I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 159 The Dangers of War
Adachi Ward, Tokyo.

In a classroom on the third floor of Suijian High School,

A group of students took out their phones and were watching the live stream in twos and threes, but the screen only showed fierce battles with continuous gunfire, not the extraordinary scenes they wanted.

"What's going on? This is the great counterattack at Mount Koya, and KYG isn't even streaming it?"

"If you're so good, why don't you do it yourself? Doesn't the blogger's life matter?"

"Stop arguing. Since a major counterattack has been launched, the core area is definitely the battlefield of Kafka Riku, that 'Blood Hakama,' and other Demon-level enemies. Even KYG bloggers..."

Indeed, even the speed-focused supernatural blogger 'KYG' dared not venture into the heart of the battle, only daring to film videos of the fighting between the army and the demons from the periphery. As for the most crucial supernatural battlefield—

It's obvious to anyone with a brain that Wolf-level is inferior to Dog-level, Tiger-level is everywhere, and only Ghost-level can tremble in this place.

It would be a tragedy if a speed-type wolf-level creature like him were killed by the aftermath of a battle.

Anyone who encourages him to enter the core area will have their account banned!
"I wonder how the battle is going over there."

Even Nao, who didn't care much about the extraordinary, sat down opposite Yu, resting her chin on her hand.

"Don't panic,"

Yu calmly waved her hand in response.

"No matter how much fighting they do, it won't affect us here. After all—"

Pointing out the window, at the end of the undulating modern buildings in the distance, a magnificent tree stands like a mountain: its existence can be clearly seen from most of Tokyo.

"With the 'Divine Tree' here, what extraordinary being would dare to cause trouble?"

"Yes~~"

The class monitor nodded.

Since the appearance of the Divine Tree, Tokyo has not experienced any extraordinary disasters. It must be said that the Inari God 'Mikozumi' truly deserves to be the deity with the most followers in the island nation. Her awe-inspiring presence alone is enough to make people worship her.

In comparison, other gods are...
On the other hand, most of the gods in the island nation were born from the brother and sister 'Izanagi' and 'Izanami', so they did not need incense offerings or prayers.

What do they care about the life and death of humans?

"It's so much better here!"

Several students watching the live stream nearby were leisurely remarking on it.

"With divine protection, how could a rural area like Osaka possibly compare to Tokyo?"

That's because I still need to maintain a 'peaceful' daily routine.

Yu leaned back in his chair and glanced at his classmates. As the place where he 'descended,' he had no choice but to cause trouble in the surrounding area when he lacked the power; now that he was stronger, he naturally wouldn't allow his place of residence to cause a big commotion every few days.

We'll just have to suffer in other places.

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.

Battlefield of Mount Koya
The battle between superhumans is already in full swing.

A few dozen people fought with the ferocity of a thousand troops: powerful armor-piercing bullets pierced through ancient armor, and old chains entangled high-tech powered armor. One side roared and fought for survival; the other side remained silent, knowing only how to kill.

"Die!!!"

Amidst Iori Ichika's furious roar that echoed across the battlefield...

The specially designed power armor unfolds in layers at the front, forming a large trumpet shape.

The sound waves emitted in anger were confined by the loudspeaker, spreading out in a cone shape and creating ripples in the air: seemingly slow, but indisputably 'sonic speed'! The intensely vibrating ultrasonic waves were enough to instantly pulverize flesh and blood, crushing towards 'Yagyuu Hara Shige'.

brush,

Faced with this attack,
'Yagyu Harashige' simply beckoned with his finger.

Immediately, four damaged power armored vehicles rushed in from the left and right, blocking the trajectory of the sonic wave.

Their pilots were dead, but under the control of supernatural forces, these creations, which should have lost their power, came back to life and raised their shields to defend themselves.

Although sound waves are invisible and intangible, they can still be absorbed by a medium: the seemingly absurd armored defense actually reduced the power of Hua's attack in a real way.

"This ability."

"Onoda, is that you?!"

With a hoarse voice, Iori Kazuka finally realized what was going on.

No wonder she always felt a strange sense of familiarity with this 'Yagyu Harashige', it turns out it was because—

"what?"

Yagyu Yuuo, who had retreated to the side, looked completely bewildered, not even bothering to pay attention to the gun he was aiming at.

"What's going on, Father?"

"He is not your father!"

After glancing at Yagyu Isao, who didn't seem to be acting, Iori Kazuka gritted her teeth.

No wonder!
No wonder this 'Yagyu Hara Shige' was able to increase his strength so dramatically and 'comprehend' the breathing technique; and he also took the initiative to join this operation. And 'Blood Hakama' had such a prepared attitude. It turns out that it's all because 'Yagyu Hara Shige' is Onoda, and he is a member of 'Blood Hakama'.

"Onoda!"

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Facing Iori Kazuka, who was wearing high-tech power armor and questioning him sharply, the middle-aged samurai in blue robes opposite him brandished his katana.

"My life was saved from the underworld by Lord Blood Hakama."

"Today is the day I will give my all!"

Having said that, he suddenly swung his hand forward:
"Wind Breathing: Moon Shadow!"

Wuwuwu——

A howling gale swept out, transforming into a crescent shape several meters long, and crashed down on Yi Zhi Yi Hua.

"Then get the hell back to the Yellow Springs!"

Holding a shield and a sword,

Yi Hua launched an attack.

boom! !

With a swing of the steel pipe in his hand, thick, leaping bolts of lightning shot out from the mountain and covered the 'Skeleton Onmyoji'.

Click click click click,

Faced with the wild lightning, several 'Skeleton Onmyoji' stood scattered.

With their hands forming a mudra and their jaws opening and closing, a pentagram appeared beneath their feet, surrounded by a ring of incantations that protected them.

This is the 'Kikyo Seal' invented by Abe no Seimei, representing the principle of mutual generation and restraint of the five elements.

Crackling~~
The massive bolts of lightning struck around the 'Skeleton Onmyoji', but were immediately blocked by the rising light and redirected to the earth.

No matter how powerful Yamagami Toru's lightning attacks were, they could not shake the earth.

"Tsk,"

With a flap of his wings, he dodged the attack of a shikigami wearing a yaksha mask and a five-colored brocade robe, and aimed the steel pipe in Yamagami Tetsuya's hand at a skeleton onmyoji.

"How about this move?"

crackling

With a flash of lightning, the skull of the Onmyoji he had targeted exploded on the spot.

The electromagnetically propelled projectile pierced through the skull with overwhelming force, leaving a smooth, bottomless crater in the ground.

It's obvious that when Abe no Seimei invented the 'Kikyo Seal', he didn't consider the problem of directly resisting electromagnetic cannons: or rather, the spiritual power of these skeleton Onmyoji was definitely no match for that legendary Great Onmyoji.

Thanks to his wings and lightning abilities, Yamagami Toru was able to maintain an advantage in the melee, while the others...

Puff puff puff puff,

Faced with the guns and cannons of the special police, the mummified ninjas were not to be outdone. They raised their hands and waved them wildly: a storm of kunai, caltrops, hidden arrows and shuriken shot out, their power no less than that of modern armor-piercing bullets.
Among them were even a few who left long afterimages. Judging from their headbands, they were high-ranking 'ninjas'. They did not dodge or avoid the incoming bullets, but instead swung their swords in a furious slash!

Ding ding ding ding,

Dense sparks flew in all directions.
These guys put on a show of 'splitting bullets with a knife' on the spot, making the special police officers' brows twitch.

huh~~~
In the midst of the chaos, the 'shikigami' in the sky, with an eagle's head, a wolf's body, and long, raven-like wings, opened its mouth and spewed out clouds of black smoke that enveloped the numerous special police officers.

? !
"Retreat quickly—" Fuji Seiko shouted the order, but it was too late.

Several special police officers on the perimeter were engulfed by the black smoke and immediately fell to the ground with screams, struggling frantically.

"how come?!"

Everyone else retreated rapidly, leaving the area covered by the black smoke.

I originally thought that high-tech powered armor could shield me from all poisonous gases.
"It's not poison gas, it's insects!"

The strongest among them, Fujiwara no Seiko, with her sharp eyes, had already discerned that this 'black smoke' was essentially countless pitch-black insects: these insects, seemingly only the size of a pinhead, were able to tear open the weak points of the power armor and then burrow into them—

The next scene can be guessed just by looking at the super SWAT officers screaming in agony and gradually coming to a stop moving.

brush,

the other side,
Four ninjas swooped down on Saito from the sky, pulling open a huge iron net covered in thorns and burying it over him.

At the same time, the surrounding mummified ninjas moved with an extremely fast pace, their feet moving silently yet with incredible speed. They drew their swords, their dull short blades slashing, cutting, slicing, and stabbing at Saito from every angle.

They were giving it their all, completely disregarding the possibility of accidentally injuring their teammates.

Although they are dead, these 'habits' etched into their bones still exude a naked, chilling aura.

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

Daring not to hold back, Saito Suke, in his 'demon form,' was covered in 'armor,' blocking attacks from all directions, but—

Still can't parasitize?

Saito couldn't help but give a wry smile.
His assassination abilities are terrifying to the extreme. Even in a head-on confrontation, unless he encounters someone far stronger than himself, he can easily achieve an instant kill once they make contact.

But these 'mummy ninjas' can't be parasitized, which is understandable, right? After all, they're not living beings.

The reason he can't parasitize is simply because someone locked his 'access'.

If Saito Suke, who possesses the blood of the 'Dual Demon Attack', is allowed to parasitize,
That's not right. Blood Hakama shouldn't have summoned more than thirty wolf-level creatures mixed with tigers; he should have summoned thirty tiger-level creatures instead.

Even so, the government's superhuman squad could only struggle to hold on against these well-coordinated samurai, ninjas, and onmyoji. They could hardly survive, let alone defeat the Blood Hakama. It was up to Shio and Tanimura Hoshino to save them.

“Little monk, I have already said it.”

Blood Hakama raised his hand and summoned a rock formation a hundred meters high. No, this size could already be considered a 'small hill'.

The small hill flew straight over and crashed down on Monk Zhixiong!

"If you want to fight me, go and exchange your magic with Master Kukai."

boom----

With his lower body entangled in numerous chains, making movement difficult, Master Zhixiong had no choice but to raise the six arms of the Fudo Myoo statue, which, with a deafening roar, managed to hold up the 'small hill'.

"You can handle one, but what about two?"

With another wave of his hand, another 'hill' emerged from the distant earth and flew towards this book.

This ninjutsu is essentially the same as Jirobo's "Earth Mound Dumplings" from the Sound Ninja; however, with abundant chakra, it can completely achieve the effect of "moving mountains".

A hill that's a hundred meters high is still a mountain, after all.

"Fang fang!"

The enormous claw-like tornado roared toward the second 'hill,' and the tornado, which was more than ten meters in diameter, crashed onto the hill, tearing through the soil and rocks and turning them into scattered pieces of earth and stone.

call out----

boom! !

At the same time, a purple light slammed into the hill that was pressing down on the Fudo Myoo statue, shattering it and freeing the monk Zhixiong.

"Thank you."

"Cough cough cough, who wants your thanks?!"

Amidst an exasperated voice, Kafka/Ibaraki, half of his body radiating purple 'demon power,' strode out.

Judging from their disheveled appearance and the blood at the corners of their mouths, they were clearly not there to provide assistance, but rather had been directly knocked away by someone.

"I told you to be careful,"

"Don't think that covering yourself with 'armor' will isolate you from the opponent's seal."

The left side of his body emitted a visible purple 'demon power,' while the right side couldn't even maintain its 'transformation,' and many parts reverted to 'human form': that was because the chakra in those areas had been severed.

"Feel sorry,"

Kafka's right cheek opened in apology.
It was obvious that he was the one who held us back in the fight just now.

"Forget it, this kind of fighting isn't going to work."

Following Kafka/Ibaraki's gaze, everyone turned to look and saw Hyuga Toneri standing on a cylindrical piece of earth and stone in the center of the ruins.

The ground around him was rotten and decayed, but the ground beneath his feet remained intact.

It is clear who is strong and who is weak.

"Isn't this okay?"

"A minor demon under Shuten-dōji's command."

? !
"Open your eyes wide and savor my powerful punch!"

Provoked or mocked in this way, Ibaraki naturally wouldn't back down;
The rising purple 'demonic aura' was like flames. After uttering his harsh words, the domineering left half of his face turned and whispered a request to Kafka.

"Humans, cooperate with me."

"it is good."

As Kafka recklessly absorbed Ibaraki's demonic power—which was actually natural energy—his body swelled again, his arms becoming abnormally thick, and a violent power flowed wildly through his body. With a sudden push of his feet, accompanied by a violent shaking of the earth, he soared straight into the sky.

"Hellfire Ghost Hand!"

With Ibaraki's domineering declaration, Kafka's left arm suddenly swelled up.

Countless enormous, spindle-shaped pores appeared behind his elbows, suddenly gushing out visible streams of demonic power, giving him the power to reach an even higher level.

?

"Quickly retreat!!"

As Ibaraki was about to unleash his ultimate move, the expressions of the many extraordinary beings on the battlefield changed drastically.

They disregarded their opponents and turned to run: in the blink of an eye, they had sped dozens or even hundreds of meters away.

Although they are not the kind of lowly creatures who "retreat at the sight of people" in some magnetic world, "retreat" is the best way to save their lives when faced with a full-force attack from a ghost-level being.

"Let's go—" X2
With two roars, purple natural energy surged forth.

Propelling Kafka down from the sky, his left fist, like a spark hitting the earth, hurtled straight towards 'Hyuga Toneri' on the ground, as if he wanted to punch him into the earth's core!
"I won't allow anyone,"

Since his appearance, Hyuga Toneri, who had maintained a calm and collected demeanor, has finally made a move.

He shifted his stance, adopting the starting posture of Baguazhang (Eight Trigrams Palm).

“Looking down on me.”

After speaking, he drew a semi-circle with both palms, and curled the five fingers of his right hand to form a 'pushing palm' posture.

"One-hit God Sky Strike!"

Watching Kafka fall, Hyuga Toneri thrust his palm upwards.

The originally invisible 'spiritual power' outlined a huge gray-white giant hand, which soared into the sky with an air of superiority and indifference, meeting the purple fist.

null------

The next instant, the purple fist and the gray-white giant hand collided with a deafening roar.

The decibel level it generates instantly exceeds the range that the human ear can hear, yet there is no 'explosive sound' at all.

All that could be seen was a huge spherical shockwave that exploded outwards, expanding into a purplish-gray sphere of light hundreds of meters in diameter. The two chakras were still clashing, and the destructive impact spread endlessly in the sky above Mount Koya in the form of ripples.

The once overwhelming demons were swept away by this storm, their flesh and bones separated instantly, and they were completely reduced to ashes.

Immediately afterwards, numerous giant cracks appeared out of thin air on the ground, radiating outwards like a spider web for several kilometers. The fierce and violent impact energy, carrying a large amount of gravel and sand, sprayed outwards from each crack, tearing the already eroded land apart and leaving it in ruins!
As for those Oni Warriors, Mud-covered Ninjas, Skeleton Onmyoji, and the remaining Superhumans, they were mixed in with the soil, rocks, and sand, flying around like paper cutouts.
They were like shrimp in a torrent, leaping and flailing about.

Life and death are not in one's own hands.

(End of this chapter)