I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 787 Xiao Zhi is dead; I no longer care about right or wrong.

sun,

The central celestial body of the solar system

It accounts for 99.86% of the total mass of the solar system.

That's right. The other eight planets, plus asteroids, meteors, comets, dwarf planets, and all other celestial bodies, have a mass that is only a fraction of that of the Sun!

Even Jupiter, the largest planet in the world, is only one-thousandth the size of the Sun, and its mass is negligible. Compared to this star, any nearby celestial body appears extremely small, as insignificant as dust.

Solar System,
This is not unfounded.

The ability to make so many planets revolve around itself is due to its absolute mass!

"Our planet is only one 20th the size of the sun."

This is after the expansion. Standing outside this magnificent celestial body, Yu touched his chin.

In the past, the 'solar system diagrams' in textbooks, in order to draw all eight planets, were not so proportionate as to be accurate; they could only be described as having no relation whatsoever.

Only by stepping out of the planet and into space can one see directly that a huge sphere of light is surrounded by several tiny 'points'.

That's right, the blue and white planet is just an insignificant 'dot' in front of the sun.

This is the cold, fiery, and tranquil reality.

"The sun is the true 'protagonist' of the universe."

In every galaxy, most of the mass is concentrated in the 'stars'.

Planets orbiting a star are nothing more than tiny fragments of mass, insignificant and negligible.

If the sun were conscious, it wouldn't care about the tiny creatures orbiting it, just as a true god would treat humanity.

"Upon closer inspection, the only word to describe it is 'magnificent'—"

The younger sister, who was floating beside her, nodded.
Their figures were constantly twisting and deforming.

It's not that they are moving, but rather evidence that everything around them is being distorted by a powerful magnetic field.

The place where they were located was an incredibly magnificent plasma vortex: any one of its small spiral arms was tens of thousands of kilometers long. Even a blue-white planet that had expanded several times its original size would only be about the same size as this 'sunspot' here.

And such 'haters',
It is just one of the countless cyclones that are constantly generated by changes in the sun's magnetic field.

Maybe in a few hours, maybe in a few days, maybe in a few months, this planet-sized 'sunspot' will disappear, and then other ones will be formed.

"The magnetic field of this 'sunspot' alone is thousands of times stronger than that of our planet."

As the controller of 'Radiant Release', the younger sister is extremely sensitive to magnetic fields; she is constantly trying to influence and manipulate the magnetic field of this 'sunspot': if she can bring it under her control, she can instantly kill all life on a planet in a fraction of a second!
No life form can withstand the impact of a magnetic field tens of thousands of times stronger.

The iron in the blood instantly magnetizes and tears apart blood vessels, the nervous system collapses completely, and the chemical bonds of biological cells break, leaving only a pile of rotten flesh.

Reach that level,
Even if my sister said she was a human, no one would believe her.

"As one of the four fundamental forces of the universe, electromagnetism has endless applications and countless variations, and its development needs to be continued."

This is the training ground that Yu chose for her younger sister: it's better than being jealous at home every day, right?
“Only my brother could come up with the idea of ​​cultivating oneself on the sun.”

The younger sister next to her couldn't help but complain that by using a strong magnetic field to suppress and control the high-energy plasma and light radiation rising from the sun's interior, the two of them could easily achieve the feat of 'walking on the scorching sun'.

Even the sun can't kill them!

No, it should be "them".

"People always need to find something to do—"

"What's that over there?!"

The two people floating in the photosphere, the atmosphere of the sun, turned their heads, their gazes traveling hundreds of millions of kilometers to land on their 'hometown'.

Although her younger sister didn't have Yu's strong 'eyesight', her perception of spiritual energy still allowed her to accurately detect that a large-scale electromagnetic tremor had occurred in their hometown.

"It's Raichu from the Eight Orochi,"

Yu answered casually, of course he knew what had happened: after all, 'Little Moonlit Night' was still there.

"A conflict broke out with the demon king of the burning hell."

The unlucky demon king.
Now that things have taken a turn for the better,
Yu, who was originally planning to act secretly, decided to ignore it.

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Rumble rumble rumble,

"Pikachu————"

A mournful cry echoed across the sky, over Mexico—no, over central America—as thunderclouds rolled in from all directions of the planet, like a carpet laid out for the 'King'.

However, the 'King' of Thunder now had no interest whatsoever, only a heart full of sorrow and anger.

"mound!!!"

Accompanying this sound, from the rolling thunderclouds;

A thick pillar of lightning descended like divine punishment, instantly engulfing a mountain-like, obese figure.

Storm Release: Storm Demon Dragon
boom----------

Endless lightning bolts spread outwards from the center of the beam of light that landed!

Bolts of lightning, some thick and some thin, spread recklessly in all directions: the earth cracked and buildings collapsed on the spot. With the power of this lightning, it was enough to tear Mexico City apart, or rather, half of Mexico, and blast it into the sea in an instant.

"Aaaaaaah!"

"I am the King of Sin!!!"

Amidst the lightning, Azmodan roared in a mixture of shock and rage.

As this King of Sin stomped his foot and roared to the sky, with each piercing of his spider legs into the earth, a halo of light, imbued with a powerful corrupting force and capable of inducing drowsiness, rippled outwards from the ground—this was the light of 'sloth' sweeping across the land.

In the blink of an eye, the entire city centered on Azmodan softened, degenerated, and twisted.

The earth was transformed into sludge and a pool of putrid matter, with countless twisted, swollen, and festering bubbles constantly emerging and bursting open: it had become a putrid swamp!
Crackling! ! !

Countless bolts of lightning leaped, raged, and spread—

Theoretically, lightning is the element that counters earth, but beneath this corrupt swamp lies the entire planet!

Countless massive bolts of lightning were absorbed by the swamp, transferred, and channeled into the earth: earth-based abilities are inherently the most advantageous in terms of terrain and offer the highest level of defense.

At the same time, Azmodan took the opportunity to sink most of his body into the ground, which had become a boiling swamp, leaving only his head exposed as he swam around, healing his injuries while observing the enemies in the sky.

The entire sky was filled with rolling dark clouds.

Dark clouds continued to gather, and countless bolts of lightning flashed through the thunderclouds.
Obeying the command of that tiny yellow figure in the sky wearing a hat, it could transform into a wild lightning bolt that could destroy everything and engulf all things!
"Demon God level?"

Azmodan, who had dived into the 'Swamp of Corruption', took a deep breath.

Moreover, judging from the opponent's gritted teeth and the way they were constantly absorbing the lightning from the entire sky, they were clearly fighting for their lives.

Nowadays
Perhaps this is the end.

An ominous thought flashed through my mind.
On its mountain-like body, the ferocious features of the demon king emitted raging hellfire.

So what? Even if it means death, I'll tear a piece of flesh from their body! That's what a demon is, that's what a demon is!!
"war----"

With a wave of his hand, the Demon King in the swamp unleashed a dense horde of demons, fallen humans, and fallen angels: these were the spectators of his 'blood arena,' now released to fight as soldiers.

Thousands of troops, demons, and angels surged toward the sky.

kill!

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"Alarm! Alarm!"

"An S-class extraordinary disaster has been detected—"

The piercing alarms and red lights echoed throughout the 'Macross,' causing everyone in every department and among all personnel to stop what they were doing and look up in surprise.

"Estimated level: God!"

"All departments are on high alert. Patriarch Isoya, please proceed to the command center." "I repeat, all departments."

brush,

As the metal space door slid open, Isoya Dai and Isoya Kaoru strode into the command room.

"Two family heads!"

High-ranking government officials and superintendents from the Metropolitan Police Department all raised their hands in salute to the two men.

"An S-class supernatural disaster has erupted in the central region of the Americas."

"You don't need to tell me,"

"We can see it!"

Interrupting the inspector's introduction, the two siblings looked up.

Through the extraordinary glass windows of the command center, the gazes of the two members of the Isoya family fell upon the blue-white planet.

Now, a patch of black has appeared on that blue and white planet: a black vortex visible to the naked eye is spinning on the planet! You can even see constantly flickering lights shining in the blackness, showing the fury of the most extraordinary beings.

"Raichu?"

"It can only be Him."

The Isogai siblings have been staying in this near-Earth orbit 'hyperspace fortress' for some time now.

But that doesn't mean they were unaware of what happened in their 'hometown'. The Metropolitan Police Department's intelligence network was open to them, and the Isoya family also had their own channels.

Everyone knows that Raichu is not dead, and has even had contact with a member of the family: the current scene affecting the planet is not something that other beings, except for the 'leader of the Eight Heroes,' could not accomplish, but rather their attributes are not suitable.

"Coverage area calculated in tens of thousands of kilometers"

Looking at the enormous black lightning vortex that was still conspicuous even compared to a planet, Isoya Dai couldn't help but marvel.

What a terrifying technique this is!

"God level."

Kaoru Igarani clenched her fist.
Faced with such an existence, let alone the siblings, even dragon-level or ghost-level beings would only struggle for a short time.

"We should go into seclusion and break through to a higher level, sister."

"Oh, yes."

The Igoya siblings' strength has been stuck at the Tiger Peak for a long time;
After all, with the support of the Ishigani family, most of the precious resources could be obtained through buying and selling.

Reaching the Demon rank was not a pipe dream for the siblings: moreover, they were 'Onmyoji', which required less mental fortitude in combat compared to other professions.

Only by reaching the Demon level can one protect oneself in the face of such terrifying power;
It was merely a matter of self-preservation.

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"asshole!"

"Shinra Tensei—"

On the Mexican battlefield, now reduced to ruins, Kozuki Yomi raised her hand, and an invisible repulsive force deflected the falling lightning.

"Has this Pikachu gone mad? It's attacking us too?"

No, I think he just didn't notice.

Xiao Gang, who was being protected by Xiao Yueye and retreating, sighed and looked up at the center of the battlefield in the distance: the demons, fallen angels, and fallen professionals who blotted out the sky rushed forward like moths to a flame, only to be mercilessly swept down by the lightning.

The leader of the Eight Heroes had just recovered his strength when he wreaked havoc and single-handedly suppressed the entire demon army!

It seems that even wiping out the entire Sin King's forces by one person wouldn't be a problem.

"Tsk, they actually stole my thunder!"

Seeing that she was unhappy, Xiaoyueye spoke up.
So what if she's a god-level being? It's not like she hasn't seen them before.

"Xiaoxia, Sister Xiaoxia, what are you daydreaming about?"

Xiaoxia, who was being dragged along by Xiaogang, had a blank stare and looked completely lost, leaving Xiaoyue Yejian speechless.

"You all find somewhere to hide, I—?!"

Before Koyuki could finish speaking, her purple-rimmed eyes sharpened:
null------

Above the battlefield, in the rapidly rotating thunderclouds, a pitch-black ball of lightning, hundreds of meters in diameter, broke through the clouds. Within it, countless bolts of lightning could be vaguely seen moving and flashing, as if, no, it contained all the lightning of the entire world.

Killing Dog Cannon!
"This"

The giant, jet-black sphere slowly descended.

It was not fast at all, and it was even silent; but everyone who looked up and saw the black ball lost the strength to run away.

If such a massive 'phantom cannon' were to fall, not only Mexico, but the entire Central America would be wiped out.
Who can run thousands of kilometers in a short period of time to completely avoid a collision?

"What is this guy trying to do?!"

At this moment, even Tsukiyo was stunned.

She can run away, of course, but Xiao Gang, okay, even if we can ignore the Ishigaya family, what about Xiao Xia?

After all, he was her father's grand-disciple, and thus her 'junior,' yet she couldn't protect him:
How can they save face after this?
"I'll go stop him—"

Before Xiaoyue Yejian could return to the battlefield, several voices rang out.

"Raichu?"

"What are you doing!"

"We are the Eight Heroes who protect the planet, look at what you've managed to protect?!"

Amidst the shouts, three figures flew in from afar.

Rayquaza, Kyogre, Mewtwo. As for Groudon? That guy just slowly sails on the sea, and by the time he shows up, it'll all be over.

As three members of the "Eight Elite Warriors" flew into the battlefield, Mewtwo's gaze swept across the battlefield:
Raichu has regained his strength, and judging from his grief-stricken attitude, Ash is gone?
It seems the plan is going unexpectedly well.

only--

"Raichu, calm down."

Before Mewtwo could finish its attempt to dissuade it, it was rudely interrupted.

"I am Pikachu!"

The adorable yellow-haired mouse-shaped Pikachu, crackling with lightning, accompanied by a giant black ball slowly descending behind him, sends a chill down the spine of anyone who sees it—no, anyone who exists.

If that 'Extinction Void Dog Cannon' were to land, Central America would surely be gone.

Once caught up in it, even a dragon-level being will be severely injured if they don't die!

Even the demon-level ones were instantly killed.

God-level power!

"Ray, Pikachu, disengage."

Rayquaza, while traversing the clouds and dispersing the thunderclouds that covered half the planet, advised:
"If there's anything you need, we can help you."

"You can't help!"

However, how could Pikachu, caught in a tragic situation, possibly stop?
"Ash is dead, nothing else matters—destroy the world!!"

???

Are you serious about this "Gathering of Eight Heroes"?

Rayquaza, Kyogre, and Mewtwo were all speechless: What kind of rebellious planetary offspring is this?

"Everyone, attack together!"

Now that things have come to this, no matter what, we must stop Raichu's attack first.

(End of this chapter)