A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 248 Evil Must Be Killed

"Who goes there?!"

Bang!
Before he could finish speaking, Sanlang was kicked away and crashed into the bank like a cannonball.

The eldest son, who was being held in his hand, tumbled and fell into the bank.

There are also differences among those with supernatural abilities.

Whether it's those who get injections, those who eat fruit, those who find the 'Ashiya Legacy', or those who 'naturally awaken', there is essentially no difference between them.

However, their starting points were vastly different: Kenji Fujikido, who inherited the 'Iwato Mountain God', started at D-rank. With just a little effort, he could step into C-rank, and becoming a B-rank powerhouse in the future would be a natural progression.

These two thugs who gained supernatural powers were only E-level!

They didn't even have decent equipment; if they switched to 'Explosive Fist,' they could easily kill each other.

"Sanlang?!"

His younger brother was sent flying backwards and crashed back. Erlang, filled with shock and anger, pulled up his pants and, without even checking on his brother, rushed out with his blood-dripping knife in hand.

"You bastard, how dare you—"

Waaaaah...

As he spoke, the short knife in his hand slashed at his opponent!
Snapped,

The dagger, which had been slashing out suddenly, was caught midway through its trajectory.

Even Jiro's hand holding the sword!
"why?"

Beneath the metal mask, Kenji Fujikido's gaze swept over the corpses of the two security guards, the office worker, and the girl's body in the corner, his anger growing ever more intense.

"What do you mean 'why'? I'm a supernatural being!"

Jiro tried to draw his short sword, but Jiro naturally retorted.

"Do whatever you want—"

Pfft

Looking down at the hand deeply embedded in his chest, Jiro Nagano could no longer utter his arrogant words.

Kenji Fujikido is not one to hesitate.

Kill without mercy!

brush,

He drew his bloodstained hand and chopped off the knife, his gaze fixed on Saburo, who had been kicked away and crashed into the wall.

"Help me!"

Unable to move and paralyzed and trapped against the wall, Saburo's tears, snot, and blood flowed continuously as he instinctively began to cry for help.

"Brother, brother, save me!"

The person he called for help was none other than his older brother, whom he had just brutally beaten.

Nagano Dairo,

? !
The younger brother's voice
This brought Dalang, who had been beaten black and blue, back to some consciousness.

Erlang fell into a pool of blood.

Saburo was slumped against the wall.

They are supernatural beings!
Their gaze fell on the red-clad ninja, whose mask bore the large characters for "Super Kill," clearly indicating his status as a "righteous hero."

And the three brothers are naturally the dirty, despicable, and evil villains.

It hurts so much, my whole body hurts. This is from Sanlang.

"Brother, Grandma is dying."

The young man, who had originally intended to just lie on the ground, suddenly recalled his grandmother's dying words.

"Take good care of Erlang, Sanlang. I'm sorry, it's because you're the older brother."

"I...I don't want to die"

The younger brother's cries and pleas for mercy stirred a strange power within the elder brother, which actually supported him as he shakily got up.

"Stop, stop!"

Raising his nunchucks, the bruised and battered Dalang spread his arms to block his younger brother.

"I am a supernatural being!!"

With a roar, the young man wildly and violently swung the nunchucks in his hand.

bang bang bang bang bang,

Nunchucks are a weapon that people who don't know how to use are more likely to hurt themselves than others, especially in Da Lang's current frenzied state.

The nunchucks in his hands struck his head, face, and body heavily, and intense pain surged through him, but Da Lang ignored it all.
He simply swung his nunchucks wildly, trying to stop the red-clad ninja.

"I'm their older brother!!"

woo woo woo woo--

The nunchucks in his hands suddenly accelerated, leaving afterimages; they brought with them a shriek, forming a dense blur of stick shadows.

However, it was to no avail; the red-clad ninja simply stepped forward and threw a punch.

Bang!
The fist passed through the shadow of the stick.

It became lodged between the opponent's chest and abdominal cavities;
His breathing stopped during the spasms, and the excruciating pain from the blow to his internal organs instantly robbed Dalang of all his ability to move.

thud,

He fell heavily to the ground.

Dalang, whose nervous system was completely consumed by excruciating pain, couldn't even move a finger.

"Brother,"

Witnessing his eldest brother, who had been shielding him, fall and become embedded in the wall, Saburo left behind his last words:

"sorry--"

Snapped!
The open palm struck, instantly shattering Sanlang's skull.

it's over,
For Kenji Fujikido, removing his hand from the opponent's shattered skull was an easy task, killing two E-class supernatural beings.

"saved!"

"Woohoo, that's great."

"Hero, please accept this money."

Noticing that Kenji Fujikido had turned around, a quick-witted man immediately offered Saburo a plastic bag of money with both hands in a fawning manner.

This 'ninja' seems to be a chivalrous person, but what if the other party is unhappy:

They can be easily slaughtered just as easily!
Money only has meaning if you're alive.

"I don't need it,"

Fujikido raised his hand to refuse the other party's 'reward'.
At the same time, he stepped past 'Da Lang' and walked straight out.

'Hey, human.'

The voice of the 'Iwato Mountain God' echoed in my mind.

'Weren't you going to expel all supernatural beings? Why did you let this one on the ground go?'

That's right,

A young man named Nagano Taro also became a supernatural being.

Just now, right when he stood in front of his brother. 'He's not a bad person.'

The one ran into the street and cried for help.
This led to the arrival of Kenji Fujikido's students, who had already stated that it was this young man who let him leave.

Moreover, after gaining supernatural power, he did not launch an attack, but instead swung his staff in an attempt to defend himself.

'Ha, so what you want to expel is merely what you perceive as evil supernatural forces?'

'right. ’

The mountain god in my mind laughed.

Who decides the judgment of good and evil?

you?
'right!'

As they approached the bank, police sirens blared as they sped closer; it was time for the 'hero' to leave.

"No trial is needed; I am the final judge of evil."

brush,

finished,

A figure flashed,
He disappeared from the sight of the people who were withdrawing money from the bank after being rescued.

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.

A few minutes later,

"So, a 'ninja' saved you?"

"Yes, Superintendent."

At the bank entrance, where a long cordon had been set up, Miya Hana was listening to a report.

"You...the Metropolitan Police Department won't be hunting down that ninja, will you?"

The student who ran out for help, while recounting what happened, mustered up the courage to ask Miya Hana: As the Metropolitan Police Department's leading lady, Hana, the Superintendent General, is known to everyone in the island nation.

"Don't worry, our Metropolitan Police Department is not an inhumane place."

Miya Kana comforted the student.

"In such a chaotic era, it would be extremely fortunate if there were 'heroes' willing to help us share the burden."

"That's good,"

The student breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't want to see the great hero who saved them end up being wanted by the Metropolitan Police Department.

When they have nothing to do, they criticize Spider-Man for interfering with law enforcement and endangering safety; but once Spider-Man is gone, they start to miss him: American movies have perfectly portrayed this kind of foolish public.

"By the way, that gentleman..."

He pointed to Nagano Taro, who was being carried out on a stretcher, and the student added.

"He let me escape so that I could call the police."

But he was, after all, the older brother of two murderers.
How to handle it is not something a student like him can interfere with.

"Please rest assured,"

"We, the police, will handle everything when we arrive."

After understanding the situation, Miyako Kana walked to a secluded corner and pressed the button on her earpiece.

"It's me, the director."

"Yes, the three prisoners have been taken into custody."

"They are indeed supernatural beings who have 'awakened on their own,' but they are somewhat different from what we expected."

At first, only Jiro and Saburo awakened.

Dalang awakened his supernatural powers while protecting his younger brother.

Two people are dead and one is injured. The person who did the attack is not recorded, and is most likely a supernatural being who has 'awakened' on his own.

"Yes, recently there have been a number of self-awakening supernatural beings appearing, so you should also be careful."

"Don't worry, Director."

Miya Kana easily dismissed the director's instructions.
"I haven't been idle. I've been practicing Professor Pegasus's techniques diligently lately, and I've already gained some insights."

If a real fight breaks out, even a D-rank fighter wouldn't be able to hurt her, so what's there to be afraid of?

Those who naturally awaken are only at the E-level.

"The bodies should be retrieved as soon as possible, and production should begin immediately."

"Yes!"

The two supernatural thugs were killed on the spot by the passing 'hero'.

The sins are wiped clean, and the losses caused will be repaid with their 'bodies'—the flesh and blood of supernatural beings can be used to create super injections.

"The matter of compensation for the people is also entrusted to you."

".yes."

Miya Kana replied helplessly.
After releasing the headset, the woman in the kimono couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead.

"At first, all I wanted was to join the Metropolitan Police Department, get promoted, get a raise, and live a corrupt life."

Nowadays, let alone a life of corruption, it's normal to die a glorious death in the line of duty at any time: the casualty rate of frontline "special police" in the Metropolitan Police Department is enough to make people shudder.

Send her to comfort the victims' families? Forget it, Miyako Kana would rather fight.

and--

"Perhaps it's time to consider Yihua's proposal."

Being a policeman is not as good as being with Tenma Nozomi and Iori Kazuka: the 'Iori Group' has now developed into a force to be reckoned with.

In order to secure the participation of Tenma Nozomi and Iori Kazuka, the island nation's government offered a number of high-tech weapons.

Including Ah Xing, that 'medical madman,' there are quite a few supernatural beings in the Iori Group.

It can be said that this applies to both technology and supernatural forces.

They are by no means weak!

In particular, Pegasus Hope is participating in the Rose Garden Competition in the 'other world'.

That tournament was a treasure trove, and there were many strong competitors. Perhaps when Pegasus hopes to return, her strength will have reached an even higher level?

At that level, they could easily become a force to be reckoned with.

Even if they were willing to go to other countries,
Running for president is not difficult.

In reality, the cabinet and parliament are the ones who actually do the work.

In the past, the leader only needed to make the decision—but now, fighting ability will also be one of the leader's criteria for evaluation.

With supernatural beings appearing and disappearing unpredictably and determined to assassinate, what can an ordinary president do to defend himself? It's normal for him to be easily assassinated, controlled, or have his memories altered: just like the X-Men, Professor X can turn the entire parliament to his side with a single thought.

The result is that mutants are ostracized, persecuted, and hunted down by ordinary people, which is completely incomprehensible.

"Resign!"

Shaking her head, Miyako Kana muttered to herself.

"Director Fujita will definitely go crazy, won't he?"

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.

P.S.: Ahem, I forgot to post it after I finished writing it. I only realized it when I got up (looking up at the sky).
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