Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 696 - 694: The Noble Elite Have No Need for Teammates

Regarding the whereabouts of the Unicorn, Aozawa was unsure. He just set up such a monster's existence, giving it to that target, and then there was the addition of eliminating any trial participants who discovered the Unicorn.

Phoenix Academy Maggie and Ayatsuki Ayaka are exceptions.

If it encounters them, the Unicorn will only choose to hide and escape, rather than eliminate them.

This is why Aozawa is willing to let the Unicorn's whereabouts remain unknown.

After all, it won't bring harm to Ayaka and the others; for other players, they can only hope for the best if they encounter it.

The Unicorn is an elite boss.

Aozawa and Sunaga Takashi didn't walk far when they "luckily" picked up the Earth Escape Talisman and Demon Hunting Decree.

He used the Earth Escape Talisman for high-speed movement underground, with the hard frozen soil flowing backward like a current.

Aozawa couldn't see the situation above, he only advanced based on Sunaga Takashi's instructions behind him.

Using the Demon Hunting Decree, he could see an arrow with his eyes, and following the arrow all the way would lead to the approximate location of the demon.

"It's right here."

A faint voice sounded from behind, and Aozawa floated upward, a bulge formed on the ground, then burst with a bang, like mud falling on the wall.

He and Sunaga Takashi stood in a grassless clearing.

This was a family's courtyard, with a spacious road outside the courtyard fence, a villa-like house located in the front right, appearing solid but actually a wooden house, an easy-to-collapse structure during an earthquake.

By the window, a long-haired boy stood, a single ponytail tied at the back of his head.

There were a few freckles on his face, and in each hand he held a one-time magical treasure, the Five Thunder Strike Talisman, and shouted, "Who are you?"

"Don't worry, we're not interested in you. We just arrived here according to the Demon Hunting Decree."

Aozawa waved his hand and asked, "What city is this?"

"Anchorage."

A cold voice floated down from the roof of the building.

Aozawa looked up, seeing at the edge of the roof a tall girl with her black hair tied up.

She wore a light blue shirt, her full chest rising and falling with her breath, threatening to burst the shirt's buttons, and light blue tracksuit pants, with sneakers on her feet.

Aozawa stepped back two steps to see her face.

"I see, well, thank you. Do you need help?"

"No need, we're confident with this demon. Please leave."

Iwasaki Misa replied coldly.

Normally, she might try to win them over.

Though the three had never met, strong people don't need face-to-face encounters for others to pursue their image.

Iwasaki Misa had seen photos given by her father, knowing both were from the CIA side.

One was named Aozawa, the other Sunaga Takashi.

Her father said both were strong.

But Iwasaki Misa was determined to catch this demon and wouldn't let them share the spoils.

Therefore, she just hoped to send them away.

...

Aozawa and Sunaga Takashi continued to search for the next demon without any conflict with her.

Iwasaki Misa breathed a sigh of relief and turned her gaze to the distant three-story building.

Its external color was dark-toned, its shape square, appearing solid, and in fact, quite solid.

Outside the house was a circular courtyard, covered with grass, a swimming pool, and a large parking garage.

The target residing in the mansion was the demon Iwasaki Misa wanted to hunt.

Last night, from her father, she learned the Unicorn uses something called the Demonic Seed to transform people into monsters.

In the instant she heard, Iwasaki Misa understood she must find the person transformed into a monster before anyone else.

The trial began, and Iwasaki Misa and two subordinates who arrived beside her with the Companion Talisman used a one-time investigation treasure to find in Anchorage a person suspected of being transformed into a monster.

She distinguishes people transformed into monsters from monsters themselves by whether they track trial participants.

Iwasaki Misa utilized her family's network, obtaining relevant information from the local city hall.

She knew the mansion belonged to Anchorage's largest gang, the residence of Blood Angel's boss.

Iwasaki Misa's goal was to capture the opponent alive.

If she could capture the demon transformed from a person and present it as a gift to the U.S. Army, she could earn the Department of Defense's support for the Mitsubishi Group.

Even President Nate would help her father stabilize his position within the group, thus suppressing Kochou's takeover.

Know that the Mitsubishi Group, having risen before World War II, makes the Iwasaki family a famous noble family locally.

How could such a family submit to a commoner's house that relied on a daughter's hard-earned position?

To Iwasaki Misa, that was a disgrace.

Given the chance, she naturally wants to refuse such disgrace.

Iwasaki Misa stared at the mansion, not acting right away but patiently waiting for news from her subordinates.

Soon, a slight ripple appeared in the surrounding air, from which emerged a man standing five-foot-eleven, with ordinary features, and a robust physique.

"Hashiguchi, what's the situation inside the mansion?"

Iwasaki Misa asked, wearing a stern face with a commanding presence.

She understood clearly that with these men, she couldn't choose a gentle approach like when dealing with women.

Once you show gentleness, they start having thoughts they shouldn't.

In fact, a cold and arrogant demeanor will also make the other party have such thoughts, just their attitude won't be as obvious, at most they'll fantasize a bit on the inside, and then use their hands to resolve those impure fantasies.

Iwasaki Misa wants to use such means to fish until the last round, if the man by her side can accompany her till the end, only then will she truly give him a chance.

But it's just giving a chance, it doesn't mean she really wants to accept it.

Iwasaki Misa knows very well that she can't casually give herself away, the partner she finds must be someone who matches her.

She absolutely doesn't want someone who will drag her down.

"Lord Iwasaki, just as you said, there are explosive corpses in the mansion, the leader of the Blood Angels and most of the bodyguards are dead, the only one still alive should be one of the bodyguards.

When I infiltrated to investigate just now, he was playing with the boss's wife."

Saying this, Hashiguchi Fumitarou couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The boss was a filthy old man in his fifties, but the boss's wife was only in her twenties, with a seductive face and peach blossom eyes, truly charming.

It's just a pity, under the other's ferocious attack, that place is probably going to rot.

Upon hearing this, Iwasaki Misa shouted downwards, "Shibata, let's go, try to capture that monster alive, break its limbs, and immobilize it."

"Leave it to me."

Shibata Taro grinned widely.

...

"No, don't!"

In the second floor bedroom of the mansion, beneath a wall hung with wedding photos of an old man and a young woman, a blonde woman's voice was already hoarse from screaming.

The initial joy had turned into painful torment under the other's incessant actions, her tears flowed like a spring, yet her attacker showed not a shred of pity, crazily ranting with a sickly face, "Emma, you bitch!

Damn bitch!

Have you now learned to beg for mercy?"

Magus Chavaria shouted angrily.

It used to give its heart and soul to this woman, even stealing its parents' pension to pay for her tuition, leading to its father being unable to afford hospital treatment and its mother hanging herself in grief.

Yet it still loved this woman, joining the Blood Angels, selling illicit drugs, giving out loans at high interest rates, and so on.

It was willing to do any money-making business, making every effort to support this woman's college education.

But little did it expect, that as soon as she graduated, this bitch would quickly throw herself into the boss's arms.

At this point, it realized that she had long been the boss's woman, no wonder even holding hands was only allowed after marriage.

What drove Magus to the brink of collapse was that the boss, seemingly seeking excitement, even specifically got it to participate in the wedding and take wedding photos.

Even on the wedding night, it had to help by pushing their waists from behind.

Several times Magus wanted to eliminate the boss, but it didn't have the courage.

Even though the other was over fifty, overweight, and hair missing on top, it still deeply feared that old man.

Before gaining strength, it could only fantasize about these things, then vent crazily at Emma's photo in the dead of night.

All of which changed today.

A great entity with a prominent, red unicorn horn descended upon the mansion, forcibly feeding everyone present something called a demonic seed.

The boss exploded on the spot, and the other cronies also burst one by one.

Magus thought it would end up the same, but it didn't; after consuming the demonic seed, it only felt an endless stream of power resonating with its inner thoughts.

All the twisted thoughts of the past were drawn out, transforming into a hideous armor.

It had power and had become a monster loyal to Lord Unicorn.

As for its human identity, Magus never cared.

People in its line of work had long left the realm of humanity, extinguishing all conscience.

"Bitch! I'll kill you!"

Magus cursed, venting years of anger at this moment, its tense body finally relaxed.

"Ah!"

Emma writhed in pain, only feeling a sharp knife stab in, her hands gripping the table's edge tightly, her small mouth relentlessly spouting blood, staining her fair cheeks red.

After a while, she slumped onto the table, her wide eyes frozen, her beating heart stopped.

"Haha."

Magus laughed loudly, its hands pierced through Emma's back, then suddenly tore open to the sides, her body as fragile as tofu.

The thick smell of blood permeated the air, accompanied by a peculiar scent.

Magus took a deep breath, feeling more exhilarated than with illicit drugs, its anger still not dissipated.

Its body now strong beyond belief.

Thinking of the boss's daughter still at school, or at the legitimate wife's other mansion, it got excited.

Although the legitimate wife was already quite old and her body out of shape, considering her status, it was still able to spark interest.

However, before that, Magus needed to resolve some trouble.

It turned its head, its blood-red eyes staring at an empty space, "Are you the trial challengers Lord Unicorn mentioned?

Die!"

Magus hadn't forgotten the task given by Lord Unicorn, to kill the trial challengers who came to the door.