Tokyo Fall Guys beats up the supernatural

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"Exorcist, I'll say it one last time: get out."

Lu Zizhen sighed and shook her head, saying, "You sound like a very reasonable person, but unfortunately, when our positions are completely opposed... we have no choice but to fight."

She tossed the coin into the air.

The next moment, he reached into his pockets and ran forward at top speed.

Two swords had somehow appeared in her hands, their blades covered with countless talismans. As she moved forward, these talismans floated into the air, burning into ashes and light before gradually dissipating, their purpose unknown.

"Ding--"

The coin landed, and Lu Zizhen had already arrived in front of the half-demon, his two swords crossed, slashing towards the other's neck.

The half-demon woman didn't expect Lu Zizhen to act so swiftly and decisively. Caught off guard, she could only fall backward, losing the initiative.

Although she retreated to avoid the attack of the twin swords, Lu Zizhen's swordplay did not end there. Instead, she continued to strike one sword after another, and the continuous slashes made the half-demon woman exhausted and instantly put her at a disadvantage.

But this situation did not last long. She quickly became determined to fight, let out a shout, frowned, and suddenly threw something out of her hand.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry—"

Suddenly, tiny flames appeared in front of Lu Zizhen. The flames ignited out of thin air and then slowly fell. Lu Zizhen looked wary and slowed down her attack.

The two retreated, temporarily halting their attack, and kept their eyes fixed on each other.

Then, the flames that had been burning in the air fell to the ground, the light and flames dissipated, leaving only some transparent thin pieces and burnt-out talismans.

The half-demon squinted and said, "Personal protection? A sophisticated technique."

Lu Zizhen twirled her sword and laughed, "That's nothing. Your transparent attack method is truly bizarre... If it weren't for that technique, I probably would have already been hit."

The half-demon raised her hand, her slender fingers flicking and interlacing, and something reflected light between them.

"Ah, a transparent thin blade or something? What a treacherous attack method," Lu Zizhen remarked.

The half-demon did not reply to her, but simply stood with her legs one in front of the other, ready to strike a pose, her hands trembling as if she were about to unleash endless invisible weapons at any moment.

"I never expected that you, as a demon, would like to use weapons, especially such insidious ones," Lu Zizhen retorted.

The half-demon woman scoffed, "What do you think monsters are? Some kind of clueless monkeys? If you can use tools to gain an advantage, that's how you should do it..."

Then, she seemed to think of the water buffalo half-demon who liked to wrestle with people, her eyes darkened, and she said forlornly, "It's just that some people will never learn."

Lu Zizhen tilted her head, looking innocent and naive: "Hey—it seems like there's quite a story behind it!"

But she immediately gave a mocking and disdainful smile: "Too bad, I'm not interested in stories of monsters licking their wounds."

"You shameless woman who doesn't know how to be kind with her words..." the half-demon cursed in a low voice as she charged forward.

Countless transparent blades bloomed between her fingers, projected, and rushed towards Lu Zizhen.

Lu Zizhen was not to be outdone. She raised her hand and swept it down, and countless yellow talismans rose up in front of her, as if pasted on an invisible wall. These talismans first flashed, then shattered into countless pieces, dancing and flying towards the transparent blades, colliding in the air and creating sparks.

Spectacular fireworks.

Lu Zizhen himself, however, stumbled upon this seemingly dazzling but actually perilous spot of light, and slashed down with both swords, a wild smile on his face.

The half-demon woman reached out to meet her, and fine hairs instantly grew on her arm, her fingertips becoming sharp and pointed, clearly indicating that she had unleashed some of her power.

The sword tip collided with the fingernail, and Lu Zizhen's slash was powerful and heavy, pressing the half-demon down slightly. She then mocked, "Is that all? Your hands are covered in hair, how ugly, you monster."

The half-demon woman retorted sharply, "Using a retractable toy as a weapon, besides satisfying your own desires, who else do you want to kill?"

The two separated immediately upon contact. Lu Zizhen brandished her longsword, from which several talismans emerged from the slit at the tip. She then set up a defensive spell again and charged forward.

The half-demon woman also became serious. Her long hair flowed freely, and she looked like a vengeful ghost that had rushed out of a black and white movie, with only the tips of her hair shining with an eerie red light.

Her arms began to grow longer, short gray-black hairs sprouted from her hands, and her sharp claws gleamed with a cold light, making a whooshing sound as they slashed through the air.

In the dimly lit parking lot where no one else was around, the two women fought fiercely, their weapons clashing and their sarcastic remarks flying back and forth. The chaotic sounds echoed underground, the reverberations becoming distorted and eerie, like strange noises coming from the depths of hell.

Lu Zizhen's smile grew increasingly arrogant and unrestrained.

It was as if this kind of battle was a kind of exhilarating experience that she hadn't felt in a long time.

Chapter 92 Knights are nothing more than a type of weirdo.

The battle on the floor became increasingly terrifying.

A chilling, eerie black mist blanketed the ground, obscuring people's view of the surface, as if beneath the churning mist lay not the ground, but a treacherous ocean.

The black mist trembled like ocean waves, occasionally revealing the gruesome corpses and broken debris within.

Limbs and severed arms were scattered all over the ground, soaked in blood. Corpses lay strewn everywhere, and those bizarre and ugly twisted fleshes piled together staged a death that had become numb.

The once neatly decorated office looked as if it had been demolished. Almost none of the walls were intact, and the load-bearing columns were dilapidated, exposing the steel bars inside, like a ruin that had been abandoned for a long time after the apocalypse.

And the battle continues amidst these ruins.

This time, Dou Tang and the others were not facing the ordinary half-demons they had faced before, but the elites who had survived to the end in the chaotic environment of Pu'an City. Each of them possessed strength no less than that of the old wolf at the beginning, and their battles were extremely well-organized, with them cooperating with each other.

Wolves and tigers clashed, beasts and snakes joined forces. Although these half-demons were no match for the knights individually, their combined attack was like a pack of beasts hunting, dragging the knights into their rhythm.

This put the knights at a disadvantage, most notably because Old Wolf and Kotaro were injured.

Now, the three of them are each divided into several half-demons.

Not far away, Dou Tang and Sen Shun were locked in a fierce battle.

Faced with the enormous rat demon Sen Shun, who was as big as a small mountain, Dou Tang felt a bit of a problem. Most importantly, he was actually not able to move freely here. If they really started fighting, the entire floor might be destroyed. Once the supporting pillars collapsed, it might even cause the floors above to collapse.

At that time, it would be equivalent to the top floor of this building completely collapsing, with tons of concrete falling from the sky and crashing to the ground, with incalculable consequences.

Therefore, Dou Tang can only engage in a protracted battle with Sen Shun, constantly wearing him down.

Sen Shun, whose bulky body was covered with wounds and bruises, kept getting closer to Dou Tang, slashing with his claws and long tail. But Dou Tang always managed to dodge in the most dangerous situations. His figure transformed into a wisp of cloud and willow in the wind, twisting his body with the force of the attack and always emerging unscathed.

He could even launch a counterattack by spinning in the direction of the dodge, each strike hitting the rat demon Sen Shun's joints. By now, the huge monster's elbows and wrists were covered in purplish-blue bruises, and even without launching an attack, his fingers trembled slightly from the lingering pain.

Although powerful, it is useless if it cannot touch the enemy, a fact that the rat demon Sen Shun understood all too well.

But what could he do...? He tried desperately to find the key to breaking the deadlock.

Finally, he spotted the three people separated not far away, and an idea came to him.

………………

Kotaro raised his arm to block the enemy's attack, then flipped over and kicked out, striking the enemy squarely in the chest and sending him flying.

He took a few quick breaths, regulated his breathing, and stomped his front leg on the ground to steady himself, continuing to fight the half-demons.

"Old Wolf! How's the situation on your end?" he shouted.

"Not bad!" The old wolf's voice had turned into a rough roar. He had already taken off his hood and was breathing heavily. His claws were swollen, and the huge, sharp claws were covered in blood. He had transformed into a form that was more like a werewolf.

"You still have time to worry about others?!"

A half-demon roared disdainfully, and with both hands outstretched, it took advantage of Kotaro's momentary lapse in concentration to launch a sneak attack from behind, scratching several bloody wounds on Kotaro's back.

Kotaro winced in pain from his back, letting out a muffled groan. He then delivered a powerful high kick, striking the half-demon squarely in the chin and shattering it instantly.

The teeth shattered in the blood and fell onto the ground shrouded in black mist.

His eyes flashed with ferocity as he roared and took a step forward, grabbing the attacker's throat with one hand. With his other hand, he formed a knife with his fingers and plunged it into the man's chest with a sharp thud. The sound of bones shattering was so crisp, but it was quickly drowned out by the sound of blood gushing out.

His hand churned through the shattered bones, even grabbing the attacker's mutated heart and squeezing it hard!

"Oh!"

The light in the attacker's eyes went out instantly, and Kotaro also suddenly pulled his hand away. The leather glove on his hand had been torn off by the broken ribs, revealing his bluish palm underneath.

Kotaro jerked his hand away, wiping the blood off his hands. Just as he was about to rejoin the battle, he suddenly noticed something moving in the black mist on the ground in front of him!

By the time you realize there's a crisis, it's often too late.

A long, grayish-white tail emerged from the black mist, like a venomous snake baring its fangs after a long period of slumber, aiming for Kotaro's head.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, accompanied by the shattering of the hood and even a splash of blood, Kotaro's body suddenly swayed and he fell to the ground with a thud.

Sen Jun, who was not far away, sneered and slowly retracted his tail.

Seeing this, Xueqing, who was in slightly better condition, snorted coldly, slashed horizontally with her long sword, knocking back the enemy in front of her, and then leaped towards the place where Kotaro had fallen.

The old wolf did the same. He put down the enemy whose throat had been bitten off, jumped with all his might, and crashed into the supporting pillar next to him. Using the pillar as leverage, he jumped towards Kotaro and instantly shielded Kotaro with his body. The attacks that took the opportunity to strike left several wounds on his body, but the old wolf only groaned and continued to protect him tightly.

Xue Qing's compound eyes on her headgear lit up, clearly indicating her anger. A chill suddenly filled the air, and her sharp longsword, gleaming with cold light, transformed into scissors that tore through space, repelling several half-demons.

"Hey! Are you alright?!" Old Wolf asked.

Kotaro lay on the ground, his left hand covering his face. Half of his hood was broken, and he could be faintly heard emitting low, angry roars. Some of the black mist flowing on the ground was inhaled by him.

After inhaling some of the black mist, he seemed to regain some strength and slowly raised his head.

“You, your face…” Old Wolf suddenly froze.

Xue Qing angrily shouted, "Don't stand there! Get up!" At the same time, he repelled the enemy's attack, but his breathing also began to become rapid. He was able to deal with all the attacks of the half-demons by himself and could only remain unharmed for a short time.

Old Wolf seemed oblivious, staring blankly at Kotaro's face.

At this moment, Kotaro's face was completely unrecognizable.

The dark green insect carapace covered its entire face, making it seem as if it did not belong to the human species at all. Where the eyebrows should have been, there were only two antennae that stood up high.

The position of the eyes has been replaced by huge golden compound eyes, and looking down, the nose has long since disappeared, replaced by two rhomboid air vents on each side, like a mechanical mask.

As for the mouth, it has completely transformed into a series of layers of bluish-gray carapace nested downwards. The sides of the mouth are protected by thick dark green carapaces, and between the dark green outer shell and the bluish-gray inner shell, there are two strange, protruding and retracting mouth-shaped carapaces that are constantly alternating.

Although it is not entirely an insect mouthpart, it does not look like a human at all. If it weren't for the half-destroyed headgear next to it, Old Wolf would have thought it was still part of the headgear!

Chapter 93 The Fallen Dragon!

"Kotaro! You...!" Old Wolf never expected that his worst fears would come true.

Actually, when he first heard Kotaro's theories, he believed them, but not entirely.

What he didn't believe was Kotaro's claim that he would suffer the same fate as the half-demon.

Kotaro's body is, after all, human.

Although there are instances where human bodies undergo various transformations after being corrupted by resentment, the entities that constitute the body are ultimately different. No matter how much resentment or demonic power Kotaro absorbs, it is impossible for him to completely become a half-demon... The human body itself is not something that can be easily changed.

And Old Wolf didn't want to see his final fate... the same as that locust monster called Ah Sheng.

Although their time together was brief, and although Old Wolf never said anything, he admired Kotaro in his heart.

The exorcists withdrew from Urayasu City, and the authorities let things take their course. In this city abandoned by the mysterious world, only Kotaro continues to run around, fighting against the half-demons.

Even though he had once been his enemy, Old Wolf had to admit that Kotaro was a respectable... friend.

He was once just an ordinary human being. Even after gaining the power of a half-demon, he could have easily kept to himself, just like other half-demon who chose to withdraw from Urayasu City. He had no need to get involved in the mess. In fact, with this power, he could have lived a very comfortable life.

But he didn't. For the sake of this city and the place where he lived, Kotaro gave up everything as a human being. He used all his savings to buy a warehouse, gave up his peaceful salaryman life, and chose to wear a hood and become a hero that no one would know.

What were his feelings when he became a Kamen Rider? Was it merely for...?

guard?

Tokusatsu dramas... represent an idealized world, an idealized justice and kindness. Lao Lang firmly believes that in reality, there are no such selfless and righteous people.

But after becoming a Kamen Rider himself, and after spending so much time with Kotaro and the others, he seemed to understand something.

The desire to become a hero and protect everything is not nonexistent; even if it is suppressed deep in the heart by cruel reality, it still grows tenaciously.

Perhaps at a life-or-death moment, or when you need to lend a helping hand to others, that feeling will suddenly surface from the bottom of your heart, clinging to your shoulder and whispering softly.

"Don't hesitate, remember what you once dreamed of, remember that even in your mind you have been a hero."

Old Wolf had actually seen it too. Although he was a monster, he had disguised himself as an ordinary dog ​​and mingled in various cities, watching many open-air tokusatsu performances.

He didn't understand it then, but after meeting Kotaro, he gradually came to understand.

Therefore, out of selfishness, he was unwilling to believe that Kotaro would turn into that kind of monster... He didn't want such a pure hero to end up with such a tragic fate.

But what happened before his eyes was like a heavy hammer, suddenly leaving him powerless and severely injured.

Kotaro got up from the ground, his golden compound eyes glowing, and a deep voice came from behind the layers of grayish-blue carapace: "I'm fine!"

Then, he reached out his hand, only to suddenly realize that his hand was covered by a thick, dark green armor.

He seemed to realize something, but he didn't say anything and just continued charging towards the enemies.

Meanwhile, the rat demon Sen Shun was also caught in a dilemma.

After discovering that Kotaro was injured, Tou Tang suddenly changed his attack strategy. Instead of slowly wearing down the rat demon Mori Shun's stamina, he launched a more ferocious attack. Every move he made was decisive and ruthless, and his punches were sharp and piercing. Mori Shun quickly lost his footing and hurriedly retreated.

After taking a few steps back, he suddenly grabbed a half-demon from the side and, as if lifting a bucket, hurled it at Dou Tang!