I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 60 A river of blood

"Intercepted?"

"How can this be repaired—"

In the Metropolitan Police Department's operations command center, a group of high-ranking officials were filled with grief and indignation, angrily cursing without regard for decorum.

A single Tomahawk missile costs $150 million to manufacture in America, using factories and workers in island nations, yet it's sold to island nations for a staggering $500 million. And what's more, after firing three, they only managed to make a sound?
Can't you just stay put and take the missile in your face, you monster?
"Gentlemen, do not confuse the extraordinary with the things in supernatural tales."

Director Zhu Ya was the calmest one present. Having dealt with so many extraordinary people, he had developed a strong heart.

"These extraordinary beings are cunning and thoughtful; lurking among humanity, they have long since figured us out. With their bizarre abilities, dealing with straightforward modern weapons is not difficult for them."

Ultimately, guns and cannons are used to kill 'human beings'.

Even when hiding inside tanks or warships, the human body remains extremely vulnerable.

Just like those three Tomahawk cruise missiles, although they were intercepted by the 'extraordinary beings,' the aftershocks of the explosions were still deadly: the wailing and lamentation on the nearby streets were proof of that.

However, for extraordinary beings, as long as they are not at the epicenter of the explosion, but merely experiencing the aftershocks...
The paper doll girl in the picture waved her paper fan, blowing away the billowing smoke.

Truly 'no harm even with smoke'!
"Where are the Self-Defense Forces? Haven't they arrived yet—?"

"Tell them to hurry up!"

A group of high-ranking officials were getting anxious. Their five extraordinary individuals had been easily held off by just three of the opposing forces. Apart from Saito Suke, who was fighting honestly, Ichihashi Tatsu, who was speeding through the wind, was also 'dedicated' to broadcasting the battle situation live. It was more like playing around than fighting.

As for the people in the Metropolitan Police Department on the mountain, they could all see that he was letting the fish out.

Given the power of lightning to suppress modern equipment, coupled with his speed far exceeding that of Iori Ichika and Teng Shengzi, he should have already taken them down.

"Artificial superhumans are ultimately weak."

The Vice Minister of Defense couldn't help but lament that compared to the 'native superhumans' who possess all sorts of bizarre abilities, the 'artificial superhumans' who only have their strength, speed, and physique enhanced can initially rely on equipment to resist, but once the equipment fails, they immediately fall into a disadvantageous position.

The key to this battle:

All eyes were on the three-headed 'dog demon'.

If anyone could possibly turn the tide of the battle, it would only be Wataru Tanimura, the 'original extraordinary'!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

On the battlefield,
Those with extraordinary abilities belonging to the island nation naturally understood this as well.

"Mocha, Mai, hold them off!"

"Woof!" X2
The two dogs, transformed into dog demons, abandoned their defenses.
They pounced forward, completely in a life-or-death situation.

They were all dogs, instinctively obeying Tanimura Wataru's commands; faced with this desperate posture, Saito Suke and Ichihashi Tatsutoshi chose to withdraw and wander away.

First, fighting to the death with a dog is somewhat beneath one's dignity; second, let's set aside Ichihashi Tatsumi's obsession with live streaming for now. Saito Suke, perhaps, also harbored the desire to use the government's extraordinary intervention to prevent the opening of the so-called Rashomon-like situation.

As the mountain said, they couldn't stop it.

Because that monster called 'Paper Dance' can suppress their 'demon power'.

Perhaps it was a contingency plan left behind by that 'Third Master,' or perhaps 'Paper Dance' was simply stronger than all of them. In any case:

His gaze flickered slightly to Tanimura Wataru, who was speeding past him. Saito hadn't even used his 'sorcery' yet.

"really,"

Qiu Riyou naturally noticed the 'letting the three ahead of her go easy'.

However, given that the paper dancers were floating above a large number of corpses of 'Unification Church' members, this was not a big deal.

Enjoys playing with

That's exactly the nature of Paper Dance.

"Oh my, isn't this that dog demon guy?"

As Tanimura Wataru charged toward her, Kamimai held up her folding fan and smiled sweetly.

"Judging from your murderous look, you don't seem to be here to repay a debt of gratitude, do you?"

"Sorry, I have to stop you!"

Looking up at the paper dance floating in the air, Tanimura Wataru also looked troubled.

To be honest, the other party had once saved him from the "Rain Woman"; now that he was attacking the other party, it was rather like repaying kindness with enmity.

But
"Could you please give up summoning the hundred demons?"

Upon hearing Tanimura Watari's earnest plea, the paper dancers in the air couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hey dog ​​demon, whose side are you on?"

"Your power was also bestowed upon you by that great one. Aren't you afraid he'll take it back?"

After saying that, he even 'kindly' added a sentence,
"You'll die~~"

"Sorry, I am a human being."

After a few seconds of silence, Tanimura Wataru gave this answer.

Snapped,

With a clap of her hands, she closed the paper fan in her hands, and Paper Dance's smile faded.

"Hey dog ​​demon, let me teach you a lesson."

"Don't stand and chat with others in your next life—"

? !
The next instant, a giant mouth suddenly opened beneath Tanimura Watari's feet and lunged at him from both front and back!

This is a giant mouth made of paper, yet with the blessing of the Paper Dance's 'demon power,' it is strong enough to tear apart steel: even Tanimura Wataru's body is no exception.

"Don't think about it!"

With a push of his arms, Tanimura Wataru grabbed the upper and lower jaws of the giant mouth.

Boom~~
Paper kept flying up from the ground, forming the body of a giant white python: this paper python was firmly biting Tanimura Wataru, shaking its head, trying to devour him.

Tanimura Wataru, who was being held in the python's mouth, knew the danger and braced himself with his arms to support the python's jaws, as if the stalemate would continue indefinitely.

"Hehe~~ Goodbye, little dog demon."

The paper dance floating in the air simply involves pointing a folding fan in its hand.

Strange patterns appeared on the paper that made up the giant snake's body inside its mouth.

In the center of the circular pattern is the Chinese character '爆' (explosion).

boom! !

The python's head suddenly exploded, and the remaining papers flew out as if they had lost their power.

At the same time, a charred body fell down.

? !
"No---"

"It's over, it's over!"

In the Metropolitan Police Department, the officers who witnessed it all clutched their heads in disbelief and gasped. The extraordinary individual they had spent so much time, manpower, and resources to recruit had just vanished like that.
Some high-ranking officials frowned and quietly retreated behind the crowd.

Things are hopeless, time to make a run for it!
Even if there really were a hundred demons parading at night, there would be one place in Tokyo that would be absolutely safe: the Inari Shrine in Sugamo-cho, Toshima Ward!

Surely a god of abundance wouldn't allow 'demons' to cross his torii gate?
It's the American beasts who offended Inari, what does it have to do with their island nation's high-ranking officials?

"The Self-Defense Forces have arrived!"

Just then, someone shouted.

In the footage, the Self-Defense Forces finally arrived late, their efficiency far surpassed by the Marines from the neighboring United States.

As for the result—

boom! boom! boom! boom!
The armed helicopters that had just arrived on the battlefield exploded into huge fireballs in mid-air without firing a single shot.

Countless pieces of debris fell, and flames reflected on numerous distorted faces.

"All units, be prepared to intercept the enemy."

One of the commanders was only halfway through his sentence when he couldn't continue.

What are you blocking?
The paper that the other party threw out;
How to block it?

End-point interception is also a form of blocking.
Information from the front lines indicates that the extraordinary being known as 'Paper Dance' can control the flying of paper.

What's even more disgusting is that the papers she controls can explode: everyone recognizes the big "explode" character on those papers and naturally knows its function.

Faced with an opponent who can unleash a barrage of flying grenades with a mere wave of their hand, how can an armed helicopter intercept them? Forget interception, they can't even dodge them. So—

"Ground troops, advance!"

Under the orders of the 1st Division's grimacing 'General', various Type 87 reconnaissance and surveillance vehicles and Type 96 wheeled armored personnel carriers sped towards the location of the 'Unification Church' headquarters building. But the same problem remained:

Faced with sheets of paper capable of exploding, these light armored vehicles quickly broke down amidst billowing black smoke.

The infantrymen who disembarked were no longer expected to be relied upon.

Because that's simply unrealistic!

The Self-Defense Forces are finding it difficult to move an inch.

Even if they risked their lives to fill the paper, the paper flying in the sky seemed endless.

Faced with this scene, the Self-Defense Force personnel angrily cursed that they would resign after returning home, while hiding behind the armored vehicle and not showing their faces!

Let whoever wants to die go ahead!

"Hmm, we've got about enough offerings."

Surrounded by countless fluttering papers, 'Paper Dance' seemed to have had enough, or perhaps had lost patience.

Besides the entire Unification Church, plus the Self-Defense Forces who came to "deliver their heads," the demand for 100 souls has already far exceeded the limit. Therefore:

"In my name, come forth—"

With a clap of his hands, the pile of corpses of the Unification Church located below the 'Paper Dance' began to tremble violently.

The next second, a huge door burst open.

"Rashomon!"

Rumble, rumble~~~
As the earth trembled violently, countless stones and rocks cascaded down like a waterfall, revealing a vermilion gate!

This 'door' is 20 meters wide and 50 meters high, and it is still a very eye-catching presence even in the high-rise buildings of Shibuya: countless flying crimson horns extend from the door to the sky, like a mountain of knives in hell or the hair of a demon.

On the massive door, a demonic face was clearly visible: a blue face with fangs, glaring angrily, as if it would break free from the door at any moment!

Once this gate, exuding the aura of hell, opened, despair was left for the island nation from top to bottom.

Others may not know, but how could they not know?

Rashomon, the gate between the human world and hell, is recorded in the Konjaku Monogatari. It was a city gate in Kyoto, an island nation, a thousand years ago, used to ward off all kinds of demons. It is also known as Rashomon.

Once opened, it signifies a parade of a hundred demons!

"If all else fails..."

Use subnuclear weapons!

Within the Metropolitan Police Department, a high-ranking official couldn't help but want to make a suggestion.

What's the big deal if a few ordinary people die?

If the hundred ghosts were released: according to the principle of 'repaying grievances and taking revenge,' who among those present would dare to say that they have lived a life without fault?
If you are possessed by an evil spirit, then you truly have no control over your own life or death.

"and many more,"

Director Zhu Ya raised her hand, stopping her colleagues from making such an embarrassing scene.

"We still have a chance."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Shibuya

The sky darkened.

It was as if even gods and Buddhas were unwilling to face what had happened.

Beneath the dark clouds, a massive gate stood tall: above the gate floated a paper dance, majestic and awe-inspiring, like an unparalleled demon!

However in reality
Tsk, do I have to clean up this mess myself again?
Akihi Yu couldn't help but sigh. The island nation was so unhelpful! They gave up struggling without even putting in much effort.

Could it be that the only way to finish off the two policewomen was by 'fighting with both hands'? They were easily suppressed by the mountain; the two ninja dogs were also held back by Saito and Ichihashi: most of their chakra power had been used up, which helped Akihi Yu gain some experience.

With Akihi Yu also feeling a sense of emptiness, this 'drama' should come to an end.

After a battle, controlling 'Paper Dance' consumed a great deal of energy.

As for the 'Rashomon' underfoot...
It's not a real B-grade 'Spiritual Communicator Rashomon', it's just a showpiece.

If they keep acting like this, the mistake will be exposed.

So--

"Hear my command, all demons!"

With 'Paper Dance' giving the order, phantom images appeared around the giant Rashomon gate.

Among them is the Bone Woman, whose body has clearly turned into bones, yet she still puts herself inside someone else's skin, crying and searching everywhere for her beloved.

There is a hair-eating demon, which, though in human form, has black hair all over its front and back, coiling around and strangling people.

There is a flying demon formed from the resentment of a dead female prisoner. It is extremely beautiful and seeks out men to suck their life essence.

There was also a blood-stained Guhuoniao, who was carrying a skeletal infant and staggering alone.

There are also the monstrous mole crickets that leap around like monkeys, bringing disease; the red tongues that lick out and devour people, hidden in a black cloud; and the mirages that are formed from illusions in the sea, bringing a myriad of fantastical scenes wherever they go.
For a while,
Ghostly figures and all sorts of strange monsters screamed, cried out in anguish, wandered aimlessly, leaped and bounded, or roared furiously, struggling to escape around Rashomon!
Even though she was preparing to leave, Akihi Yu still wanted to make a grand entrance.

Next.
The 'hero' has arrived.

(End of this chapter)