I am a god in Tokyo

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The demon spider can feel the opponent's movement through the pipe.

It stretched out its legs and explored the pipe. Its huge body squeezed in front of the pipe, as if it wanted to squeeze into it, tearing that weird human woman apart.

Mikoto Misumi in the pipeline was waiting for this opportunity.

Turning around abruptly, he grabbed the protruding legs of the opponent with all his strength.

The huge spider legs have an extremely disgusting feel, and the gray fluff is even more uncomfortable.

When the demon spider found that it was in contact with the opponent, it frantically stretched out another leg, trying to hook out the human inside.

In the next second,

Sansumi Mikoto hugged her legs and ran down the pipe with all her strength.

The demon spider stuck to the wall of the pipe following inertia, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

Its body was unreasonably squeezed into the crack.

Until then, it frantically wanted to pull back its legs, but Sansumi Mikoto didn't give it a chance. With this momentum, it squeezed into the fire hose, and the turbulent and high-pressure water flow in the hose became a boost.

"don't want--"

As soon as the demon spider withdrew a little, it felt a greater force pulling itself.

Under this impact, it only screamed in time, and then completely squeezed into the crack in the pipe.

The pipe suddenly swelled, and disgusting meat paste and unknown liquid escaped from the cracks.

Not long after,

The forensic doctor, who was wet all over, jumped out of the sink.

She leaned on the wall, barely took out the glucose supplement and chocolate from her pocket, and swallowed them quickly, before her face returned to a little rosy.

The forensic doctor swept through the ground meat with a complicated expression.

This time she used the bracelet for more than 4 minutes. When she got out of the pipeline, the missing sugar almost made her faint. Fortunately, the spiritual power in her body was not completely absorbed, and she could still maintain her activities.

She looked at the human-shaped cocoon still hanging on the spider's web, and patted her head vigorously to dispel the drowsy discomfort.

"It's not over yet!"

The forensic doctor staggered and walked towards the spider web.

in the corner.

Uehara Satoru dissipated the divine power brewing at his fingertips.

He wanted to secretly assist the forensic doctor to kill the demon spider, but he didn't expect the other party to use the bracelet so well.

It's like a battle between grotesques and monsters.

Uehara Satoru looked at Sansumi Mikoto, who was exhausted, flicked his fingers, and a ray of diluted divine strength entered the opponent's body, and a few faint red glows fell into the spider web.

Misumi Mikoto took a deep breath and felt much more comfortable.

As soon as she shook the spider web, the human-shaped cocoon plopped down, and the sleeping person inside also groaned in pain and woke up.

The basement is noisy.

On the street, the raging fire has been suppressed.

The smell of smoky barbecue fills the air.

One after another, the spider monsters fell under the firepower of Search Team Nine. They resisted the hot weapons of human industrialization and mass production with their monster power, but died in the joint attack of psychics.

middle of the street,

The Bride of the Net was bruised and short of breath.

The beautiful head is also full of pain and hatred.

It watched the same race die one by one by the hands of humans, like an overwhelming massacre.

Only it can resist human weapons and protect its own race, but it is blocked by the three people in front of it, unable to get rid of the battle, and if it is a little careless, it will be attacked jointly.

The humans on the opposite side were not much better either.

The monk's face was pale, and his steps were sloppy.

One hand of the Onmyoji was crippled, so he could only make seals with one hand to activate the shikigami.

The priest was the least injured, but he also consumed a lot of spiritual power. Looking at the giant spider in front of him, which was seriously injured but not falling down at all, he felt a little frightened.

The gap is too big.

The three of them jointly searched Section [-] and fought fiercely, almost everyone was injured.

Unexpectedly, he barely fought back and forth with the giant spider.

Even the opponent's condition is better.

Is this a monster?

The enemies faced by the ancestors who protect humanity, the sworn enemies of Shintoism, Buddhism, and Yin-Yang Dao throughout history.

If you are not prepared, you will be caught off guard.

I am afraid that such a monster can only be suppressed by asking the priests of the pure rank and the abbot of the temple to take action, right?

sudden,

Two giant giant spiders who were also seriously injured rushed from both sides.

They seemed to be running towards the three of them crazily, making sharp and weird calls.

The bride of the network was taken aback suddenly.

This cry is not a roar to humans, but a cry to it.

Ask it to escape.

These two Giant Spiders had youthful and energetic faces, but with ferocious expressions. When they rushed madly, they were killed by three extraordinary people like chopping melons and vegetables.

Dark green demon blood splashed on the ground.

Like a chain reaction, those spider demons who were entangled in the search of the nine classes, and the only remaining spider demons screamed to let the new bride escape, and no longer ignored the attacks of humans, gathered all the demon power, and rushed towards the monks, priests, and onmyojis. go.

'escape....'

The bride of the network looked at her fellow clansmen who used their lives to protect themselves, and became confused for a while.

It thought of the master.

The master who awakened it from the deep mountains.

After hating all men, after distrusting all men,

It's again, falling in love with someone.

"I can't die here, master needs me, master needs me!"

The bride of the network turned around abruptly, and rushed towards the clubhouse while taking advantage of the cover of her fellow clan.

it remembers,

When the battle occurs, let the people of the same race capture the last remaining humans on the street.

As long as these humans are used as a handle, or replace one of them, there will always be a way to escape this street.

The network bride shrunk, crashed into the clubhouse, and ran towards the basement.

"We'll be safe in no time, don't be afraid."

Low voices, cries, footsteps.

Coming from the corner of the corridor.

The Netbrides lowered their heads, looking down at the stiff and trembling humans.

py: "Detective Kudo Shogawa"

My name is Kudo Shokawa. I was an ordinary person. After meeting that person, my mother died.To catch him, I became a detective.It's a profession that often interacts with the dead as the living to unearth the true story.

This is a very bad profession, because for ordinary people, they will live in a sunny life every day, but for the underworld detective, they will see the dark side of the world every day, and it will happen if they accumulate too much Some special changes, such as the Sima expression that I hang on my face all year.

But I don't regret it, because I have to burn incense when I burn incense, eat what I eat, and do things that I have to do even when there is thunder and lightning.

Always remember, there will be reverberations.

The detective of the underworld, there is no turning back.

On (sell) shelves (tragic) testimonials

Finally, the book will hit the shelves tomorrow

To be honest, I have already developed a fear of being put on the shelves, especially this book, which is considered to be the best book with the best data before it is put on the shelves since I wrote the book

The more this is the case, the more I am afraid of going on the shelves

Worried that this data is just an illusory dream, and when it is on the shelves, reality will grab my clothes and slap me several times

This book is actually very difficult to write. When I wrote the last book, I made a detailed outline and barely reached [-] words per hour.

(I'm just handicapped)

Writing this book, I often sit all day thinking about the plot and rhythm, how to better present the story

So some readers think it's too short, but it's actually a matter of rhythm

The rhythm is slow, so the plot is very short, as if it will be finished soon

I apologize for that

Although the plot is slow, I didn’t add water to it. I have deliberated on every plot and dialogue. As a writer who has never written about daily life and love, writing daily plots is really fatal.

When pushing the main line, I hit hard

When writing my daily life, I am submissive

To ensure that the daily plot is meaningful, instead of simply eating and chatting, the way I can think of is to ambush the plot in the daily life. In the dialogues, plots, and narrations of this book, I intentionally planted the foreshadowing of the world view

This book is very tiring to write, and it is also the one with the best grades so far. I also hope to write a good story, and I hope that the grades can be a little better than the previous book.

Tomorrow I will explode the archived manuscripts, as many as I can explode, and hope to have a first order

The chapters owed before will also be made up in the follow-up. If the first order is 2500, the guarantee will be changed three times

As for the reward, I will open it after paying off the owed update

Speaking of which, I'm very embarrassed

I originally wanted to push the first volume of the plot to the end before it was put on the shelves, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes

I'm so sorry! ! !

Barley

It will be on the shelves tomorrow, and I implore readers and grandpas who have raised books to give me a first order tomorrow.

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