At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

"Oh dear, are you really going to hit me? The weapons from the security company were all sponsored by me~" A girl with her hair in a kimono stepped out of the car, and a servant in a black suit quickly opened an umbrella for her.

"Tch..." Tendou Musou sneered.

Sima Weizhi is the only daughter of the president of Sima Heavy Industries, the world's largest weapons company. She attended the same high school as Sima Weizhi and was the student council president. They have been mortal enemies since they entered the school, but she did help out the security company that Sima Weizhi runs.

I heard that this fox has already gained control of a small portion of Sima Heavy Industries' Tokyo division. This guy is probably the same age as her.

I've also started a security company, although I only have Rentaro as a police officer, which proves that I'm no less intelligent than her.

This fox also knows swordsmanship, and she completely dominates her opponent in swordsmanship, although her spear skills are also completely outmatched by her opponent.

"I won't fight you here, Sword Demon." Sima Weizhi opened the folding fan in her hand to cover her cheek, her eyes narrowed into slits, elegant and dignified, yet also very much like a fox.

"Also, why do you think someone like you, a newly appointed president of a security company, would be invited? Heh."

Kisara Tendo's brow twitched and her lips twitched. She had thought about this question before. She originally thought it was because she and Rentaro were both from the Tendo family, but it seems that it was this fox.

Damn it, I owe someone another favor.

"Hehe." Sima Weizhi chuckled smugly and walked towards the conference building. "I will make you, you sword demon, submit to the feet of my Sima faction!"

"Hmph, let's go too." Tendo Kisara curled her lip. This fox woman's perverse sense of humor—she enjoys seeing those who dislike her owe her favors, then secretly laughs behind her back, thinking that this will subdue her. Dream on.

Upon entering the conference building, I was led to the conference hall by a waiter in a suit.

The conference hall was very large, with several thousand seats, and two-thirds of it was already occupied, with not many people left at the back.

These are the well-known figures in Tokyo's three to four million-strong ward, and they influence every aspect of Tokyo.

The atmosphere was extremely heavy, causing Tendo Kisara and Satomi Rentaro, who had just walked in, to catch their breath.

Around the conference room, at intervals, stood a strong man dressed in various styles, each with an 'Initiator' standing beside him.

They are all top-ranked police officers in the Tokyo area, and they are brought in by presidents of major police companies and directors of large corporations to protect their safety.

After all, even if it's an order from the Holy Emperor, who knows if a meeting of this level might turn out to be a trap or something like a 'Feast at Hongmen'?

“We’re the least noticeable ones, Kisara-nee,” Rentaro Satomi whispered.

"I'm also a president, no less than the presidents of other security companies," Tendo Kisara said defiantly, then walked straight past several occupied seats to sit in the middle. No one cared about their age; perhaps they were geniuses in some field from powerful families, like Sima Miori.

She had just sat down and looked up at the front when she suddenly clenched her teeth. One of the people she hated most walked onto the stage in the conference hall.

"Everyone, please be quiet. This meeting was convened by His Majesty the Holy Emperor. Even I am not fully aware of the details yet," said an elderly man with white hair and a beard reaching his chest, his hands behind his back, speaking in the tone of a superior.

Then, he bowed slightly towards the door on the side of the podium.

Upon seeing this, everyone present stood up and looked over with varying expressions.

A young girl with short, elegant silver hair walked in. Although she was young, she already possessed some leadership qualities.

Everyone bowed slightly to show their respect.

Although they are influential figures in various sectors of Tokyo, in the hierarchical Tokyo, bloodline represents everything, and even if it is only on the surface, one must still be on the right track in this regard.

Even the head of the Tendo family, Tendo Kikunojo, who held absolute power in Tokyo's political circles and practically usurped the Emperor's authority, had to respect the Emperor's bloodline, because it was the foundation of this rigidly hierarchical society.

"Hello, everyone." The Holy Emperor walked up to the podium and gracefully sat on the pure white chair that had been prepared in advance.

“You are all people who influence every aspect of Tokyo. You must be wondering why I’m in such a hurry for you to come, right?”

No one spoke; they all straightened up and looked at the Holy Emperor.

"Because the world has reached its end. It's not the end of the world, we are in the end times now, the end of humanity, in short, the destruction of the world."

"what?"

Some frowned, some were stunned, some were puzzled, and some were surprised, not understanding what the Holy Emperor meant.

"May I ask, Your Majesty?" Sima Weizhi raised her hand.

"Who are you?" The Holy Emperor looked at Sima Weizhi.

“One of the supervisors of Sima Heavy Industries’ Tokyo branch, Sima Miori,” Sima Miori said.

"The daughter of the president of Sima Heavy Industries?" The Holy Emperor nodded. The headquarters of Sima Heavy Industries was not in Tokyo. The daughter of the president of Sima Heavy Industries was studying in Tokyo, as far as she knew, at the same school as her. However, she did not attend the school. Instead, the teacher came to the Holy Residence to teach, and she was just registered at the school.

"I will answer your questions one by one after I finish speaking. Now please listen carefully to what I have to say."

The Holy Emperor stood up.

"The heavy rain has been continuous since yesterday, and the amount of rain is constantly increasing."

"This is not a natural phenomenon, but a divine punishment from God."

“I am not speaking recklessly, but rather the Seraph descended before me yesterday and told me this.”

As the Holy Emperor spoke, his body emitted a soft silver light, and the pattern of scales appeared on his forehead.

"what?"

"Light?"

"The Holy Emperor is shining!"

"miracle!"

In an instant, gasps of surprise erupted in the conference room, and even the regent Tendou Kikunojo, who was standing next to the Holy Emperor, looked horrified.

The Holy Emperor already possessed a holy aura, which now made her appear like a saint descended to earth.

While some special cursed children may possess magical powers, such as those with the electric eel gene, this distinct feeling of divine light is not something that any gene can provide.

"This is the power that God bestowed upon me after I met the angel yesterday." The Holy Emperor raised his hand and touched his forehead: "The mark on my forehead is a 'stigmata'."

"Some of you have read the Bible, right? After the Son of God suffered and rose from the dead, God bestowed miracles upon the places where he was wounded during his suffering: his hands, his feet, his chest, his back, and his forehead. These seven wounds are the Seven Miracles."

"And I also received a miracle from the Son of God."

As the Holy Emperor spoke, the 'power of justice' inherent in the Holy Mark flowed into his eyes.

Since obtaining the Stigmata, she has been busy gathering people from all walks of life in Tokyo and has not yet really used the power granted to her by the Stigmata.

Her eyes shimmered with a silvery light, and the world she saw had changed.

Wisps of black smoke appeared before her eyes, growing more and more numerous and thicker, as if she were currently in a furnace burning with black smoke.

The black smoke was emanating from the people present at the event.

The Holy Emperor was stunned. The black mist in front of him gathered into one face after another. Most of these faces were those of children, and a small number were those of adults.

They roared, wailed, and wept, recounting the sins of the culprit.

'How...how could this be...' The Holy Emperor snapped back to reality, cold sweat pouring down his forehead and dripping from his chin. His teeth were chattering, and his breathing became erratic.

The black smoke, composed of countless wailing faces, seemed to threaten to burst the entire conference hall, as if a hellish world was pressing down on her.

I received a lot of information when I obtained the Stigmata; this 'dark aura' is the aura of sin.

If the aura of evil can be seen, it proves that at least one innocent person has been killed, and one will surely go to hell to atone for one's sins. If one is enveloped in black aura, it means that one's sins are unforgivable and cannot be forgiven by the gods, and one can only be swallowed into the belly of a demon.

Faces like these are appearing, what does that represent? She couldn't imagine it, since the information the Stigmata had given her didn't include these.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?" Tendou Kikunojo asked.

The Holy Emperor looked at Tendo Kikunojo beside him, his pupils contracted, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

His sinful aura seemed to solidify into a tangible form, with countless wailing faces condensed within the black mist, as if demons from hell had descended upon the world.

As her regent and the minister entrusted by her mother, Kikunojo Tendo was in charge of all the affairs of Tokyo before she inherited the title of "Holy Emperor," making him undoubtedly her most capable minister.

Why! Why!! Why!!

Why is this happening?!

The Holy Emperor quickly looked at the glass wall of the conference room and then at the outside.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Lightning flashed across the dark clouds.

Under the dark clouds and in the pouring rain, the city seemed to be on fire. Countless evil emanated from every corner of the city, eventually swirling in the sky and enveloping the entire city of Tokyo.

"The Holy Emperor?" Tendou Kikunojo asked again, frowning. What was wrong? He had suddenly fallen silent after displaying the miracle.

The Holy Emperor snapped out of his daze, quickly deactivated his holy mark, and the faint light around him dissipated. He said, somewhat exhausted, "No, it's nothing... I just saw something that ordinary people can't see..."

"I...I'll continue," the Holy Emperor said, his mind in a daze.

In a daze, she spoke the message that the angel had given her.

How human greed opened Pandora's box, causing the 'end of the world,' and how God watches over humanity as it strays further and further down the path to destruction.

Finally, God's patience ran out, and the 'Great Flood' began, ending the era of humankind.

"When God saw that the wickedness of mankind on earth was great, he announced that he would use a flood to destroy all living things on earth, that there would be no one who would die."

"The increasingly heavy rains we are experiencing are the prelude to a cataclysmic flood."

After finishing his speech, the Holy Emperor slumped into a chair, ignoring their varied expressions and his vacant gaze.

how so……

Are they all unforgivable sinners, deserving of divine forgiveness?

"A world-ending flood! Holy Emperor, is this real? It can't be real, there are no gods in this world!" A person who did not believe in gods stood up.

“Yes, although you performed a miracle, isn’t that some kind of superpower?” another person stood up.

"Are you sure you're not joking with us?"

With someone taking the lead, more and more people stood up to ask questions. Although they had indeed been shocked, they did not believe in the existence of God.

"Does God really exist?" Tendou Kisara frowned. She also felt that the Holy Emperor was joking. It wasn't that she didn't believe, but if God really existed in the world, how could there be 'Gastrea'? How could there be so much injustice?

As the Holy Emperor watched the people who kept standing up to question him, the message given to him by the angel appeared in his mind.

Finding three heroes will allow God to absolve this era of its final judgment.

But... having witnessed the 'aura of evil' with her own eyes, she felt that even a hero wouldn't be willing to save it.

She also appears to be one of the three heroes the angels are searching for.

But she was torn inside. She was the ruler of Tokyo, and she should protect everyone in Tokyo and stand up for the future of everyone in Tokyo.

The noise in the conference room grew louder, just as Kikunojo Tendo was about to speak.

Buzz————

Emerald green light burst forth outside the glass wall, illuminating the entire sky.