Horror/Fear Anime: Starting with a Tomie Hairstyle

Chapter 367 I am not a savior

"Tap, tap, tap."

The footsteps grew closer.

In the dimly lit basement, the walls and floor were stained with blood, and the mutilated corpses on the wooden table were enough to show the cruelty that had happened.

Faced with these nauseating scenes, Jiu Zhiche remained expressionless, glanced at them casually, and then focused his gaze on a recessed hole in the wall.

"Cough cough."

A small figure crawled out of the hole, looking like a rag doll, with its limbs bent to varying degrees and half of its body covered in blood.

Jiuzhi Che frowned slightly and used a healing ball on Aze Qiantan, leaving 29 balls remaining.

He doesn't lack this thing, and it's of little use to him anyway.

In an instant, Aze Qiantan's wounds healed, and she lowered her head, remaining silent.

"Where did the Matryoshka Doll Demon you mentioned go?"

"I don't know... He ran away after he hurt me, but he probably went to find a new skin."

Aze Qiantan felt humiliated, having been crippled by a newborn demon who had been abandoned by her. She had no face to live with anymore.

Jiuzhiche didn't care what she was thinking. "You only said that Gerald wanted to create demons, but you didn't say its purpose. Does it want to create chaos?"

"Yes... the more chaotic the human world becomes, the weaker the power of correction will be. If we build a teleportation array, the less energy will be needed."

As a half-human, half-demon being, Aze Qiantan's thinking is no less than that of an adult, and he can make fairly accurate deductions about many things based on just a few words.

"Go back first, and keep an eye out for any babies being transported, and their destination."

Aze Qiantan nodded, then hesitated for a moment, looking at Jiu Zhiche with some anticipation, "Brother, can you pat my head?"

"We'll talk about it after you finish your undercover work."

"oh......"

After taking a few steps, a hand suddenly landed on her head. Aze Qiantan looked up in surprise and saw Jiuzhi Che's almost cold face.

Be careful.

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It is not difficult for a demon to create chaos.

I didn't do it before because I didn't want to draw attention to the need for corrections.

Now it's done...

Their scheme is likely to succeed soon.

The Matryoshka doll project is one part of the acceleration process.

Jiuzhiche quickly figured these things out during his journey.

Moreover, since it's called a plan, it's definitely not just a nested doll-like thing like the first one.

While using the jump to search for Hikari Kazuya's whereabouts, Kujiro Tetsuya called the First Generation Tomie.

"Tomie, send a message to all Tomies, telling them to be on the lookout for demons in the vicinity, and to eliminate them if a riot breaks out."

"...Yes, I said it."

The first generation Tomie's voice was slightly nasal, as if she hadn't yet recovered from last night's frenzy.

Then, she smiled with a hint of amusement: "Ah Che, they said you have to go and keep them company afterwards."

"..." Jiu Zhiche took a breath, quickly calmed down, "No problem."

He wasn't afraid; he just felt that spending time with them would take too long and interfere with his important work. He still wanted to destroy the Demon Society, seal the Curse of Vengeance, find Ayako, and destroy Hellstar.

Agree to it first, and then adapt to the situation as needed.

The First Generation Tomie was displeased and said coldly, "I'll kill one for every one you accompany."

"If you kill one of them, I'll lock you up for a year. Once you're in that dark room, don't even think about coming out."

"snort!"

First Generation Tomie knew that Kujiro Tetsu was capable of such a thing, and that the so-called "little dark room" would only leave her alone, so she stopped dwelling on it. "This time, you'll have to repay me a hundred times for passing on this message!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

No wonder he's the embodiment of desire; he could say it a hundred times over.

Hehe... She dares to say that there's nothing Jiu Zhiche wouldn't dare to do.

"The aura of a demon."

Following the faint scent, Jiu Zhiche arrived at a commercial street.

This place is packed with people; if a demon were to suddenly unleash his power, he could easily wipe out dozens of people with a wave of his hand.

In the demon's eyes, dozens of people were seen to possess a demonic aura.

It can't all be demons, can it?

and many more!

Jiu Zhiche's expression darkened slightly as he noticed a thin line running wildly across people's bodies.

Everyone who was touched by the thin thread underwent a slight change.

Their expressions were empty and blank, yet they were trying their best to maintain a human appearance.

We can't delay any longer.

It seems a grand hypnosis performance is needed.

"Huff~ Huff~"

Everyone looked up at the sky at the same time. What was going on? A strong wind had suddenly picked up.

"bass--!"

The silver coin was tossed into the air, spinning continuously, its crisp sound echoing and amplifying as it clattered in the wind.

"You saw nothing. Now, go home..."

As soon as Jiu Zhiche finished speaking, everyone on the street lowered their heads and hurriedly left. In no time, only a few dozen people with empty expressions remained.

This area became a vacuum, and people unconsciously avoided these people, even ignoring them.

The isolating effect of telekinesis is very good.

"Click, click—"

Dozens of people twisted their joints at the same time, their heads suddenly turning towards Jiu Zhiche's direction.

"Who do you think you are... a savior?"

The deliberately lowered, husky voice sounds sophisticated, maybe 80% cool, out of 100.

The fine threads on people twisted and slid down, eventually converging together, and Hikizuki appeared.

His body was covered with layers upon layers of skin, at least dozens of them, some of which were even oozing blood.

Hikiri Kazuya's already gloomy face became even more so, taking on a completely dark gray hue. "Ten thousand, just ten thousand people, and I can officially be incorporated into the demon ranks with my younger siblings? You're from the official human organization, aren't you? Heh heh heh, interesting..."

Another person who has forgotten their roots.

Jiuzhiche, too lazy to waste words, drew his skull sword and went straight to the point.

This sword strike will be swift.

Before Hikiri Ichiya could finish spouting his trash talk, he felt a chill on his neck, and the next moment, his head tilted to the side.

"puff--"

His head fell to the ground.

At the same time, the people who had been drugged surrounded him, their fierce gazes fixed on Jiu Zhiche.

On the surface, they are still ordinary people, but in reality, they are all just fleeting illusions.

"Purify".

The purification process was divided into dozens of parts, and people's skin disappeared instantly, leaving only flesh and bones.

When the threads of Hiragi Ichiya differentiated on them, they peeled away their skin, and the skin that still existed on the surface was merely an illusion.

Regardless of its strength, its efficiency alone far surpasses many other strange phenomena.

No wonder Gerald Ron created such a monster.

It's purely for creating chaos and conflict.

In times of chaos, the seven sins are more likely to be born.

Dozens of people, like puppets, fell one after another; they died without even a chance to be saved.

Hikiri Ichiya reattached his head and retreated silently.

He's become arrogant, but he's not stupid.

If you don't escape, you'll die!

He took one step, then stopped; he had no choice but to stop.

The next second, his body split in two in different directions. This time, the sword strike, imbued with purification, caused him excruciating pain, and then, in agony, he turned to ashes.

Half of her face fell off, and Jiu Zhiche recognized her; it was their sixth sister.

Unfortunately, being born into such a strange family means either bringing destruction to others or bringing destruction upon oneself.

The skull sword was driven into the face for purification.

The last trace vanished into thin air.