A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 104 Fang Weixiong, the Hero Among Heroes

"The enemy possesses explosive reactive armor. Requesting tactical guidance! Requesting tactical guidance!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

"Boom boom boom!!"

Gunshots and explosions rang out from the scene, mixed with the curses of the collapsing 707th Unit.

No matter how elite the counter-terrorism force is, they are still human; when faced with an opponent they cannot harm, besides feeling grief and indignation, all they can do is run as far away as possible.

Moreover, the South Korean military is world-renowned: a certain major general amassed 200 billion won while in office, but when investigated, he only had 5 billion won left. The rest was invested in the military, which led to the "six blows per second" incident.

After the major general stepped down, the South Korean conglomerates, fearing a 'second spring', continuously reduced the military's benefits, making their living conditions worse than those in prison, and leading to frequent bullying and harassment.

South Korean athletes can laugh so hard their faces blur when they win an award because they don't have to serve in the military.

Male celebrities all developed huge muscles after their military service, all for 'self-defense'.

This gives a glimpse into the harshness of the military environment.

In this situation, can we really expect special forces soldiers on the front lines to risk their lives?

A few thousand dollars a month! That's not even enough to buy a floor tile in Seoul—

"This bunch of trash!"

Seeing the front lines beginning to crumble, the American commander immediately launched into a tirade of profanities.

"Major General,"

The chairman of the South Korean Joint Chiefs of Staff was dissatisfied.
"My men have done their best!"

"If the Major General is not satisfied with their performance, we would like to observe your heroic combat tactics."

The Chairman of the General Staff has gone all out. America may be powerful, but why don't you step up? No matter how arrogant the US troops stationed in South Korea are, they still have to obey the orders of the Capitol on the mainland. As long as South Korea can still be squeezed dry, the US president in America won't do anything to him.

"you--"

When confronted directly by someone he usually looked down upon, the American major general's face flushed red and then turned pale.

American soldiers?

Of course, we can't waste time in a place like this.

"Activate Plan D!"

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.

"Hehehe, explosion, explosion!"

Park Ha-yeon, who has already transformed into an 'art fanatic',
While chasing the 707th Special Forces unit into chaos, they also casually set fire to mansions, turning them into torches.

This guy...

Someone couldn't help but mutter to themselves.

If he hadn't secretly used the 'Encouragement Fruit' to enhance his abilities so recklessly, even if the Korean trainees were known as 'Audition Online,' each one an iron man singing and dancing for hours on end, they would have been exhausted long ago.

However, it's not bad that they were able to develop a combat mode like 'Burst Armor'.

It's such a waste of her talent to be in a girl group.
Let's become battle songstresses instead.

No one needs to stimulate them with 'hormone fruit'.

Park Ha-yeon is currently in a state of 'battle and exhilaration'.

"Ok?"

As she chased after him, the girl twitched her nose.

After lighting that match, she gained the ability to create 'explosions' and also had a natural sense of 'explosives'.

"You want to trap me with an explosion?"

Boom boom boom~~
Just as they reached a block, a series of explosions suddenly occurred on the outskirts of the block.

The explosion wasn't particularly powerful, and it occurred from a distance: a dense barrage of small explosions circled around the area, causing the entire block to collapse.

Below this is a large underground sports arena: a place where old-timers and powerful figures hold 'underground fights' for amusement.

With precise blasting, large sections of the ground collapsed and fell!
"very good!"

Even if the girl doesn't easily fall to her death, this height is enough to keep her under control.

Next, just throw in various stun grenades, tear gas grenades, and tranquilizer grenades; there's bound to be one that suits the enemy.

what?
What about the special forces soldiers who fell with them?
That's a matter for the Koreans, what does it have to do with America!
boom----

The next second, flames and shockwaves shot into the sky from the crater in the ground.

"Hmph, you think you can control me like this?"

Above the hollow explosion, a figure crouched on the shockwave.

Yes, 'crouching' on the explosion—like a ball bouncing off a fountain, steady and unharmed.

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"Thanks to you all, I've developed a new way to use it."

Bang!
The ground beneath her feet exploded with a deafening roar, and the shockwave sent Park Ha-yeon flying like a cannonball.

"Hehehe, this is true freedom!"

With the demeanor of a 'human cannon,' the girl plummeted towards the armored forces gathering in the distance.

Even a supernatural body would be injured or even fractured if 'slammed' to the ground in this way, but the girl has developed a new technique:
"His whole body exploded!"

The girl who came hurtling in was herself a massive 'bomb'.

boom----! !

The next moment, a huge fireball, accompanied by a violent explosion, completely engulfed the girl and the armored troops. The huge fireball spread rapidly, turning the lower half of the nearby buildings into a fiery hell. Collapsed bricks and shattered window glass flew in all directions under the shock wave, stirring up billowing smoke and dust.

"Is this guy even human?"

Witnessing this scene, the American commander felt a sense of powerlessness.

In this era, "not human" is not a derogatory term, but a compliment: if you call those supernatural beings human, they can twist your head off and use it as a ball.

Who am I? I am a god!

brush,

In the flames of the explosion,

A lithe and petite figure leaped out.

No matter how many times he watched it, the American Major General felt his worldview was shattered.

With such a violent explosion, the armored vehicle was reduced to a mere frame. Why was this girl still completely unharmed?

The answer is:
The rule-based constitution of Devil Fruits,
Take Buggy, for example. His Chop-Chop Fruit is effective against slashing attacks, so even Hawkeye couldn't do anything about it: the world's strongest black sword and top-tier Haki, but they simply couldn't hurt Buggy. Of course—if it were the blade itself, it could easily beat up 'Pitto the Clown King'.

The Bomb Fruit grants immunity to all explosive damage.

It's everything!
This includes debris from the explosion, shockwaves, and high temperatures.
The Bomb-Bomb Fruit is an extremely powerful ability in a world where explosives are commonplace.

However, this does not mean that this piece is invincible. Not to mention the physical strength that someone secretly enhances with the 'Encouragement Fruit', physical attacks, poison gas, lasers, and microwaves can all bypass the explosion rules to injure or even kill her.

So, how long can this 'explosion show' last?

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.

Pyeongtaek City, Gyeonggi Province, South Korea.

Pyeongtaek Air Base is the headquarters of the American Army, Navy and Air Force stationed in South Korea.

At its peak, South Korea stationed over 300,000 American troops, but after decades of peace, less than 30,000 remain.

At the same time, due to the demands of the American president, the base's security duties were transferred to the South Korean military, and the base's military expenses in America were also paid by South Korea. Simply put, they were being exploited while simultaneously paying extra protection money.

"Huh?" In the base's police station, the American soldier looked at the screen with a puzzled expression.

Above was a series of military vehicles speeding towards them.

Korean military vehicles.

"The convoy ahead has crossed the warning line. Please slow down and stop, and state your purpose."

The American Police Department responded quickly to the inquiry.

"We are under orders to enter the base,"

"The mission will be carried out by airborne aircraft from the base to Seoul."

?

Pyeongtaek is about 50 or 60 kilometers from Seoul. The American soldiers in the police station were naturally unaware that Seoul was in chaos. Even the South Korean soldiers in the arriving convoy looked bewildered, gripping their guns tightly in tension.

"Wait a moment, I'll consult my superiors."

Soon, the base gate slowly opened to the side.

"Please come in."

Both parties only need to execute the commands.

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.

Yongsan-gu, Seoul
In the former U.S. Forces Korea (USFK) building, the South Korean commanders exchanged glances.

"Major General, it will take some time for troops from other places to arrive."

"It's impossible to defeat the enemy with just the 707th Regiment."

"It's time to make a decision!"

That girl is a 'humanoid' unit.
If it weren't for the army that was constantly chasing the Koreans, they could have simply jumped into the Han River.

The Koreans and Americans would be completely baffled: with their supernatural mobility, they could swim a distance in the water, then go ashore and hide in a building.

Could the Americans and the Koreans really turn this city of nine million people upside down? — The greatest characteristic of supernatural existence is its secrecy!

In any case, these operations were all led by the United States, and the South Korean military has come to terms with it. The dead are just ordinary soldiers: elite special forces? In this era, they are just ordinary soldiers too. Now it's up to the United States to respond; that's their problem.

"Shut up!"

The American major general was sweating, holding the phone in his hand, but he couldn't make up his mind.

"Major General, the target has been locked."

On the other end of the phone, an inquiry came from the B-2 bomber.

"Fire or not?"

Locking onto a 'humanoid' unit is a very troublesome task, even with the assistance of a large number of drones.

Especially these 'supernatural beings', once they start moving at high speeds, they quickly lose their target.

"hair"

"emission!!"

With a determined look, Major General America finally gave the order.

Regardless of the outcome, he will not fare well once this order is issued.

"Ok?"

Park Ha-yeon, who was in the middle of a killing spree, suddenly looked up at the sky.

There was nothing in the night sky, but with her unique perception of 'explosions', the girl sensed the attack coming from above.

Something is coming!

If you run now, you'll have plenty of time.

but--

"Has the target become aware of this?"

"The target has not moved. Repeat, the target has not moved!"

The drone footage clearly captured the girl's upward gaze, transmitting it back to the command center and making Major General America's heart leap into his throat.

Fortunately, the girl just stood there, puzzled. If she had started running now, she might have been able to escape the epicenter of the explosion.
Just as the major general was waiting nervously, his forehead sweating, the screen lit up!
Then it went black.

boom------

There's no need to look through a screen; turn your head to look out the base window: in the distance, where the city lights are bright, a 'sun' suddenly rises.

The sun radiated orange-red light, illuminating almost half of Seoul for a brief moment!

Then, the light dimmed.

The billowing smoke formed a mushroom cloud.

Low-yield miniature nuclear bomb!
Don't be fooled by the fact that this thing can only blow up a 'mere' street; it is still a nuclear weapon.

The expected high temperatures, radiation, and shock waves will all be present!
For the epicenter of the explosion.

"Die, you bastard! You bastard!!"

Ordinary special forces soldiers and weapons were ineffective against that girl.

If the other party is allowed to escape, they will become America's greatest enemy: a 'human bomb' that moves at will in the shadows, and no powerful person would be unafraid of it.

Moreover, this bomb possesses supernatural powers and speed; when used for assassination, its terrifying potential is unimaginable.

"Quickly, send out drones!"

"Check if the target is alive—"

A series of orders rang out behind them, and the South Korean officers suddenly seemed to come alive, actively trying to confirm the situation.

One drone after another flew away despite the thousands of degrees of heat following the explosion.

Soon, images began to appear.

"Yawe,"

The American major general closed his eyes in anguish.

At the epicenter of the nuclear explosion, a figure slowly walked out, and surprisingly, he was completely unharmed.
"Ptooey, what's that taste?"

Park Ha-yeon, who had just been hit in the face by a nuclear explosion, was fanning away the dust and smoke in front of her in dissatisfaction.

In theory, the high-temperature rays, scorching gases, shockwave, and radiation from a nuclear explosion would be enough to kill her. But according to the rules of the Bomb-Bomb Fruit, no explosion can harm her!
Just like the 'Rubber' fruit, theoretically, hundreds of millions of volts of lightning could generate enough high temperatures to instantly vaporize any rubber, but nothing will be harmed.

"What kind of explosion was that?"

The girl, her clothes slightly dirty, looked up as she glanced back at the scene of flowing lava.

"Fine, I'll see what else you have up your sleeve!"

Park Ha-yeon's gaze passed through the camera.
It landed on the screen at the base.

Coupled with the scene of a nuclear explosion in the background, it was absolutely shocking and left people speechless.

Several South Korean officers exchanged glances, drew their guns, and stepped forward.

"Major General, you have lost."

A pistol was pressed against the American major general's temple.

"Next, kneel before the Taegeukgi and repent!"

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(End of this chapter)