Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

The series of shocking remarks left everyone somewhat bewildered. Before they could even grasp the meaning behind the shrine's words, Soga Iruka, who was in the lead, burst into laughter.

The laughter was wild and unrestrained, as if it wanted to dig out the vocal cords. The stitches at the seams were breaking everywhere, and endless shadows spilled out from the gaps.

"Ancestor!"

"Ancestor, what are you doing!"

"Help me! Help me!"

The lingering shadows clung to others like maggots, impossible to shake off no matter how hard they struggled.

Jingu ignored the group's pleas for help, simply pulling Soga into his arms and waiting quietly.

Within moments, they quieted down, stiffly straightening the table and sitting upright. Even the man who had been embedded into the wall by the shrine managed to pull himself out, barely managing to reconstruct a human form.

"Amazing! You spotted exactly what went wrong with me at a glance."

The voice of "Soga no Kashi" is no longer old; it is ambitious, full of vitality, and brimming with desire.

It's a shadow ghost.

Moreover, it was an unprecedentedly powerful Shadow Ghost, whose emanating darkness was like a tangible shadow, like a monster devouring light in the darkness.

"No problem. To be honest, you don't have any demonic aura at all, only a strong aura of death. I was just saying that casually."

Jingu casually remarked, toying with his teacup.

"However, there is some basis for this. On the one hand, how did you know that the Takatsukasa family wanted to reconcile with me? Even the Kazanin family was unaware of this news."

"Also, someone has planted Shadow Demon in the Monster Management Committee. Since my actions have already alerted them, I can only gamble from here on out."

"bet?"

"I'm betting on whether you're truly power-hungry and overconfident."

"I see." The shadow demon disguised as Soga Iruka suddenly realized.

"Are you betting that I will come to you to salvage the failed plan, or that I will abandon the plan and go into hiding?"

“Yeah, looks like I’m pretty lucky. You’re really confident.” Jingu shrugged and continued.

"So, as a wager, do you want to tell me how you did all this? Of course, if you don't want to tell me, I can make you tell me myself."

"Don't rush. Although the negotiations just fell apart, I have a new collaboration I can discuss with you now."

Soga no Iruka's body was on the verge of collapse, with countless black shadows emerging from it, but it was still manipulating the body, though the voice seemed to come from the mouths of the puppet-like people around it.

"Cooperation? Satisfy my curiosity first."

"......All right..."

To Jingu's surprise, Soga Iruka actually agreed; he had thought he would have to resort to torture to extract a confession.

Seeing the surprised look on Jingu's face, Soga no Kashima said calmly.

"Since things have come to this point, and a sophisticated deception like this needs someone to listen when it's revealed."

Got it. These shadow ghosts are born to deceive and pretend for fun. This old bastard looks very calm, but he actually has a performative personality and can't wait to tear off his disguise and have some fun with people.

"When should we begin? Probably several decades ago."

"Back then, I was just an ordinary shadow ghost. There was no such thing as a monster management committee. Killing and being exorcised were the main themes at that time."

"But as the saying goes, when your luck turns, a turning point in your life happens one day."

"I met a woman who was completely out of control, and she gave me a secret treasure."

"A stone that reverses the course of history."

A shattered stone floated out of Suwo Rulu's chest. After the stone left his body, demonic energy spread out. When the stone returned to his body, only human energy remained.

"I used it to reverse the aura of humans and demons. Since then, I have never been discovered by any Onmyoji. Even when I appear in front of them openly, they only see me as a human, not a demon."

"After living like this for decades, I encountered something else that gave me my current identity and status."

At this point, Soga no Kashima's face, which was in disarray, lit up with joy and longing.

"It was in a place I can't remember, but I do remember that under the moonlight, I saw a paradise that was like a dream to me."

"Stop beating around the bush, hurry up and tell me, I'm waiting to hear it." The other party's impatient way of telling the story made Shen Gong a little impatient.

"That might be a dream for me, but it's probably not so wonderful for you."

"It was a burial ground, with countless corpses neatly arranged there."

Chapter 32 The Wind Comes

"Corpse?"

"That's right, there were many corpses. I can't remember how I went in or how I came out. In the chaos, I only brought out this body."

The phrase "Sowo enters the deer" is filled with obsession and greed.

"It's such a pity. If only I had taken some other body instead of Soga Iruka, who died in the coup."

"Fujiwara no Fuhito, Minamoto no Yoritomo, Konoe Motonari... how come after all these years of hard work they can only stay in the crippled Soga family?"

The ramblings were somewhat manic, but the name revealed within them was impossible to ignore.

These high-ranking officials and nobles, who have been dead for countless years, are basically figures who have influenced the current political landscape of Yingzhou, but their bodies have been stolen and even preserved intact in one place.

Who was it? And how did they do it? And why did they preserve these bodies?

However, these questions need not be considered for the time being. After hearing "Soga Iruka's words," Jingu and Soga Ai finally understood the whole story.

A lucky shadow ghost, after obtaining a secret treasure that can conceal his identity and an excellent identity, begins his ambitious journey.

Using Soga Irishika's genuine body and his own methods, he took control of the long-declining Soga clan, and then, in order to scheme for more, he began to develop his own network.

Under his influence, the entire city of Tokyo became a breeding ground for shadow demons. He probably had a few confidants who used the power of the secret treasure to help them infiltrate the Monster Management Committee and use the remaining large number of shadow demons as smokescreens to cover their tracks.

The inability to unify all the Shadow Demons is probably due to the limited power of the secret treasure, which has already begun to shatter. The conflict between the Shingu and Takaji Makoto has finally given him an opportunity.

After all, given the power of the Five Regents, they generally wouldn't have the opportunity to endanger the lives of their direct descendants.

Only the appearance of Jingu, whose willful and reckless nature gave the other party hope, and who then pushed Takaji Makoto at a crucial moment, successfully turned Takaji Makoto's death into a permanent settlement.

Looking back now, the fact that Takaji Makoto, who had been tortured to the point of fainting by the shrine, woke up so quickly and then jumped off the building suggests that the other party was the one who did it.

Unfortunately, it still didn't understand these families enough, and its plan had already failed the moment it appeared in front of Masato Takatsukasa.

It seems that Soga's experience led it to mistakenly believe that the Takatsukasa family was the same, resulting in a fatal flaw.

Just as Jingu had already sentenced the other party to death in his heart, Soga no Iruka was still talking non-stop.

"How about it? Do you want to cooperate with me? There's still a chance to salvage the situation. As long as I infiltrate the Takatsukasa family, give me time and I can take control of the entire Takatsukasa family."

"With more power and a better stepping stone, I can acquire more and more!"

"Integrate the five regent families and restore the Fujiwara clan's position as regent and regent! The cabinet, the prime minister, and even the imperial family!"

The raging fire of lust for power scorched its mind; it was no longer like a shadow ghost, a shadow ghost that took pleasure in deception and disguise as its means of survival.

Instead, it's like a person.

It's ridiculous. Shadow Demons were created to impersonate humans, but when they actually resemble a human, they lose the fun of being a monster.

被六

The desire tormented his heart, to the point of madness and insanity. Perhaps the Reversal Stone not only reversed his demonic energy, but also his mind.

"How ugly. I thought what I hated most was the Shadow Ghost's disguise, but I didn't expect you to be even worse than the Shadow Ghost in disguise and deception."

Jingu shook his head. Since his curiosity had been satisfied, there was no need to listen to any more nonsense.

“Don’t you want to? We can rule this island nation together. I will become the pinnacle of power, and you can become the god of this country.”

"Sowo Rulu" roared, and the people around him roared back. Their voices were deafening, as if hundreds of people were speaking at once.

"You can dream about it slowly. Besides, if I wanted to do that, would I need you?"

Jingu, holding Suga's hand, stood up. He no longer wanted to pay attention to this guy who was gradually losing his mind.

"Since you refuse, then let me kill you and take your place!"

Completely corrupted by its lust for power, it unleashed its immense demonic power, and the more it deceived, the stronger the Shadow Demon became.

Having disguised himself as Soga Iruka, a powerful minister who had left his mark on the history of Yingzhou, and gained the trust of the entire Soga clan for so long, his demonic power was already immense, making him a first-rate great demon.

The more it sensed this powerful demonic energy, the more it craved a more powerful identity. If it could secretly replace someone in a higher position and carry out an even bigger deception, how powerful would it become?

But everything must begin with replacing the people in front of us. It has never disguised itself as a god. If it cannot start with the human world, then starting with the gods may also be a way.

It seemed as if it could already see itself using the shrine as a stepping stone to secretly replace Inari, Takemikazuchi, Amaterasu, and even higher and more distant beings.

But its fantasy was shattered the next moment, because in its senses, even if it exerted all its demonic power and squeezed out every bit of strength, it still could not shake the divine palace in the slightest.

This doesn't make sense! How can he be so strong? Shouldn't I already be a great demon?

Such a thought flashed through its mind, and the difference in power brought it back to some of its rationality.

We must escape! There's absolutely no way we can win! This guy is far stronger than I imagined; he's a monster, a monster among gods!

"It looks like we need to use a little more force."

Jingu embraced Su Wa'ai with one arm, while holding the other arm out to the side. His empty, vertical pupils bloomed, as boundless and limitless as the sky.

Hair grows imperceptibly, as if an invisible paintbrush is outlining it, and fingernails also become sharp.

Just as the shrine made its move, and the shadow demon was about to flinch, Suga Ai felt her hair being blown by the wind.

got windy?

"What the hell is going on? Are you all eating shit on your posts?"

Inside the Tokyo Meteorological Observatory, the usually composed leader burst into a tirade of profanities.

"What do you mean by suddenly detecting the formation of an unknown-level hurricane? Couldn't you have detected this level of natural disaster beforehand?!"

The employee who was scolded did not apologize, or rather, he did not hear his supervisor's reprimand at all; all he could see were the numbers on the instruments in front of him soaring wildly.

"Merciful God..."

"What did you say?" The leader didn't hear his mutterings clearly, but when he followed everyone's gaze and looked outside, he involuntarily opened his mouth wide and murmured:

"Oh my god... are you trying to destroy Tokyo?"