Tokyo Fall Guys beats up the supernatural

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She clenched her fists and let them hang down naturally, seemingly without any defense, as countless sticks came crashing down on her, weaving a dense net from which she could not escape.

Throw your punch!

Kuroki Keisaki took a deep breath, her eyes trembling as she quickly focused on the arms of everyone in front of her.

A damp atmosphere suddenly filled the air, and a sticky wind blew through Kuroki Keizaki's long black hair and white dress, making her look incredibly eerie.

A chill ran down his spine, and the clubs that were being slashed down seemed to slow down considerably.

Kuroki Keisaki stretched out her slender arm, her fair, jade-like fist transforming into lightning, crackling loudly.

"Bang bang bang..."

Even without using the power of the crown, and without employing her long hair that could easily take lives, Kuroki Keisaki's physical body had already surpassed that of a human. Her swift, rapid punches left afterimages, instantly overtaking the clubs and becoming longer and faster than the clubs themselves, accurately striking the arms holding the weapons and hitting each person's biceps.

Instantly, the muscle fibers rupture due to the impact, resulting in a strong release of energy.

Some people took off their coats because of the heat, and at this moment, you could see the fist marks left on their biceps, their muscles trembling as they processed the unbearable pain.

"what……"

"my hand!"

A wail rang out, the clubs flew from his hands, and the attack of the seven people in front of Kuroki Keisaki instantly collapsed, the clubs clanging as they hit the ground.

"Hoo..." Kuroki Keisaki exhaled a breath of stale air, her eyes sparkling, and her dress became soaked and heavy as if a bucket of water had been poured on it.

"Squeak..." Her feet stepped on the ground, which had somehow become wet. Her little leather shoes made a squeaking sound as they rubbed against the glass floor. She turned around and faced the other enemies.

For the first time, she felt what Dou Tang had told her before.

Once something becomes an evil spirit, no matter how much it resembles a human, it is still a completely different thing.

She held onto that power that could determine the life or death of ordinary people with a mere gesture, and released it with ease.

The once weak woman has transformed into a malevolent monster capable of easily taking lives, and she is even somewhat afraid of it.

But that fear quickly dissipated, because at least now, she believed that what she had done was right.

Kuroki Keisaki's eyes sharpened, and her expression turned serious. Unlike when she was enjoying revenge, she now understood that this power should not be used recklessly, even though she was using the power of evil spirits.

The bikers watched in horror as she charged toward them, brandishing their weapons in retaliation.

Kuroki Keisaki was like a nimble cheetah hunting its prey. As she turned, her wet long skirt splashed water as sticks and knives came flying, leaving marks on the skirt.

Even with her clothes torn by a sharp knife and her body struck by sticks, Kuroki Keisaki did not stop, but continued to swing her fists resolutely.

Big arms, big arms... defeat them, render them powerless to resist...

The sounds of fists and feet clashing rang out continuously. The biker gang suddenly realized that this woman seemed to feel no pain. Despite the numerous knife wounds on her body and the dull thuds of the sticks hitting her, she received no response.

The woman charged forward, her eyes wide and shrouded in a cold, damp aura, her face calm and resolute as she threw punches, one after another.

Her punches were swift and powerful.

With an irresistible, monstrous strength, it attacks only the muscles in the upper arm. The excruciating pain from the muscle strikes often causes people to collapse instantly, making it impossible for them to hold their weapons.

The biker gang members dropped their weapons with cries of pain. If anyone managed to attack again with their other hand despite the pain, Kuroki Keisaki wouldn't hesitate to punch them again.

"Who on earth is this guy?!"

"You can't win... Run!"

The spreading fear led to a rout. The mob was already a disorganized group, and once they realized that the enemy before them could not be defeated, it was inevitable that they would scatter and flee.

Kuroki Keisaki did not pursue those who fled. One after another, the biker gang members jumped off the dance floor and left the bright area illuminated by the spotlights, like a group of mice hiding in the darkness.

Kuroki Keisaki stood in the center of the dance floor, panting.

The soaked long dress clung to her body, outlining the contours of her figure, but the dress was covered with small, narrow tears, beneath which were knife wounds that barely cut the skin.

Although it was just a minor cut that broke the skin, it looked rather pitiful, with cuts all over her body, turning her white dress into a mix of red and white.

The bleeding tear looked more like a dazzling flower blooming on a white cloth.

Kuroki Keisaki raised her hand and wiped the blood from her face. Half of her mature and pretty face was stained with scarlet, and her wet black hair clung to her body, giving her a sickly and eerie beauty.

She stood under the spotlight, scanning the room. Those she looked at were somewhat frightened, unconsciously looking away and not daring to meet her gaze.

Kuroki Keizaki took a deep breath and looked at where Yagami Shin and the others were sitting.

There, the more seriously injured Chifu Asakura had already carried Yagino on his back, seemingly wanting to leave.

Meanwhile, Yagami Shin pulled out a samurai sword about a meter long from behind the sofa, his face fierce and gloomy as he stared intently at Kuroki Keisaki.

Chapter 244 Conflict Escalation

Keisaki Kuroki stood in the center of the dance floor, the spotlights on the ceiling casting colorful, swaying lights.

She was bathed in dazzling light, and her red and white dress seemed to glow as well, making her exceptionally eye-catching.

The long, wet dress clinging to her body, her naturally disheveled black hair—everything about her exuded a bewitching beauty.

She was stunningly beautiful, as if she had just emerged from a bath, like... a vengeful spirit from a story.

Eight Eyes swallowed hard and said sternly, "You! You're not an ordinary person, are you!"

"That kind of superhuman strength, just like Kiryu Todoroki's, and that eerie appearance... I knew it, you guys aren't ordinary people!"

He raised his long sword, suppressing the fear in his eyes. "Just like those urban legends these days, monsters exist among ordinary people!"

Kuroki Keisaki didn't speak, but simply smiled slightly and nodded.

It was simple, straightforward, and openly acknowledged.

As for Chifu Asakura, who was carrying Yameno away, she didn't care. Rather, the sooner Yameno received treatment, the less likely it would lead to someone's death.

She was quite afraid of causing someone to die, not because she was afraid of people dying, but mainly because she didn't want to make things more difficult for Dou Tang when cleaning up the mess.

"What, are you saying there are a lot of monsters in Tokyo now?" Kuroki Keizaki tilted her head and looked at Yagami Shin curiously.

Eight Eyes lowered the tip of his sword slightly and said, "Why should I answer you?"

“But since you’ve admitted it, there’s no need for us to hide it anymore…” He held the knife in his right hand and reached into his pocket with his left, pulling out a metal chewing gum box.

He pried open the box with his thumb, and instantly, Kuroki Keisaki frowned.

A faint sense of resentment emanated from within.

"...What is that?!" Kuroki Keisaki's expression turned serious. She immediately thought of the Baoyu Sugar Pill incident that Tou Tang had dealt with before.

That kind of addictive drug that relies on resentment to erode the soul and body, temporarily stimulating power!

Dou Tang also mentioned to her that such a thing might have been made by humans.

A bizarre drug made from human raw materials, then used to corrupt humans.

"That's not something you can touch! Put it down!" Kuroki Keisaki raised her hand to stop her. She knew very well the danger that thing could cause, especially if it really was a precious candy pill...

Then she can't hold back; she has to scatter the headless dogs right here.

Yagami Shin completely ignored Kuroki Keisaki and shouted, "Everyone! Let's begin! Since our enemy is a monster, we don't need to hold back!"

"Shoot her without holding back, kill her!"

He raised his long sword high, pointing it at Kuroki Keisaki.

Kuroki Keisaki looked around and discovered that he wasn't the only one with the Treasure Candy Pills; nearly half of the biker gangs had pulled out identical boxes.

Someone is... specifically supplying them with precious sugar pills, and in bulk!

They even knew about the side effects of the Baoyu Sugar Pill, which is why they hadn't used it until now...

Kuroki Keisaki suddenly realized why the headless dog chose to stay in Tokyo after losing its leader.

Just as Dou Tang had predicted at the beginning, a group of desperate mad dogs, as long as they have a bone that can sharpen their teeth, will choose to grind their rotten teeth until they shine, and then fight to the death.

"Be prepared, my friends, if you can't swallow this insult and don't want to lose to the monster!" Yamu Shin laughed as he put the box to his mouth.

He picked up a bright green sugar pill with the tip of his tongue and swallowed it with a gulp.

"Let's hunt monsters!"

In an instant, more than thirty people had also taken the sugar pills, while some members were still hesitating, holding the boxes.

The surging resentment spread throughout the empty space of the dance hall.

Kuroki Keizaki even felt that the air here had taken on a physical form, suffocating her body.

"Heh, ho ah..."

Ba Muxin clenched his teeth, his eyes bulging like a vengeful ghost who had died suddenly, veins popping on his neck, and his skin turning crimson from being filled with blood. He looked like a madman.

His muscles bulged, and his hand gripping the long sword trembled slightly. Due to the increased grip strength, the hilt of the sword made a strange creaking sound.

“You’re more like monsters than me,” Kuroki Keisaki sighed, looking around.

One after another, bikers with bloodshot skin and eyes jumped onto the dance floor. The damaged muscles in their arms were being rapidly repaired, and they were already able to pick up their weapons again.

The tall and slender Kuroki Keisaki was surrounded as if she were facing a pack of bloodthirsty beasts.

The murky, filthy resentment lingered in the bodies of these bikers. Behind each precious candy pill might be the resentment of several different things, hence the chaotic aura and the putrid smell.

For a normal evil spirit like Kuroki Keisaki, the mere smell of the Treasure Sugar Pill was enough to make her feel utterly disgusted.

"Prepare to die!" Yagami strode forward and, together with his companions, surrounded Kuroki Keisaki.

He was confident of victory. The existence of the precious sugar pill was the key to his insistence on staying in Tokyo to seek revenge, and in his view, it was also the key to the headless dog's resurgence.

Now, isn't it just right to start the headless dog's first battle after its rebirth by taking down this arrogant monster in front of it?

She gets injured all over dealing with ordinary people, so how can she possibly turn the tables on a biker gang that has taken the Jade Sugar Pill?

Eight eyes' confidence greatly increased.

Kuroki Keisaki looked at the biker gang members who were closing in like a pack of wolves with a hint of pity in her eyes.

"Since you've actually eaten it, then let your older sister wake you up."

She slightly spread her hands.

Suddenly, those long, wet, black hairs began to dance wildly, as if they had come to life.

Thick black hair floated up like thin snakes dancing in the air, making it seem as if gravity had lost its balance.

Eight Eyes, who was originally about to rush forward, suddenly froze.

Kuroki Keisaki turned her gaze to him, her eyes filled with clear pity.

Seeing that look in his eyes, Ba Muxin's anger surged up again.

"Attack! Kill her! Kill her!"

He roared and charged forward.

Chiya Kyuuji, who was also on drugs, followed closely behind, waving a long steel bar.

In an instant, the biker gang swarmed forward, charging once again toward Kuroki Keisaki in the center of the stage. Their crimson eyes were filled with murderous intent and madness; reason had completely abandoned them.

Kuroki Keisaki grinned maliciously, clenched her fists, and gracefully walked towards Yamu Shin. Her long black hair grew even longer, tangling together into fine clumps that she flung in all directions.

Eight Eyes Shin brandished his long sword, the silver blade drawing a bright crescent moon in the air as he slashed towards Kuroki Keisaki's neck.

"Monster, die!"

Kuroki Keisaki remained calm, raising her hand to meet the long sword, a smile still playing on her lips.

It's as if her enemy is a child holding a plastic toy.

Chapter 245 Ending

Ryuu Shinzen looked at the phone in front of him. The screen displayed the so-called Tamamo-no-Mae incident that happened in Nikko City last night.

In the video, a hotel building in the distance is shaking continuously, and it seems that two terrifying monsters are fighting inside the building, making the building sway precariously with their every move.

Finally, a woman dressed in a gorgeous kimono jumped out of the window, fell a few meters, and then rose into the air, disappearing into the sky.

A man in a striped suit and a red helmet paused on the balcony for a moment, then turned and left.

He knew who it was, as any exorcist in Tokyo would.

Ryuuichi Kamiya sighed, looked up at the dawn sky. It was just getting light, and the city was still struggling to wake up. The streets were deserted.

The door behind him was pushed open, and Aida Gaku walked out, saying, "The tidying up downstairs is done. Do you want to go take a look?"

“To be honest…” Aida Gaku rubbed his bald head and sighed, “The situation is not optimistic.”

"What do you mean?" Ryuuichi Shinzen rubbed his temples, feeling like he was aging rapidly lately. "Wasn't he supposed to be Kiryu-kun's friend? Could he have gone too far like him?"