A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 179 The strong should ignore a hail of bullets

"Blue Egret 1, target locked."

Hundreds of meters away from the formation of 'Oda Army' soldiers that kept emerging, in a building, a sniper, dressed in full-coverage combat uniforms that revealed not a trace of skin, heat, or even breath, was holding a huge, black, two-meter-long sniper rifle.

This thing is more like a sniper cannon than a gun:

Weighing a terrifying 65 kilograms, it had to be disassembled and carried by three operators to move.

Yes, three people: in addition to the sniper who is responsible for aiming, there are two assistant shooters and spotters who share some of the recoil.

It is loaded with 20mm composite armor-piercing rounds: capable of causing dual damage of 'armor penetration + incendiary explosion', and is one of the 'anti-supernatural weapons' recently developed by the island nation.

As the power with the most supernatural beings, the island nation's government has not abandoned 'traditional' technological weaponry and is accelerating research into various extreme weapons: such as the 'Termite II' high-temperature armor-piercing baton deployed by the Osaka military. And this one, for example:

Prototype Heavy Sniper Rifle: Type A / XPR-01
This weapon, packed with high-quality components, boasts a terrifying muzzle velocity exceeding 1200 meters per second. With the aid of drones and AI assistance, its range reaches a staggering 4000 meters—in short, it's a weapon of the 'new era.' However, its exorbitant cost of tens of millions makes it utterly devoid of cost-effectiveness.

Now is the time to test the power of this weapon.

This sniper team landed thousands of meters away and then risked their lives to storm this location. Their purpose was:

"Aim at the target, fire!"

As soon as the order came through the headset, the sniper decisively pulled the trigger.

boom! !

Even with multiple hydraulic/electromagnetic buffer systems, the three of them still shuddered violently.

Hundreds of meters away, beside the 'Yellow Springs Swamp', a female 'evil spirit' with tattered clothes turned her head in confusion.

"Ok?"

boom----

Behind her, the earth first rose high up, then exploded like a fountain!

Earth and rocks flew everywhere, revealing a deep, sloping depression.

But for this 'Izumizu Hima-onna':
"What flew by?"

For Him, the attack just now didn't even manage to 'startle' Him.

The passive ability of the Spirit-Spirit Fruit: Spirit Transformation

In the world of One Piece, the user was Perona: with this spirit form technique, she completely ignored all of Usopp's attacks and almost single-handedly wiped out the Straw Hat Pirates.

For the Straw Hat crew, who had not yet mastered 'Haki' at that time, Perona was an invincible force.

He lacked any domineering aura, and you couldn't even touch her.

Of course, Perona also has the weakness of her 'true form'.

These 'Izumi Higashinome' created by someone are real spirits: just like the negative ghosts released by Perona, they are impossible to attack.

In places where there is no overwhelming power, it is an invincible existence, just like the 'Natural Type'.

"It was some kind of arquebus attack,"

Oda Nobunaga, mounted on his horse, turned his head to look in the direction from which the sniper shot had come.

"I'll send someone right away."

"No need,"

The 'Izumi Hikari,' who was working together to create a 'magic circle' to produce soldiers of the underworld, revealed a crazed expression.

"Dare to attack us?"

"He must regret ever being born."

Tap tap tap,

"Task failed, repeat once, task failed."

Amidst the hurried footsteps, three snipers were quickly descending the stairs, preparing to evacuate.

"The other side is unharmed and may launch a counterattack soon."

"Even if it means death, we will fight to the very end!"

"what?!"

"what!"

Through the cameras on these snipers, the Metropolitan Police Department behind them witnessed a horrific scene.

Three semi-transparent phantoms came through the wall and passed through their bodies.

The next second, the elite snipers, handpicked with steely will and impeccable loyalty, all stopped in their tracks and knelt down.

"I'm not even as good as a cockroach; it doesn't matter if I die."

"I don't deserve to live in this world, I'm sorry."

"If there is an afterlife, I want to be a snail."

Amidst dejected murmurs, the three elite snipers ripped off their helmets and began monotonously and mechanically slamming their heads against the ground.

Boom, boom, boom,

"Stop! What are you doing?"

Thump, thump

"Cheer up!"

Boom!
"asshole--"

Seeing their elite troops, utterly dejected, repeatedly kowtowing until they crashed to their deaths, the commanders of the Metropolitan Police Department behind them were both shocked and furious.

What ability is this?
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.

"Technological weapons are indeed ineffective."

"Isn't that obvious, Director?"

In the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department Chief's office, Miyako Hana receives a report from the front lines and complains.

“Those three semi-transparent women are clearly 'evil spirits'.”

How could he possibly be injured by a bullet?
It's not like it's a bullet that's silver-plated, soaked in holy water, or engraved with scriptures.

Besides, will the evil spirits of island nations even fall for this?
That's still a problem.

"It's highly likely that even a nuclear bomb wouldn't be effective."

If those three 'evil spirits' cannot be eliminated, the Oda army will be endless.

"call,"

Thinking about this, Director Fujita couldn't help but sigh.

Since announcing his resignation, the prime minister has been 'liberated' and is all smiles every day: given his position as prime minister, his safety is not a problem unless he is specifically targeted.

In this way, all the burden fell on the director's shoulders: but what could he do?
Should we use the "Rebirth Sutra" to help the deceased find peace?
Useless monk!
The thought of the stammering and embarrassing behavior of the head monk of the Pure Land School gave the director an even bigger headache.

"Director, there's no need to worry too much."

Miya Kana pointed to the numerous images on the many screens in the office.

"Army forces from various countries have entered Nagoya and are engaged in fierce battles with the Oda army."

"We have repeatedly notified the remaining civilians to take refuge in sturdy underground fortifications. If things become unbearable—"

Then let's use saturation bombardment!
They might even drop a nuclear bomb!
Then pray that those underground fortifications are strong enough.

Now that things have come to this, even she can't care about being a 'woman's kind heart' anymore.

"Moreover, our supernatural experts are not afraid of the enemy's firearms."

———— "Iron block!"

On the streets of Nagoya's Naka Ward, the short-haired, fierce-looking "girl" Eguchi stood in a horse stance, letting bullets rain down on her.

Ding ding ding ding ding,

"Wood big wood big wood big——"

Such attacks were no different from tickling him.

Until a 'King Kong Warrior' carrying a heavy 'big barrel' aimed at it.

Then pull the trigger.

boom! !

The flames and smoke from the explosion instantly engulfed the 'girl'.

"estuary?"

"Sister, I'm fine."

Amidst the smoke of the explosion, Eguchi, maintaining his horse stance, grinned.

"That's more like it! Again, again!"

He shouted grandly, but his clothes were actually charred and torn, proving that his "qi" was insufficient to protect them.

That's why such attacks can be used to hone his 'iron block' technique.

And the 'domineering aura' that I haven't yet mastered.

Iron blocks are a classic example of "physical training".

And domineering aura is also sublimated in battle, along with one's spirit and body.

Therefore, Jiangkou's exercise method is very 'scientific'.

"Wow, this guy actually withstood artillery fire with his bare body!"

The "News King" flying in the air gave Eguchi a close-up shot.

"Lord Eguchi, you truly are the toughest man in the world!"

【man?】

Is that chest muscle?

[Fool, Lord Eguchi is under a curse; his gender is temporarily distorted.]

【I see--】

As the "well-informed person" in the live stream revealed, countless people around the world realized that the short-haired girl was actually a man.

Regardless of gender, even armored vehicles cannot withstand artillery shells with their bare bodies.

Supernatural power, terrifying indeed.

And on the other side,
Bang bang bang bang bang bang,

A dense chorus of gunfire, like popping beans, erupted. Dark figures darted and darted through the buildings and alleyways on both sides of the street, firing short flintlock pistols. Bullets rained down from all directions, showing no fear of accidentally injuring their comrades. However:
Ding ding ding ding ding,

Amidst the equally intense clanging of metal, countless sparks exploded around the aloof and beautiful samurai standing in the middle of the street.

It looked as if invisible fireworks were blooming all around her.

In reality, it was countless deadly bullets.

"Don't you have any other skills?"

Standing still, Machii Isao, whose long sword was swung so fast that the blade and even an arm were no longer visible, coldly questioned.

As if provoked by her attitude, more than a dozen shuriken shaped like cross-shaped throwing stars came hurtling towards them.

These shuriken, some straight, some curved, interweave and conceal each other—spinning at high speed, cutting through the air and emitting a terrifying hissing sound. If even one is missed, flesh and blood will be torn apart immediately.

Machii Isao's response was simple: he slashed forward with his long sword.

Even though it was a forward slash, the shuriken, whether from the front, side, or behind, were all neatly split in two.

The so-called "one cut" is just a misconception for most people.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

The shuriken that had been cleaved apart exploded one after another.

Heat waves rolled in, and black smoke filled the sky. Because these shuriken were made with high explosives, the area was instantly engulfed in fireballs and smoke, with sparks raining down. The flames also brought billowing poisonous smoke, causing the trees and plants along the street to wither and fall like rain, completely obscuring sight and sound.

"That's more interesting,"

Amidst the explosions and smoke, Machii Isao's voice rang out.

Brush, brush, brush, brush, brush, brush

The next second, dark figures shot towards him from the invincible, alley, gate, window, and even doghouse on both sides of the street.

Dressed in black, with a black veil covering his face, he wore classic ninja attire, and silently thrust out a dull dagger in his hand.

At the same time, several ninjas suddenly pulled.

Several barely perceptible alloy wires cut through the smoke and dust of the explosion, slicing towards the center.

Killing moves are everywhere, from the sky to the ground!
Just then, a strange 'water wave' suddenly expanded out from the center of the explosion.

This was certainly not a ripple: because an invisible slash cut through the alloy wire without any resistance; cracks also appeared out of thin air on the bodies of the ninjas who leaped and stabbed at them—but this was only the prelude.

"Still Water Slash!"

Puff puff puff puff puff,

The next moment, the heads and bodies of those ninjas who leaped forward were dislocated.

It was like performing some kind of separation magic trick, with the head flying backward and the body parts falling to the ground.

No blood splattered, no severed limbs, no fierce fighting—these 'Koga ninjas' fell helplessly to the ground like a group of puppets whose strings had been suddenly ripped off.

Even the smoke and dust from the explosion dissipated silently, leaving only Machii Isao, who remained crouched and in a sword-drawing stance.

And his tightly closed eyes.

"I see,"

This is the feeling of 'round'.

Finally, they successfully executed the technique called 'Circle'.
This clear sense of having everything around him under his control made Machii Isao unable to help but smile.

His swordsmanship has reached a new level.

Wow!

"He actually killed eight D-rank ninjas in one move."

The 'News King' hovering in the sky couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Lord Machii's swordsmanship is the best in the world!"

"No,"

The aloof and beautiful woman who stood up shook her head in response.

“My swordsmanship is far inferior to that of Lord Gouchen.”

Having only barely mastered the techniques of 'domineering' and 'roundness', how dare I claim to be invincible?

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.

P.S.: I forgot to post yesterday, and only realized it when I woke up. Sorry~~ (scratching head)
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