Demon Capital Slayer

Chapter 57 Oh, it's glowing!
Yujian was so excited about obtaining the strongest eye that he couldn't sleep.

Compared to a real eagle, he has neither claws nor wings, but he has his own sword.

The thought of combining swordsmanship with the strongest eye, possessing unparalleled vision, is enough to excite him as a swordsman.

Similarly, many other people in the city are also having trouble sleeping.

However, they weren't so excited that they couldn't sleep; on the contrary, they felt extremely tired, but the demon of overtime work clung to them relentlessly.

"I feel like I'm getting old."

Mai Jinguji looked at the report and muttered to herself.

"No, Section Chief is forever young." Aizawa Kirito stared at the spirit radar screen, his eyes bloodshot.

That night, the Countermeasures Division was as busy as ever. The spirit tortoise Xuanwu was divining, the spirit radar was screaming, and even the newcomers who delivered materials were kicked in the butt by their seniors and forced to run.

The sudden surge of level-five spiritual energy put everyone on high alert.

If this level of spiritual energy fluctuation is not the result of a fifth-level spiritual master casting a spell at full power, it means that some Netherworld creatures with at least fifth-level power have come to the shallow layers of the Netherworld near the mortal realm.

There may not be many left. One of them is that the shallow mortal realm not far from the present world is in great turmoil, enough to cause the collapse of the mortal realm. Moreover, the scale of the mortal realm is by no means a fleeting thing like a flower dew. It is at least at the level of a nation.

Whatever the truth may be, it is beyond the capabilities of a small, newly established organization like the Supernatural Disaster Countermeasures Division. Their role in the Japanese underworld is essentially that of a local police officer plus a regular detective.

Although Section Chief Jinguji Mai comes from a prestigious exorcism family, she is powerless in the face of this situation. Even if she unseals the family's century-old spirit sword, Aragyu, the Countermeasures Section cannot find a swordsman who can wield a spirit sword of this level, let alone a sword saint who can surpass the limits to unleash the power of the spirit sword.

The former is at least a once-in-a-century occurrence, and with good luck, one or two might emerge every few decades. If you encounter the so-called golden generation or dream generation, several might emerge in succession during the same era.

However, only two people in the entire history of Japan have ever produced the latter, and they were master and apprentice.

In conclusion, if it were a normal supernatural disaster, Mai Jinguji, as the section chief, would have already been working diligently, even though the Supernatural Disaster Countermeasures Section has been mobilized for what seems like the umpteenth time this month.

But when faced with the fluctuations of the fifth energy level, she remained remarkably calm. After instructing her subordinates on how to respond, she lay down and waited for the landline phone in front of her to ring.

This telephone, specially painted in red, can only be connected to a limited number of lines and is highly encrypted both physically and technically, making it virtually impossible for anyone to eavesdrop on it.

Only the section chief, Mai Jinguji, has the authority to use the countermeasures section, but she is not authorized to make calls on the several communication lines; she can only receive calls.

"Xiaotong, which side do you think will be the first to call in tonight?"

"I don't know, Section Chief."

"The Shrine of Gods? The Religious Affairs Commission? Could it be Mount Hiei?"

“I hope it’s the former leader of the electronic chanting band who calls personally. I heard he’s a likely candidate to become the head monk of the Tendai sect.” Mai Jinguji suddenly became excited, but quickly slumped back onto the table, exhausted.

Today, Kiyokawa Motomu, the consultant rehired by the Countermeasures Division, was not present, so she let herself go a bit.

"Why doesn't the section chief mention the country?" Aizawa Kiri suddenly asked.

"Would you care if a stray dog ​​outside got beaten up?" Mai Jinguji glanced at him sideways.

“Wow, the section chief’s insults were really harsh.” Aizawa Kirito said monotonely, “At least in history, Lord Tokugawa submitted a memorial requesting the position of Shogun, the guardian dog of the Far East’s gateway islands. He was a dog, wasn’t he?”

"Yes, yes, but unfortunately, loyalty that isn't absolute is absolutely disloyal." Mai Jinguji chuckled mockingly.

"Section Chief, is it really okay for us to talk about these things?" Aizawa Kirito rolled her eyes.

"Tsk tsk tsk, to use Kiyokawa-sensei's words, this is something that can't even be mentioned." Jinguji Mai clicked her tongue:

Their conversation was interrupted by a sudden alarm.

Originally, the spiritual radar, which is an advanced spiritual energy detection device, was in a state of full red all night. Well, this piece of junk often gives false alarms or misreports due to its limited technology, and its accurate detection range is also small. It belongs to the previous generation of products.

But at this moment, the spirit radar is... glowing.

"Section Chief, this thing is glowing!"

Aizawa Kirito's voice became strained and stuttering, and even her dead fish eyes gained a bit of sparkle. Considering she was already terrified, it was more likely that her eyeballs were reflecting radar light.

Accompanied by an ominous 'crackling' sound, beams of light burst forth from the inside of the spirit radar, which was even older than Aizawa Kirito's. This device operated on the principle of resonance, thus enabling it to react to spiritual energy fluctuations within a certain range. However, such a strong resonance reaction proved that the fluctuations it detected were not simply due to excessively high energy levels.

Jinguji Mai slammed her hand on the table and stood up, showing no sign of laziness whatsoever.

"Senior Turtle! Location!"

Upon hearing this title, the members of the Countermeasures Department looked on in near astonishment as Senior Xuanwu, who was usually as slow as a tortoise—well, he really was a tortoise—stood up!
Senior Xuanwu is warming up by standing on his two hind legs!
Senior Xuanwu is running into the arena!

Senior Xuanwu has fallen!
"Huff, huff, huff..." Reaching the target location at a sprint speed for a tortoise, Xuanwu immediately foamed at the mouth and collapsed, stretching out its forelimbs to point out the correct direction before completely losing consciousness.

Although it is just an ordinary spirit beast, it has been doing this job for decades and still has a lot of professional ethics. If it is at the cost of lying down for a period of time, it is not impossible to quickly determine the location of the spirit disaster.

"Take good care of Senior Xuanwu, wait, which area is it!"

Mai Jinguji's expression turned extremely serious. She remembered that a patrol team from the Countermeasures Division was out there tonight. When the fifth ability fluctuations occurred earlier, she had instructed them to stay put and investigate, and not to underestimate the enemy or act rashly.

"Tsk, don't die." Jinguji Mai picked up the communicator and started calling the field crew ahead, her inner alarm bells ringing.

As soon as the communication was connected, the howling and wailing of Shiraishi Yiqi immediately came from the other end.

"Section Chief! It's a nation collapsing! And it's a man-made collapse! Someone is visualizing an apocalyptic vision! All swords and weapons within a radius of several kilometers are showing signs of resonance; it's an offensive vision containing elements of swords!"

"If I can't go back, please tell me..." Shiraishi Ichiki's voice choked with emotion as he prepared to plant two big flags behind his back.

"Shut up, report the details, and we'll talk about your last words after you die!" Mai Jinguji shouted sternly.

“A large-scale dimensional mirage appeared in the sky above the city. Anyone with a slightly higher level of spiritual insight could see it. Its diameter is measured in kilometers and it is at least a national-level dimensional mirage. Today’s spiritual energy fluctuations mostly originated from there.”

"So, someone just destroyed the eternal world?"

"Yes! A red light pierced through the mortal world, and then the projection disappeared in 3.75 seconds. I calculated it by looking at my watch, so there may be an error, but it won't be too big."

"Before disappearing, signs of the collapse of the world could be clearly observed. Section Chief, what should we do?" Shiraishi Kazuki was completely panicked, but he still knew how to record relevant information, which showed that he was well-trained.

“An apocalyptic image, there aren’t many visualizations in the world that require components of this level, so why would it appear in Tokyo? It doesn’t make sense…” Mai Jinguji looked incredulous before she quickly came to her senses.

"Forget about the data, you guys get out of here first. Only really tall guys can handle this kind of thing. Go, get out of here quickly!"

"Yes!" Shiraishi Kazuki immediately ended the communication.

Before the communication was completely lost, I could vaguely hear the clicking sound of a bicycle being kicked and sparks flying from the other end.

If I remember correctly, they were disguised as patrol officers in the Chengfan District today, also known as the Japanese Island Police Station, and their only mode of transportation was bicycles.

"An apocalyptic image; the last time I saw this term was in historical documents related to the fire of Sodom."

Mai Jinguji paced back and forth, and everyone in the entire countermeasures department held their breath, the air becoming exceptionally heavy.

"Red light, sword elements, offensive... Could it be the burning demon sword Levadin from Ragnarok? Could it really be related to the fire of Sodom? It is said that its composition includes this image."

"Xiao Tong, go check the entry and exit records! See if any high-level psychic abilities from Northern Europe have entered the country recently?"

"Yes!" Aizawa Kirito immediately rushed to the computer.

Although internet speeds in this era are far slower than after the millennium, they are not nonexistent.

"Everyone else, stop standing around and get moving!"

"Are we going to wait until the flames of Sodom hit our heads before we run?"

Mai Jinguji clapped her hands loudly, and everyone in the Countermeasures Division sprinted away as if they had been whipped.

Looking at the busy crowd, Jinguji sighed.

"The Netherworld Tide is a once-in-a-millennium event. How could I have stumbled upon such a wonderful thing?"

"It's over now."

(End of this chapter)