I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 555 Changes in the World

"Aha~~ America actually managed to stop the Burning Legion's attack?"

"Well, not bad, not bad."

A certain "news king" who was live-streaming from the edge of the battlefield coughed lightly, managing his facial expressions while continuing his live commentary:
"Ladies and gentlemen, with the arrival of the 'Holy Church's' airborne troops on the battlefield, America has barely managed to turn the tide; but this is only temporary. Even though the 'Holy Church' is skilled in water magic, it still cannot make up for their weaknesses."

As KYG provided commentary, facing the charging army of flames, the breathing apparatus of the helmets of those superhuman soldiers clad in power armor suddenly spewed out large amounts of seawater.

It wasn't just one or two people; water started spraying from everyone's respirators!
Cthulhu is known as the 'Father of the Sea' and has the element of water.

Of course, this is only what humans observe: in fact, this claim lacks rationality and even contradicts the original intent of Cthulhu.

But in any case, the Holy Church's power can be roughly divided into three categories: the ocean, dreams, and distortion!
These Holy Church's extraordinary soldiers almost all possess the ability to control 'water'.

One person might only be able to spray a few tons of water, but when thousands gather together, it becomes quite considerable. Especially the more powerful sergeants, lieutenants, and field officers—each a miniature reservoir—when they all spray water, they create a huge lake on the spot!

"Tsk, the same old trick again."

Many seasoned veterans, disgusted, withdrew and fled, leaving the area where the lake was located.

They had dealt with the 'Holy Church' many times, so they naturally knew that these 'seawaters' were polluting: if you stayed in them for a long time, you would grow all sorts of tentacles, scales, eyes and the like.

To put it bluntly, the power of the entire Holy Church is inferior 'natural energy,' and excessive exposure can lead to physical mutations: the bizarre creatures in Orochimaru's laboratory, immersed in culture chambers, are the best example.

Faced with the surging lake and the Crusaders who were "as comfortable as fish in water," the fire creatures' momentum of burning everything was finally temporarily curbed.

It's only temporary because—

"bluff!"

Mannoroth, the 'Flame Lord', slammed his double-headed spear into the ground!
Amidst the tremors of the great earthquake, crimson cracks spread and proliferated in all directions; resembling a volcano, or rather, a volcanic eruption: at least the crimson liquid that suddenly gushed from the cracks was real magma!
At the same time, a magnificent, fiery red light, like the sunset, suddenly burst forth from his weapon; in the blink of an eye, it enveloped the entire battlefield, and even the clouds in the sky were stained crimson!
Wherever the light touched, the temperature in the air suddenly began to rise: everything was dried out, skin became scorching, and blood began to boil!
As the lake surged forward, the temperature of the polluted seawater inevitably began to rise.

Conversely, the flames on the bodies of many fire creatures suddenly swelled up, their eyes glowing with a tangible, ferocious red light; their claws and fangs were as red as if they had just been taken out of a furnace; with each swing, they cut scorching streams of flame in the air.

"Soldiers, go!"

With Mannoroth raising his hand and waving...
These enhanced fire creatures swarmed forward; like a moving sea of ​​fire, they forcefully pushed back the lake that was originally meant to restrain them.

Water overcomes fire; this is the fundamental principle of chakra.

Even with a restraining relationship, quantity and quality can still affect it: Lightning Release can penetrate Earth Release defenses, and only Kakashi could rip out Kakuzu's heart with a single Chidori against Kakuzu's 'Earth Spear Technique'; an ordinary Lightning Release ninja would definitely not be able to do that.

"Major General, our army cannot hold them off. Because—"

On the command aircraft hovering over the battlefield, several staff officers frowned as they looked at the electronic sand table.

Besides the enormous 'Flame Lord' who commanded from the center with the lower body of an elephant and the tail of a crocodile, and the upper body of a demon, there were two other 'Flame Lords': the massive lava giants whose every punch and kick carried boundless power, unstoppable by anyone.

A woman in a leather jacket and military cap, her body cracked and radiating light, wielded a huge meteor hammer, and was equally invincible.

Based solely on the already depleted pool of veterans,
And the officers and colonels of the Holy Church suffered heavy casualties just trying to stop them.

"Don't panic, I have already gained the 'Saintess's' approval, I will deal with that lava giant!"

The Major General is no slacker like old Edgar; through his own efforts, he has already reached the C+ level, which is equivalent to the Strong Tiger level. After meeting the Saintess, he absorbed a part of her into his body, and his strength has broken through to the B level.

Our Father in the sea, may your name be glorified!

While praying, the major general jumped from the plane; as he was in mid-air, he began to expand erratically.

"Your kingdom come, your will be done on the earth, as it is in R'lyah!"

Boom!

Where the major general landed, a hundred-meter-high wave suddenly erupted in the lake created by the numerous 'Church Army' members, causing everyone to turn their heads.

Amidst the surging waves, a massive figure, as large as a small mountain, emerged.

The figure was roughly humanoid, with a soft head covered in countless tentacles and three eyes on each side; its body was fat and covered in scales, its limbs had huge claws, and it had a pair of tattered wings on its back that seemed to be incomplete.

Moreover, his body was blurred and distorted as if in a dream;
Numerous flashing lines, static-like snowflakes, and shimmering green arcs of electricity danced around.

"not good!"

"Don't look over there—"

"Such potent pollution! Anyone with magic resistance below 40 should avoid looking directly at him."

As the enormous, mountain-like figure emerged from the lake, the expressions of many seasoned veterans changed, and they all retreated again while shouting warnings.

However, it was too late. Many low-level veterans only glanced at it before their cheeks were filled with opening and closing eyeballs, and slippery tentacles emerged from their eyes.
"This feeling?"

KYG, who was broadcasting live from afar, was also shocked.
He also felt his skin and muscles writhing, as if they had their own will and were about to become something twisted.

"Is this the same power as that of the 'Father of the Sea'?"

In the live stream, Gui Gui reacted quickly and blurred the image, thus preventing countless ordinary viewers around the world from being misled: the mountain-like figure in the distance, while not comparable to the "Father" battling "Heaven" in the Pacific Ocean, was equally "polluting".

However, it is much weaker; a Tiger-level creature can barely resist mutations.

"strength."

The major general, transformed into a giant monster, raised one arm.

Such immense power!

Multiplication Technique + Natural Energy + Yin Attribute Nature Change.

With a wave of his arm, it swept across like a skyscraper; without even needing to attack, the air he displaced turned into a visible white shockwave, crushing a large area of ​​fire creatures into dust and extinguishing them on the spot!
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"When did the Holy Church acquire such a figure?"

As the Chicago rap king, Alexander, flew backward, watched this scene and muttered to himself; it wasn't until a tentacle pierced his eyeball and shot out that he realized what was happening.

I stared at the other person for too long.

"It seems the 'Holy Church' possesses powers we are unaware of,"

Agent Mike leaped over from the other side, raised his hand, and a large number of black lines flew out from between his five fingers, piercing Alexander's cheek, cutting out the mutated tentacles, and then quickly stitching up the hideous wound.

"Make do for now, you can get treatment when you get back."

"it is good,"

Unable to bear looking at the mountain-like monster any longer, the King of Rap lowered his head and retreated. All his abilities were focused on his voice; he didn't have any abilities that enhanced his magic resistance, and staring directly at his opponent was dangerous for him as well.

But not everyone was afraid—

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Amidst hearty laughter, the lava giant strode toward the transformed Major General.

The other party was much taller than him; in front of this mountain-sized monster, the lava giant looked like a 'dwarf'.

"Excellent, this is the kind of opponent I've been longing for!"

However, the lava giant showed no fear:
"The warriors' blood is boiling!"

boom----------

The fist made of lava collided with the opponent's massive, scale-covered fist.

The two enormous creatures began to fight each other, as if the battle of giants in mythology had come to pass again: given their status, they certainly deserved to be described as a myth.

Even in this technologically advanced era, these two exceptional Ghost-level powerhouses are objects that no country's army dares to provoke; even other extraordinary beings and fire creatures on the battlefield avoid this battlefield.

Seeing that the lava giant had taken the initiative to stop the 'monster', Mannoroth nodded.

Although this guy is an idiot, he's still a decent fighter. So—after glancing at Katrina, who was fighting a group of veterans, Manolos drew his double-headed spear and charged forward himself!
He is indeed a commander, but he is also a powerful demon-level superhuman.

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.

Sea of ​​R'lyeh
While the world's attention was focused on America, a group of wounded people emerged from the twisted city.

"Haha, this time the harvest is pretty good."

Leading the way was, naturally, the shirtless Audero.

The man was covered in knife and axe wounds, his face charred black like coal, but he couldn't hide his joy.

He was in a good mood, of course, because the group had just captured a 'Deep Diver Storm Priest' and the 'Extraordinary Trait' it dropped was perfect for his advancement: the thought of immediately mastering the power of lightning made him smile even though his face was charred black from being struck by the opponent.

“Audero, I won’t give you this extraordinary property anytime soon.”

"What--"

The words behind him made Audero turn around abruptly, his voice rising several beats in pitch.

However, he regretted it as soon as the words left his mouth.

Because the person speaking is:
"Uh, Lord, what I mean is..."

While the others glared angrily at Audero, Luigi interrupted Audero's explanation.

"You have been affected by 'extraordinary characteristics'."

"I--"

"Listen to me first."

Luigi raised his hand to stop the other person from arguing, and sighed inwardly.

"I know you didn't mean to offend me, it was unintentional."

This sounds like a bit of sophistry.

But it's actually true!

"Audero, think carefully, do you have this impulsive and easily angered personality?"

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Luigi's words startled Audero, who then broke out in a cold sweat.

How could any prisoner who survived in this twisted city until Luigi's 'manifestation' be reckless when he first came here?
It's true that Audero likes to solve problems with his fists, but he's not a mindless brute: his subconscious defiance just now is definitely not in his nature.

"me."

Cold sweat streamed down his charred face, making the burly man look particularly comical.

However, others did not laugh at him, because they remained silent; upon reflection, Audrey was indeed not of that character.

Even with the expansion brought about by superhuman power, their 'master' Luigi still possesses the strength to crush them: don't forget, there is also a 'Taylor' hidden in Luigi's shadow.

In this situation,
Audero's performance just now,

It's almost as if they've been 'smarted'.

"This is the downside of extraordinary abilities; they can subtly influence the user."

As the wielder of the 'Desecrating Slate', Luigi knew very well that the 'power' he created was by no means a good thing.

It's not just the residual consciousness of the original owner, but also the inherent characteristics of this power itself, that can erode a person's mind.

"We must stay true to ourselves, or we will inevitably be controlled by power. And then—"

Are they still 'themselves'?

"Yes, Lord!"

Audero immediately knelt down and swore an oath by pressing his forehead to his forehead.

"All our strength comes from your grace."

"Please forgive my ignorance. From now on, I will never mention this matter again!"

"Ok?"

The group had reached the shore. After taking out his phone and glancing at it, Labogen paused for a moment, then bowed and reported to Luigi.

"Lord, while we were exploring R'lyeh, a tremendous event occurred in the outside world."

"The 'Burning Legion,' composed of fire creatures, has set foot on American soil!"

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(End of this chapter)