Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

After these few ghosts and gods appeared, even more ghosts and gods emerged from the surrounding black mist.

Those were the ambush troops that the Shinto High Priest had previously deployed around the area to restrict the lightning incarnation.

Now, inspired by the four great demons, they have appeared in the world one after another and joined this terrifying army of demons.

With the help of spirits, Takeshita Yujiro now faces two choices.

The first option is to use these spirits to directly restrain the lightning spirits inside, deplete their energy, and then concentrate all the heavy artillery to launch a devastating, overwhelming bombardment of the Tiantong Parish.

The second option is to launch a massive military offensive, sending his elite superhuman troops and marines to carry out a precise ground assault and massacre under the cover of supernatural beings.

Takeshita Yujiro pondered for a moment, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield, before finally making his second choice.

The first option seemed safe, but he wasn't sure how the strength of the ghost god and the lightning ghost god really compared, or whether the little celestial master had any other tricks up his sleeve.

If all the top-tier ghosts he had painstakingly summoned were lost to that lightning ghost, then all his previous efforts would be in vain, and he might even have to commit seppuku to atone for his sins.

The second option is that, regardless of what arrangements the Little Celestial Master has made inside, he can go in personally, cooperate with the ghosts and gods in battle, and work together to kill the lightning ghost.

While they were fighting the ghosts and gods, the other soldiers could take the opportunity to rush into the parish, quickly kill the Chinese hiding there, and then use their blood to force out the true identity of the little Taoist master.

That was their main purpose for this trip.

In fact, the Japanese side had far more than just General Matsumoto's side watching the battle.

Many veteran Japanese pirates who had been lurking in Shanghai were also closely watching the scene unfold.

Even the high priest of Shintoism was gazing at this battlefield.

Takeshita Yujiro was merely a vanguard they sent out, a pawn used to test the waters.

Only after this vanguard draws out the real junior celestial master will they make their official appearance and deliver the fatal blow.

If they can't be lured out, or if the young master isn't even there, they will continue to lie low and wait for the next opportunity.

A qualified hunter must have enough patience; revealing oneself too early will only turn one from hunter into prey.

Meanwhile, Zhang Zhiwei, on Tianmen Peak of Longhu Mountain, was also keeping a close eye on the scene. He could easily see through the Japanese pirates' conspiracy, but it was more of an open scheme than a conspiracy.

If the Tiantong Church is truly breached, even knowing that the Japanese pirates have laid a trap for him there, he will have no choice but to enter the fray and fight. However, the Tiantong Church is not so easy to conquer.

This is similar to the legendary battle of the gods in mythology. When one side sets up a formation, the other side has to send people to break it. When breaking the formation, one not only has to face the power of the formation itself, but also the attack of the person who set it up.

Now, it's as if he's set up a formation in Shanghai, waiting for the Grand Master of the Shinto Sect to come in and break it. Once the Grand Master enters, he'll instantly rush over from Longhu Mountain and kill him there.

He had wanted to kill this Shinto priest for a long time, but the old man stayed in the Japanese mainland for most of the year and only came out a few times, and he never stayed in one place for long. So he never had the chance. As for entering the Japanese mainland to kill him, Zhang Zhiwei was not reckless enough to do so.

Even if Shintoism is incompetent, it is still the state religion of a country, having enjoyed the worship of tens of millions of people for thousands of years. Its foundation should not be underestimated, and they are all waiting for an opportunity that is favorable to them.

Before the Tendō Parish, Takeshita Yujirō suddenly drew his "Dojigiri Yasutsuna" from his waist, pointing the long sword diagonally at the sky shrouded in black mist, and roared:
"All troops...forward! Crush them!!"

“Onboard!!!”

In an instant, thousands of Marines roared like wild beasts and charged toward the parish like a torrent.

The surrounding tanks roared, their tracks grinding against the road with a screeching sound.

The three armies, advancing from the front, left, and right, formed an invincible arrow, about to pierce the heart of the Tiantong Diocese!

In addition to a large number of believers, there is also a certain armed force within the Tiantong Diocese. The headquarters of the National Salvation Team, established by Lu Yusheng, is located within the diocese. The National Salvation Team has approximately 10,000 members, with over 3,000 elite personnel currently hidden within the diocese, while the rest are engaged in guerrilla warfare against the Japanese pirates outside the diocese.

They hadn't acted before because they didn't have any heavy weapons. Now that the Japanese had launched their attack, they started moving too, spreading out and ambushing in various buildings of the Tian Tong Church. Since they didn't have heavy weapons and couldn't compete with the Japanese tanks and artillery on the front lines, they chose the most brutal but also the most effective urban warfare.

Fire Cloud Evil God, Landlady, the Guardian Squad, and others stood on the rooftop, looking at the dark muzzles of the guns of the advancing Japanese pirates, as well as the several ferocious and terrifying, mountain-like demons in front of the Japanese pirate army. They then looked back at the lightning incarnation standing in front of the cathedral, and couldn't help but feel their breathing quicken and their hearts race.

The enemy numbers are simply too great! There are more demons and spirits than lightning incarnations, more Japanese pirates with supernatural abilities, and far more soldiers, all well-equipped. By all accounts, the odds of winning this battle are extremely slim. Unless the Heavenly Master himself descends!
But the Japanese pirates weren't fools. They dared to charge head-on because they must have prepared a contingency plan for the arrival of the cult leader. In other words, this was a completely passive situation.

Seeing this scene, everyone had different thoughts. The Fire Cloud Evil God's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty light, wishing he could rush into the enemy ranks and slaughter them all right now.

The landlord and landlady held hands tightly, silently praying for their son, Ah Xing's, safety.

As for the others, most of them were prepared to perish together.

Meanwhile, the foreigners from the Municipal Council, the scouts from the Chinese army, and the agents from the Jianghu Inn all stood on their respective high-rise buildings, gazing at the scene there.

“My God…this is a tragedy!” A foreign consul put down his binoculars and made the sign of the cross. “That church, it is said, has taken in many innocent orphans and babies. They have no way out.”

"Weren't those children moved?"

"not at all!"

"What will happen to those children if the Japanese invade?"

"Given the cruel nature of the Japanese, they will definitely kill all those children! Perhaps... it will be even worse!"

"This is truly a cruel thing... Unfortunately, we are powerless to stop it. The only thing we can do is record everything that happened here and publish it when we return home, so that the whole world will know about their atrocities!" On the battlefield, even faster than the Japanese pirate army, were the four terrifying main demon gods and the army of demons they carried.

Lu Yusheng also arrived on the roof of Tiantong Church. He frowned slightly as he looked at the billowing black mist in the distance and the large numbers of Marines approaching.

He was thinking about how to fight the upcoming battle. The Caoqing Gang troops he had gathered were only temporarily assembled, and most of them had not received formal training. Even though he had dispersed them into various buildings to fight in urban warfare, the overall quality of the troops varied so much that even in urban warfare, the casualties would likely be terrifying.

"Mr. Lu, the Japanese pirates' spirits are coming in! It's very dangerous here, let's go inside the church!" a member of the church protection team warned.

"Do you think they can kill me?" Lu Yusheng didn't move. His gaze was fixed firmly on the lightning-fast figure standing in the square in front of the church. "The leader is right in front of me. What am I afraid of? I won't retreat! I'm going to watch right here and see how the leader crushes those Japanese pirates' demons one by one!"

At this moment, the Japanese pirates' demons were the first to rush into the parish!

They are all spiritual entities composed of immense spiritual power and faith, and the aura they carry is like a monstrous wave crashing over us. Because the Qi they carry is so vast, the Qi that was originally invisible to the naked eye has turned into a visible black mist.

Faced with this terrifying aura, everyone in the cathedral felt a tightness in their chest, as if a mountain was pressing down on them, making it difficult to even breathe.

The aura they felt came not only from the aura of those few demons, but also from the combined war will of the thousands of murderous Japanese pirate soldiers behind them.

The demons and spirits have already stormed into the parish, and there is no longer any obstacle between them and the incarnation of lightning!

However, the lightning incarnation showed no fear and remained standing quietly in the center of the square. He was an extension of Zhang Zhiwei's will and a collection of countless beliefs. No spiritual impact could overwhelm him.

At this moment, the incarnation of lightning is far more powerful than when he left the parish. Here, even without opening the Qimen, under the blessing of the "Well of Yanghao," he represents the entire world and the will of countless believers.

The power of belief is boundless. An ordinary entertainer, by collecting scraps of faith in some thriving temples, can perform divine acts, transform into deities, and unleash incredible power.

As the embodiment of lightning, which gathers the power of countless faiths and is backed by the Yanghao Well, its power is immeasurable!
The reason why the lightning incarnation was previously blocked by those ghosts and gods was because he did not have a vessel to bear that power of faith, just like a performer does not have gloves to store the power of faith.

But now, with the blessing of the Well of Yanghao, the Lightning Avatar is like a performer receiving the blessing of the Divine Gloves, its combat power has undergone a tremendous change.

Compared to the menacing demons and gods, the lightning incarnation stood there quietly, motionless. But the lightning flowing over his body was becoming increasingly dazzling, and his pupils were no longer crimson gold; the blazing white of the lightning overshadowed the gold.

Not only him, but the space around him was also highly ionized under the influence of this massive energy field.

The dust particles in the air glittered due to ionization, and thin, blue-white electric arcs were occasionally generated, breaking through the air and making a hissing sound.

This is because the Yanghao Well within the Qi Formation is continuously providing energy to the lightning incarnation, and his power is rising wildly. At this moment, his blue-white eyes shine as brightly as a god's, making it impossible for anyone to look directly at him.

When the power accumulated to a certain level, the lightning avatar began to move. He slowly stretched out a hand and grabbed at the void.

"Boom!"

A deep, resounding thunderclap echoed, and lightning bolts streaked through the air like countless writhing electric snakes. These electric snakes quickly coalesced into a long spear, several meters long, composed entirely of lightning.

The moment the lightning spear appeared, the landlords and landladies on the rooftops behind it hadn't felt anything yet, but the main ghosts and gods facing its sharp edge had their expressions change drastically in an instant!

The lightning spear was aimed at them, and they could naturally feel the terrifying power contained within it, a power capable of destroying souls.

"Not good!"

The four demons sensed the deadly danger almost simultaneously. Without any discussion, driven by their fighting instincts, they made a joint decision!

The four-armed demon god, its body entirely crimson, waved its four arms, spewing forth flames that filled the sky.

The black-scaled, one-horned demon god was surrounded by black water that corroded everything.

The tengu wielding a tin staff flapped its wings, unleashing countless invisible wind blades.

Meanwhile, the great tengu was manipulating violent lightning, attempting to use lightning to control lightning.

Faced with attacks coming from above and below, the lightning incarnation showed no fear.

He raised his lightning spear high, leaned back, and launched it out like a javelin!

"boom!"

The lightning spear flew out of his hand, spinning rapidly in the air, transforming into a silver streak that could not be seen with the naked eye!
It sliced ​​through the black waters of the Black Demon God, the flames of the Four-Armed Demon God, and the wind of the Tengu without any hindrance, just like a hot knife through butter. As for the lightning of the Great Tengu, it was even less of a threat under the spear that was the embodiment of lightning.

Those seemingly powerful attacks did not cause it even the slightest bit of hindrance!

The demons' expressions changed drastically as they desperately channeled their power, trying to stop it. But it was no use; the lightning spear, empowered by the Yanghao Well, was unstoppable!

"Pfft!"

With a muffled thud, the lightning spear pierced directly through the body of the black demon god who was charging at the forefront, a demon with a single horn on its head and covered in scales all over its body.

Before everyone's incredulous eyes, that ferocious and terrifying, seemingly invincible demon was actually torn apart by this spear!
It screamed in agony as its body gradually disintegrated in the lightning, turning into countless black fragments. But it was not dead yet; the black energy that had been dissipating was still gathering, trying to reform its form.

Seeing this, the lightning incarnation raised his hands, and all around him, countless arms stretched out, each arm holding a lightning spear.

This scene caused many ghosts and spirits, as well as the ghosts they summoned, to secretly cry out in alarm and scream in unison. (End of Chapter)