Chapter 187: The Falling Elevator, The Exorcist's Entrapment Operation
At this moment, Hiratsuka Shizuka suddenly questioned her entire life.
From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever said she was ugly.
But now, Hiratsuka Shizuka truly started to doubt.
Why is this woman in black mourning clothes, who obviously has extremely strong possessiveness towards Yoru, completely not jealous of me?
Is my appearance really not even comparable to a showerhead?
What brand is this showerhead?
No, that's not the point....
"Alright, I'll go first."
Yoru glanced at Onimaru Kunitsuna transformed into human form and emphasized again.
"Remember, anything can happen to the others, but this person..."
He pointed to Hiratsuka Shizuka beside him, who was lost in thought about something and seemed to have lost the highlights in her eyes.
"You must protect her well."
"Don't worry, Master."
"Then I leave it to you, Little Tsuna (Xiao Gang)."
After Yoru left, Onimaru Kunitsuna watched his retreating back, and an obvious flush appeared on her charming and exquisite face.
"Master... actually called me Little Tsuna~"
Looking at the expression on Onimaru Kunitsuna's face, Hiratsuka Shizuka looked speechless.
So beautiful and mature, and her figure is also...
Thinking of this, she glanced at Onimaru Kunitsuna's chest, then at her own.
Complete defeat.
Such a woman would actually call Yoru 'Master' in public...
You, this first-year high school student, how wildly do you usually play!!!
....
Meanwhile, Shibuya Commercial Pedestrian Street.
"Did you find anything?"
Watching Miko ride the pale ghost hand back to the roof of the building, Rio immediately stepped forward and asked.
"No."
Miko shook her head.
"Neither I nor Hyakume found any trace of a third 'Door' in this area."
"What about evil spirits?"
"None either."
"Is that so..."
Rio nodded slightly, looked at Mai beside her, and spoke slowly.
"It seems the evil spirit behind this incident, regardless of its strength, its skill at hiding its tracks is indeed very strong, even able to evade Hyakume's observation."
"Yeah, very troublesome..."
Mai nodded slightly. Looking at the pedestrian street in the sky full of rain, empty of people with only dotted lights flickering, a thoughtful look showed in her eyes, and she spoke slowly.
"However, with this evil spirit going to such great lengths, what kind of disaster exactly does it want to create?"
"Like that time at the amusement park, using vehicles to ram? But I took a look when we just came in; there are bollards at both the entrance and exit of the pedestrian street. Vehicles simply can't drive in."
"Manipulating humans with twisted minds to slash randomly on the street? That would at most cause tens or hundreds of casualties, completely not worth spending so much effort."
Although Mai's experience in exorcism wasn't as rich as Miko's, she also knew that an evil spirit fused with a "Door" was enough to fuse a real-world area of at least several hundred meters nearby with the Otherworld.
Given the crowd density of the commercial pedestrian street, as long as the evil spirit used this method, it could pull in at least hundreds of people.
Not to mention, there would be other unknowing pedestrians wandering into this ghost domain later.
Before anyone noticed the abnormality and evacuated the scene, it would be at least thousands of human lives.
"Who knows."
Rio shook her head, obviously unable to guess the reason behind this evil spirit's behavior either.
"Anyway, let's temporarily maintain vigilance."
Rio took out binoculars, looking at that "Door" in the commercial pedestrian street, about two hundred meters away in a straight line from where she, Mai, and Miko were standing, murmuring to herself.
"If my guess is true, after the Captain makes progress on his side, that existence hiding in the darkness, seeing its plan about to be destroyed, will start making a desperate final gamble."
"When that time comes..."
"It will definitely reveal flaws."
Mai and Miko nodded, thinking that was all they could do for now.
They still trusted Rio's brain very much.
The best method now was to wait.
"However..."
Miko looked at the pale ghost hand floating behind her, making a heart gesture with its index finger and thumb. Her golden eyes, however, held no trace of a smile, but rather a deep worry.
"That hotel is about two kilometers away from us."
"At this distance, maintaining the Soul True Body of Soul Manifestation, even for Yoru, would probably consume a massive amount of mental power."
Regarding this issue, Rio and Mai also realized.
The Soul True Body formed by Soul Manifestation has certain distance limitations from the user.
For example, Miko, who currently had the strongest strength, could maintain her Soul True Body within a limit distance of about 150 meters around her.
Rio was about 120 meters.
Although Mai had been "infused" many times, her Soul Manifestation ability wasn't that proficient yet, so 50 meters was the limit.
The further the distance between the Soul True Body and the user, the more mental power consumed to maintain it.
Two kilometers?
To be honest, the three of them, Rio, Mai, and Miko, couldn't imagine how terrifying the speed at which Yoru's mental power was being consumed would be at such a far distance.
This wasn't a matter of spiritual power and physical strength.
As long as one is human, mental power has its limits. If mental power is consumed excessively, two situations might occur.
First, fainting on the ground, just like Miko when she first used Soul Manifestation.
Second...
Losing the ability to think rationally, losing control and going berserk.
....
Tokyo National Museum.
The rainwater falling from the hole above the museum hit the hard marble tile floor, making soft pattering sounds.
And of the team of over a hundred people, consisting of the museum's original guards plus nearly a hundred officers from the Tokyo Police Department, not even one in ten were still standing at this moment.
Listening to the terrifying panting sounds echoing occasionally in the darkness, and those faintly discernible scarlet eyes emitting weird light, the psychological endurance of the guards and Police Department officers still standing had reached its limit.
Looking at their companions lying on the ground, their eyes already revealed despair.
Is this "Kira"...
Really human?
The opponent seemed to have merged with the darkness, completely untraceable.
At first, the on-site commander-in-chief of the Police Department even issued an order to assign personnel to guard all entrances and exits of the National Museum, guarding against this dangerous criminal escaping.
But a few minutes later, he realized one thing.
The ones trapped were not "Kira", but all the police officers on his side.
Twenty minutes had passed since he sent the reinforcement request to headquarters.
"Kira"... hadn't killed a single person.
Those fallen companions had merely fallen into a coma and had no serious injuries.
It was exactly this point that made the on-site commander-in-chief of the Tokyo Police Department feel a chilling dread.
Could the opponent maneuver around over a hundred police officers holding firearms up to now as if playing a game, without even needing to strike a fatal blow?
What kind of sacred being exactly is this "Kira"?
"The Police Department's movement is truly slow."
Light Yagami, hidden in the darkness, had a disdainful cold smile rising on his lips, the excitement in his eyes becoming even stronger.
Interesting.
Truly interesting.
To swaggeringly maneuver around these police officers in the identity of "Kira" after revealing his true identity, although not appearing with his own face, was truly an extremely dangerous thing.
If special forces holding riot shields, wearing heavy bulletproof armor, and including sniper members arrived at the scene, even if Light Yagami had mastered the ability to partially fuse with Emperor Sutoku and fly away, he would probably be like the old saying.
Having wings but finding it hard to fly.
But the more dangerous he felt it was, the more excited Light Yagami felt.
"This way, it's not boring."
Of course, thinking is just thinking.
Light Yagami knew very well that the Tokyo Police Department's reinforcements wouldn't arrive anytime soon.
It wasn't that their reaction wasn't fast enough.
But this sudden, abnormally heavy rainstorm had already caused the streets of Tokyo to become impassable, trapping vehicles in a predicament.
Under this extreme weather, it was very difficult for the Police Department's vehicles to drive freely.
Not to mention dispatching helicopters.
Although Light Yagami was enjoying the pleasure and excitement of playing cat and mouse with the police officers, he always kept his principles in mind.
These people are not evil and cannot be killed.
As for that sentence, "Today, all of you will die here"?
As long as one is a normal person, they don't want to die.
Light Yagami was simply stimulating these police officers, arousing the fear and desire to survive in their hearts, ensuring they would definitely request reinforcements from headquarters.
In this way, the Tokyo Police Department wouldn't have extra manpower to interfere with Yoru's operation on his side.
.....
Meanwhile, inside the hotel two kilometers away from the commercial pedestrian street.
Yoru stood inside the elevator, feeling the increasingly colder air around him. He gently exhaled a cloud of white mist, murmuring to himself.
"A ghost capable of lowering the temperature... is there such a record in the Hyakki Yagyō?"
"But thinking carefully, it's not necessarily an evil spirit from the Hyakki Yagyō."
"Although this folktale is widely spread in Sakura Prefecture, and the resulting negative impressions can construct very powerful evil spirits, their true bodies might also exist in the real world..."
"Perhaps, this time it's some other unknown but terrifying evil spirit, just like that guy manipulated by the serial killer..."
As Yoru murmured to himself, the numbers on the display screen above the elevator were jumping one by one.
31, 30, 29, 28....
When the number jumped to 27, an excruciatingly grating friction sound came from above the metal plate on the top of the elevator.
The entire elevator shook violently.
"Could it be!?"
Yoru, as if very shocked, looked up at the top of the elevator.
Through the open metal plate, catching his eye was an evil spirit with a snake-like, elongated body and two rows of sharp teeth in its mouth, currently gnawing on the elevator's metal cables.
Seeing Yoru's gaze on it, madness and distortion showed in its pupils, and it chuckled with a gloomy aura.
"Go to hell."
Snap!
Accompanied by a muffled snapping sound, the entire elevator began to slide down rapidly at this instant.
The red numbers on the display screen were jumping at extremely fast speed.
27, 26, 25, 24....
In just one second, it crossed four floors, and under the effect of gravitational acceleration, the falling speed became faster and faster.
Elevators in luxury hotels like this definitely have emergency braking devices to prevent accidents.
But looking at the current situation, it was obvious that this layer of insurance was also destroyed by the evil spirit.
"I was careless..."
Boom!
The elevator fell all the way to negative floor one, the very bottom of the elevator shaft. The violent collision made the whole hotel tremble.
Hiratsuka Shizuka, located on the top floor and standing next to Onimaru Kunitsuna, also heard this huge sound. Showing a worried look, she murmured to herself.
"He... won't be in danger, right..."
"Please rest assured."
Onimaru Kunitsuna pursed her lips and smiled, saying softly.
"My Master, is the strongest."
.....
And at this time, the "strongest" in Onimaru Kunitsuna's mouth was lying inside the twisted and deformed metal elevator, his body seemingly fused together with the surrounding metal debris.
If Yoru could still speak at this time, he would definitely say a sentence.
"Cyber Exorcist, Evolve!"
But it seemed he, who was now in pieces, no longer had the strength to speak.
From the underground parking lot on the negative first floor, gusts of cold wind blew in, sounding like the breathing of a malicious ghost, chilling people to the bone.
The surroundings were dead silent.
After nearly five minutes, light footsteps were heard, coming from far to near towards the location where the elevator fell.
An old man wearing black cloth clothes with a hunched back slowly walked in front of the twisted and deformed elevator.
Weird light flickered in his eyes like swaying flames. As he opened his mouth to speak, the surrounding air instantly became colder.
"The so-called exorcist..."
The old man stared at Yoru's "corpse", which was a bloody mess and had fused with the twisted elevator, shaking his head disdainfully.
"Is nothing more than this."
Looking at the fresh blood dripping on the ground and feeling the powerful spiritual power contained within, the old man squatted down, dipped his index finger into a little, and put it into his mouth to taste, an expression of enjoyment on his face.
"As expected, too delicious. It's a pity that humans are just so fragile; their remaining value is only to become my food."
Just at this time.
A smiling voice came from inside the damaged elevator.
"You truly reversed heaven and earth, even starting to eat me?"
The old man froze slightly, then suddenly heard a breeze coming from behind.
A pitch-black ghost hand with white sharp nails instantly closed its five fingers, tightly grasping his body within the palm.
Crack... crack...
Accompanied by teeth-setting bone friction sounds, Yoru, who had originally turned into a puddle of meat paste, slowly stood up from the ground.
He looked at the old man grasped in the palm of the pitch-black ghost hand, whose pupils showed a look of shock, as if completely not expecting a mere human to still be alive after enduring such a falling impact, and spoke with a smile.
"You guy, hid very deeply. Hiding inside a human body, no wonder I couldn't find you."
Speaking of this, Yoru changed the subject. Looking at the old man's face, excitement and madness showing in his eyes, he said softly.
"But now, I see you."
The offensive turned around.
At this moment, fear and panic appeared in the old man's eyes.
If it had the courage to confront Yoru head-on, it wouldn't have gone to such great lengths to send its underlings to destroy the elevator.
Phew!
The old man's face instantly twisted and deformed. From his mouth, a burst of secluded blue flames was spat out. His body squirmed, directly bursting open the five fingers of the pitch-black ghost hand, and with a flash, disappeared into the darkness of the parking lot.
"Want to hide again?"
Watching the pitch-black ghost hand turning into black Qi and dissipating, Yoru didn't have any surprised reaction.
He had already sensed it.
That evil spirit fused with the old man's body possessed a "Door".
Evil spirits with a "Door" and those without are on completely different levels.
Coupled with the fact that at least hundreds of guests had died inside the hotel, this bloody resentment further enhanced the opponent's power.
A simple detail was enough to prove the gold content of this evil spirit.
It actually dared to devour Yoru's blood, and successfully digested it.
This was extremely rare.
The gold content of an evil spirit is verified by an exorcist.
Wanting to eliminate the opponent relying solely on a single pitch-black ghost hand was indeed unlikely.
However...
Yoru turned around, picked up the showerhead on the ground, wiped off the bloodstains on it, then looked at the dim parking lot where only a few light tubes flickered occasionally, revealed a kind smile, and said in a gentle tone.
"I'm coming to find you~"
The parking lot was completely silent; even speaking softly, the voice was very distinct.
The old man evil spirit hiding behind a certain vehicle couldn't help trembling upon hearing Yoru's smiling voice.
This guy...
Is completely not a normal human!
The old man evil spirit curled up its withered body, trying hard to hide its aura.
It didn't know how strong this human was, nor did it have the courage to find out.
"Right, spitting secluded blue flames, and the appearance of an old man..."
Holding the new exorcism Noble Phantasm, a brand-name showerhead, Yoru swung it casually in his hand like playing with a yo-yo, saying faintly.
"You are Onmoraki (Demon-Bird)... interesting."
Yoru's voice carried a smile, and his footsteps echoed in the parking lot.
"Come out, let me have a taste?"
The Onmoraki hiding in the dark felt even more terrified in its heart hearing this.
Leaving power aside for a moment.
Isn't this situation reversed right now?
Why am I, an evil spirit, hiding, while the opponent, a human, is searching everywhere?
This isn't right!
Just as Onmoraki thought this, it suddenly felt a bit of strangeness coming from the human body it was occupying.
It turned its head to look, finding a wound on the outside of its left shoulder that looked like it was slashed open by a nail, with black Qi rolling inside.
"Could it be..."
Onmoraki's face changed.
Next second, Yoru's voice came from above its head.
"I said..."
"I, see you."