Tokyo: The Player Behind the Scenes.

Chapter 182, Section 180: The Heart of Withering and Flourishing

Koga City is just a town or city under the jurisdiction of Shiga Prefecture, with a population of tens of thousands and very limited defense capabilities.

The monster broke in just like it had entered a buffet restaurant.

Moreover, due to the aging population, half of the police station's staff are elderly, and they need to lean on the wall to run a few steps. Those over fifty are considered young and promising backbone members.

The six men they had just sent out were the youngest and most capable elites among them, but now almost the entire army has been wiped out, leaving only this group of experienced but ineffective veterans.

"I've worked for thirty years and never fired a gun. Sending us to fight monsters is like digging up their nest!!"

"Chief, you know me. I have rheumatoid arthritis. I can walk, but I can't run. That monster moves so fast, if I go there, it's like I'm going to my death."

"Should we notify those community self-defense groups?"

Hearing these increasingly outrageous remarks, the police chief slammed his fist on the table and pointed angrily at the screen.

"How dare you mention community self-defense groups! They don't even have guns, you bastards! Look closely, those monsters are slaughtering our citizens, and your relatives and friends might be among them! The nearby patrols rushed over without hesitation, but you guys are glued to your seats, have you no shame?! You're police officers too! Aren't you ashamed?!"

The people sitting below looked at each other, lowered their heads, and finally a few sighed, straightened their uniforms, stood up, saluted, and ran outside.

But most people didn't move; compared to glory, their lives were more important.

"Director, that's a real monster. It should be handled by the Self-Defense Forces and the superhumans."

That's true. Even if they opened the armory, they wouldn't be familiar with many of the weapons inside. And judging from the scene, the firearms didn't seem to have much effect on the monsters.

"Ms. Muramasa is on her way back, which is why we need to buy more time, otherwise more people will die."

The director stared at the battle footage transmitted from the scene, his heart trembling.

Too many people died.

The streets were littered with wreckage.

This is assuming there's an extraordinary individual already in the city. If someone were to actually come from Tokyo, the entire city would probably be in a battle royale mode.

“I said I wanted to apply for a batch of suicide drones.”

“Previously, supernatural events always occurred in Tokyo, and those areas were given priority. How could it be our small place that gets to experience them so quickly?”

"They've arrived and suppressed those monsters! Uh..."

The scene exploded, and everyone fell silent, bowing their heads in shame.

"Chief! Look, isn't that a knight?"

An old man suddenly pointed at the screen and shouted.

A knight? The director stared in astonishment.

The main streets of the city are filled with cars parked haphazardly.

The people in the car either left a long time ago, or they left a long time ago.

Screams echoed from inside the buildings on both sides.

When the disaster struck, people on the street fled in panic, and many instinctively hid in the shops or stairwells on both sides, and now they have become trapped like turtles in a barrel.

Those without hearts lack great intelligence, but are driven by a bloodlust, chasing after the strongest scent of living beings.
Only one mindless creature remained on the main street, dealing with a few scattered survivors who couldn't run away and the police.

The patrol could tell that the chest area was probably the opponent's weak point.

The problem is that these moving targets are too difficult to hit!
With only a small pistol, he could only watch helplessly as the monster, as if in a provocation, took down one survivor after another right under his nose.

When will the reinforcements arrive?!

Just as it was in despair, gunfire suddenly erupted. The unsuspecting creature was caught off guard, sparks flying from its body. Then it froze as a bullet struck its heart, slowing its movements.

"Beasts suffer death!"

The patrol looked in the direction of the gunshot and saw several senior officers from the police station. They were carrying rifles, standing on the roofs of cars, firing as they approached the monster.

Older gingers are more spicy!
"There are weapons in the car, grab them quickly!"

One of them spotted the patrol and shouted at them.

The three surviving patrolmen quickly ran in the direction they had come from, where a police car with its trunk open and filled with guns and ammunition was parked.

As the group grabbed shotguns or rifles, preparing to join the battle, they saw two black figures jump out from the buildings on either side, instantly pulling the three seniors off the roof of the car and pinning them to the ground.

"I'll fight you to the death."

A few gunshots rang out, then silence fell, leaving only the familiar sound of slicing meat.

"Dad!" One of the patrolmen's faces turned extremely ugly. He went crazy, hanging grenades and stun grenades on his body, abandoning his guns, and rushed forward with a grenade in hand.

The remaining two patrolmen were too exhausted to stop him, but they knew what he was going to do, so they quickly found cover and threw themselves to the ground.

A few seconds later, a deafening roar was heard.

A wave swept through, clearing out a small space on the main street that was filled with parked cars.

As the smoke cleared, the two remaining patrolmen slowly got up, climbed onto the roof of the vehicle, and looked out. It seemed that the three monsters from before had been eliminated.

But they didn't get a moment's peace. From one of the buildings, two heartless beings, stained crimson with blood, emerged.

"It's over."

The patrolman gave a bitter laugh, picked up his shotgun, and prepared to fight to the death.

They stared intently at the two patrolmen, their dark eyes seeming to clear up, the pure killing intent gone.

Just as one of them was about to let out a low growl, a silver-armored knight suddenly charged out from the other side of the corridor.

The hero's sword in his hand reflected light as it hurtled toward the monster's heart.

After receiving Muramasa's private message, Nobita immediately borrowed a car and rushed over, managing to rescue a group of people in the building.

There aren't three to five monsters here, there should be seven. Two of them just died at his hands.

chap!
The monster laboriously deflected Nobi's sword slightly, avoiding the heart that was no longer so withered.

These two monsters were significantly stronger than the two he had just encountered. Even their previously shriveled hearts were now faintly beating and glowing red. These things were clearly capable of growing stronger through killing.

"Cross cut!"

Nobi knew his swordsmanship was terrible, so he decisively used a skill card. After a flash of silver light, the monster's shrunken heart was destroyed, and after a tremor, it collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud.

The slightly smarter monster turned and fled, leaping into the air.

Nobi used another Lightning Step, almost appearing right in front of the monster.

"I am a good person."

The monster actually spoke.

Nobita laughed in exasperation.

An elbow strike sent it crashing.

Then, using gravity as leverage, he brought the sword down and pierced the man's chest.

"The longer the heart withers, the stronger its glory grows."

The monster's last words sounded like a riddle.

Nobita had a vague idea.

The appearance of Koga is inextricably linked to the sealed Heart of Shinobi.

In the game, he played similarly to Iwasaki, successfully entering the ninja village and exchanging the wooden box for Dankamaru.

Upon learning that Hosei had sealed three more Hearts of Ninja in Koga, he rushed over.

His goal was not to obtain the Heart of Forbearance, but to confirm the state of the seal and ensure that there was no risk of it breaking free.

He also wanted to see if he could find the box containing the Six Jia Secret Blessing; that was his real goal.

However, the village of ninja has undergone many changes over the centuries, and now only a general area can be determined, let alone the cemetery. We can only rely on past news reports about tombstones being unearthed due to construction work in various places, and then explore the vicinity.

The situation is now clear: the seal may have broken down over time, causing the will to be broken and bewitch an ordinary person, or it may have been broken by someone with ulterior motives.

The so-called "heart of withering and flourishing" should be one of the three hearts of forbearance that have been polluted.

He wasn't surprised that the other party could do such a thing, after all, this was the Heart of Shinobi tainted by the demon sword.

Many heroes who once thought they could control their desires have ultimately become slaves to them.

If an ordinary person obtains the Heart of Patience, that's fine. But if a player obtains it, that's not good. If the player loses control, it will be even more terrifying.

I need to find time to go into the player lobby and check it again.

After cutting off the monster's head, Nobita returned to the scene. Once he confirmed that all the monsters were dead and there was no longer any threat, he left using the save point.

(End of this chapter)