I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 104 and 106: Kage-level?

Is this a battle between superhumans?

The commander couldn't help but loosen his tie, as if that was the only way he could breathe properly.

The Metropolitan Police Department's assessment of the combat capabilities of superhumans was already rigorous enough; it now seems they underestimated these mysterious and unpredictable superhumans.

Superhumans not only possess incredible abilities like teleportation, but their destructive power is also astonishing.

It was like gods fighting; the aftershocks of their battle alone destroyed half the street.

Even the Metropolitan Police Department's most elite SATs have no room to intervene; only by deploying the Self-Defense Forces, which use tanks and fighter jets, can they possibly contend with these monsters.

Although the purpose of this extraordinary organization called Akatsuki is unknown, its recruitment of a ruthless and insane dangerous figure like Sasori of the Red Sand clearly indicates that it has ill intentions.

Although Master Jiraiya destroyed the Zhengxin Society, those he killed were all villains who deserved their fate. He even intervened to save Sasori Akasuna when he planned to massacre everyone in the Metropolitan Police Department. He was the only superhuman who showed friendliness towards humans.

"Master Dilu, keep it up!"

"Master Dilu, quickly kill this evil heretic!"

In this battle of superhumans, the Metropolitan Police Department staff naturally sided with Master Di Lu, cheering him on.

The commander initially felt somewhat embarrassed by the cheers and encouragement from the Metropolitan Police Department staff.

However, as the battle between the golden statue of Myo-o and the clay giant intensified, the clash between the two behemoths was so spectacular that it was more thrilling than any 3D blockbuster.

The on-site commander was also caught up in the atmosphere; his hair stood on end, and he waved his fist and shouted loudly:

"Master Dilu, quickly let this monster experience the power of your Buddhist teachings!"

As soon as the commander spoke, Yuji Kambara and the other officers showed complicated expressions. They exchanged glances and then covered the mouth of the on-site commander.

"Waaaaah—"

"Commander, please don't speak."

They were genuinely afraid of their commander's jinxed prediction.

He told the Onimusha that there was no escape, and the Onimusha immediately summoned crows that sprouted wings and almost escaped into the air; he told the police officer who was bound by Sasori's tail that he must persevere, and the next second the officer was torn to pieces.

Yuji Kanbara and the other officers were afraid that if the commander spoke, he would add some kind of debuff to Master Jiriku.

If Master Dilu is defeated, all of them will be buried with him.

Fortunately, the situation did not develop into the worst possible scenario. After a series of powerful battles, Vajra King punched through the clay giant's chest.

The clay giant collapsed with a roar, crumbling into pieces, and many police officers in the Metropolitan Police Department couldn't help but show their joy.

Has the outcome finally been decided?

So their lives can be considered saved.

But as the saying goes, things don't always go as planned, and Sasori's ghostly figure reappeared before everyone's eyes.

Sasori of the Red Sand spat out a scroll from his cracked mouth and held it in his hand.

"This puppet is my most prized creation. It took me a lot of effort to kill him. Now I'll show you, a junior, what true art is!"

The reel was unrolled, and then, with a bang, a cloud of smoke suddenly exploded out.

After the smoke cleared, a black-haired man wearing a black robe with a black fur collar was suspended in mid-air.

"This is……"

The black-haired man was handsome, but the gaps between his eyes and lips extending to his ears and chin, as well as the prosthetic arm that was exposed like a puppet's arm, all indicated that he was not a living person.

It turns out that it is a puppet creation, just like Sasori of the Red Sand.

"What on earth is going on? The way Sasori summoned this puppet is astonishing! Do superhumans possess spatial folding technology?"

The teleportation of superhumans, and the technology of summoning objects from scrolls, are either of which could shake the very foundations of modern physics.

The on-site commander, freed from the restraints of the other officers, watched this scene in shock, then was overwhelmed by a strong sense of powerlessness.

Although in various science fiction works, humans travel through the universe in all kinds of huge space warships and conquer the universe through wormholes or space gates, this is nothing more than a beautiful fantasy of humankind.

With the most advanced science and technology humanity has ever developed, it is simply impossible to achieve space transfer and space folding technology!

Even if humans had another thousand years, they still couldn't achieve space teleportation and space folding.

Such terrifying abilities are actually in the hands of superhumans. From this perspective, the mystical side has far surpassed technology, leaving humanity without even the courage to catch up.

"Amitabha, this human puppet is the previous 'Kazekage'. His disappearance back then was also an unsolved mystery in the underworld. I never expected that he was killed by Sasori of the Red Sand and turned into a puppet."

Master Dilu chanted Buddhist mantras, his face displaying the most solemn expression he had ever shown, and spoke as if facing a formidable enemy.

The seriousness in his tone sent a bad feeling through the hearts of everyone in the Metropolitan Police Department standing nearby.

"Since you've recognized the origin of this human puppet, you should also know how vast the gap is between a titled 'Kage-level' powerhouse and a newcomer like you. Among all the Kage-level powerhouses who have been given the title of Kazekage throughout history, he is the strongest!"

Sasori of the Red Sand spoke in a sinister tone, his words carrying an overwhelming, visceral stench of blood.

"First, bleed the puppet, then remove the internal organs, peel off the skin, and after preservation, install various mechanisms. That completes the puppet. Junior from the Fire Temple, your strength is not bad, and you are qualified to become one of my collections."

"Amitabha! Even if it's a human puppet made by the Wind Shadow, how much power can it still unleash in the surface world? With your current projection, you simply cannot control such a top-level human puppet." Master Dilu cautiously probed.

"Hehehe, you guessed right. Although I have very little spiritual power left, you're just a projection anyway, so it's enough to kill you!"

Sasori of the Red Sand sneered and shouted:

"They're about to go!"

The Wind Shadow Puppet suddenly flew into the air, swooping down on Master Di Lu like a large black bird.

Suddenly, a large number of giant blades shot out from his right sleeve, slashing down towards Master Dilu's chest.

The golden Buddhist light surrounding Master Dilu's body flickered only a few times before shattering. The giant blade slammed into Master Dilu's body, sparks flying everywhere!

(End of this chapter)