I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 747 Chaotic America

Tear —

A beam of dark light appeared out of thin air above the west coast of America.

"Ok?"

Fiona, emerging from the crack, looked around and couldn't help but frown.

"This is what I am"

Did I teleport to the wrong place?

Dark clouds rolled in from the sky, and volcanoes were spewing thick smoke, turning the clouds a grayish-black color.

Lava flowed across the land, turning everything a dark red. If that were all, it would be normal: after all, this place had been ravaged by the Burning Legion. Although these guys didn't bother to block out the sunlight, the ignited earth was one of their trademarks.

Wuwuwu——

Ding ding dang dang

The sound of gushing steam and various mechanical roars almost made Fiona rub her eyes.

On the dark red earth, there are huge open-air factories! Large numbers of workers wearing breathing masks are busy pouring piles of 'crystals' into magma furnaces, seemingly forging equipment. At first glance, it looks like a fantasy era.

However, upon closer inspection, the equipment worn by these workers is full of high-tech style;
Moreover, there were many "spider excavators" with high chassis and long four legs moving around around the workers, which were obviously human creations.

"How long have we been away from America?"

Looking up at the towering, dark Gothic castles in the distance, their soaring spires and thick walls made Fiona instinctively put her hand to her forehead.

Has this place already become 'Middle-earth'?

"Who?"

Above the colossal Gothic castle, a giant fiery 'eye' suddenly turned and locked its gaze on Fiona.

"How dare you covet the territory of the King of Fallen Angels!"

Next second,
A streak of black and red light flew out from the castle.

The light suddenly stopped, transforming into a majestic young man clad in blood-stained black armor. He was handsome and had long, flowing red hair that cascaded down his back like a blood-red banner. His face wore a haughty mockery, and his entire being exuded an aura of arrogance, tyranny, and laziness.

"Are you... Sauron?"

Having fought side by side before, Fiona hesitated for a moment, looking around several times before finally speaking.

"Are you Fiona?"

The other party was equally puzzled. Fiona's appearance hadn't changed, except for the addition of a dark gold armor that exuded a legendary aura. Most importantly:

"Didn't you go to Mars?"

Why did you come back again?
"Um, I've run into some trouble and need to come back to find someone... no, I need to find God for help."

Wearing a magnificent dark gold armor and with bat wings fluttering behind her, Fiona gave a somewhat troubled explanation. Combined with her recent haggard appearance, she possessed a certain 'traditional' vampire-like delicate and frail beauty.

"So, can I assume you were just passing by?"

The sinister-looking man, Sauron, clad in blood-stained black armor and with red hair fluttering like banners, questioned him with displeasure.

He bore the burden of the "fallen" faith for "Lord" Luigi, openly denied the legitimacy of the other "Angel Kings," and used the west coast, which was abandoned by the Burning Legion, as his base.

The distant castle and the 'factory' on the lava-covered land are both the fruits of his development during this period: as the saying goes, when it comes to production, the extraordinary can put even mechanization to shame. Even for those of them who consume 'extraordinary characteristics'.

"You—you seem somewhat hostile towards me?"

Fiona sensed something was wrong; the other person's attitude and words were filled with wariness.

"Heh, you don't know?"

To this, the 'fallen angel' named Sauron simply smiled faintly.

"I'm starting to believe you've just returned here."

Otherwise, they wouldn't have asked such a stupid question.

"Please leave. This is not a place for you. And Miss Fiona—"

As he gestured for the guest to leave, the sarcasm on Soren's lips grew increasingly pronounced.

"Welcome to Hell."

?

The other party gave them the order to leave.
Fiona naturally wouldn't stay here any longer;
She has indeed entered the realm of legend, but the Sauron before her is also a legend!

When Luigi, the "Lord," fell, he divided his power among his followers, creating the four "Kings of Angels" and one "Fallen Angel": Sauron.

Fiona returned seeking to lift the 'curse' on her, not to fight: besides, as the old saying goes, veterans never fight battles without points to be gained. Although the other party's attitude lacked any of the politeness of 'reunion with old friends,' the veteran's relationship with 'Master' Luigi wasn't particularly deep either.

"Goodbye."

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.

Texas
Laredo, a border city
To the northwest of this city lies the 'Land of Miracles,' and to the south lies Mexico, making it a 'golden location' for modern supernatural trade: countless fearless people gather here to enter the crystallized 'Land of Miracles' to capture various crystal creatures and mine crystal ores.

Then it's smuggled through Mexico to Brazil: Brazil is the world's second-largest, no, now the largest, food exporter!
There have never been any extraordinary disasters, and they have actually made a fortune by exporting grain.

America, once the world's largest grain exporter:

They are already overwhelmed with their own problems.

boom! !

The sudden explosion, accompanied by billowing smoke rising into the city, caused passersby to instinctively rush into alleys and behind vehicles.

After finding cover, he looked up to observe the situation and realized that the explosion was still quite a distance from his block. He then calmly used both hands and feet to climb into the nearby coffee shop.

"Boss, one taco, please."

"Large Coke!"

"Okay, please wait a moment, sir."

Those taking orders are taking orders, and those preparing the food are preparing the food;
It was as if the rising black smoke was just a gas cylinder explosion.

Such things may not be common in other places, but in this city, if a few don't happen every day, the residents feel uneasy, as if something is missing.

Da da da da,

In the neighborhood where the explosion occurred, a barrage of gunfire erupted.

To extraordinary experts, firearms are no different from water guns; however, not all extraordinary individuals can ignore them, nor are all extraordinary individuals born powerful.

A nimble figure leaped away through the hail of bullets.

This man in a suit was not only agile, but with a wave of his hand, several armed men dressed as 'Rambo', their bodies wrapped in ammunition belts, fell backward; the guns in his hands continued to spew bullets, causing chaos among the others.

A playing card was deeply embedded in the foreheads of these fallen armed men!
The soft playing cards, empowered by extraordinary abilities, transform into deadly weapons capable of taking lives.

The man in the suit stepped forward and sprinted across the building walls in a manner reminiscent of "flying over rooftops": this wasn't some extraordinary skill like "climbing trees," but rather an exceptional balance achieved through his method.

Just as the man in the suit was about to climb over the wall and escape, a muffled gunshot suddenly rang out.

bang————

The next moment, one of the man in the suit disappeared while he was running!

The concrete ground in front of him suddenly expanded and exploded, creating a deep crater the size of a bathtub.

Heavy sniper rifles specifically designed for superhumans.

"Damn it!"

Despite losing a leg, the man in the suit remained calm and composed.

With a single push of his leg, he leaped into the air, grabbing the wall in front of him with both hands: his ten fingers pierced directly into the bricks and stones.

Using both hands to climb and pull, they were surprisingly fast.

But—BOOM!!

Just as they were about to climb over the wall, the ten-meter-high wall suddenly exploded: it was smashed by a figure who was prepared!

Amidst the rain of broken bricks and rubble, there was a man in a suit with one leg, his body shaped like a 'C' from the impact.

Splash,

He crashed to the ground along with large and small pieces of broken bricks. Ignoring his broken ribs and the blood at the corner of his mouth, the one-legged man in the suit raised his hand, trying to beg for mercy.

"Surrender! I surrender!"

"I can work for you"

Snapped,

A large, bony hand covered the man in the suit's head, then slammed it to the ground.

Bang! !

Bang! !

Bang! !

The other party remained silent, but grabbed the man in the suit's head and slammed it against the ground fiercely and coldly!

The figure that smashed through the wall shook its hand after the head in its palm was deformed and a lot of red and white blood was oozing from between its fingers.

"madness,"

“Kill you, and your ‘abilities’ will work for me.”

This is a man dressed in standard military attire, over two meters tall, with muscles that push up his oversized elastic vest, wearing dark green military trousers and heavy military boots.

Other armed personnel, carrying various types of weapons, turned their guns around, alert to all directions, seemingly waiting for or protecting something.

They didn't have to wait long before a light shone from the corpse of the man in the suit whose head had been smashed and whose leg was broken.

These rays of light gradually converged towards his head, and soon transformed into:
A floating human skin mask?

On the face without eyeballs, the corners of the mouth curve upwards, as if it is smiling?

"Indeed, it is the Joker's extraordinary characteristic."

Ignoring the bizarre scene, the man in military uniform, beaming with delight, took out a box, rolled up the 'smiling face', and placed it inside.

"Fall back—?!"

When he looked up, his smile froze instantly.

Because the man's subordinates all remained motionless, like statues.

What ability?
Could there be a 'Master of Puppets' nearby?
Just as cold sweat broke out on the man in military uniform's forehead, a voice rang out beside him.

What are extraordinary characteristics?

? !
The muscles in my neck seem to have disappeared.

The man in military uniform strained his eyes to see a beautiful woman with red hair braided and hanging down her chest, who had appeared beside him at some point.

Glug,

He subconsciously swallowed, not out of lust, but out of sheer fear!
"Level 5 Senior Expert."

"you know me?"

Fiona glanced at the military-uniformed man whose face was trembling, his fear practically written all over his face.

"Then, can you explain to me what you're doing?"

“Of course, priestess.”

"certainly--"

The sweat-drenched man in military uniform spoke in a dry voice.
Regardless of why this renowned Level 5 member of the 'Veteran Guild,' who should have been on Mars, had to appear beside him, the only way to survive in the face of such an extraordinary figure was to unconditionally cooperate with him and pray for good fortune.

He was just a D-level 'Warrior Path' superhuman, which is equivalent to a weak wolf in Japan. He would be killed with just a glance in front of this big shot.

"This is an extraordinary property,"

"It originated from a 'treasure' dropped by a transcendent being who died after the 'Master's' death."

As the man in military uniform blurted out everything, Fiona gradually realized: Luigi's organization actually had such secrets!
Exceptional characteristics!
When a superhuman under Luigi's command dies, something called 'superhuman characteristics' is extracted from their corpse.

As long as you consume this special property, you will immediately gain this power.

It's simply sensational!

Even in their 'Nightmare Space,' you need to complete tasks to earn points and gradually upgrade. Especially for the 'Legendary' level, the required points are astronomical. It's not impossible to reach the Legendary level by relying on points, but it's very difficult.

The same applies to other extraordinary paths; even if one obtains a legacy or a divine artifact, one still needs to diligently cultivate and develop it.

The only exception is 'Lord' Luigi, who can condense the power of the deceased into extraordinary characteristics.

And the efficacy is exactly the same as before.
"Not 100%,"

When facing Fiona, the man in military uniform was completely open and honest with her.

"This extraordinary power also needs to be constantly 'digested,' but compared to traditional extraordinary enhancements, it is still—"

One step to the sky!
"Interesting, really interesting."

After hearing the explanation from the man in military uniform, Fiona couldn't help but admire him.

Simply consuming it grants power, and by taking specific extraordinary properties through the so-called 'divine path,' one can continuously grow stronger. This extraordinary power is far more convenient than most known extraordinary powers!

At the same time, it is also too dangerous.

Not only does consuming each extraordinary item come with a huge risk of going out of control.

There's also the covetousness of other extraordinary individuals!

Thinking of this, Fiona glanced at the corpse on the ground with its head exploded.

"Lady Fiona, do you know him?"

The man in military uniform, whose head was no longer covered in sweat but whose vest was soaked, managed to ask the question with great effort.

If this unlucky guy is someone Fiona knows, he's definitely going to die today!
Fortunately-

"I don't know him."

In fact, Fiona had only come to 'borrow' a phone; she wanted to learn about the planet and what happened after they left.

Unexpectedly, I happened to witness this scene of hunting its own kind, and upon asking, I discovered such a shocking secret!

"Actually, it's not a big secret."

To save his own life, the man in military uniform offered to explain for Fiona:
"Initially, this was indeed a closely guarded secret by the four major churches and 'Hell.' But..."

There are no secrets that stay hidden forever. Back when Luigi was around, with his powerful psychic abilities, he could easily erase or alter the memories of any witness. Even if someone died and dropped their 'supernatural ability,' it wouldn't attract anyone's attention.

But now, Luigi has long since vanished due to his 'destined death'; the four angel kings and Sauron have each taken up their own territories and begun to spread their faith.

Their superhumans inevitably suffer losses in conflicts: news of the emergence of 'superhuman characteristics' quickly spread throughout the superhuman world!
The extraordinary power of movement!
Who is not jealous?

Even among the members of the 'Four Great Churches',

Who dares to say that others don't want to eliminate their own 'explosive characteristics'?
In the past, with Luigi's unification and suppression, everyone was united; now, it's all about intrigue and backstabbing!
"I see,"

Fiona suddenly realized why Soren was so wary of her.

It turns out they were afraid she would kill someone to steal the special ability: a legendary/ghost-level power, which, even if they didn't use it themselves, would be good to give to their relatives and close friends.

"That 'master' really is..."

It left the world with a huge 'wealth' and 'turmoil'.

(End of this chapter)