Tokyo: The Player Behind the Scenes

"Heaven."

A dark red star appeared in the sky sometime during the night.

Then came two, then three.

Soon, countless blood-red stars appeared in the night sky, forming a picture like the Milky Way.

As seen in the rapidly zooming-in footage, those red dots are not stars, but rather long swords of unknown origin, seemingly composed of blood and qi.

They appeared in terrifying numbers, their sword tips angled towards the earth, creating a scene of countless stars.

The demon swordsman, holding his demon sword, floated among the clouds, almost blending into the night.

"Could these all be people it killed? There can't possibly be that many!!" The expert, who had been studying the history of the demon sword day and night for several days, couldn't accept this scene.

Just one glance at it, and it must be worth at least several hundred thousand!

“No, it’s not impossible.” His colleague turned away, his face pale. “The fourth Muramasa was responsible for a massacre. Although the exact number wasn’t recorded, it must have been tens of thousands to over a hundred thousand.”

"Moreover, not every knife necessarily represents a life."

The military didn't care about all that and decided to strike first.

"Close-in weapon system locked, firing restrictions lifted."

"Prioritize locking down the Demon Sword Monk."

The automatic close-in weapon system aimed at the Blood Blade Stars above, its muzzle flashes bursting with flames, and tracer rounds pierced the night sky, weaving a dense spiderweb of barrages composed of a storm of metal.

However, the Blood Blade is too small, making it a real case of using a cannon to kill a mosquito. Even with AI locking on, it is extremely easy to lose the target, and more bullets will pass through the gaps between the blades.

The charred black demon swordsman faced the ground, gripping his demon sword and pointing it downwards.

Immediately, the Blood Blade trembled, trailing a red mist of blood, and fell like a meteor towards the Sea Forest Park, covering the sky and causing a torrential downpour.

With a series of metallic clangs, the close-in weapon system spun rapidly, desperately trying to deal with the blood-stained blades that kept rushing towards it. But in the end, it was outnumbered and riddled with countless blood-stained blades, unable to unleash its firepower any longer.

The ground-based mechanized forces were easily penetrated and cut off, and their counterattacks were merely a drop in the ocean, quickly overwhelmed by the tide of blood blades.

Within minutes, the defenses of Umi no Mori Park collapsed and were completely paralyzed. The ground was now a deep crimson, which, in a daze, resembled a field of blooming spider lilies.

The command center was completely silent.

The only thing to be thankful for now is that the defenses of Umi no Mori Park are not particularly strong, and the losses are limited. They have deployed more of their defenses on the south side of this artificial island, where Taki himself is also located.

We still have the ability to retaliate.

It's unclear why the Demon Blade didn't choose to attack from the south, but instead targeted the relatively weakly defended Sea Forest Park. Clearly, if such a torrential downpour of swords were unleashed, even the most heavily defended side would suffer heavy losses and lose its main force.

However, they soon forgot about it.

The demon swordsman, carrying his demon sword, suddenly plunged headfirst into the ground and disappeared without a trace.

In an instant, the earth began to tremble.

The dense blood-red blades on the ground transformed into a crimson tide, rising into a vast expanse of blood-red mist that spread rapidly, covering almost the entire artificial island within mere tens of seconds and severely obstructing visibility.

In the center of that blood pool, at the original location of the Sea Forest Park.

A dark red castle, reminiscent of the Edo period, slowly rose from the ground before everyone's eyes.

Chapter 161: Breakthrough of the Defense Line

Blood mist surged, and the outline of the dark red city gradually became clear.

The layers of eaves pierced the mist, like countless inverted demonic fangs.

Thick, scarlet liquid flowed on the tiles, and the surface of the city wall was entwined with vine-like, blood-red veins, each vein pulsating eerily, as if the entire city were a crouching, towering behemoth.

"This shape...it's a castle tower?!"

Although the blood mist affected visibility, the signal was not interfered with. Thanks to the dense network of drones, Yokota's command center could still see multi-directional images of the scene.

The castle tower (tenshu) is the most representative part of Japanese castles, stacked layer upon layer, commanding a high vantage point.

But usually, there isn't a scale or size like this, so overwhelming that it completely disrupts all official plans.

On the south shore of the artificial island, Taki, protected by a large number of mechanical weapons, looked at the faintly visible blood-red sky gate and seemed to understand something.

The demon sword she wields in the game is merely the demon sword of the third generation Muramasa.

However, according to the notebook left by Hosei, it was the fourth Muramasa who truly triggered a brutal and bloody massacre.

Therefore, since she did not experience that era, she could not possibly know the full extent of the demon sword's abilities.

Boom boom!

Several bursts of flame exploded on the castle tower.

Commander McCullough authorized the missile launch immediately after the castle tower appeared.

The destroyer was in the waters not far away. The missile arrived in an instant and struck the giant castle tower, splashing up bloody fragments. However, overall, there was no damage visible to the naked eye.

It's very simple, the dosage is not enough.

Thus, the suicide drones formed a swarm, the frigate's guns were aimed, and all the missiles entered the launch sequence.

Nearly a century later, a massive bombing that ripped apart the heavens and earth was reenacted in Tokyo.

The swarm of drones crashed into the castle tower, exploding one after another. Then came a barrage of missiles and artillery shells raining down on the ground. Just watching it made one feel suffocated, as if one had traveled back to a modern battlefield, where a meat grinder-like showdown was about to unfold.

shhhhh!

Rumble!

Some of the blood-red blades fired from the castle tower were intercepted by some of the missiles, causing them to detonate prematurely in mid-air.

Before the bombardment ended and the bombers arrived, the castle tower extended a walkway space around each floor. Countless blood-soaked figures ran out of the building, holding bows and arrows, aiming at the south, drawing their bows—and firing!

Countless red arrows rained down on Takii.

"Counterattack detected, Ms. Muramasa, please enter the safe house," a robot controlled by a human advised Taki.

Takii did not refuse, gripped the Yokai Cutter tightly, and walked into the safe house.

She felt less nervous than she had imagined; instead, she seemed more excited.

"Hold the line!"

Input the command, and the machine troops deploy their defensive array, disperse their formation, and unfurl shields.

The close-in weapon systems on the south bank continued to fire, taking down as many targets as possible.

The crimson arrow pierced through the thick lines of fire and blood mist, striking a robot in the shoulder and exploding into a spray of blood, instantly paralyzing the robot.

Close-in weapon systems can withstand more damage, but eventually they become riddled with holes and still cannot escape the fate of being destroyed.

When faced with these "cold weapons," the terrifying firepower of modern technology was momentarily at a disadvantage!

"Squad 157 is out of control!"

"Squad 159 has lost response; we are completely on the defensive!"

"Wolf Den No. 7 and Beehive No. 3 have been destroyed and are unable to continue operations."

"Tell me, how many spare units are left?!"

How long until the bombing squadron arrives?

After several waves of arrows, the robot army suffered heavy losses.

On the castle tower, the archer's bow disappeared, and before the bombing began, he leaped into the air, spreading his gliding wings, and flew towards the south bank across the waterway.

"Enemy attack! Close combat imminent! Regroup and deploy your lines!"

"Release all backup units and protect the safe house!"

"Talos Squad will guard both flanks."

"The helicopter squadron is rushing to the front line to stop the monsters from getting close to the safe house."

Orders were issued one after another, and the devastated battlefield began to function again.

The castle tower was once again subjected to a barrage of bombs, the flames reflected in the tower visible to almost the entire city of Tokyo, and the thunderous roars that echoed through the air made one's heart pound in unison.

If you live in a coastal area, you can see a huge castle looming in and out of the low-lying crimson clouds. Explosions repeatedly illuminate the blood mist, like lightning rolling in the clouds.

Iwasaki, dressed in a black robe, stood atop a tall building. After watching quietly for a while, he transformed into black mist and, under the cover of night, headed towards the direction of the blazing fire.

Near the port of the artificial island, in a cluster of factory buildings, Nobi, who had been squatting there for almost two days, appeared in the blood mist, feeling the earth tremble, his pupils reflecting the continuous artillery fire.

Even if he appeared now, there would be nothing he could do. He suppressed his emotions and waited for the right moment for the demon sword to truly appear.

In the southern area, bloodied figures landed one after another, greeted by swarms of bullets, flamethrowers, and self-destructing mechanical dogs.

These blood-soaked figures are not powerful beings. With sufficient firepower, they can be easily dispersed and turned into a pool of putrid blood.

After landing, batches of surviving blood-soaked men pulled out blood-stained knives from behind and quickly approached the defending forces.

However, positional warfare is where modern firepower has an advantage. As long as there are enough bullets, the defensive network laid out can make it difficult for the Blood Man to break through.

If they hadn't fallen from the sky in such a scattered manner, I could have easily killed them all, no matter how many came.

"Heaven!"

Within the Talos squad, which was maintaining some pressure on the defensive line, a blood-soaked figure fell from the sky. A blood-stained blade pierced directly into the skull of one of the men's armor, followed by a muffled explosion. The squad members inside were instantly turned into minced meat.

"Damn it!"

The group turned their guns around, intending to unleash their firepower on the bloodied man in front of them.

With lightning speed, it flicked its hand, sending a barrage of shurikens striking one of their weakest armored sections, embedding it halfway in, before vanishing into the blood mist in the blink of an eye.

Ninja?!

These blood-soaked people actually have career plans?

On the battlefield, there was more than one blood-soaked ninja. They appeared like ghosts, helping the main force to breach the defensive line and create a firepower vacuum.

The Blood Man's arquebusiers quickly followed, one shot per robot, tearing apart the loosened defenses.

With a single slash, the blood-soaked warrior cut down the robot dog that was charging at him because it had run out of ammunition, and continued to act as a human shield, walking at the forefront.

Ammunition began to run out, and the defensive line in the rear, which was being disrupted by ninjas, gradually became riddled with holes.

They stepped over the mechanical ruins that were flashing with electric arcs, heading towards the core they were protecting.

These blood-soaked figures were not acting haphazardly; they were like spirits returning from hundreds of years ago, following their instinctive combat coordination and will, and advancing methodically toward their destination.

One by one, the well-prepared positions were destroyed, and the mechanical dog wolf dens were ruined.

Just as they were almost completely breaking through, the helicopter formation finally arrived in time, using machine guns to draw lines on the ground prohibiting passage.

Taking advantage of this respite, the remaining troops regrouped and barely held onto the last line of defense, almost right in front of the safe house.

But the good times didn't last long. The ninja blood man threw out his crimson grappling hook and instantly appeared on the helicopter.

"What the hell!"

Even though visibility was reduced due to the night and the blood mist, they still maintained an altitude of several tens of meters. How could this thing climb up with just a grappling hook?!

The crew members in the back row were shocked to see this and hurriedly tried to fire, but the enemy was faster than them. A bloody blade swept across, and two heads rolled to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, two knives pierced the cockpit, and the helicopter instantly went out of control, tilting and spinning towards the ground before crashing into a fireball.

After losing several helicopters in this way, the other helicopters were so frightened that they quickly took off and only dared to hover outside the blood mist.

A heated debate is underway in the command center.

"We must bring Muramasa Taki back!"

"How do I bring it? Tell me how! The helicopter can't even get close!"

"Use close-range bombing to buy time?"

"The bombing squadron has just completed its bombing of the castle tower. It will take time, and the possibility of friendly fire is too high."

"We can't bombard them. Our objective is to get Muramasa Taki out! Her death is far more terrifying than her being controlled by the demon sword! Even the ship's cannons can't fire in this visibility."

"Fleet, have Talos's squad cover her as she gets to a ship and leaves!"

McCullough's gaze swept over the excited staff officers. On the battle screen, large areas had fallen, the mechanical forces were almost wiped out, and the two Talos squads had also suffered varying degrees of losses.

Without a doubt, this operation was on the verge of failure. They were like fishermen who had made all the preparations, but they did not expect to catch a Godzilla.

If Muramasa Takii dies, even if he can blast that giant castle tower to the ground, it won't make much difference.