Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

She possesses unparalleled beauty, and her allure can devour the hearts of all men. Without exception, every man who has seen her true face will fall into a mad infatuation and obsession, ultimately leading to their self-destruction.

Tomie Kawakami is precisely that kind of witch.

The men present instinctively turned their heads away, not daring to meet the woman in black's gaze, while their backs were already soaked with cold sweat. They felt anxious, regretful, but mostly bewildered.

Tomie Kawakami was one of the wedding guests, so why is it only being discovered now?

Ultimately, was that person really Tomie Kawakami?

"No! It must be Tomie Kawakami!"

The moment this confusion arose in his heart, it was dispelled by everyone else.

That woman's charm was even more terrifying than the legends suggested. Who else could she be but Tomie Kawakami?

"It's that monster! What is she doing here?!"

"What on earth is Ultraman Seven doing? Why doesn't he take care of this witch too?!"

"Bodyguards! Quick! Kill her! Kill her now!"

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Terror and anger swept through the entire scene, and the powerful and wealthy completely tore off their usual gentle and refined facades, roaring with ferocious expressions.

The bodyguards responded and stepped forward, each armed with stun batons and riot guns. Some even pulled out real guns, their dark muzzles aimed at Tomie Moro, and pulled the triggers.

"Bang!"

With a gunshot, the bullet tore through the air and headed straight for Tomie Maro's forehead.

Moro Tomie still leaned against the pillar, a half-smile playing on her lips, her eyes slightly raised as if she were looking at a group of clowns jumping around, without even moving a fingertip.

However, the bullet stopped half a meter away from her face.

It wasn't blocked by some invisible barrier, but rather by a hand, a large, fair-skinned hand, forcefully pinching it between two fingers.

Meat-modified Tomie had somehow appeared in front of Mara Tomie.

Her right hand was raised in mid-air, the deformed bullet held between her index and middle fingers, and a faint blue smoke was rising from its metal surface.

In an instant, the air in the entire courtyard seemed to freeze.

The bodyguard who fired the shot, in particular, looked terrified, his face changing drastically.

He wasn't using a riot gun; it was a real gun, and the bullets were real bullets. Yet, the other party managed to catch it with just two fingers.

Am I dreaming?

A grim smile appeared on the bodyguard's face, and his body swayed slightly, as if he were about to fall asleep.

For him, everything today was too unreal. Chang Xi’s wife suddenly turned into Ultraman and flew away. A terrifying witch and a female bodybuilder who could catch bullets with her bare hands appeared among the guests. Wasn’t this an absurd nightmare?

Rou Gaifujiang loosened his grip with two fingers, and the bullet fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"A dream? Why not dream a dream from which you never have to wake up?"

She tilted her neck slightly, her cervical spine cracking, and her face contorted into a cruel grin.

Before she finished speaking, her figure had already disappeared from the spot.

It's not fast, it's gone! It's as if someone cut that scene directly out of reality.

The next second, she appeared in front of the bodyguard who had fired the shot.

The bodyguard's pupils contracted, and he instinctively raised his gun, but he only had time to see a fist magnify in his field of vision.

"Bang!"

The fist went in through the chest and came out through the back, carrying rags, flesh, and broken ribs.

The bodyguard looked down at the hole in his chest, his expression still frozen in shock. As Kokugai Tomie pulled out his fist, the corpse collapsed with a thud.

The remaining bodyguards froze for a moment, their faces showing terror. However, before they could react, Kokugai Tomie had already moved.

Her speed was so fast that she was just a blur. Her right hand shot out, grabbed the wrist of the nearest bodyguard who was holding the gun, and twisted it forcefully. The sound of bones cracking was as crisp as a tree branch breaking. Before the man could even scream, she flung him away, sending him crashing into the other two men, and the three of them rolled into a heap.

At the same time, his left hand swung out, slashing the other person's neck with a chop. The sound of the neck breaking and the body falling to the ground rang out almost simultaneously.

The third, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth... Rou Gaifujiang was like a meat grinder running at full speed, leaving blood and flesh flying wherever she went. Her superhuman physical strength meant that even when she was running at full speed, she was enough to cripple people who only grazed her.

The pungent smell of blood permeated the courtyard, mixed with the stench of gunpowder and incense, making one feel nauseous.

Witnessing this horrific scene, the minds of the powerful and wealthy ceased to function.

Is that human? Is that Tomie? Why are there two Tomies? Why does Tomie possess such terrifying power?

A host of questions arose in their hearts, but they could not find answers. The chilling scene assaulted their vision, and extreme fear filled their minds with the same thought.

That's the instinct for survival, an instinct for survival that can overcome everything.

"Run! Run now!"

In an instant, heart-wrenching screams echoed throughout the shrine. Those self-proclaimed superiors completely abandoned all dignity and fled frantically towards the shrine's gates like headless flies.

Some people were pushed to the ground, some stepped on others to push forward, some tumbled and crawled, their elegant kimonos were trampled to pieces, and one of their expensive leather shoes was lost. The dignity and composure they had just maintained were shattered.

However, no matter how hard they tried or how disheveled they became, the outcome would not change. The reason why Moro Tomie did not use hypnosis on them was because, in Amamiya Rin's judgment, they were no longer humans who needed protection, and also because Moro Tomie could easily kill them all by herself.

With a stomp of her foot, the bluestone ground instantly cracked with spiderweb-like patterns. She leaped into the crowd like a tiger among sheep, her arms unleashing a monstrous strength capable of shattering stone tablets and breaking rocks. With her bare hands, she tore the powerful figures in front of her into a pile of bloody pieces.

In just a few seconds, dozens of corpses lay in the courtyard.

Fresh blood flowed along the cracks in the stone slabs, gleaming with a dark red sheen under the warm light of the lanterns, like a carpet spread out.

The remaining guests were completely devastated.

"Help! Help me!"

A woman collapsed to the ground, crawling backward on her hands and feet, her face covered in tears and snot.

"Don't kill me! Please don't kill me! I'll give you anything you want! Money! Status! I'll give you anything!"

The well-off middle-aged man knelt down before Rou Gaifujiang, pleading desperately.

"Seven! Ultraman Seven! Save me! Please save me!"

Some people clasped their hands together, prayed desperately to the sky, and called out to Ultraman Seven who had just left.

"Seven! Ultraman! Aren't you the guardian of humanity? Aren't you supposed to protect us? Please save us! Please save us!"

How ridiculous!

These powerful figures, who used to be aloof and disregard human life, treating the cries and pleas of victims as jokes, are now appealing to the heroes of children for help.

"Ultraman Seven is indeed the guardian of humanity, but do you even deserve to be called human? The reason Ultraman Seven left so easily and refused to respond to your cries for help is because you have been expelled from humanity."

Meat-modified Tomie sneered disdainfully, placed his palm on the head of a powerful figure, and with a slight force, the man's head instantly sank into his chest cavity.

Witnessing this scene and hearing the words spoken by the surviving nobles, the survivors felt an indescribable despair.

If the light abandons you, even the last glimmer of hope for survival will vanish.