A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 126 Cultivation and Combat

Itabashi Ward, Kita Ward, Nerima Ward, Toshima Ward

"A large number of people have fallen into a coma, and the number of people affected is conservatively estimated to be over one million!"

There's no way around it; a metropolis like Tokyo has an incredibly high population density. In a sparsely populated place like in One Piece, a single use of Conqueror's Haki would only stir up a bunch of fish.

As he walked along the quiet street, Director Fujita gave orders as he went.

"Don't panic,"

"Send medical personnel to the above areas, and also—"

After glancing at the burning building ahead, the director added a comment.

"Firefighters."

This is truly an 'unwarranted disaster'.
In a fit of rage, that being caused millions of living beings to faint.

However, since those home appliances and cars are still running, it's normal for accidents to happen.

Even animals,

His gaze fell upon the fallen crows and the convulsing cats and dogs beside him, and Director Fujita felt even more awe.

It's laughable that there are powerful and wealthy people who want to give this person a 'younger' body. Don't they even consider why these supernatural beings would listen to them? Only those who were transformed from humans would initially have some 'sense of identification' with the government, right?

"Ah, this world."

How long can this stability be maintained?

Even he, the island nation's 'supernatural ruler,' felt that the future was bleak.

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.

Setagaya Ward,

Machii Residence

"Can't you?"

"Okay, thank you, Director Fujita."

Rin Machii, who had been kneeling in the corridor and answering a phone call with a serious expression, put down her phone.

“Father, Jiangkou.”

"The Metropolitan Police Department has informed us that there is currently no good way to deal with the 'curse' on you."

However, if it is a physical disability, one can seek that person's help—in other words, directly implanting male organs?
Isn't that...

Shaking his head to dismiss the strange thoughts in his mind, Machii Rin stood up.

Her 'father' and 'junior brother' were both standing in the courtyard.

"Master, what did that feeling just now..."

"Yes, it's some powerful being."

The two were gazing northwards, towards Itabashi Ward: the invisible shock that swept across might only cause a strange sense of unease for ordinary people in Setagaya Ward, but for them, it was proof of the existence of a powerful being!

Without a doubt, that was the will of some powerful being.

"So strong!"

The female version of Eguchi clenched her fist.

"To this day, I still haven't mastered my master's 'domineering aura'."

"No, your talent is beyond what I have ever seen in my life. Mastering 'domineering aura' is only a matter of time."

Machii Isao was extremely satisfied with his disciple: even after being transformed into a woman, his fighting spirit remained unwavering.

With this fighting spirit, he can practice the 'domineering' ability he has developed; once he has 'domineering', the gap between men and women will be greatly narrowed.

"Master, shall we continue?"

"it is good!"

Seeing his father and junior brother, both 'hot-blooded', start sparring again, Machii Rin couldn't help but facepalm.

Perhaps this is where I fall short of them?
Shibuya Ward

"Pervert, who was that just now?"

With one hand pulling up her pants and the other holding a cracked, menacing longsword, the blonde, blue-eyed 'girl' flipped onto the roof with a serious expression.

"Ah, that's the aura of some 'god'."

Siegfried's phantom emerged from 'Ryou's' body.

"god?"

This word startled Ling.

Even if most of the island nation's 'eight million gods' are fake, there are still some powerful ones; moreover, looking at the 'cracked' sky in the distance, such an astonishing celestial phenomenon, to say that they are fake would be a bit of self-deception.

“That’s perfectly normal,”

Siegfried's phantom shrugged.

"With the revival of spiritual energy in this world, it's natural that some 'gods' have come to play around and plot something."

"But none of that matters to us. First, train your body. Once your body is strong enough, I will teach you swordsmanship."

Without the strength, how can one even begin to challenge 'Odin'?
"So, this is what exercise is?"

Turning back into the room, pointing at the 'woman's body scattered all over the floor, Rei no longer had the desire to be angry.

"Why not?"

as predicted,

The 'great hero' inside the body naturally retorted:
"This is high-intensity exercise, much more effective than regular exercise."

"But this is my body."

"What do you mean, yours or mine?"

"We were comrades who fought side by side, why are you saying such things?"

Siegfried's phantom patted Ling on the shoulder, adopting a "good brother, let's share the good times" attitude.

"Keep going, keep going!"

"you--"

Before Ling could say anything more, Siegfried restrained her and continued charging with his gun.

The poor leopard has gone further and further down the path of 'inhumanity': it can only sigh helplessly and comfort itself.

To become a hero, one must endure all kinds of hardships.

This is her trial!
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.

Takatsuki City,

"Hahaha, it worked!"

Several oddly shaped entities,

Escape from a city overgrown with vines.

"I got two 'supernatural fruits' and Brother Zhen. I'm pretty lucky."

"Yeah, good luck."

The power armor became tattered, revealing the 'muddy body' inside, but the 'possession' named 'Kazuma' was in high spirits.

"In this way, Mako can also become a supernatural being."

"You're going to give this to your sister?"

Mr. Tree, still covered in vines, strode over, his gaze falling on the Metropolitan Police Department personnel.

"These guys—"

I'm afraid they won't agree.

"Mr. Tree, what do you think we are?"

Miya Kana, who was waiting outside, came up to greet them with a smile and outstretched hands.

"This era is an era of supernatural power, and you are the 'elites' of the new era."

Those once powerful and wealthy tycoons have fallen from grace. To seize something from the supernatural, at least an army would be needed: the problem is, the island nation doesn't have an army now, only the Metropolitan Police Department, which has acquired a large amount of modern weaponry and also controls supernatural powers.

"Director Fujita has ordered that we take one of the two fruits for research, and the other one will be divided among them."

However, Kazuma obtained that one by 'good luck,' so he naturally disposed of it himself.

"This supernatural disaster doesn't seem to be that strong."

When faced with the carefree mud doll 'Kazuma' who was taking off his shattered power armor, Miya Kana couldn't maintain her smile.

"You're indeed very lucky, that's because—"

Someone unfortunately distracted the 'big boss'.
Six Harmonies!

And that unlucky guy
It is none other than Ms. Kaori Inoue.

Thinking about this, Miya Hana also felt a headache coming on, but at the same time, she was also somewhat relieved.

She originally wanted to inform her best friends, Tenma Nozomi and Iori Kazuka, to come and "make a quick buck" and see if they could get a few supernatural fruits.

Looking back now, I'm glad I didn't come here, otherwise if I had encountered that 'Liuhe', I'm afraid I would have been finished here.

"Speaking of luck, we were indeed quite lucky."

The 'cleaver' that flew in from the side opened its mouth.
“This time, we encountered some plant enemies that looked like women.”

“They seemed quite interested in ‘Mr. Tree,’ which is why they didn’t kill him; otherwise, we wouldn’t have been able to break through so easily.”

Plant enemies that resemble women

What else could it be?
This information surprised Miya Kana.

In this day and age, things are changing so fast that even a high-ranking police officer like her is often caught off guard.

"who are you?"

In fact, the Metropolitan Police Department's "supernatural squad" is not the only one to encounter this kind of "female" plant opponent.

Both Fubuchi and Nikore, who were about to leave the city, encountered such an opponent.

"It's a monster!"

"Brother, what should we do?"

Not only the two of them, but perhaps it was just bad luck that they bumped into those thugs wearing gas masks.

Unfortunately, this time, a simple 'self-generating oxygen gas mask' is not enough to allow humans to come and go freely.

because:

"me?"

Perched on the shoulders of the giant tree-man,
She is a girl who is 'similar' to a normal human being.

The reason for the similarity is that she has human facial features, figure, and even vines wrapped around her body, which grow leaves to form an elegant 'short skirt'.

But her green skin and plant-like textures prove that she is not human.

"For the sake of you being able to dodge this big oaf,"

"I will mercifully tell you—"

The girl, who was perched on the shoulder of the eight-meter-tall tree-man, sat up and patted the 'mount' under her buttocks.

Boom, boom!
The giant tree-man took a step.
At the same time, a 'hand' the size of a motorhome extends:
"Sleeping is not allowed here,"

They arrested a thug who was lying in the rubble, pretending to be dead.

"Big brother, help—"

"Get up and go back to sleep!"

Snapped!
The tree-man slammed its hand into the ground, instantly leaving behind a pool of twisted flesh and blood.

? !
Such a tragic situation,

Whether it was Bu Buzhang and his companion or the thugs, their brows twitched wildly.

It wasn't just the brutality, but also the intelligence displayed by the other party.

"I am Wood Spirit No. 17, under Lord Liuhe's command."

"Isn't a Wood Sprite a tree-like being?"

Upon hearing Bubu Zhang point his sword at her, the plant girl sitting on the tall tree-man crossed her legs.

"Hey buddy, these big, goofy-looking guys are 'human-faced trees'."

“We are the ‘Wood Spirits’.”

The so-called "human-faced tree" is also a traditional ghost in the island nation.

Legend has it that this tree grows in the mountains, and its blooming flowers resemble human faces, silently smiling, and then withering away after the smile fades.

In retrospect, the legend may not be accurate.

The truth is that the large tree-like beings made of vines are creations of 'abundant fruit'.

This plant girl who calls herself "Wood Spirit" is naturally a product of the "Soul-Soul Fruit": as a top-tier Devil Fruit, the Soul-Soul Fruit can create a nation's soldiers, tools, and high-level combat units: it can even create a cadre like the rabbit "Randolph," who acts autonomously and has a bounty of hundreds of millions.

"you?"

With Yui's face flashing through his mind, the one-armed Urabe Akira raised the knife in his hand.

"Is there anyone among you named Yui?"

"I want to know—"

Boom!

Under the control of a plant girl who calls herself 'Wood Spirit No. 17'
The enormous vine-like tree-man stepped forward and raised his RV-sized fist.

"Beat me first, then we'll talk!"

With the addition of 'brains', the threat posed by these 'human-faced trees' increased exponentially.

at the same time,

"It's over, Master!"

"This is hell!!"

"Correction, we were thrown into 'Yomihirasaka'."

In the darkness, Kaori Inoue wandered aimlessly forward, surrounded by five glowing little figures, some solemn, some desperate, and some weeping.

"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of?"

Only "Number Two" remained true to his immature, chuunibyou (delusional) spirit, arms crossed.

"The nine spring summoning flags are still vibrating, and a hundred thousand people in the ghost domain will kill the prison king!"

"Gentlemen, we are here to assist our master in ascending the throne of the Lord of the Underworld!"

"Number Two, we only have five."

This time, no one beat him up;
Even the usually composed Number One offered a rare word of agreement.

They were thrown into the underworld by the "Rokuhe" under that great Yin-Yang Master, and their morale was low. Letting Number Two make jokes was not bad.

And to be honest, they are all people who have 'died once', so dying again doesn't seem to matter much.

But their master, Inoue Kaori—

"Don't worry about me,"

The girl was surprisingly calm.
"No matter where I am, I will find a way out and go back to see Brother Lu."

"Ah"

Just as Kaori finished speaking, a low, hoarse, cold laugh rang out.

"Find a way out? Little kid, what a boastful tone."

? !
"Someone?"

"Idiot, there's no way anyone could be here!"

So there are 'undesirens'? Whatever they are—

"Let's go ask for directions!"

(End of this chapter)