I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 560: Respective Countermeasures

"Xiao Qiong?"

Hina Hongo's voice came through the phone.
"Is there a problem?"

"Over there with you"

Qiong Mei hesitated, holding the phone to her ear. Besides Ji Nai's words, she could also hear the panting of a man and a woman on the other end.

"It's okay, I'm just 'playing'~~"

Ji Na's cheerful voice came over. Thinking about it, it made sense. Although she had lost all her spiritual power, she wasn't completely crippled. As long as she still had the will to fight back, she could train again. Who in all of Tokyo could hurt her?
Even if there are any, they are all close acquaintances.

"Well, I'd like to learn about the techniques of 'Xian Zhi Xian' (先之先), and my brother recommended that I come to you."

Sora always speaks her mind. Since Yu asked her to find Hime, she should just ask directly. For anyone else, asking about 'secret techniques' like this would be a big no-no, but for the two people on the phone:
"Is Xiao Qiong interested in 'Xian Zhi Xian'?"

"Okay, I'll teach you."

Hongo Hime was not angry at all; on the contrary, she was very happy.

These words are tantamount to her admitting that she has mastered the 'first of the first'!
"Hmm, shall we agree on a place?"

"The milk tea shop right next to Huangying School? It's been so long since I visited my alma mater~~"

Tokugawa Residence, Setagaya Ward.

As she put away her phone, Hina Hongo casually reached out her hand, and her other hand, with its fingers spread wide, brushed past her as it hurtled towards her at high speed.

With a flick of his finger, he struck the other person's wrist.

"Ah~~"

The nerves in his wrist were jolted, and Touma Kamijou instinctively raised his hand.

Snapped,

By sheer bad luck, her right hand grabbed Tokugawa Shizuka beside her, and the Dark Release instinctively took effect, causing the girl to collapse on the spot.

"quiet?!"

While turning one's head to distract oneself,
A pulling force came from beneath his feet, and the boy with the sea urchin-shaped haircut fell down as well.

Bang~~
The boy and girl fell into a heap.
That's all for today—

As Touma Kamijou and Shizuka Tokugawa blushed and got up, Hina Hongo had already turned around and waved.

"I'll come back and beat you up when I'm in a better mood."

"President of the local association, please take care."

Tokugawa Shizuka bowed respectfully to see him off, while Kamijou Touma scratched his head and habitually said:
"Unfortunately."

Since returning to Tokyo, this Hongo Association President has been coming to their door, engaging in three small skirmishes a day and a major battle every three days. Calling it a battle is too kind of an understatement; it should be described as one-sided beatings. Unless Touma directly performs a broken arm act, they can't even touch the hem of Hongo Hina's clothes.

Not to mention those two, even 'Light' without using 'God Incarnation' would get beaten up.

"Chairman Hongo, would you like to have a meal before you leave?"

At the entrance to the courtyard, they encountered the old man Tokugawa Mitsunari, who greeted them with a familiar wave.

"No, Mr. Tokugawa."

Hime smiled and shook her head. The Kengan Association was a place where newly emerging nobles banded together, while the Tokugawa family represented the old samurai families. The two sides had actually crossed paths long ago.

The reason why Hina came to beat up Touma and the other two was twofold: firstly, to study how to deal with the right hand that could 'absorb spiritual power'; secondly, it was at the request of the Tokugawa family head, to teach these three 'young people' a lesson.

As for seeking revenge for a punch, that's the least important reason.

"I have a promise with Xiaoqiong."

"That 'sir's' sister, should I send someone to escort the guild master?"

Of course, this was just a polite remark. After all, given Hina Hongo's strength:
"It's faster to walk there."

With a flash, Hongo Hime disappeared into the courtyard.

"That's really impressive,"

Tokugawa Mitsunari was always passionate about fighting, and after his transcendental return, he risked his life by drinking medicine and stepped into the ranks of the transcendents.

However, this 'Hongo Hime's' various skills have reached an unbelievable level, forcing the old man to admit that he is getting old.

"If only the extraordinary had come sooner."

As he sighed, he walked into the courtyard and saw his granddaughter tidying up Touma's clothes. The old man smiled kindly.

"The future of this world belongs to the young people."

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.

"Old man, it's all because you ran away that we failed!"

San Antonio, California.

This place is generally called 'Bald Mountain' because the geology here is mostly sand and gravel, and apart from sparse grass, there are only pine trees. At the top of the mountain, it is completely bare and gray, hence the name 'Bald Mountain'.

Now, the white clouds of yesteryear have vanished, replaced by black clouds of rocks: flames leap everywhere, lava flows from the earth, and no trace remains of grass or pine trees.

Not only the San Antonio Mountains, but the entire state of California was shrouded in a black and red glow, and firefighters no longer had to worry about running out of water in their hydrants.

Because in present-day California, there is no longer any 'water'; instead, there are wildfires and lava everywhere.

At the top of these lava-flowing mountains, a group of 'people' are conducting a post-battle debriefing.

Commonly known as: The Blame-Shifting Conference!
"Hmph, Katrina."

"Don't think that just because you're the Duke's daughter, I have to give way to you!"

Manolos, soaking in the volcano's lava, was 'healing' with a gloomy face.

"Since you are so powerful, why didn't you rush up and stop that blind legendary warrior back then?"

"Is it that you can't do it, or that you don't dare to?"

"I dare not? I'll do it right now—"

"Alright, Katrina, that's enough."

Among the duke's children, the eldest brother, Akash, dressed as a dashing playboy, stepped forward to ease the tension.

"That legendary warrior is indeed very strong. We should not act rashly before we understand his specific abilities."

"That legendary warrior was codenamed 'Shura,' and his real name was 'Xiao.'"

The little priestess 'Dubra' beside her spoke in a low voice.
"Rumor has it that he gained the ability to 'see the future' at the cost of sacrificing his eyes."

"It uses a supernatural weapon called the 'Executioner's Blade,' forged by 'Totosai,' and its abilities are related to his blood."

"The weapon box on his back is called 'Amanuma Mochizuki,' which is said to be one of the 'divine artifacts' of Ōkuninushi, the leader of the Tsugami clan in the island nation, capable of creating absolute darkness."

? !
It wasn't just a few fire lords arguing;
Even the lava giant sitting next to them, who was almost as tall as the volcano, couldn't help but turn around to look.

Of the Duke's four children, this 'Dubra' was the most intelligent, yet she had quietly acquired so much information—

"how did you do that?"

Faced with the surprised inquiries of the other 'Flame Lords', the little priestess took out:
a cell phone.

"I found it online."

After saying that, he tilted his head and asked in an innocent tone:
"Don't you have cell phones?"
The 'Flame Lords' exchanged bewildered glances. They were noble fire creatures, born from the flames of the 'Creator'; they had never even considered using human cell phones.

"Interesting, these humans actually publish information about their own powerful members directly?"

Manolos, soaking in the lava, became interested.

In his 'understanding', he was aware of the existence of cell phones; it's just that as the 'Flame Lord,' he had never thought about it in this way before.

"We can obtain information through the internet, and even secretly develop informants."

"Tch, just cowardly behavior!"

Katrina, riding her meteor hammer, immediately started arguing.
"In that case,"

"Miss Katrina is incredibly brave, why don't you take the head of that 'Shura' and open our eyes to a whole new world?"

Partnering with this brainless brute who only knows how to fight is giving Mannoroth a real headache!
"If you had listened to my orders, you could have wiped out the main human force before their reinforcements arrived; then you could have surrounded and attacked those two legendary powerhouses, and you could be enjoying victory right now! But what did you do?"

All they care about is fighting and having fun!

The true essence of the battlefield lies in bullying the weak and intimidating others with power.

A skilled strategist achieves no great feats: to put it bluntly, a true top commander never takes risks; instead, he strives to use ample intelligence and formidable strength to overwhelm the enemy's disadvantages at the start of a battle, making himself invincible and seemingly winning by a matter of course.

However, his two main combatants completely ignored his commands, and Manolos was just short of shouting to the heavens: "Bad teammates!"
"You fat pig!!"

To everyone's surprise, Katrina started the verbal abuse first. She acted impulsively, not stupidly.

In terms of strength, she is a powerful tiger, but even with her racial talent, she is only a typical demon-level warrior: that legendary warrior named Shura almost killed Manolos, so killing her wouldn't be difficult for him.

Especially in absolute darkness, engaging in a passionate duel with a blind legendary warrior.
Say it again—

Manolos was also furious. Not only did he disobey orders, but he even turned around and cursed at him?
"Both of you, shut up!"

Akash, the playboy and 'big brother,' had no choice but to continue to step forward and suppress internal conflicts, and he helplessly pushed up his sunglasses.

"Now is not the time for infighting,"

"We need to figure out a way to deal with this darkness if we encounter it again next time."

Upon hearing this, the Flame Lords fell silent.

"Actually, there is a very simple way."

Finally, it was the most intelligent little priestess girl, 'Dubra', who came up with a solution.

"As long as we do this"

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America

The great war has temporarily come to an end, but ordinary people still have to live their lives.

Much of California, Nevada, and Arizona were ignited by the Burning Legion.

Fortunately, due to the two previous extraordinary disasters, most people in these areas were already fleeing inland; now they simply stopped staying and continued to migrate inland to Texas, Kansas, and Nebraska.

The massive relocation of hundreds of millions of people has put immense pressure on the American government; both sides have even tacitly agreed to a temporary 'truce' and dedicate themselves to the refugee relocation operation.

No matter what kind of country it is, it is always made up of people; if there are no people, where will the lords lord it over?

"The West Coast is completely finished."

As the helicopter flew overhead, Major General Darhuan sighed as he looked down at the torrent of cars and people below.

Yes, he is still a major general;

It wasn't that anyone dared to block his path to promotion; rather, he was rejected.

After 'paying homage' to the saintess, Major General Darhuan incorporated the tentacle into his body and replaced old Edgar as the 'archbishop' of the Holy Church.

Moreover, Dr. Ramley, the 'Grand Patriarch,' is not involved in affairs, and General Anderson, the 'Grand Inquisitor,' is disappointed with the 'Holy Church's' actions during this period and is currently focused on training new people; as a result, power has fallen into the hands of Major General Dalhuan.

The major general has swiftly promoted his followers to various key positions, fulfilling his promise.
He himself remained on the front lines: on the one hand, those fire creatures had only retreated to lava-strewn California, and had not completely left.

On the other hand, after the powerful enemy retreats, there are still many things to deal with: such as the relationship with the 'veterans', and the newly emerged 'Akatsuki' organization!
Below, every few kilometers, there was an Akatsuki member wearing a red robe with black cloud patterns and a white mask. They worked with the police and firefighters to direct traffic, clear congestion, and even build roads and bridges. This ensured that such a large group could move forward in an orderly manner.

This is almost impossible!

Extraordinary individuals are not soldiers; even an 'extraordinary army' only has its own pride.

The American 'hero complex' is very popular, but heroes only step in during times of crisis and then leave gracefully afterward.

This kind of behavior, which involves running around for ordinary people and acting like a 'nanny,' is something that ordinary superhumans would not do: Many people always subconsciously think that it is very clever to let superhumans do production, but they never think: I am superhuman, why should I let you farm and mine?

I'll kill you with one punch!

There is only one explanation for this situation.

They have a leader strong enough to suppress the discontent in the hearts of all the superhumans.

The major general's gaze swept across the crowd, and finally, at the very front, he spotted a figure.

That was a man also wearing a long black robe with red clouds and a mask.

He personally led the team forward, encouraging everyone as they went; his voice alone gave countless people strength. Wait! There's something wrong with that guy's voice.

"Mind-related abilities?"

As they leaped from the cabin, their speed decreased in mid-air, and the major general, who landed at the front of the formation, spoke.

“Using this ability to influence ordinary people is not permitted by law.”

He had already recognized it from the sky.

This member of the 'Akatsuki' organization—no, judging from the strength of his spiritual power—is the leader!
"Feel sorry,"

Luigi, wearing a mask, apologized.
"This is all I can do; I have no intention of interfering with other people's freedom."

Use extraordinary abilities to inspire the potential of the people, and use spiritual abilities to soothe and guide them forward.
"No need to apologize. I'm not going to hold you accountable for anything; besides, you haven't done anything wrong—"

The major general stepped forward and extended his hand to the other party.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Darhuan."

"Major General Darhuan, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Luigi shook the other person's right hand and hesitated for a moment.

"I'm sorry, I can't reveal my name."

"understand,"

The major general was not surprised by this.

The leader of this organization, who calls himself "Akatsuki," speaks with a very strong Philadelphia accent, clearly indicating that he is American; yet he wears a mask, which must be due to concerns about his identity, so there's no need to delve too deeply into it.

America speaks the same language, but each major city has its own 'accent'.

This is a traditional culture: although it has only been around for three hundred years, many cities have developed their own slang.

People from other countries might not be able to tell, but how could a major general not notice?
"Let's go for a walk together?"

Luigi, hidden behind his mask, nodded in response to the major general's invitation.

"My pleasure."

(End of this chapter)