I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 793 Shattered Illusion

Chapter 793 Shattered Illusion

"Blasphemer, leave my world!"

In the dream world,
The earth trembled like the sea, and the 'god' with a human body and an elephant's head in the sky looked displeased.
Without any visible action from Him, crimson flames and streaks of light fell from the sky, like a world-ending rain of fire or a million arrows, threatening to engulf Touma Kamijou and Seiri Fukiyori.

Rumble rumble rumble —

The light fell on the ground, instantly shattering the entire 'Mukogaoka High School' into pieces.

but:

"Shatter, illusion!"

Kamijou Touma threw a punch into the sky with his right hand, and everything in front of him suddenly trembled and blurred, as if a realistic oil painting had been suddenly splashed with a bucket of detergent.

In front of his right fist,
Everything turned into a chaotic flow of colors.

Illusory and powerless, the so-called 'world-destroying fire rain' is naturally out of the question.

This is still the result of Touma holding back, fearing it might damage Fukiyori's control.

Chakra, this power, exists not only in the physical body but also in the soul.

For example, Nagato and Itachi Uchiha, after being resurrected by Edo Tensei, still possessed the Rinnegan and Mangekyou Sharingan. However, by then, Nagato's Rinnegan had already been taken back by Obito, and Itachi's Mangekyou Sharingan had been fused with Sasuke's.

So even in this 'illusion',

Touma Kamijou's right hand is still functional, and even the Zangetsu's 'divine punishment' cannot harm him.

"Mr. Kamijou, please prepare to leave this place."

In the turbulent and shattered 'world', a phantom girl appears.

"The opponent's skill in illusion is superior to mine. If we continue to entangle with them, it will be disadvantageous for us."

Without a doubt, this is 'light'.

Although she didn't come, Shizuka, Touma, and Dori all bear her 'Eight Thousand Spears' mark, so it's not much different from her being there in person.

Iku didn't like using 'illusion magic', so he didn't develop it: fighting in the opponent's territory is extremely unwise.

"good,"

"Let's go, Fukiyori-kun!"

While waving his right hand to block the 'divine punishment,' he reached his left hand back, only to grab nothing.

?

"Touma, you can go now."

The long-haired, fierce-looking girl, who resembled a sporty, model student, took a half-step back.

"I really, really thank you for coming!"

"But I entered this 'world' voluntarily; I'm just an ordinary student!"

Even though the girl trains hard every day and can recite all kinds of extraordinary knowledge by heart, 'talent' is an insurmountable barrier in front of ordinary people: it doesn't exist if you don't try to touch it; but once you do touch it, it will make you feel utterly hopeless.

Don't believe in any kind of explosive growth. Even if you put a tiger behind you, an ordinary person still can't outrun an athlete: that's the cold reality.

Looking up at the scene of the sky collapsing and the battle between humans and gods, the long-haired, fierce girl's body trembled instinctively.

"I'm not as strong as Touma, nor as brave as Touma."

In this era where gods and demons roam freely and the extraordinary run rampant.

To live a lifetime hiding in the 'illusion world'

What's wrong with that?
Even if it's an illusion, even if I die in the end;
At least you can enjoy—

Snapped,

Next second,
The girl was then held tightly in his arms;
Given Touma Kamijou's personality, he wouldn't have time to listen to her hesitation.

To be honest, Touma Kamijou is also a 'willful' person: no matter what happens, he will use any means to achieve his inner goals—it just so happens that his actions are arbitrarily judged as good deeds by others.

"Come with me!"

He was pulled into Touma's arms.
My mind went blank, and my heart suddenly stopped for a beat.

All that remained was a soft, instinctive hum in response:

"Um,"

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boom! !

A hotel in the suburbs of New Delhi,

The wall exploded with a deafening roar, and as a group of Barat people hanging on the wall were thrown out, Kamijou Touma, carrying Fukiyori, leaped out.

Since the 'scriptures' appeared in the sky, the interiors of the city's buildings have been abandoned by the Barat people; those inside the buildings cannot see the celestial scriptures, and naturally cannot enter the 'paradise' to enjoy them.

This actually provides a place for tourists to stay.
Through the hotel window, my mind entered a celestial dream world.

"Touma,"

"Let's get out of the city first—"

Taking the opportunity, she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried herself directly in Touma's arms.

Even if I die right now, it would be worth it!

"Humph--"

A truly furious voice rang out from the sky.

"My purpose in writing down scriptures and establishing the Three Realms is to open a door of great convenience for all sentient beings."

The sky was turbulent with wind and clouds, and as the layers of clouds surged and converged, they transformed into a giant face covering the sky: fat head and big ears, long nose and single tooth, fire in the eyes and golden lines on the forehead—who else could it be but the 'Ganesha'?

"What is your intention in wantonly destroying the Pure Land of Bliss?!"

The thunderous voice of God echoed over New Delhi.
The hundreds of millions of Barat people, who were originally enjoying themselves in the 'Paradise Realm,' fighting in the 'Asura Realm,' and listening to scriptures and learning the Dharma in the 'Celestial Realm,' suddenly opened their eyes wide with anger and began to question:
"What do you intend to do?!"

"What do you want?!"

"What?!"

The sound waves blended together, making the entire city vibrate and buzz.

This is no longer just being condemned by everyone.
Instead, it drew the ire of hundreds of millions!

brush,

However, the two people flying through the sky remained unmoved.

With a single step, he landed on the head of a Balat man; before the man could react, Touma swept him away in his arms.

Let's not even talk about Touma Kamijou, who has faced top-tier powerhouses like 'Ten' and 'Orochi'; the wrath of a mere few hundred million people is nothing more than the buzzing of mosquitoes in one's ear.

As for Fukiyoshi? He was immersed in their time alone together, wishing time could stand still at this moment.

Because soon—

"Touma,"

Tokugawa Shizuka, who had floated over, swept her gaze across the area:
Ok?
Why is it a girl again!
"Jing, use your abilities to lead us out of the city."

"good,"

Suppressing her surging jealousy, Tokugawa Shizuka raised her hand and beckoned.
Immediately, a cloud of iron sand flew over and formed a black iron-colored circular metal platform under Touma Kamijou's feet.

"This student, you can come down now."

"Oh? Okay."

The put-down Fukiyori reluctantly left Touma's embrace; she straightened her clothes and bowed deeply to the sword-wielding girl floating beside her.

"I'm very sorry to have caused Miss Tokugawa trouble."

Island nations place great importance on etiquette, and serious girls like Fukiyori Seiri are even more meticulous and methodical.

As for this young lady from the Tokugawa family, every Japanese person knows her.

but:

"Humph,"

A greeting sent with a whistle.
But in return, the other party angrily turned their head away and looked away.
What a great evil!
As Tokugawa Shizuka's chest heaved with anger, Fukiyori Seiri was filled with doubt:
"They actually disregarded the majesty of God."

The elephant-headed god in the sky glared, enraged! He was the mighty god of wisdom, and these three human boys and girls were treating him like air?

How can you bear this!

"Where is Gana's army?!"

As the giant elephant's head formed by clouds gave the order, streaks of blue light shot out from the center of the city.

Each of these beams of light was a humanoid monster over three meters tall, with three faces on its head, each face with blue faces and fangs, and disheveled hair; it constantly spewed out flames and ice, had sharp long horns on its head, a body as wide as a wall, a back as thick as a rock, and was covered with various metal ornaments.

Six thick arms, each wielding a traditional Barat weapon such as a ring blade, whip sword, fist blade, and bow and arrow.

These strange beings with three heads and six arms, some with wings on their backs, others riding snakes and controlling the wind, swarmed towards Touma and his two companions, just as in mythology, to punish those who blasphemed the gods.

Ganesha, the elephant-headed god, commands a group of minor gods called Gana who are skilled at causing trouble and serving Shiva, hence he is also known as the "chief of the group".

Lord of Gana!
These swarming 'Gana'
Each of them possesses tiger-level strength, and is extremely vicious and murderous.

However, the Tiger level is not enough.

"Just some lowly soldiers,"

Tokugawa Shizuka, who had just gone to the 'ancestor' to train and level up, disdainfully raised the long sword in her hand.

"Satetsu Shigure!"

Brush, brush, brush, brush—

As Tokugawa Shizuka raised his longsword, the cars and motorcycles covered by the Balat people on the street below; the streetlights and railings beside the street; even the steel bars in the buildings and the pipes buried deep underground all disintegrated into countless black iron sands, surging out like waves and converging into the sky.

Countless black iron filings drifted upwards, like a grand, counter-current, pitch-black rain.

"Sand Iron Boundary Law!"

Immediately afterwards, Tokugawa Shizuka swung his long sword through the air.
Puff puff puff puff puff!!!

Countless iron filings suddenly coalesced, transforming into vast expanses of solid black thorns! They spread and connected behind the three, forming a massive, dense 'barrier' in the sky and on the ground;
Those 'Gana' who ventured into this area were either pierced by long black spikes or had their weapons affected by the powerful magnetic field, making it difficult for them to move.

But these 'Gana' are not ones to sit idly by and wait for their doom.
They opened their mouths and either breathed fire, spat water, exhaled poison, or fanned the wind;
The three-headed, six-armed warrior wielded the traditional weapons of the Barat, hacking and slashing fiercely, constantly tearing and cutting through the black thorns!
"Roar?"

"Cough cough cough,"

Soon, these 'Gana' that were constantly destroying the iron sand barrier began to cough violently, spewing black blood from their mouths; instinctively, they covered their necks with their six arms, their weapons nowhere to be found.

"The iron shot has been damaged!"

Tokugawa Shizuka snorted coldly.
The iron sand she controls can not only be fused into various weapons and armor;
After being dispersed, it can turn into tiny iron filings invisible to the naked eye. Once these filings penetrate the human body or machinery, they will immediately paralyze it!

Her abilities,

It can be described as a true mechanical killer.

Puppetry is not common in this world, but various machines are also countered.

?

The powerful 'divine magic' would be absorbed by the boy's right hand, and the Ganas under his command, who had only recently 'descended', would be of little use.

"Moses Saka, come quickly to my aid!"

Amidst the desperate cries of Ganesha (the elephant-headed god)

In the center of this densely populated city that houses hundreds of millions of people, a sky-blue light shone.

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"Yijiang, what are you thinking about?"

In a typical island school, students come and go;

Beside the playground, Fan Qiu, with her long, wavy brown hair, looked at the boy staring at the falling cherry blossoms with a puzzled expression.

"Seven-year cherry blossoms,"

The boy walked towards the cherry blossom tree in the corner of the schoolyard.

"It is said that the school tree was planted by the principal and his wife when the school was built."

The legend that if you confess your love under this cherry blossom tree, you will become husband and wife and stay together for life is not only found in island nations, but also in many schools.

After all, love is the most cherished and purest emotion during student days—once you enter society, you have to consider many, many things.

The bark is also covered with densely packed names, like:
"Ie, Fanqiu,"

As Yijiang's fingers traced the two names inscribed on the tree trunk, he closed his eyes.

No,

He never carved any words on the 'Seven Year Cherry Blossoms'.
Because of Ie's 'former' personality, she was actually very shy and rule-abiding.

"Fanqiu, what is happiness?"

?

The girl behind him thought for a moment.

He gave a seemingly flippant answer.

"Happiness is cats eating fish, dogs eating meat, and Ultraman fighting monsters."

As she spoke, the girl walked to Yijiang's side, put her hands behind her back, smiled and tilted her head to look at the boy;

Cats don't need literature, dogs don't need music, and Ultraman doesn't need to contemplate life; they only need to satisfy their instincts or do what they're used to. Therefore:
"To have one's wishes fulfilled is to be satisfied; to be satisfied is to be happy."

The girl summarized it this way,

"Will it get as you wish?"

As Ie removed her hand from the trunk of the 'Seven-Year Cherry' tree, a smile appeared on her face.

Fanqiu, Xiayin, The World Where Everyone Is
"So I should be—"

happy.

------

boom! !

Central New Delhi

A sky-blue figure, hundreds of meters tall, stood up.

The figure was entirely blue, with exceptionally well-developed muscles, its hair bristling with rage, and it looked furious and savage. It wore a skull necklace around its neck and a human skin drum at its waist. It had twenty-four arms, each wielding a weapon, making it seem like a god of war.

As this gigantic figure turned and exerted its power:
boom------

The massive, azure-blue figure strode out and sped off from the city center!

Just by rushing past, the city was like the surface of the sea cut open by a sailfish, leaving a straight trail: and those splashing 'splashes' were the countless Barat people!
Even as they were flung into the air, these Barat people maintained their foolish smiles until the shockwave dissipated.

Tear them to pieces, turning them into a shower of blood!
"careful!"

Shizuka Tokugawa loudly reminded him.
Waaaaahh ...

The azure giant pursued them, wielding two crescent-shaped battle axes and meteor hammer-shaped weapons, one on the left and one on the right, as they hurtled towards the three people who were leaving on a metal flying disc!
The shockwaves generated by the wielding of weapons alone are enough to tear apart skyscrapers, demonstrating the terrifying power they contain.

"Sand iron wall!"

Tokugawa Shizuka raised his long sword.
The jet-black iron sand surged upwards.

It formed a huge 'barrier' in front of a meteor hammer.

*Pfft!*

The massive meteor hammer swept across, instantly smashing the mountain-like 'barrier' into a shower of iron filings; however, under Tokugawa Shizuka's control, these flying iron filings immediately flew back, enveloping the enormous weapon and trapping it within, making it impossible to penetrate or pull it out.

Compared to the grand scale and all-out effort of Tokugawa Shizuka;
On the other side, Kamijou Touma leaped up and threw a punch at the crescent-shaped battle axe, which is the traditional weapon of Barat, 'Turval'!
Wave,

The anticipated cataclysmic collision did not occur.

Faced with Touma Kamijou's fist, the crescent-shaped battle axe, the size of a building, instantly 'melted' like a bubble.

The giant axe vanished on the spot, leaving only half of the axe handle and writhing blue spiritual energy.

?

"This kind of attack."

Kamijou Touma was also taken aback.
Why does it look so similar to Hikari and Dolly's 'divine incarnation'?
(End of this chapter)

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