A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 178 The World Dances in the Palm of Your Hand
Banqiao District
"Nagoya suffered a great loss."

Kaori Inoue watched the live broadcast on TV. Even from a brief aerial view, she could see thick smoke everywhere and corpses scattered all over the place.

The previous two "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons" also resulted in high casualties. However, those "nightmare monsters" didn't damage buildings, and many people were killed inside, making it seem less terrifying. Besides, Kaori was in the middle of the battlefield at that time and didn't have time to observe the battlefield from a macro perspective.

"Brother Lu, should I go and help too?"

"But you're not suited for legion battles."

Qiuyue Ritsu raised her hand to stop her, then calmly 'analyzed' the situation.

"Your weapon needs a certain amount of time to reload after the bullets are fired."

At this point, the five little figures beside him were speechless.

Their true form is a pistol, and the moving 'little people' are actually just like the 'bullets,' creations of the pistol.

A bullet needs time to reload after being fired, which means that Kaori Inoue usually fights while simultaneously shooting and running. It's not that she necessarily needs to maintain mobility, but rather that she needs to wait for her pistol to be reloaded.

Simply put, skills have cooldowns (CDs).

"As for your 'Wei Dou', it can only be used a few times."

The so-called 'Haki' is Haki: Unlike the monsters in the One Piece world who can use Haki for a long time after awakening it, the 'supernatural masters' in this world are out of breath after using Haki a few times, and are ten or even nine times more weak than Trafalgar Law.

If this continues,

In this world, it's not just about the strength of one's domineering aura, but also about the timing of its use.

"In such a large-scale war, you are no more advantageous than an ordinary supernatural being."

In conclusion, Qiuyue Li

“Brother Lu is right,”

Kaori Inoue nodded in agreement with this analysis.

She is a specialist in 'one-on-one' battles, and the kind where she defeats the strong with the weak: no matter how strong the opponent is, they will be slowed down when they encounter 'Lucky Fruit'.

Conversely, crushing weaker opponents isn't Inoue Kaori's forte: her bullets and Haki are limited. And with the Lucky Fruit—if she's already crushing weaker opponents, why would she need any more luck?

To dominate weaker opponents, you need wide-area attacks.

Or a monster with a constitution that can fight for a long time.

"Actually, Ashiya Doman's abilities are only suitable for crushing weaker opponents."

Because that ability, known as 'Super God Imitation Painting,' is actually the 'Pen-Pen Fruit,' which can create a large number of grunts and launch large-scale group attacks.

It can be said,
They were born for group battles.

Kanjuro, no longer hiding his strength, unleashes a variety of wide-range attacks in all sorts of creative ways.

Then he was instantly killed in a one-on-one fight.

"Kaoru?"

When her younger sister was mentioned, Kaori couldn't help but get a headache again.

"I wonder what her situation is like now?"

In the supernatural era, having power is certainly a good thing. But given Kaoru's situation, if she truly masters the power of a great Onmyoji, she'll probably come and steal her older sister's man again.

"Don't panic,"

In response, Akizuki Ritsu calmly waved his hand.

"That's a secret technique of a great Onmyoji; how could it be so easy to master?"

Even he himself needed to rely on other Devil Fruit abilities to perform the scene of the 'Takamagahara' divine descent.

Finally, due to exhaustion, Ashiya Doman had to leave the stage—with Akizuki Ritsu's current strength, he was naturally invincible. But merely being invincible at the planetary level was clearly not enough to satisfy him.

"I hope Kaoru can master it soon."

When the time comes, we can bring her out to fight in team battles and also get some experience from the 'Pen-Pen Fruit'.

Thinking about the issue of gaining experience points, Qiuyue Ritsu unconsciously started writing and drawing on "As I Tell My Story" with her pen.

It's time for the forces of 'Yellow Springs' to make their appearance.

As his skill in hand-crafting 'Homies' became more and more refined, Akizuki Ritsu began to delegate this ability to 'create familiars' to others, allowing the 'supernatural powerhouses' he created to also possess the ability to create specific 'Homies'.

For example, 'Liuhe' can create 'wood spirits' with its soul after obtaining the approval of 'benefactor'.

Then let's create a few more 'maids'.

As soon as Qiuyue had a thought...
The 'nobleman' in Nagoya immediately received the order.

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.

"Is that so?"

"Yeah, I'm getting a little tired of it too."

Standing atop the Nagoya TV Tower, the jet-black beauty waved her sleeve.

Constantly creating various 'Homies' by hand is quite a hassle. Anyway, now that someone can precisely bestow abilities upon others and restrict those abilities, it's time for the supernatural to spread on a large scale.

"The rest is up to you."

As the 'benefactor' waved his hand, three white figures flew out from his sleeves and headed towards the city embroiled in battle.

These three figures resembled traditional 'evil spirits,' with translucent bodies, rotten and tattered long dresses, distorted faces, blood flowing from their seven orifices, disheveled hair, and numerous horrific scars all over their bodies, the result of countless cruel tortures.

The direction these three 'evil spirits' flew off in was:
"Ok?"

They are riding horses.

Oda Nobunaga looked up as he walked out of a building materials factory.

"Izumi Hiyori, what brings you here?"

The so-called "Quanjin Rixia Nü" is actually another name for the Ugly Woman of the Underworld: and the Ugly Woman of the Underworld is the maid of the Lord of the Underworld.

In mythology, the two creator gods broke apart, and the ashamed and angry Izanami sent a large number of "Izumi-hisa-onna" to pursue Izanagi. It's not that these demon women were so powerful that even the creator god fled in panic, but rather because Izanami was also in hot pursuit.

"Hehehe, we're here to help you."

"And collect payment as a side effect."

As servants of Izanami, these evil spirits are by no means weak.

"Hasn't the payment already been delivered?"

Oda Nobunaga spoke calmly.
In order to leave Yomotsu Hirasaka, he promised to send ten million people to the Lord of Yomotsu.

During the time he roamed the island nation, the entire island nation only had 12 million people: it was thanks to the large population of that era, otherwise he could have slaughtered the entire island nation and still not raised enough for the 'ransom'.

This is also why he was able to leave the underworld.

Why don't those high-ranking figures come out on their own?

Even slaughtering the entire world wouldn't be enough to force them to reveal even a single hand or foot.

"That's right, we have already received a considerable number of souls."

A woman named Izumizu Hima answered with a sinister smile.

"So, we've come to deliver new 'resources' to you."

After saying that, the three 'Izumi Hikari Women' flew to the open space in front of the building materials factory and stood in a triangle.

In island mythology, the number three represents nobility.

The three noble children and the three sacred treasures—as these three 'Izumi-hisa-onna' began their hand seals and prayers…
At their feet—no, at their feet—immediately surged and bubbled like a swamp.

Beneath one person's feet, a profusion of crimson spider lilies bloomed; around another person, numerous broken swords and spears were stuck in the ground; in another person's hand, a bronze mirror, polished to a dark luster, appeared.

"Yomi no Hirasaka, split open!"

"Roll down, you thousand-stone boulder!"

As they chanted, the ground between the triangular areas began to soften, churn, and turn into a yellowish-brown swamp.

At the same time, a pale mist rose from the swamp, like smoke and pillars, menacing and menacing.

Shadows loomed in the mist, as if it were a land of the dead.

"Ok?"

This bizarre sight caught the attention of the 'News King' in the sky.

"what is that?"

Be careful, something looks bad over there.

Something's about to come out!

Let's fly closer and take a look.

[Your choice, Mr. News King, is entirely up to you.]

Various experts spoke in the live broadcast room, but as the comments on the screen said, it ultimately depends on the 'News King's' own choice.

"it is good,"

With a turn of its wings, News King flew off in that direction.

As for the 'air strike team' member who chased him earlier?
They've already been left behind!

"Someone... wait, who are those three?"

As the 'News King' approached, three figures 'forming a battle array and chanting' came into view: their standard semi-transparent evil spirit designs sent a chill down the spines of the bird-men in the sky.

In traditional ghost stories, evil spirits are not affected by the laws of physics—the nightmare of the 'Night Parade of One Hundred Demons' was the most troublesome for all countries because of this invincible characteristic, and they could only be defeated by courage.

"O world, be defiled! O eternal darkness, overflow!"

?

The chanting coming from below

This made 'News King' feel uneasy.

Not only him, but anyone in the island nation watching the live stream knew something was wrong as soon as they heard this.

[Host, stop them!]

This must be some kind of summoning ritual.

[Is another big boss going to appear?]

Even if you say that…

The "News King," circling in the air, looked rather helpless.
"I am not good at fighting."

He wasn't just bad at fighting; he'd never fought at all: running away from danger was the key to survival for a 'war correspondent'.

They could only watch helplessly as the live stream continued.

Listen, warriors who lie buried in the land of the dead!

"Now, let us gather here and temporarily borrow our weapons to annihilate our enemies!"

"Drink! Drink! Drink!"

As the three 'evil spirits' below simultaneously clasped their hands together, countless pale, skeletal arms wreathed in black mist struggled out from the churning mud in their center; followed by foot soldiers and samurai clad in ancient, tattered armor.
As they stood up, mud flowed up their ankles, filling the space between their armor and skeleton.

In the blink of an eye, Oda's army appeared before everyone.

[Is this the magic circle used to summon Oda's army?]

Destroy it!

[Easier said than done, who's going? You?]

[Damn it, if this formation isn't destroyed, then...]

The Oda army kept coming in?
If this continues, the only option left is to drop nuclear weapons.

Otherwise, if the enemy's military formation is allowed to expand like this, not only Nagoya, but the entire island nation will suffer.
Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

What do the experts say?

Seeing this, Director Fujita couldn't help but rub his temples.

"Some experts say that Oda's army had a standing force of 20,000,"

Miya Kana also witnessed this scene through the live broadcast of 'News King'.

Meanwhile, the historians urgently summoned by the island nation's government are arguing fiercely.

"Some say it's 200,000,"

"Or, under extreme mobilization conditions, we might be able to raise 400,000."

Of course, 400,000 would truly be the 'full strength of the entire nation'; even at the peak of the Oda clan, it would have been almost impossible.

But if 400,000 arquebusiers really come, then the island nation will have no choice but to ask Russia to drop nuclear bombs: the kind where they drop nuclear bombs on their own territory and then thank them.

"Commander, those newly arrived soldiers are unarmed!"

Miya Kana suddenly realized a problem.
"A soldier without weapons is a tiger without teeth—?!"

Before he could finish speaking, a large number of soldiers who had emerged from the 'Yellow Springs' began to walk towards 'Oda Nobunaga'.

Immediately afterwards, flintlock muskets and cannons appeared out of nowhere.

Then these ancient soldiers picked it up.

???

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"Nothing."

What could Miya Kana say in response to the director's rude remarks?

This is not scientific—well, at this point, there's no need to talk about science anymore.

In fact, it's all very 'scientific': Nagoya was chosen because it has a large number of automobile manufacturing and aerospace industries, as well as huge reserves of various steel products.

The 'Oda Nobunaga' that someone personally created wasn't just wandering around the city 'revisiting old haunts,' but rather absorbing all sorts of metal materials along the way into his body: and then having the 'craftsmen' within his body forge them into weapons.

That's right, not only were the soldiers handcrafted on the spot, but even the weapons were fresh off the factory.

"This battlefield is entirely under my control."

Oda Nobunaga on horseback,
This is how it was announced.

However, regardless of this battlefield

Whether it's him or some other supernatural being, they're all in someone's hands.

(End of this chapter)