"A miko from the Kingdom of Demons...are you here to clean up?"

Kabuto put away his confused expression before.

For a multiple agent like him, it is not difficult to put on a new mask anytime and anywhere.

He looked at the miko with a look full of vigilance.

He knows best what kind of role the wandering witches in the land of ghosts play in various countries.

In the past, he had directly fought with several of the wandering witches over some matters.

They are a group of ninjas who are highly skilled in medical ninjutsu and master various strange secret techniques. They are extremely troublesome to deal with.

They wear the clothes of witches, but never do the work of clergy. They are the sharp fangs of the Kingdom of Ghosts that penetrate into the realms of various countries.

The most frequent places are small countries where civil war is breaking out.

The miko on the other side of the stream, facing Kabuto's question, did not speak. From her pure white sleeves, a sickle connected by an iron chain slipped out. At the other end of the chain, there was a scythe the size of a human head, covered with hard hair.

Spiked bolas.

The entire holy body exuded an ominous aura.

Compared to a miko, the other party at this moment looks more like a demon from a picture book about the Kingdom of Ghosts.

The combination of the sickle and the meteor hammer vividly demonstrates this bloody violence.

Kabuto slowly moved his steps, trying to distance himself from such a dangerous person again.

As soon as he made a move, the miko seemed to sense something and shook her arm hard.

The spike-covered bolas immediately cut through the air and flew towards Kabuto like a meteor.
Chapter completed!