Unjust Anime, but with Death Note

"As long as we restrain his arms and drag him until Liang Yi arrives, everything will be over."

Volume 1: 77 Beauty Saves the Hero (6K)

Under the sunlight, Nakagawa Tomomasa's body reflected the uniquely cold luster of metal. Without a doubt, if one struck that crystalline body directly with flesh, blood would flow...

With current Japanese technology, there's no effective way to eliminate the Apocalypse virus. In other words, without weapons, being scratched and bleeding by the Apocalypse Crystal with bare hands would mean being sentenced to death.

Anyone infected with the Apocalypse virus is certain to die, unless they are given an inhibitor developed within the Truth Church, but ultimately, death is inevitable. However, if the virus concentration is low, a relatively comfortable death is possible. However, a large dose of the virus will result in excruciating pain in the final days of life.

Nakagawa Tomomasa, who was in charge of monitoring the development of the Apocalypse virus, was absolutely certain of this. No one dared to risk their lives. With the remaining sixteen lambs to be slaughtered, even Light Yagami, already wounded by the virus arrow, wouldn't risk approaching him again.

He greedily enjoyed the terrified looks of the hostages.

This was different from the power-worship he'd enjoyed when he was still a human, a high-ranking official in the Truth Church. This kind of gaze was etched in his blood: a fear of violence and power.

Thus, under the blessing of this absolute power, Nakagawa Zhizheng's mentality became extremely inflated, and he began his own chant:

"I was originally trying to figure out why the people from the Ministry of Home Affairs arrested you, but now... I no longer have that extra interest."

"Here, right now, I will kill you all. This is my duty as a god."

"Human ability has its limits. I've learned one thing in my short life: the more you scheme and manipulate power, the more you realize that human ability has its limits. You can be abandoned by those above you at any time and become a slave to power. Only by transcending humanity can you break free from these shackles!"

"Flesh and blood are weak, apocalypse rises! Together, join me in the glorious evolution!"

His voice was hoarse and low, like a demon from hell, without any warmth in it.

"Please, let us go!"

Finally, one of the fifteen people behind Light Yagami couldn't bear it anymore. His knees gave way, and he collapsed to his knees. A foul, yellowish liquid flowed from his legs, and he muttered in a daze.

But what greeted him was an arrow piercing his head.

Nakagawa Tomomasa's face became more and more distorted as he looked at the fearful eyes, but the eyes covered by the crystals noticed Light Yagami.

"What's with that look in his eyes?"

'Why, I didn't sense fear in his eyes?'

"That look was like someone standing on a high vantage point looking down at an ant."

'Who is the ant, me?'

"Also, how can a person be so cold and indifferent while shedding tears? Is he really a human being?"

Something in Nakagawa Tomomasa's heart seemed to have been irritated, and he began to grow increasingly angry. He had originally wanted to keep Light Yagami until the end, letting him die in endless confusion about the passing of his life, but now, he had changed his mind!

Nakagawa Tomomasa raised his hand, palm facing Light Yagami: "What's with those tears! What's with that expression! Can these save your life? Can they save their lives?"

"I'll give you a chance. Kneel down! I will turn you into a being like me, free from the constraints of a human body, yet still retain your human mindset. This is my final act of kindness towards you!"

"Now, kneel down!"

Light Yagami did not raise his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Those were tears shed for the deceased, and they were still drying in the corners of his eyes under the influence of the scorching sun and the breeze.

Light Yagami's expression was icy. He looked as if he was in absolute danger, yet there wasn't a trace of fear in his expression. How could the god who controlled death be frightened by death itself?

Nakagawa Tomomasa suddenly understood the meaning of Light Yagami's eyes.

That is--

mercy.

"He's pitying me? It's his life that's at stake! How arrogant!"

Nakagawa Tomomasa trembled with rage. He shifted his palm slightly to the side, aiming at Light Yagami's limbs. He intended to fire four arrows at once, nailing Light Yagami to the wall like Jesus. He wanted to maximize the interaction of the Apocalypse virus with Light Yagami's bloodstream, causing him to die in the most excruciating pain imaginable.

In Light Yagami's sight, the palm of the Apocalypse Monster began to shrink, and the terrifying hole began to appear.

"Dodge, and then..."

Light Yagami's spirit had never been so high as it was at this moment. Every cell in his body seemed to be leaping with joy at the arrival of a crisis. Previously, he had relied on the Death Note to live a life too comfortable. Now, this was a test...

Light Yagami suddenly understood.

The value of the main quest lies...

Main Quest: Survive

……

……

"Catch that woman! We can't let her ruin Lord Nakagawa's plans!"

The bakers with dragon and tiger tattoos on their bodies shouted anxiously. They couldn't figure out how this woman broke the lock of the door and barged in so openly.

Moreover, once the door lock was opened, it could never be locked again, just like a person would die when he was killed. The door lock of the gate was also killed when the short-haired woman entered.

In desperation, the bread man had to use an iron rod to clamp the door handle, and then he went to chase Ryougi Shiki while waving the rod in his hand.

Ryougi Shiki frowned and dodged in this complicated courtyard, feeling increasingly uneasy.

It wasn't because of the breadmen... but because her demonic eyes, peering through the air, detected an unusual wave. It wasn't human, close to a demon, but not entirely similar... If I had to describe it, it was like a viral lifeform with demonic abilities.

It is not a living thing, but it is better than a living thing. It is a living being that can be killed but cannot be controlled.

Come to the path leading to the backyard.

No matter how agile Ryougi Shiki was, she was still blocked on this path by the extremist believers who kept pouring out from all over the dojo.

Ten or dozens of people.

There is no hiding.

Ryougi Shiki frowned. She was extremely anxious to get to Light Yagami and had no time to stay here.

The best solution is to kill these bread men directly. Even though their muscles look strong and their eyes are determined to face death, these cannot fill the gap between them and Ryougi Shiki.

With so many dead lines, Ryougi Shiki could cut through them even with his eyes closed and carve out a bloody path through them.

Killing intent was boiling, and the desire to kill kept surging in his heart. The so-called killing and slaughter were different... Killing was just cutting up these moving pieces of flesh in front of him, without even a trace of reverence for life in his heart.

but……

Ryougi Shiki closed her eyes. Light Yagami had told her that there was no one in the world who could be killed without a care, not even these scum. On one side was Light Yagami's safety, and on the other was Light Yagami's warning.

She seemed to be in a dilemma...

But, even if she had to bear Light Yagami's accusations and anger, even if she couldn't get Light Yagami's forgiveness, she didn't care. What she cared about most was never Light Yagami's opinion of her, but Light Yagami's life!

When a person dies, nothing exists anymore!

Ryougi Shiki had a vague understanding in her heart. Yagami was her inhibitor. The inhibitor that constantly suppressed the killing desire in her heart. If Yagami died, that innocent smile would die, and she would fall into madness with the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception...

and so--

"let's go!"

The short sword was drawn out by Ryougi Shiki, and the cold light reflected by it under the sunlight seemed to be able to penetrate the soul.

Ryougi Shiki's figure flashed like a red light, charging towards the extremist cultist before her. The blade sliced ​​through the air with unwavering determination, as if even time itself could be slashed and killed.

Red flashes shuttled and danced among the crowd, and almost in the moment people could react, the knife had already fallen.

Ryougi Shiki finally remembered Light Yagami's advice and suppressed the desire to kill in her heart. She just pointed the blade at the arms of the extremists holding sticks and cut them off along the dead line of the arms.

It completely killed their conceptual arm.

No matter how advanced modern medicine becomes, they will never be able to reattach their severed arms, and will have to rely on prosthetic limbs for the rest of their lives. For these evildoers who worship violence and desire to gain everything through violence, living like this would be even more painful than being killed directly by Ryougi Shiki.

“Ughh ...

“Pokunoohnochikarawa——!!”

It was not until the hands holding the baseball bats fell heavily to the ground with a loud noise that the group of extremists reacted.

Severe pain and fear spread in their hearts.

From their simplistic materialistic worldview, why were human bones so fragile? Why could that frail-looking woman in a red vest easily slice open their arms with a dagger?

This is unscientific and unfair!

Why is it easier for people to kill people than to kill dogs?

Ryougi Shiki's London boots stepped lightly on the ground without making a sound.

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes showing no remorse for chopping off someone's arm. Instead, she looked at the "meat" wriggling on the ground, and the extremist cultists who stopped in fear before it. Her eyes of death perception shone with a strange light:

"Don't follow me again."

Ryougi Shiki, the most perfect self in Light Yagami's eyes, finally crossed the first barrier leading to the backyard.

Just like the traditional story of the devil and the hero, after passing through this barrier, there were no ordinary soldiers blocking her way. And what was about to come before her was——

'Something's wrong.'

Ryougi Shiki held her dagger across her chest, her gaze fixed on the closed door at the end of the path. A strong sense of unease washed over her. Even through the door, she could sense the terrifying presence of so many people behind it.

A conservative estimate is ten, no, maybe twenty, or even more.

"How could there be such a staggering number of demons in a city like this..."

Ryougi Shiki's expression became solemn. Now it was not just a simple matter of rescuing Yagami. If these demons behind the door were allowed to rush out, it would be a disaster for the entire Chiba.

Even though she could kill a god, she was still mortal and would die if seriously injured. Unaware of the demon's abilities, she had to fight cautiously even with her Demonic Eyes. However, Light Yagami's plea for help prevented her from choosing a more conservative approach.

The only option is to be tough!

"For Yagami!" Ryougi Shiki no longer hesitated, lowered her upper body in a ninja-like stance, and rushed towards the tightly closed second door.

As soon as she pushed open the door, a cold, damp, and distorted breath rushed towards her, blowing her short, beautiful black hair back.

It was already filled with all kinds of apocalyptic monsters, some with wings on their backs, some holding war hammers, and some deformed like beasts... but there was no humanity in their eyes anymore.

Some of them were left with only their beast-like eyes that had been artificially obliterated. They were not fighting for their own will, but at this moment they were actually standing in front of Ryougi Shiki.

Ryougi Shiki only felt a faint sadness in her heart. Behind that hideous appearance was a cruel and inhumane experiment... Now, she had another mission, to free these monsters from the pain of being dominated.

There was no expression on her face, only a sad, extremely compassionate look that exuded humanity.

"I'll be right here to give you a ride..."

……

……

The propeller cut through the air, spinning rapidly in the open space in the center of the shrine until it rose into the sky.

Ji Ye leaned against the window and reported to Makima: "Ms. Makima, it will only take about fifteen minutes to reach the Truth Church by helicopter."

"Ah."

"Has the Chiba police not dispatched a rescue yet?"

"No."

Ji Ye's expression turned a little ugly. This was just an ordinary policeman... Even with Makima's death order, he still adopted the tactic of procrastination, saying things like taking a long-term view and waiting for the reinforcements of the mobile team to arrive before jointly discussing the final decision. He completely disregarded the lives of the hostages and would rather fail than make any mistakes.

"What did the leader of the Truth Church say?"

"He said that even they couldn't contact the Chiba branch, and that things might be completely out of control."

"Is that so?" Makima's expression remained unchanged. She put on her mask and said, "Connect with the person in charge on the scene."

"Yes."

Under Ji Ye's operation, the communication device installed inside the plane revealed the ugly face of the Deputy Chief of Chiba Police Station.

He nodded and bowed, like a fat dog wagging its tail to beg for mercy, and kept showing his goodwill to Makima.

Makima remained unmoved, her hands resting on her knees.

The voice, processed by the voice-changing device, lacked any threat. He calmly ordered, "I am the head of the Public Security Anti-Magic Section 4. Now, I order you to immediately mobilize all police officers to enter the venue, rescue the hostages, and capture Kira."

"If I don't see the hostages being rescued when I get here... the Chiba Prefectural Police will no longer have any reason to exist."

She put rescuing the hostages first, and anyone could hear the deep meaning behind it.

It was a misuse of public resources, putting Kira behind the safety of the hostages. For Makima, Kira's power was what he needed, but Light Yagami's life was the top priority. Her adopted son must not be harmed.

"Are you threatening me?"

"That won't do, Chief of the Anti-Demon Section." In terms of police rank, the deputy chief is almost on the same level as Makima.

He was being nice to her because she was an official in Tokyo, and in a department as powerful as the Demonic Class. But the tone of his commanding voice was a bit too disrespectful, like hitting someone who smiled at him.