"Okay, so big..."
Hearing Qingliu say how big it is, Hema subconsciously glanced at her chest.
Of course he knew what Qingliu was talking about, but he subconsciously looked at Qingliu's steel plate.
"I don't think it's too big anymore, it's almost like..." Kurosaki muttered.
He Ma: "It feels like moving the Parthenon here?"
Not only Qingliu and Kurosaki were stunned, but even Kazuma was also a little dumbfounded.
The hall of Kuki Office has a huge dome supported by twelve thick pillars, and its internal space is large enough to fit a standard baseball field and auditorium.
As for why it is the Parthenon of Greece, it lies in the twelve Roman style stone pillars supporting the dome.
Having said that, stuffing the Parthenon-like spacious space into the four-story small building of the pocket version of the Japanese island country is, first of all, impossible from the perspective of physical common sense.
While everyone had strong doubts about their sense of space, a burst of melodious harmony and singing suddenly sounded.
As the singing echoed in the empty hall, a group of figurines wearing Noh masks turned out from behind the huge pillars and danced in front of the crowd.
Half a beat after the figurine dancers, another group of armored warriors wearing prajna ghost masks came out, wielding Taidao in coordination with the figurine dancers. The wonderful singing and dancing of Noh-masked figurines and ghost-masked samurai, coupled with the background of the Western-style stone pillar dome, constituted an unimaginable and dreamlike scene in front of everyone.
"Hey, this doesn't look like a temporary rehearsal level."
Qingliu blinked, looking at the Japanese singing and dancing in front of her in surprise. These words were uttered by a former rock girl and a talented music student, which is enough to prove that the singing and dancing were not the product of casually fooling people.
"How should I put it, it feels so unreal from the beginning." Kurosaki frowned and looked around, subconsciously clenched his short stick.
"Tsk, is it often dark?" He Ma couldn't help clicking his tongue.
Whether it's the office's structure beyond the laws of space, or the classical singing figurines dancing in front of him, they are all out of common sense in this world, and remind him of the ever-dark lake occupied by catfish spirits.
Judging from the current situation, there is a high probability that the Jiugui Office will become a similarly dark place, but this is also in his and Yuzao's speculation.
"Be careful, the rules of Chang'an's rule are different from those of the present world."
He Ma Shensheng reminded the two of them, and stretched out his hand to pull Zhengzong out.
When Zhengzong came out of the sheath, there was a "hissing bell". Almost at the same time, the music in the hall changed suddenly, from the melodious waka to the violent and stormy piano sound of the Samadhi Line.
Almost at the same time, the Nomask Dancer and the Ghost-Mask Warrior dancing in front changed their stances and charged towards the crowd.
"Qingliu, don't be distracted!"
The sharply switched zither sound made Qingliu lose his mind for a short while, and he dragged Qingliu away with his horse, and slashed at the ghost-faced warrior rushing forward.
The samurai blocked Zhengzong with the Taichi sword, but was immediately kicked away by Kazuma.
The kicked samurai suffered a series of tooth blows before landing, and then dissipated into black smoke with a low howl.
"is fake?"
"not real!"
Kurosaki who answered was blocking the dancer's spear with his short stick. The spear stabbed by the figurine is extremely sharp, and its strength is not inferior to that of a strong warrior.
Kurosaki felt the impact up to his shoulders, while recalling the scene when he and Shigehiro Genji faced each other in the Fukuji Building.
"These guys look fake, but they can really hurt if you get stabbed! Don't be soft!"
Saying so, Kurosaki raised his spear and shot several spears with his hand. The spear shot shattered the dancer's Noh mask, and the dancer dissipated into black smoke just like the previous samurai.
"Cut! You bastard who pretends to be a ghost!"
Although Qingliu is afraid of ghosts, she has no resistance to opponents who can use swords and swords. With a low shout, he pulled out Duanshi Qingyu, stepped on the thunder light to bully into the enemy's formation, and released a back slash with the lower limit almost touching the ground, instantly killing the three shadow warriors.
"Don't get entangled with the minions, go forward!" The most important thing is to capture the thief first, and to settle with Chong Hong Yuansi!
Hema said in a deep voice, and then waved Zhengzong to take the lead and rushed forward. Seeing this, Qingliu followed closely behind her shoulders.
Lingdao Zhengzong and Fusangshen were constantly raining, and the two Japanese swords along the way provided the main output of the team, while Kurosaki, a weapon expert, swept in the rear, seizing the opportunity from time to time to hit a wonderful auxiliary attack.
The three who were supposed to cooperate for the first time cooperated very tacitly. Along the way, the masked dancers and shadow warriors kept appearing from behind the pillars, but they were killed by the three immediately like chopping melons and vegetables.
When the three of them finally rushed through the twelve pillars and reached the other end of the hall, they roughly estimated that they had killed three figures of shadow puppets.
This number can be said to be far more than the usual extreme weapon fights, even the horses were cut sorely, and Qingliu, who was weak in physical strength, even leaned against the wall and gasped.
Haruu's movements hardened when she was exhausted, leaving minor scratches and scratches on her left arm and shoulder, and Kurosaki was bandaging her with skilled techniques at this time.
Kazuma glanced at Kurosaki and thought that besides playing first-class support, this guy can also take care of the baby by the way. He really deserves to be an all-round player and a treasure for group hunting monsters.
"It seems that the other party wants to fight a war of attrition, the police department added."
Kurosaki who noticed Kazuma's gaze raised his head and said.
"Ah, after all, we have all attacked his lair, and it is only natural that we will desperately resist."
Kazuma shrugged and looked over at the empty hall. Anyway, Shigehiro Genji is also an ancient monster who can talk to Yuzao, and the arrangement in front of him should be said to be in his expectation.
Although they don't know what will be arranged next, they can only see the tricks. Seeing that Qingliu's breathing had recovered, Kazuma immediately shifted his gaze to the back of the hall.
"gone."
**
He Ma originally thought that there would be another round of attrition war when he walked through the hall, but he didn't expect it to be a particularly peaceful journey.
The three of them walked forward along the corridor, and when they realized that the borders of the corridors on both sides had disappeared, a fairly open plain appeared in front of them.
The original corridor turned into a loess road extending to the plain. Herosaki looked down at the grass and flowers fluttering in the wind on the side of the dirt road, and couldn't help taking a breath.
"I've never seen such an outrageous thing in my life. If it hadn't been hacked in by the police department, the officer would definitely wonder if he was crazy right now."
"Well, there's nothing wrong with a bigger layout. After all, worlds beyond our common sense do exist." He Ma shrugged.
These words sounded nothing wrong, but He Ma knew that he felt a bit stubborn.
Chang Andi created by Shigehong Genji is obviously not at the same level as the Great Lake occupied by Catfish Essence, and he can't predict what will happen in the future.
"I think that thing has surpassed the level of pattern or pattern?"
At this time, Qingliu, who was looking up into the distance, suddenly spoke in an almost ethereal tone, and raised her finger forward.
Everyone looked at the square corner she pointed at, and then their eyes widened, with expressions of disbelief and fuck you on their faces at the same time—
I saw a huge castle towering like a mountain at some point in front of the dirt road.
The bottom of the castle is built with a high wall of hard bluestone, and the upper part is a city with a white wall of Mowa. Its outline shape is similar to that of Osaka Castle built by Toyotomi Hideyoshi, but it is much larger in scale.
That majestic volume, like the Empire State Building, makes people wonder whether such a thing can exist in reality
"Hey, what the hell is that?"
"It's Osaka Castle... No, it's much bigger in scale!?"
"Hema, aren't we dreaming?"
The scene far beyond common sense in front of them had an indescribable impact on the spirits of Haruyuu and Kurosaki, and even Kazuma couldn't help but turn pale. He really didn't expect that the other party would actually build a castle! ? If those face-dancing figurines and shadow warriors were still able to cope with it, the magnificent castle in front of them completely broke through that level. If you want to compare it, it is probably similar to suddenly throwing a strategic nuclear bomb to clear the field when the Jidao gang is fighting.
"damn it."
Hema gritted his teeth loudly, feeling extremely annoyed in his heart.
The dream-eating tapir is a monster who is good at manipulating dreams, and it is also an ancient big monster who is contemporary with Tamamo.
Although he knew this before the attack, the opponent's formation far surpassed his expectations—the appearance of that majestic castle is enough to prove that the Nine Ghosts Office has indeed become a place of eternal darkness, as the land of dreams. The master, Shige Hong Yuanji has what he wants here, and his power is almost endless.
So now it is not a question of how to fight, but whether this kind of cross-level confrontation is still possible
Kazuma raised his eyes, his extraordinary eyesight allowed him to easily see the details of the majestic castle.
I saw that the castle was guarded by heavy soldiers holding long knives and firecrackers, and at the top of the castle, Shigehiro Genji, who was dressed in a Chinese costume, was leaning on a railing and looking at this place.
There is also a little girl in a kimono on the castle tower, Shigehong Genji would bow his head and talk to her from time to time. When pointing out his fingers, Shige Hong Yuanji's eyes accidentally met with the horse, then he smiled and raised his hand slightly.
Following Shigehiro Genji's actions, the deafening sound of war drums sounded from the castle, and the revived towering castle shook the earth like a roaring giant.
In front of the astonished crowd, the gate of the castle was thrown open, and then tens of thousands of troops poured out from the gate of the castle in black tides.
The army rushing out of the castle gathered on the plain in front of them. Among them were Ashgaru holding spears and generals straddling horses. The heavily armed legions almost covered the plain as far as the eye could see.
"Hello..."
Everyone was shocked speechless.
At the top of the castle, Shigehiro Genji bowed hospitablely like a hospitable host, then turned and returned to the castle tower.
The little girl next to him was also dragged back by the maid, but she looked at the figure far below with some reluctance.
In the girl's field of vision, the army covering the plain is changing its formation with the sound of war drums, slowly spreading out to both sides, majesticly posing an annihilation and encirclement formation.
Martha muttered: "Is this the big monster?"