The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 214 "Oracle"

Listening to Kitajima Shino's confession, Gen Chisei's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. This sense of déjà vu was too strong.

It was clearly the effect of Eri's "Judgment". As long as the Judgment was activated, all life within the area would be unconditionally harvested and wiped out. No matter what the event factors were, they would ignore logic and become the reason for the death of life.

But according to Kitajima Shino, the judgment seems to have become more unpredictable and irregular under the use of God. This is a very bad change, which is not conducive to the tracing and prevention of events.

And the "god" has indeed begun to act on a large scale, at a lightning speed. Kitajima Shino's case is not an isolated one, but there are multiple suspected cases.

Since Gen Chisheng launched the family investigation, the eight families of Snake Qi have sent out their full investigation team with the help of the super AI "Kaguya-hime" with improved performance adjusted by Miyamoto Shio. Then, at Emiya's reminder, Gen Chisheng added a command to search for "unnatural deaths", thus quickly locking in several suspicious targets in the complex gang cases.

Because the Snake Eight Families were the order managers of the entire island nation's underworld, a large amount of information within the underworld would naturally be gathered in the family's database according to regulations. It was only with the assistance of Princess Kaguya that this process was greatly accelerated.

Perhaps it was God's blessing that Kitajima Shino, a scum who trafficked in human beings, was lucky enough to escape the judgment of God. He was able to receive this "honor" - the first person to be tied up by the Snake Eight Family to confess the details.

But Gen Chisheng has reason to believe that Kitajima Shino is just one of these cases. He is not special and there may be similar people who will be noticed in the future.

According to the cases currently under investigation, God’s judgment events seem to be “much ado about nothing”… The targets of His large-scale actions are only the illegal human trafficking in the dark side of society. It is not like killing people openly on the sidewalks of the streets - such as the "Shinjuku Incident" which attracted widespread social attention.

But what happens next? Yuan Zhisheng doesn’t believe that God’s abilities will stop there.

"Kitajima Shino, there is one more thing you may not know."

Yuan Zhisheng stood under the pitch-black umbrella, took a puff of a soft Seven Star cigarette, flicked the butt, and the faint sparks along with the ashes gently turned into dissipated debris in the heavy rain.

"The Matsuba Society you joined before is the largest gang in Hokkaido. You are a fisherman by profession, but you were able to get away with it rashly and successfully avoid the subsequent entanglement of the Matsuba Society. You don't think that the goddess of luck has been blessing you, right?"

"W...what?" The human trafficker opened his mouth weakly. The crow grabbed his hair and forced him to look up at Yuan Zhisheng in agony. His words became unclear due to his broken teeth.

"You didn't want to do this at first, but your greed for money made you keep crossing the line. Before you left the Matsuba Society, a new cross-border smuggling contact suddenly came to you. It was he who told you about the huge profit margins in human trafficking, and that's why you rashly decided to betray the Matsuba Society."

"You thought you had broken away from a huge gang and became self-reliant, but in fact you were just jumping from one vortex into another, even bigger vortex."

"!?" Kitajima Shino's fear exploded in his heart instantly, and a terrifying suspicion that his first half of life had been manipulated spread wildly in his heart.

"And the name that overseas contact gave you was Boar Neo, right?" Gen Chisei looked directly into Kitajima Shino's panicked eyes.

"Tell me, Boar Neo provided you with the illegal human trade list, so to whom did he ask you to deliver these people? I need a name. Is it the Ghost Clan? The King? Or..."

"Yes, it's Aoiya... Daiho." Kitajima Shino's mouth, which was covered with blood foam, trembled, and after a long while he finally uttered a name.

"..." Yuan Zhisheng showed a look of disappointment for a moment, "Deal with him, Yasha, you come."

"Okay! Crow, come over and help us. It will be done in less than half an hour!" Yaksha clapped his hands and cheered.

Kitajima Shino's face was distorted with extreme fear. Having once been in a gang, he immediately realized his fate. He would be poured into a concrete pile alive by the cement slurry mixed by the pervert next to him, and then embedded into the seabed by a pile driver, disappearing from this world forever.

"No! You can't treat me like this! Forgive me, I've told you everything! I really don't know anything else!"

The only responses he got were the sounds of crows and yakshas humming and working.

"It's really Aoiya Daiho! It's true, big brothers, please be kind! I really didn't lie!" Kitajima Shino screamed in despair before he was submerged in cement. He raised his head and screamed desperately in the cement, but no one paid attention to him. All he was fed was the cement mortar that poured down.

"This trafficker is an idiot," Yasha said as he opened a bag of lime. "He said he wasn't lying, but does that have anything to do with whether we should turn him into a human stake?"

Crow was just urging him, he was too lazy to gossip, "Anyway, he has confessed, hurry up and work, don't waste time!"

Yuan Zhisheng has already walked towards the Hummer. He is recalling the name "Aoiya Daiho" - this person's name appeared when the Sheqi Eight Families investigated Aoiya last time, but in fact he handed over the management of Aoiya to other people in advance. It is obvious that he found someone to take the blame for nothing.

With the outbreak of the "Shinjuku Incident", the family subsequently tracked down the whereabouts of Aoiya Daiho, but found that he had mysteriously disappeared.

But now, Kitajima Shino actually revealed this name again, which can only mean that "Aoiya Daiho" is not dead. There is a bigger force involved, its shadow even overshadows the Snake Eight Clan and the Demon Clan, and its influence extends across the country and abroad. It is even easier to cover up the whereabouts and make people appear again in a different appearance.

But who is it? Yuan Zhisheng sat in the driver's seat and looked at the hazy rain outside the Hummer. He vaguely remembered that before the Holy Grail War, the secret party was overwhelmed by unknown internal conflicts.

Could it be the secret party?
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Angers, the leader of the secret party, walked into the rain with a black umbrella. The abundant moisture seeped into his leather shoes and wet his trouser legs through the puddles under his feet.

Ange squinted his eyes beside the slightly dim city street in Bunkyo Ward and looked at his watch. It was five-thirty in the afternoon. It should have been bright and daytime, but at this moment it was as gloomy as dusk was falling and night was covering it, all thanks to the heavy dark clouds overhead that were pouring rain.

"Norma, gather weather data around Tokyo to determine if there are any abnormal cloud clusters."

"Got it." A female voice with standard pronunciation like a broadcaster replied from the phone.

Angers sighed and continued to walk forward. Perhaps it was because he was too sensitive. The Odin incident that the secret party had experienced had forced him to pay attention to this slightly rare weather condition. At this time, Finger, who was lying in the ward, had also woken up.

He was worried for a long time, but it turned out that this stupid student just slept like a dead pig, and then he came back to life full of energy. As soon as he woke up, he shouted that he was starving like a dog and was going to die, accompanied by a huge rumbling in his stomach that was as strong and powerful as thunder... How could he look like he was about to die?
Angers smiled helplessly, and did not mention the fate of his Maserati. Instead, he asked Finger to use his mobile phone to order a bunch of takeout. At this moment, Finger must have bought many buckets of KFC fast food fried chicken and was eating them crazily in the ward.

"Oh my god, old friend, every time I see you dressed up, it's always a new and surprising experience."

When Ange found Uesugi Yue, the old movie king looked dusty and dirty compared to last time. His dirty shoes were covered with black debris, the corners of his clothes had traces of burning, and his hair was blown into a messy chicken coop.

When Uesugi Yue heard this, his face darkened.

This look of his was not the non-mainstream performance art that he liked, it was purely the aftereffects of the "Niten Ichiryu" sparring with Emiya. Now I recalled the fight this morning. The cause of the incident was entirely because of my bad mouth and brain trouble, I actually accepted the invitation of a dragon-slaying ruthless character like Emiya to spar.

Damn, this young man has no martial ethics at all. He agreed to play some weird and fancy stuff with an old man like me... After this round of random punches, the uninformed Uesugi Yue was beaten until stars appeared in his eyes, his three views were shattered, and he even doubted his life.

Oh, I regret it.

"Don't mention it. It's none of your business, Ange... You'd better stay in your position as the world's number one dragon slayer, lest someone else expose your true identity and let someone else take away your position and the halo on your body."

Uesugi Yue walked to the end of the street without looking back. He put on a dark priest's robe as a coat to cover up his miserable appearance. "Something bad happened to my neighbors today. I am busy working as a community pastor. I don't have time to chat with you, big boss."

"Me? I am not the leader now. There are four older seniors sitting on the board of directors. I am at most the second in command... If I could firmly sit in the leading position, would I have to go to the front line in person?"

Ange leisurely quickened his pace to catch up, like a piece of taffy that couldn't be shaken off once it stuck - as a man whose Word Spirit was Time Zero, if he really wanted to track him, Uesugi Yue really couldn't do anything to him.

"Then I thank you, old bastard, for coming here in person, alright!"

Uesugi walked faster and faster in the rain, and finally, at the corner at the end of the street, he bumped into an old man walking from the other side.

Bang! He was about to retract his strength, but he felt like he had hit a solid steel plate - damn, all the people in the Holy Church were muscle monsters!

The old man who was hit was Cervantes, a tall and thin old man in priest's clothes. His clothes made it seem that he had little flesh on his body, but after the collision, Uesugi Yue found that the muscles of this thin old man were strong and firm.

Could he perform the bullet-catching trick?

Uesugi Yue's heart was filled with ripples but his expression did not show it. He had broadened his horizons greatly during this period of time. Things like the Holy Grail War of Heroes and the fantasy swordsmanship had all taken turns to appear on stage. Even if the Templar Church put on a gorgeous show of withstanding modern bullets, he would not be shocked to the point of being dumbfounded.

"Mr. Uesugi, I finally found you," Cervantes said with a bad look on his face, no longer wanting to be polite, "something has happened. The mental state of your surviving neighbors and the innocent people is not stable enough."

"Survived?" Ange keenly caught this unpleasant word.

"Let's go!" Uesugi Yue didn't waste any time. After he talked with the people from the Holy Church, the two sides reached a partial agreement on cooperation in maintaining stability during the Holy Grail War.

Therefore, with the help of the church, once there is an unusual accident near the community, they can also respond and deal with it in time. This is a major supplement to the intelligence network of the Sheqi Eight Gangs.

The billowing black smoke drifted from not far away, but it was gradually extinguished in the heavy rain. A few people could vaguely see the "remains" of a large vehicle after the explosion, and a small area of houses around it had collapsed under the weight. The cordon separated this place, and a few people stood in the rain and watched the ruins symbolizing the mass death.

"This was an oil tanker explosion. According to eyewitnesses, a bus rear-ended an oil tanker for some reason, causing the oil tanker to leak and high-grade liquefied petroleum gas to explode. The bus, nearby cars, and the neighborhood were all damaged."

The explosion of the oil tanker truck is extremely terrifying. Its explosion process is similar to that of a fuel-air explosive bomb, and its power is comparable to that of cruise missiles such as Tomahawk. Ordinary rockets are nothing compared to it.

"How many casualties were there? Didn't they call an ambulance?" Angé asked casually.

"This is abnormal," Cervantes glanced at him, "According to our investigation, the death toll has exceeded a hundred. Miraculously, some people survived, but no one was injured."

Ange's eyes narrowed slightly. Does that mean that all the survivors were unharmed? They couldn't all be hybrids who happened to hide faster, right?

Several people ignored the cordon and entered the scene of the accident. The Cathedral Church had already informed the police, allowing them to find the survivors with tense faces and mumbling words as quickly as possible.

Several monks and nuns tried to persuade and enlighten them, but to little avail.

Cervantes called a nun to inquire about the situation.

The blonde nun lowered her head. "Our persuasion made little progress. They refused to listen to any advice and were extremely nervous and on the verge of collapse. Some of them spoke up and said they saw the 'Yoganjin Great God Izanami' getting angry."

Uesugi Yue was shocked, "What did you say?"

"The survivors claimed that they saw the predicted scene of the death accident in advance, so they were able to escape in advance. They also said that they saw the illusion of the souls of the dead floating into the underworld, and believed that..."

"This is an oracle."

(End of this chapter)