I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 422 The Multinational Coalition Enters London

Luton,
This area was once the capital of Bedfordshire, and was long known for its straw hat weaving, as well as being a center for automobile manufacturing.

Of course, now both the workshops that used to hand-weave straw hats and the high-tech factories are deserted; more than 200,000 residents have long since dispersed and taken refuge in the city’s outer defense facilities and subway tunnels.

Even 30 meters underground wouldn't be safe given the damage caused by that demon's 'black energy ball'.

But what can ordinary people do besides hide?

"What's going on outside?"

"No movement. It seems that the demon hasn't reached us yet."

The police officers who went out to investigate returned to the underground area, which was packed with people—the elderly, children, men, and women. In the face of that 'demon,' ordinary people were not even ants, but merely dust.

At least ants can bite back, but they can't even get close to each other.

"Wait, something's happening!"

A young man standing at the subway entrance, holding a live-streaming device, suddenly shouted.

With so many people gathered together, and considering that the 'demon' wields the power of lightning, most people had already turned off their electronic devices. As for whether doing so was meaningful, no one could say for sure, but it was better than doing nothing.

The young man guarding the entrance was first stunned, then his face lit up with ecstasy.

Hahahaha~~!

"God bless England! God bless England!"

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"Fellow Englishmen, do not be afraid, do not despair—"

The young man excitedly raised the equipment in his hand and shouted.
Princess Charlotte is battling the demon!

"The princess will surely win!"

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In the densely packed subway, where people were either squatting or sitting, no one cheered; instead, the gazes directed at the young man were numb and filled with pity.

Another poor, insane person.

Faced with destruction that could come at any time,

Many people succumb to the pressure and suffer mental breakdowns.

Besides, Princess Charlotte is just an ordinary person, so what makes her capable of fighting against demons?

"Two people, come help me—"

The police officer who had just gone out to check the situation sighed, preparing to drag the 'crazy' young man out and lock him up somewhere: it wasn't that he was inherently cold-hearted, but rather that there was neither the time nor the energy to take care of someone like him.
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"Wait, sir, what did you say?"

The police officer, who had just taken a step, paused, his face filled with shock, and pressed down on his earpiece.

After holding that position for a while, the police officer finally stopped and looked at the young man who was holding the equipment and shouting.

Is it
No, there's no reason for his superiors to joke like that with him.

That is to say-

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

The police officer turned around, faced the crowd in the subway, swallowed hard, and raised his hands.

"News from the military: Princess Charlotte, wielding the Holy Sword, is battling demons in London; please maintain your faith, we will surely prevail—"

Buzzing! ...

In an instant, countless exclamations, cheers, inquiries, and wild laughter merged into a rolling wave of sound, instantly drowning out the police's voices.

Everyone was shouting excitedly, though they themselves didn't know what they were shouting about.

A few minutes later, the crowd finally quieted down due to the strain on their vocal cords from producing so much noise.

They all turned to look at the police and young people at the subway entrance.

"Calm down, everyone, calm down!"

Police officers with megaphones spoke, their voices amplified through the subway's broadcasting system and carried hundreds or even thousands of meters into the tunnels; meanwhile, police maintaining order elsewhere were doing the same thing.

"The English have not been abandoned by Yahweh!"

"Princess Charlotte is fighting a fierce battle with the demon. Please pray for the princess and wait for victory!"

Whatever you do is better than passively waiting for despair to descend.

Judging from what the higher-ups are saying, it seems like there's a chance to win?

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.

"The English princess is going to lose,"

However, the situation is not so optimistic in other countries.

You don't need sharp eyes or strong judgment; you can tell just by looking at the light in the sky.

At first, the golden light swirled around the sky-blue skeletal giant, and the two seemed evenly matched; but gradually, the golden light began to dodge and move away from the skeletal giant's longsword, clearly finding it difficult to continue.

"Unfortunately, the time to obtain the 'Holy Sword' was too short."

In the Russian fleet command center, several superhuman generals looked at the images on the screen and spoke with regret.

Because of their cooperation with the island nation, the Russians obtained a considerable number of superhuman drugs early on; the number of superhumans in their army is quite large, and many of them have broken through to D-level, which is equivalent to the island nation's Wolf-level, and there are even a few C-level Tigers—which would definitely not be enough in the island nation, America, or the non-Libyan waters.

But for other countries, it is already a 'superpower'.

Therefore, these generals could easily see that Princess Charlotte of England had fallen into a disadvantageous position.

Should we continue?
"I never imagined England had such a warrior,"

One general exclaimed in admiration,
"Adversity is the touchstone of life,"

Another general spoke up,
"Perhaps England can create a miracle?"

On their screens, fighter jets and armed helicopters flew in and crashed straight into the sky-blue skeletal giant.

boom! boom! boom! !

"you."

In the battlefield of London's skies,

The light from the explosion shone on the face of the girl named Charlotte, causing her to take a deep breath.

"The good fight is over, the way has been completed, and the faith has been kept—"

"From this day forward, the crown of righteousness will be reserved for you!"

With a flap of its wings,
The girl swung her sword again to attack her opponent.

"Create an opportunity for the princess!"

God bless England!

The pilot's final shouts echoed repeatedly over the fighter jet's communication channel.

then:

boom!
It crashed into the sky-blue skeletal giant and turned into a black and red firework.

The enormous skeletal giant neither dodged nor evaded, as if such an attack posed no need for him to dodge; or perhaps—

"Lord of all armies!"

"I pray that you will bless the warriors, so that they may enter through the narrow gate!"

Leaping out of the smoke from the suicide jet explosion, the girl wielded her sword and slashed down, striking the skeletal giant's 'head'.

The gleaming two-handed cross sword sliced ​​through the skull's head, downwards, downwards, and downwards again!

"It actually split open!"

"I must say, it truly lives up to its name as a holy sword."

"It can even cut through the descendants of the God of Destruction; but..."

Still useless.

That enormous blue skeletal giant was merely some kind of 'divine magic'; its true core was the divine descendant 'Ijiang' within its chest.

Any attack is futile if it can't hurt that man. *Whoosh*

A hundred-meter-long, sky-blue sword swept across, forcing Princess Charlotte back and cleaving several approaching armed helicopters into countless fragments.

hateful!

There was no time to deal with the pilot who was flailing his arms and legs as he fell.

Princess Charlotte's gaze was fixed on the enormous blue skeletal giant before her.

Her 'Evil-Slaying Slash' attack could indeed cut through the opponent, but even with her full strength, it could only penetrate a few meters and still couldn't hurt the man.

What should I do?
boom!boom!boom!boom!
"Your Highness, don't give up—"

Armor-piercing shells whistled in from below; it was the approaching British elite officers.

"Come on, demon! Slash at me!!"

"You piece of trash, you can't even kill the ants under your feet!"

Some people lifted up the wreckage of the building and hurled it at the skeletal giant in the sky like a catapult.

These extraordinary officers launched their futile attacks while simultaneously hurling insults and provocations: what they were doing was the same as the previous wave of air force—to draw the enemy's attention and create an opportunity for the princess.

The situation is now clear: if Princess Charlotte falls, England is doomed.

Anyone who dares to stand in this city is not afraid of death.

Da da da da,

"This is the BBC,"

A civilian helicopter flew in amidst the sound of its rotors.

"Bringing you the latest battle updates!"

"Your Highness, everyone is praying for you; you will surely triumph—"

God bless England!

Inside the helicopter's open cabin, the reporter's words were true: as Princess Charlotte rose to prominence, the previously desperate English, after learning about the situation through their mobile phones and computers, began to pray for the princess who was fighting a hard battle.

"Lord of the armies, please bless the princess with victory."

"O Yahweh, bestow blessings upon us."

"Your humble believer."

This kind of scene is not happening in one or two places, but all over England.

If in the past this was merely a symbolic act, more significant than its actual effect, then now:

Buzzing

The golden light on the holy sword 'Durantall' grew ever more intense!
Hehehe,
This is a 'chakra receiving' longsword.

This holy sword, created by someone, not only inscribes ninjutsu into the longsword in the form of a 'scroll,' but it can also absorb mental fluctuations and convert them into chakra: just like how despair, suffering, and death in the Naruto world can condense into an artificial tailed beast like the 'Zero-Tails.'

After accumulating experience by creating 'sea serpents' through experiments, someone can also collect 'positive' intense mental fluctuations and convert them into chakra.

In other words, the prayers of ordinary people can truly be transformed into power in this era!
Of course, it must be strong enough.

The kind of casual faith you spout all the time is useless.

'Totosai' has been forging iron on the summit of Mount Tomi for so long,

In addition to the study of Yin and Yang escape techniques,

Forging techniques are no longer the crude methods of the past, where you just capture an evil spirit and stuff it into a longsword.
In terms of strength, it is inferior to the Six Paths Ninja Tools; but in terms of effectiveness, it is no less impressive.

"Lord Ie, this sword carries the weight of millions of lives!"

The light of the holy sword in his hand shot straight into the sky, and the spiritual power of countless people was gathered together and transformed into real chakra; layers of shockwaves continued to spread out, clearly visible ten thousand meters away, both majestic and sacred!

"Please leave."

However, the azure giant on the other side remained motionless.

"Holy Demon-Slaying Slash!"

Since that's the case, the girl, who was already starting to lose control of this power, swung her hand forward.

A torrent of light poured down from the heavens, transforming into an all-consuming slash that engulfed the azure skeletal giant.

Xia Yin, Fan Qiu, everyone, and me.
Snapped,
Just as Yijiang was about to die, a hand reached out from behind and pressed on his shoulder.

The next second, Yijiang vanished instantly.

brush------

A golden beam of light shot out, stretching across the sky above London and heading straight towards the North Sea!

The light spanned the heavens and the earth, yet it was not dazzling;

Almost everyone stared intently at the spot where the light had passed, and a few seconds later, the light receded.

"Where is that demon?"

"Gone"

"Could they have been killed?!"

"Hahahaha!! We won, we won~~ Waaaaaah~~"

As the descendant of the god of destruction was reduced to ashes, the remaining English soldiers burst into laughter and tears! They raised their hands and roared to vent their excitement.

Do not,
That descendant of the gods did not die.

Princess Charlotte, who swung the sword, clearly felt that her attack had 'missed'.

But anyway——

"The demon is gone, we are safe!"

Even if it's only temporary.

The princess, pointing her long sword to the sky, announced this.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!!!"

"That's great, that's great, that's great~~"

Not only on this battlefield, but also in all the refugees in England—the countryside, air-raid shelters, subway tunnels—countless dark masses of people surged out, cheering and jumping for joy, celebrating their survival.

It's finally over.
Relying on the wings behind her, she floated down, but the girl stumbled.

This extraordinary first battle nearly drained her physical strength, energy, and willpower. If it weren't for the holy sword supporting her, she would have collapsed.

But no matter what, it is ultimately—

"Your Highness,"

Amid the celebratory atmosphere, an extraordinary officer jogged over, his face grave.

"Messages from the remaining troops: America, France, Russia, Germany, Italy."

"The warships of the above countries are heading straight for the Thames!"

???

Those bastards—

The girl swayed and almost fainted.

Needless to say, the reason these countries' armies arrived so 'timely' was because of the 'Durandall' in his hands.

The girl didn't covet the holy sword, but the 'divine descendant' wasn't dead; without the holy sword, what would happen if he came again?
"Notify the father,"

The grandfather is dead, and the girl's father is the 'king'.

"Have him gather the remaining troops; we must not let the Holy Sword be taken away!"

After saying that, the girl took a deep breath, mustered her strength, and gripped the holy sword in her hand tightly—whoever wants it can step over her dead body!

(End of this chapter)