I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 419 and 420: Thanos: You're going a bit too far.

"Seimei, what kind of future do you envision?"

Uchiha Senmon's eyes, like polished obsidian, were fixed on Kuro Seimei, and he said in a deep voice.

Kuro Seimei smiled without saying a word, then suddenly extended his right index finger and pointed it at the manga artist who was overjoyed after being resurrected by Edo Tensei.

An explosive tag was stuck to Kazumasa Takahashi's chest.

"boom!"

A flash of light, followed by a massive explosion, and he was blasted to ashes.

"I get it! The Prime Minister must have lost the card game and given the revival spot to Takahashi."

"As expected, everything for duelists is predetermined!"

"Game! My turn, Dororo!"

Tenkai Kaori's live stream was instantly flooded with countless card players, who were ecstatic and playing cards in the air.

Even viewers who had never heard of the artist immediately learned the name and resume of the resurrected cartoonist after being introduced to the information by others.

Kazumasa Takahashi's Yu-Gi-Oh! card game is one of the most profitable IPs in Japanese manga, with a total of 350 billion cards sold, generating a total sales volume of one trillion yen. It is popular all over the world and has tens of millions of fans.

It was like a grand banquet, with cheers and revelry filling the entire live stream room with a joyful atmosphere.

Until Kuro Seimei's Death Finger blasted the resurrected Takahashi Kazuya into nothingness.

The audience was immediately dumbfounded.

"What is Seimei-chan doing? Why did he blow up Takahashi, who had just been revived with great difficulty?"

"No, there's not even blood or bits of flesh, just dust!"

"Look! Takahashi's body is already rebuilding!"

Before the horrified eyes of countless people, dust and scraps of paper swept down, piecing together a human figure at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The next moment, Kazumasa Takahashi reappeared before everyone's eyes, completely unharmed.

He stared with dark circles under his eyes, feeling a lingering fear as he patted himself all over, completely bewildered by what had happened.

How did I die and come back to life, and then die again?

After a brief silence, the live stream room erupted in lively discussion again.

"Immortality! It's like the mummy has returned!"

"Hiss, a body like this is even more terrifying than a zombie vampire! Physical attacks are completely ineffective."

"I wonder if garlic and salt can ward off evil spirits?"

"What a joke! Those tricks wouldn't even work against a hundred ghosts. This is the Taishan Fujun Festival!"

The gates of the underworld are wide open, and the dead walk openly in Kyoto. The mystery between life and death is gradually being unveiled, casting a chilling yet exhilarating shadow over the ancient realm, inspiring a desire to explore further into this uncharted territory.

"Holding the power of life and death, even bringing the dead back to life with ease—truly worthy of Abe no Seimei!"

"I am utterly in awe! I'm ready to defect to the enemy, Lord Seimei, I want to be your dog!"

"Is that admiration? You're just lusting after Seimei-chan's body. You... I'm lusting after her too."

While countless viewers argued heatedly, they were also eagerly anticipating what would happen next.

The strongest Onmyoji of the Heian period reappears a thousand years later, launching the Hyakki Yagyō (Night Parade of One Hundred Demons) in Heian-kyo, which he protected in his lifetime, and summoning the spirits of the dead with the legendary Taizan Fukun Festival. Such astonishing feats one after another must have a great secret behind them.

What exactly were Abe no Seimei's ambitions?!

Will the Taishan Fujun Festival summon an immortal army of ghosts to destroy Japan? Or will it lead to world conquest and the establishment of a thousand-year kingdom?

If that's the case, is it too late for me to seek refuge with them now?

Just then, Tenkai Katori's live stream screen went black, and a system announcement flashed:

This live stream has been banned due to its violent and bloody content.

"..."

Everyone was stunned. The speech was about to begin, and everyone was anxiously waiting. At the most crucial moment, they dared to forcibly shut down the live broadcast room.

What bloodshed and violence? When the resurrected Kazumasa Takahashi was blown to pieces, there wasn't even a drop of blood.

"Idiot! How dare Musk!"

"Fuke Japan! Fuke America!"

The audience was furious.

They weren't so easily fooled. They immediately launched into a tirade against the CEO of the live-streaming platform and the governments of Japan and the United States, demanding that the truth be revealed.

Meanwhile, in Kyoto.

Uchiha Senmon looked at the manga artist who had been blown to pieces and then brought back to life, without showing any change in expression.

However, his right hand was already pressed against Lei Daoya behind his waist.

The Supernatural Police Department already knew that the resurrected dead at the Mount Tai Lord Festival possessed immortality.

That being said, it is extremely troublesome, and there is almost no way to deal with it except for lightning release.

"Since they were already dead, they would not die. No matter what means are used, it is impossible to kill the spirits of the dead who were resurrected by the Taishan Fujun ritual."

Kuro Seimei's lips curled up slightly as he spoke.

"Before I lift the Taishan Fujun ritual, the dead will be able to live on forever."

"Waaaaah, help! Help me!"

Even the slow-witted manga artist Kazumasa Takahashi realized that this was not a reincarnation in another world, and that the alluring black witch before him was no benevolent person.

He quickly ran towards Uchiha Senmon, who was wearing a black uniform from the Supernatural Police Department and was clearly an official, for help.

Kuro Seimei made no attempt to stop him.

Uchiha Senmon glanced warily at Takahashi, then stared at Kuro Seimei.

If Kuro Seimei had hidden an explosive talisman on him, its sudden detonation could cause massive destruction.

"I didn't do anything to him, so please feel free to take him away."

Kuro Seimei smiled and waved his hand, making a "please" gesture, which was very reasonable.

"I will not lift the Taishan Fujun ritual that was placed on him for the time being. You are free to observe the beautiful state of the deceased's existence now. This is my sincerity to the Japanese government."

Sincerity?

The twelve divine generals are now somewhat hesitant, wondering why Abe no Seimei would send the resurrected person to the Supernatural Police Department for nothing.

The Uchiha Sage Sect gradually came to their senses.

Throughout his career, Abe no Seimei emphasized the immortality of the resurrected dead.

Is the Taishan Fujun Festival an attempt to achieve a different kind of immortality and win over Japan's elites?

The Japanese government, under pressure from repeated orders from the Prime Minister's Office, swallowed the poisoned bait without hesitation.

Uchiha Senmon immediately issued an order to prepare for the transfer of Goki Sukesuke to the Kyoto command post, and then mobilized the Self-Defense Force members on site to escort Takahashi Kazuya away from the war zone.

"We have already witnessed the miracle of the Mount Tai Lord Festival. Thank you for explaining, Seimei."

Uchiha Senmon had a vague premonition, but this was simply too far-fetched.

"Now that we've come this far, let's be frank and reveal our true intentions."

Ding.

The small, purplish-black bells at the ends of Kuro Seimei's hair swayed in the wind, but the sound they made was not as clear and melodious as before.

"The dead resurrected through the Taishan Fujun Festival can go without food, drink, sleep, or even die. They are beings more perfect than mortals."

Kuro Seimei looked at his right hand and said with some melancholy:

"No matter what means I use, I will push humanity into a new stage. That is, to achieve immortality for all mankind through the Taizan Fukun Festival developed by Abe no Seimei."

Uchiha Senmon's pupils suddenly contracted to their limit. Even though he had prepared himself mentally, he was still so shocked that his eyelids twitched.

The other twelve generals could hardly believe their ears. They looked at each other, their heads buzzing, as if they had short-circuited from the shock.

"Wait, wait, wait! Abe no Seimei, didn't you say you were going to save the world?"

Mineko Yuuki snapped out of her daze and immediately questioned him.

"You've witnessed the Taishan Lord's Ceremony. Although mortals are weak and insignificant, as long as they achieve immortality, they will absolutely not die even in the impending apocalypse of the Crimson Moon."

Kuro Seimei gave her a strange look, then said matter-of-factly:

"If this isn't saving the world, then what is it?"

"But, but..."

Yuki Mineko, still reeling from Kuro Seimei's madness, stammered:

"But with eight billion people in the world, how is that even possible?"

"It is indeed very tough, but I will try my best."

Kuro Seimei said with a smile:

"I have also prepared a corresponding ceremony. We will first test it in Japan. If it goes well, we can then promote it to the whole world."

That's not what I meant!

Mineko Yuuki was both anxious and furious, practically ready to roar like an angry dragon and breathe fire.

"You said the Taishan Fujun Festival requires human sacrifice, one life for another, but where would we find so many people to sacrifice themselves!"

"Smack."

Kuro Seimei snapped his fingers and said with a charming smile:

"Japan is a country with 120 million people. Even if we have to sacrifice 60 million, it would be worth it."

Everyone was so shocked and speechless by Abe no Seimei's utter madness that they looked at each other in disbelief.

Even rats and cockroaches, combined with the number 60 million, are shocking enough.

Abe no Seimei's so-called plan to save the world before the end of the world can be simply summarized as killing half of humanity first, and then using the remaining half as human sacrifices for the Taizan Fukun Festival.

The resurrected half of humanity will be immortal and ageless.

Good grief, does Abe no Seimei think he's Thanos?

A snap of the fingers could wipe out half of all life.

No, it's the extermination of all humanity.

Can the other half resurrected through the Taishan Fujun Festival truly be considered a living person?

Even if Thanos came, he would have to say: You're going a bit too far.

"Hehehe, everyone can live forever, my plan is perfect!"

Kuro Seimei's lips curled into a cruel yet perfect smile before he burst into laughter.

The striking contrast between her beautiful face and bright red mouth made it seem as if one were seeing a beautiful humanoid monster.

The Uchiha Sage Clan has been confirmed once again.

Kuro Seimei's alluring, demonic beauty was merely an illusion used to conceal his existence, which was entirely composed of malice.

Even if the Uchiha Sage is willing to do anything to revive Mikoto, he doesn't know if he can bring himself to exterminate all of humanity until the very last step.

"Why are you all silent?"

After laughing, Kuro Seimei glanced around with feigned confusion, finally fixing his gaze on Uchiha Senmon.

"Do you think we'd let you do that?"

Although Uchiha Senmon's expression remained relatively calm, cold sweat began to bead on his forehead.

"I'm not discussing this with your paranormal police department or the Japanese government, I'm just informing you. It's like end-of-life care."

Kuro Seimei spoke casually, yet his tone was filled with an undeniable, cold sternness:

"Whether you resist or submit, the outcome is predetermined. I suggest the Japanese government cooperate with me; it will make things easier for them."

Uchiha Senmon and the other twelve generals remained silent, their faces grim.

After all, Abe no Seimei's plan was so outrageous that it left people speechless.

They're practically wiping out all of humanity. Do they expect them to kneel and beg for mercy?

"Don't make such a scary face, you can't do anything anyway."

Kuro Seimei raised his hands and began to form hand seals, saying:

"I have extended the time of the severing of the connection between heaven and earth. The gods and Buddhas of heaven cannot descend to the mortal realm. With my extraordinary abilities, no one can stop me from saving the world."

She flipped her palm over, squatted down, and slapped the ground.

"Rumble rumble rumble."

One after another, five wooden coffins rose from the ground and appeared before the crowd.

Uchiha Senmon pursed his lips, looking solemnly at the row of coffins.

"You should be familiar with the faces of these Kage-level powerhouses, right?"

With a wave of his hand, Kuro Seimei caused the two coffin lids on the far left to fall off, revealing a man and a woman with their eyes closed, their porcelain-like faces covered in cracks, and their bodies covered in dust.

"This is?!"

Uchiha Senmon's expression changed, and he almost cried out in surprise.

They are Kabuto Yakushi and the Hyuga Shrine Maiden, who were devoured by Princess Kaguya.

"Let me introduce you to two new friends."

With two snapping sounds, the person in the coffin on the right side also appeared.

It was also a man and a woman, a purple-haired woman wearing a black robe with red clouds, and a handsome gray-haired man with a slicked-back hairstyle.

"They are members of Akatsuki whom I've never seen before."

"Were they also resurrected, becoming puppets of Abe no Seimei?"

The twelve supernatural police officers were horrified and filled with unease; their morale had plummeted to rock bottom.

Abe no Seimei's twelve shikigami generals were already difficult to deal with.

Now she has summoned the powerful beings who were resurrected by the Taishan Fujun ritual.

These are already five Kage-level powerhouses, and they are immortal. This wave of combat power is enough to destroy the island nation of Japan.

How can we possibly win? We don't even have a one in ten thousand chance of winning...

Uchiha Senmon looked back and forth among the coffins, finally fixing his gaze on the one in the very center, the only one that had not yet been opened.

He frowned, and couldn't help but look up, meeting Kuro Seimei's eyes.

"Oh."

Those beautiful purple eyes were filled with unfathomable mockery and malice, making the Uchiha Senmon's heart sink.

"Bang."

The last coffin lid fell to the ground. Enraged, Uchiha Senmon gritted his teeth and said, each word distinct and forceful:

"Mr. Jiraiya."

(End of this chapter)