Tokyo people don't talk about Wude

Chapter 452, Page 449: [The World]

"Ash Heroes! Ash Heroes has won!"

Across Tokyo, survivors witnessed this scene and were overwhelmed with emotion, raising their arms in celebration and weeping uncontrollably. Many even knelt down once more, laughing wildly as they pounded their heads against the ground.

On the observation deck in the clouds, Red King listened to the cheers coming from below and turned to look at Ryujin the Immortal.

The other party had reverted to his original wretched, aged state, missing his lower body and breathing more gas than he inhaled.

"Why? What a joke." His eyes were dull and lifeless, as if veiled in darkness.
"My ideals, my great cause, my perseverance, my perseverance, perseverance."

"Keep going, shall we?" Hong Zhongjin staggered forward and whispered:

"Indeed, your hard work and perseverance are remarkable. On their own, they are enough to earn you the title of 'great man' from the world."

"Unfortunately, I believe even more in the principle that 'those who do many evil deeds will surely perish.' Precisely because of your cruelty and treachery, no matter how persistent and hard you try, countless people will inevitably come to stop you!"

"In the past, it was countless peoples and their international allies who were invaded by you; today it is us, and tomorrow it will be other righteous people. Success does not have to be mine, it just so happens that I am here today."

"Accept your fate, Ryujin Shinazugin. Your 'KJ' dream is over. Besides, I've long wanted to ask you, you Yamato who claims to rule the world, yet you use English as your code name. Do you really miss the days of being ruled by the United States after World War II?"

Upon hearing this, Ryujin Shinazugin spat out a mouthful of foul blood.

"I...I...Ah...Waaaaah!"

After a few low growls, he adopted a dejected expression, like a stray dog, and his tone softened:

"Hey, is it possible to reconcile?"

"Reconciliation?" Hong Zhongjin couldn't help but laugh: "At this moment, between you and me?"

"You have won this time, and I am willing to admit my mistake," Ryujin Fushiin said earnestly, word by word.
"I'm willing to give up everything. I can submit to you, I'll hand over my achievements to you. Please, spare my life, I don't want to die, I just want to continue watching over this country, I beg you."

"Heh, the vice-leader of the Hyakki Yagyō (Night Parade of One Hundred Demons), the big boss of the KJ organization, the pioneer of soul science... Shinazugin Ryūzō, so you can actually say such soft words of begging for mercy~?" Kūzō Jin chuckled, sighing.
"As the saying goes, 'A single battle can erase a thousand years of grudges, and a smile can dissolve all enmity.' I am a man of martial virtue. Now that I have defeated you and ruined your plans, I naturally do not mind magnanimously forgiving you and becoming your friend."

Upon hearing this, Ryujin Shinazugin's brows relaxed, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"But if I forgive you, what will happen to them?" Hong Zhongjin's tone shifted, his gaze turning sorrowful.

"Chen Jiuzhou, the 'Great Hero of Yanhuang,' who died trying to stop your treacherous schemes; Kyushu Makoto, the Tokyo boy you tortured and experimented on; and the countless, billions of other poor souls harmed by you, your colleagues, and your ambition and brutality—"

"It's easy for me to spare you, but give them their lives back!!!"

Hong Zhongjin grabbed Fushiin Ryujin by the neck and lifted him up with all his might.

"I...I was wrong. I truly know I was wrong!" Ryujin Shinazugin panicked, his mind nearly shattered.
"Please, forgive me this time. I sincerely admit my mistake."

Hong Zhongjin licked his pale lips, a half-smile on his face, and said, "Haha, since you say you sincerely admit your mistake, I have a good idea~"

"As your new 'friend,' I'll kindly bestow upon you the most miserable and painful way to die—that way, when you go to hell, the wronged souls you killed will feel better seeing your horrible state, and you'll be able to more easily gain their 'forgiveness'!"

Having said that, Hong Zhongjin grinned cruelly.

"No, no, I know I was wrong, please forgive me." Ryujin Shinazugin shook his head in terror, but was powerless to push the other away:

"I—gaaaaaaaah—!"

A heart-wrenching scream erupted from the top of Tokyo Tower, followed by a series of sounds of flesh being torn apart.

Ryuma Shinsei screamed in agony, writhing in pain, yet unable to lose consciousness due to the lingering "immortality" within him.

However, the new flesh that slowly regenerates will be torn off immediately.

Finally, his wails and pleas for mercy turned into vicious curses:
"You bastard, I'll haunt you even as a ghost! Aaaaaah!!! Your Majesty the Emperor, Long Live Yamato!!!"

Red-Ember, his face covered in blood, ignored everything and continued to carry out this seemingly endless ritual of punishment.

After an unknown amount of time, Ryujin's body was almost completely mangled, a bloody gourd, and he begged for mercy again:
"No, no, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Please let me go, please? Waaaaah!"

"Alright~ I believe you're sincerely apologizing." Hong Zhongjin cradled his head and grinned sinisterly.

"But it's no use telling me all this. They are the ones you should be begging for mercy from. Go to hell and apologize to them!"

Hong Zhongjin parted his lips and teeth, then opened his blood-red maw—

"Crack——!"

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"Hiccup~"

Hong Zhongjin let out a rather ironic burp and sat on the edge of the observation deck, admiring the Tokyo night view.

On the ground, people cheered and celebrated their victory—their survival.

However, Hong Zhongjin had no intention of joining in or enjoying this moment of pleasure.

It's not over yet.

After absorbing Ryujin's memories, Kurenai Jin discovered a terrifying fact—which was also an obvious one.

Defeating Ryujin Shinazugin alone is far from enough to sever KJ's will.

Even though the leader is dead, there are still many ambitious people in the country who harbor the dream of an "empire".

They are currently hiding in "refuges" across the country, planning to enjoy the night's national calamity and then reap the benefits.

Private Takamagahara Peak Academy, Tokyo Teito University School of Medicine, Tokyo Castle, Meiji Shrine—these are all their "refuges."

In addition, their research institutes are scattered throughout the country, containing countless confidential documents about "soul science".

Even if Ryujin Immortal's plan fails, they will still try their best to preserve the legacy of "soul science," sowing a seed of sin for the future.

Therefore, while he still had consciousness, Hong Zhongjin wanted to do one last thing—

Even if it means he'll be branded a "terrifying serial killer," it's something he has to do!

He wants to uproot the “imperial ambitions” and completely eradicate the science of the soul!

After searching through his memory, Hong Zhongjin finally found a hidden button in the center of the watchtower.

He stepped down, and a square hole opened in the ground, from which a high-tech control panel slowly rose.

This is the central control console installed here by Ryushin Shinsengumi of the Shinazhin. After midnight, he will use it to initiate the "National Sacrifice Ritual".

Fortunately, this console also had many other permissions. For example, it allowed control of long-range guided weapons, i.e., missiles, at all military bases in Wano Country. Red King's fingers flew across the keyboard, quickly executing the command he wanted.

Within the territory of Wano Country, tens of thousands of missiles soared into the sky.

Their target is all the "shelters" and laboratories, and everything that still holds KJ seeds.

Boom! ...
Throughout Wano Country, countless flames shot into the sky, illuminating the night sky with fireworks.

Inside dozens of "refuges," nobles and gentry are holding banquets in magnificent halls to celebrate the arrival of the new world.

Little did they know, missiles were already within arm's reach of them. Before they could even scream, they were completely engulfed by flames and reduced to ashes.

"What is this guy doing?!" Hillis, who was watching from afar, hadn't yet recovered from the joy of victory when she was once again met with shock and confusion:
"It looks like he's directing missiles for targeted bombing? Why?!"

"He must have his reasons for doing this." Kagari Otonashi's voice came through her earphones.

After recovering the soul fragment of Kagari Otonashi, Siris followed the instructions and inserted it into her phone to restore its AI function.

“Wait, could it be,” Hillis pulled out a radar detector, staring at the red dot on it, “that he’s bombing KJ’s labs and bases, as well as many buildings we’ve identified as ‘shelters’?”

"Yes, I think his goal is very clear." Kagari Oto: "I believe his decision has always been this way."

"Ugh, you idiot." Hillis was about to complain about this 'Red-Clad Fool' when her expression changed drastically. Pointing at the sky, she exclaimed, "Wait! What is this?!"

But then, five missiles streaked across the night sky, leaving long trails of smoke, and flew straight toward the top of Tokyo Tower!
"The target of these five missiles is Tokyo Tower, which is between 200 and 250 meters high." Hillis hurriedly looked at the radar: "Red Ember is still up there, is he going to commit suicide?!"

"Does he feel that he is also part of the group that must be eliminated?" Hillis suddenly asked in a sorrowful tone.

"Damn it, what the hell is he doing!" Hillis jumped up excitedly, her fists clenched tightly.

Hillis utterly despised Red Ember, this erratic and irritable madman, and had no liking for this chaotic team either.

But after going through so much together and defeating such a terrible enemy, she inexplicably felt a lump in her throat and a sore nose.

But all she could do was stand there and quietly watch him go.

At the top of Tokyo Tower, after completing the missile deployment, Red Ember issued another order: all the "Soul Enhancers," including the Black Dragon Spy and the Kamikaze Immortals, were to commit suicide.

To prevent these monsters from going out of control and rebelling, the KJ organization initially set up safety measures for them, such as "brainwave jammers" and "brain bombs".

That is why Hong Zhongjin, who now holds all authority, can use a single command to make them all willingly disappear from the world.

Whether within Wano Country or on missions around the world, all received the mandatory order to "die for the Emperor" at the same time.

Under irresistible mental control, they all began to commit suicide—not simply suicide, but to make themselves disappear into nothingness as much as possible, leaving no trace for anyone to find.

Some jumped into the factory incinerator, some strapped dozens of grenades to their bodies and detonated them, and some poured large barrels of strong sulfuric acid over their heads. It was a scene of a hundred ghosts walking at night and demons dancing, with immortals lined up like hemp.

After confirming that everyone's vital signs had disappeared, Hong Zhongjin breathed a sigh of relief and turned his gaze to the five missiles flying straight towards him in the night sky.

As Hillis observed, the five missiles were aimed at the Tokyo Tower.

He intends to destroy the Izanami Core stored in the tower, as well as himself.

After borrowing a massive amount of willpower and going through a brutal battle, his body was completely shattered.
What will happen to him next is unknown: he may die, he may go berserk, or he may survive but fall into a long coma.

However, whatever happens next is beyond his control. And he absolutely does not want this body to fall into anyone's hands, become someone's tool, or become the key to reopening the door to "soul science".

Therefore, he intends to end everything here.
From this point on, the connection between heaven and earth was severed!
The missile was getting closer and closer to him, and he seemed to see a blinding white light that made it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.

"Would you like to close your eyes?"

A ghostly question came to my ear.

Hong Zhongjin shook his head, his eyes still gazing intently ahead at the brilliantly blooming city.

He spread his arms and took a deep breath:

"No, I want to see it all the way through! I want to take one last good look at my [world]!"

Hong Zhongjin arrived in a vast, white world.

He looked around curiously, but only saw two figures—

Chen Jiuzhou and Jiuzhou Cheng.

The two people were waving at him and looked very happy.

Each of them had an iron chain attached to their hand, with the same collar at the end of the chain.

As for the one wearing the collar, it was Ryujin Shinazugin, who looked blank and lost like a puppet.

Coincidentally, there was an extra chain on the collar, as if it were waiting for its owner.

Hong Zhongjin jogged over and grabbed the end of the last iron chain.

Immediately, the three of them dragged Shinseiin Ryujin along, chatting and laughing as they walked forward.

"Hey, Chen Jiuzhou!" Hong Zhongjin patted Chen Jiuzhou on the shoulder and asked with a smile, "Is rice noodle really that delicious? You say you'd love it even if you died~?"

"Hehe, need I say more? It's the one next to my martial arts gym!" Chen Jiuzhou shrugged and boasted, "I used to have five bowls every day, without fail! The owner is an old acquaintance of mine, and the taste hasn't changed in ten years!"

"Oh~ I'll treat you to a meal next time!" Hong Zhongjin said expectantly, "But let me make this clear beforehand, if it tastes bad, I won't let you off the hook!"

"How could I lie? But I thank Brother Hongzhong for his kindness in advance~" Chen Jiuzhou readily agreed.

"Um," Kyushu Makoto whispered from the side, "I..."

"What, you want to try some too?" Hong Zhongjin asked, turning his head.

"Mmm, I want some too," Kyushu Makoto rubbed his hands together, forcing a shy smile. "Is that okay? Ugh, am I being a little greedy?"

"No problem, I'll treat you too!" Hong Zhongjin opened his arms and hugged the two of them together: "We're all brothers, why be so formal? Let's share the good stuff! Hahaha!"

"Hehe~ I'll be waiting, Brother Hongzhong!"

Hehehe~ Thank you, Brother Hongzhong~

The three of them laughed and joked as they dragged Ryujin Shinazugin away into the distance until they disappeared completely.

--(over?)--

(End of this chapter)