American Comics: Something's Wrong with This Superhero World

Chapter 229 Don't Argue

"The Japanese president is currently praying at the shrine. Should we postpone our attack?"

Inside a hotel in Chiyoda Ward, Tokyo, a monk dressed in a kasaya (Buddhist robe) spoke.

"No need, I deliberately chose this day." Xiao Xian shook his head and said, "You guys just set up the barrier and cheer me on."

"Fellow Daoist Xiao Xian, it is best to be cautious. According to intelligence, in order to deal with our attack, the Japanese pantheon issued a divine decree, and many shrines in Japan have carried out large-scale blood sacrifices. The strength of the dead souls in the shrines should not be underestimated."

The white-bearded Taoist priest in his robes reminded Xiao Xiandao.

"Master Zhang, don't worry. Set is the ancient Egyptian god of death, and those things in the shrine can't cause any trouble. Besides, if you really encounter a big problem, just call on the patriarch for help."

Xiao Xian glanced at his left hand, which was wrapped in bandages, and said, "The Hell Demon God and the local Death God are both professionals. Even if those guys in the shrine perform a blood sacrifice of all spirits, it won't work."

Inside the shrine, the Japanese leader looked worriedly at his subordinates.

"Is there anything unusual?"

"No, could it really be as the oracle said, that the major pantheons have reached a consensus?" the subordinate asked with great concern. "If that's the case, wouldn't we be..."

"As the President, I bear a great deal of Japan's fortune. Staying here is to serve the country loyally." The President spoke with righteous indignation, but his trembling fingers betrayed his true thoughts.

"If the enemy really manages to reach this place, please, Inoue-kun, be my second. Japan must not have a commander-in-chief who is captured!" The commander-in-chief took a deep breath and said to his subordinates beside him.

"Yes, sir!" the subordinate replied, bowing his head.

Xiao Xian stood before the bronze statue of his mother, which was erected by Japan to express gratitude to mothers who lost their husbands in the war and raised their children alone.

The woman on the bronze statue is holding several children and looking into the distance, as if waiting for her husband to return.

If Xiao Xian hadn't known that the woman's husband had run off to a foreign land and committed a series of heinous acts that caused others to lose their husbands, wives, and children, he would have thought this was a statue erected by an invaded country to commemorate those who defended their homeland.

Because it has been worshipped and watched by people for a long time, the bronze statue of the mother has developed a faint spirituality. As the end times gradually recede and the world's primal forces gradually become more active, it is possible that this bronze statue may indeed develop sentience in time.

Unfortunately, it no longer has that opportunity.

At that moment, a staff member dressed in traditional clothing quietly approached and asked in a wary tone, "Who are you? Do you have any identification?"

Xiao Xian did not answer, but his eyes became fiery, and a powerful energy burst from his pupils, rushing straight towards the bronze statue of his mother.

In an instant, the bronze statue was struck at the waist by the energy, emitting a piercing "hissing" sound. Then, to the horrified eyes of the staff, it broke in two, the broken part glowing red, as hot as molten lava.

Xiao Xian then turned his head, his eyes still glowing with a lingering red light, and said to the staff.

"Go tell the people inside the shrine to gather here within ten minutes. Anyone who kneels down and raises their hands will have their life spared. Otherwise, this shrine will become your burial ground."

After speaking, Xiao Xian didn't wait for the staff to respond. He reached out and grabbed the upper half of the bronze statue. To the astonishment of the staff, he shot up like an arrow, carrying the upper half of the bronze statue straight into the sky, overlooking the entire shrine.

After pausing for a moment, it chose a direction and flew off.

With a posture like an eagle soaring through the sky, Xiao Xian stood atop the gate of the shrine, which was hailed as the Divine Gate. He coldly surveyed this so-called Divine Gate, and then, Xiao Xian released his hands, and the upper body of the bronze statue plummeted down like a boulder falling from a cliff, striking the Divine Gate with perfect accuracy.

In an instant, the wooden structure groaned and shattered under the enormous impact, sending dust flying everywhere.

Although they didn't know what was going on, the soldiers stationed at Shenmen immediately aimed their guns at Xiao Xian, who was standing in mid-air, and began firing fiercely. Bullets poured down on Xiao Xian like a torrential rain.

However, all of this was in vain for Xiao Xian. Xiao Xian stood there, facing the incoming bullets, his expression indifferent. He opened his left hand, and all the bullets stopped a meter in front of him. People just don't care about using other people's superhuman strength.

As a fierce glint flashed in Xiao Xian's eyes, the fearless soldiers fell like wheat, lifeless. Wherever his heat vision passed, devastation was everywhere, leaving only charred corpses strewn across the ground.

At this moment, a male clergyman stepped forward, his eyes blazing with uncontrollable rage as he looked at the charred corpses scattered on the ground and the destroyed gate.

Looking at Xiao Xian, the male clergyman rebuked him with grief and indignation, "You are blaspheming! Your actions disrespect the protection of the gods and are a desecration of this sacred place. You will be punished by the gods and will be condemned by heaven!"

The male clergyman was so angry that his nose was crooked. Anyone who didn't know better would think that Xiao Xian had dug up his ancestral grave. In fact, the male clergyman's grandfather was indeed enshrined in a memorial tablet.

Faced with the male clergyman's accusations, Xiao Xian simply smiled, looked down at the clergyman, and said nonchalantly, "Sorry, I am a god."

The moment the voice fell, Xiao Xian's heat gaze shot out again, piercing directly through the male clergyman's body.

In an instant, the male clergyman turned into a pile of ashes, without even uttering a scream. The surrounding air distorted due to the intense heat.

As the wind blew the male clergyman's ashes, Xiao Xian's gaze swept over the other clergy members around him again, and he asked...

"Anyone who disagrees with my actions can step forward now."

As soon as Xiao Xian finished speaking, a silence fell over the crowd. However, this tense atmosphere did not last long, and soon a male clergyman who looked like a minor leader stepped forward.

The foreman firmly retorted to Xiao Xian, "What you have done is a complete desecration of the souls of war heroes! I will never condone such behavior!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xian's lips curled into a mocking smile. He raised an eyebrow slightly, his voice laced with sarcasm: "War heroes? This place is clearly dedicated to a bunch of war criminals who deserved to die and whose crimes were heinous."

"No! They are the heroes of Japan!" the gang leader retorted loudly, showing no embarrassment whatsoever, but rather a very proud expression.

"Idiot~" Xiao Xian curled his lip, thinking that it was better not to argue with an idiot. Compared to verbal battles, physical confrontation was obviously more efficient when dealing with someone with cerebellar development problems.

(End of this chapter)