A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 168 The Forces Under His Command

"Hmph, they're all idiots~~"

Amidst the chaos at Osaka University, large numbers of fully armed soldiers and special police were rushing to the area where the 'riot' had occurred; this made Number 17, who was standing on a tree trunk overlooking the whole situation, feel intellectually crushed.

With just a slight move, it threw humanity into chaos.

Next:
As the palm was opened, the skin transformed into wriggling vines, revealing a mushroom.

These wood spirits are essentially 'Homies' created by fusing plants with human souls; naturally, they can hide objects inside their bodies—they don't even need to maintain a human form, which is just a lazy act by 'Liuhe'.

"Over there?"

At this distance, the 'Tracking Mushroom' in her hand was able to clearly locate the corpse of number 7.

brush,

Leaping down from the tree trunk

Number 17, also covered in vines, strode off in the direction the mushroom pointed.

? !
"An escaped 'volunteer' has appeared in Area A!"

"To reiterate, an escaped 'volunteer' has appeared in Area A!"

As Number 17 ran over, he immediately attracted the attention of many soldiers stationed in Area A. While reporting the situation, these soldiers aimed their guns at the 'person' rushing towards them.

"stop,"

"Don't move!"

Despite spouting empty warnings, the soldiers had already pulled the triggers.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang,

Bullets came hurtling in like a spray of water, scattering sparks as they hit the vines wrapped around No. 17: whether live bullets or tranquilizer darts, they were all blocked by these 'steel vines'.

To get those 'idiots' to help her share the pressure and attract attention, on the 17th, all the other volunteers were dressed in 'steel vine armor'.

"Their armor is very thick,"

"Stop shooting!"

"Prepare for close-quarters combat!"

After discovering that the firearms were ineffective, the soldiers guarding the area shouted warnings.

Soldiers in Sector D have informed all university personnel that the vines encasing these 'volunteers' are extremely tough, possessing the strength of a Level 5 body armor. Furthermore, because it's a full-coverage, armor-like defense, it has no weaknesses: if someone could aim for the eyes, that would indeed be a weakness.

However, even professional snipers find it difficult to accurately hit the eye in high-speed mobile warfare.

Moreover, those covered in vines also know their weaknesses; as long as they protect their eyes, they are 'invincible'.

No wonder!
"Do you think there's nothing we can do about this?"

Dropping their weapons, several soldiers pulled out short sticks and charged at the enemy.

This was not simply recklessness: the unassuming short sticks in their hands were high-tech weapons called 'Termite II'.

"Ok?"

unfortunately,

They didn't know that beneath the vines,

Not an ordinary 'volunteer', but Wood Spirit No. 17.

Just as the two sides were about to make contact, Number 17, who had been deliberately suppressing his strength, suddenly accelerated!
Several elite soldiers from the island nation were hit by punches in the blink of an eye: in the groin, throat, and knee. They were lucky not to die on the spot from the heavy blows to places that the protective gear could not protect.

Of course, there's also the reason why 17 deliberately suppressed their strength.

brush--

Reaching out, he picked up a strange 'stick'.
The clearly forward-pushing button on top makes it immediately clear how to use it.

He jabbed the stick into the helmet of the soldier who had been kicked in the knee and was kneeling on the ground, then pushed the button.

Zizizi! !

A blinding white 'light' erupted from the short stick, melting the soldier's helmet in the blink of an eye. The metallic jet, reaching a temperature of 2500°C, shot straight forward, piercing the skull, evaporating the brain matter, and instantly halting the soldier's thought process.

"Oh? Interesting toy."

Unexpectedly, this was the scene. Number 17 glanced at the scattered 'short sticks' on the ground and showed interest.

'Termite Type II' High-Temperature Armor-Piercing Rod
This is a new type of equipment recently produced by the Osaka military, specifically designed to deal with plant monsters—and equally effective against other armored units.

Shaped like a short, thick tactical baton, the baton head is not a smooth hemispherical shape, but a complex nozzle made of ultra-high temperature resistant ceramic and metal: it stores a special thermite inside, and once it is stuck on an enemy, pushing the button will cause a jet of metal at up to 2500°C to gush out.

Enough to melt steel instantly: very much in line with the usual style of island nations.

Yes, the principle is the same as the "Type 4 anti-tank mine" that the island nation used to deal with American tanks during World War II. That thing looks like a toilet plunger. Because it was dangerous to operate and had a very low actual hit rate, it was nicknamed "idiot's stick" by the Americans.

However, technology is constantly advancing, and the 'Termite Type II' high-temperature armor-piercing baton is now fully capable of handling real combat: I just tried it out on the 17th.

"Not bad!"

With a wave of his hand, a large number of flying vines wrapped up the high-temperature armor-piercing staff on the ground.

"Let me have some fun."

???

"This guy, he's not—"

Before a horrified soldier could finish speaking, a high-temperature armor-piercing club was thrust into his face.

Sizzle sizzle

In an instant, his entire face was like butter that had been pierced by a hot knife, melting, sinking, and leaving a horrifying hole.

The other soldiers also realized that the 'vine-armored man' in front of them was definitely not an ordinary 'volunteer,' but rather:

"A supernatural existence?!"

"Run!!"

"Mother--"

Faced with this situation, how could the remaining soldiers dare to linger any longer?

Even if they are the 'elite of the elite,' they are still members of the Osaka Legion; the fact that they have persisted until now is already a testament to their worth.

If we don't run now, are we going to wait until we get a big hole in our head?

hateful!

Why make the weapons so powerful?
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In the experimental building in Area A
"Doctor, the enemy has broken in! We must get out of here!"

As the professor rushed in shouting for his assistant, his gray-haired head flew across the lab bench.

"No, I can't leave."

This is a supernatural corpse, and a 'wood spirit' that defies biology;
Perhaps this is the only opportunity he'll ever have in his life to conduct this research. How could he possibly bear to leave? Even if it's just for one more minute or second—

"what!!"

Pfft

Blood splattered on the old professor's face, while his assistant, pierced by vines, convulsed beside him.

However, the old professor remained glued to the data before him, because he knew he could be the one to die any second, and he needed to look at it as much as possible, while he could. "Huh?"

As the vines retracted, the assistant's body slid down.

A questioning voice came from behind.

"Old man, what are you doing?"

"I am studying the physiological structure of wood spirits."

The old professor, without turning his head, continued his experiment as if nothing was wrong, while trying to stall for time.

"Do you know what this means?"

"A completely new life form, different from plants and animals, which, if thoroughly studied, might even lead to immortality—"

Brush, brush, brush, brush, brush

One after another, vines shot out from behind, instantly turning the control panel in front of the old professor into a pile of scrap metal.

"What does that have to do with me?"

The vines will close up in the next second.

"It's related, Lord Wood Spirit!"

"My research may enhance your capabilities."

All the vines took a collective meal.

strength?

This statement piqued the interest of Number 17.

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"Osaka University has been attacked?!"

At the Osaka Police Headquarters, numerous high-ranking officials rushed into the command room, and before they could even understand what was happening, they heard that signature laugh.

"Waaaaaaahh ...

"You mere human, do you think you're worthy to fight me?"

Rumble, rumble! !
Amidst the maniacal laughter, the enormous vine giant burst through the buildings in Area A, like a giant emerging from its shell. It stood up amidst countless scattered building debris and various office and research equipment, overlooking the entire university campus.

"Today, I'll show you what happens when you offend me."

After saying that, the giant vine-like tree-man punched and kicked, turning large areas of buildings into ruins, which made the high-ranking officials of the Osaka government furious.

"Kill her! Kill her!"

"We can't let her continue to sabotage our research, our hope for immortality!"

Not only did the Osaka leadership notice this towering tree-like figure, but the 'volunteers' inside Osaka University, who had left behind several corpses and were still being suppressed after seizing weapons, also noticed this magnificent figure.

"It's Lord Number 17!"

"Let's hurry over and meet up with the adults."

Unlike their excited companions, several 'volunteers' took advantage of the chaos to quietly retreat and head in the opposite direction.

Fight their way out with Wood Spirit 17? What a joke! Putting aside whether Wood Spirit even considers them allies, just the fact that they're all together means that if the government uses heavy firepower: don't be fooled by that giant's size and terrifying appearance, do you think he can withstand missiles?

Since they won't believe it anyway, might as well take this opportunity to escape—?!

"Ok?"

They hadn't run very far.

The volunteers all stopped in their tracks.

Because a figure flew over from the other side. She looked like an ordinary human girl, but how could they not recognize her?
"S-Sir!"

"grown ups!"

That's right, the person they unexpectedly encountered was number 17, who was carrying two people as tall as him and entwined with vines in a 'human shape'.

"What are you doing here?"

What?
Of course, I'd do the same as you and run away.

No one could say such a thing, nor would they dare to.

The lead 'volunteer' had a sudden inspiration.

"My lord, we have come to follow you."

"Humans are so awful!"

"We are willing to join the ranks of adults and dedicate ourselves to the cause of greening the world."

???

The other 'volunteers' were taken aback for a moment, and then they realized what was happening.

"Yeah yeah."

"Sir, I've been an environmentalist since I was a child!"

"As you know, I love forests the most."

As long as we can live, it's just a matter of shouting slogans; what's there to hesitate about?

"Huh, you guys?"

Number 17's sneer swept over the group, making these 'volunteers' feel as if a blade had slashed their necks.

Whether this person could defeat an army, they didn't know. But to kill them, all it took was one thought: don't forget, they were still wearing the vine armor bestowed upon them by the enemy.

thud,

However, in the end, Number 17 did not choose to kill.

Instead, he threw one of the two 'human-shaped vines' he was carrying in front of several volunteers.

"Want to become my subordinate?"

"Yes,"

"My lord, please give me a chance."

Several volunteers nodded frantically. In this supernatural era, it would be ideal to be able to latch onto this person's coattails.

Whether it's an island nation or the whole world, countless people want to curry favor with powerful figures, but strong individuals like 'Nobleman', 'Gouchen', 'Tai Chang', and 'Liu He' don't even have such thoughts.

"Alright, then I'll give you your first task."

Pointing to the 'human-shaped vine' she had left behind, Number 17 casually gave the order.

"Bring this guy to Takatsuki City to see me."

After saying that, he turned around and flew away carrying another 'humanoid vine'. Inside this 'humanoid vine' was the corpse of Number 7.

Even after acquiring the ability, Number 17 will still take the body back; after all, they're sisters.

If we say we'll let her return to her roots, we must do it!

(End of this chapter)