes it squeeze into the category of B-level monsters, and ordinary people really can't deal with it.

But Isayama Ming is not an ordinary person, she is the next leader of the Isayama family!

Holding the naginata tightly with both hands, Isayama Min stared at the every move of the Kamaii, and his whole body was like a tense bowstring. As long as there was any movement of the Kamaiiiii, Isayama Min would be slashed with all his heart!

As if he had noticed the danger, the sycamore tilted his head slightly, not daring to do whatever he wanted. For some reason, a hint of fear gradually arose in his heart.

However, Kamaitae quickly suppressed this fear. As a rare legend in Japan, Kamaitae has a lot of fear. As a powerful monster, how could he be oppressed by humans with his momentum in one-on-one?

Immediately, wind began to flow around the body of the sycamore. Seeing that the attack exactly like the one just now was about to come, Isaiyama seemed to have not seen it, and still maintained a posture of accumulating momentum.

Being underestimated by this, the Kamaitae can no longer hold back. Her restless heart completely wiped away the worries that lingered in her heart. After howling, the Kamaitae suddenly turned into a wind and rushed towards Isaiyama!

The strong wind whistled in my ears, and the two hands of the sycamore came towards me, as if I was about to cut Isaiyama into pieces in the next moment. At this moment, Isaiyama moved!

Like a light passing through the shadows, Isaiyama rushed forward quickly, waving the blade in his hand at the same time, slashing hard towards the front!

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Chapter completed!