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

One of the soldiers broke down and turned to run. He stumbled, blood still gushing from his severed arm, but he ignored the pain and only wanted to escape the monster in the black robe.

The gun-blade flew from behind, piercing his heart, and the immense momentum pinned him to a large tree. His body convulsed a few times, then came to a complete stop.

"Demon! You demon!"

The squad leader roared, drawing his pistol from his waist with his only remaining left hand, and aimed it at Shinji Ikari—he pulled the trigger, once, twice, three times—

Shinji Ikari didn't dodge. The bullet struck his body, leaving several charred bullet holes in his black robe. He swayed but didn't fall. He simply looked down at the bullet holes in his chest, then looked up again at the squad leader.

"Do you believe in gods?" he asked calmly, looking at the squad leader.

"I believe in miracles, and my current state is a manifestation of one. The afterlife truly exists, as do heaven and hell, and no matter where you are, there will be no tolerance for wicked people like you!"

“I bear the same immense sin on my shoulders, for I was born to bear sin! My entire life will be dedicated to atonement, but you—”

He raised his hand, and the musket flew back from the tree and landed in his hand. Blood was still dripping from the blade, one drop, two drops, three drops.

"You have no chance to atone for your sins."

The last bullet was gone. The squad leader desperately threw down his pistol, trying to retreat, but found his legs wouldn't obey him. He collapsed to the ground, using his severed arm to prop himself up and shuffle backward, making incoherent sounds—

"No...don't come any closer...I'm just following orders...I'm just..."

Shinji Ikari walked up to him and looked down at him.

Moonlight pierced through the clouds, illuminating the carnage. More than two hundred corpses lay scattered on the ground, blood soaking the soil, and a heavy stench of blood filled the air.

Shinji Ikari stood in the center of the corpses, his black priest's robes soaked in blood and clinging to his body.

His face, hands, and the cross on his chest were covered in blood. The blood gleamed a dark red in the moonlight, like flames from hell.

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Haha, good! As expected of my saint, that's how it should be!

Tsurugi's voice echoed in his mind, without mockery or gratification, only joy, and a deep sense of satisfaction and happiness like that of a father watching his child make the right choice.

This time it was a truly genuine choice to kill after Shinji Ikari had completely broken free from his mark.

"You'll get used to it, my child," Tsugumi said cheerfully to the sullen Shinji Ikari.

"Killing sinners brings pleasure, and you will soon realize that. But now, make your choice and be prepared."

Shinji Ikari didn't speak, but Tsugumi was right; killing these people did indeed make him feel incredibly relieved.

He simply lowered his head, picked up the blood-stained musket, carefully wiped it clean with the corner of his robe, and tucked it into his robes. Then, he put on his glasses and opened the Bible in his robes.

The pages of the book emitted a faint golden glow in the darkness, which grew brighter and brighter until it enveloped him completely. Countless pages flew out of the Bible, swirling and dancing around him like feathers scattered by a gale, or like the prelude to some ancient ritual.

A burst of golden light erupted, and Shinji Ikari's figure vanished from the spot, leaving behind only pages fluttering in the air, slowly drifting down in the darkness before dawn.

His last words faded into the air.

"Father, your son has come to kill you!"

The Third New Tokyo City, NERV Headquarters.

Deep underground, the base, shaped like an inverted triangle, was utterly silent. Only MAGI's indicator lights flickered in the darkness, like the breathing of some slumbering behemoth.

Suddenly, the alarm went off!

"Intruder! Intruder detected in the Central Sector!" The voice of the security personnel on duty burst through the communication channel. "Abnormal energy response... wait, the intruder is a Third Child!"

In an instant, emergency communications for the Angel invasion were torn open on the communicators of every NERV operator!

"What?!" Misato Katsuragi jumped out of bed, grabbing her communicator. "Shinji?! What's he doing here?"

She seemed to realize something, her face turned pale, and then she dialed Kaji Ryoji's number.

She thought this was an unplanned coup, since their small group had already conceived the idea and plan to seize power from NERV after confirming their connection.

However, it was just an idea in the end, and both Misato Katsuragi and Ryoji Kaji agreed that they should not carry out such a risky thing while they were still fighting against the Angels, and that they should plan everything carefully.

When Kaji Ryoji answered the phone, he didn't know why such an emergency had suddenly broken out. However, after he contacted his intelligence contacts in the Self-Defense Forces and his old classmate Kenzaki Kyoya from NERV's intelligence department, he received some dubious and bad information.

—It seems that Gendo Ikari secretly mobilized some of the UN forces, intending to wipe out the settlement established by the Third Child and capture them alive.

Having learned of Gendo Ikari's plan, Misato Katsuragi, who grabbed her coat and ran out, seemed to already know what was about to happen!

Having arrived at NERV headquarters via the emergency fast track, she quickly spotted the intruder on the monitoring channel.

The boy in the black priest's robe had appeared at the entrance to the central passage.

He was covered in blood, but it wasn't his; judging from his gait, he wasn't injured. The blood covered his entire body, soaked his black robe, and congealed on his face, hands, and the cross on his chest. Where he walked, a trail of dark red footprints was left on the floor.

He held two guns in his hands, the blades reflecting the cold light of the emergency lights, with fresh, dripping blood still clinging to them.

"Shinji-kun!" Misato Katsuragi cried out, "Calm down, don't be impulsive!"

However, it was too late. At the end of the passage, the first security team had already appeared.

"Stop!" The captain raised his weapon. "Third Child, drop your weapon immediately!"

otherwise--"

bass! ! !

Two gunswords lay on the ground, deeply embedded in the reinforced steel plate. Even in the darkness, the boy's glasses emitted a chilling gleam, as terrifying as the words he recited.

"Ask me, and I will grant you nations as your inheritance, and all the land to the ends of the earth shall be yours!"

He moved forward quickly, the shadow beneath his feet seeming like an endlessly spreading darkness, swallowing everything within sight and touch.

"You shall shatter them with your black iron staff, like porcelain!"

"shot!"

Bullets poured out.

Then they saw that the bullets were deflected just one centimeter from Shinji Ikari's body, easily blocked by something unseen. They spun futilely in the air before scattering in all directions with a clattering sound.

AT position

Having detached himself from the power bestowed upon him by Tsugumi, Shinji Ikari's miracle and power lie solely in his mastery and application of the AT Field. With this power, he is no different from a humanoid Angel.

"Therefore, kings, appear to receive the teachings of the earth's judge."

The security guards retreated in terror, their weapons still firing, but the bullets only piled up in front of the invisible barrier, forming a metal ring before sliding off and bouncing away.

"Serve your Lord with trepidation, go into battle gladly, and kiss your children, for heaven will send you to your doom."

Shinji Ikari walked past them without making a move, without attacking, and without even glancing at them. He simply murmured verses from the Bible as he passed through the group of heavily armed soldiers, the wind from his black robes brushing against their faces, carrying a heavy stench of blood.

Only after he had walked away did the soldiers dare to look down at their hands.

The weapon is still there, the fingers are still there, the body is still there.

But each of them found themselves drenched in cold sweat, their clothes soaked through and clinging to their backs, icy cold.

The second line of defense. The third line. The fourth line.

Each time, it was the same scene—bullets were ineffective, obstruction was ineffective, shouts were ineffective. The young priest, covered in blood, was like an unstoppable torrent, murmuring, resolute, step by step, heading towards the deepest part of NERV.

Someone tried to block his way. He gently pushed with his left hand, and the man flew out, crashed into the wall, and passed out.

Someone grabbed his leg, begging him to stop. He glanced down, then walked past the person and continued walking.

Someone knelt down and prayed, not to God, but to him—begging him not to do this. He paused, then continued.

His face was expressionless. Only his lips, trembling behind his gleaming glasses, murmured scriptures.

"Their rage will spread so quickly that it will consume everything, and they will be left with nothing to rely on..."

"Shinji!!!"

A familiar voice came from behind.

Shinji Ikari stopped in his tracks. Misato Katsuragi stumbled towards him, her hair disheveled, her coat only wearing one sleeve. She stood in front of Shinji, arms outstretched, panting heavily, looking at him with a complex gaze that was hard to define—a gaze that was a mixture of anger and heartache.

"What are you going to do?!" Her voice trembled. "You're going to kill him? Kill your own father?!"

Shinji Ikari looked at her, his eyes, which were covered, were clear and calm, as indifferent as his expression.

"One strike would solve everything. What kind of Escarius would ignore these heretics? Please step aside, Miss Misato."

"Today, Gendo Ikari will surely die, and the sinner who calls himself the King of Lilin will surely be subdued today."

On the path to godhood, there must be killing, killing, killing! Chapter 268: The Father-Slayer - Shinji Ikari (Third Update)

Shinji Ikari wants to kill his own father.

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He should do so both morally and logically.

"I won't allow it!" Misato Katsuragi retorted, her neck stiff. "Do you know what you're doing?! Killing him makes you a patricide! You—you—"

She paused for a moment, looked at the glasses Shinji Ikari was wearing, and suddenly her eyes lit up and she said urgently.

"This isn't your will, is it! It's the result of your god, that angel's influence, isn't it?!"

“No,” Shinji Ikari said softly, taking off his glasses, his eyes then clear and resolute.

"At this moment, and in every minute and every second to come, every choice this body makes is Shinji Ikari's own choice."

"but....."

“I know,” Shinji Ikari interrupted her. His voice was so soft, almost like a sigh.

“I know what I’m doing. I know what I’ll become after I kill him. I know there’s no turning back once I’ve embarked on this path.”

He took a step forward, and Misato Katsuragi instinctively took a step back. Then, gritting her teeth, she chose to stand in front of Shinji Ikari, refusing to leave.

“My father committed heinous crimes.” His voice was flat, as if stating a fact unrelated to himself.

“Miss Misato, my father was also present during the second attack that day, but he left in a hurry after obtaining the information.”

Misato Katsuragi's face turned pale, and her body swayed.

Gendo Ikari began leading research on Adam at the Antarctic base in 1999, but on September 12, 2000, he suddenly left the Antarctic experimental base with all the relevant data.

Then the second impact occurred the following day, September 13. After Adam's impact on Antarctica, Gendo Ikari became the director of the Institute for Artificial Evolution (GEHIRN) founded by SEELE in Hakone, Japan, and started the 'Adam Regeneration Project,' which is the EVA replication research project.