I am a god in Tokyo

Just when he was about to leave, his body froze slightly.

Before, there were negative emotions of Ueda's mother and daughter in the house, which covered up a certain smell, but now that the emotions have dissipated, Uehara Satoru can smell a subtle, weird smell that cannot be discerned at all if it is not for the improvement of the five senses.

Not grotesque, not sneaky.

Distinguish between the breath of the two.

Cold, strange.

He followed the Yin Qi that was about to dissipate, raised his head to look at the ceiling, turned around, and appeared in the attic above the ceiling.

Attics are much cleaner than houses.

Not only are there no footprints, but there are no traces of bugs or mice. Except for the sundries placed, there is no living thing to be seen.

just like--

Are they all eaten up?

Uehara Satoru pursed his lips, summoned the golden seal, held it upside down in his hand, and searched for it along the breath trace.

at last,

He found the source.

It was a white silk thread, stuck in the pile of sundries, it was extremely inconspicuous, if it wasn't for Uehara Satoru's perception of this breath clearly, I'm afraid it would have passed by.

Uehara Satoru pulled off the silk thread and rubbed it twice.

"Spider silk."

He murmured softly.

The white silk thread turned out to be a spider silk, but compared to ordinary spider silk, it was much thicker and thinner, and had excellent toughness, requiring a little force to break.

And it remains sticky.

The stickiness of the silk remains for up to a week.

If it still obeys the principles of ordinary spiders, then the existence of this spider silk has returned to this house within a week and hid in the attic.

Think carefully.

Uehara Satoru looked at the spider silk in his hand, his expression darkened.

Enlightenment arose in his heart, and he finally understood what this breath was?

Demonic.

This is a monster at work.

In this world, there are not only fog, rich rivers and ghosts, but also monsters.

Although the demonic aura was weak, Uehara Satoru could still grasp the strength of this spider demon, so he was relieved.

This spider demon is weaker than Imamura Yuyoshi who searched Section [-] in terms of strength.

If it is one-on-one, Imamura Yuyoshi will fight head-on.

Coupled with the fact that humans will cooperate and use tools, it is not a problem to deal with this ungrateful spider demon.

The premise is to find the position of the other party.

Be prepared.

Rather than being caught off guard.

"Where will you be?"

Uehara Satoru took the spider silk in his hand, escaped from the dwelling, and came to the corner of the surveillance blind spot.

There was a crimson divine power brewing in his palm.

The spider silk was gradually dyed red, slowly suspended, and floated towards the north.

Uehara Satoru tried to use his divine power to search for the veins of the spider silk monster energy, but he succeeded in one attempt. He hesitated a little, and ran after him.

*

Setagaya is known as the wealthy district of Tokyo's 23 wards.

Although in the eyes of urban areas like Minato, where every inch of land is expensive, Setagaya's wealthy area can only be a frog at the bottom of a well.

But it does not hinder the comfort of this urban environment.

There are not so many high-rise buildings, the green plants cover a wide area, and the housing construction is also the kind of small and fortunate one-family building.

Uehara Satoru follows the spider silk and rides a private railway.

Going around,

In the evening, come to the northern part of Setagaya Ward, near the streets of Suginami Ward.

This is a bustling commercial street.

It is not as literary and artistic as Shimokitazawa, nor as luxurious as Ginza, nor is it like Kabukicho, which is full of life, just like walking on the street, you can see it everywhere.

Stationery store, convenience store, yakiniku restaurant, izakaya, [-] yen store.

The aroma of the barbecue shop is permeating, and the izakaya is staggering. There are people coming and going on the street, there are parents with their children, and office workers walking into the izakaya together. There are fried noodle stalls and oden stalls on both sides.

Laughter, hawking, shouting, chatting.

A strong breath of life is formed, rushing towards the face.

Everyone had a smile on their face.

Uehara Satoru stood at the entrance of the street, terrified.

He seemed to be standing at the door of a cold lair, watched by countless pairs of eyes.

The spider silk that pulled him burned without wind, and quickly disappeared in the air.

Its mission has been accomplished.

This seemingly warm street is like a ghost cave in Uehara Wu's eyes. Nearly half of the people on the street exude an undetectable ghostly aura, which permeates in the scent of delicious food.

Discomforting, disgusting.

Uehara Satoru carried his schoolbag, pretended to be a passing student, and stepped into the street.

He either stays at the food stand or chooses in the stationery store, no different from ordinary students.

But the feeling of being watched by the nest animals lingered.

Whether it is the uncle with a bright smile at the fried noodle stand, or the gentle grandmother at the [-] yen shop, while doing the work in hand, it seems that countless eyes have been opened, looking at everyone on the street.

at last,

Following the vein of the evil spirit, Uehara Satoru stagnated slightly, and while continuing to walk forward, he looked at the building in front of him from the corner of his eye.

This is an entertainment club with ambiguous lights.

There are office workers walking together and laughing and joking walking into it.

Entertainment clubs like this have been formalized in Japan. Of course, minors are also rejected.

Uehara Satoru pretended to be a young man with red face but not squinting, and left straight away, and then stepped out of this street.

He stretched out his hand to wipe it in front of his eyes.

Opened the eyes to identify evil spirits.

When the pupils of his eyes were slightly flushed, he glanced at the street from the corner of his eyes.

The street is still the same street.

But people are no longer people.

Whether it is a shop owner or a street stall, they have all changed from humans to strange-looking spiders. The upper body is human-like, and the lower body is a spider. It has a ferocious face, eight legs and four eyes.

An unaware mortal stood beside the spider, looking towards the fried noodle stall, sniffing the aroma.

"Boss, it smells delicious!"

The spider stared greedily at the human being, its chelicerae rubbed against its pedicles, making a hearty uncle sound.

"I'm an old name!"

From its lower jaw, a trace of viscous and unclear transparent liquid flowed out, mixed into the fried noodle dish that was fragrant but couldn't tell what the ingredients were.

Uehara Satoru observed the scene calmly.

Then look at the entertainment center passing by.

These spider monsters have no threat to him, only the entertainment center, the rich monster aura is almost substantial, undulating like breathing rhythm, like dark ink, swallowing light.

There is a big monster inside, which is far stronger than other spiders.

Uehara Satoru sensed the evil spirit, and then judged.

This is a monster whose strength is close to the real body of his god.

Chapter 56 The Network Bride

The real body of the god.

It is the heyday state when Uehara Satoru is within the jurisdiction and the authority is in hand.

It can summon the golden seal of the gods to suppress evil spirits.

You can order the earth to come and go freely.

From the rank nine deity, although it is an insignificant deity in the heavenly system, it is also an orthodox deity, with divine power close by, it has already stepped into the world that mortals cannot touch.

Compare with the understanding of Yuanwu above.

When encountering ghosts, you don't even need to use the gold seal. Divine power is the natural enemy of ghosts and ghosts.

When encountering grotesques, in addition to the weird characteristics, you can also turn your palms to suppress them.

Even if it is the only Transcendent organization in contact, search Class Nine.

On the premise that they are not prepared and do not use regular military forces, as long as they enter the Toyosaki area, Uehara Satoru can wipe them out.

Before Uehara Satoru came into contact with the extraordinary world, he thought that the world was full of monsters like Fu Jiang.

Only after real contact did I feel that there was a deviation from my imagination.

Not to mention anything else, at least Search Nine Classes is weak in Uehara Satoru's opinion.

Of course, this weak point is to take this team out alone. Behind the search nine courses is a modern country with a lot of resources that can be deployed. If you look at it as a whole, that is the existence that Uehara Satoru dare not underestimate for the time being.

He is not head-to-head with the official.

exactly,

Uehara Satoru was only moved when he saw this monster energy.

A monster that can only be suppressed by using the power of the god seal in Toyosaki?

Can't afford it!

Without any hesitation, Uehara Satoru turned and left.

*

Entertainment Center, [-]th Floor.

The deep corridor leads to the end, the further you go in, the weaker the light.

"I'd better go back!"

The office worker man was gently held by the girl's hand, his face was flushed from drinking, but his eyes were very tangled.

"My wife is still at home waiting for me to go back—"

He wanted to break free from the girl's hand, but was surprised to find that the other's soft and cold hand seemed to be stuck to his hand, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

Is it because the opponent is strong, or is his will not strong enough?

Men can't tell the difference.

"Is this your first time here?"