I'm a demon in Tokyo!

When Nanjo Manami saw Chisa being pushed into the office by her sister, she silently stubbed out the cigarette she had just lit.

She can still manage something as simple as preventing children from being exposed to secondhand smoke.

"Please sit down, Chisa."

Nanjo Aimi pointed to the sofa at Chisa, who seemed a little flustered, then turned off the office lights and lit up the huge mini-LED floor screen that had been embedded in the wall.

"Perfect timing, you can take a look too."

Nanjo Manami tapped the chaotic area on the screen, filled with swirling fog and eerie light and shadow, and casually began giving a simple explanation to the girl who had been brought there by two irresponsible guys.

"This is the 'Second Wave Front'."

Seeing that she had captured Chisa's attention with just one sentence, Nanjo Manami continued,

"However, more often we call it the 'borderland' between the deep sea and the real world."

On the screen, that area was outlined by a detailed yet simplified 3D map.

Chisa could vaguely glimpse the outline of the extremely large and complex defensive fortifications at the front line through the cartoonish markings on the map and the accompanying text annotations.

— Huge barriers, crisscrossing networks of spiritual energy transmission, and numerous fixed emplacements and mobile platforms.

And various units that were slowly moving through them, bearing obvious special affairs offices, Yin-Yang Bureaus, or family crests that she couldn't recognize.

It gives the impression of... a super-large map in an SLG game.

When Chisa was working at the Special Affairs Department a while ago, she often saw Kitano-nee playing this type of game.

"It's surprisingly clear and easy to understand."

she thinks.

"The so-called border area"

—This is a massive defensive project built after the first wave, spearheaded by the Special Affairs Bureau and jointly constructed with the Yin-Yang Bureau, major ancient families, and many other willing partners.

Nanjo Manami crossed her legs, leaned back in a semi-reclined position, looking relaxed and comfortable.
"The goal is simple—to intercept as many of the demons that emerge from the mortal world as possible outside of the mortal realm."

This is in everyone's interest; after all, nobody really wants to see the world sink.

She snapped her fingers.

"Simply put, it's about 'reclaiming land from the sea' and fighting in uninhabited areas. Setting up the battlefield here is better than letting those monsters rush directly into the city centers of Tokyo and Osaka."

Chisa nodded, her eyes fixed on the screen.

At this very moment, the first wave of the Tokiwa offensive, which is now fully underway as the second wave arrives, is imminent.

The entire projection is divided into eight main sections, labeled as follows: Hokkaido, Tohoku, Kanto, Chubu, Kansai, Nakanokuni, Shikoku, and Kyushu.

Within each block, countless tiny points of light, representing both sides (enemy and friend), have begun to flicker.

In most war zones, there are at least double-digit numbers of resident Ghost God-level combatants.

In key war zones, such as the Kanto and Chubu regions under the greatest pressure, the number of demon-god level demons would be close to one hundred.

Behind them, there were even powerful figures whose strength was close to, or had even become, the level of a deity, personally overseeing the operation.

As for the war zones with relatively low pressure, there are two.

Hokkaido, and Kyushu.

The former was hampered by the widespread reputation of Nanjo Manami—even if they infiltrated Hokkaido, they would inevitably be dragged out and wiped out one by one by this god of death.

The latter is simply due to its advantageous geographical location, which is situated precisely in the middle of several eras, allowing various forces in the mortal world to check and balance each other.

After observing for a moment, Nanjo Manami pressed the remote control panel, shrinking the image on the large screen to the Kanto-Tokyo region where the light spots were most dense.

Immediately afterwards, thanks to Yin Yang Da Yun's extensive privileges, the live broadcast footage also appeared on the screen.

She smiled and pulled out two bags of potato chips from somewhere.

After sharing a few things, Nanjo Manami's tone became cheerful.

"Little Qiansha. Your master should appear up there soon."

Upon hearing this, Chisa immediately sat up straight.

Concentrate intently.

"Speaking of which, we might even get to witness the emergence of new psionic weapons..."

Hopefully, it will be a feast for the eyes.

On the screen, the scene suddenly zoomed in.

The first thing to impact the senses is sound.

From the depths of the sea shrouded in thick mist, countless inhuman roars, shrieks, and heavy thuds echoed, mingling with a twisted and eerie song that seemed to penetrate to the very marrow.

Even though they were separated by an unknown distance and the sound was being played through a few ordinary speakers, Chisa's face still paled slightly.

Nanjo Manami noticed the change in the girl's expression, and with a casual swipe on the control panel, immediately reduced the externally collected sound signal to 10%.

A few seconds later, she blinked and smiled.

—That bunch of useless Self-Defense Forces, after her involvement and a little "restructuring," are now doing quite well.

Inside the giant screen.

Silver-white steel warships patrolled the clean, shallow waters, emitting a deep roar driven by psionic engines.

On the deck, soldiers in twos and threes were running around conducting final combat readiness checks, their movements swift and orderly.

Further back, in the deepest military bases at the border, piercing alarms echoed continuously.

The missile silos hidden in underground bunkers slowly opened, revealing the warheads inside, which gleamed with a cold, metallic sheen.

The fog gradually drew closer.

The tense scene made Chisa subconsciously hold her breath.

At a certain moment.

It was as if a silent command had been issued.

All the warships, whether capital ships or frigates, with their main guns, secondary guns, close-in weapon systems, torpedo tubes... all the weapons capable of spewing fire, roared at the same time!

The scorching gunfire ripped through the gloomy sky, raining down densely on the churning fog in the distance.

On the flight deck of the aircraft carrier, the engines roared and spewed out.

One after another, fighter jets modified with talismans and spiritual energy technology took off like birds of prey leaving their nests, gaining air superiority ahead of time.

Meanwhile, on the land-based launch site, missiles trailing long plumes of flame soared into the sky, roaring as they joined this grand feast of firepower.

Nanjo Manami glanced at the dramatic changes in the numbers in the corner, and her smile widened.

The results were even better than expected.

Sure enough, she said that combining spiritual energy and technology is the right thing to do.

Although it cannot threaten high-end combat capabilities for the time being, it has too many uses in war.

This single round of saturation attacks alone could unleash the power of more than a dozen demon-god level fighters.

On the screen, the magnificent smoke and flames gradually dissipated.

The light spots representing low-level demons in the corner dimmed considerably in an instant.

But the fog over the deep sea has not dissipated.

Instead, it began to roll even more violently!
Countless more grotesque and malevolent figures, exuding a stronger aura of malice and power, began to land on the outermost edge of the border region, stepping over the remains of their own kind.

……

"Has the Special Affairs Bureau's fire support ended?"

Beneath the pitch-black tower marked [1], a black-haired girl in white asked a question in a low voice to the small black ball with an OvO expression above its head and a halo around its head.

The standard-issue shikigami from the Special Affairs Department, equipped for the front lines, revealed a wise look in its eyes and replied—

The next round of fire support will arrive in approximately four hours and thirty minutes!

"it is good."

The girl in white stood up and, facing the demons that kept coming ashore thousands of meters away, expressionlessly drew out Hotaru's azure blade.

A smooth blue line appeared, dividing the first batch of demons into two halves.

It was none other than Genji Shizumi, who had become a demon god! And the demon god-level Genji Shizumi was the leader.

Kei Kitada, Ryuichi Saito, Kai Takizawa... these geniuses from the same seeded teams who didn't come from prestigious families are now standing shoulder to shoulder with me.

The reason they volunteered to come to the Kanto front, where the intensity of the war was perhaps the greatest, was to seek further opportunities under intense life-or-death pressure.

Fourteen hours later.

In the midst of the non-stop, high-intensity battle, the once glamorous and rising stars were almost all covered in wounds and looked utterly wretched.

[Dear Yuan Jingshui Demon God, the next round of fire support will arrive in approximately six hours and ten minutes.]

The black ball tilts its head.

[Given your current situation, should we temporarily retreat to the second line of defense? Or should we immediately request support from other areas?]

"Huh? Are you kidding me?" Takizawa Kai, the Five Elements Spiritual Body who accidentally lost an arm, raised an eyebrow. "Not even a day has passed, not a single person has died, and now—"

Saito Ryuichi covered the former's mouth with his hand, glancing at Minamoto Shizumi amidst muffled sounds.

Yuan Jingshui wiped the purple bloodstains from her cheek with the back of her hand and asked softly:

"Are there any other defensive sections in the 23 wards of Tokyo that have retreated?"

The communication shikigami can quickly retrieve data and provide instant responses.

Currently... absolutely none!

Yuan Jingshui gave a light reply and shrugged at the crowd.

"Did you hear that? Then we won't back down either."

……

Fourteen hours ago.

Hokkaido, the "border area" front line.

After settling Chisa in, Uesugi Tetsuya, along with Ririko and Nissho-sama, quickly traversed the layers of security checks and teleportation nodes set up by the Special Affairs Department, arriving at the front-line battlefield, based on the coordinates provided by Nanjo-nee.

Then he discovered a stark truth.

The atmosphere here, isn't it...?

Is it a little too leisurely?

The anticipated scene of hordes of demons and deafening battle cries did not materialize.

The defenses here are truly impregnable.

Occasionally, hundreds or thousands of insignificant demons would attempt to attack.

However, they were quickly wiped out by the few ghost-level soldiers stationed there, without even receiving any fire support from the rear.

With these two or three powerful figures in charge of the entire Hokkaido war zone, coupled with the most basic defense system, they seemed to be handling things with ease.

Seeing the three demon-god level beings exchanging insights on Yin-Yang techniques sitting at the card table with a missing corner, waving enthusiastically at him, Uesugi Tetsu's lips twitched slightly.

If he stays here, those who have free time to slack off will probably have to stop working.

Moreover, I felt absolutely no pressure.

This will definitely not work.

Yeah, I guess I'll go to Tokyo after all. It's bound to be lively there.

After bidding farewell to the enthusiastic spirits, Uesugi Tetsuya continued his teleportation.

As a result, I inexplicably got lost and wandered around in circles.

After teleporting many times, I not only failed to reach the Tokyo front in the Kanto Theater, but also ended up traveling to various other places.

Moreover, she inadvertently got separated from Ririko and Erchi-sama.

But it doesn't matter.

—If I were with them, it would probably make it harder for those two to act freely.

Ririko is more than capable of protecting herself, and the two-foot-tall man is not weak even among ghosts and gods.

Having passed through so many places, Uesugi Tetsu did do something.

Whenever he sees a large group of demons, he will unleash a lightning spell and then quietly leave.

It was just something I did casually.

However, after going around in circles, Uesugi Tetsu finally arrived at the Tokyo front, where the fighting was most intense and the pressure was greatest.

Even though they were still quite a distance from the main battlefield, the deafening shouts of battle, the explosions, the roar of clashing spiritual energies, and the thick, pungent stench of blood were already overwhelming.

He grinned.
"It's really lively here."

Upon closer inspection, Qianjingzhitong discovered several familiar faces engaged in a fierce battle.

Saito, Kitada, Takizawa.

and also……

Source: Still Water.

Seeing everyone's wounded but determined fight to the death, Uesugi Tetsu stroked his chin.

I feel like this is similar to when I was airlifted to the tunnel in Shizuoka Prefecture and had to save the day.

"This time... let's do something different."

Uesugi Tetsuya took out a war horn that was more than half a meter long from his storage backpack and took a deep breath.

Spirit control technique, fully activated.

Amidst the raging surge of spiritual energy brought by the wave, it was as if an invisible giant hand appeared out of thin air, grasping and tightly holding onto the endless spiritual energy!
next moment.

Waaah—!
Waaah—!
Ugh—!
A desolate, ancient horn call, seemingly traversing endless time and space, suddenly and without warning overwhelmed all the noise on the battlefield, clearly echoing in the sky above this bloody borderland!
[War Horn - Effect Two: Infuses a large amount of spiritual power at once, sounding the war horn once more. The war horn will grant random buffs to the summoned heroes based on the "theme."]

[Summoning Target—]

【The Iron Throne - The Imperial Guard - The Giant Spirit and the Iron Throne】

Both sides in the battle, whether human or demon, involuntarily paused for a moment and looked in the direction from which the horn sounded.

Immediately afterwards, under the gaze of countless eyes, in the air above the empty mudflat area, which was opposite the battlefield behind, space violently distorted and expanded!

It was as if some enormous thing was forcibly squeezing into the present world from another dimension!

boom--!!!
Amidst a deafening roar as if space itself were being torn apart, an enormous "Iron Throne," constructed entirely of dark metal and black rock and covered with ancient yet ferocious war reliefs, slowly descended from mid-air!
Beneath the Iron Throne, symbolizing pure power and conquest, stand four colossi, each over five meters tall, covered in heavy armor and radiating a rich, dark luster, supporting the heavy throne.

Now, after the boost from the war horn—

The four colossal spirits that held up their thrones had now become true demons and gods!

The throne was empty.

But the overwhelming, chilling, and terrifying pressure that followed, as if from an ancient battlefield, swept across the entire front line like a tangible tsunami!
Whether it was the demons fighting in the middle of the battle or Saito Ryuichi and the others who were almost covered by the demons' limbs, they all felt their breath catch slightly and their spiritual energy flowed sluggishly for a moment!

"Can anyone tell me what that thing is?"

In the distance, a powerful, god-level red demon appeared wary.

Yuan Jingshui tapped the black ball beside him, but received no news of reinforcements arriving.

So she took a half step back, focusing some of her attention on the Iron Throne that had appeared out of nowhere behind her.

It's unclear whether these four suddenly appearing, powerfully aura-radiating giants and the throne are friend or foe.

And in that instant when the air almost froze.

A tall, slender figure with black hair gracefully settled atop the majestic "Iron Throne".

He looked down at the battlefield below, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. The raging waves of spiritual energy could only ruffle the stray hairs on his forehead, revealing his eyes below that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Countless eyes on the front line instantly focused on him.

Uesugi Tetsu smiled, crossed his legs, and waved to Minamoto Shizumi and the others.

"Gentlemen, it's been a long time."

The voice just fell.

A violent yet majestic sea of ​​lightning surged down from the heavens! (End of Chapter)