I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 541 Duke of the Flaming Sun
"Divine Sequence, Extraordinary Characteristics"

"The ability to advance by consuming the corresponding special properties—this power is perfect for us."

On the amphibious assault ship named 'Americana', a group of superhuman prisoners whispered excitedly, their eyes shining and their bodies trembling as they looked at the distorted sea outside the ship's cabin, as if they saw a peerless beauty. No, no, no, how could a mere peerless beauty be as tempting as superhuman power?

With power, beauties are nothing but a wave of the hand!
And just now, their 'Lord' Luigi had shared the knowledge of the 'divine way' with them.

This 'master' possesses the ability to condense the power of the extraordinary beings after death into 'extraordinary characteristics'.

These 'extraordinary traits' can be consumed according to certain rules to 'safely' and 'efficiently' increase in strength, from the initial D-level extraordinary being to the C-level master level, then the B-level legend, and even the A-level weak divine power.

awesome!
No talent is required, and no personal hard work is necessary.

By consuming higher-level traits, one can continuously grow stronger.

If this isn't the 'path of God,' then what is?!

Because of the death of a superhuman prisoner, and the discovery of 'superhuman traits' in full view of everyone, Luigi decided to reveal this knowledge to the public.

However, the words he repeatedly warned against, such as "easily out of control" and "contaminated," were automatically ignored by the prisoners. Given the "optimistic" nature of these Americans, anything involving chance seemed certain to them—they were the chosen ones.

The evidence is that these death row inmates have all become superhumans!
Don't be fooled by the fact that they're all stuck at D-rank. Even if they have one or two C-ranks, their abilities are too limited and they have huge weaknesses. But what does it matter?
With so many of them, and with mutual cover, their weaknesses were not a problem at all. Furthermore, by utilizing the unique properties of 'this method,' they could continuously acquire other abilities to compensate for their weaknesses.
That's awesome!
Several black superhumans were already dancing with joy.
He snapped his fingers and performed a rap live, his distinct sense of rhythm truly befitting his 'racial talent'.

"Everyone,"

A bearded prisoner with an air of charlatanry walked out of the main control room and clapped his hands.

"Our 'Lord' has decided to go to Australia to establish an 'earthly sanctuary'!"

The prisoner's gaze swept across the face, noticing the eyes opening and closing.

That was a sign that he hadn't yet 'digested' the extraordinary characteristics: that's right, the extraordinary characteristics left behind by 'Evan' were ingested by this charlatan extraordinary individual named 'Labergen'.

Now, he possesses two extraordinary traits, no longer only having the ability to 'shapeshift', and his strength has increased dramatically.

So when the prisoners saw his eyes, they were not afraid at all; instead, they all showed expressions of envy.

Unknown forces are indeed terrifying, but what if you could control those forces?

That leaves only pure enjoyment!
"Everyone, go and get ready, next we're going to—"

Guide to Australia!

The reason for choosing Australia is that it is currently the most chaotic place, and therefore the most suitable for their development.

They created the 'Ijiang', a descendant of the God of Destruction, who was the first to be hit by the 'Hollow Dog Cannon,' turning the entire government and the capital into ashes; then, the surviving England expelled him from the 'Commonwealth.' No, England directly withdrew from the Commonwealth, leaving a group of underlings looking at each other in bewilderment.

Then, because the island nation's 'sun god' and America's 'father in the sea' fought a great battle in the Pacific, it triggered massive tsunamis, hurricanes, and earthquakes.

Unlike island nations, the Philippines, and the United States, where there are extraordinary individuals to resist, those extraordinary individuals in Australia have difficulty even protecting themselves from 100-meter tsunamis and Category 12 gales, let alone resisting them.
After two massive and extraordinary disasters, Australia was in chaos, with only a few cities struggling to stay afloat.

In the past, given Australia's abundant mineral resources and vast agricultural output, it would have already received humanitarian aid from other countries.

However, now, major powers are turning a blind eye, and smaller countries are willing but unable to do so; coupled with the impact of two massive supernatural disasters, it can be described as a true 'forsaken land,' and no one is willing to pay attention to it.

"But it is an excellent base for our development."

In the main control room, a dozen or so extraordinary prisoners who had 'stood out' in the battle gathered together, with 'Labogen' explaining things to the others.

"There was complete industry, agriculture, and a destroyed government."

And what they lack most is manpower:

No, it should be 'devout believers'.

The divine path means creating a large number of extraordinary individuals in a short period of time!
In any case, Australia and their languages, customs and beliefs are similar, making it easier to convert believers.

Moreover, Australia was originally a place used for 'exiling prisoners,' so for them—

"Perfectly fitting."

After speaking, the extraordinary prisoner, Labogen, turned around and politely bowed to the young man surrounded by the crowd.

"Lord, what do you think?"

"no problem,"

Luigi nodded. In addition to his squad, the ship also carried dozens of prisoners from R'lyeh.

They are all superhumans now, but most of them are only between D and C level. Against the regular army of America, whether it is the Grand Commander or the Holy Church, they would be easy prey!
Both of these forces possess B-level combat power, and even A-level: the Holy Maiden of the Holy Church, the 'Hidden Lady' who is anything but secretive; as the daughter of the Father of the Sea, no one in the world would believe that she doesn't have A-level combat power.

So after capturing the ship, their goal was to find a place to stay.

After 'digesting' the extraordinary characteristics he ingested, he will re-enter the city to hunt for the 'extraordinary characteristics' he needs, gradually increasing his strength.

"Once we are strong enough, we will expel those parasites from the 'Holy Church'."

Luigi harbored little ill will towards the so-called 'Holy Church'. Regardless of the true nature of the 'Father of the Sea,' if He protected ordinary people, then He was a 'true god.' However—

"The Church is filled with old-money capitalists and so-called Wall Street elites."

Luigi stepped forward, stepping out from the crowd.

"In an era without supernatural powers, they acted recklessly, trampled on the law, and only sought to extract the last penny from ordinary people."

America is a 'paradise' for the rich. Here, if you have money, you can enjoy all the good things in the world; otherwise, you will find it difficult to move an inch. Dismembered veterans and vanished homeless people are nothing new.

The United States was founded on the law, and of its 46 presidents, 26 had worked as lawyers or similar legal professionals. With enough money, these legal elites could turn white into black and black into white.

For example, the infamous 'O.J. Simpson murder case' from the last century.
Everyone in America knows he was the killer, and he even confessed to it during his escape.

However, in the end, even the witnesses and evidence were refuted by these resourceful lawyers using various means in front of a luxurious legal team composed of tens of millions of dollars. In the end, they were acquitted on the grounds of "presumption of innocence," which can be described as a personal show by America's "golden" lawyers.

When faced with the combined power of capital and lawyers, ordinary people are truly powerless.

Especially now—

"Once they possessed extraordinary powers, they became even more ruthless!"

Luigi clenched his fist slightly.
In the past, capitalists were afraid of ordinary people who were pushed to the limit, and they had to restrain themselves from engaging in gunfights and car battles with them.

Now? Ha! How could mere bullets and cars possibly harm a capitalist with superhuman abilities?

On the island nation, everything is suppressed because of that 'principal'.

Most extraordinary individuals are either 'righteous' in character or have no interest in ordinary people.

However, in America, ordinary people are already at their wits' end and have no way to resist the superhumans. Especially in the areas controlled by the 'Holy Church', the situation is extremely chaotic, with more than 10,000 people disappearing every month, most of whom are girls and children. It has reached a point where everyone is living in fear.

How much of a threat do firearms in the hands of ordinary people pose to superhumans?
The tides of time sweep across the land, and it is not only the strong who ride the waves; countless ordinary people are also crushed like waves.

"I want to change all of this,"

Luigi glanced around. He didn't expect these prisoners to suddenly 'reform,' but as long as he held the power of the 'divine path' for advancement, then:
“Lord, show me your ways and teach me your paths; guide me and teach me your truth, for you are my God who saves me and I serve you all day long.”

As Luigi's gaze swept over them, Labogen was the first to kneel down on one knee and solemnly swear an oath, befitting his professional background as a former priest.

"Oh yes, that's what we think too!"

"Give the order, my lord!"

Because this guy's words were so long, the other prisoners couldn't even begin to repeat them, so they had to resort to the "me too" tactic.

"Change course, maintain electronic silence, and proceed toward Australia!"

Overthrowing the corrupt 'Holy Church' is not something that can be done in a day or two. First, we need to develop our own power before we can change the world.

Luigi turned to look at the distorted sea and city not far away: R'lyeh.

He didn't know why the 'Father of the Sea' had given him this knowledge.
But since he can still move freely, then—

Let's use this power to help more people.

The young man lowered his eyes.
"God so loved the world."

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.

North, Sun Island.

Qiongmei and Xiaoying are currently locked in a fierce battle with a certain 'Flame Lord'.
But the area they were in was only a small part of this vast 'island'.

Upon discovering the exceptionally powerful 'fire creatures' on the island, the island nation and America began to cooperate: the two sides joined forces, blockading the coastline, and out of respect for the 'sea nation,' allowing only certain non-professional forces to enter, while other forces were excluded.

Meanwhile, they advanced towards the island: with the cooperation of a large number of extraordinary special police and veterans, one after another, the fire creatures fell down.

After all, while these fire creatures are powerful, their weaknesses are also too obvious: in the spiritual power attribute, water counters fire, and 'ice', which is based on water, is even more effective against these creatures.

Well, to explain it scientifically: if a hot object suddenly encounters a cold temperature, it is prone to 'thermal shock,' which causes uneven distribution of internal stress, leading to cracking or explosion.
In layman's terms, it's about thermal expansion and contraction!

Even extraordinary beings are subject to reason.

Wuwuwu——

As the American "veterans" exchanged for various abilities and scrolls such as "Blizzard," "Ice Ball," and "Ice Cone," many fire creatures on the outskirts were captured or killed, pushing the enemy into the heartland, hundreds of kilometers away.

Unlike Qiong Mei, who cultivates and refines herself, they are more goal-oriented and more ruthless in their methods.

"It's said that if you venture deeper into this area, you'll encounter B+ level fire creatures."

Among the advancing teams,

A seasoned magician, dressed as a mage, chatted with his companion.

"If we could make a contract with one of them."

“I have a ‘Sleeping Scroll’ here, it only costs 20 points.”

His response was a scroll his companion produced: this one-time use item could cast a spell, and although it was expensive, it was highly praised by experienced players, and many people exchanged for some as trump cards.

I'll sell it to you.

The companion's meaning was clear: if you want to form a contract with a B-rank fire creature, you might as well just take a nap: anything is possible in dreams.

Even the level 5 members of the 'Veteran Guild' only have a C+ strength in their physical form; however, they possess various items and abilities that allow them to briefly unleash B-level combat power.

Even if they could defeat a B-rank fire creature, it's obvious that they would be the ones competing with the level 5 personnel to become their familiars.

"Shit, can't you just let me?"

"There is a situation!"

The magician was taken aback. The 'Eagle Eye' spell he had cast on his eyes had not yet dissipated, so he first saw a 'person' walking towards him in the distance.

No, that's not a person, it must be some kind of fire creature?
The opponent moved very quickly, even showing signs of 'flickering', and in a few flashes, they arrived not far in front of the group.

This being was dressed in a beautifully patterned trench coat, black on the outside and red on the inside, with a twisted bone gem pendant hanging from the collar. The flames burning on the coat added a touch of elegance and eeriness to the outfit.

He was tall and slender, wearing fiery gentleman's boots and white molten gloves, looking every bit the distinguished gentleman.

However, on this gorgeous robe was a demon's head.

It wasn't the kind of burly man with sharp teeth and claws, but rather the 'traditional' shape of a goat's head: because it was formed from solidified black and red lava, this head, besides the goat's sinister aura, also possessed a touch of aristocratic elegance and composure.

Good afternoon, guests who have come from afar.

Between the two long, curved ram's horns is a burning laurel wreath.

This 'fire monster' bowed gracefully to the crowd, with a gold-rimmed monocle hanging in front of his pupil that was dancing with flames.

“My name is Afrit, born in the flames of the Creator, both the wrath of the sun and the lord of this land.”

Amid the vigilance of numerous island nations and American superhumans, the other party gently removed their white gloves.

brush,

The pristine white gloves were thrown at the crowd, landing on the dark red ground.

“You have entered my territory in the name of the Creator.”

"Pick up your gloves, and die with honor—"

boom! !

A bullet coated in whistling ice pierced the fire monster's skull, yet it neither dodged nor evaded. The hole in the ram's head began to heal in the flames, and:

"By interrupting your master and launching a sneak attack, I hereby punish you with being engulfed in flames."

The elegant ram-headed gentleman, who called himself 'Afrit,' raised his hand.

Give it a gentle squeeze.

boom! !

A torch suddenly rose in the joint forces of the island nation and America.

(End of this chapter)