I directed the mythical revival in Tokyo

Chapter 183: Your Majesty, Please Take the Side Road!
Among the ruins, Yamazaki was alone, leaning against a low section of the wall.

The wall was less than one and a half meters high. If someone attacked from behind, he could easily be killed.

However, Yamazaki had no time to care about these things at the moment. He held a rifle and fired at the shadow armored soldiers who were swarming towards him with a ferocious look on his face.

The sound of gunfire echoed among the ruins, and bullet shells from the rifles fell like raindrops on the soldiers in front of them who were made of shadows.

However, these shadow soldiers did not seem to be very afraid of bullets. The bullets penetrated their bodies, leaving only a trace of black shadows and holes.

Although their bodies dimmed, they remained unmoved and continued to raise their swords, pretending to swing them.

"Yamazaki, run!"

A soldier in military uniform lay at the feet of the shadow soldier, blood flowing from his mouth, and warned Yamazaki with dim eyes.

But Yamazaki did not back down. He gritted his teeth, the rifle in his hand continued to spurt out tongues of fire, and he roared: "You monsters, all of you go to hell!"

Yamazaki glanced at the last flashbang behind him.

After a series of experiments, they finally determined that there were significant differences in the characteristics of these shadow soldiers.

Only some soldiers would be severely damaged when encountering light, but these special soldiers wearing armor were almost completely immune to light attacks.

The effect of light on them is limited to a certain degree of restraint and interference, and it is difficult to cause substantial harm.

Yamazaki felt his heart beating violently, but at this critical moment, an inexplicable calm surged in his heart.

[My life is already wonderful enough, even if it ends at this moment, I have no regrets]

He used to be just an unemployed vagrant who made a living by renting houses around Tengu Mountain to tourists.

However, the Tsuchigumo incident completely changed the trajectory of his life, allowing him to experience the thrill of quick profits for the first time.

From mining silk in Tengu Mountain, to discovering the mysterious cave, to accidentally obtaining gems in the Nagaya King incident, these short experiences allowed him to earn previously unimaginable wealth.

However, for him who had been poor for a long time and had just become rich, this wealth did not last.

He has nearly spent that huge sum on some special games over the past few months.

He had planned to go to Izumo City after spending all the money to see if he could seize new opportunities.

However, during his trip to Tokyo, the Bo Gang incident completely disrupted his plans.

Seeing the generous employment rewards offered by the authorities, he, who had served in the Self-Defense Forces, joined the battle without hesitation with his excellent physical fitness and rich experience.

"If you walk on the shore, your shoes will get wet!"

Looking at the shadowy armored soldiers approaching, Yamazaki could not help but snort softly. Just as he was about to reach for the flash bomb behind him, he suddenly found that the large number of soldiers in front of him trembled slightly and turned their eyes to the building on the side.

What do these soldiers want to do?
When Yamazaki was wondering, he suddenly heard a series of cracking sounds coming from the wall.

boom! ! !
With a deafening explosion, a wall of a building not far away suddenly bulged outward, and then exploded, with a large amount of flying sand and rocks splashing out.

A black figure rushed through the building.

Followed by.

Zizzi! ! !

A fierce slash slashed out from the building like a shadow, attacking the black figure.

It seemed the black figure was unable to dodge and could only cross his arms in front of himself.

clang!
When the slashing blow intersected with the two arms, a crisp sound like the collision of fine iron was heard.

However, the power of this slash was extraordinary. Although the black figure blocked the slash, he could not withstand the powerful impact force it contained, and the whole person was shocked and retreated repeatedly.

Yamazaki took a closer look and was shocked to find that the black figure was actually a worker wearing a demon mask!

He was slightly stunned. The large number of black shadow soldiers who were approaching him had now completely given up attacking him, and instead swarmed towards the young man who rushed out of the building with the second person.

He looked in the direction the shadow soldiers were moving.

"Mr. Takasaka Ryuji!"

……

Da da da

As Gao Banlongji moved, his footsteps stepped on the gravel, crushing the soil and making a dull sound.

He stared solemnly at the masked monster in front of him who called himself General Ika, and his heart was full of vigilance.

He couldn't help but touch his wrist, and he could still feel his wrist trembling slightly.

In his previous head-on confrontation with General Ika, he had already deeply experienced how difficult this monster was to deal with.

The other person's body was incredibly hard and his intuition was extremely sharp.

He had tried many times to use the transparent world to chop the white lines on the opponent's body, but failed every time.

Whenever he tried to aim at those white lines, General Ika seemed to be able to sense them and would dodge quickly, causing his fatal attacks to miss repeatedly.

Although on the surface it seemed that he was suppressing his opponent, in fact he was unable to break through General Ika's defense.

Without the blessing of the transparent world, his wind blade could only leave a shallow white mark on the opponent's body and could not cause any substantial damage.

"What a tough opponent!"

Gao Ban Long Er sighed inwardly.

On the other side, General Ika rolled backwards, stood firmly in place, shook off the dust on his body, and a hint of disgust was revealed in his tone.

"What a weak body! It completely limits my performance!"

General Ika's eyes swept around, and when his sight fell on Yamazaki in the corner, his eyes suddenly lit up.

At the same time, Takasaka Ryuji looked at General Ika and the large number of shadow armored soldiers around him with a serious expression, feeling a little tricky.

He had already guessed that the other party was most likely the commander of the shadow soldiers.

In the absence of being able to deal with Bo Gang, decapitation of the top shadow soldiers seems to be an effective way to restrict the actions of the Hell Legion to the greatest extent possible.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Gao Ban Longji calmly gathered the energy in his body into the sword in his hand and was about to launch an attack when he suddenly heard a scream from the side.

He subconsciously turned his head and saw a 1.8-meter-tall strong man being grabbed by the arms by two shadow soldiers and being dragged towards General Ika.

At the same time, a shadow soldier beside General Ika placed his hand in front of his mask.

Think of the body of the office worker.

Gao Ban Long Er understood everything in an instant and thought to himself that something was wrong.

"That guy is going to change his body again!"

He immediately gathered his strength and rushed forward, trying to stop it.

However, a large number of soldiers suddenly emerged from the ground and blocked his way with their bodies.

Gao Ban Long Er waved his sword, trying to break through the siege, roaring angrily.

"Damn it! Get out of the way!"

Swish!
Swish! ! !
While destroying the soldiers in front of him, Takasaka Ryuji sensed that General Ika had gathered with Yamazaki, and his pupils suddenly dizzied.

"Want to change bodies? I won't let you succeed!"

He ignored the large number of soldiers in front of him and quickly determined the direction. His veins bulged and strength rushed into his arms frantically.

Then he swung the knife violently!

With a swish, the knife flashed towards the target in an instant!
puff!

Along with the screams of the unlucky military officer, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground could be faintly heard.

After the last shadow soldier was eliminated, hearty laughter suddenly came from the front.

"Hahaha! General Ika is resurrected!"

“Come and pay tribute to him!!!”

Gao Banlonger's face darkened, and he cursed in his heart: "Damn it, did he chop it wrong?"

He looked at the smoke-filled scene ahead, his mind filled with thoughts.

His weak body had already made him suffer a lot. If the opponent had a stronger body...

"It's really troublesome!"

At this time, smoke continued to cover General Ika's figure.

Suddenly, a stream of air was pushed away from above to both sides, and the first thing to appear was General Ika's blue face.

There were still wisps of smoke drifting from both sides of the other person's face.

Da da!

Following the sound of footsteps, General Ika stepped out from the smoke and dust. He waved his hands and pushed the dust around him to the sides.

"Haha, what a nice body!"

General Ika laughed and said, then stretched out his right arm in a gesture of inviting battle.

"Come on! Let's continue with the second round!"

However, he suddenly found that Gao Ban Longji in front of him had a frown on his face, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

General Ika couldn't help but feel a little confused and said sarcastically.

"What's that expression? Are you afraid of fighting?!"

"..."

Takasaka Ryuji did not respond, but just stared at General Ika silently.

Suddenly, General Ika seemed to realize something was wrong, and he quickly looked down.

The scene that came into view stunned him for a moment.

The "hand" he originally wanted to fight...

It turned into a foot?!
"Damn it! What's wrong with that stupid soldier!?"

"How could you put my noble face on your butt!!!"

----

"Your Majesty, please leave the Imperial Palace immediately!"

Minister Fujiwara stood in front of a kind-looking middle-aged man and persuaded him in an urgent tone.

"At this moment, monsters from hell are already attacking the core area of ​​Tokyo in Adachi District!"

The middle-aged man sighed inwardly.

Ever since the extraordinary being appeared in the world, he had been filled with joy, thinking that the noble blood flowing in his veins had finally come in handy.

After all, even Miyamoto Musashi from hundreds of years ago was extraordinary!
Then, as he is of the Emperor's bloodline, shouldn't he have ascended to heaven right on the spot? ! !
This rhetoric was quite attractive in the market, and even a large number of neutrals in the past began to move closer to him.

Although most of them are speculative, it is better to have them than not!!!
[It is our duty to restore the Emperor's glory! 】

However, when he touched the antiques in the warehouse one by one, his expectations were shattered like a bubble.

He even began to wonder if his family bloodline had been interrupted at some point in time.

What made him even more headache was that none of the gods that appeared successively in the Izumo and Suwa regions belonged to the lineage of Amaterasu!
This caused his voice in politics to decline again.

The Imperial Household Agency staff on the side huddled in a corner, not daring to make a sound.

The Imperial Household Agency is a department that serves the Emperor exclusively. In reality, this department often provides PUA and "normative guidance" to the Emperor.

For example, when Empress Masako's speaking time exceeded Emperor Naruhito's by 28 seconds, she was severely reprimanded by the Imperial Household Agency.

In the eyes of the government, the emperor's role is limited to being the country's mascot and he just needs to behave himself.

In the past, the Imperial Household Agency often suppressed the Emperor in the name of political correctness.

However, as gods and monsters continued to appear, their combat power became even more exaggerated.

Monsters capable of destroying a city appear one after another!
After the two Sukuna in Taiji City were sealed, I thought it was the end, but I never expected that it was the beginning of everything...

In addition, no one can guarantee that Amaterasu will not come one day and give Japan a little divine shock.

Because of this, the Emperor has lived an unprecedented comfortable life in the past six months, and the Imperial Household Agency has completely transformed into a true servant of the Emperor.

At the same time, Minister Fujiwara, who holds real power, is also a heavyweight figure that cannot be underestimated for the Imperial Household Agency.

The Imperial Household Agency carefully maintains a balance between the two, fearing to offend either side.

At such a critical moment, they didn't even dare to say a word.

The middle-aged man looked at Minister Fujiwara in front of him with a face full of anxiety, and felt mixed emotions.

He understood the urgency of the current situation, but for him, the attitude of the gods in the void was a more critical factor.

If he chooses to escape when the devil attacks, how will he face the ancestral gods that may appear in the future?

Under normal circumstances, he would have died bravely.

However, the trouble is that the only male in the Neon royal family, and the only heir, seems to have some minor problems.

For example, at the age of eight, he recognized the wrong father.

For example, in the high school exam, you only scored 20 points out of 1,000.

There were even extremists who could not tolerate the future of Japan being handed over to this person, so they launched an assassination attempt to wipe out the Japanese royal family.

Of course, these are most likely slanders by the outside media, because the next emperor, who appears foolish but is extremely wise, was able to publish a research report in the A-level journal published by the National Science Museum while in high school.

Great, needless to say!

At least after the frequent appearance of extraordinary people, many people have begun to withdraw their doubts and attacks on the IQ of the emperor's heir.

On the other side, Minister Fujiwara seemed to notice the middle-aged man's hesitation. His eyes flashed, and he stepped forward and whispered.

"I have a plan. You can consider going to other imperial palaces in history to take refuge... and live there!"

Hearing this, a light suddenly flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. He understood Minister Fujiwara's intention and pondered in his heart.

Historically, there were three imperial palaces: Nara, Kyoto, and Tokyo.

Considering the recent slight changes in Kyoto and Tokyo.

"Minister Fujiwara, what you mean is..."

There was a hint of "hesitation" on the middle-aged man's face, and he seemed to be undecided.

Minister Fujiwara immediately understood, his face straightened and he spoke seriously.

“Living in the same place for a long time can make people feel bored. Considering that the environments in Tokyo and Kyoto are not particularly livable, I suggest you live in your ancestral home in Nara for a while to change the environment and your mood!”

"It makes sense!"

The middle-aged man nodded in agreement, and the hesitation in his heart immediately disappeared.

……

"Your Majesty, please board the helicopter as soon as possible!"

Although the flying accident rate in the neon sky is a bit high nowadays, considering that the Hell Legion led by Bo Gang has no air units, but soldiers often emerge from unexpected corners.

Therefore, choosing the sky as an escape route is undoubtedly the best option at present.

"what!!!"

Suddenly, a wailing sound came from the corner, causing Minister Fujiwara and the middle-aged man to look over at the same time.

Then, fear made them feel as if their legs and feet were bound, making it difficult to move.

The extraordinary soldiers on the side quickly got ready, full of positive energy!
In the corner, a large number of shadows extended into the air like plasticine, and then condensed into many shadow soldiers.

At least five times as many as extraordinary soldiers.

Considering assassination is easier than protection...

brush!
A shadow soldier who looked like a samurai pulled out a long knife from the security guard's abdomen, and stared at the middle-aged man with bloodshot eyes.

The middle-aged man subconsciously looked at Minister Fujiwara beside him, but what he got was a helpless look from the other party.

[It’s over!] The middle-aged man felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

"Ow!!!"

At this moment, the corner of the wall was broken!

A giant rock snake opened its bloody mouth and swept away the shadow soldiers like bowling balls.

"Your Majesty, nice to meet you." A voice said, "I am Misaka Yana, the shaman serving Suwa Shrine."

"After consultation with the Lord of the Gods, Susanoo sent me here to ask for something from you."

[Susano-no-Mikoto? And the Takemikata god enshrined at Suwa Shrine? ]

The middle-aged man looked at Misaka Yana, who was wearing a shrine maiden's costume and acting neither humble nor arrogant in front of him, and Iwaser, who was cleaning up the scene behind him.

Thinking of the precarious situation in Tokyo, he sighed helplessly.

"What do the two gods want?"

"Please temporarily give up your territorial sovereignty over the Tokyo area."

"Transfer to Suwa Daimyojin!"

(End of this chapter)