.121, the burning Oedo 121, the burning Oedo Buddha was seriously injured and sleeping? Then wouldn’t all monks become useless? Where should I find someone to heal?

When he heard this bad news, he looked at the wounded people who were humming with pain on the ground. Feiri and Tadao Kuroshima were both stunned.

——Since they are not Buddhists, they only think of this problem at the first time.

In the island country of Japan and even the entire planet Torrell, there are very few full-time doctors because there are a large number of true gods, churches and pastors. Among the ten doctors who opened in Edo Castle, the first of them was part-time by monks, and only a small number were witches... Obviously, just like when the battle in the Mazka continent, the indigenous priests lost their magical skills as the Sun God was seriously injured and fell asleep, the monks and nuns in this place should temporarily lose all their magic power and healing abilities.

For the Edo-cho urban management team, which is full of wounded soldiers, this is not good news. Many injured people are in very bad condition, and simple bandage alone does not work. If you cannot find someone to treat nearby, you may have died before the priest of the Giant Bear Legion received the news and arrived from the base more than ten miles outside the city.

However, compared to what happened next, this is just a small trouble that cannot be even smaller.

Before Feili and Tadao Kuroshima had agreed to whom to allocate the only bottles of healing potions, the few urban management team members who had been sent out to inquire about the news ran in panic, shouting while running.

"...It's amazing, it's on fire everywhere. The entire Yoshihara Town is burning. Everyone, please put out the fire."

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The bustling Huanchang Flower Street, which was just bustling the moment before, was now shrouded in a thick smoke and fire.

Feili followed Tadao Kuroshima, Ren Kuroshima, Youhu and others out of the courtyard and rushed to the street to observe the situation. As a result, there were bursts of burning air waves facing them, which made them almost unable to open their eyes.

Just before them, a four-story luxury brothel collapsed in the sea of ​​fire, rolling up a large area of ​​choking smoke and dust. Many people who were preparing to put out the fire were caught off guard and injured their eyes by the hot ashes. They immediately cried loudly, allowing the fire to burn bigger and bigger. At the same time, countless embers and sparks flew out, falling on the surrounding roofs, and more flames suddenly burst out.

——In order to prevent earthquakes, the buildings here are usually made of lightweight materials such as wooden boards and paper to avoid hurting people when they collapse. However, when there is a fire, they will become the best fuel...

What's worse is that high-consumption places like Yoshihara Hua Street are usually worth every inch of land, and various houses are densely crowded, making it difficult to find even a gap, let alone a fire protection, and this time the fire came very fiercely... So, before local residents spontaneously organized fire extinguishers, the fire had already lost control.

The deadly smoke and flames quickly dispersed the crowds gathered here, rolling out along the narrow streets and alleys, and seemed to have become tumbling hells from all directions, filled with the sound of burning fires and the rumbling sound of house collapse. The whistling wind further poured out the insult, causing choking dust and smoke to spread to every corner of the town... The dying people completely lost order, dragging their wives, children, relatives and friends, running wildly in the fire, trying to find a safe shelter. The small trees on both sides of the road were broken by the crowd, and even the solid stone railings that were in the way were broken by the fugitives with their flesh and blood.

In this life-and-death race, some weak people moved a little slower, and were pushed to the ground from behind, and then they were trampled on the ground by countless running stinky feet. After finally waiting for the crowd to disperse, they struggled tremblingly to stand up, but were knocked down by the next wave of people again, and continued to step on them... In the orange-red firelight, people who were injured could be seen everywhere on the street, lying on the ground in pain and groaning in pain, struggling to death, and finally being slowly swallowed by the gradually approaching flames...

Anyone who escaped from the fire by chance tried to find an open area to hide. It just so happened that the brothel where Feili and his friends held the banquet was transformed from a lower courtyard in Sensoji Temple. Behind it is a large cemetery, covering a vast area with sparse buildings, and scattered canals and ponds. Although several houses also caught fire and collapsed, they did not spread. It was a rare secluded place in Yoshihara Flower Street.

As a result, a large number of female clients who were dizzy were rushed over in a mess, trying to avoid the fire temporarily. As the highest-ranking official of the Edo-cho Urban Management Team, Tadao Kuroshima had to work on the spot to perform his duties and quickly commanded more than 1,000 remaining team members to maintain order and settle refugees. At the same time, he also had to try to inquire about the fire and contact the superior departments to facilitate the organization of fire extinguishing.

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"...It's really a hell. The fire is so hot. Why isn't anyone coming out to take charge of it? What about the firefighting team? Where are the water dragon teams? Where are they all running? Even if the witches in the shrine pray for a heavy rain, no matter how expensive the sacrifices are needed, even if they use human sacrifices, they will be at least better than the entire Edo being burned out by a fire."

Looking at the dazzling fire that had already reflected half of the sky, Tadao Kuroshima was really shocked and angry for a moment. However, under the pressure of the fire, he had to bite the bullet and direct everyone to push down the surrounding buildings and clear out the fire belt, while stomping his feet and shouting loudly.

At this moment, at least three or four thousand survivors had gathered here, almost all of whom were full of scorching foreheads, and their clothes were covered with burning marks. Some people's hair was burnt and their skin was covered with blisters, but they could not be treated. They could only collapse on the ground and moaned repeatedly. The women and children among them were crying one after another, making everyone feel more anxious.

Outside, the fire is still spreading along the wind, igniting more and more houses, and the soaring smoke completely blocked the view... It is obvious that this place is gradually surrounded by fire. Although it is relatively empty, it is not suitable to stay for a long time. However, no one can tell where it is a safer shelter and where to find a safe escape passage.

Under extreme anxiety, Tadao Kuroshima, who was already unprepared, was quickly tortured to the verge of mental collapse.

"...Oh, don't be angry, Captain Black Island. This fire came so suddenly and violently, and in connection with the previous assassination, it was obvious that there were thieves setting fires, and there might be gods behind the scenes, so no matter how you defend it, you can't help it..."

Although Feili was actually very upset and nervous, she still forced herself to cheer up and patted Tadao Kuroshima on the shoulder and comforted her, "...Without any preparation, she had just encountered a bloody battle. It would be difficult for you to temporarily stabilize the situation. Besides, hasn't Ling Ge Heijima already brought people out of the fire and asked for help? I just used the messaging spell to contact the Giant Bear Legion in the suburbs and ordered the left-behind troops to come and rescue as soon as possible. I believe good news will come soon..."

After Feili's consolation, the new urban management captain promoted from the front line finally calmed down a little.

Then, Tadao Kuroshima received another even more deadly bad news from his brother's mouth.

"...What did you say? Even the killer attacked the fan club in Honcho?"

Tadao Kuroshima stood up in shock and stared at his younger brother who was unkempt and covered in burning fireworks, "... Then is there anyone alive? Are the equipment used to put out the fire still there?"

"... There are indeed some people who are not dead, but I'm afraid they can't count on them."

Hitomi Kuroshima sighed helplessly, "...The office of Yoshihara Town Fire Fighting Group, the patrol team's station, and the tax cards and warehouses of Honma Town were all attacked by a group of black-clad killers. Although the on-duty personnel resisted and persisted until the end, they still set fire to the fire. The fire in Yoshihara Flower Street spread from these places... Well, this time I was lucky enough to catch a very interesting prisoner... Hey, you guys, bring people up quickly."

He turned around and clapped his hands. Immediately, several equally filthy team members dragged a tied guy up from outside and threw it on the ground. Tadao Kuroshima and Feiri came forward curiously, carefully identified it in the flames, and couldn't help but gasp.

"...Isn't this a vampire from the Feren continent, and it's definitely aristocratic... Oh my god, he's wearing a Dragon Witch Cult badge on his chest."

Although the prisoner in front of him seemed quite embarrassed, with only one white glove and leather shoes left, his luxurious silk jacket was almost torn into a piece of shredded cloth, and his hands and body were covered with dirt, he could still tell the elegant and refined and elegant aristocratic temperament from his outfit. Then look at the guy's pale face, the sharp fangs protruding from his mouth, the lingering undead aura and the pungent bloody smell... it is easy to see his identity as a vampire noble.

However, the prisoner's condition was really bad now. Not only was his limbs twisted and fractured, but his chest was obviously sunken, and light yellow smoke continued to emerge from his ears, eyes, nostrils and mouth. His mouth was corroded by something and it was corroded to a large area. One of his fangs was broken, and his nose simply fell off. Only two ugly black holes with yellow and green pus flowing... In short, this guy was dying, so weak that he didn't even have the strength to scream and could only collapse on the ground and moan.

—— Speaking of which, this is the first time Feili has seen what the living "seven orifices smoke" looks like...

"...This platinum magic badge inlaid with purple diamonds...and the home pattern embroidered with enchantment sword spider silk on the clothes... Oh my God, this is probably Captain Hitoshi Kuroshima, the prince of a certain clan. Tell me quickly, how did you catch such a strong man?"

After searching for a while and finding relevant information from the common sense of the alien races in the Feren continent accumulated in their minds, Feili was even more surprised. Vampires of the level of the Prince are even powerful beings who can roam the Feren continent where "there are as many lichs as dogs, and legends are all over the ground". Even if Feili, a half-baked candidate, leads a large-scale church thug to fight in person, unless the trap is arranged in advance, I am afraid that I will not be sure to get it smoothly...

Hei Kuroshima, a weak pseudo-woman who basically doesn't have any magic and is said to be not very good at Kendo, brought four or five muscle-bearded men who are good at street fighting. He didn't prepare any more powerful equipment. He just went out and took a walk around and tied up a vampire prince back.

This is really his cat is too powerful

"...Wow, Prince of Vampire? No wonder he is so rich, and even his subordinates are very generous... Brother Zhongfu and Chief Taylor, this time we have good luck and made a fortune."

Hen Kuroshima raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, and at the same time he reached out and snapped his fingers. Several other followers struggled to lift a large pocket, and then poured out a bunch of messy things from it, all of which were valuable good products - stealth cloak, floating boots, magic pistol, golden wand, spell scroll, gold pocket watch, mitril dagger... and more than forty shining dragon witch sect badges

The expensive property in front of him would not have made Feili, who was already rich, lose his composure on the spot, but he almost felt stupid for the last dazzling victory that could represent great military achievements.

"…Forty-one, forty-two, forty-three...There are eighteen gold badges, and the rest are bronze or brass... Captain Hitoshima, I don't know what to say - this is almost the same as eliminating a branch of the Dragon Witch Sect, how did you do it? Could it be that you and the subordinates you brought this time are actually the legendary swordsmen in the Japanese story that can cleanse gods and fight demons?"

"Yes, what did you do just now?" Tadao Kuroshima also looked eager, "... Let me tell you quickly and let me take a look at it."

"...This...hehe, sir, and brother, you really think of us. I just happened to get a bargain this time and didn't do much..."

In the scorching eyes of the two who were so bright and energetic, Kuroshima Hito scratched his hair a little embarrassedly, and then said a more shocking statement, "...it's really funny to say that these guys actually committed suicide..."

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Chapter completed!