I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 153 No War on the Western Front

Nara Prefecture,
Tianchuan Village, Guanyin Peak Mountain.

Nara Prefecture, which borders Wakayama Prefecture, is also 77% forested and mountainous, with a forest coverage rate of 63%. The population is concentrated in the north, near Osaka. The south, on the other hand, is a vast expanse of mountainous forest, resembling a mountain valley where a fierce battle is taking place.

Da da da da,

Several 'crab-like' off-road vehicles formed a circle. These vehicles, with four hydraulic wheels, can move like 'crabs' in mountainous environments.

At this moment, the vehicle-mounted machine gun was constantly spewing flames, and bullets whistled out, leaving trails of death.

Mercenaries armed with various firearms stood behind the vehicle, nervously aiming at their surroundings, but not in a hurry to fire.

Because many of the enemies around us are 'illusions'.

The ones besieging them were the most classic Bi Yao of this area: a large number of Bi Yao surrounded them from the mountains and the sky, layer upon layer: a large number of 'illusions' launched the first attack, interfering with their vision, while the 'real Bi Yao' mixed in took the opportunity to launch a charge.

Although the mercenaries possessed numerous military-grade thermal imaging devices capable of distinguishing between illusions and the real mercenaries, the sheer number of enemy soldiers was overwhelming.
As boxes of bullets emptied, a sense of unease spread through the convoy.

Once they run out of ammunition, it will be their death!

When will the reinforcements arrive?

At the very center, guarded by dozens of mercenaries, stood a beautiful, mature woman with a fit figure and long, flowing hair.

Faced with the hordes of demons covering the mountains and plains, the lofty ambitions she had set out with had long been extinguished; although she had drunk the potion and become a superhuman, the woman could only hide under the protection of mercenaries, urging the headquarters to send reinforcements to rescue her.

With such a number, what use is she, a 'weak dog' level superhuman?

"Miss,"

A burly man carrying a Gatling gun gave a dry, curt reply.

"Hold on, reinforcements will arrive soon."

"Wasn't it said that there wouldn't be more than three digits of demons in this area?"

The beautiful woman couldn't help but complain, "What are the intelligence agencies doing? When we get back, I'm going to make my dad fire those irresponsible guys! No, I'll send them to the front lines and let them experience what it's like to be besieged for no reason!"
"Because Wakayama is always shrouded in dark clouds."

The burly man carrying the Gatling gun explained that this had happened since the 'demon tide' appeared.

The entire Wakayama Prefecture was shrouded in dark clouds, and this obviously abnormal weather was definitely the work of the 'Bloody Hakama'.

The reason is simple: to block human satellite reconnaissance. This shows that these great demons are very knowledgeable about human technology.

"At the same time, a large number of demons are scattered across the sky; once a drone is detected, it will be destroyed immediately."

This renders human methods of remote observation virtually ineffective.

The remaining optical reconnaissance and radar scanning were almost useless against the monster horde, which consisted entirely of living organisms.

These inventions were invented without ever considering the unscientific scenario of a large number of hostile flying creatures.

"Therefore, it is normal for misjudgments to occur."

"I"

The beautiful woman's rebuttal was stuck in her throat, unable to be uttered.
For these mercenaries, intelligence failures are 'normal'; but for her, a rich young lady, this is a first!

I hope my father will send someone to rescue us quickly, otherwise:

Her gaze swept over the enormous eyes of the 'monsters' and the two rows of sharp teeth below them: she had seen this kind of naked look many times before; many men had looked at her like that. But unlike those men who wanted to 'devour' her, these monsters truly intended to swallow her whole and take her back as raw material for hatching new monsters.
No way!
Just as the beauty was feeling hopeless, a commotion suddenly broke out in front of the demon queen.

"There is a situation!"

The burly man carrying the Gatling gun's eyes lit up as he looked in the direction from which the commotion was coming from.

"Have reinforcements arrived?"

The young woman perked up; in a crucial moment, her father was still the most reliable.

"No, if it were the military, the explosions would have been heard long ago; besides, we've been calling for backup across all channels."

Although the demons were wreaking havoc throughout Wakayama Prefecture, they clearly didn't possess any abilities like 'electromagnetic interference'; therefore, after being trapped, the mercenaries protecting the young lady immediately sent out a distress signal. If other mercenaries had arrived, they should have cleared a path with guns and cannons, but what came was—

people?
A person.

As the mercenaries in the convoy turned around in surprise, a man, unarmed and wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, strode out of the woods and began fighting the demon.

No, it shouldn't be called a fight, it should be called a massacre!

A single person's massacre of a horde of demons.

As he advanced, he threw simple punches and kicks: they didn't seem fast or powerful, yet they accurately hit the charging demon, sending it flying. The scene looked more like the demon had 'voluntarily' run into his fists and kicks.

The man looked to be in his twenties or thirties, with slightly messy short black hair and a muscular physique like a Michelangelo statue.

Although he was only wearing boxer shorts, it did not diminish his imposing presence.

He is a master!
"This is."

“She is a ‘martial artist,’ young lady.”

The burly mercenary was taken aback and put down the Gatling gun in his hand.

As a 'superhuman' protecting the young lady, even though he was only at the lowest 'weak dog' level (not counting weapons), he knew that the conglomerates had their own elites under their command.

These former top bodyguards, assassins, and fighters underwent a complete transformation after obtaining the extraordinary potion, with their combat abilities skyrocketing.

Because the zaibatsu agreed to resolve their conflicts through the "Kengan Association," they were also known as martial artists.

The one who dared to charge into the demon horde alone was not Wu, but the true Wu!

However, it seems that there is no such person among the martial artists under the boss's command.

Seeing humans charging from behind, the large number of demons immediately turned and pounced on them—

Faced with these charging demons, the newcomer showed no panic whatsoever; beneath his slightly messy short black hair lay a disdainful gaze.

"Mere illusion."

The man kicked out, letting several 'monsters' pass right through him.

Two Tiger Style - Vajra Type - Iron Smash Kick

This sweeping kick was like a giant battle axe cleaving through the air, producing a heart-wrenching whistling sound!

The two demons on this sweeping trajectory collided with their huge eyeballs, producing a crisp sound as their exoskeletons cracked, and their corpses were swept five or six meters away.

The man then stepped forward and struck the other demon's eyeball with his left fist from above. With a muffled thud, the demon, struck by the punch, plunged deep into the soil as if diving, its eyeball, larger than a human head, disappearing completely.

In the blink of an eye, the three demons were killed.

Along with them, the illusions of more than a dozen 'Bi Yao' also disappeared.

Distinguishing between the real and the fake is far too easy for martial artists who focus on honing their physical skills.

? !
The remaining demons surged forward, but this time it wasn't a mixture of numerous illusions and a few real demons; instead:

"Are they all genuine?"

The man's lips curled slightly, and a hint of excitement appeared on his usually indifferent face.

brush,

With a leap, the man charged forward instead of retreating, his bare hands propelling him into the horde of demons, startling the surrounded mercenaries and the beautiful women among them.

"Danger."

She instinctively gasped in surprise. In the beautiful woman's eyes, such reckless behavior would surely be met with immediate repercussions—

? !
However, the man who rushed into the horde of demons was not torn to pieces. Instead, he turned to the side and shifted to the right, shrinking his chest and abdomen. His body became as lithe as a willow leaf, allowing the demons' bone wings to sweep across his chest and back. His left elbow snapped and sank into the giant eye of a demon.

Using the dying struggle of the demon, the man stepped to the right, his right hand forming a blade as he slashed across the eye of another demon.

As amber-colored liquid splattered, the man took another step forward, turning the charging demon behind him into a force that 'pushed' him forward; as the demon opposite him instinctively opened its mouth, the man had already struck its 'chin' with his knee, forcibly closing its mouth full of fangs.

Two Tigers Style, Manipulation Style, Willow Body! Under the dumbfounded gazes of the mercenaries and beauties, this man, wearing only a pair of boxer shorts, used the enemy's strength against them, swaying and moving forward like a 'bouncy ball' among the demons. He not only avoided all the attacks, but also used the demons' power as the driving force for his counterattack.

Wherever he went, the demons he struck were all lying on the ground, severely injured. Judging from his unhurried manner, this intense battle seemed like it could go on for a whole day.

Clearly, this is a technique specifically developed to counter siege attacks.

The gunfire had stopped sometime earlier.

Because all the demons rushed towards that man, but it was all in vain against his superb skills.

Seeing that they couldn't harm their opponent, the demons beneath them immediately moved closer together and merged.
"Roar~~~!!"

In just a few seconds, a colossal creature five meters tall appeared on the battlefield.

Numerous eyeballs coalesced into a body, organs twisted and intertwined into limbs, and sharp fangs transformed into claws. The fused 'synthetic beast' roared and pounced on the man, its millstone-like claws slamming down on his head!

"That's getting interesting,"

The man stepped forward, his foot slipped, and he swayed in mid-air, dodging the giant claw and rushing into the arms of the chimera.

Two Tigers Style: Fire Sky Form: Ghost Step
Snapped,

Before the chimera could react to its missed attack, the man had already grabbed its thick, waist-like arms. Taking advantage of the moment when the chimera staggered forward after its attack missed, he used all his muscles and spiritual energy to pull and swing it.

Two Tigers Flow - Water and Sky Type - Water Return
The next second, he forcefully 'carried' the huge chimera and then threw it away.

boom! !

The chimera, having lost its balance, crashed heavily into the forest, snapping trees as thick as a man's waist in two.

Before the disoriented chimera could even get up, a figure descended from the sky and stepped on its chest.

bang bang bang bang bang,

Fists rained down, striking the joints of the chimera that lacked the protection of its 'exoskeleton'. In just over ten seconds, the chimera, rated as 'weak wolf', was reduced to a writhing mass of twisted flesh that couldn't get up for a while.

After dealing with all the enemies, the man strode toward the mercenary group.

So handsome, no, so strong!
The man's facial features were only 'average', but his ability to kill monsters without taking damage, coupled with his well-defined muscles, made the beautiful women in the mercenary group subconsciously squeeze their legs together.

"Give me a bottle of water,"

Faced with the outstretched hand of the man who walked up to him, one of the mercenaries instinctively reached for his water bottle.

Glug glug

As the man tilted his head back to drink water, the beautiful woman felt she should say something, so she stepped forward:
"Did my dad send you to rescue me? Thank you—"

"do not know."

"You don't recognize me?!"

The beautiful woman pointed at herself, looking shocked.

"I am Toyota Sheatha!"

"Not interested in."

The man, wearing only boxing shorts, tossed the empty water bottle back to the mercenary and turned to leave.

???

"Miss, it's the boss on the phone."

Seeing that the other party had disappeared into the woods, while his young lady was still standing there in a daze, the burly man took out his communication device.

"dad,"

"Yes, I'm safe now."

"I was saved by a man: he looked to be in his twenties or thirties, with unruly black hair, a well-proportioned muscular physique, and a domineering gaze. Does Dad know who he is?"

After putting down the communicator, the woman named 'Toyota Sayaka' revealed an interested look in her eyes.

"Ten-Headed Demon King Horse"

This man, I'm determined to pursue!
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At the military base located in Tianchuan Village, Idemitsu Toyota put down the phone and turned around.

"It seems I owe Chairman Nogi a huge favor."

"Thank you, martial artist, for saving my daughter."

"It was just something I did on the spur of the moment,"

The middle-aged man in a black vest with slicked-back hair, President Nogi, waved his hand.

Long before, he directly bought the 'Yamashita Trading Company' during the competition, and naturally also acquired the martial artist 'Ten-Headed Demon King' under its command.

He then gave the man the 'lesser extraordinary potion'; as it turned out, his investment was very wise.

After gaining superhuman power, the fighter who had been 'bullied' by Yu and the others immediately unleashed astonishing combat power. His skills, combined with his superhuman abilities, allowed him to move freely among the monsters, and he could even defeat chimeras with his bare hands.

Moreover, because he was unarmed, all the demons he captured were injured but not killed.

All of these ingredients can be used to manufacture extraordinary potions, bringing huge profits to the Nogi Company!
Unfortunately, this wonderful time is about to end.

"The Self-Defense Forces have been very active lately,"

In this office, the heads of the chaebols sat in a circle.

"We acquired numerous locations in Osaka, placed substantial weapons orders, recruited and trained new personnel, and..."

That Kafka general!
"I have received information that the Self-Defense Forces will soon launch a counter-offensive against Mount Koya."

Toyota Izumi glanced around, his serious gaze sweeping over the faces of the true rulers of the island nation.

"Should we follow up with a counter-offensive, or..."

Sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?
Given Kafka's character, he naturally wouldn't stand idly by while the 'Blood Hakama' collected souls: this tacit battle was about to be disrupted.

These island nation tycoons naturally hope that such a 'good thing' will continue. The dead are just ordinary people, but what they gain is the key to entering the hall of extraordinary power: it's simply a sure-fire way to make money!
Unfortunately, Kafka's abilities were too great, exceeding the limits, which is why we have today's meeting.

"I think it's best if we all stick together."

The chairman of the Nogi family, who earned the most, said that his people only needed to follow behind 'Tenja Oni-ohma' to continuously obtain a large number of crippled Biyou, or even synthetic beasts.

Theoretically, he should prefer the current war to continue. However, as a capitalist who built his fortune from nothing, he still possessed a degree of pride, and:
"Don't be too greedy in business, or you'll end up losing all your capital."

If we use a loophole during the counterattack, we can wait for Kafka to free up his hands.

Faced with the pursuit of a 'ghost-level' being, it's truly a case of having nowhere to stand, even though the planet is vast!

"I second that,"

"Seconded,"

"I abstain,"

Just as many powerful chaebols were voting to make their decisions, a series of cell phones rang.

?

When they took out their phones and looked at them, even these 'big shots' all changed their expressions drastically.

The president of America was assassinated by a sniper while giving a speech!

The assassin fired eight shots, but fortunately the president shook his head and dodged.

He dodged the bullet, suffering only a graze to his ear.
Is it that powerful?!

(End of this chapter)