The King of Black Fog

In the night wind, the Turquoise Pool gazing at Skytree slowly turned around, a smile appearing on her face.

"I thought it would be a wasted wait." She laughed, curious as to who guessed the meeting point here.

"Oh! I get it now!" Li Qianxia finally recognized the place, "When we were chasing Jojo, we came here!"

Below is Shibuya's cross street.

The Witch felt a stir inside, having heard of that incident as well, surprised that today's Heavenly Emperor and Empress were involved.

"What's the status?" Li Changzhou asked Turquoise Pool.

"The 'burger' is still alive, her power is larger than expected, the gangs..."

Turquoise Pool began recounting the recent developments.

"Is that why you like him?" Chang'e asked in a low voice.

Yang Qinglan was speechless: "What woman would like a man being in sync with another woman?"

"I just see intelligence." That's the truth.

"That proves you don't like him." Yang Qinglan's words made sense too.

After Turquoise Pool finished, she brought out masks prepared for everyone, all with images from Japanese culture.

"Here, Li Er'Gou." Li Qianxia thoughtfully chose a red-faced, long-nosed Tengu mask for her brother.

She herself wore a Yama mask with two long horns.

Yang Qinglan casually picked a tanuki, Turquoise Pool chose a zashiki-warashi, the Witch picked a nine-tailed fox, Chang'e was the Snow Woman, and the others also selected their own.

Li Qianxia laughed: "It's like a hundred demons parading!"

Really wanted to take a photo!

"This plan will be called Night Parade of a Hundred Demons." Li Changzhou leapt onto the railing, "Everyone, let's show the aliens whose territory Tokyo is."

He leaned back, falling from the 46th-floor observation deck.

The night wind roared, clothes fluttering, the city lights like a sea, Li Changzhou's mouth under the mask couldn't help but curve upward, eagerly awaiting the upcoming battle.

Whoosh!

A sharp sound rang out, a small missile weaving through skyscrapers, heading straight for him.

Li Changzhou twisted while airborne, managing to step onto the vertical side of a building.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Inside the Shibuya Sky observatory corridor, the visitors stared dumbfoundedly at the figure in a Tengu mask running on the glass.

This wasn't the glass ceiling!

"King of Black Fog!" A suit of armor flew as fast as the small missile.

Li Changzhou glanced back; Turquoise Pool and others were also entangled with armor.

He quickly eyed the armor and missiles behind him, leaping onto another building's wall.

His running speed was fast enough to support him sprinting across the wall.

"Witch, his destination is Yoyogi Park." The voice of the Transformation Master came through.

"Is there an ambush?"

"Calculations show none; ninety percent chance it's to avoid exposure in the public eye, having us record and send to the target; forty percent chance to reduce casualties."

"Then leave him be; he will eventually reveal himself."

"No, behemoth, mountain traverse, ocean crossing, Crimson Demon Emperor, Hong Ge, and even my flying vehicle squad are already headed to Yoyogi Park to take him down there."

"How confident?"

"Seventy percent."

"Only seventy percent?"

"Seventy percent is the probability he goes to Yoyogi Park; if he doesn't, Witch, be careful yourself."

The Witch didn't recklessly rush in, not even retrieving the small missiles; with the Transformation Master present, she wasn't afraid of recordings, but making too much noise was a risk of the mission target finding out by word of mouth.

The two chased each other through the night, the Witch wary of Li Changzhou turning back for a one-on-one duel, followed distantly.

Li Changzhou was the first to charge into Yoyogi Park.

At this moment, inside the park.

"Hey, kid, don't wander out at night alone, or I'll kill you!"

The behemoth turned, a drunken man on a bench under a pine tree shouting at him.

"Beep... beep..."

The goggles analyzed the data of the other party.

The behemoth revealed a trace of disdainful smile: "A combat power of 5, useless."

"Huh?" The drunk staggered to his feet, screeching in fury, "Kid, watched too much anime, huh!"

The behemoth took out a sword hilt, giving it a light flick, buzz!

"Still dare to point toys at me!" The drunk swiped his hand, his palm fell to the ground.

The drunk paused in shock, the searing pain pouring over him like water, causing him to scream in agony.

"Don't cause trouble, if the light sword is seen, it lets the mission target know, I would die with you." the Transformation Master advised.

A flying craft descended, spraying liquid, dissolving the screaming drunk man alive, not even the clothes were left.

"Besides," the Transformation Master continued, "the enemy has arrived."

Four aircraft landed, delivering behemoth's armor.

Finished donning, the behemoth suddenly felt a jolt, and alarms blared simultaneously.

"Behind you!"

The behemoth whirled abruptly, jumping backward.

Not far away, a figure slowly walked from the shadows into a circle of light under a street lamp, like a character making an entrance on a drama stage.

The other wore a red demon mask, instantly recognized by the display.

'King of Black Fog... Combat Power 100'

In the next moment, the target stepped forward, compressing the behemoth's vision rapidly, while King of Black Fog's combat power soared swiftly.

"Combat Power 1000!"

Accompanied by a strong red temperature warning, indicating his opponent could tear through armor.

The behemoth raised an arm to block, as soon as touched, he was fiercely slammed into the concrete floor, both arms shattered completely, vomiting a mass of blood water.

Li Changzhou raised his foot for a stomp.

"Combat Power 1000!"

Are you kidding!

To unleash ten times the combat power with a mortal body is one thing, but to maintain such a status constantly without needing to build up force is...