Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 228 The Exorcist's Lament
The battle between the US Exorcist Headquarters in the Queens Building and "Death" takes place every few years, and each time many exorcists get wind of it and secretly observe the progress of the event.

Fear of death is human nature. Exorcists know they are no match for the Grim Reaper, so they naturally avoid most events related to the Grim Reaper.

Amid the chaotic crowd around Queens Building, a few elderly people and children stood in a secluded alley, hiding behind the curtains of an apartment building, holding telephoto cameras aimed at the top of the building.

Someone connected to the internet and started livestreaming on a dark web exorcist platform.

Kotoko Higa is a renowned exorcist with a sharp personality and decisive actions. She is extremely reckless during exorcisms, and her skin is covered in scars under her clothes.

Exorcists knew of her power, but had never witnessed it so directly.

Susanoo's "Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi" was a magical weapon that the Higa family's generations of exorcists had never been able to successfully activate. Unexpectedly, it shone brightly in Higa Kotoko's hands. This round of slashes seemed to cut through space, tearing open a vast vacuum in the swarm of crows...

The exorcist has his own information channels and knows that this is Higa Kotoko's masterpiece, but due to the perspective, he is unaware of her current state.

The rooftop surveillance system was rendered useless by the Kusanagi Sword.

The rubber band binding Higa Kotoko's hair snapped suddenly, and her long, black hair flew wildly in the wind. Even with the healing spiritual power at work, blood continued to seep from the eleven-inch-long, gruesome wound on her abdomen, staining the entire hem of her clothes crimson...

She clutched her wound with her left hand and gripped the rusty "Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi" in her right. She staggered back a few steps, leaning against the wall of the rooftop pavilion, panting heavily. Looking at the noticeably fewer crows, a weak smile appeared on her lips.

Dark clouds floated thousands of meters above the sky, gathering into a cluster that gradually formed the shape of a skull, its empty eye sockets looking down on New York, as if a god were about to judge the world.

The remaining flock of crows, numbering three to five thousand, circled again, like a black tornado surrounding the rooftop...

Higa Kotoko's white robe kept tearing apart, and countless wounds appeared all over her body. She swayed and barely stood up. Her left hand formed a hand seal, and her right hand raised the "Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi" and plunged it into her abdomen. With another slash, the pain numbed her nerves, but her body trembled instinctively.

The Kusanagi Sword once again unleashed a powerful spiritual force, tearing apart the last flock of crows!
Blood rained down, and Higa Kotoko fell into a pool of blood, her right hand weakly releasing the "Ama-no-Murakumo" sword. Her eyes were cloudy, and she just stared blankly at the black cloud of skulls...

Mr. Li Xuan, I, the number one exorcist in this island nation, seem to be a bit unworthy of the title.

She didn't even have the strength to close her eyes.

hum...

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The cell phone inside the blood-red robe was vibrating, displaying the name Higa Makoto on the screen. It was her younger sister's number, and she had to answer it no matter what.

The phone rang for ten seconds and then answered automatically.

Makoto Higa's voice came from inside: "Sister, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my heart. Are you alright?"

Kotoko Higa wanted to tell her sister that everything was alright, but her lips trembled slightly and she couldn't utter a sound...

Makoto Higa's voice grew anxious. This had never happened before during her conversations with her sister, who was a very efficient woman; she would have replied even if Mount Fuji exploded, unless…

Makoto's voice kept ringing in my phone.

Suddenly, a crack appeared on the phone screen, and it went dark in an instant. Makoto Higa's voice also stopped.

The wind on the rooftop grew stronger, and rainwater fell with it. Within seconds, the rain intensified, washing away the bloodstains on the ground. The pool of blood beneath Higa Kotoko spread out with the water like a blooming rose!
Her somewhat dull pupils suddenly contracted.

An airplane appeared on the distant horizon, heading in this direction...

Could it be?

Does the so-called "Grim Reaper" also resort to any means necessary?
A false god. She suddenly remembered that her body was no different from a corpse at this moment.

While there are ways to deal with crow attacks, there's really nothing that can be done about planes crashing into buildings, unless a missile is launched to shoot down the aircraft...

That's impossible. A plane explosion in this city would cause a much bigger disaster, and it looks like a passenger plane. In terms of public opinion, the US wouldn't do that. Sacrificing a Queens Building for the sake of regime stability doesn't seem so bad.

The rooftop surveillance cameras are not working.

But the exorcists and staff on each floor brought out backup equipment and also had telephoto lenses to monitor everything outside. When they saw the direction the passenger plane was facing, their expressions all changed!

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Standing received a constant stream of bad news from his subordinates. His face darkened to the extreme, and he was practically grinding his teeth to powder.

Just then, a trusted voice came through the walkie-talkie: "Mr. Standin, it's not that we're afraid of death, but we don't want to waste our lives on a pointless fight. The Queen's Building can't withstand the impact of a passenger plane, and we don't have any exorcism methods to deal with something as massive as an airplane..."

Standin understood his meaning: "You're leaving?"

The confidant said, "We are sorry, we are loyal to you, but it is meaningless to die here. Please forgive our departure. If a miracle occurs, you will still be our supreme leader."

Standing looked at the walkie-talkie, as if he had aged a lot in an instant, and said, "I understand."

He turned off the walkie-talkie and tossed it aside in a corner.

To leave, or to stay?
Reason told him that leaving was the best option, but emotion told him that the two foreigners, Higa Kotoko from the island nation and Li Xuan from China, were still fighting desperately here.

How could a local like him leave?

His cell phone rang in his pocket; it was his boss calling. He pressed the answer button.

"Standin, the Queen's Building is no longer safe. You should retreat. We have lost this battle with 'Death.' Perhaps we were never even qualified to play this game."

"I... plan to stay here."

"what?"

The boss could hardly believe his ears. Had Standin, this guy with the pure blood of a businessman, lost his mind at this moment? What was he doing staying at the Queen's Building?
Do you really think he can just die now and have the people gratefully erect a statue several meters tall in his honor? Don't be ridiculous.

He was about to speak.

Standin hung up the phone, put it in his pocket, and sat quietly next to Li Xuan...

The craftsmen realized what was happening and began to panic. Although they were in the final stages of finishing up, it was clear that something terrible had happened outside and they had to leave.

They had already seen the chaos outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows: blood, black feathers, and thick smoke billowing from the distant streets.

One of the craftsmen said in a low voice, "We have to go. I'm sorry, we can't die here."

At that moment, a craftsman saw a plane flying in the distance and immediately screamed, "My God, is that plane out of control heading straight for us?"

Upon seeing this, the others put down their tools and rushed to the elevator.

I left the rooftop...

(End of this chapter)