I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 549 The Burning Legion, Attack!
"What are you looking at?"

Nao entered carrying snacks.
Curious, I glanced at the girl, Qiong, who was curled up on Yu's lap, and at the mirror in front of them.

With Yu's abilities, she had already cleaned up the 'battlefield' long ago, ensuring that no trace would be left behind.

However, no 'trace' was needed. Qiong Mei, who was holding Yu and leaning one hand on him, gave off a provocative look that betrayed their previous 'activities'.

Nao simply smiled at this.

"Xiao Qiong, what would you like to drink?"

"Whatever I want to drink, my brother will make it for me."

The provocative look went unanswered, and Qiongmei's tone became barbed.

"Okay, okay, then I'll leave it to You."

However, Nao calmly placed the snacks on the desk, smiled gently, and turned to leave.

"This is it! This is it!!"

After Nao left, Sora immediately bristled, her twin tails almost flaring up.

"What's with that 'I've beaten you by a ton' look?!"

"Cough cough,"

Knowing full well what was going on, the person quickly changed the subject.

“Look, the fire creatures on Sun Island; they’ve made some new moves, including your old rival from this period.”

As Yu raised his hand and summoned several mirrors, simultaneously playing footage of Sun Island, America, and other places: a large number of extraordinary beings gathered there, especially a guy with tattered bat wings, a lower body of a fused giant elephant and crocodile, and an upper body of a demon, which successfully diverted Qiong Mei's attention.

"'Fire Lord' Manolos?"

"Yes, it's this fat guy named Ma something—"

In Youkou's words, the Flame Lord, who had already become 'Fat Ma,' was flapping his wings and roaring across the black and red earth.

Wherever he went, hordes of 'fire creatures' leaped out of the lava and flames; following behind him, they converged into a crimson torrent!
Give life to the flames
This is the authority of the 'Flame Lords'.
Too lazy to create his own minions, someone simply gave these 'Flame Lords' a portion of Yang attribute chakra: as long as this Yang attribute chakra is spread out, more fire creatures can be created.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be too unrefined for a powerful demon-level 'Flame Lord' to travel alone?

However, there are also those who are alone and don't care about these things.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On the other side of Sun Island, a 'lava giant' dressed in Viking-style armor, wearing a pointed helmet, and with a long beard formed of flames, was striding towards the direction of Mannoroth.

He did not create any other 'fire creatures' because the giant named 'Red Oni' had the personality of a standard warrior.

He preferred charging into battle alone rather than leading troops into battle.

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

"Fight! Celebrate! Let us sing praises to the Creator with blood and valor—"

The lava giant's maniacal laughter carried for miles, causing Mannoroth, who was leading the army forward, to turn his head in displeasure.

"A simple-minded giant,"

"War is not a simple matter!"

Minions are always necessary, serving as cannon fodder for probing and depleting the opponent's pieces. What kind of 'commander' would directly charge into battle bare-chested? If they fall into the opponent's trap, wouldn't they die a humiliating death?

Besides, why should generals personally intervene when their subordinates can handle the problem?

For example, they gathered here because of the Duke's orders.

"Fool, to leave the power bestowed upon you by the Creator unused."

Rumble, rumble——

the other side,
Amidst the continuous tremors, a group of powerful tiger-level 'Flaming Dragon Lizards' roared in.

Although there are only a dozen or so of them, their 50-meter-long bodies easily give them the imposing presence of a thousand troops!

"Hahaha~~ It's not your turn to make a move!"

Above the leading 'Flaming Dragon Scorpion' stood a red-haired girl with an explosive figure, wearing a leather jacket and pants, a black skull military cap, and her hands wrapped in iron chains.

As they charged forward, the girl standing proudly at the dragon's head arrogantly announced...

"I am enough on my own!"

"Katrina, this is the Duke's order."

Led by the three 'Flame Lords,' they attacked the human territory to the northeast, setting it ablaze and offering it to the Creator.

Manolos, annoyed, slammed his double-headed spear into the earth, sending flames and magma gushing out.

"Even if you are the Duke's daughter, you have no right to disobey his orders!"

"what?"

Amidst the clanking of chains, with a giant iron ball beneath her feet, the leather-clad girl Katrina grinned, her expression turning dangerous.

"I might as well finish you off here, and then go and kill those humans!"

"you--?"

“I don’t mind engaging you in a glorious duel right now.” Unlike Manolos, who was momentarily speechless, the lava giant Red Oni accepted the offer without hesitation.

"But the Duke's orders must be carried out. After the human kingdoms are destroyed, then we can have a fair fight. What do you think?"

"Ha, I'll be waiting!"

The girl in the leather jacket and chains, 'Katrina', did not refuse.
All 'Flame Lords' have the ability to create subordinates.

As the strongest being on this 'Sun Island', Grand Duke Yan Yang naturally possesses such abilities, and may even surpass them!
He distributed his 'flame' to his four children. Although these children are currently only at the 'Strong Tiger' level, with his flame, as long as they are tempered in battle, becoming a 'Demon' level is a certainty!
From birth,

He stood at the finish line of countless ordinary 'geniuses'.

This is the authority of higher beings.

If the 'Duke of the Blazing Sun' were willing, countless nations would be willing to worship him as a god!
After all, he was essentially a creation of that 'sun god,' and was born with a status equivalent to a 'god.'

"So, let's get started!"

Manolos had no desire to waste any more words with this 'princess' and raised his double-headed spear, pointing it towards the sea ahead.

"Flame, obey my command—"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!
On the black and red land, countless leaping flames surged like rivers, heading in the direction Manolos pointed! Even upon contact with the seawater, they continued to burn fiercely—in the end, a spectacular 'fire path' appeared, spreading across the sea.

"Followers, servants, soldiers, in my footsteps—Manolos! Burn, destroy!!"

"Hoohoho!!!"

"Woo~~"

As the 'Flame Lord' raised his double-headed spear, a large number of fire creatures of varying heights and strange shapes behind him raised their heads and shouted; even though they had no ability to speak, they still exuded a powerful aura that was enough to move people.

"interesting,"

Flames flickered in the eyes of Katrina, the girl in the leather jacket and chains.
This fire lord looks obese and ugly, but his abilities and command skills are quite remarkable. No wonder the 'old man' let him participate in this operation.

As the massive 'Manolos' strode onto the path of fire, thousands upon thousands of fire creatures immediately followed behind: normally they feared water, let alone this boundless ocean.

However, with a 'lord' leading the way, traversing the flames is not a problem.

boom--!
The lava giant, on the other hand, stands with one foot on the sea, where turbulent currents surge and steam billows.

Despite his Viking giant style from Norse mythology, he has mastered the basics of spiritual power, even if his chakra is not perfect.

and so:
Boom—boom—boom—!
The colossal lava giants walking on the sea looked both awe-inspiring and terrifying.

Splash,

"go!"

A chain lashed out at the 'Flaming Dragon Scorpion' beneath his feet.
A leather-clad girl named Katrina embarks on her first battle.

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.

“Alert! Alert!!”

"A large number of fire creatures have left 'Sun Island,' and three suspected B-rank/Ghost-rank 'Flame Lords' leading the group have been detected. Disaster level assessment in progress."

At the same time, in almost every country with a name like the island nation, America, Russia, England, France, Germany, and Bharat, the Ministry of Defense immediately sounded an extraordinary alarm: not to mention those who were already guarding the monitoring equipment, other officials rushed to the command center at full speed.

In this era, is there anything more important than 'extraordinary disasters'?

No!

After the appearance of A-level/Dragon-level beings on 'Sun Island', it became a target of close monitoring by various countries.

Satellites in low Earth orbit are adjusting their routes, a large number of high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft are circling over the Pacific Ocean, and various unmanned reconnaissance aircraft are constantly trying to enter the inland areas.
Even though the environment on 'Sun Island' is too harsh and the various monitoring devices are severely damaged, human reconnaissance methods can still be put to use once we leave 'Sun Island': besides, a straight line of flame on the sea is simply too conspicuous.

"Has the route been predicted?"

At the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, Chief Inspector Takemasa put down the documents in his hand.

"Yes!"

The secretary, holding the tablet, nodded.
"This 'army' is advancing straight towards three o'clock, and its predicted destination is—"

America!

"That's it,"

Director Zhu Ya felt a sense of relief and couldn't help but smile.

"very good."

As long as they're not coming to island nations, that's a good thing.

Since the resurgence of the superhumans, the island nation has suffered countless superhuman disasters; even with the emergence of numerous superhuman powerhouses, the casualties are still terrifying, so terrifying that the government is too lazy to keep track of them.

Judging from the remaining population, it's almost reaching the limit that the island gods originally set out to take.

Fifty million!
Now, this army, burning with raging flames, is heading straight for America, naturally putting Director Zhuya in a great mood.

"you say--"

He even had the leisure to chat with his secretary.

"Will America ask us for help in a few hours?"

(End of this chapter)