A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 116 The Power of Plants

"Has the supernatural disaster in Takatsuki City spread to Takino City?"

"Yes, Director."

In the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's command center, a flood of information was pouring in. Miyako Kana, who had arrived earlier, rubbed her temples and reported the situation to the superintendent.

"These giant plants are spreading eastward towards the Konoyama area,"

"It's spreading westward towards Hagiya General Park, and has already stretched for more than ten kilometers. If this continues—"

This will completely separate Osaka and Kyoto.

"What about the plant's strength?"

"Although it is large in size, it is within the 'normal' range."

The local police department has already dealt with these 'vines,' which are of 'normal' plant strength: except for their abnormal size and unusual activity.

"But it should be noted that if firearms are used, the aggressive tendencies of those vines will immediately increase significantly!"

"Just like, just like"

"A deliberately created leveling area?"

Director Fujita provided the answer.
No experts are needed; the director has already figured it out.

The shikigami under that great Onmyoji were not indiscriminately killing; rather, they were 'urging' the people of this era to become stronger.

Otherwise, given the 'benefactor's' ability to appear and disappear unpredictably, how could the island's cabinet, including him as the director, possibly survive?
Without leadership, given the chaotic nature of humanity, ambitious individuals will spring up everywhere.

That's enough to cause tens of millions of deaths and injuries!
Humans are ultimately the ones who kill the most and the fastest.

In novels and comics, the Great Demon King only needs to kill a few hundred people at most, which is not even enough to cover the front line's losses in a second.

"Yes, Director."

"Could the current situation be considered a kind of 'survival of the fittest'?"

Miya Kana felt the same way, and then:
"Should we send out a supernatural team?"

"No,"

The director rejected the proposal.
"Let the mercenaries from each country lead the charge first."

Now that they've obtained the island nation's super injection, it's their turn to risk their lives: and this time, Director Fujita also wants to confirm his suspicions.

"Pay close attention to the intensity of the battles encountered by each mercenary group."

"Yes!"

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Outskirts of Takatsuki City,
Da da da da,

Various firearms spewed out deadly bullets.

The metal storm tore the vines apart, smashing them into twisted, mangled limbs and leaves scattered all over the ground.

Rumble~~~
But a giant vine as thick as a person's waist won't be torn apart so easily!
Giant vines roared in like a train, lashing heavily at the mercenary corps advancing on armored vehicles. As the giant vines crushed and swept across the armored vehicles, even smaller vines lashed out, entangling the soldiers wielding various firearms.

"Fack—"

"Shet!"

As the most commonly used language in the world,

Many mercenaries have used American swear words.

"No, there are too many of these plants!"

Moreover, plants are not afraid of dying at all—no, these things don't seem to be capable of thinking at all.

We need heavy firepower!

"I'm sorry, Commander."

The Metropolitan Police Department personnel who came with the military, including Inspector Kitano, shook their heads.

"There are still many of our citizens in the city. We are here to rescue people, not to kill them."

Heavy firepower?
Various types of army artillery, rockets, and missiles. Island nations naturally have them.

Even behind these mercenaries from various countries, boatloads of them could be brought in immediately.

With the advent of the supernatural era, putting aside other industries, orders for the arms manufacturing industry have been pouring in like snowflakes.

but?
Bombard the island nation's cities with heavy firepower?
We don't want the people inside!
"What about incendiary bombs or flamethrowers, you idiot?"

"Someone has already tried it,"

Inspector Kitano explained,
"The French Foreign Legion used flamethrowers."

Having fought countless battles in Africa, the French Foreign Legion is adept at handling all sorts of chaotic situations; however, the moment they pull out a flamethrower:
“A large number of vines are pouring out from below them; using fire will only enrage this ‘forest’.”

No, to be precise, it's the one behind the forest.

Among the twelve shikigami:

Six Harmonies!

Inspector Kitano, who was assigned to the front lines, knew some inside information:

If you encounter a little girl in an orange hunting robe floating in the sky, immediately kneel down and beg for mercy, or commit suicide! Don't cause trouble for the island nation.

If we can't beat them, this is the only way.

"Ok?"

After pressing his earpiece and listening carefully, Inspector Kitano said:
"commander,"

"I suggest your soldiers switch to cold weapons."

"News has come from the Russian side."

"Using cold weapons will not provoke the forest or attract a large number of vines to attack."

Over in Da Mao's area, a 'logging competition' had already begun; the area was filled with flying wood chips as people chopped wood, making it the most spectacular scene.

???

"Damn it, these supernatural beings."

Why does everyone seem to be 'hostile' towards firearms?

"Who knows?"

In response, Inspector Kitano shrugged.

"But such a huge sound, and the flames from the explosion; if I were the other plant, I would also feel disgusted, right?"

Not to mention something like fire.

"So--"

He reached to the side, and an adjutant immediately handed him a long sword.

The blade is made of high-toughness martensitic aging steel, the cutting edge is polycrystalline cubic boron nitride, the surface has a diamond-like carbon coating, and it is vacuum diffusion welded and cast: a truly high-tech weapon!

It's easy to cut a hair with a breath, and even cut through metal; as long as you have enough strength, you can do it!

These materials were originally designed for use on lathes that cut metal.

"Hahaha, I'll join the battle too!"

Having said that, he charged towards the vines, sword in hand, and with a swift stroke, the blade fell—

Pfft

He swung his knife and cut down a vine blocking his path.

The boy named Bu Buzhang was already panting heavily as he stormed into a residential area.

Humans are not machines, and he is just an ordinary person: even if he trains hard, the exertion of running and fighting at the same time is too great; even famous generals in ancient times needed horses for their legs.

"It's impossible to walk on the street,"

There were broken-down vehicles everywhere, and overgrown vegetation made it difficult for even bicycles to pass, let alone regular cars.

So he could only wander through these residential areas, and after running this far, he had no idea where he was. "My phone,"

He held a long knife in one hand and pulled out his phone with the other.

The boy quickly located himself by opening Google Maps.

It's only because of these convenient tools that he could find his way around. Otherwise, in this 'forest' of reinforced concrete and vines, even a local like him would get lost after just a few steps.

"By the way, maybe Yui's phone is already charging?"

The boy dialed his childhood sweetheart's number again, anxiously praying that the other end would answer, but he overlooked:
In the shadows, vines slithered like snakes beneath my feet!
"Answer the phone, answer it—"

brush,

Next second,
My ankle tightened, and my vision spun.

He was suddenly hoisted up, and even more vines surged up from him.

? ?
"Get here, you bastards!"

Instinctively dropping his phone, Bu Buzhang gripped the knife with both hands, attempting to cut the vines.

But it's not that simple.
Humans are terrestrial creatures, long accustomed to using their feet to exert force; how can they cut vines with only arm strength without their feet on the ground?

Then he wouldn't have been hung up.

rustling,

As the vines wriggled, a plant resembling a 'Venus flytrap' with a huge, flat mouth crawled towards them.

Oops!

If you were swallowed by this thing, your life would end there.

"I will not die here, absolutely not!"

The long sword in his hand slashed heavily at the enormous plant, but:
bite,

A crisp sound, and my hand felt light.

When Bu Buzhang, who had been hung up, looked again, all that was left in his hand was the hilt of a knife.

Ultimately, it was just an 'ornament'; after being hacked and slashed all the way through, it had long since reached its limit.

"I"

Is that all?

With his hands and feet entangled by several vines, the boy was forced into the enormous 'mouth organ,' his face filled with resentment and despair.

Yui hasn't confessed his feelings to her yet.
call out---

puff,

At the critical moment,
An arrow struck the huge, flat-mouthed weapon.

Sizzle sizzle

The next moment, wisps of pungent blue smoke suddenly rose from the spot where the arrow had struck.

For a moment, the plant began to struggle violently as if it were alive: it just didn't have vocal cords, otherwise it would have definitely screamed.

Whoosh, whoosh,

Two more arrows came flying.

It accurately hit the huge flat-mouthed weapon.

In the midst of an even more intense struggle, the vines binding Bubu Zhang loosened.

Boom!
He fell to the ground.
"Come here quickly, over here!"

From the direction the arrow came from, a figure holding a compound bow waved and shouted.

mobile phone!

However, the landed Bubu Zhang
But the first thing they did was rush towards the light on the ground.

After picking up the phone, he rolled away, narrowly avoiding the wildly flailing tentacles, before rushing towards the figure.

"follow me,"

Led by the other party, the two ran to a spot in the residential area.

"I'm coming!"

The gate over there was open, and several people were nervously guarding the entrance.

"Miss Erke is back! Close the door! Close the door!"

After Bu Buzhang ran in, the people immediately closed the door.

"Quickly, block it!"

"Young man, you're being too reckless."

"If it weren't for Miss Erke, you would be dead."

The door was closed, and the people hurriedly used heavy cabinets to block it shut, then began to complain.

"Feel sorry,"

Following the customs of island nations, Urabe immediately bowed his head and apologized.

If someone hadn't saved him,
I'm afraid he's already dead.

"Thank you so much--?"

He looked up and saw a figure holding a bow and arrow; it turned out to be a girl about his age.

this,

"My name is Niko Rei, nice to meet you."

The girl confidently extended her hand. She had short hair and was wearing sportswear. She wore a triangular 'chest protector' to prevent the bowstring from rubbing against her chest; together with arm guards and finger cots, it could also enhance support.

With the compound bow in his hand, he's clearly a professional.

After shaking hands, the girl offered her explanation:
"I am a member of the school's archery club, and I have some experience in archery."

The girl's humble words made Bu Buzhang admire her even more.

"Thank you, Class Two."

"We were all saved by Miss Erke,"

Another boy, who was about the same age and had his hair down, spoke up.

"Everyone, please don't stand here, let's go to the rooms inside."

There are man-eating plants everywhere outside now, and no one can say for sure whether this iron gate can protect their safety.

After all, they had all witnessed firsthand the horrific scenes of vines reaching into buildings through windows, doors, and vents, then dragging people out or sucking them dry.

"Let's go inside,"

At the beckoning of the archery girl,
Bu Buzhang suppressed his anxiety and nodded.

He had lost his weapon and, having run all the way here, was exhausted and thirsty, and needed to rest.

"Miss Erke, and everyone else."

The door to the inner room opened, and a little girl poked her head out.

"Come quickly!"

"The government is broadcasting information about this supernatural disaster."

? !
Heard this news,

The crowd immediately rushed into the inner room.

People usually criticize the government all the time, but when it really comes down to it, the government is the only one they can rely on.

unfortunately,

They were quickly disappointed.