At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

At the same time, the giant blue scales in the sky emitted light, and the power of justice enveloped everyone. The questioning of the soul made everyone's memories appear before their eyes like a kaleidoscope.

All the good and bad things I've done in my life, even the bad things like bullying my deskmate in kindergarten or stealing erasers, all come back to life.

These good and bad things made them re-evaluate whether they were good people or sinners.

"No, no, no, this can't all be blamed on me! I'm a victim too!"

"I did it! But I wasn't the main person involved! So it can't be counted as me doing it!"

"It's not my fault! It's all this damn world's fault! Without this world, how could I have done anything wrong!"

"I'm just discriminating against the Cursed Child like everyone else! If I don't do it, I'll be discriminated against! Don't blame me!"

"This is all the world's fault! The world is wrong! I'm not at fault!"

"That's unfair! Talking about good and evil without considering the environment in which people live! That's unfair!"

"This is not justice! The world is unjust! We have simply been molded into this state by the world!"

"It's because the world has become like this that we've made mistakes!"

"Trials like this! There are no good people in the world!"

Countless people were labeled as 'sinners' and 'evil people' and hysterically shouted at the sky.

Fukalos listened calmly to the rebuttals of countless people, remaining unmoved.

Environment can certainly influence a person, but that is not an excuse for committing a crime.

hum~

The blue scales of justice concluded their judgment of good and evil, and the light condensed into arrows that shot towards the crowd in Tokyo.

In that instant, the hysterical person thought it was the angel's anger. Before they could react, they found that the arrow of light had hit the person next to them, and there was no bloody mess.

This was a young man with short white hair, and next to him was a 'Starter' with white hair wearing a witch's hat, holding the young man's hand.

"This is... me, I was chosen? I, who did some wrong things in the past, am actually a good person?" The young man couldn't believe it; the blue arrow of light was the 'ticket' to board 'Noah's Ark'.

"Of course, Akima-nii is a good person, the best person to me." The Initiator wearing the witch's hat raised her head and said in a childish voice, then lowered her head weakly.

“Fuse Midori… perhaps it is because of you that I was chosen.” Shoma Nagisawa said gratefully, looking at Midori holding his hand. He never treated Midori as a tool, but rather as an assistant to his sister. Because of Midori, he would set aside a portion of his commission to buy food to help the cursed children in the outer districts.

Those chosen to board the 'Ark of Salvation'.

A great flood will arrive in five days, and you must board the 'Ark of Salvation' within five days.

The choice is given to humanity itself. Not everyone is willing to say goodbye to their family forever; some choose to face the world-ending flood together.

"Aaaaaah! We can't get on the ship! And none of you are getting on either!"

"We're destined for hell! So let's not care about anything else!"

"Everyone must die with us!!!"

After the selection process ended, all those who weren't chosen went completely insane.

If one cannot survive, then one must make those who can survive die with one's own; the greatest evil in human nature is fully unleashed at this moment.

Chapter 170: The Great Flood That Will Destroy the World, and the Good Survivors

"Fuse Midori!" Akimaro Tsurugi shouted as he saw the people around him rushing towards them like wild beasts, his inner lining instantly soaked with cold sweat.

In order to fight Gastrea, he joined the Tendo family dojo to learn 'Tendo swordsmanship' and 'Tendo spear techniques'. However, he felt that these were not suitable for him, so he secretly changed the techniques to fist techniques. Because of this, he was expelled from the Tendo family dojo for disgracing the family.

With his own fist techniques alone, he was able to fight against a Gastrea of ​​Regeneration Level 3, and with the help of Busch, he was able to fight against several Gastrea of ​​Regeneration Level 3.

Even so, he couldn't handle such a large crowd.

These people have gone mad and will die in five days, so their rationality has completely collapsed and they have turned into beasts.

“Brother Akima!” Fuse Midori’s eyes instantly turned red, and her fingertips stretched out like cat claws. At the same time, the wide witch’s hat on her head fell down, revealing a pair of fluffy cat ears. She was the cursed child of the ‘cat gene’. Because the gene was more active, she grew cat ears and a tail.

This is why she was treated differently from the other cursed children; before meeting Akimaro Sagisawa, no one was willing to make her their partner.

"You chosen ones, die!" A blond man with tattoos went berserk, grabbing a steel pipe and charging at Akimasa Nagasawa, roaring as he smashed the pipe toward Nagasawa's head.

Tsuzawa Akira's face was grim. He was completely surrounded by the crowd and had nowhere to escape. Now he regretted not staying at home instead of running out!

And the number of people selected is far too small.

He doesn't consider himself a good person, just an ordinary person. Are there so few ordinary people like him? So many people have killed innocent people?

He always thought the world was crazy, but he never imagined it would be crazier than he could have imagined.

With so few chosen, they naturally become the enemies of the majority who were not chosen.

"Fuse Midori, you just need to take care of yourself! Don't worry about me!" Seeing that Fuse Midori was about to make a move, Tsuzawa Akima quickly said, and then rushed towards the crowd. Taking the initiative was better than being on the defensive.

"Dragon Tail - White Tiger!"

Akimaru Sawa rushed towards the blond delinquent who was charging at him at a speed beyond that of an ordinary person. His muscles bulged like rubber bands, his body leaned back, and his center of gravity shifted to his hands. His left foot kicked towards the blond delinquent's chin like a cannonball.

boom! ! !

The blond-haired man's head exploded like a watermelon, the smell of rust and the bursting red liquid shooting in all directions.

Although the humans in this world do not possess extraordinary powers beyond reason, their mastery of strength techniques and physical training and development still enable them to fight against a hundred men and deliver a punch with the force of a ton.

This level is equivalent to an extraordinary being who has awakened 'source potential'.

The red liquid splattered onto the crowd rushing towards them, but they didn't regain their senses because of this scene. After all, living in the apocalypse, they had seen dead people more or less.

Fuse Tsui constantly dodged the attacks of the onrushing crowd. Ordinary people without systematic combat training posed no threat to her. She had never killed anyone, so she dared not and was unwilling to kill. When she encountered a 'facilitator' who was her match while doing bounty missions, she would only destroy the other party's weapons.

“Brother Akima…” Fuse Midori was stunned when she saw Akima Shoji kill someone. It was the first time she had ever seen Akima Shoji kill someone so decisively.

"Don't focus on me! They've lost their minds. They're beasts now. Only when beasts know I'm not their prey will they be afraid!" Shout Akimaru Tsuzawa dodged a fat middle-aged man who lunged at him, his arms and hands bulging with veins.

"Cihua Fantian!"

Akira Tsurugi used both hands to strike the oncoming person repeatedly at a speed that created afterimages.

Crack! Thud! Thud—those hit by his fist either had their heads smashed, their chests caved in, or their spines broken.

In just over ten seconds, more than fifty people had fallen around him, their fates unknown. The red liquid had stained the ground around him, and as the torrential rain poured down, the red liquid flowed outwards.

Shojiro Tsuzawa stood atop a pile of corpses as tall as a person, gritting his teeth as he stared at the crowd that had stopped and was now retreating. Words were squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Get out of here, all of you!"

"Monster! Monster!" a bald man cried out in terror as he scrambled to his feet.

"Come on up if you want to die." Wherever Akira Tsuzawa looked, the crowd took two steps back.

"Monsters! Those chosen are all monsters! They're not human at all!"

"Monster! Die!" A policeman whose uniform buttons had popped open due to his obesity pulled out a gun and kept firing at Akira Nagasawa.

boom! boom! boom!

Akimaro Tsubasa's expression changed. He couldn't dodge in time, but instinctively avoided a vital spot. The bullet was aimed at his shoulder.

Just when he thought he was about to be shot, the green light arrow in his body emitted light, and a layer of light film appeared on his body.

The bullet stopped the instant it hit the light membrane; he didn't even feel any kinetic energy from it.

Jingle ~

The bullet rolled on the ground with a crisp metallic sound.

"Monster! Monster!" The policeman who fired the shot had his fat face contorted into a ferocious grimace, his magazine empty, and his body trembling with bulging fat.

"Angel's protection? Does it automatically protect the chosen one when they are harmed?" Akimaro Tsubasa looked up at the emerald green 'Noah's Ark' in the sky.

How could we not protect those humans chosen by God to go to the new century?

The green arrow had just told him that as long as he silently recited "board the ship," the "Noah's Ark" would guide him aboard.

“Fuse Midori, you also received the message from the angel, right?” Akimaro Tsubasa looked at Fuse Midori, who had retreated to his side.

At this very moment, despite the torrential rain and the surrounding crowd of people who seemed like wild beasts, as if they were at odds with the world, my heart was so calm.

“Yes, Akima-nii, let’s go together, let’s go to a new world together.” Fuse Midori’s eyes were full of anticipation and longing.

"In the new world, there will be no pain, right? And no discomfort, right?"

"No one will hate each other, right? Everyone will be happy, right?"

"I... I can be a normal person now, right..."

As Akimaru Tsuzawa listened to the childish voice, it seemed as if the expectation in the voice was an unattainable dream for the person who spoke those words. A tremor ran through his heart. He had never heard Midori Fuse say such things before.

All the memories of my life, from birth to the present, kept being released in my mind. Those memories that I didn't remember were fully brought to the surface in the judgment of good and evil.

His deceased parents loved him very much. His childhood was happy and warm, filled with friends, family, and classmates.

But Bush Tsui and the others were abandoned from birth, perhaps even before their umbilical cords were cut, and were thrown into the outer areas. They had nothing and could only survive by passively accepting the kindness of kind people.

The kind-hearted people who help them might also face retaliation from those who hate Gastrea.

He could not have imagined the hardships of survival without experiencing them firsthand.

Even if they are lucky enough to be adopted by IISO, they will be subjected to death-like training from the very beginning, and many of them do not survive until the training is over.

Even if they become 'Initiators' after training, their partners will most likely not treat them well.

“Fuse Midori…this is something that people are born with…” Shoma Nagisawa felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his eyes involuntarily welled up with tears. He smiled and said, “The new world will definitely be the happiest.”

“Let’s go, Akima-nii.” Fuse Midori smiled sweetly and raised her little hand: “Let’s board!”

"Board the ship!" Akimasa Tsuzawa raised his hand high.

As soon as the words were spoken, emerald green bubbles enveloped the two of them, carrying them toward Noah's Ark, boarding the ship to the new world in this fairytale-like way.

"I wonder if Rentaro has boarded the ship yet. With that guy always talking about justice since he was a child, he should be able to get on board." Akimaru Tsubasa looked back at the city streets below that were getting smaller and smaller.

He and Rentaro Satomi were fellow disciples, having met each other at the Tendo family dojo.

One after another, emerald green bubbles carried the chosen people toward Noah's Ark.

The number of bubbles increased, as if balloons were being released during a celebration.

Of Tokyo’s more than three million people, 95% are criminals. The remaining 5%, though a small percentage, still numbers around 150,000.

Most of these people had helped the cursed children in the outer districts; otherwise, so many cursed children would not have been able to survive.