Becoming a god in a low-key way in the supernatural world

The four drooping claws were dripping blood onto the ground, and in one claw, half of a beating heart was still being held.

Another muffled clap of thunder echoed from the thickening clouds that had appeared in the sky.

……

A chill ran through Kotegawa in Tokyo.

Walnut is in trouble, and the little priest is in trouble too.

Hearing the rain and increasingly rapid breathing on the other end of the phone, he yelled, "Get up! Don't sleep!"

The roar was so sudden that it startled Yuka and Haruka, who were in the living room.

Kotegawa strode to the entrance, picked up the landline, and called Ishikawa Yasuhiro. Once connected, he quickly said, "Please! Locate the person I was talking to immediately! Send someone for emergency medical assistance! Also, I need to get there right away!"

“Okay! Give me three minutes! Don’t go to the station, come to the Special Section right now!” Ishikawa Yasuhiro agreed without hesitation.

Kotegawa thanked him and hung up the phone, but didn't hang up his cell phone.

Turning to look at Yuka and Haruka running over, he quickly said, "Something happened at Kurumi's place, I'm going there right away! Don't wander off, stay home and wait for me to come back."

"Did something happen to Hu Tao?"

Qingkong immediately said, "Don't worry about home! Don't be too anxious, take that first-aid kit with you!"

Kotegawa almost didn't expect this. He strode into his room, changed his clothes in less than a minute, picked up his backpack and sword pouch, and walked quickly outside.

Qingkong caught up with him in a few quick steps and stuffed a bag into his hand: "There's some water and beef in there, eat it on the road... Be careful."

Before getting into the car, he said softly, "It might take a little longer, but don't worry, I'll be fine... I'll be back soon."

After saying that, he got into the car, started the engine, and headed towards the Special Section amidst the hum of the engine.

Ishikawa Yasuhiro, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, stood outside. When he saw the familiar car stop in front of him in an almost drifting manner, his eyelids twitched involuntarily. Looking at Kotegawa Kami, whose face was solemn but whose murderous aura was barely suppressed, he didn't say a word. He simply tossed the car keys from Kotegawa's hand to his subordinate, then took Kotegawa into the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor.

Inside the elevator, he said in a deep voice, "Don't rush, the rescue team is already on its way! We'll take a helicopter! It's a bit dangerous, but we can get there in half an hour!"

This is the fastest way to get to Shizuoka right now. As for an even faster way... Ishikawa Yasuhiro doesn't have that kind of authority.

Kotegawa nodded silently, knowing that Ishikawa Yasuhiro had already exceeded the limits of his authority.

After the elevator reached the rooftop, he hurriedly led Kotegawa up to the rooftop, where a helicopter was about to take off.

The two boarded the plane, put on their noise-canceling headphones, and were carried into the sky by the plane amidst the deafening roar of the engine, flying towards Shizuoka.

Chapter 145 The Ruthlessness of Kotegawa (Part Two)

When Kotegawa arrived at the scene, it was already surrounded by a large number of heavily armed Special Division agents. The young priest, his head covered in blood, sat in the mud, his eyes fixed on the mountain.

Hattori Tomoko, whom he had met a few days ago, stood beside him with a livid face.

Kotegawa pressed down on the sword he was about to draw.

Hu Tao said that the Special Operations Department headquarters was handling this matter, so it wasn't surprising that Hattori Tomoko was there.

He walked over, but no one saw him.

The little priest, with bloodshot eyes and dry, pale lips, suddenly stood up, but he exerted too much force, and blood immediately seeped out from the bandages wrapped around his stomach.

He pursed his lips and remained silent.

Hattori Tomoko glanced at him sideways, her expression cold and impatient.

She has always looked down on the two sons of the Shirakawa family, and this time was no exception. If she could have helped even a little, she wouldn't have ended up like this!

"Stay put—" Before she could finish speaking, a tremendous sense of life and death suddenly rose in her heart, as if saying another word would mean certain death. Immediately, she leaned back and left the spot in an extremely disheveled manner. Then, looking around in surprise, she shouted sharply, "Be on alert immediately!"

Kotegawa had only glanced at her briefly before asking the junior priest in a low voice, "Time is tight, so let's not waste time. Where is she?"

The young priest's eyes were bloodshot, his voice trembling with pain: "She led the monster down into the crevice! The crevice is in the mountains, and there's a Special Operations vehicle stuck there... We were planning to retreat, but the old woman wouldn't allow it, and then... I didn't run away, I really didn't run away, yes! That monster can affect electromagnetic fields! Cell phones lose signal when you're near it! I tried to beg it to let Hu Tao go, I... I'm sorry!"

Kotegawa patted him on the shoulder, turned around and started climbing the mountain. He didn't seem to be going very fast, but in the blink of an eye, he had reached the end of the mountain path.

The young priest stared at his retreating figure until it disappeared completely. Then, her vision blurred for a moment before she plopped back down on the ground and sat there blankly.

……

Kotegawa entered the forest and saw the Special Division Specialist cautiously peering down into the crevice. He also saw the car the little priest had mentioned, the white sheet covering the ground, and the bloodstains on the sheet.

There was no hope of rescue from the crack.

He walked silently over, following the traces that even the heavy rain couldn't wash away, and leaped into the three-meter-wide crevice. In the darkness, his eyes emitted a deep, dark light.

The murderous intent and rage that had been burning in his heart were suppressed time and time again.

He kept telling himself, "It's okay, it's okay, at worst we can fight our way to hell and use that old woman to get the walnuts back."

The space below the crack widened, and the interior of the small mountain seemed to be hollow.

Kotegawa collected his thoughts, squinted and looked around, following a bloody scent, down, down, until he landed.

Below the crack was a slippery stone floor, carrying gusts of cold, damp wind.

He looked up and saw that the sky had turned into a crack, and a sense of loneliness about to be buried welled up in his heart.

The overwhelming killing intent that had been building up could no longer be suppressed. Following the mottled bloodstains under the crack and the wisps of black mist that had not yet dissipated, it stirred up a gust of wind and rushed into the depths of the mountain crevice.

At the end of the mountain crevice, a four-armed, pitch-black monster was chiseling at the huge boulders in front of it, its blood-red eyes filled with rage. But suddenly, it stopped, turned around slowly, and looked into the distance, its eyes revealing deep greed.

In the eyes of the yokai, Kotegawa's bloody aura was so "plump and delicious".

The ground trembled slightly; the force of the attack was already there before the person even arrived! A deep voice sounded in its ear: "I'm going to crush you into mincemeat bit by bit."

The four-armed monster suddenly transformed into a black afterimage, rushing towards the direction from which the sound came. Then, its four limbs and arms lashed out with lightning speed, their sharp claws so powerful that even rocks could not withstand them.

But a large hand seemed to emerge from the deepest darkness, grabbing its neck, and then a foot covered by a leather boot kicked it in the stomach.

The four-armed monster suddenly arched its back, its mouth agape, revealing a set of sharp fangs, but nothing came out.

It was terrified and angry, and struggled.

However, it was overwhelmed by an overwhelming aura that made it tremble, rendering it powerless.

Dark eyes stared at it.

"Thud!" One of its arms was ripped off.

It opened its mouth, but it was in pain and could not make a sound.

Then, another arm was torn off.

Kotegawa remained expressionless, channeling the anger and killing intent he had accumulated along the way into the monster before him, until it was reduced to a pile of minced meat.

He shook his hand and silently stared at the boulder that was almost completely chiseled through. The air still smelled strongly of gunpowder; it must have been Hu Tao who had blasted it in an emergency, causing the boulder to collapse, keeping the monster out and sealing her inside.

But sensing the lifeless response from the other side, his fingers clenched until they turned white, his lips trembled, his figure vanished in an instant, and then reappeared in an instant, now holding a chisel and a hammer.

This was originally prepared for Tiandu Temple.

He channeled his inner energy, hammering and chiseling the stone with such force that the chisel sank deep into the rock.

Stone chips kept falling, and the large rock was finally chiseled through, then shattered into fragments by a powerful force.

Kotegawa strode over, looking at the bloodstains on the ground. His steps quickened until he suddenly stopped in the darkness. With a flick of his sword, he severed a few strands of hair and continued deeper into the darkness.

Finally, at the very end, he saw a girl curled up in a ball, covered in blood.

The girl barely opened her eyes. Relying on a sense of familiarity, she blinked, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, and smiled: "You've come to save me!"

After she finished speaking, she smiled and lowered her eyes, a look of satisfaction on her face.

Kotegawa gasped for breath, then rushed forward and pulled out an adrenaline injection from his backpack to administer to the girl.

The breath that was about to disappear suddenly became stronger.

Seeing this, the tense Kotegawa couldn't help but clench his fist and begin to check her other injuries.

Ribs broken, left arm fractured, left cheek injured, gruesome wounds from a sharp weapon, internal organ injuries... Emergency surgery is needed, but fortunately, the spine and lumbar vertebrae are unharmed.

After confirming Hu Tao's condition, he no longer hesitated. He took out anti-inflammatory medicine and bandages from his backpack, did some simple treatment, and then ran to a distance and carried a sofa back.

He was experimenting with what could be put into the "Impermanence Realm" some time ago, and the sofa was one of the test subjects.

He carefully placed the girl down, avoiding her injuries, and used bandages to secure her. Then, he hoisted the sofa and the girl onto his shoulder, and with his other hand holding the kunai the girl had been holding, he began to climb upwards.

Chapter 146 I'm Not Happy

While the Special Branch headquarters and local specialists in Shizuoka were still searching for and investigating the cracks, arguing about what to do, a helicopter left Shizuoka, took off, and flew towards Tokyo.

Hattori Tomoko, still looking on in surprise and wary of her surroundings, suddenly realized that Shirakawa Nozomi, who had been sitting blankly on the ground just moments before, had disappeared.

On the helicopter, Yasuhiro Ishikawa looked down at the girl lying flat on the sofa at his feet, his lips moved, but he didn't say a word.

He could tell that the Shirakawa girl was so weak that she was almost not breathing.

He could also see that the quieter Kotegawa sat to the side, the more intense the flames burning in his eyes.

The little priestess sitting in the corner stared blankly at Hu Tao, and then, like a young girl, tears streamed down her face.

Kotegawa turned his head, his lips moved slightly, and said in a voice that was still able to remain calm, "If Kurumi saw this, she would definitely say that you are not allowed to cry, and that you are not allowed to be so pathetic."

The little priest's fingernails dug into his palms, and he clenched his teeth tightly.

"We've already made contact with the hospital," Ishikawa Yasuhiro said. "We'll fly straight there..."

He didn't say anything more.

With such a long delay on the road, whether they can be rescued is still a question.

Kotegawa nodded silently, a wisp of cold air swirling at his fingertips, enveloping Kurumi, and said softly, "I will protect her with my inner strength; there is enough time."

Ishikawa Yasuhiro stared blankly, then said with a hint of joking, "That's really impressive... If I ever get seriously injured in the future, you'll have to do this to me too."

Kotegawa thought about it carefully and said seriously, "Don't worry, I definitely won't let you die."

Yasuhiro Ishikawa, who had only intended to say a few words, scratched his head and said, "I appreciate your kindness, but I hope I never have to use it in this lifetime."

Otherwise, I'll always feel like I'm cursing myself.

After the helicopter flew back to Tokyo, Kurumi was taken into the emergency room, and the young priest was also taken to have his wounds treated.