I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 812 The storm is coming

Tokyo,

Shibuya district.

Tsunetachi Mayo Tsukishiro Shrine,
This shrine, located near Yoyogi Park in Tokyo, is the head shrine of the calamity deity 'Tsutate Mayomi no Mikoto'.

"Hey?"

"Wow, there have been so many space rocket launches lately!"

On the roof of the shrine, 'Little Mai' is watching the news while holding a tablet, and can't help but sigh.

"Because a big storm is about to come,"

"Of course, the ants should take the opportunity to get far away."

A voice called "Gui Gui" came from the tablet. Since everyone was a "god," it was natural to maintain good relationships: who knows when we might need each other's help.

As for the explanation about 'ghosts',

While it may seem lofty and unattainable, it is indeed close to reality.

Upon learning the news, many countries, in a moment of desperation, decided to embark on interstellar travel: no matter how dangerous the universe may be, it can't compare to this place. Why not take a gamble?

"Even we wouldn't dare say we can protect ourselves: Little Mai, how about we form an alliance?"

Taking advantage of the situation, Gui Gui proposed a 'defense alliance', but:
"I need to ask Sister Shengzi first."

Little Mayi, biting her finger, looked completely innocent.
"it is good,"

The other party wanted to hear 'the signpost's' opinion, and Gui Gui had no objection.

Even she would discuss it with KYG: after all, it would be ridiculous if people on the same team were at odds and ended up dragging each other down in the aftermath of a battle with an extraordinary expert.

"I'll wait for your news."

As her power grew, Gui Gui also began to build her own 'small circle'.

"Sister Shengzi, what do you think?"

After turning off the tablet, 'Little Mai' with her bob haircut turned to ask the mature policewoman in military uniform beside her a question.

Over the years, her physique has not increased, but her intelligence has recovered considerably: under Fuji Seiko's careful guidance, she is even smarter than the confused policewoman she used to be.

Just like the 'acting' just now, Fuji Seiko felt both gratified and moved:
The child is older.

"You can agree to that,"

As these thoughts flashed through her mind, Fuji Seiko gave her answer.

Given their previous 'status', such private contact with other forces would definitely not have been permitted.

But now they are no longer special police officers, nor are they subordinates of Director Zhuya: both of them have 'died' for the island nation, and have fulfilled all their obligations and obligations; it is only reasonable for them to consider their own future now.

"Your Excellency Gui Gui is the 'God of the Internet',"

"As a large number of spaceships began to leave this planet, her powers..."

It will continue to expand!
Perhaps one day I will break through to the Dragon level, or even the God level.

"As these escaped guys expand?"

Little Mayi sat on the roof, cupping her little face in her hands.

"Teach, who caused the death of the Holy Child, is the culprit who started the 'Great Cosmic Era'."

As she spoke, Xiaoma clenched her chubby fist.

"If I knew the 'Flying Thunder God Technique,' I would definitely give him a good beating."

"Those things are in the past."

She patted Mayi's head; for Fuji Seiko, life was perfect right now.

Taking care of Mai, handling the prayers of believers every day, guiding the 'priests' under his command in their training, distributing 'spiritual power' to the shrine maidens; maintaining the operation of hundreds of 'Tokyo Mai Shrines' on the island nation, that's enough.

Ok?
Just at this time,
The two 'people' on the roof simultaneously raised their heads.

Two powerful auras passed through the torii gate and entered the shrine.

"Knight Haruka, what are we doing here?"

Dressed in 'Druid' attire, Yulu tilted her head and asked her teacher in confusion.

"As a paladin, isn't it only natural for me to come and see the 'God of Calamity and Strife' from another world?"

No, teacher.

Are you addicted to 'role-playing'?

Yuluo wanted to raise her hand to her forehead. In fact, she had vaguely sensed that her teacher seemed to be giving instructions. But since the teacher didn't say anything, she wouldn't ask.

"Is it Tokitachi Mayo no Taisha?"

Looking up at the shrine, I realized that Kawai Mai was a familiar face to me.

Although they hadn't interacted much before, as members of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, Director Takeya adhered to the belief of 'using women like men and men like animals,' and Kawai Mai often went out to handle various supernatural disasters, so she and Yura saw each other all the time.

As a result, not long after Mai reached the Demon level, she unfortunately encountered the 'Duke of the Blazing Sun' and was instantly defeated.

After the 'generation change,' all memories were lost, so it wouldn't be a problem to say that he was a different person.

"Your Excellencies,"

A figure flashed by, and a mature woman in a police uniform, looking dashing and capable, appeared in the shrine.

Please forgive me for not being able to greet you from afar;

"My family has been waiting for you for a long time. This way, please."

As Fuji Seiko appeared, the surrounding priests and shrine maidens began to guide the believers and tourists away.

No amount of respect is too much when facing two powerful figures from the Dark Dimension: even without the presence of the Three Demon Gods and the Four Demon Kings, these two were able to break through the Burning Hell, and their strength is self-evident.

Most of them have already broken through to the Dragon level through 'leveling up': besides, the Dark Dimension is a special product of various 'runeword' magical equipment.

These two must be wearing top-quality gear; if a conflict were to break out:

Are we going to have to call in Pegasus Ai Ming again?
Do they really think the royal family is the government's henchman?

It’s against Tiangang!
Therefore, all the extraordinary forces in the entire island nation had already received the news: these two are distinguished guests, and anyone who dares to offend them should just jump into the Sanzu River themselves to avoid implicating others.

"Excuse me,"

With his silver hair and golden armor, the 'Haruka' paladin, who looked like a refined young nobleman, spoke with a standard Tokyo accent.

In the world of magic, 'knowing languages' is merely a low-level spell.

As the Grand Master of the Knights,
It's normal to know a few basic spells;

It's not a game where you're restricted and can't learn skills from other professions.

"Please, Ms. Yura."

As a gentleman, he let his apprentice go first. Indeed, as Yuluo said, someone was addicted to role-playing.

No, it should be said that this person has always been very 'dedicated'.

It could be considered his 'occupational hazard'.

The mastermind behind it all...
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.

"what happened?!"

Meanwhile, a demon god from hell, the 'mastermind' behind the scenes, was also filled with doubt.

After learning about the future of his world from those "otherworldly beings," he immediately and decisively devoured his two brothers, and then picked up the corpses of four demon kings, preparing to carry out the feat of merging seven into one.

They merged to form the 'Seven-Headed Dragon' Tasamet.
No, it should be 'Diablo the Seven-Headed Dragon'!
The plan is perfect, the problem is:
"What's the deal with this 'King of Lies'?"

Looking at the crooked, 'not very smart' primal power in his hand, even the cunning Diablo couldn't help but scratch his head on the spot.

"It can't be."

After your soul was taken away by the 'chief god' of the Barat pantheon, your original power must have become like this, right?
hiss--

Just thinking about what it would be like to 'merge'...
One of the seven heads had its tongue sticking out and its eyes looking up at the sky. Diablo was speechless.

never mind,

Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles.
As for appearance, just kill everyone you see, and no one will know.

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.

Dark demiplane,
For the humans living on the western continent of the 'Sanctuary',
The recent major event was the extermination of the royal family of Kanduras for offending a certain 'forbidden being,' which also severely damaged Ru Gholein; but life must go on, those who should farm should farm, those who should do business should do business, and those who should hunt monsters should hunt monsters.

Aside from those fearless 'adventurers',
Aside from attempting to delve into the ruins of 'Tristram' in search of treasure, life seems to remain unchanged.

However, the powerful beings in this demiplane, such as the 'Blind Sister' Akara, King 'Jehin' of Lu Gholein, and 'Quarkek' of Harrogath, only vaguely know that perhaps their world will soon face 'redemption' or 'destruction'!
Unfortunately, all they could do was wait, wait for the war to end, the war that had lasted for a thousand years:

"The Battle of Original Sin,"

In the cathedral of the Rogue Encampment, a blind nun in a purple robe looked up at the end of the clouds, at the world beyond.

"Even if we have the blood of angels and demons flowing through our veins, we humans..."

They also want to control their own destiny.

We can only pin our hopes on Paladin Haruka.

"Have the three demon gods and four demon kings already abandoned their territories?"

Meanwhile, on the 'outer edge' of this Sanctuary world, in a demiplane filled with countless magnificent, colossal military fortresses, a meeting is underway.

This military fortress, named 'Fortress of Demons,' is located on a deserted island. It is surrounded by nothingness, and even angels and demons dare not easily set foot there, otherwise they will get lost in that chaotic spacetime. The reason is that someone did not design those spaces, so they remain in a state of chaos.

At one end of this superstar fortress,
A rugged mountain road leads to the demons' territory, the 'Plains of Despair,' and then another narrow path connects to the 'City of Divine Punishment.'

It is the crossroads of heaven and hell, and the place where angels and demons fight.

After the three demon gods were banished 'a thousand years ago,' this place was occupied by angels.

"This is a golden opportunity!"

A tall figure, whose entire body radiated holy light and whose features were as sharp as a sword or spear, spoke first.

"Summon all angels, storm into the Burning Hell, utterly destroy the demons' lair, and end this 'Eternal War'!"

The moment the archangel opened his mouth, it was with an inspiring and stirring voice, like a trumpet or a drumbeat—just by opening his mouth, he filled people with courage, making them fight to the death without retreating, fearless and undaunted.

This figure was also clad in seamless golden armor, as if it were part of the body; but unlike others, His golden armor was even more blazing! Just like the wings behind Him composed of flowing light: holy, heroic, and fearless!
Above the neck was an ornate helmet;

However, even with the helmet's sharp edges clearly visible, one's face remains obscured.

"Wait, Imperius."

The Archangel of Justice, Tyrael, spoke up.
"I have received intelligence that the three Demon Gods and the four Demon Kings have gone to the 'Main World,' the place where real humans live."

"We are angels!!"

The valiant angel named Imperius swung his arm heavily: his hands, too, were encased in sharp armor.

"Not human caretakers: Our destiny is to destroy demons!"

"No,"

Just then, a clear, ethereal voice rang out.

"The promised time has come."

A figure wearing a hood and a long gray robe floated in.

"Isriel?"

The angels of justice and heroism, who were arguing, both spoke with surprise.

Because the one who came, the 'Angel of Fate,' is someone who remains neutral no matter what: always thinking calmly and hoping to find a neutral way to solve any problem.

However, she has now taken the initiative to speak up and disrupt the balance.

"Brothers and sisters, it's time to set off."

This archangel, who is clearly female, is holding a scroll.

"'Tarushar' has already given the omen, our 'Eternal War'—"

It is coming to an end.

(End of this chapter)