I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo

"What?"

"There are huge cracks in the sky in eight locations including Nagasaki, Hiroshima, Shimane, Osaka, Kyoto, Yamanashi, Tokyo, and Fukushima?"

"Yes, Director Zhuya."

In the noisy Gojo City command room,

After hearing the secretary's report, Director Zhuya took off his plain glasses and rubbed his eyebrows.

"anything else?"

"Yes, these 'cracks' ignore any form of attack: fire, freezing, strong light, sound waves, electromagnetic."

After discovering inexplicable cracks in the sky, the island nation responded immediately: Metropolitan Police Departments, Self-Defense Forces, and Extraordinary Countermeasures Sections from all over the country launched attacks on the cracks, but all turned out to be useless!

Whether it's guns, burning, freezing, or electricity, all technological creations are ineffective.

Although the attack of the transcendent seems to be able to affect the crack, but——

"An uncountable number of 'evil spirits' emerged from the cracks. Most of them have the appearance of human corpses, and a few are made of a large number of limbs. They are also immune to modern weapons."

Hearing the secretary's description, Director Zhuya had no emotions in his heart, and even took it for granted.

Being able to use modern weapons to attack extraordinary people is something incredible in itself.

The large number of "evil spirits" that are now so large that it is difficult to count are in line with people's impression of the extraordinary: they are inaccessible by all physical means, and only extraordinary people can attack.

"Director, it's not just extraordinary people."

"News came from Shimane Prefecture that soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces used bayonets to repel the first wave of the evil spirits' siege."

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"A heroic spirit can also repel evil spirits?"

As the battle scenes in Shimane Prefecture and Matsue City were played on the screen, Director Takeya was thoughtful.

On the screen, soldiers of the Self-Defense Forces hold Type 89 rifles and form "ancient" marksmanship formations. They are fighting each other's horns in the military camp to resist the attack of evil spirits: As an extraordinary person, the assistant officer even fights into the evil spirit alone. In the group of spirits, a rifle stabbed left and right, killing the evil spirits steadily and retreating. pity:

"There's not enough,"

"Yes, Director."

The number of man-made extraordinary creatures in the island country has exceeded four digits.

But most of these extraordinary beings gather around the 'powerful people', and in the face of this seemingly endless evil spirit, thousands of extraordinary beings are just a drop in the bucket.

"In the direction of Osaka and Kyoto, General Kafka has rushed to the scene;"

"Yamanashi Prefecture sent a request for help to the 'Isotani' family in neighboring Shizuoka Prefecture;"

"In the direction of Tokyo, under the light of the sacred tree, all the monsters and demons will be turned into ashes, so there should be no need to worry. But -"

What should I do in Nagasaki, Hiroshima, Shimane, and Fukushima?

"Inform Tokyo direction,"

"Let them send people to deal with the extraordinary disaster at Fukushima."

Tokyo is the safest. With the sacred tree here, what kind of trouble can these evil spirits cause?

In other words, if even the 'Inari God' cannot be protected, then the island nation does not have to struggle and can just collectively '100 million pieces of jade', which is good for having a companion on the road to hell.

In this case, the only one who can mobilize manpower is Tokyo: If the Isotani family had not agreed to go to Yamanashi Prefecture, Tokyo would have to send some people to Yamanashi Prefecture. As for the remaining three places:

"Holy Son, take the cow ghost with you."

"There are also personnel from the Second, Third and Fourth Division of Extraordinary Countermeasures heading to Nagasaki."

"Mai, you, Earth Spider, and the personnel from Extraordinary Sections 5, 6, and 7 rush to Hiroshima."

After speaking, Director Zhuya straightened his suit.

"I will take the people from the first extraordinary department to Neshima Matsue in person!"

Striding out of the command room, he, the director, had to go to the front line: Kazuka Yori, who originally led the first section, is now still in the Tokyo Imperial Palace.

"Let Yu Juchong come and join me!"

As for whether this extraordinary crisis can be solved?

Do your best and let fate dictate.

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"I'm very sorry for interrupting Yu-kun's school day!"

At the door of the classroom, the government official bowed at 90 degrees and apologized so loudly that Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes.

If you use this apologetic spirit to kill the enemy on the front lines, won't you be able to capture every evil spirit?

"Let's go, Nao."

Yuu stood up and called to the monitor.

"Teacher Yuanzhu, Yu and I have something to take off."

"Ah, you go ahead."

The teacher who was in class looked helpless. His students were going to 'save the world' or something. It was originally just a plot in a novel or movie, but now it happened in front of them: looking at their expressions, they looked more like a young couple going out on a date. Where could they be? A little nervousness?

".be safe."

As a teacher, middle-aged Yuan Zhu could only send such a blessing.

And the classmates in the class have already exploded:

"What,"

"Are both Yu and the squad leader extraordinary?"

"You don't know? Don't talk to me-"

The students who didn't know looked confused, while those who knew were filled with contempt: just this point alone could divide everyone into different grades.

Although neither Yu nor the class monitor deliberately concealed their extraordinary identities, nor did they publicize their extraordinary identities. In addition to their low-key personalities, the school naturally had to keep information secret for them. Therefore, most students did not know that there was actually someone in their classroom. There are two extraordinary ones!

"Is this because there is a crack in the sky to save the world?"

“I’m so envious~~”

Hearing someone express such emotion, some students couldn't sit still:

"Saving the world is very dangerous, and something might happen."

"As long as the sacred tree is there, Tokyo is absolutely safe."

"That's right,"

The students put their hands together and sincerely thanked the 'Inari God', Lord Yuzhongjin.

If it weren't for the sacred tree given by the gods, Tokyo would be like other places now, with life and death not in their own hands.

Praise Lord Yuzhongjin!

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Matsue City,

This is a region where 'life and death are not in their own hands',

The cracks in the sky hang there, ignoring the scorching sun, ignoring the guns and missiles, and constantly pouring out a large amount of 'black rain'. Every drop of 'water' that falls is a twisted evil spirit. These evil spirits continue to spread in all directions, following 'instincts' to chase creatures and absorb the vitality of the other party.

In their vision, there are only balls of fire: avoid those that are burning, and pounce on those that are dim and swaying.

"Attention all residents, attention all residents!"

"Please do not hide in buildings alone,"

"'Evil spirits' can penetrate all known obstacles, please go to the elementary school immediately to take shelter!"

"Repeat."

If there is anything that is a blessing in disguise, it is that these evil spirits will not destroy or affect modern equipment: thanks to the improvement of the broadcasting system, the government will soon announce how to deal with the 'evil spirits': although this method is 'easy for those who know how to do it, but difficult for those who don't know how to do it'.

"When facing the 'evil spirits', please keep your courage and attack them with cold weapons!"

"Only bravery can repel the evil spirits, I wish you good luck in martial arts!"

"I wish your mother--"

The trembling high school student with a slicked-back hair shouted loudly after kicking the electric pole, not caring that it was just a loudspeaker.

"Send someone to save us! Police, Self-Defense Forces, and extraordinary people."

"Don't waste your energy."

A boy with broken hair holding a metal bat stepped forward and tried to comfort the other party, but was thrown away fiercely.

"Get lost, I don't want your hypocritical comfort!"

"Xiao, leave him alone."

A girl next to him spoke up. Although they were all classmates, they were already doing their best by not tripping him up when they were escaping from the extraordinary disaster: what good is this guy who only dares to get angry at his companions? !

"Be careful--"

Amid the girl's exclamation, several translucent, 'traditional' evil spirits wearing mourning clothes and triangular scarves floated out of the convenience store next to the electric pole.

Retreat!

The boy holding the baseball bat pulled away and retreated,

but the high school student with a slicked-back hair who kicked the electric pole was not so lucky. He was 'touched' by two evil spirits on his waist.

His knees softened on the spot and he collapsed to the ground.

"Save me! Save me, Xiao!!"

Hearing his classmates' calls for help, the boy holding the baseball bat hesitated, but finally stepped forward.

Woo,

The bat swept out,

passing through the bodies of those evil spirits, bringing up circles of ripples.

The attacked evil spirits instinctively retreated, but they were reluctant to leave the "prey" on the ground and did not leave.

"Get up quickly, I can only fight them off——?!"

The ankle tightened, and the high school student called "Xiao" lowered his head and saw a male classmate who was holding his ankle tightly.

"Hey, I can't hold on for much longer"

"Hu~ Huhu~~ My legs, my legs are numb!"

The high school student with a slicked back hair who had just been "touched" by the evil spirits murmured in despair, and then turned into a crazy shout.

"Hahaha!"

"Let's die together!"

After saying that, he actually held the legs of the high school student holding the bat tightly.

"Come on, evil spirit! I'll control him, come on——"

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The pupils of the high school student holding the bat shrank. He never thought that they were classmates, but he saved people by himself, but this was the end?

As he became depressed, the bat in his hand was also a beat slower, and the evil spirits around him immediately pounced on him instinctively.

Oops

Swish, swish, swish,

At the critical moment, a wooden sword was inserted into the battlefield, and it slashed horizontally and vertically to repel several evil spirits, and then suddenly went down!

Crack,

"Ah~~!!!"

The wooden sword slashed fiercely on the arms of the high school student holding the legs of the baseball bat, and made the other party "let go" in the fracture.

"Go,"

Glancing at the guy screaming on the ground, the high school student with the baseball bat turned around and left.

Saving once is kindness; saving twice is idiocy.

He thinks he is still a good person, but he is definitely not stupid.

"Look at the school uniform, are we in the same high school?"

While jogging, the female high school student who saved people turned around. She had long hair that reached her hips, but she did not give people any "quiet" feeling, because of the wooden sword in her hand, her sharp eyes, and her "enjoyment" expression.

"Hello, Busujima-senpai."

As they ran, another girl took over the topic,

"We are second-year students, Rei and Takashi."

"Takashi, Busujima-senpai is the ace of the school's kendo club!"

"Oh,"

The boy holding the metal bat just responded. For some reason, he spent this year in a daze and didn't even bother to pay attention to extraordinary information, let alone the celebrities in the school.

Such a nonchalant attitude, and the courage he had to drive away evil spirits before.

This boy is interesting.

"Follow me,"

Waving for the two to follow, the tall girl called 'Bushima' pointed to the front.

"There are a lot of evil spirits over there, we have to take a detour."

Although she ‘likes’ fighting, she will not die in vain: as an ordinary person, challenging the large number of evil spirits gathered on the street over there is to seek death.

However, what these high school students don’t know is that it is precisely because someone attracted a large number of evil spirits over there that they were able to escape.

“Ah~~!”

In the old roar, the old hunter named Ishikawa bit the ‘evil spirit’ lying on him.

This time it seemed to bite something, but it seemed to be just his illusion: but as he shook his head, the evil spirit was actually ‘torn’ by him.

The evil spirits that had originally approached them scattered again, hovering around the two but not leaving.

On the one hand, they were afraid of the ‘flame’ burning on the two;

On the other hand, the flame was already shaky!

“Hey, so you are afraid too?”

Grinning, revealing a row of loose teeth, the old hunter Ishikawa was full of madness.

"Come on!!"

"It's just an evil spirit. When I die and turn into an evil spirit, I will fight you for three hundred rounds-"

"Huff, huff, huff~~"

"What a pity,"

The panting old hunter Fujiwara analyzed calmly,

"Given our situation, it is very likely that our souls will also be eaten: there is no chance for a second fight."

Ah, this

"That's really a pity, huh?"

The two panting old hunters turned their heads and saw a golden light shooting towards them.

Wherever the golden light went, the flying evil spirits were like snow melting in the scorching sun, or like a picture erased by an eraser: they were wiped out without any resistance!

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The next second,

A huge golden giant palm whizzed past the two of them.

On the other side, there was also a similar golden giant palm flying over, scooping and slapping, and as the two giant palms came together, the 'evil spirits' in this area were crushed into ash and cleared away.

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Such efficiency.

"Two old gentlemen, are you all right?"

A familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared in front of the two old hunters.

The reason why he was familiar with the young man in front of him was that they had been together for the past few days. The reason why he was unfamiliar was that he was surrounded by a five- or six-meter-high statue of Acala, which made people feel impressed at first sight.

"Have you figured it out, kid?"

As the saying goes, 'clothes make the man, and gold makes the Buddha.' Under the shadow of the Acala statue, the young man who was once full of melancholy also became dignified.

"Sorry, I'm late."

After discovering the crack in the sky, Monk Zhixiong immediately came down the mountain.

Fortunately, the two were saved.

"Monk?"

"Monk?!"

"Monk!!!"

Just when Monk Zhixiong was rejoicing,

a large number of evil spirits seemed to be stimulated, and they all let out hateful howls, gave up chasing those ordinary people, and all flew towards this side.

After these evil spirits flew over here, they collided with each other and turned into a black lotus, which looked like mud. As the dense evil spirits gathered like swimming fish and torrents, the black lotus also expanded rapidly: five meters, ten meters, twenty meters, fifty meters! !

The next second, the black lotus bloomed and turned into a black Buddha image with a sometimes clear and sometimes hazy outline, which kept twisting and fluctuating, floating in the air.

I saw that the black Buddha's whole body was covered with dense arms, which kept winding and stretching. In addition, there were more than hundreds of eyes, emitting green flames, covering the whole body, and the evil Buddha image with thousands of eyes and thousands of hands kept wriggling like a living being. The evil spirit was shocking and terrifying!

"Monk,"

"False threats, fraudulent and mediocre;"

"Repent of past sins and false plans for future blessings!"

The black giant evil Buddha spoke, and countless voices echoed.

"Donate ten thousand coins, and hope for a ten thousand times reward; fast for one day, and hope for a hundred days of food."

"So they are foolish and seek merits; they are not afraid of the law and violate the constitution; if they commit evil and rebellion, they turn around and worship Buddha, and their crimes are exempted."

"It should be punished!"

"It should be punished! It should be punished! It should be punished!"

The voices were like a tsunami,

like the roar of people who worshipped Buddhism in all dynasties, but died in depression.

What's more terrifying is that as this fifty-meter-tall evil Buddha listed the filth of Buddhism; the invisible pressure fell on Monk Zhixiong, making him breathless and his magic power not smooth, and he lost half of the battle before he even started.

Can't beat it, can't beat it, can't beat it!

Escape.? !

In front of the black Buddha, Acala looked like a mouse.

The gap between the two was so big that even the two old hunters could see it.

"Let's go, brother."

"We'll hold them off, hey! Old man——"

"I'm not dead yet."

The unpleasant answer came from the old hunter Fujiwara, but he didn't have the energy he had before.

"I've thought of a 'farewell poem':"

"This body and bones will return to heaven and earth, and I'll live my life without touching the world!"

"Copied it."

Looking at the two old hunters supporting each other and standing in front of him, Monk Zhixiong's face trembled, but his hands subconsciously reached into his trouser pockets.

Live, live, live!

"Ahhh!!!!"

Suddenly pulling out the 'three-pronged pestle' from his trouser pocket, the young monk held it with both hands.

The so-called three-pronged pestle is the Buddha's 'body, speech, and mind' three secrets equally blessed on it, and none of them can be missing.

"I want."

"Live!!!"

Crack,

Both hands suddenly exerted force, and the instrument that had been passed down for 'a thousand years' was broken.