Erii: A Journey Through the Heavens Begins with Frilian

Chapter 116 Who is the Most Evil Demon? (Two chapters combined)

Bang bang bang!

The raging flames and towering explosions abruptly shattered the tranquility of a corner of Tokyo. Flames flickered and shattered in the glass windows of countless buildings, and as the shockwave swept through, the flames and the glass windows were torn to pieces.

The helicopter that crashed into Genji Heavy Industries had no pilot, so it was obviously remotely controlled from behind the scenes, and it was fully loaded with explosives, otherwise how could it have caused such a massive firestorm?

Rockets shot out from the streets and alleys, heading straight for the building.

However, none of these firearms reached Genji Heavy Industries.

hum~~~

An invisible domain enveloped the building, and the power of the word "Iron Flow" allowed Erii to experience the joy of being Magneto.

Whether it was artillery shells, bullets, or airplane wreckage, they all mysteriously hovered and remained motionless in mid-air. The next second, under her control, they flew back along the same path, with explosions ringing out incessantly, completely tearing apart the midnight in Tokyo.

It wasn't just Genji Heavy Industries, the Japanese branch, that was attacked.

Ginza.

In this neighborhood where the air is thick with the smell of money, luxury cars and supercars are parked along the roadside, and you can see elegantly dressed ladies, gentlemen and gentry getting into Rolls-Royces at any time, accompanied by smiling servants.

At this moment, Sakurai Nanami is attending a business dinner at a Michelin-starred restaurant on the top floor, discussing cooperation with several representatives from major North American companies.

Just as they were chatting and laughing, a sudden explosion shocked everyone present, and they all turned to look at the flames that erupted between the buildings in the distance.

Sakurai Nanami's pupils contracted, and after realizing something, she took out her phone.

Swish!

A flash of cold light, and a stream of heat sprayed onto her face.

Across from him, the old tycoon's head was separated from his body and rolled onto the table.

The killer was the waitress who had been smiling and gentle until now. She was expressionless, and the kitchen knife she used to cut the ingredients was covered in blood.

The restaurant door, which had been reserved for a private event, suddenly burst open. Instead of people, three snake-like Deadpools with long tails and forked tongues wagging wildly rushed in!

"Ahhh, a monster?!"

"Murder? Who...who are you?"

Five or six white men and women were trembling with fear.

Of course, the guards present were all members of the Sakurai family, and they immediately engaged in a fierce battle with the three Dead Men, with dense bullets flying in all directions in the spacious restaurant.

"Miss Sakurai," the waitress said softly, "perhaps I should call you cousin?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a chef brandished a knife and slashed at Sakurai Nanami's neck.

Word of Power: Immortal Release!

Sparks flew as the knife scraped against her flesh, and in the instant it broke, Sakurai Nanami bent her right elbow forcefully.

With a "bang," the chef was struck on the head with an elbow before he could inject the evolution drug, and the front half of his head was blown off.

"Buzz—Can you hear me?" Miyamoto Shio's voice came through the headphones he always wore.

"Hmm." Sakurai Nanami replied as she charged towards the waitress.

"It seems you're not having an easy time either," Miyamoto Shigeo said quickly but calmly upon hearing the various voices. "Headquarters, the Inuyama family, the Fuma family, the Ryoma family, the Miyamoto family, and your Sakurai family's residence were all attacked at the same time. In addition to the Oni Clan, there were also a large number of Snake-like Dead Servants. Furthermore, the patriarch and the others discovered that the Oni Clan's stronghold in Osaka was empty and are heading back."

He said with utmost seriousness, "The other side planned and deployed ahead of us, and the Ghost Clan is basically aware of our movements."

This is not surprising, after all, Genjiro and even the entire Snake-Headed Eight Families were brought up by Tachibana Masamune, who knew their habits, composition, number of people, and so on very well.

"So the Demon Clan is going to launch a decisive battle against us?" Sakurai Nanami was genuinely surprised and astonished.

It's worth noting that over the years, the Fierce Ghosts have been elusive, like a group of rats hiding in a dark burrow, at most engaging in disgusting guerrilla warfare. It's not hard to see that they have been accumulating strength for a long time.

What was the trigger?

Sakurai Nanami was startled.

Tachibana Masamune!

Indeed, after Tachibana Masamune was exposed, the Oni Clan went berserk, launching an offensive that disregarded the cost.

The precise attacks on each family's hidden residences, the reappearance of the snake-shaped deadly servants developed by Tachibana Masamune, and the mysterious sound of the clapper—all these clues, when pieced together, demonstrate just how high Tachibana Masamune's status is within the Oni Clan.

Even Sakurai Nanami couldn't help but wonder if the puppeteer of Tachibana Masamune was the legendary King General.

Who exactly is this King General?

What is the connection between Bondarev and Tachibana Masamune's mention of him?

As Sakurai Nanami pondered, he unleashed a barrage of punches, each one landing squarely on the floor. The waitress was forced to retreat, eventually unable to withstand the onslaught, and was tragically strangled to death.

On the other side, under the barrage of shotguns and grenades, the three snake-like Deadpools were also suppressed. With Sakurai Nanami freeing up her hands to join the battle, she finally killed them after sacrificing several people.

"Phew~" Sakurai Nanami exhaled.

It wasn't until she faced these terrifying Deadpools herself that she realized Erii's strength was unfathomable. She was glad that she hadn't been misled and manipulated by Tachibana Masamune, and even more grateful that Erii had her only trusted older brother, Genjiro.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Go home. With her in charge at headquarters, I don't understand how the Ghost Clan can win."

But when they reached the ground-level street, they heard a loud "boom" that shook the heavens and the earth. A row of century-old buildings across the street turned into flames and fragments. The shockwave sent Sakurai Nanami and the others flying, crashing through the glass and tumbling into the building in a sorry state.

Then came the second and third sounds; tonight, flowers bloom all over Tokyo.

Genji Heavy Industries.

Princess Kaguya immediately activated her full-coverage defense mode, completely covering the building with blast-proof steel plates, even...

The underground waterways of the Iron Dome were also completely sealed off.

Fingel, Ye Sheng, Shu Deya, Miyamoto Shio, Uesugi Erii, and some branch leaders gathered in the conference room.

"What the hell?" Fingel stared incredulously at the several live surveillance feeds playing on the big screen. "This is incredible?"

Could it be a call from next door?

As he said this, he unconsciously glanced at Ye Sheng.

Miyamoto Shigeo shook his head. "If it really is next door, the air defense system has already been triggered, and Tokyo will suffer an even more terrible bombardment."

At this moment, real-time surveillance footage from various locations in Tokyo has been hacked by Princess Kaguya.

In the footage, similar explosions occurred without warning at important locations such as Ginza, the Imperial Palace, TV Tokyo, and Meiji Shrine.

"Based on the most logical deduction, it's possible that the Oni Clan deployed a large amount of explosives in these locations beforehand," Princess Kaguya said.

"In advance? But we've been closely monitoring every move in Tokyo these past few days, so they haven't had a chance, have they?" Shutoku Aki asked doubtfully.

"It's possible that they started planning many years ago, preparing for all sorts of situations," Princess Kaguya replied.

Miyamoto Shigeo felt a chill run down his spine. "Such deep thoughts. Tachibana Masamune appeared more than 20 years ago. Could it be that he already regarded Tokyo as a chessboard and us as pawns back then?"

"What exactly is he planning? What is his real goal?" Ye Sheng was completely baffled.

Swish!

Erii suddenly stood up, startling everyone.

"Head of the Uesugi family, what's going on?" a middle-aged man from the Miyamoto family asked cautiously.

Needless to say, Erii is the highest-ranking person present, and they should obey her orders.

"It collapsed," Erii muttered.

Following the gaze of the crowd, they saw the Sky Tree on the television screen engulfed by the flames, collapsing into a pile of broken metal, like withered wood burned by the raging fire.

The Sky Tree is beautiful.

The dessert shop below is great.

The dessert shop owner looks a lot like the chubby Philon.

She also worries about the cashier at the nearby convenience store and the middle-aged office worker who often goes there late at night to buy alcohol and potato chips after get off work.

"Unforgivable," Erii said coldly.

She grabbed Tsukuyomi, gestured for Kaguya to open a small door, and went out.

"You all stay here and don't go anywhere."

However, Fingel followed out shakily, then pushed Ye Sheng and Shude Aki, who were right behind him, back, before saying in a slightly lewd tone, "Head of the Uesugi family, you'll protect me, right?"

"No," Erii turned to look at him, "Why did you come out?"

Fingel said with a mix of helplessness and excitement, "I'm the head of the academy's news department, and I need to have firsthand information on headline stories like 'The Tokyo Showdown Between Black and White'!"

"You don't need my protection," Erii added calmly. "You're not weak."

Fingel's eyes flashed, and he still grinned slyly, "Anyway, I feel safe with the head of the Uesugi family. After we deal with the Oni Clan, I'll treat you to a big meal."

"You don't need to pay me, I have money," Erii said as she walked.

Fingel felt like he had been hit hard, and said with a crying face, "Fine, fine, I know you are the high and mighty head of the Uesugi family who is richer than a country, but I know a super authentic Sichuan restaurant hidden in an alley. The Mapo Tofu there is exactly the same as the one in Xia Country, and you can get a panda plush toy if you spend 10,000 yen."

Erii thought about it seriously for a moment, then said, "Okay, I'll protect you."

boom!

Gunshots interrupted their conversation. A dense hail of bullets shot out from the streets and alleys. Fingel was terrified and quickly covered his head with his hands, lying on the ground.

"The Dragon King has decreed that whoever can capture Uesugi Erii alive will become the new Four Great Demon Kings!"

It's unclear who shouted, but a large number of fierce ghosts with golden eyes glared out and charged out. Some fired as they ran, some carried knives and charged forward recklessly, and some even floored the accelerator of a modified sports car and crashed into it head-on.

Erii remained unmoved in the face of the enemy's massive army.

Are you kidding me!

Having witnessed the beast tide formed by the Devouring Beasts, this little spectacle before us is nothing more than a child's game!

She raised her right arm high, her right hand pointing like a sword.

hum~~~

Words of Power: Iron Torrent

In an instant, all the surrounding bullets, vehicles, shells, railings, streetlights, roller shutters and other metal objects were commanded and involuntarily flew into the air.

Under her control, it continuously gathers, compresses, gathers, and compresses until it forms a huge metal sphere!

"Planetary Devastation~"

With a downward swing, the metal sphere crashed powerfully into the crossroads where a large number of demons stood.

The boom was deafening, the earth trembled violently, and billowing smoke and dust filled the air.

Whoosh!

Amidst this breathtaking scene, a tearing sound pierced through the smoke and appeared half a meter in front of Erii in the blink of an eye.

A cherry-red, gold-plated longsword slashed towards her neck.

Kengyue reads the destiny and draws his sword.

Erii, slightly turned to the side, held the sword in both hands, the tip pointing downwards, to parry.

With just one clash, she knew that her opponent's weapon was no less powerful than her own Tsukuyomi, nor weaker than her brother's Spider Cutter.

Tongzi cut.

The power unleashed by the opponent was undoubtedly that of a top-tier hybrid, far surpassing that of the masked man they had encountered before.

Both sides retreated more than ten meters.

Erii stared at the stunningly beautiful face opposite her, a face no less beautiful than her own, and recognized her at a glance.

"You're my brother's younger brother, Genji?"

Kazama Ruri tilted her head, giving a hideously sinister smile: "Genjiro? Don't compare me to such a coward. Genjiro is indeed my beloved brother, so much so that I wish I could cut off his head right now, chop his body into pieces, and throw it into the sea to feed the fish. I want him to know that the demon he once abandoned has returned for revenge!"

"You want to kill your brother?" Erii narrowed her eyes. "Dream on."

"Brother, brother, brother~ What right do you have to call him that!" Kazama Ruri screamed, her voice turning hysterical and venomous. "Only I can call him brother, only I can kill him, only I can make him feel the most extreme pain in the world!"

The next second, he regained his composure and smiled elegantly, "The king said I was an extremely evil demon, and he also made the same assessment of you. I'm curious, who is the truly evil demon?"

Erii, observing the behavior of this VIP guest at the mental hospital, became certain of a guess.

"You and I have both undergone pontine transection surgery, but—"

Before she could finish speaking, Kazama Ruri attacked again.

The battle has begun.

At this moment, Tsukuyomi and Susanoo engage in their first fierce battle.

The two transformed into fleeting shadows, their voices heard but their forms unseen, leaving only the clanging sound of clashing blades echoing through the bustling street.

Their high-speed movement caused the air to emit sharp, mournful howls. Unbeknownst to them, their bodies were covered with dragon scales and bones, showing a certain degree of dragonification.

Fingel was also unable to watch the play as he had hoped.

Because a geisha-like woman appeared with six fierce demons.

"You're Ryoma?" Fingel forced a smile. "Let's make a deal. We won't fight; how about we settle things with our respective bosses?"

The woman is none other than Ryoma, the third-ranking member of the Oni Clan. Her real name is Sakurai Kogure. She is an oni abandoned by the Sakurai family and a devoted woman willing to give everything for Minamoto no Chizuru.

Seeing that she remained unmoved, Fingel sighed helplessly. "The principal said this trip included food, lodging, and airfare, and I could eat, drink, and have fun as I pleased. He didn't even tell me I was going to fight in the Battle of Tokyo!"

Sakurai Kogure remained silent, quietly watching him with her head slightly turned to the side.

The six henchmen obeyed the order and charged toward Fingel.

"Tsk, I originally wanted to interact with you as an ordinary person, why bother?" Fingel said, stepping out with his bare hands.

Without dodging or flinching, he thrust his fists straight forward.

With two loud thuds, the two fastest-running members of the Demon Clan were sent flying backward, tumbling at Sakurai Kogure's feet, convulsing uncontrollably, their consciousness blurred, and they were no longer able to fight.

When Sakurai Kogure looked up in surprise, the remaining four were already lying beneath Fingel. He was sitting on the back of one of them, grinning and saying, "Your master is asleep, what are we still fighting for?"

Sakurai Kogure turned her head and saw that Erii and Genji, who had been fighting fiercely just moments before, were now standing not far apart, their pupils displaying kaleidoscope-like patterns, as if they had fallen into a deep hypnosis.

A cold smile played on her lips. "Word of Power: Dream Eater."

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