The villainous second young lady becomes a god in a bizarre Tokyo.

These are more than just slaves; slaves are the precious property of slave owners. They are practically disposable chopsticks to be thrown away after use.

They do not provide any supernatural items for recovery, nor do they allow the other party enough rest, and they relentlessly exploit the other party's supernatural abilities.

It even forces those with superpowers to use their own blood as a catalyst to activate their abilities.

Even capitalists would weep upon seeing this.

Unfortunately, the summer flower painting is one of the works cultivated by the summer zaibatsu (summer conglomerate).

The idea of ​​making the most of everything and benefiting oneself is deeply ingrained.

Her deep red eyes gleamed slightly.

“If the abandoned branch of the Nianma lineage possesses some of these qualities, it seems possible to reclaim and operate within it.”

Make the best use of everything.

This method of targeting young people with moles is not making the most of the resources.

Instead, it's about overspending in advance.

You have to understand that every C-level or so ability user is a precious asset. How can you overdraw your abilities prematurely, causing them to become ineffective or even lead to death?

Of course, it's about maintaining a state that's neither dead nor ineffective, and even offering a little incentive to lure people in and allow them to make some progress within a certain range, while squeezing them as much as they can.

If you work hard enough, you might even be given a small position.

This is the correct way to operate.

Summer flowers bloomed on her lips, and a gentle smile, as warm as a night-blooming cereus, blossomed on her lips.

"Alas---!"

Below, Chikuri suddenly shivered, feeling a chill on her back. She quickly shook her head, her golden hair swaying.

"Mom, is it ready yet?"

"When are we going to set off to kill that monster? I can't wait!"

Upon hearing this, Natsumi Hanae stood up from Chikari's body and spoke.

"immediately."

She looked at another group, a recently rising folk religious sect.

Cult.

—The Wheel of Light

Summer Flower Painting slightly pursed her cherry lips, her eyes sparkling with rich color; tonight's trip had certainly been worthwhile.

It looks like...

The plans in my mind can be accelerated.

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Chapter Nine: The Strange Must Die!

On a towering cliff.

Summer flowers seem to lightly touch their toes like birds, leaping down.

The exquisite, jet-black gown, cinched at the waist, blends seamlessly with the night, swaying gracefully and rippling like the magnificent tail of a phoenix, stirring up endless waves.

Chikuri Shin followed closely behind.

Thanks to the Ubume, Itsumade is a template.

When Natsumi Hanae and Chikari Makoto landed, the ground did not suffer a devastating explosion, nor did it even make a slight sound, let alone shatter.

Just like two leaves falling to the ground, silently.

It perfectly suited the quiet night.

Immediately afterwards, Summer Flower closed her eyes slightly, and the golden cherry blossom petal pattern between her eyebrows flashed by.

Suddenly, she shot out like an arrow released from a bow.

Its speed even created layers of afterimages, but the forest remained as tranquil as ever.

Chikari Makoto was left speechless.

Just how powerful is Mom?

"Could it be that they've already reached the point where they can destroy the Summer Zaibatsu all by themselves? If so, then I'm useless."

Although the Itsumade template does not provide any vision bonus at night, it is a bird-type monster by nature, and its vision is already extremely terrifying.

But even Chikuri Shin.

There was no way to pinpoint the location of the summer flower painting; one could only glimpse its lingering afterimage.

If this were to happen in a real battle, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have time to react before my head is ripped off, my body separated from my body, and I'd be sent off in different directions.

She originally thought that through her relentless training since childhood, she had at least caught up with Natsumi Hanae's pace.

Unexpectedly, they can't even see a trace of the other party now.

"Mom...it's even scarier than before."

Chishou pursed her pink lips slightly, her amber-like eyes dimming slightly.

But then it suddenly lit up.

"But I won't give up. I'll keep following, and I'm sure I'll see his back!"

She is only one step away from being B-rank, and once she reaches B-rank, with the combined effect of her Qi ability and the Itsumade template, her strength will become one of the best among B-rank individuals.

It may not be difficult to catch a glimpse of the silhouette of summer flowers.

Thousand Hunting True Qi is full.

Now, let's start by following the silhouette of summer flowers.

Chikuri's eyes revealed a determined look.

A surge of turbulent energy coursed through her body, enveloping her entire form, and her amber pupils instantly transformed into pure gold.

She activated part of her Qi and part of Itsumade's speed.

With a light touch of his toes on the ground, he stirred up a swirling airflow and sped towards the direction of Summer Flower Painting, only slightly slower than his opponent.

The summer flower painting in front of her slightly turned her head.

"Have they caught up?"

"The speed is acceptable; it seems I haven't been slacking off lately."

Tonight's purpose, besides loosening my muscles, is also to fulfill the wishes of Kagaki Sengarama.

Of course, after the discovery of the Wheel of Light and the Nianma lineage, the above two points all became secondary.

The Wheel of Light is a cult.

It is a branch of the Pure Land True Principle Teaching.

Both are of the same nature; they are cult groups that promote the idea of ​​a bizarre arrival and are propagating doomsday theories.

Only by joining a sect can one enjoy ultimate bliss.

Otherwise, one can only enter hell and suffer endless torment.

The Wheel of Light is relatively small, while the Pure Land Principle Cult is very large, having become a city religion in many cities and being followed by countless ordinary people.

This is understandable, given the bizarre and complex world where conglomerates and associations control the sorcerer system, and only a very small number of people awaken to become superhumans and are absorbed into the conglomerates and associations.

Most people are still ordinary people.

They can only find psychological comfort by believing in a religious sect, and the future blueprint for joining the sect, which the Pure Land True Principle Sect promotes, is painted too beautifully.

Its leader and his followers are powerful superhumans.

They occasionally display their skills, calling them miracles.

Ordinary people couldn't possibly withstand this.

However, only Natsume Hanae knew that the inner workings of the Pure Land School were not so simple.

Because the being they worship is not a god, Buddha, or immortal, but rather...

— Weird!

The reason why the Wheel of Light became a branch was to do things that were not convenient for the Pure Land True Principle Sect.

It could even be used as a means to escape blame or take the blame later on.

The Nianma lineage can be carefully considered, and there are plans to incorporate it.

As for the group from the Wheel of Light...

Thinking of this, Xia Rihua's deep red eyes narrowed slightly, becoming narrow and cold, bright and eternal, like a blood-red and beautiful red spider lily blooming in the darkness, full of the color of death.

"Erasing is the only answer."