I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 1142 Repairing the 'Wound'

just,

She didn't even get a chance to say anything to remind them.

The very next second, the longsword in Su Wen's hand emitted a colorless halo the instant it was drawn from its sheath.

The trail left by the colorless blade was a pale purple afterimage in the air.

As the hordes of Black Tide Decayers charged forward, Su Wen's sword light simultaneously shattered their Black Tide cores, causing the scattered black mist to vanish into silver dust in the air.

These are all poor people trapped in the subway.

Unlike those who met Su Wen, they were not so lucky; they were directly corrupted by the Black Tide and became polluted.

However, it was also because these people's makeshift survival base was discovered that...
After offering her condolences, Natsume Chie found a map that hadn't yet been completely obscured by the Kuroshio Current.
This place was originally supposed to be the core intersection of the Shinjuku Line and the Ginza Line.

The girl suddenly remembered the night of her fifteenth birthday, when her grandfather pushed his reading glasses up to his forehead, then pointed to the corner of a hidden drawing and said:
"The place where I punctuated is perhaps the wound most easily torn open since the arrival of the Origin Century."

such a pity,
I'm too old now, and I no longer have the ability to mend those 'wounds'.

The old man's words were filled with regret.

But the girl didn't understand at the time; she didn't know why a subway system that had been running for so long would still have vulnerabilities.

But now, recalling that the old man had specifically marked one of the intersections of the Shinjuku Line and the Ginza Line.

She seemed to finally understand.

Natsume Chie's eyelashes trembled gently under the dim blue emergency light, like butterfly wings brushing against a dew-covered spider web.

She gazed at Su Wen's pupils, which gleamed faintly in the darkness, and suddenly recalled the last words her grandfather uttered while holding her hand on his deathbed:

Chie

"The Tokyo subway is a breathing tomb."

They are currently standing in an abandoned ventilation duct on the B3 level of Shinjuku Station.

After the black tide receded, sticky silver liquid remained on the ground, gleaming eerily under the emergency lights.

But recalling her grandfather's warning, she suddenly realized that her grandfather had prepared backup escape routes for those key vulnerabilities.

The girl immediately sensed in that direction.

Subsequently,

To her great surprise, she discovered that there were indeed people who had survived there.

Thinking of this, and of her grandfather who died unjustly, the girl didn't know what to feel.

She just subconsciously wiped the corner of her eye.

But before she could tell Su Wen the good news, the handsome scholar suddenly pressed down on her shoulder and made a shushing gesture with his knuckles to his lips.

Chie had no idea what this meant.
But soon, she heard a hissing sound, like metal rubbing together, coming from deep inside the pipe.
It looks like rusty gears gnawing at concrete.

"Someone's coming."

Su Wen's voice was very soft, but it seemed to contain no surprise whatsoever.

obviously,
In this game, thanks to the resonance with [Deep Tokyo], his strength has reached at least the fourth tier.

in other words,

Su Wen simply didn't want to disturb the people further back.

The two stood in the shadows around the corner, but because Natsume Chie's psychic energy was diffuse, a man wearing a dark purple patterned cloak appeared directly in front of them in an instant.

The silver threads along the edge of the man's cloak gleamed with a cold metallic sheen under the dark green fluorescence, and he carried in his hand the head of a Deep One.

The head's eyes were wide open.
His lips were frozen with the fear of impending death.

They were members of the same deep-sea diving group as the old Suzuki organization.

Su Wen was not surprised: Once the Deep Dive Agreement was signed, it meant that as long as there was no obvious internal strife, it was normal for the signatory to be dead.
Moreover, this is the Tokyo Metropolitan Submerged Front, a place where even the Tokyo Metropolitan Exorcism Division has not yet organized a large-scale exploration.

It is the graveyard of the gods that draws the Black Tide to the border of the mortal world.

But when Chie saw the blood clinging to the head dripping down the edge of the man's cloak, forming a dark red pool on the ground, and even the terrified expression on the dead man's distorted features still lingering, Chie realized that the man's face was still contorted with fear.

She couldn't help but shrink back behind Su Wen in fear.

at the same time,

The mysterious man looked up and sized up Su Wen, his tone tinged with curiosity:

Who are you?

"Even though its extraordinary characteristics were only at the first level, it wasn't completely swallowed up by the black tide?"

But then he shook his head, lightly flicking the bronze scabbard at his waist with his fingertips, the metallic vibrations echoing through the tunnel:
"never mind,
I'll kill you first, then I'll take care of those Deep Ones.

We cannot disrupt the plans of the Resurrected.

The man is at the peak of the second tier, and the density of spiritual energy particles emanating from his body is approaching the critical point of the third tier.

However, for Su Wen, who was still concealing his abilities, this was a good opportunity to maneuver. Compared to Jiang Menghan or Caroline, whose fighting methods were completely different from those of normal superhumans,

He should warm up too.

Therefore, Su Wen smiled slightly at the man's self-talk.

He didn't even reply.
He simply turned his head and whispered to Caroline:

"If I gave you someone who has been infected by the Black Tide, could you obtain their memories through the Web Weavers' genealogy?"

Hearing him say this,

The hacker, who had been silent, suddenly revealed a rare, mocking smile on her delicate face.

The miniature girl in the data projection lightly taps her temple with her fingertips:

"The network of the web weaver is not very normal."
This is the first time I've ever hacked into this kind of botnet.

You should consult a professional specializing in psychic or dream interpretation to do this.

But if you can render him mentally disabled, I can probably reverse-engineer his memory fragments through the remaining neural synapses.

have to say.

The Web Weaver, this 'mimetic giant life network core,' is truly a huge treasure.

It was worth the trip I made from New York to Tokyo.

Su Wen simply nodded at this not-too-difficult request, then suddenly ripped off the Deep One badge from his chest, making a crisp sound as the metal badge bounced on the ground.

obviously,
This was his signal to declare war on strange men.

"very good,
Then I'm no longer a Deepdiver.

Because I am about to have a better identity.

In an instant, the handsome scholar snapped his fingers lightly to Chie beside him.

The psionic barrier unfolded like ripples on water, enveloping Chie within it. A pale blue aura flowed across the barrier's surface, capable of blocking the black tide's erosion without hindering the flow of psionic energy.

This was to prevent the aftermath of the battle from reaching her.

But just as Su Wen finished these preparations in one go, the man was about to throw away the head in his hand and draw his knife when he discovered that Su Wen's figure had disappeared from his sight.

It wasn't until a second later that the man finally caught a glimpse of Su Wen's outstretched fist out of the corner of his eye.

At the same time, he was punched hard in the face.

Even for just this moment,
He then felt his vision completely blur.

(End of this chapter)