Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

How many people in the world can claim to be kinder than saints?

So these clueless American cops gathered together, stood in front of Dongjiang, showed their badges, and solemnly invited him to the police station for a chat.

Tsugumi looked with great interest at Orlando Levy, the police chief and fake Caster Dumas Master, who was dressed more in theatrical costume than in police uniform, and said with great interest...

"Me? You want to arrest me? Don't you know who I am?"

"You have committed numerous serious crimes in Snowfield City. Even as a follower, you should be punished by law!"

Orlando said with a serious face

Even if you are a saint, this still applies!

Before setting off, Orlando naturally received a warning from Alexandre Dumas. The French Heroic Spirit, who spoke with a West Coast accent and kept repeating "Bro," solemnly warned Orlando that he was facing something far more serious than a Servant.

It came from ancient times, from a distance spanning the stars, an unprecedented, polluting existence, yet recognized by the world.

But how could Orlando stand idly by? Putting everything else aside, he is indeed a dedicated police officer.

Tsugumi's lips curled into a slight smile as she spread her hands.

"for example?"

"Information intrusion, murder, environmental pollution, illegal animal poaching..."

"How about adding another one? Crimes against humanity?"

As Tsugumi said this, she smiled and raised a finger towards the sky.

Bang~~~

The next moment, a wisp of heavenly fire suddenly fell from the sky, hitting the bustling street area next to it!

In an instant, the boundless, spreading flames engulfed the entire street, sweeping away all the terrified people!

Countless people were engulfed in flames amidst their wails, while many others merely felt a burning sensation or even just warmth.

"Ha, as expected of America, sinners are everywhere!" Tsurugi clapped her hands with delight as she looked at the rows of human-shaped torches.

"Stop it!!!"

Unable to contain his rage, a blond policeman pressed a blade, seemingly a magical weapon, against Tsugumi's neck.

"Do you know what the consequences are for attacking a sage?" Tsurugi asked the young man mockingly without looking up.

"If you harm me because of sinners, after you die, you won't even go to heaven; you'll be tortured in the most painful way for all eternity in hell."

Tsugumi's half-serious, half-joking threats made the young man's hand tremble slightly. He wanted to say something harsh, but couldn't bring himself to say it.

"Get out of here, John." Orlando ordered his men to leave, and although he was furious, he restrained himself from making any rash moves.

After all, the 'servant' before them might actually be a saint of God.

"Police? Cops, can you control all criminals?" Tsurugi rested her chin on her hand, looking at Orlando's grim face with a mocking tone.

"I will arrest anyone who does evil in my presence!" Orlando declared solemnly. "We are justice!"

"Hahahaha! Alright, righteous Orlando Sheriff, how about I give you a discount?" Tsurugi held up a finger, tossed over a stack of reports, and laughed mockingly.

“If you can arrest and execute all the sinners on this list within the next three days, then I will stop the Apocalypse.”

Orlando casually flipped through a few pages of the report, and the police officers next to him also leaned over to take a look, then all showed expressions of disbelief.

"Ha, you guys didn't know either!" Tsurugi sneered.

"Yeah, they're just a bunch of lousy cops. How dare they attend the party of the old Stars and Stripes? Tsk tsk tsk, look at this one, he chopped off the head of a deranged little girl and fed it to the sharks in the pool, then planted his body in the water..."

"I've shown you everything, and you still don't believe me?"

"These are just your side of the story!"

"I am a saint," Tsugumi said, spreading her hands.

"It's not that I can't lie, but that I disdain to lie. What lies would I tell you people? Everything in this world is as easily obtained as dust to me..."

"Furthermore, I must remind you that I am not a follower; I am merely a saint who has come to judge sinners."

"Exactly!!!" A very dramatic voice rang out, followed by a white-haired, red-eyed man in a white suit who looked remarkably like a member of the Rei Ninja Clan, exclaiming in an exaggerated voice...

"These incompetent mortals simply don't have eyes that can see the truth! How can you, standing here, be a heroic spirit of humanity, or just a dead person?"

Tsurugi turned his head away, and the man immediately stared at him with incredibly piercing eyes.

"I apologize for not introducing myself. My revered saint! My name is Jesta Katore, and as a non-human Dead Apostle, I offer you my highest respect!!!"

A dead apostle? A dead apostle? A despicable vampire, daring to appear before God's saint!

“Ah, please don’t misunderstand. If you were a saint like Joan of Arc or Saint George, I would absolutely not dare to appear before you,” Jesta said respectfully.

"But it is because of you, it is precisely because of you, that I dare to stand here!"

"The saint who annihilates humanity, the saint who denies human reason, the saint who summons the return of the age of gods—your figure, without a doubt, is the most just in this world!"

Tsurugi blinked, deciding to ignore the informative content in its beak, and was just about to say something when—

A man in a black suit walked over, his expression sinister.

"Servant, your Master, Tsubaki Kanaoka, is now under the supervision of the United States! Come with us obediently, or else—"

"Otherwise what?"

Tsurugi tilted his head and suddenly revealed an incredibly comical smile.

"Leaving aside the fact that the child isn't even my Master, how do you think you can threaten me with just a child? Besides..."

"If you dare lay a hand on her, at least a quarter of the people in this city will die before you can get through!"

The words had just finished

A terrifying, unpleasant, and terrifying aura suddenly appeared!

Everyone, whether servants, ordinary people, or dead apostles, suddenly raised their heads and looked in the direction from which the dark aura was coming!

Along with that chilling aura came the tolling of a bell in one's heart, an instinctive fear, an instinctive trembling, and then, a green arrow pierced the sky.

The arrow exploded in the air, turning into countless green particles that fell to the ground.

It seems like this is the end?

But an indescribable terror was found in everyone here. Suddenly, a policeman in Orlando's group, who was holding a Noble Phantasm created by Dumas, let out a painful howl and knelt on the ground, almost unable to move.

They rushed over to help their colleagues up, only to find that these people's bodies were suddenly covered with black lines.

"Team, Captain..."

His eyes widened in trembling, and then, the next moment, a strange blister bloomed on his face!

Blood-red, densely packed blisters, enough to make anyone with trypophobia wish they were dead on the spot, spread across his face, crisscrossing in all directions.

Soon, a cross-shaped herpes blisters appeared.

"Hey, hehehehe, hehehehehehe!"

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The policeman, who had been struggling just moments before, suddenly let out a chilling laugh, and then he gripped the short sword-shaped Noble Phantasm in his hand—

"Danger!!!"

The blond guy named John suddenly pushed his captain away, but his abdomen was ripped open as a result, and his internal organs spilled out onto the ground as he screamed in agony!

The man who attacked him, however, looked at the entrails scattered on the ground with gleam in his eyes and continued to pounce on them.

Without any further hesitation, Orlando drew the samurai-sword-shaped artificial Noble Phantasm from his hand. With a flash of light, his colleague's head was instantly severed.

Even with only his head remaining, he still maintained that unsettling, manic smile.

"What have you done?!" Orlando, not even bothering to sheathe his sword, charged towards Tsugumi, his voice hoarse with rage.

"It's not what I did, it's what you guys did~~~" Tsugumi blinked and laughed.

"That girl named Tsubaki Kugaoka isn't my Master or anything, but she is indeed a Master. It's just that what she summoned wasn't an ordinary Servant, and it wasn't even human."

"That is called 'plague,' which can be seen as a manifestation of worldly plagues."

As soon as Tsurugi said that, Orlando and the people behind him were already sweating profusely.

"Then I added something extra," Tsugumi said with a cheerful laugh.

“I used him as a basis to summon the true Pale Knight, which you commonly call the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.”

Looking at the corpse on the ground, still sporting a horrifying smile even in death, he raised an eyebrow and said...

"As expected, your people's attempt to attack the child triggered its counterattack function. After all, I did choose her as my primary protector while I was away. Once the child is attacked, it will fulfill its part of its duties as the Apocalypse."

"She is the embodiment of plague and domination, so she will temporarily unleash a plague on a quarter of the city's population."

He casually picked up the head, tossed it to Jesta beside him, and then smiled.

"And this plague, unsurprisingly, is a virus called 'Blood Cross'."

"You can think of it as a zombie virus, except that infected people don't become mindless corpses, but rather monsters that retain human intelligence and consciousness and have an extremely strong desire for violence, killing, and sex."

"Yes, you can think of it as an extreme form of rabies. It's just that their nature won't change; they still have intelligence and self-awareness, but they'll become the most cruel and bloodthirsty."

“You can easily categorize them as one of the most ruthless groups in history—ha, just categorize them as high-ranking officials in your country!”

He paused, looked at Orlando, whose face was pale and body was trembling, then clapped his hands with a smile and laughed heartily.

"Congratulations to you and those behind you, that's really good news!"

"Because of you, tonight a quarter of the people in this city will transform into the most cruel and bloodthirsty beasts, and begin to frantically slaughter their own kind!"

"This also means that I will raise the bar for my trial of you in three days!"

218. The plague spread, how laughable were the dead.

The news brought by Dongjiang was almost like a fairy tale.

But what happened next in every corner of Snowfield City forced them to believe that this was no joke.

wailing, screaming, shrieking

The once peaceful Snowfield City, a city built in the wilderness where gambling thrived, was transformed into a living hell in an instant!

As the green arrow fell, a group of people who were walking along the road suddenly went berserk without warning!

Blood-red herpes zoster covered their heads and skulls, and then their thoughts and perceptions were completely overturned and rewritten, and they pounced on those around them with a ferocious smile.