I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 781 Unexpected Events Are Everywhere
Low Earth orbit,

Within the gradually taking shape giant 'macross fortress',

"Quickly, shut down the third communications room!"

As one massive gate after another closed, a group of island nation communications personnel, stumbling and crawling, pressed their earpieces and roared repeatedly.

"What about the cleanup troops?"

"Come here immediately! The third communications room has been contaminated!"

"Us? We're still perfectly normal, of course we're normal."

The person in the main control room ripped off the headset, their face extremely pale, their muscles tense and their spiritual energy boiling: fearing that they would follow in the footsteps of the third communications room in the next second.

"Don't panic,"

Several talismans flew over.
They were pasted on the bodies of these communications personnel.

"With us in charge, this mere 'pollution' won't cause any major problems!"

Hearing the voice behind them, the many island nation personnel in the main control room breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you, patriarchs."

Stepping into the high-tech control room of the Creator, stood the young man and woman, dressed in flowing robes and traditional Onmyoji attire: the Igotani siblings.

"what happened?"

The two siblings accepted the government's invitation to participate in the construction of a space fortress called 'Macross,' and were naturally responsible for security: whatever happened to this space fortress could serve as a reference for the future of the 'Isoya family.'

"Yes, both patriarchs."

The person in charge of the main control room bowed respectfully and explained:
“A few hours ago, we detected ‘Gudora,’ one of the Eight Warriors, heading towards the west coast of America.”

Such a massive 'space fortress' orbiting in low Earth orbit is a true 'dimensional reduction attack' for reconnaissance: various ultra-high magnification optical instruments can clearly see it from low Earth orbit unless they hide inside the building or encounter extreme weather.

After discovering that Gudora had headed to America, the island nation naturally kept a close watch on it.

All that's missing is grabbing a bag of rice crackers and shouting "Let's fight! Let's fight!"
Then a fight broke out.

"We followed instructions to track the movements of this battle."

The person in charge wiped the cold sweat from his forehead; watching the fight was risky.

The people in the 'Third Communications Room,' who were directly responsible for monitoring the scene, have all suddenly turned into monsters!

Even staff in other departments were affected to varying degrees.

"This is America, a unique and extraordinary form of pollution."

Whether it's the 'Holy Church' or the 'Sanctuary' in America, they all possess unique properties of corruption and loss of control: once a high-level transcendent being reveals their true form—or, in their terms, unfolds their 'mythical form'—they will be imbued with a strong sense of corruption.

All ordinary people and low-level superhumans who witness their 'mythical form' will immediately undergo mutation!

According to Dr. Ramli, the "Patriarch" of the "Holy Church":
This is actually a kind of 'gift'.

If you can survive, you will gain extraordinary power.

But—even the Holy Church itself dares not look directly at their sleeping 'Holy Maiden,' which shows how risky this 'gift' is.

"let me,"

Walking up to the control panel, the spirited Igarashi Dai immediately began to operate it.

The Igoya family was involved in almost every aspect of the construction of the 'Macross': the Igoya siblings were equally adept at using these devices.

To better oversee operations, the two siblings also have top-level access to various devices.

?

"Everyone, retreat quickly!"

As soon as Isogai started operating the equipment, the island nation's government personnel's expressions changed drastically, and they scrambled out the door.

The two heads of the Wushigu family, protected by numerous Yin-Yang techniques, were naturally not afraid of contamination.
They don't have that ability!
As Isoya Dai retrieved the footage from the third monitoring room, she swayed slightly.

A series of lights shone from her body, which was the automatic activation of her 'barrier jade pendant': an external force was trying to influence her out of thin air.

"This level,"

Kaoru Igarashi, the younger brother who was also radiating various colors of light, stepped forward with a slight frown on his eyebrows.

"dragon?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

America

The sky above the West Coast battlefield was a sea of ​​black and red.
"Roar—!" ×7
The seven enormous, ferocious Western dragon heads roared in unison.

They exuded the auras of pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony, and lust, respectively; their outstretched dragon wings blotted out the sky, and their seven heads, wings, and backs were adorned with twisted horns pointing towards the sky, like fallen crowns.

The dragon's body was covered with red scales, the scales covered with countless mysterious patterns; just one glance was enough to turn one into a demon.

Just like the surveillance personnel on the island nation's 'Macross,' and other forces secretly monitoring this battlefield!
Seven songs, ten crowns, the big red dragon!
It is the embodiment of Satan at the Last Judgment, as recorded in the Book of Revelation in the Bible.

As the colossal creature lowered its head and spat out a torrent of flames, tinged with various corrupting colors, it engulfed a fellow 'red dragon' who had no wings.

"This temperature isn't even enough for me to take a shower!"

From within the seven-colored, corrupting flames came the roar of Gudora:
"Cliff Sword!"

Boom—Boom—Boom—

Mountain peaks rose abruptly from the ground, like swords piercing the sky and striking down the seven-headed, ten-crowned beast.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle

However, the enormous red dragon flapped its wings and avoided the front of these mountains; even though its body was rubbed and hit by the mountains, it only caused thousands of sparks to fly, as if the entire dragon body was made of extraordinary metal.

"Ho~~~"

With a single flap of its massive seven-headed red dragon wings, it blasted a nearby mountain peak in half.

With a single grab of its dragon claw, it tightly grasped the half-mountain peak.

Demonic runes spread rapidly, transforming the severed mountain peak into a gleaming, twisted, and ferocious spear in the blink of an eye!
weaponization

This is one of Sauron's abilities.

It can turn any object into a weapon, transforming it into 'super equipment' for a short time; it's like an extension of the body, but it breaks down immediately after use.

The next moment, the golden pupils of the seven leaders all fell on Grodora, making this 'Eight Generals' feel a chill for no reason.

I've seen it; the weakness is there.
"Roar!!!"

Just as the seven heads and ten crowns charged down with guns,
Gudora roared in response, and endless magma surged forth from beneath its feet.

The seven-headed red dragon, swooping down, wielded a mountain-like spear powerful enough to pierce the earth! The rapidly expanding tail of the magma-covered Godorah could rip through the sky with a flick of its tail! The two dragon-level forces clashed fiercely in mid-air, neither giving an inch.

null-----

The tail and the spear collided, but no sound was heard.
wrong!
The changes in air pressure caused by energy vibrations have long since transcended the scope of 'sound waves', because cavitation effects create 'vacuum bubbles'.

A black and red sphere expanded outwards from the two at its core, growing to a size of hundreds or thousands of meters!
Then came a ring of black, followed by a ring of red.
After silence comes:

Great horror!
boom--------!!!!

Rings of light spread out, utterly destroying everything in its path: mountains, earth, buildings, lava. Faced with the surging, extraordinary power, the earth was like soft mud under the feet of a giant beast, helplessly pushed aside, twisted, deformed, and destroyed!
In the aftershocks, the mountains crumbled like biscuits.

The term "Dragon-level powerhouse" is not just a figure of speech, but a concrete description.

"Stand back—"

"Lie down!"

They had already retreated far away,

Thousands of meters away, the superhumans under Sauron's command changed their expressions drastically; they were still being attacked from this distance.
The next second, the shockwave, reaching from the sky to the ground, was like thousands of sea monsters, violently crushing the earth, the sky, and everything!
Strangely, despite the shockwave being powerful enough to instantly kill a Tiger-level being, those extraordinary individuals who were swept up and blown away like ants danced and thrashed in the shockwave, yet did not die.

A dark red light flashed across their bodies;
It was this thin, yet incredibly resilient light that saved them.

Iron Blood Legion

This is another ability of their leader, the 'Fallen Angel' Sauron, which connects him with all the extraordinary beings under his command.

It can both utilize the 'spirituality' of all members and help them share the damage when necessary.

It can be said to be a weaker version of the 'Eight Thousand Spears' for the poor.

So Director Zhuya was wrong.

Perhaps for other supernatural forces, subordinates are only used to deal with grunts.

However, for Sauron, he and his subordinates were truly united: it was with everyone's support that he was able to unleash his Mythic Form and fight the Dragon-level Grodora to a standstill. In a sense, the Templars, with their most enigmatic abilities, are actually the most friendly forces to lower-level superhumans and ordinary people.

Because these believers and members can truly become a part of the strength of the powerful.

Therefore, strong leaders will also protect and cultivate these subordinates.

On the contrary, other extraordinary systems—

mortal?

They're nothing but ants.

If you die, you will die.

It has to be said, it's ironic.

Of course, it is also related to the fact that Sauron possesses the 'Desecrated Tablet'.

When Luigi was destined to die, Sauron bore the heaviest burden of evil in this world; so he also left the Profaned Tablets to him. Only by stabilizing his state with the tablets could he defeat Grodora, who roared in anger but was powerless to do anything about it.

after all,

Godorah – cannot fly.

For powerful beings who can fly and escape into the earth, crawling on the ground is no different from being disabled.

"Roar roar roar~~~!!!"

"Get off here!"

The ground dragon, who had initially thought it would easily complete the task, was now enraged.

Lava spewed everywhere, but with little effect; one could even say:

What exactly did these eight outstanding talents protect?!

They're just environmental destroyers.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Mexico,
In a small alley in Mexico City.

"Cough cough cough,"

Lying in the filth of the alley, the thin man named Lunli, with his charred body, still gritted his teeth and crawled forward.

As long as they have a breath left, they will keep fighting; that's their way of survival!
"Give it up,"

A small yellow figure floated above the man.

"Your struggles are pointless; there's too much of a difference between us."

Chubby, more like a cat than a mouse, with a serrated lightning bolt tail, short arms and paws, and long ears, Pikachu looks down at you with an air of superiority.

"Tell me everything you know, and I can—"

"I'll give you a quick death."

With that, Pikachu sighed.

I softened my heart too, it's all that idiot Xiaozhi's fault!
If you spend a lot of time with idiots, will you really become an idiot yourself?

"Extraordinary beings"

Lunri, struggling on the ground, didn't recognize Pikachu. In his eyes, it was some kind of highly intelligent superhuman creature.

In this era, it's nothing unusual: the island nation's monsters, the 'R'lyeh Castle' in the western Pacific Ocean, and the various rare beasts of the Sky Continent—this world is no longer dominated by humans alone.

"You want to get information from me?"

"Hey, use whatever tricks you have up your sleeve—"

Are you stalling for time?

Pikachu isn't stupid; it frowned.

The other party's provocative attitude, as if he wanted to interrogate them, can only be explained in two ways: first, they want to die; second, they are trying to stall for time.

"Meaningless"

tread,

Before Pikachu could finish speaking, a fat figure appeared at the alley entrance.

He practically squeezed his way into the alley, his bulky body causing bricks and steel bars to fly and break as he pushed against the buildings on either side.

"You are wrong,"

The obese man spoke.
"My subordinates' delays are meaningful!"

Because he came,
"Good job,"

Step past the charred, thin man, 'Lunli'.
The shirtless man, wearing a leather coat and leather pants, looked up: his pupils, gleaming with flames and shadows, locked onto Pikachu.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to cause trouble on my turf, be prepared to face the wrath of the King of Sin!"

"Ah,"

Pikachu simply smiled dismissively at this.

"You fatso, you think you can take me on?"

As he spoke, Pikachu flashed with electricity and prepared to leave the dirty, narrow alley.

brush----

???

In a flash, everything around me turned crimson.

Illusion?

crackling and popping

Lightning leaped out and raced through Pikachu's body;

The surging 'Storm Release' is enough to eliminate the genjutsu power in the brain; of course, only those who have mastered 'Kill Release' dare to let lightning flow through their bodies.

? !
However, nothing in front of us has changed—no, it has indeed changed:

"Witness my authority—"

A deep chanting sounded, and opposite Pikachu, a huge 'Demon King' broke through the crimson barrier and strode forward.

This mountain-sized demon king had an upper body made of bloated, dark yellow fat, with two rows of spikes on its back like those of a saber-toothed dragon; its abdomen was a huge maw of fangs that was constantly chewing and swallowing, and four pairs of extremely thick spider legs supported this terrifying body.

On this terrifying demonic body was a face with cracked and hideous features, burning with an insatiable flame of greed that seared straight into people's hearts!

"The cries of ten thousand souls can be heard—"

As the Demon King began his 'low chant,' a sudden burst of countless frenzied roars erupted around them:

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"

"The winner lives, the loser dies!!"

"Haha, indulge your desires, dominate everything."

"Taking control of all evil, it grows furiously like thorns—"

With a wave of his hand, the demon king unleashed countless black iron thorns from beneath his feet! These thorns were covered in sharp spikes and stained with countless bloodstains, both old and new. Beneath the thorns lay a large number of broken swords and bones, as if it were a battlefield built upon countless lives.

"Let the battle begin! The Bloodstained Arena of Black Iron—"

Pala pala

As the Demon King waved his hand...

The surrounding crimson mist instantly receded, dissipated, and revealed:

Enormous seating areas: filled with all sorts of demons, leaders, humans, and even angels with tentacled wings on their backs!

These 'spectators' all had bloodshot eyes, roaring, howling, and waving their arms—eager to witness: the blood-soaked slaughter, the raging wails of vengeful spirits, and the magnificent destruction of the battlefield!

"For your struggle, I will be branded with eternal damnation."

As the Demon King's chant ended, Pikachu's expression turned completely cold.

This is some kind of 'alternate dimension', he:
We're trapped!

(End of this chapter)