A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 235 The World of the Strong
"Hahaha, die, Siegfried!"

Beat them, beat them, beat them!
With an air of 'dominance,' fists rained down on the 'Dragon-Slaying Holy Sword' Balmonk, making the sword hum loudly.

The demonic sword, which served as the base of the 'iron felt,' swelled even more. The effeminate prince Dietrich, who held the demonic sword, convulsed all over, his face flushed, his eyes rolled back, and he looked like a 'nest'.

Beneath the effeminate prince, the earth cracked, caved in, and soil scattered in all directions.

"Stop hitting her, sis, stop hitting her!"

Even a great hero who slays dragons, Siegfried, was forced to humbly submit when he was beaten so mercilessly without any resistance.

"We promised to be of one mind and conquer the world!"

I'll take you down right now!!

Hearing this, Ling became even more enraged and raised her fist to continue beating him.

She had never mastered the art of 'qi' before, but she mastered it without a teacher, and it surged into her fist, greatly increasing her attack power.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, if you use your fist to strike a holy sword, it's obvious who should feel the pain.

Moreover, the dragon had awakened its 'Dragon Might'.
The attack was infused with this power, causing even the spirit-like 'Siegfried' to feel a long-lost pain.

“Wait, wait!”

"In terms of the outcome, you haven't suffered any loss, have you?"

Moreover, it awakened the 'Dragon's Might', so by any measure, it's a 'huge profit'.
"I'll make money off you my foot!!"

Enraged to the extreme, Rei unleashed a powerful punch.
The burst of energy formed a cone-shaped storm in front of the fist, shattering everything in its path!

boom-----

A terrifying roar suddenly erupted.

The massive military fortress seemed to have been slammed down by an invisible giant's punch, suddenly caved inwards: large swathes of ground and buildings exploded. Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, obscuring the sun. Faced with such terrifying power, the venomous dragon, which had been lying paralyzed to the side and had just recovered a little strength, desperately fled.

With a single punch, the military fortress was reduced to ruins.

Ok?
That was a powerful attack, not bad.

The live stream screen spun around and became completely dark.

This did not stop someone from paying attention to the battlefield: while acquiring 'Conqueror's Haki', Rei's 'Armament Haki' also underwent a qualitative breakthrough.

It was an "ultimate insult" no matter how you looked at it. After Rei's spiritual transformation, her Haki naturally rose to a new level. The Siegfried within her didn't just know how to fight people every day; he also taught her how to cultivate Armament Haki, Observation Haki, and his unique "Cold Wind Sword Technique."

Conqueror's Haki is merely a future potential.

Armament Haki is the current fighting power.

[News King?!]

【No! ! 】

[Was he killed by the aftermath?]

[Impossible, becoming a news king isn't that easy.]

Qiu Yuelu knew what had happened, but the billions of people around the world didn't: in their 'vision,' the live broadcast suddenly spun around and filled with smoke and dust.

In other words, the live broadcast equipment of "News King" was custom-made for him by scientists from many countries, and its titanium alloy shell protected him from damage.

Just then, a giant hand appeared on the screen, and then:

Wuwuwu——

The gaze in the frame moved rapidly, a few seconds later.

slap slap slap,

Several crisp sounds rang out.

"Oh no, what's wrong with me?"

The muffled voice, as if waking from a dream, clearly belonged to the 'News King'.

"Sleeping is not allowed here,"

The sound of the owl followed immediately, seemingly restoring calm, but in reality it was full of undeniable authority.

"Are you awake now, News King?"

"Ah? Yes, I'm awake now."

After a brief shake, the image returned to normal eye level.

Why does my face feel a little numb?

As the camera shifted, a bird's face appeared in the live stream.

"puff,"

"what is this?"

"News King? That's too tragic!"

At the Akizuki residence, the five little figures floating around Inoue Kaori couldn't help but chuckle.

Because the news king's face was covered in bruises and swelling, coupled with his bewildered expression, it looked both terrifying and funny.

"Huh? What happened to my face—"

"You fell down by yourself."

The camera panned again, and the dashing Ling appeared in the live stream.

She looked exactly the same as before, but the feeling she gave was completely different; even though they were separated by two worlds, countless people who saw her through the live stream subconsciously looked away, unable to look her in the eye.

"I"

News King hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Given his physique, how could he possibly be injured like this after falling from the sky?

He turned his head and glanced at the completely collapsed military fortress behind him.

News reporter Wang wisely stopped dwelling on the issue.

"Lord Ling, what's next?"

"Let's set off and end this farce."

With his hands empty, Ling raised them and waved them forward, taking the lead in strides.

"Lord Ling, don't you want your sword anymore?"

"Lost"

Without turning his head, Ling answered directly, which made the effeminate prince Balmonk, who was carrying the 'Dragon-Slaying Holy Sword,' chuckle and casually toss the sword aside.

"Hey, hey, hey, Ling, we're comrades who 'fought together'!"

Siegfried's phantom emerged from the holy sword in a great hurry.

You can't just abandon someone after you've done your job!

He usually resides within Ryou, his true form remaining the 'Holy Sword'; if Ryou loses the Holy Sword, he will be unable to remotely control her. He might even become ownerless, left all alone on this battlefield.

"News King, do me a favor—take me with you."

"what?"

Looking at the departing Rei and Dietrich following behind her like a lackey, News King Bird's face was full of resistance.

"Lord Siegfried, you won't control me." Don't let his bird-like face fool you...
It's just to maintain their mystique.

He rejected all other creatures except women, as they were not his type.

"dream!"

Siegfried's phantom was furious.
"I will only cling to Rei; I don't want anyone else but her!"

Hey, hey, hey, you dragon-slaying hero, why are you playing the 'tsundere' persona now?
"Okay, okay."

After picking up the ferocious dragon-slaying holy sword and realizing that he was not being 'controlled', News King breathed a sigh of relief and spread his wings to follow closely behind.

This time, Ryou was really angry.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Meanwhile, the money route.

"What a bumper harvest!"

A group of contestants, each carrying a treasure chest of various sizes, were having an enthusiastic discussion.

"This harvest is enough to buy a large plot of land in my hometown, build a manor, and pass on the glorious family name."

Ordinary people in this world only have names, not surnames.

Moreover, even the names are passed down from generation to generation.

That is, the pattern of John's son being called John the Younger and his father being called John the Older.

To be able to name oneself and leave behind a 'glorious surname,' one must at least possess D-level strength and own one's own manor before calling oneself a 'Knight' lord.

To achieve all this, besides ability, money is also needed.

Why should anyone follow you if you have no money?
As a knight, you must pay your squires, protect the farmers under your command, and eliminate monsters within your territory.

These things all require strength and money: even in the world of One Piece, this is true. Great pirate crews all have their own countries, Doflamingo sells artificial Devil Fruits, and Kaido is a top arms dealer in the New World.

Only the Straw Hat Pirates would "rely on fate" to survive, reaching the level of the Four Emperors yet still being so poor they're practically penniless, truly a world oddity.

For these ordinary participants, they made money.

Buying a piece of land, building their own manor, and becoming a 'knight lord' is their dream.

For the kingdom, these 'knights' can protect the borders and the people, provide tax revenue, and reduce the chances of unrest, so why not?
However, it's not that simple—

"Everyone, be careful."

Beowulf, who was walking at the front, reminded him,
"We have entered the testing ground of this knockout stage."

"That's true,"

On the other side, Artoria, Nozomi Tenma, and Isao Machii also arrived.

Because both teams taking the money-making path were very 'reliable,' they were the first to gather at the end of this area. Their final test was against a:
"dwarf?"

"These must be dwarves."

"Does a dwarf really want to fight all of us?"

"Are you kidding me? There aren't enough to go around."

Many contestants, each holding a treasure chest, spoke with a mixture of doubt and amusement.

In the center of the mountains ahead, there was a plain: sitting on the plain was a fully armed dwarf. He was clad in heavy armor, his long beard was braided into two strands that reached the ground, and beside him were two iron hammers and a short-handled axe.

They are, to put it simply, very typical dwarfs: they are not unfamiliar to the participants in this competition.

Skilled in forging, fond of drinking, each one a born warrior.

That's it.

Among the participants' teams,
There are companions such as dwarven shield bearers and half-elves.

However, those were all 'other races' and were not qualified to participate in the competition for the throne.

"Everyone, please step back."

Artoria stepped forward and drew her longsword from her waist.

"I will take on the battle from here on out."

"Who are you?"

"You want us to back down? What arrogance!"

Her words were immediately interrupted by the others, because these contestants did not know 'King Arthur'; in their eyes, she was just an ordinary female knight.

"woman,"

"With Lord Beowulf here, it's not your place to steal the spotlight!"

"I can handle that mere dwarf without Lord Beowulf's intervention."

Seeing that her 'good intentions' had been met with harsh words, Artoria paused for a moment. She didn't need to explain, because:

"Mere dwarves?"

At the edge of the plain, the dwarf who had been sitting on the ground stood up.

He was 1.5 meters tall and had a 1.5-meter waist; he was broad and sturdy, just like other dwarfs.

With his heavy armor and the heavy battle axe and warhammer he carried, he was a typical dwarf warrior.

To reiterate, these contestants have seen plenty of 'standard' dwarf warriors. Any one of them has the confidence—?!

Clang! ! ! !

He raised his battle axe and warhammer high and slammed them together.

The sharp impact pierced the sky and even reached the depths of the wilderness and among the mountains, creating a long and resounding echo.

Not only the arena battlefield, which had been 'shrunk' by more than ten times, but even the clamor of the massive arena with 100,000 people was suppressed by this impact, and most of the audience's eyes subconsciously turned to it.

"I am a son of the mountains!"

The dwarf warrior raised his weapon and marched forward, shouting as he did so.

"I am the heart of rock!"

It was as if there were invisible convex lenses in the void; with each step the dwarf warrior took, his body swelled up a lot.

Its skin was covered in grayish-white, and its originally sturdy body resembled a city wall.
"I am the roar of Lonely Mountain, the sharp edge of Mithril!!"

boom--

The combat boots landed, and the earth roared.

In just a few steps, he had transformed into a dwarf the size of a small mountain, his voice like thunder and his aura like a storm.

"I am the King of the Hills!!!"

???

The once wide plain instantly transformed into a cramped arena upon the arrival of this 'King of the Hills'.

Looking up at the sky, many contestants were dumbfounded.

No,

You should have said so earlier if you could transform!

(End of this chapter)