A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 59: Unleashing an 'Opportunity'

"Okay, I understand."

In the Metropolitan Police Department's command center, after listening to the report from the frontline personnel, Inspector Fujita gave a curt reply.

Since the head of the Sumitomo family is 'sensible' enough, let's just let this matter go; otherwise:

The director wouldn't mind arranging his 'accidental disappearance'.

Currently, the island nation possesses only a few supernatural entities, which are related to the subsequent production of the 'super injection,' making them invaluable; they are treasures that not only the island nation but also America cherish most.

In this situation, let alone killing a few tycoons, even if the prime minister were to be removed: it's no big deal, just replace him with someone else.

Japan's top male gunner is doing just fine, isn't he?

A prime minister is, after all, just a mortal.

The same applies to the powerful and wealthy.

"Hana, don't go too deep."

Compared to that, these 'supernatural forces' under the Metropolitan Police Department are far more valuable.

"Preserving oneself is the top priority; there are other supernatural entities in Meguro Ward."

"Yes, Director."

Hana's reply came through the earpiece.

She knew very well that it wasn't that her director had suddenly had a 'change of heart'; it was simply because they wanted to keep her as a 'raw material' for the super injection.

But—are there other supernatural entities?

Because she was on the front lines, Hana was unaware that the 'ninja' who attacked the American military base had also appeared on the battlefield. She was currently engaged in a fierce battle with a ninja monster called 'Wind Fox'.

Wielding a giant wind demon shuriken, 'Wind Fox' was incredibly fast, and its slashes could unleash invisible wind blades that tore apart streetlights, vehicles, and buildings in its path!

Faced with such a formidable enemy, even Machii Isao, who has already mastered the "Iron-Cutting Technique," must concentrate fully on dealing with it.

Otherwise, they will be cut in half on the spot by invisible wind blades!

"The power of dreams is amazing!"

In the sky, Tai Chang, with her ten fingers constantly tapping, looked delighted, almost as if she wanted to drill her temples with her index finger.

The Celestial Dragons control the world of One Piece and can feed Devil Fruits to their slaves; the Devil Fruits that their own people eat are naturally the most powerful of all.

For example, Guy's Azure Dragon Fruit and Kuma's Paw-Paw Fruit were actually 'prizes' that the Celestial Dragons brought out at God Valley to reward those elite Celestial Dragons who were brave and skilled.

The power of these two fruits is undeniable. And the dream-related abilities of the 'Kirin Fruit' truly live up to its Mythical Zoan status: it can materialize objects from dreams, creating something from nothing; the nightmare monsters it creates are extremely troublesome.

"And these nightmares can also merge,"

After fusion, their strength increases significantly, rising from a special 'paper level' to 'parallel level' and 'strong level', making them perfect for leveling up chess pieces.

That's right, they are chess pieces!
"The other 'people' also arrived."

The elegant 'nobleman' of the dark-skinned classical beauty surveyed the surroundings: with his control over his subordinates, he had already noticed several other figures joining the battle.

"If they don't come, wouldn't all the 'stage' we've set up be wasted?"

Having a great time playing, 'Tai Chang' beckoned with her finger.
In the cities below,

As more monsters merged, they formed even stronger 'elites'.

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"Brother, brother, wake up!"

On the edge of Meguro Ward and Kamimeguro Town, a group of people who were about to escape Meguro Ward were trapped in a narrow alley.
These young people were filled with despair, and they didn't even care about the little girl whose body was being shaken on the ground at the alley entrance.

"The Tracker."

Is this some kind of Resident Evil family pack?

The person blocking the alley entrance was a 'tracker': 2.5 meters tall, wearing a thick trench coat, carrying a six-barrel Gatling gun in one hand and a rocket launcher in the other.

Heaven knows why these monsters are so modern, or why they're equipped with firearms; but the damage they cause is undeniable.
The young man's body lying in a pool of blood is the evidence.

Faced with these prey trapped in the alley, the towering 'Tracker' coldly raised his Gatling gun.

"It's over."

"I hate Resident Evil!"

"Where's Alice? Where's Leon? Where's Ada Wong? Help!—"

No matter how desperate or how much they prayed, the other side had already pulled the trigger.

Da da da da,

Bullets swept across, carving a series of fist-sized holes in the building above them; dirt and rocks flew down, leaving everyone covered in dust.

?

bang————

The tall figure of the 'tracker' was no longer visible at the alley entrance.

"You guys leave quickly!"

Amidst the rumbling rolling sound, a voice rang out.

? !
Several young people peeked out and saw a man wearing thick canvas construction clothes and a hood tackling the 'Chaser' away; he rolled over and punched as he went, and was actually on par with the terrifying 'Chaser'.
Soon, the two figures, rolling and fighting, crashed through the wall and landed in the building next door.

"Is it a supernatural being?"

"Official or unofficial—"

"Why worry about all that? Run for your lives!"

The man in disguise was none other than Yoshifumi Nitta: upon hearing of the supernatural disaster that had struck Meguro Ward, he finally couldn't sit still any longer.

In order to avoid revealing their identities, they can only fight with their fists and feet; even when they encounter a 'stalker' of a lower-level leader, it takes some time to deal with him.

Several young people rushed out of the alley, then stopped and looked back.

"Shinko, it's time to go."

"Your brother..."

While protecting his sister, their friend was struck by the 'Stalker': his body was bent at a horrific angle, and he looked almost dead.

"No! Mako wants to stay with her brother! Brother, please wake up, please wake up~~"

However, the little girl squatting beside the corpse stubbornly grabbed her brother and shook him.

This put the young people in a dilemma.
They could simply abandon her and run away—she's their friend's sister, after all; but if they were to carry her, they might be the next ones lying on the ground.

"Ho~~~"

Without giving them time to hesitate, a low growl came from not far away.

On the glass wall of the building, a monster resembling a skinned frog crawled up like a gecko and looked up.

They had no eyes, but their tongues, pointing in this direction, clearly noticed them.

Licker

"Run!"

"Mako, I'm sorry!"

Death was just around the corner, and the young men, disregarding everything else, turned and ran.

As for Mako, she couldn't even take care of her own life, so all I can say is sorry.

"Brother, brother."

The shouts from behind were like whips, lashing at the men, forcing them to grit their teeth and keep running: run, run until they are safe!
So they didn't see a point of light float out from their friend's corpse.

It blends into the ground beneath the little girl 'Mako's' feet.

Rumble,

The next second, the ground bulged up!

"Climb on my back, Mako."

A familiar sound came from the soil, and before the little girl could react, the world in her eyes began to rush backward.

thump thump thump,

The sound of rapid, drum-like footsteps approached from behind, and soon caught up with the group of young people who were running desperately.

"so far so good."

A familiar voice passed them by, continuing to speak to itself.

"Just a licker, if it were a 'tyrant'."

???

Amidst the frantic running of several young people, their faces filled with shock, a tall 'clay doll' carrying Mako on its back spoke human language as it ran.

"you you you you--"

The scene around me was too eerie.
The young men were so frightened that their legs gave way and they all fell flat on their faces.

"What's wrong with me?"

"What are you doing? Get up!"

The clay doll carrying the little girl, Mako, with a head featuring rudimentary 'facial features,' stopped and continued shouting:

"Those monsters are coming!"

What are you talking about? Aren't you a monster?
No, this tone:
"Are you Kazuma?"

"Nonsense, who else could it be but me?"

The clay doll answered matter-of-factly, seemingly completely unaware of its own 'abnormality'.

"It smells like my brother."

The little girl, Mako, who was clinging to his back, confirmed this as well.

This is even more terrifying!
---

"what?!"

In the Metropolitan Police Department, Chief Inspector Fujita's voice suddenly rose in volume.

"Yes, Director."

The superintendent who reported the situation had no reaction to this, after all, he had been stunned for a long time when he first heard the news.

"News has come from Meguro Ward that certain 'possessed entities' have appeared;"

The so-called 'possessed body' is a traditional type of ghost in island nations:
A resentful soul attaches itself to some object.

Therefore, in the traditional ghost stories of island nations, it can be said that everything has a spirit: swords, spears, bows and armor, clothes, combs, umbrellas, teapots, and even coffin boards can all transform into monsters, and most of these are 'possessed entities'.

However, unlike the legendary harmful "possessed entities," those appearing in Meguro Ward:
"We are helping people escape and fight."

Saying,

The screen in the command center began to switch images.

A supernatural disaster, named the "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons," erupted in central Tokyo;
However, these monsters do not attack buildings or affect the electricity; unlike traditional ghosts, they do not cause a power outage when they appear, so all kinds of cameras work normally and are openly exposed to everyone.

That's precisely why it makes people even more desperate: the feeling of powerlessness when no attack works is enough to destroy anyone's courage.

Without courage, one cannot even resist.

now--

In one scene,

A clay figurine was carrying a little girl on its back, running briskly, followed by several young people with conflicted expressions.

Other scenes also feature various strange and bizarre things: a large tree that uses a lot of tree roots as legs and "runs wildly" through the streets like an octopus, holding a child in its arms; and a "table" with four legs that carries a family to escape.

There was even a 'kitchen knife' flying around a girl in the air;
While hacking away at the monsters, he shouted as the hilt of his sword appeared and he spoke:
"No one can hurt Meiyin!"

"I'll kill you all!"

"Go away!"

The bizarre scene left Director Fujita completely bewildered.

He turned to look at his busy subordinates, took off his non-prescription glasses, and rubbed his temples vigorously.

Put them back on and open your eyes:

The image shows a street in 21st-century Tokyo.
I thought it was a night view of Heian-kyo from a thousand years ago!
But the monsters that were flying and wandering everywhere; the battles between experts that caused houses to collapse and walls to crumble; and these strange 'possessions' all made the director feel as if time and space were intertwined.

"What the hell is this."

what happened? !
(End of this chapter)