Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 245 Justice in the World
"Since you are a psychic, you must have witnessed that apocalyptic human disaster from our memories."

Men, women, young and old, with different voices, all said the same sentence in unison, as if they were being borrowed by some existence.

"The entire Edo was engulfed in flames, with corpses burning everywhere and lives being destroyed..."

"In this human disaster, charred corpses are everywhere, and people are like weeds..."

"We, the Matsudaira clan, just want to survive. What's wrong with that?"

They took stiff steps and gathered towards Xia Fan, trying to stop him from approaching the Human Soul Tower...

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But as soon as they got half a meter closer to Xia Fan, the transparent spirits that were overlapping the residents' bodies seemed to be pulled into the air by a pair of invisible hands, and their souls flew away in the twisting...

"I don't know about the past, and I'm not qualified to comment on it."

"I just know that you are not 'living' like this..."

"And these living people have the right to decide their own lives, instead of being your puppets."

Under the surprised gaze of Jinguji Aoi, Xia Fan put his hands in his pockets, walked through the crowd as if he was in an empty place, and walked slowly to the bottom of the pile of stones.

"Uhhhhhhhhhh!"

As if sensing a huge threat, the stone tower shook violently, and countless voices resonated into angry roars.

"So, this thing is most likely the 'corpse-guarding spirit' mentioned in the oracle, right?"

Xia Fan looked up and saw a number of translucent faces with twisted expressions of pain squeezing out from the cracks in the rocks.

"So that's how it is. The stones that make up the tower are not stones, but bone china made from ashes..."

"Bone china engraved with the names of every deceased member of the Kawagoe Matsudaira family!"

Moss, dirt, and dust fell from the tower, and the irregular stones with smooth surfaces like porcelain and the names engraved on them became clearly visible in Jinguji Aoi's eyes.

"The spirits of the ancestors of the Kawagoe Matsudaira family, who have been buried here for generations, have become what Mr. Xia Fan calls the 'corpse-guarding spirits' through the long-term worship of the descendants."

She couldn't help but think of the scene where the Matsudaira clan members were burned into ashes after their death, and then burned into bricks with grass and wood, and then piled up into a stone tower...

"These 'meat puppets' have their own lives, but what about us..."

"God, has he ever given us, the Matsudaira clan, a glimmer of hope?"

These transparent human faces squeezed out from the cracks in the rocks, and above the top of the tower they formed a giant, scattered mass of flesh, emitting layers of monster-like sounds.

"History has already made its final decision on the war."

"As far as I know, the Matsudaira clan has always been a war advocate and has sent soldiers to the military..."

"Your Matsudaira family is one of the thousands of sinners who caused the endless war and the suffering of all people!"

The evil spirit's conceited remarks seemed to have stung Jinguji Aoi's nerves, causing her face to turn cold instantly.

"The Japanese suffered the consequences of their own actions. They lost the war and became a colony. Even the then emperor surrendered and apologized, issued the "Human Declaration", denied his identity as a 'living god', and erased his own divinity..."

"The Ru Kawagoe Matsudaira clan rose in war and perished in war. In my opinion, this is the justice of the world!"

"Hachiman's Prayer: Great Demon Shooting!"

She loosened her slender hands, the bowstring trembled, and an invisible arrow pierced through the foul air, creating a hole in the giant face.

"Even 'Late Loss' can only go this far?"

But the faces on the "Desert Soul Guarding the Corpse" just greedily inhaled the surrounding foul air and filled the hole as before. "With this stone tower as the divine body, it is worshipped by later generations and gradually reaches the threshold of the 'Desert God'..."

Aoi Jinguji, who was holding a longbow on the ground, had surprise in her eyes.

Since ancient times, the "Chilai Shi" shot by the wooden bow of Hachimangu Shrine can inflict heavy damage even against the gods of the wilderness...

But in her hands, she encountered nemesis such as Chi Shen and Corpse Guarding Wild Soul who were good at self-healing.

"Wait, Xia Jun, what are you doing..."

She suddenly noticed that while she was drawing her bow and arrow, Xia Fan had actually climbed up the stone tower silently, stepping on the uneven stones and crawling towards the top.

"Human justice?"

"The Kawagoe Matsudaira clan has ruled this land for generations. How dare you, a mere lowly person from the lower town, speak of justice?!"

As if sensing a greater threat, the huge face of the corpse-guarding spirit opened into a huge mouth like an abyss, and bit down on Xia Fan who was hanging on the stone tower!

"That's great. I was still worried that even if I climbed to the top and jumped up, I wouldn't be able to touch it..."

Xia Fan, who was on the tower, breathed a sigh of relief, stopped climbing, and looked up without any intention at this giant face formed by countless human faces...

The light in his pupils quickly dimmed and turned into a deep black, swallowing up the surrounding whites of his eyes.

"Just a lowly person from the lower town?"

A disdainful sneer appeared from the corner of "Xia Fan"'s mouth.

"No matter how much I despise this 'Divine Body', it is not something a little wild soul like you can touch."

Without even looking at the huge monster above his head, he calmly let go, jumped down, and kicked the pile of rocks lightly.

"No... a mere Onmyoji... why would there be a god inside of me..."

As if realizing something, the wild soul guarding the corpse froze in expression, and its falling momentum suddenly stopped, letting out a low cry of disbelief.

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But before He could finish His words, He was like a balloon that was pierced by a needle and torn apart in the air.

"No... I, the Matsudaira clan, can't end like this..."

Those broken human faces were wailing and struggling, trying to return to the stone tower.

"Rumble, rumble..."

But as the ground shook violently, the tall stone tower collapsed and turned into gray sand...

The stone tower turned to dust, and the foul air that had been lingering there also dispersed into the sky and disappeared into the clouds.

The residents who were standing in the field also fell to the ground.

"With just a light kick, he managed to remove the 'Corpse Guarding Wild Soul' that touched the threshold of the Wild God, and also destroyed this weird spirit summoning tower?!"

"Mr. Xia Fan, what kind of secret technique of exorcism did you use just now?"

Although he had seen Xia Fan easily crush the Red God and repel the Wild God Warriors, the scene just now still made Jinguji Aoi feel that it was completely beyond the "supernatural theory" he had learned over the years.

In the dense dust, Xia Fan's lone and proud figure became even more unfathomable in her eyes.

Fortunately, he had planned to break the formation from the relatively weak areas, but he easily solved the current dilemma in the most difficult way.

"You just said..."

"Amaterasu's agent publicly issued a declaration, denying his identity as a 'living god' to the people, and abandoning his godhood?"

Xia Fan, whose figure was blurred through the mist-like dust, asked Jinguji Aoi in a cold and arrogant tone.

(End of this chapter)