I am the savior, do you have any objection?

A massive attack alarm immediately went off. Seeing the disobedient children who had followed the man to the city, and the fighter jets roaring overhead, the elder who had been assigned to look after the children in a certain area panicked.

The police force is already working hard to push for a new bill. The new recruit this year is also getting close to the Holy Emperor. Maybe the human rights protection bill for the cursed son will be passed. At this time, anything can lead to an accident.

Not to mention that with such a large number of cursed children entering the city, these children would likely be killed by the army first, and then...

The thought abruptly stopped when it saw the man in the distance unleash a crimson laser beam that shot down all the planes and crushed countless armored vehicles into a bloody pulp.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: Was humanity about to be wiped out?

Ps:

Actually, the Cursed Child's red-eye disease isn't a normal occurrence, but rather a condition that develops when unleashing their abilities.

However, the ability to release will lead to their irreversible infection, even if they are injected with the drug.

I think the only explanation for why no one resisted is that those who did were eventually recruited, since they got infected while fighting.

However, in the original story, they were more like innocent little angels who never thought of rebelling.

It is also because using force will inevitably lead to death, and even when the corrosion level is close to 50, his partner will shoot him to death. So even if he doesn't die in battle, he is indeed using his lifespan to protect the citizens inside.

The citizens are just too outrageous.

Chapter 575 Where is my Tokyo?

Damn it! What did you do?!

Residents of Tokyo stared blankly at the explosions that continued to occur in remote areas.

The citizens, caught up in the routines of daily life, looked up in confusion.

The adults who are still alive today are all survivors of the great war 10 years ago, and they immediately have PTSD attacks upon hearing this noise.

This generation is known as the plundered generation.

They all experienced the golden age of humanity, then watched as their habitable areas shrank and shrank until they were forced to live within walls.

He is also the cursed son whom these people, regardless of age, despise the most.

Even though they did nothing wrong, you and the monster that killed our loved ones are both infected! I'll have to give you a good beating!

Everyone assumed that there was a problem with the defenses, or that some Gastrea had appeared inside the walls.

People listened to the roar, screams, and shouts of war.

The upper echelons and the holy realms were also in complete chaos.

"Where are the police! Is this the result we get after allowing them to live in our city with those bastards?"

The Minister of Homeland Strategy and Defense is yelling at the head of the police department over the phone.

Don't be surprised by this title. Even though he only has a small city, officials still use this name. It's like how Tendo Kazumitsu, the prison guard whom Tendo Kisara almost killed, was the Vice Minister of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism.

Incidentally, the fact that one of the many stone tablets was damaged led to a lot of trouble afterward was because this guy from Tiantong Laoge cut corners after taking on the government project, which caused stone tablet number 32 to collapse.

However, the fact that he was able to get his personally affiliated company to take on a project that was under the bureaucrat's responsibility suggests that shoddy workmanship was to be expected, given the abstract nature of the matter itself.

The person on the other end of the phone was clearly in a hurry.

"But this time the target is not a gastrulator."

"Enough with the nonsense! Send men right now! If we fail this time and those bastards get into the city, you'll be responsible for all the consequences!"

The defense minister looked fierce but was actually quite panicked, because he had just seen hordes of the cursed children heading towards the city on the surveillance footage.

Moreover, the leader's eyes also seemed to be red; no one had ever thought of what to do when this happened before.

What if the cursed child turns on you?

"No! We must resolve the current problem quickly! Then enact legislation! Leaving those dangerous things free is still too risky! We must bring them under military control! Teach them to obey! Execute them on sight if they resist."

After hanging up the phone, the minister called his election secretary and asked him to help draft a law.

With this matter, the people in the parliament will definitely agree for security reasons. As long as the Metropolitan Police Department is not allowed to get involved, then we can use this as an opportunity to expand military spending and equipment and request a budget.

However, while he was pondering this, good news kept coming from the front lines.

"Report! The first line of defense has fallen!"

"Report! The second line of defense has fallen!"

"Report...the enemy has entered the city...they are...setting up..."

The voice of the messenger, who was constantly monitoring the surveillance cameras, trembled.

With military command in Tokyo reduced to this state, they're reduced to telephone communication. At most, they'll be watching monitors and looking at maps. It's impossible for a bunch of big shots to be sitting in a blue conference room watching a projector screen flying overhead.

After all, in the news, they even made their parliamentary discussions look like a company meeting, with a bunch of middle-aged bearded men in suits sitting in a small office.

He frowned upon hearing the messenger's voice.

"What are they doing on the front lines?!"

But there was no sound from the other end, so he had no choice but to reluctantly turn on the computer and start operating it.

This is what happens when politicians age: many politicians need their secretaries to help them tweet. The Minister of Information Defense has a hard time even downloading software from a browser, let alone programming. It's already impressive if he knows how to watch surveillance footage.

Soon, a scene resembling a painting of hell appeared on the street's surveillance camera, and he was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly.

At this point, the frontline cities had no defenses or citizens left; they were nothing but hell.

A large group of bizarre, abstract creatures stood with their mouths open, seemingly emitting terrifying howls.

Upon closer inspection, they are people whose skin has been peeled off, and the "feet" they use to move on the ground are actually their broken ribs.

Blood stained the entire street.

The most terrifying thing was that in the center of the image, a man was smiling in the direction of the camera.

Those crimson eyes seemed to be staring directly at him through the electronic screen.

At this moment on the front lines, Kerry was happily creating people that mimicked the forms of Gastrea.

He watched them scream in terror, but remained unmoved.

Because external genetic viruses can be completely resolved by Qubi, Kerry has essentially skipped eliminating external pressure and started internal purges.

Tokyo is only so big; those people would rather die than run outside the walls.

Therefore, Kree could simply move forward step by step without pursuing them, until the filth of this human settlement was cleansed.

First, gradually increase deterrence, then seize power, and finally, if you feel that's enough, use gas chambers efficiently.

Don't waste the corpses. The new world will be in dire need of rebuilding. They can at least be used as fertilizer, the bones can be made into bone meal, and the oil can be used to make soap.

Unfortunately, it doesn't have the ability to kill with a single thought like the original body. It still needs to read minds to distinguish between good and bad people. However, since Kree has some spare capacity, it won't slaughter indiscriminately.

Perhaps it would be more exciting if Kerry sprouted wings, spread his arms, flew into the sky, and said something.

This is like Judgment Day in human history. During the millennium, humanity will suffer from death, plague, famine, and war. At the end of the judgment, with the seventh angel blowing his trumpet, God will appear with the spirit of the good to judge all the unjust people in the world and spare everyone with a kind heart.

The righteous will enter the new world, while the unrighteous will die in the old world.

Gastrea has completed all the prerequisites, and now it is time to enter a new era.

They recklessly used their laser eyes to chase after the fleeing crowd.

It's not that Kerry is ruthless, but rather that after reading minds all the way through, very few are fit to survive.

Human technological weapons are like scrap metal in front of him.

An irresistible force swept through the area from District 39 to District 20, causing over a million deaths and injuries.

"Stop! Are you trying to destroy humanity?" Rentaro Satomi, the newly appointed police officer in Tokyo, stood in front of Kerry with a little girl with red hair and twin tails. Both of them looked at him with resentment.

Looking at the sewer openings around them, now clogged with blood, at the crimson stains splattered all over the walls, and at the rusty, fishy smell, the two men's eyes widened in fury.

He casually intercepted a sniper bullet aimed at his head from the sky, tapped Tina's little head a thousand meters away, and then, watching Lan Yuan Enju approaching him with red light in her eyes, he casually grabbed her and tossed her into the group of children following behind him.

As for Rentaro, a pitiful man, he was transformed into a mechanical soldier and received political education from a young age, but he hoped to change the world while helping others.

He likes Kisara Tendo, but because of her strong desire for revenge, he believes he will kill Kisara one day and therefore does not want to be with her. He even hopes that she can find a good man to live out her life.

But this guy isn't really bad; he has a strong sense of justice. It's just that if you ranked the protagonists in the news, he'd probably be the goalkeeper in the most pathetic category. He couldn't save anyone. It's a good thing the novel was abandoned, otherwise he'd be sitting at the same table as Tatsumi. If things got any worse, he'd have to go find Denji. Kerry embedded him in the wall next to him.

This guy was just the first batch. Soon after, many police officers arrived. Some of the initiators among them had already become somewhat obsessed. After all, it's not normal for children with simple minds to be brainwashed.

For these children, Kerry gave them a peaceful sleep, took out stones, and collected their souls.

Then blocking the way was the Holy Emperor, who seemed to have come out alone and was saying something to Kerry.

"I know people don't like the Cursed Child! But people also need to change time! Please stop!"

Although Kerry was too lazy to talk to these people from beginning to end, they all gained their own insights from Kerry's behavior.

Kerry treated the Holy Emperor no differently than he treated anyone else, casually walking past her, grabbing the guard hiding behind her, and then shaping him into a bee.

The lungs are wings, the ribs are arthropods, and the bladder is the bee's eye.

This slick-haired guy is a former member of the Self-Defense Forces and a top graduate of the National Defense Academy, but he's a complete waste of space. All he does is yell "Tata Kai!" and he's good for nothing else. He also strongly advocates attacking other human settlements and Gastrea in the military and has a hobby of killing the sons of the organization.

He left the military to come to the Emperor's side because he wanted to marry the Emperor and then become the Regent.

Kerry even read minds and learned that releasing the Holy Emperor was actually the military's idea. After all, they had exhausted all the books. If they could successfully persuade the Emperor, everything might be fine. If they failed, they would only lose a mascot.

Next are the original Chiyoda Ward and Chuo Ward of Tokyo, which are now the new political center of Tokyo.

"No! No! We can't continue treating those cursed children like that! No, you can't!"

Kerry pinched the defense chief into a giant herringbone.

……

No... there are millions of people in Tokyo waiting for me...

After losing consciousness, Rentaro opened his eyes and stood up from where he was embedded, looking around.

Then he saw the city that had been almost razed to the ground, and the streets that were so empty that there was not a single person in the port area, but the ground was covered with blood and corpses.

Where am I...where am I in Tokyo?! Where are my millions of citizens?!

[The Holy Emperor, Rentaro, Enju]

Chapter 576 Feeling Good

In the heart of a wasteland district, Kerry sat casually on the ruins, observing everything around him.

Tokyo has fallen.

However, this time was different from usual; Kerry had someone with him.

Some little girls.

A large number of little girls ran away in fear after they discovered that Kree had begun killing those creatures.

There were even those who directly blocked Kerry's path.

However, Kerry wouldn't be harsh on them.

If you manage to stop them, knock them unconscious and treat them later.

But some children, even after seeing the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, still followed and walked to Kerry's side.

There are still tens of thousands of people in the city, some of whom are considered good enough by Kerry and do not oppress or hate those who protect them, while others are very young and know nothing.

Of course, according to Chinese philosophy of life, it is not good to cut the weeds without eradicating them at the root.

But Kerry didn't care. He wasn't going to get angry with a bunch of kids who hadn't done anything wrong, even though he had turned them all into Batman.

"Um... big brother, where is the big house you mentioned? Is it the orphanage that the elder mentioned?"

A little girl asked somewhat timidly.

It's strange to depict a child looking shy amidst blood-soaked ruins in this way, but that's the feeling it evokes.

"It's fine. You can live wherever you want from now on. Look, your brother has turned the whole of Tokyo into an orphanage for you. But you also need to learn how to use some tools."

Kerry, unperturbed by the dirt, ruffled the kid's messy hair and looked at the buildings in the distance.

"Look, big brother killed them all, so now we can live in their houses and eat their food."

“But the elders said killing is wrong,” another kid said.