A person in Tokyo becomes a demon god

Chapter 70 I'm Not a Delicate Queen
"Director,"

"you mean:"

In the main store of the Metropolitan Police Department in Chiyoda, the clay doll "Kazuma" raises his hand to speak.

"Should we go and deal with Cinderella?"

Although he has become a 'mud man', He Zhen's way of thinking remains the same: he only feels that the government's request is absurd.

"Yes,"

Director Fujita nodded.
I was interrupted by another question.

"Cinderella, who is that?"

In the hall, one of the other summoned 'possessions'—a large tree with an 'IV bag' hanging from its branches—spoke up and asked a question.

After a 'friendly' exchange with the government's armed police, he readily agreed to serve the government in exchange for the Metropolitan Police Department prioritizing the protection of his children: one could guess the content of the exchange from his mutilated body and the IV bag hanging from his body.

The 'IV bag' on his body contains nutrient solution absorbed by various plants.

In short, biologists in the island nation are currently busy picking up their scattered values.

"She's a fairy tale character, um, like 'Cinderella'."

The clay and stone puppet, 'Hezhen,' explained to the big tree.

"It's her,"

The tree's wooden face showed a look of sudden realization, followed by a moment of surprise.

"Cinderella, isn't that a fairy tale character?"

How did it end up in reality?
This unscientific!

Everyone in the Metropolitan Police Department's lobby was speechless.
With your tree-like shape, what right do you have to talk about "science"?
No, true science is an ordered system of knowledge built on verifiable explanations and predictions of the form and organization of objective things.

Since these 'supernatural beings' have made their appearance, it means that they are scientific!
It's just that our current knowledge cannot explain the reason.

"Let's get back to the main topic,"

Director Fujita clapped his hands.

The hall contains clay figures, large trees, dining tables, and even kitchen knives—unfortunately, most of these 'possessed objects' have seen their fighting spirit and will to fight plummet, aside from protecting their relatives and loved ones, and are mostly useless.

"Please come over here, everyone. I hope you can help control this 'princess'."

He pointed to the screen.

The highway bay coastline is already under traffic control.

The princess appeared and started racing, and casually took down two unlucky guys who dared to race her.

Letting her continue like this is definitely not going to work; and if this 'princess' speeds along the bay coastline, she will eventually reach Yokosuka: it's not hard to understand why Lieutenant General Thomas looked like that.

They even swallowed their pride and asked the island nation for help.

High technology is simply not up to the task of combating supernatural beings.

Of course, Vice Admiral Thomas argued that if the Seventh Fleet were to deal with the supernatural entity, it would be difficult to ensure that the island nation's cities would not be damaged.

The implication is that if the island nation doesn't put in its best effort, it shouldn't blame them for bombing it relentlessly!

Whether they can defeat supernatural beings is hard to say.

Tokyo must have suffered heavy losses!
"Ms. Yamoto, Mr. Oshima, and Ms. Inoue, thank you for your help as well."

Director Fujita's sincere request included not only the 'possessed object' but also these three individuals with outstanding achievements;
To stop the 'princess', the island nation went all out: they played every card they could.

only--

Whether they can stop that 'princess' is anyone's guess.

"Fairy tale characters."

How did it end up in reality?
Director Fujita also wanted to ask this question, and just how strong is this 'princess'?
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"Ok?"

On the speeding pumpkin carriage, the proud beauty stood with her eyes slightly narrowed.

There were no vehicles on the road. With modern communication methods, all kinds of information could be delivered instantly. All drivers' "supernatural countermeasures apps" simultaneously alerted the authorities, guiding them to exit the highway at the nearest exit.

Even the most anxious and stubborn person becomes obedient upon hearing of supernatural disasters.

So at the end of the road ahead of the speeding pumpkin carriage, there were a large number of police cars flashing red and blue lights, coming from the side.

"Madam, please stop!"

"This road doesn't work!"

Shouts in island languages, American languages, and various other languages ​​came from behind the police cars.

These were police officers from Yokohama and Yokosuka. After receiving orders to come to the scene, they heard that they were to intercept the 'Cinderella'. Their faces turned ashen, as if they had just had a hearty meal in the toilet, but they had no choice but to bite the bullet and shout.

A carriage speeding at 300 miles per hour—are you scared yet?!

"Boring"

However, standing on the speeding carriage, the beautiful woman in a long dress, crown, and crystal shoes showed no intention of slowing down at all.

"Crush them!"

? !
As the other vehicle sped towards them, the police officer hiding behind the police car's pupils contracted!

Without hesitation, he turned and ran.

"spread,"

"Be careful and take cover!"

Tap tap tap tap!
The next second, the sound of horses' hooves became so dense that it seemed to merge into one continuous sound;

From beneath the oncoming carriage, twisted, torn strips suddenly flew out.

That's a 'tire-breaking device,' a tool used to intercept 'bōsōzoku' (motorcycle gangs).

However, this magical pumpkin carriage had neither tires nor an engine: the iron hooves of the horses pulling it trampled over it, instantly bending, flattening, and rendering the sharp steel spikes useless. Then, the pumpkin carriage drove straight into the police car cordon.

Without hesitation, without fear!
If we slow down time by a hundredfold, we can clearly see:
Two horses crashed into the police car. The steel police car was like a paper toy; it was dented without any resistance. Then, the shock wave, which was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, spread in all directions, first shattering the windows of the surrounding police cars, and then spreading along the metal body.

boom------! !

As if hit by a missile, everything was submerged in indescribable vibrations, loud noises, and the light of the explosion!

The violent impact not only twisted the police cars on the spot, but the sparks from the impact also instantly ignited the fuel tanks, turning these vehicles into fireballs that suddenly expanded.

The explosions, the flashes of lightning, the breaking and tearing—some things flew into the sky, others were pulled back by gravity—amidst this chaos, a blur of motion pierced through everything, forming a straight, empty passage that passed right through the scrambling police officers.

The Roll-Roll Fruit is considered trash, but that's in the context of One Piece, a world where destruction is often measured in units of 'battleships'.

In this world, even the most worthless Devil Fruit is a formidable enemy that ordinary police officers would find difficult to deal with.

"Cough cough cough~~"

"Help me! Help me!"

"My hand, my right hand!!"

In an instant, these police officers were swept to the ground by the flying shrapnel: the lucky ones were still able to hold their severed limbs and shout, while the unlucky ones were directly hit in vital areas by the flying shrapnel.

In fact, the 'princess' who drove by was not targeting them; she was simply 'speeding' past.

However, even such a simple action is difficult for ordinary people:

It's already a catastrophe!
"Ok?"

On the speeding pumpkin carriage, the beautiful woman slightly raised her head.

One by one, long, thin objects trailing long flames and eight stabilizing tail fins flew toward this side.

'Coyote IV' loitering munition!

Integrated with the Aegis system, it can perform various tactical maneuvers such as turning, rising, falling, and even reversing, with a speed of up to 300 km/h; although various infrared and radar methods are ineffective, it is not impossible to lock on directly with "line of sight" through the camera on the loitering munition.

This weapon was launched from the Yokosuka base, designed to intercept the 'princess' riding away on horseback.

Boom—Boom—Boom—Boom!

However, before these loitering munitions could even get close, they exploded into a sky full of fireworks.

? !
"The target possesses some form of ranged attack capability!"

"What is it? Magic, or—"

Fairy tales are full of magic, and some even feature 'gods' and 'demons'. America naturally dared not be careless, and various drones and reconnaissance aircraft rushed to the scene.

So they quickly saw that, faced with the incoming loitering munitions, the beautiful woman on the carriage simply kicked through the air:
A series of white crescent-shaped beams shot out, cutting the missile in halfway!

Ok,

In distorted fairy tale books,
This 'princess' could single-handedly defeat an army, so intercepting missiles is to be expected.

"This attack pattern looks somewhat similar to the wind blades of 'Number 2 Kamaitachi'?"

In the command center in Yokosuka, Lieutenant General Thomas frowned.

"What about the island nation's supernatural powers?"

Missiles cannot get close, and it is also very difficult for various heavy weapons to bombard such high-speed small targets; no tank or armored vehicle can reach a speed of 300 miles per hour, so naturally no one will specifically develop targeted weapons.

Since the island nation's power has been slow to arrive, then:

"They blew up the highway bay coastline!"

"Hey?"

"This time."

On the speeding pumpkin carriage, a beautifully dressed woman looked up.

The carriage beneath her feet, responding to her will, suddenly slowed down, almost simultaneously:

boom! ! !
The black and red flames and smoke from the explosion instantly engulfed the overpass.

A white shockwave swept out, powerful enough to shatter the internal organs of any creature within a radius of tens of meters.

The concrete slabs of the road were ripped up and shattered, like biscuits being smashed by a giant's fist; the steel mesh was exposed, twisted and broken, splitting apart from the center, forming an insurmountable barrier.
brush----

Something broke through the flames and smoke of the explosion and landed on the other side of the road.

"Neigh~~"

The two fine horses pulling the cart snorted.

While they gained the 'Rolling Fruit,' their bodies were also strengthened; otherwise, it would be ridiculous if they ran into themselves and died.

The beautiful woman standing on the pumpkin carriage was completely unharmed: she only needed to spin around in place and extend her leg to 'fight wave to wave'.

It offsets the shockwave from the missile explosion.

"What's coming now?"

Instead of leaving immediately, they waited patiently for a while, and then several helicopters flew in from the sky.

As the helicopter descended, strange figures jumped out one after another.

"Tree spirit? Dining table? Clay figure?"

The beautiful woman on the carriage roof looked around in confusion.
Are you here for a tea party?

tea party?
"We're here to stop you,"

The moment the clay doll 'Kazuma' opened his mouth, everyone else felt things were about to go wrong.

as predicted,

Hearing his words,
The beautiful woman in the carriage revealed an innocent smile.

"Okay, if you can do it—"

Come then!
(End of this chapter)