Tokyo: The Player Behind the Scenes

Time is running out.

A buzzing sound came from the engine.

It can still move!

The captain quickly shifted gears, reversed a few meters, and then plunged into the relatively sparse woods beside him, with no intention of returning the way he came.

The only hope now is to move forward, ever forward!

"Can you hear me?! Can you hear me? This is the Kyoto headquarters of the Extraordinary Measures Department. This is Yokoyama Masahiro. Follow our orders from now on."

"Speak!" the captain roared, as if seizing a lifeline.

"Delay as much time as possible. Ms. Muramasa is in Koka City, and she has already taken a helicopter to your location."

The captain suddenly saw a glimmer of hope for survival.

My initial despair subsided considerably.

If it were the legendary swordswoman, Ninth Generation Muramasa, who were to take action, she should be able to handle a monster of this caliber!

Clang.

A distinct noise came from the roof of the car.

That thing is up there!

The captain twisted the steering wheel hard, swinging it as much as possible in the narrow space, trying to throw the monster away.

Bang!

A twisted hand pierced through the roof of the car and appeared between the two men.

The officer in the passenger seat quickly aimed his gun at the opening and fired.

"go to hell!"

The gunshot nearly deafened the captain, causing his car to slow down slightly.

"Ho ho!"

The metal roof of the car was completely torn open. The monster roared and its black hand, despite the bullets, grabbed the officer's hands. Then it twisted violently, and the officer's hands twisted like a pretzel. Blood sprayed out like a spray, and bone pierced through the flesh.

The officer was in so much pain that he almost fainted and began convulsing on the spot.

Before he could even scream a few more times, the monster's other hand pierced his eyeballs and mouth, pulling his head out like a bowling ball, dragging a long spine as it disappeared into the passenger seat, leaving only his mangled body lying limply, blood gushing out.

"Ryuta! Damn it!"

zizi——

Bang!

The car was completely covered in blood, and the captain was almost covered in blood. He could hardly see the road ahead, and the hope that had been born not long ago was now covered in despair again.

He frantically turned the steering wheel and miraculously managed to shake the monster off.

He thought he heard—the sound of a helicopter!

Boom!

The car crashed into a tree with a loud bang and stalled completely.

The captain's nerves snapped, and he rolled his eyes and fainted.

"I never expected to encounter such a drama instead of finding a cemetery."

From the treetop, Renault glanced at the approaching helicopter, then, dressed in black and red samurai armor, pondered for a moment, drew his katana, and leaped down.

Clang!

"so hard."

Reno frowned as he felt the recoil from the blade.

Sensing the threat, the mindless monster took two steps back and let out a threatening growl.

"A little bit of wisdom, but not much. We just happen to have this much blood, so let's not waste it."

Without making a sound, he drew some of the blood from the car to replenish his energy, and then imbued the knife with that blood energy.

"die!"

Aiming at the monster's open chest, Renault sprayed a red mist from the spot, instantly appearing in front of the monster and plunging his knife into its shriveled heart.

"Crack!"

In an instant, the monster began to tremble and collapsed to the ground.

Renault understood that this thing was good in terms of hardness, speed, and attack power, but its weaknesses were equally formidable.

As long as you can attack the opponent's "open heart", you can instantly kill them.

This would pose a threat to civilians and ordinary police officers, but for some special armed groups with powerful firepower, as long as enough shots are fired, one of them will eventually hit the target.

Renault deliberately waited two extra seconds to make sure the helicopter was in sight before re-entering the dense forest.

"That's... a red-armored warrior?"

On the helicopter, the Talos squad, who had come with Muramasa, quickly captured the moment Reno dealt with the monster using their face armor.

Although Renault wasn't wearing red armor, but rather a black and red suit, someone started calling him that, and everyone else followed suit.

Muramasa Takii wasn't particularly surprised by his appearance.

In the player lobby, both the knight "Chi" and the samurai "Mori" said that based on the game's clues, they planned to go to Koga to seek an opportunity and prevent a possible disaster.

She came to Koga with the same purpose.

It was just an excuse given to the authorities; she used the pretext of searching Koga to see if there were any hidden dangers left by the fourth Muramasa.

That makes perfect sense. After all, the records left by Hosei describe the Fourth Muramasa causing havoc in Koga. There might be some potential threat behind it. It's not a problem to come and eliminate it since the demon sword was destroyed not long ago.

As the helicopter descended, Takii pulled out a dagger, her body instantly becoming lighter, and she leaped down.

The Talos squad followed behind, landing on the ground.

Taki put away his dagger and drew his demon-slaying sword from behind him. Silence fell over the surroundings.

It seems that only this one monster came after them, and it was killed by the red-armored warrior who suddenly appeared.

She approached the corpse and smelled that repulsive yet vaguely familiar scent.

It really is related to the demon sword.

"Scan complete. No suspicious activity found nearby."

"You, take the survivors and the monster corpses back."

The helicopter dropped a ladder, and a team member tied the unconscious detective to his back, carrying the body, and evacuated the scene.

The remaining people rushed to the original parking spot, only to find a mutilated corpse, its internal organs also emptied.

Looking at the direction in which the blood-red footprints spread, Taki's brows furrowed.

Those things have gone down the mountain.

“Ms. Muramasa, breaking news: those monsters…” Captain Talos looked at Taki, “…appeared in Koka city, numbering three to five, causing considerable casualties.”

In other words, the monsters that just appeared on this mountain are not all of them.

"Where did these things come from?" Taki wondered, pondering the contents of the game.

This monster is somewhat like a knife slave, but it has been mixed with something else, as if it has undergone some inexplicable mutation, becoming hardened, with its heart open and withered.

heart?

"The heart of forbearance?"

Chapter 182: The Heart of Life and Death

Koga City is just a town or city under the jurisdiction of Shiga Prefecture, with a population of tens of thousands and very limited defense capabilities.

The monster broke in just like it had entered a buffet restaurant.

Moreover, due to the aging population, half of the police station's staff are elderly, and they need to lean on the wall to run a few steps. Those over fifty are considered young and promising backbone members.

The six men they had just sent out were the youngest and most capable elites among them, but now almost the entire army has been wiped out, leaving only this group of experienced but ineffective veterans.

"I've worked for thirty years and never fired a gun. Sending us to fight monsters is like digging up their nest!!"

"Chief, you know me. I have rheumatoid arthritis. I can walk, but I can't run. That monster moves so fast, if I go there, it's like I'm going to my death."

"Should we notify those community self-defense groups?"

Hearing these increasingly outrageous remarks, the police chief slammed his fist on the table and pointed angrily at the screen.

"How dare you mention community self-defense groups! They don't even have guns, you bastards! Look closely, those monsters are slaughtering our citizens, and your relatives and friends might be among them! The nearby patrols rushed over without hesitation, but you guys are glued to your seats, have you no shame?! You're police officers too! Aren't you ashamed?!"

The people sitting below looked at each other, lowered their heads, and finally a few sighed, straightened their uniforms, stood up, saluted, and ran outside.

But most people didn't move; compared to glory, their lives were more important.

"Director, that's a real monster. It should be handled by the Self-Defense Forces and the superhumans."

That's true. Even if they opened the armory, they wouldn't be familiar with many of the weapons inside. And judging from the scene, the firearms didn't seem to have much effect on the monsters.

"Ms. Muramasa is on her way back, which is why we need to buy more time, otherwise more people will die."

The director stared at the battle footage transmitted from the scene, his heart trembling.

Too many people died.

The streets were littered with wreckage.

This is assuming there's an extraordinary individual already in the city. If someone were to actually come from Tokyo, the entire city would probably be in a battle royale mode.

“I said I wanted to apply for a batch of suicide drones.”

“Previously, supernatural events always occurred in Tokyo, and those areas were given priority. How could it be our small place that gets to experience them so quickly?”

"They've arrived and suppressed those monsters! Uh..."

The scene exploded, and everyone fell silent, bowing their heads in shame.

"Chief! Look, isn't that a knight?"

An old man suddenly pointed at the screen and shouted.

A knight? The director stared in astonishment.

The main streets of the city are filled with cars parked haphazardly.

The people in the car either left a long time ago, or they left a long time ago.

Screams echoed from inside the buildings on both sides.

When the disaster struck, people on the street fled in panic, and many instinctively hid in the shops or stairwells on both sides, and now they have become trapped like turtles in a barrel.

Those without hearts lack great intelligence, but are driven by a bloodlust, chasing after the strongest scent of living beings.

Only one mindless creature remained on the main street, dealing with a few scattered survivors who couldn't run away and the police.

The patrol could tell that the chest area was probably the opponent's weak point.

The problem is that these moving targets are too difficult to hit!

With only a small pistol, he could only watch helplessly as the monster, as if in a provocation, took down one survivor after another right under his nose.

When will the reinforcements arrive?!

Just as it was in despair, gunfire suddenly erupted. The unsuspecting creature was caught off guard, sparks flying from its body. Then it froze as a bullet struck its heart, slowing its movements.

"Beasts suffer death!"

The patrol looked in the direction of the gunshot and saw several senior officers from the police station. They were carrying rifles, standing on the roofs of cars, firing as they approached the monster.

Older gingers are more spicy!

"There are weapons in the car, grab them quickly!"

One of them spotted the patrol and shouted at them.

The three surviving patrolmen quickly ran in the direction they had come from, where a police car with its trunk open and filled with guns and ammunition was parked.

As the group grabbed shotguns or rifles, preparing to join the battle, they saw two black figures jump out from the buildings on either side, instantly pulling the three seniors off the roof of the car and pinning them to the ground.