I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 416 Shuten-dōji (FGO version)
"This is the French Atlantic Fleet,"

"D-621 'Knight Paul' has completed the blockade of the designated area!"

A Horizon-class frigate was cruising off the coast of England, its gun covers removed, launchers opened, close-in weapon systems loaded, along with drones in the sky, unmanned boats on the sea, and superhuman soldiers on the deck whose equipment weight clearly exceeded the standard—all were poised for action.

There are not just one or two such warships, but hundreds or even thousands!

Indeed, not only France, which is right next door, but also America, which claims to be in a civil war, Italy's Mediterranean navy, and even Russia and Germany, have all dispatched various fleets and submarines, determined to keep the British Isles from escaping!
That descendant of the God of Destruction named 'Ie' is truly terrifying.

The 'Skeleton Angel Armor' is capable of withstanding a nuclear explosion. Whatever it is, let's just call it a kind of 'spiritual armor'.

The 'Virtual Dog Cannon,' a black energy sphere capable of destroying a major city, is no less powerful than a nuclear weapon with a yield of ten million tons. Nuclear weapons are not something you can simply possess to deter others; you must also be able to strike other countries.

But that 'Ijiang' didn't have any of these troubles.
With his mobility, he could run directly over any city and drop 'fake dog cannons' down.

then:

All areas covered by 'light' were directly erased from the map.

That's absolutely brutal!
But no one could stop him or hurt him.

That brother and sister from the Sea Kingdom should be able to help, but why would they do it?
The island nation's guardian deity, the great magician 'Yu', might have a solution; however, that person is someone who doesn't like to leave the house, and the island nation's government would never bother their top expert for such a matter.

With Ijiang's strength, even if he wanted to be a 'king' or even the 'master' of the planet;
As long as it's not just random "false alarms" every day, everyone would wholeheartedly support it.

After all, if people can't even survive, talking about freedom and human rights is just nonsense.

Unfortunately, as I said before, the surrender button has been removed.

England deserves to go to hell!

Numerous countries are outraged, condemning the act of conducting human experiments.

As a result, he ended up with a father figure, and most importantly, he also caused trouble for the other person's lover, friends, and family.

Anyone would go crazy if they had to do this.

Resurrection is a concept found in the myths of many countries, but without exception, it is extremely difficult. Due to the island nation's high-level secrecy, not only has it been vaguely heard about by experimental subjects like Ie, who has just escaped, but even by dignitaries from various countries. It seems that the island nation has some secret connection with the world of the dead.

Information about the Yellow Springs 'underworld' is absolutely the core of the island nation's extraordinary secrets.

That concerns whether one can continue to exist after death.

How could it possibly be leaked so easily?
Therefore, for most people, Ijiang's behavior is easy to understand.

But that doesn't mean they can accept it!

The opponent threw down a 'black energy ball,' and whether they were nobles or commoners, they all turned to ashes on the spot.

Those guys killed him—

British Prime Minister: Starmer!
At this moment, the man who was cursed and swore by countless people had already set foot on French soil.

"Hmph, when we were conducting this experiment, the cabinet approved it with a high vote."

Now, he wants to shift all the blame onto himself?
Wearing a brightly colored coat, the dark-skinned British Prime Minister was swinging his arms as he walked down a street in France.

There's no way around it; Black people everywhere tend to have a preference for 'bright colors'. And the number of Black people in France is even greater, exceeding 15% in Paris, while Black newborns make up 60% of all newborns.

In other words, it won't be long before the French rooster completely transforms into a French black-boned chicken.
Therefore, older men dressed like this are not uncommon in France.

Nobody would associate him with the British Prime Minister!
Upon hearing that Australia's capital had been wiped out, the old white man had already left Downing Street. Relying on the transformation ability he gained by consuming the 'Extraordinary Pearl,' he swam across the 'Dover Strait' along the Thames River, evading the encirclement of warships from various countries, and set foot on French soil.

His goal was Reims Cathedral.

It is the place where successive French kings were crowned, and it represents the Yahweh Church's "divine right of kings," holding a status even higher than Notre Dame Cathedral.

If miracles are to occur there, then Reims Cathedral is a strong possibility:

Neither the Vatican nor Jerusalem is too far away.

Let's go hide somewhere nearby first. As for England, let's pray to God!

"Hehe, I must survive~~"

Amidst eerie whispers,
The disguised man walked through the crowd.

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.

Heian Jing,
"Was it too smooth?"

The island nation's superhuman force, on high alert, advanced. Although battles continued, they were all minor skirmishes. After so long, not a single demon-level expert had appeared, which made everyone increasingly hesitant. What exactly was Abe no Seimei up to?

In fact, someone else also has a headache.

His original plan was to finish Heian-kyo first, and then it would be 'Ootengu's' turn to appear.

As soon as the stage named 'Heian-kyo' was set up, Australia unleashed a nuclear bomb that created 'Susanoo'.

The world's attention is focused there now. According to the 'setting,' the panic of countless people will surely accelerate the resurgence of Orochi: such an ultimate boss is not yet ready to appear—given Orochi's status, when it appears, even the island nation may not be able to withstand that level of battle.

If a major battle were to take place in Heian-kyo right now, countless people would surely die or be injured.

Should we just release the Yamata no Orochi?

"This is really a headache,"

"What's wrong, Seimei?"

In the Seimei Garden of Kamigyo Ward, a man dressed as a samurai puts down his teacup.

"You seem uneasy. Is it because of those samurai, onmyoji, and sorcerers who have entered Heian-kyo in this era?"

The man named 'Minamoto no Hiromasa' misunderstood and stood up.

"Why don't I go and deal with them for you!"

Minamoto no Hiromasa was the grandson of Emperor Daigo and the son of Prince Katsumi.

He was skilled in long-stringed instruments and was known as the "God of Elegant Music".

Of course, as a former member of the imperial court, he certainly doesn't lack martial prowess.

Although he did not awaken the 'Eye of God', he still mastered archery, swordsmanship, and Yin-Yang techniques.

As for why a samurai like him would know Yin-Yang arts, it's because he was Abe no Seimei's best friend: at least that's how he 'understood' it.

"Boya, calm down."

The person before you is an "assistant" created by 'Abe no Seimei' using a soul retrieved from the underworld.

Originally intended as an opponent to hone 'proficiency' against the island nation's extraordinary individuals, plans have changed. With Ie 'carrying rice' everywhere outside and the newly awakened ability 'God Emperor Spirit Venerable' needing to be developed inside, the original plan for a major battle has to be put on hold.

Since that's the case, then so be it—

“I sent a demon king to ‘invite’ those experts among the humans to come over.”

?

"We and them," Minamoto no Hiromasa paused slightly, as an upright samurai;

He was actually unwilling to fight against the people of this era.

If he were to take action and show those humans what power is, and then they would retreat on their own, everyone could live in peace.

As for reviving Orochi, we can delay it as long as possible. After all, that god who has been in the underworld for a thousand years doesn't care if he stays for a few more years: surely he won't just ignore it.
Moreover, although Seimei would eventually revive Orochi due to his 'oath', the fact that he revived 'Minamoto no Yorimitsu' first shows that he was not unprepared: after all, Minamoto no Yorimitsu hated demons and monsters the most!

This is their base for accumulating strength.

But now they're not even putting on a show anymore, they're just inviting the other party over directly. What's there to talk about?

Is it time for a showdown?
"Don't worry,"

With a whoosh, the 'Great Yin-Yang Master' opened his folding fan and spoke calmly.

"I have my own plans."

"Okay, I'll go keep Kagura company~~"

Having grown accustomed to his 'friend's' personality, the samurai decided it would be more enjoyable to spend time playing with his younger sister.

Onmyoji and the like are all cunning and scheming guys!

God knows what they're plotting.

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"Something's wrong,"

Yura, already in 'battle mode', scanned the city before her.

They had already traversed half of Kyoto city, but the battles they encountered were all minor skirmishes. If the great Onmyoji didn't care, there was no need to send these demons to patrol everywhere; if he did care, what did it mean to let them advance?
I can't figure it out.
"Perhaps Abe no Seimei is not home today?"

Kawai Mai, who was disliked by Director Takeya, sneaked into the Hanakain family's group.

After all, she had learned the 'Shikigami Fusion' technique from Yura, making her half a disciple of Yura; moreover, many people in the Keikain family were very friendly to her, and many young male members often fawned over her, making Mai think that her 'feminine charm' had greatly improved.
The policewoman, unaware that she was the object of an arranged marriage, offered her guess.

"You might as well say: that great Onmyoji kept us around for another purpose, which would be more reasonable."

Ryuji Hanakain couldn't help but complain, "This clueless guy learned the family's secret technique, obtained the extraordinary sword, and is stronger than me!"
Is there any more heavenly justice?
"Sigh, are we going to turn us all into shikigami?"

Upon hearing Ryuji's words, Mayi was horrified: No, no to that kind of thing!

The real reason is that a certain unexpected situation attracted the attention of the person behind the scenes.

But it doesn't matter, since everything is under his control anyway.

Anything that seems unreasonable can be explained.

For example now——

brush,

? !
Intimidation,

A terrifying pressure!

A powerful spiritual force, overwhelming everyone, suddenly surged forth from the front.

This spiritual energy was so intense that it transformed directly into a visible black-red aura filled with negative emotions such as domineering, ferocity, and despair. It was like smoke billowing into the sky, piercing through clouds and fog; or like a surging wave of blood, it rushed and crushed towards everyone.

However, this aura was also filled with a sense of intoxication; it made people feel both endlessly intoxicated and extremely dangerous!

The hundreds-of-meters-tall 'Fudo Myoo statue,' formed by the combined power of all the monks of Mount Koya, suddenly rippled like water around its body.

"Such a strong spiritual power!"

"This spiritual pressure is at the Dragon level."

The group, who had just been feeling relaxed, instantly adopted a defensive stance!

Even the demon-level powerhouses were on high alert, and the others could barely breathe; it was undoubtedly a dragon-level demon—

"Hahahahaha!!!"

A burst of wild laughter erupted from the group of superhumans, causing everyone to turn and look:
It turned out to be a serious-looking Kafka general?
No, it's Ibaraki inside him!

"Don't panic, humans~~"

Ibaraki's voice came from Kafka's mouth. Ever since he was 'sealed' by Yu, this 'Aoki' has been sleeping inside him all the time, only showing himself when he encounters a strong enemy; not to mention others, even most people in the army have never 'seen' Ibaraki.

"This is the scent of my dearest friend. So he arrived in Heian-kyo long ago~~"

"Honestly, he never comes to ask me for a drink!"

Ibaraki's best friend?
It's him! !
In an instant, everyone knew the identity of the owner of this aura.

To be considered a close friend by Ibaraki, and to have an aura that puts immense pressure on even Demon-level opponents, there's no doubt:
"That's right!"

Ibaraki, possessing Kafka, stepped forward and raised his hand to explain to the surging black and red 'spiritual power' in front of him:
“My dearest friend,”

"He's the epitome of manhood, the epitome of masculinity!"

"The ruler of men, the master of men, the terminator of men!"

"King! Master! Demon King! Demon Lord! An overwhelming man!"

Seeing Ibaraki controlling Kafka's body in a manner completely like a 'fervent sasaeng fan', many superhumans were speechless.

In any case, if the person who came is indeed Shuten-dōji, he is undoubtedly a dragon-level demon king!
"The most unrestrained, the most domineering, the most—"

"Oh, it's Ibaraki?"

A clear but somewhat muffled sound rang out.

In a flash,

The praise was cut off.

"Tsk, so you were sealed away. I didn't even notice."

A drunken voice rang out from ahead, and a figure stumbled out from the black and red spiritual energy fluctuations.

This is a little girl wearing a wide purple robe, with two demon horns on her head, a gourd hanging from her waist, and drinking heartily from a wine cup in one hand. She is drunk and staggering. When she sees the stunned Ibaraki/Kafka, she reveals a slightly naive smile.

"Come on, have a few drinks with me."

? ? ? ?
Is this the 'man among men' you're talking about?
The many dumbfounded superhumans turned their stiff necks to look at Ibaraki, who was sealed inside Kafka's body: judging from the other's wide-open mouth and eyes that seemed to be about to pop out, he was also too shocked to react.

"Hiccup... Don't just stand there. You guys—"

A drunken little girl... no, the demon king 'Shuten-dōji' raised his hand and crookedly touched Kafka, Yura, Shio, and Yagyu Onoda.

"Come with me, Seimei wants to see you."

(End of this chapter)