I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 532 The Journey of Chasing Fire
"Breaking news! Breaking news!!"

KYG's inflammatory rhetoric spreads across the internet to every corner of the planet.

His image and voice are everywhere – on TVs, computers, mobile phones, and tablets.

While stirring up the nerves of countless people,

This excited countless ambitious individuals, prompting them to suddenly rise up.

"A large number of fire elemental creatures have been discovered on 'Sun Island,' a site of the Pacific War of Gods!"

"The core of this elemental organism possesses powerful explosive force, and its remaining body is made of high-strength extraordinary materials. The island nation was the first to declare sovereignty over this continent; subsequently, America rejected the island nation's government, claiming that the continent was a gift from the 'Father of the Sea' and should be handed over to America for development."

"Russia, England, France, Germany, and Barat subsequently issued statements."

What are you waiting for, my friend?

"Wealth, fame, status,"

"They're all there!!"

"Go get it!"

Because of its partnership with the "Internet Search God" Gui Gui, KYG's news can even bypass the internet censorship of any country and appear directly around the world.

This prompted the major powers to hurl insults, but they also had no choice but to expedite the deployment of their forces to seize the initiative!
The remnants of battles between powerful beings are coveted treasures for ordinary extraordinary individuals, and even for 'nations'.

Just like the sci-fi film "Kaili Blues" that preceded the Great Mao, aliens passed by human planet and casually discarded a bunch of "high-tech junk", which became a "treasure" that countless people risked their lives to fight for!
Just like picnickers who unintentionally spill breadcrumbs, attracting ants to fight and struggle over them.

The kingdoms suddenly erupted into conflict over this gift from the gods.

Despite being called 'Sun Island', this battlefield site is actually enormous, large enough to be described as a 'continent': although it has not been specifically surveyed, satellite maps show that its area of ​​over one million square kilometers is the size of three island nations, and can certainly be called a continent.

This was the result of Lord 'Six Paths' surrounding the battlefield with 'Nightfall'.

Otherwise, who knows what would have happened to the Pacific Ocean!
"It's truly spectacular."

On the Cervantes family's ground effect vehicle, Roman, dressed in a blond suit, red tie, and brown sunglasses, looked at the crimson lines spreading in front of him.

"The mere traces left by the battle created a new continent."

Roman felt a surge of excitement upon hearing the news released by KYG.

What is his strongest attack method?
Instantaneous nuclear explosion!

However, since his move was exposed, major powers have kept their nuclear weapons tightly under wraps. Even the Commonwealth, with which he has a cooperative relationship, can only sell him some tactical nuclear bombs with a yield of several hundred thousand tons at most; strategic nuclear bombs with a yield of millions or even tens of millions of tons are out of the question.

After all, if Roman were to go mad one day and teleport into a big city to launch a nuclear explosion, the resulting casualties would be absolutely horrific.

Besides, the Commonwealth is now history, and England is licking its wounds. Even if the Roman Empire is rich, no one will sell it nuclear weapons.

"This is where our Cervantes family will rise to prominence!"

"That's right, young master."

Several extraordinary individuals of varying heights and builds, all dressed in black suits, echoed his sentiments.

A core capable of exploding?

Perfect for their young master!
If he could possess even one ten-thousandth of the power of that goddess 'Heaven,' it would be enough for Young Master Roman to stand proudly above the Ghost level.

Strength doesn't necessarily come from within; tools can also be a form of power.

Just like the 'artificial Devil Fruits' produced by their family.

"Ready, let's log in!"

"Yes!"

As the Cervantes family set foot on a continent filled with flames and lava, they deployed into battle formation and began hunting the 'fire monsters'.

These so-called elemental creatures were naturally the work of someone.

Yang Dun

Unlike the Yin Escape technique, which involves creating things from nothingness, the Yang Escape technique involves physical strength, automatic healing, and the ability to imbue a form with life.

However, this ability is not very useful in combat, which is why no one in the Naruto world has studied it: what is the point of a ninja to give 'life' to an inanimate object by sharing their chakra? Such creations are weak and stupid, cannot form combat power, and are meaningless except for wasting chakra.

Unless one has already broken free from the limitations of chakra reserves, such as Toneri in his Tenseigan state, who can luxuriously imbue puppets with life force to serve as subordinates and servants.

And Yu, of course, also has this ability.

With the Divine Tree and the Tenseigan at his disposal, creating elemental creatures using Yang Release was a piece of cake for him.

But all this fuss was really just to get Qiong Mei to 'level up'. As for what others think? That's their business.
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.

Tokyo Basin

One after another, ground effect vehicles are ready to take off.

Meanwhile, a large screen next to the pier was playing news from the island nation's Kyodo News, with the anchor vehemently rebuking the situation.

"With everyone's witness, it was Lord 'Six Paths' who protected our planet."

"However, America ignored all of this and attempted to seize the land protected by Lord 'Six Paths.' Such behavior can only be described as despicable, barbaric, and shameless."

"Gentlemen, prepare to depart."

The people boarding the ground effect vehicle are the Metropolitan Police Department's special police officers.

Even Director Takeya took time out of his busy schedule to see them off; the one leading the group was 'Jotachi Mayuzumi,' the god of misfortune.

"Honestly, I feel like even after becoming a god, I'd still be running around every day."

Kawai Mai couldn't help but complain that a 'god' as busy as her is probably one of a kind.

"Stop complaining. In this day and age, nobody has it easy."

Whether human or god.

Director Zhu Ya raised her hand, gesturing to the side.

"This time, Xiao will go with you."

"Please give me more advice."

The boy with his eyes closed, carrying a huge zither on his back, nodded.
The koto behind him is 'Amanuma Mochizuki', which contains the 'Kubikiri'.

"Xiao Hui will go to the southern region of Sun Island to investigate; he will be in charge of 'R'lyeh' there."

That's right, besides 'Sun Island', a twisted and chaotic city has also appeared in the southern Pacific Ocean: R'lyeh!
One is in the north and the other in the south.
It occupied the central Pacific region;

It is an area that many major powers are closely monitoring and sending personnel to investigate.

Unlike Sun Island, which is attacked by 'elemental creatures', all the personnel and machines that went to 'R'lyeh' to explore were contaminated!
That sea area is highly polluted; any creature that enters it, or even electronic devices, will be continuously distorted. Considering the pollution caused by the 'Father of the Sea,' Xiao, the blind man, is undoubtedly the best investigator.

Moreover, he is a Ghost-level expert after all, so he can put up a fight even if he faces an Ancient God directly.

"I see. Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Xiao."

Upon hearing that the other party had gone to 'R'lyeh' in the south, Kawai Mai, who had been indignant, immediately calmed down.

So-called 'happiness' is a product of comparison. In comparison, her situation was much more comfortable than that of the person in charge of going to 'Sun Island'.

It's not that the 'elemental creatures' of Sun Island are weak.

On 'Sun Island', it seems to be a real, head-on battle; while on 'R'lyeh', it's all about distortion and pollution.

It's really annoying not knowing when you'll get infected.

"set off!"

As the ground effect vehicle took off...
The extraordinary forces belonging to the island nation's government, led by two demon-level powerhouses, headed towards the central Pacific region.

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.

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

"Everyone knows the answer in their hearts regarding the culprit behind this extraordinary disaster!"

A CNN reporter, speaking passionately, was also indirectly criticizing the island nation across the sea.

"And our Father in the sea, the great and merciful Lord of R'lyeh, could not bear to see calamity befall the world, and with his own body he shielded humanity from that world-destroying attack."

A massive, high-tech floating warship sped past.

Groups of three or five members of the 'Veteran Guild' were watching the live stream on the deck while enjoying the breeze.

This massive, high-tech floating warship is equipped with an 'anti-gravity magic array'; it is a mobile fortress jointly built by the 'Veteran Guild', and its dense array of turrets reveals that it is a military construct with formidable firepower.

"Therefore, that 'Sun Island' should be handed over to America for development!"

"Ha, those guys actually used the term 'we Americans'! America is ours! Those monsters should all get out!"

The white veteran holding the tablet scoffed, his disdain evident, but the captain next to him was much more composed.

"Say less, Kaplan."

The speaker was a composed old black man, his body gleaming with a metallic sheen, and an eye on his shoulder constantly darting around. He was none other than Matthew, the former mercenary captain and now a level five member of the Nightmare Space's 'Veteran Guild'.

"Don't forget that for the gods, whatever is spoken, they know."

"Yes, Captain."

The white senior nodded and shut up.
They had dealt with that 'Holy Church' quite a bit, and they knew each other quite well.

The 'Holy Church,' which occupies half of America's territory, is numerous and powerful, but its strength is inferior to that of these 'veterans.' Moreover, its skills and willpower are lacking. Despite having an overwhelming numerical advantage, it lost to the Grand Commander, who was supported by the veterans, in a recent battle.

But that doesn't mean they won.

Victory is only temporary.
Behind this 'holy religion' is a 'saint' and the 'father in the sea'.

If they attract that person's attention because of their big mouths, they will find it difficult to die immediately: according to the propaganda of the 'Holy Church', that 'Father' who briefly awakened was the one who defeated the 'Sun God' of the island nation.

so far,

The two sides were indeed evenly matched.

In this situation, no amount of caution is excessive.

However, the current situation is:

"Captain, the island nation has declared sovereignty over 'Sun Island,' we're heading there now."

Most likely no, there will definitely be a conflict, right?
"I don't want to fight them either."

Matthew, the black mercenary captain, spoke his mind.

As extraordinary mercenaries who fought their way out of the 'Mount Koya battlefield,' they had fought side by side before, so it would be too tragic to turn against each other now; moreover, the extraordinary individuals of the island nation are not the hastily trained trash of the 'Holy Church,' and if a real fight broke out:

There will definitely be heavy casualties.

However, the interests of 'Sun Island' meant that neither side would back down.

"As far as I know, the people led by the 'magician' will never let this opportunity slip by."

Kaplan changed the subject.
“They exchanged a large number of ‘contract parchments,’ and it’s obvious what they were going to do with them.”

The so-called 'contract parchment' is a B-grade item in Nightmare Space.

The effect is to form a contract with a 'supernatural being' and make it one's 'familiar', allowing the user to summon the creature to assist them at any time during battle.

It sounds wonderful, but the problem is that the extraordinary beings in the 'mission space' are almost all arrogant and proud, so how could they possibly submit to the veterans?
As for the main world—what kind of contract? To contract with the monsters created by those 'Holy Churches'?
Things are different now; Sun Island is home to a large number of elemental creatures!

Upon hearing this news, the magic professionals, led by the codename 'Magician', were so excited that their eyes lit up.

What these magic practitioners fear most is being approached: before they can even finish their hand gestures or incantations, they are killed in one move, dying a very frustrating death!

Although the Nightmare Space offers the ability to exchange for "Silent Spellcasting," "Spell Instant Casting," and even the legendary "Instant Spell Casting" technique—a "spell feat" that allows one to cast spells simply by calling out their spell name—the cost of exchanging for these feats is so high that experienced players would shake their heads in disbelief.

If a familiar were to stand in front of them to buy time, it would greatly improve this predicament.

Besides, who would refuse a powerful 'familiar'?

This is why so many 'veterans' gathered on this warship and headed towards Sun Island.

"Hey,"

In response, Matthew, a Black man who usually appeared as stoic as steel, let out a rare sigh.

"Hopefully, it won't come to that."

Not just island nations, the Iberians, or the extraordinary individuals of America.

Superhumans, warships, and fighter jets from other countries are all rushing to this area.

Looking down from space, they appear as countless tiny dots, converging towards the sun in the ocean like moths drawn to a flame.

"It's like a journey chasing fire."

Sitting in the office of the Jujutsu High School, Yu rested her chin on one hand and tilted her head to look at the image in the mirror.

However, this so-called 'journey of chasing fire' was destined to be meaningless from the very beginning: because this was the place that Yu had prepared for Sora's advancement.

But it doesn't matter. For most extraordinary individuals, even a tiny bit of 'fortune' is enough to benefit them for a lifetime, right?
"Nao, what are you doing?"

Watching Nao push open the office door and then turn around and lock it, Yu rubbed his temples.

"I heard Xiao Qiong went out to cultivate~~"

Nao, having locked the door, pushed up her round-framed glasses as she walked towards Yu.

At the same time, pieces of clothing slipped off.

"good chance!"

As the girl licked her lips and approached with a look that suggested she was about to devour someone, You stared speechlessly at the ceiling.

Why is your mind filled with these kinds of thoughts?!

(End of this chapter)