Skirt-Lifting Maniac: Goodness, what superpower is this? This American exorcist seems to have some tricks up their sleeve.
Doujin Artist: Wait! I feel like this isn't the local exorcist's power. It should be that playing card's power.
Amegakure Village's Angel: I also think it's the playing card's power.
Sending the message, Konan stepped into the Soul King's palace that had been repaired again.
Beside the round table in the center, Anzen had returned to his black hair and black eyes. He was wearing a loose white robe, staring intently at the data sheet in front of him.
The table recorded the income details and sources of income for each level of Soul Society, with various notes and markings beside it.
Unohana Retsu stood to Anzen's left, carefully listening to his various reform plans and opinions. Kushina acted as a guard on his right, silent.
Seeing Konan enter the room, Kushina paused slightly, then quickly gave up her position.
Obviously, she was giving way. Showing that she had no intention of competing for Konan's core position, only needing a place to stand beside Anzen was enough.
Konan smiled at her and dragged a few chairs from the corridor on the side, arranging for everyone to sit down. The whole scene was harmonious, without the atmosphere of a love triangle like in legends.
After sitting down herself, Konan turned her attention back to the group chat.
Lin Fengjiao: These Western exorcism tools are really unique.
Doujin Artist: They are really unique. The tools look even more ghostly than the spirits in the restaurants.
Machete Girl: This is normal. I heard Janet say that human power can't beat the strange. So, only the strange can defeat the strange. Her own tools are all inhabited by some kind of spirit. This playing card should be the same, right?
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: Fighting poison with poison exorcism?
Curly-haired Guy: No way, this is just a stand-user's mutual attack! What devils, spirits, these are all fake! Don't be fooled!
Doujin Artist: Idiot.
Skirt-Lifting Maniac: I'm just curious, why did this Jones' eyes turn white?
This is an Actor: That's the form the price takes. Since you know that those so-called tools are all inhabited by spirits, then if you want to use them, it's impossible that there is no price to pay, right?
Pretty Boy from Skull Island: I see, the price is that eye?
Doujin Artist: Not the eye, right? Didn't Anzen say that it's just a form it takes? If it were really the eye, then how many eyes would you need?
Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: That's right, I agree with this statement! Everyone knows that everyone only has three eyes! And looking at the extent of the damage to this playing card, it definitely wasn't used just twice.
Skirt-Lifting Maniac: Oh, Mr. Deadpool is online?
Shark-Faced Guy: Seems like he disappeared for a long time.
Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Oh, hehe! Did you guys miss Uncle? Of course, a handsome guy like Uncle who everyone loves disappearing will definitely make you lonely, right? I expected this a long time ago, so don't be shy!
Curly-haired Guy: Indeed, lonely! So lonely that I want to stab you to death with a knife, you bastard!
Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Okay, where do you want to stab? But I advise you not to stab my kidneys, because they will burst.
Doujin Artist: What the hell, they will burst… Toxic!
Skirt-Lifting Maniac: Ah Yin is speechless.
Soul Society's Villain: I'm curious what the three eyes thing is about, are you the same race as Yuzuki?
Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: No, no, I'm a pure Earthling! But every Earthling has three eyes, don't you know that, little cutie? Do you need me to tell you?
This is an Actor: If you dare to say the eye behind your butt, I'll block you.
Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Cough, never mind then. Please forget what I just said, humans only have two eyes.
Doujin Artist: Damn it, just like you! Crap!
Lin Fengjiao: I remember Deadpool was busy with livestreaming before? How's the preparation going?
Skirt-Lifting Maniac: Right! Didn't you say you were going to get the public to attack the White House, how's the progress now?
Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: Oh, yes! Uncle has been busy with this matter for a while and hasn't slept! But the ending is happy, I succeeded!
Skirt-Lifting Maniac: Wow!
Doujin Artist: That's a little exciting!
Curly-haired Guy: Hey, hey, you don't really believe this guy can get the public going, do you? Really? Really? The most he can get going is just his billions of internet fans!
Lin Fengjiao: Billions of internet fans?
Scarlet Lotus Fairy: Where did billions of internet fans come from?
Machete Girl: Pfft! You two, I think it's better if you don't dwell on this sentence too much. Exploring the truth behind this is too heavy, not suitable for you right now.
Katsura Kotonoha's mouth twitched severely. Sometimes she really felt that knowing too much wasn't a good thing. You really can't play jokes too often, it'll corrupt people.
Buzz.
Just as she was thinking this, the environment in the room changed drastically again. As the ripple gradually deepened, she even saw the black devil shadow extending from behind Jones.
It opened its mouth, making a silent smile. And those surging waiters and black hands in the walls were gradually annihilated under the influence of the ripples, and the floors, wallpaper, and furniture began to fade.
Most of the restaurant area had returned to its original appearance, and the exquisite and luxurious decorations became dilapidated and desolate. Thick black liquid splashed everywhere, and the waiters lying on the ground became skeletons.
"Hiss, I'm at the limit!" Jones spat out a mouthful of blood and put the playing card back in his pocket. "While we can, let's go!" He picked up Katsura Kotonoha and kicked open the glass door.
But before the two of them could walk out of the door, pale palms suddenly stretched out from the cracks in the door. They intertwined with each other, weaving into a strange wall of flesh.
"Hehehe, is the guest satisfied?" A terrifying, strange laughter came from the depths of the restaurant. Black mist rose again, and it seemed that some terrifying being hidden in the depths had been awakened by the noise just now.
"It's over, it's over!" Seeing the situation before her eyes, Jones' face turned ashen. "This is about to evolve into an evil spirit, we're dead this time."
"Evil spirit?" Katsura Kotonoha raised her eyebrows and took out her Zanpakuto from her personal space. Facing the source of the sound, she swung out a sword.
Slash.
Sword light burst forth, silver light shone.
Puff.
The entire restaurant suddenly made a muffled sound like a deflated ball. Then, the black gas gradually dissipated like Yuki flowers encountering high temperatures.
The wall of hands blocking the door also began to fall apart, turning into bursts of blue smoke.
Returning the sword to its sheath, Katsura Kotonoha's expression was a bit speechless. "This evil spirit, seems like nothing special."
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