Tokyo Fall Guys beats up the supernatural

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Onmyoji Ling Ming yawned and reached out to turn on the light in the room.

In this vast space on the other floors, which served as wards and operating rooms, there was a bloody slaughterhouse. Under the influence of the procedures, countless pieces of flesh were haphazardly piled up in several huge pools wrapped in blue plastic sheets, floating and sinking in blood, resembling a scene from hell.

The corpses collected by the Onmyoji Lingming were broken down into chunks of flesh and bones here. The bones were piled up on the side, while the chunks of flesh were placed in the blood pool as experimental material.

Among them were corpses secretly sent from the crematorium, as well as living people kidnapped by the Onmyoji Ling Ming.

Onmyoji Ling Ming looked at the bat-woman half-demon and said, "Raise your head. I'm already very happy that you're back. Do you have any information about those Kamen Riders to give me?"

“Yes… my lord.” The bat-woman half-demon knelt on one knee, patting her chest with one hand: “I saw the true faces of the Kamen Riders, and I also know their numbers!”

"Among them, the Kamen Riders are two half-demon, one humanoid demon, and one human, and they also brought their families, which consist of a female half-demon and two humans."

“Yes, I understand.” Onmyoji Ling Ming nodded, then said, “The operation to close in on Pu’an City is about to begin. Bat Shadow, I respect your wishes and grant you your freedom, but you also understand that you cannot reveal my secrets, right?”

The bat-woman half-demon swallowed hard, lowered her head, and remained silent for a long time before saying, "My lord, I have nowhere left to go in this world. If I could be with you, I would be extremely honored."

"I am deeply grateful to have been granted the human form I have always dreamed of."

Onmyoji Ling Ming raised an eyebrow. At this moment, he was wearing a white priest's robe. Although there were blood pools everywhere, he was clean all over. His pure white priest's robe looked like a bone boat floating in a sea of ​​blood.

He took two steps forward, looked at the half-demon Batwoman kneeling before him, and said, "Have you thought this through? I don't have any other half-demons left. Are you going to fight those Kamen Riders with me, even though you've obtained a human body? Why are you still deciding to throw yourself into such a life-or-death battle?"

"Who in this world isn't living a life-or-death struggle?" the bat-woman half-demon said self-deprecatingly.

“Alright.” Onmyoji Ling Ming turned around and looked at the blood pool in front of him: “Since that’s the case, then let’s… end everything in Urayasu City. For my great cause of taking over Tokyo, this battle must be won.”

“I will follow you to the death!” said the bat-woman half-demon.

“Well then… I roughly understand what those knights were trying to convey.” Onmyoji Ling Ming came to the blood pool, sat down by the pool, and played with the blood in the pool that would not rot. He smiled and said, “It seems that they want to start a base battle with us. In order not to affect ordinary people, either they come to the hospital or we go to the port. They also understand that the longer it is delayed, the more disadvantageous it will be for both of us.”

"If we wait until the exorcists in Tokyo find that Urayasu City has stabilized, then neither of us will be able to gain any credit."

"What we're competing on now is who loses their composure first."

The bat-woman half-demon slowly raised her head, somewhat puzzled: "Then, my lord, what should we do?"

"Calm down, Bat Shadow." Onmyoji Ling Ming sat by the pool, exhaled a long breath, and his posture alone exuded an elegant and dignified aristocratic demeanor.

He lifted his leg and buried it in the pool of blood; the sound of the blood sloshing around was indistinguishable from that of water.

He then raised his other leg and plunged it into the pool of blood as well. The blood clung to his wide priest's robes, gradually turning them dark red.

The dark red lines extended upwards along his clothes, like countless tiny, living insects, while a crown gradually appeared on his head.

"We need to kill the knights, but we also need to be wary of those jelly bean men. Those powerful guys are beyond my current capabilities."

Onmyoji Ling Ming stood up and slowly walked forward. More and more blood stained his body, and the blood continued to spread, as if it was engulfing his body.

He casually brushed aside the floating flesh and blood around him. The scarlet strips of muscle and yellowish-white fat rose and fell, looking nauseating and evoking the heaviest sense of disgust on a physiological level.

But Onmyoji Ling Ming didn't think so. He slowly walked to the very center of the blood pool and said, "Bat Shadow, go and replenish the things you will need. Be ready to set off at any time."

The bat-woman half-demon stood up, bowed her head in agreement, and slowly retreated to the side.

The Onmyoji Ling Ming let out a long breath, slightly raised his hands, and closed his eyes.

Then, he fell backward.

"Crash..."

A wave of blood surged up, and he sank into the blood pool, completely submerged in the thick blood, as if he were being swallowed by an invisible monster.

His crown, however, remained suspended directly above the entire blood pool, and a barely perceptible flash of blood-red light seemed to pass over that illusory, bright golden crown.

"Gurgling, gurgling, gurgling..."

Suddenly, many blood bubbles rose from the blood pool, making the entire pool seem to boil, and the fishy smell in the air became even stronger.

Between the blood bubbles, one could vaguely see ripples spreading across the surface of the blood pool, as if a shark were swimming beneath the sticky, viscous flesh.

The creature swimming in the pool of blood suddenly burst out!

"Hula-"

Blood splattered, and a humanoid figure, entirely crimson, appeared on the spot.

The Onmyoji Ling Ming, dressed in a dark red priest's robe, gazed intently at the crown atop his head.

Even though the blood on his body surface had all drained away, his body remained crimson and looked crystal clear, as if... his entire body had turned into a blood-red gem, and the texture of the muscles and the direction of the blood vessels could even be seen under his skin.

Chapter 124 The Detective's Determination

Inspector Megure felt like he'd forgotten something.

Or rather, the entire police department seemed to have forgotten something.

Inspector Megure remembers that on Halloween night, the police department mobilized all its resources to maintain order, and he himself was among them.

But he always felt that something was wrong, and a voice inside him kept telling him that what happened that night was not a riot or vandalism by the protesters, but something far more terrifying.

But he couldn't remember anything. His colleagues at the police station and those who witnessed the event said it was just a Halloween parade that had gotten the better of him.

It wasn't until Inspector Megure saw the videos circulating online, those terrifying, lifeless-eyed, muscular Fall Guys, that things changed.

At that moment, even though everyone online was saying it was fake, he still believed it.

He preferred to believe that his own and those around him's memories had been altered rather than that it was really just a riot, because he had actually witnessed half-demon committing crimes.

Therefore, Inspector Megure decided to investigate thoroughly and get to the bottom of the matter.

What exactly altered my memories?

Initially, the investigation around that street yielded no results, and Inspector Megure could not find any relevant clues.

But during a chance investigation, he found some clues in the surveillance footage of the streets near the police station.

Early the morning after the Halloween street incident, several cars drove into the police station! And the person who greeted them at the entrance was none other than myself!

But I don't remember anything at all, and the police station's own surveillance cameras didn't record anything; only the surveillance camera of a resident on the street corner captured it!

This is direct evidence that my memories have been altered!

After finding more evidence, Inspector Megure began to think.

The person who could delete the police station's surveillance footage must be someone inside the police station, and his welcoming of visitors in the surveillance footage also shows that he knows these people.

So the answer is quite obvious: this group of people came to deal with the Halloween street incident, but they had to deal with more than just the initial information and witnesses.

This also includes the police investigators!

Upon realizing this, Inspector Megure suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and various conspiracy theories circulating online flashed through his mind.

For example, humans are actually secretly controlled by reptilians; an organization called the Foundation has contained countless anomalous entities; evil spirits are real; urban legends are gradually becoming reality...

Inspector Megure used to scoff at these claims, but now he has no choice but to believe them.

After learning the truth, he fell silent.

If this is an order and consideration from superiors, and if the truth is indeed that it is a field that ordinary people should not be involved in, then what should I do?

He remained silent for a long time, staring at the file in his hand.

Each file represents a victim who perished in the mysterious attack in Urayasu City.

Many of these cases remain unsolved, the murderers have not been caught, and may never be caught, because the murderers must be evil spirits.

Those evil spirits... might have already perished in the flames created by Kamen Rider.

Looking at these case files, Inspector Megure sighed.

I just couldn't stand idly by, even though the truth behind it was absolutely terrifying...

I need to know the truth! Even if the truth can't be used to close the case, at least I should be able to have a clear conscience!

Inspector Megure picked up his phone and dialed the number of the person he thought was most likely to be involved in the matter.

"Inspector Megure? Is there something you need?"

"Mr. Edogawa... I have a question for you." Inspector Megure placed his hand on the table, his expression serious. "Should I call you Edogawa Todoroki, or Kamen Rider?"

"...Inspector Megure is indeed a smart man. What can I do for you?"

He acquiesced!

I was right after all!

Inspector Megure's breathing suddenly became much heavier.

"I want to know... the truth about Urayasu City. I want to know what is happening to my beloved homeland!!"

Dou Tang sighed on the other end of the phone.

"Really?... Then let's meet. You can come alone."

“I understand.” Inspector Megure nodded solemnly.

After he finished speaking, the other end of the phone hung up.

After hanging up the phone, Inspector Megure rubbed his forehead, took a deep breath, and then suddenly picked up a pen and paper and began to write.

That was a suicide note.

In his view, the fact that Kamen Riders could kill those half-human, half-beast monsters was terrifying enough, not to mention their habit of burning the bodies to cover their tracks. All of this showed that although Kamen Riders did good deeds, they were by no means saintly people. They were ruthless and would never hesitate to take the lives of their enemies.

Therefore, he himself might also be in mortal danger.

After writing his will, he put it in his drawer and glanced at the files on the table a few more times.

An elderly person scavenging on the street, a high school girl on her way home from school, an office worker taking the last bus home, a taxi driver working the night shift, a housewife going out to buy groceries...

They were all victims, killed by strange people for no reason, their bodies incomplete.

Behind them, they may have been alone and without any ties, or they may have had happy and fulfilling families. But no matter what, they were innocent. Therefore, their deaths were unacceptable to Inspector Megure.

If it were an ordinary serial killer, Inspector Megure wouldn't feel so distressed, because it would mean someone is utterly depraved, and it's normal for such a person to appear in such a large city.

But these people are not driven mad by the city and life like the madmen; they are simply playing a game of hunting humans like animals.

Therefore, Inspector Megure could not accept that those strange people were "enemies" in his eyes, and were unforgivable.

He stood up, put on his beige coat, left the police station, and drove to the location that Dou Tang had provided for him.

The place Dou Tang had arranged to meet him was a coffee shop. He pushed open the door and walked in, and immediately saw Dou Tang and Xue Qing sitting by the window.

Upon seeing Inspector Megure arrive, Yukiharu nodded slightly.

“I should have expected this.” Inspector Megure said as he sat down, “Shortly after you appeared, the number of Kamen Riders increased, and they haven’t contacted me much since then.”

Dou Tang shrugged: "We're not bad people."

"Compared to those monsters, you're definitely not bad people," Inspector Megure sighed.

In her tone, she said, "I didn't expect to arrest you all on my own, especially since Xue Qingjun has the identity of a special criminal police officer."

“I just…” He looked up at the two of them, his gaze firm.

"I want to know what exactly happened in Urayasu City! When will this end...?"

His expression was pained: "I don't want to see the city I swore to protect continue to suffer like this."

Dou Tang and Xue Qing exchanged a glance and nodded.

Then, Dou Tang slowly began to speak, telling the story of the existence of half-demons in Pu'an City in a less frightening tone, but without revealing the true identity of the Onmyoji Ling Ming, only saying that the half-demons had a leader.

"Modified monsters... and the leader, am I really living on the set of Kamen Rider?" Inspector Megure said, rubbing his forehead in worry.

Chapter 125 He's the one panicking now.

Dou Tang and Xue Qing exchanged a glance. Dou Tang smiled, then turned to Inspector Megure and said, "Perhaps it really is? Didn't Inspector Megure ever think about what he would do if the world he lived in was actually the world of some work when he was a child?"

"If you're talking about believing in the existence of Super Sentai, I do believe it," Inspector Megure said, stirring his coffee. "After all, back in my day, just as many people liked Ultraman and Kamen Rider, but I was a die-hard Super Sentai fan!"

"But it's really too...unbelievable that this has actually happened."

Inspector Megure stared silently at the swirling foam in his coffee cup, seemingly deep in thought.

After a long silence, he slowly said, "So, what kind of help can I offer you?"

Dou Tang frowned: "What? Help?"

“That’s right!” Inspector Megure raised his head, his eyes resolute. “What can I do for you? Should I give you the green light or something? How many more half-demons need to be killed? Where is their leader? Do we need police support?”

Upon hearing this, Dou Tang was somewhat moved.

He smiled gently and said, "No need, Inspector Megure. We... have reached the final stage. All we need to do next is defeat their leader, and Urayasu City will be restored to peace."

Inspector Megure nodded, but his expression still looked somewhat worried: "Are you really okay? By the way, I also wanted to ask about Fall Guys, and my memories..."