novelraw Chapter 100 : The Invincible One
Chapter 100 : The Invincible One
Chapter 100: The Invincible One
“Move aside!”
Just as the defensive line was about to collapse, a fanatical voice came from the rear.
“Let us purify this demon!”
A group of zealots wearing white robes and holding all kinds of “weapons” charged forward.
What they held were electric drills, fire axes, even kitchen knives and sharpened iron rods.
“For the true god!”
“To die for righteousness!”
Several thousand believers were like crazed marching ants, ignoring the disparity in the monster’s size, roaring as they pounced.
They climbed onto Ikuchi Ichiro’s instep and crawled upward along his rough skin.
Zzzzzz—
Industrial electric drills spun wildly against the keratin layer, giving off pungent black smoke.
Bang! Bang!
Fire axes hacked down viciously, the shuddering impact splitting their tiger-mouth grips.
Some even opened their mouths and used their teeth to tear at that iron-hard skin, refusing to let go even after their mouths were full of broken teeth.
“This is the power of faith!”
On the command vehicle in the rear, a high-ranking member of the Church of Myriad Spirits excitedly shouted at the camera, “Look! This is the will of the people!”
However, reality was cruel.
Ikuchi Ichiro merely frowned.
“So many bugs……”
He suddenly shook his body.
A tremendous force erupted.
Hundreds of believers clinging to him were instantly shaken loose, blasted away as if a rain of people had fallen.
Then, he opened his huge mouth and inhaled violently.
Whoosh—
A terrifying suction force formed out of thin air, creating a visibly discernible vortex.
Those believers still in midair did not even have time to scream before being dragged by that suction straight into the abyss-like giant maw.
Gulp.
Ikuchi Ichiro let out a satisfied burp.
“Meat…… so much meat……”
“Still warm…… delicious……”
This scene was broadcast live across the entire Neon Nation through television station helicopters.
Countless viewers sitting in front of their TVs covered their mouths, some vomiting on the spot.
This was that “man-eating demon”.
He was really eating people!
And hundreds at a time with a single bite!
“Who can save us……”
“Even the Self-Defense Forces have lost……”
“Are we finished?”
Just as the entire nation sank into the abyss of despair.
A light appeared.
It was a pure, gentle, yet holy light powerful enough to pierce through the darkness and smoke.
“That is……”
On the battlefield, the surviving soldiers and believers raised their heads.
They saw that in the night sky, a convertible car forged of pure gold and inlaid with countless gemstones was floating in midair, slowly approaching.
On the car, Asahara Shoko sat upright upon a lofty divine throne.
He wore a gold-woven divine robe, and above his head hovered a faint halo, like the descent of a true god.
“Wretched beast.”
Asahara Shoko’s voice was not loud, yet it rang clearly in everyone’s ears, carrying an authority that made one want to kneel in worship.
“To dare devour my people within my dominion.”
“Leader!”
“It’s Venerable Asahara!”
“The god has come! We are saved!”
On the ground, the believers who had been routed instantly burst into tears, kowtowing frantically.
Ikuchi Ichiro stopped feeding.
He raised that enormous, ugly head and stared fixedly at the glowing entity in the sky.
Instinct told him that this was a tremendous threat.
But at the same time……
“So fragrant……”
A waterfall of saliva poured from Ikuchi Ichiro’s mouth.
“If I eat you…… I’ll become even stronger……”
“Roar!!!”
Ikuchi Ichiro suddenly crouched down, the concrete ground instantly collapsing into a massive crater.
The next second.
This several-hundred-ton mass of flesh actually shot into the sky like a cannonball!
Carrying suffocating wind pressure, it opened its huge mouth and lunged straight toward Asahara Shoko in the air!
“That’s the god’s carriage! Protect the leader!”
The believers on the ground screamed in terror.
But Asahara Shoko did not move an inch.
He looked at the gaping maw before him—large enough to swallow a truck—and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes. “A beast with only appetite.”
“You know nothing of true power.”
He slowly raised his right hand, the scepter pointing toward Ikuchi Ichiro.
“Heavenly Punishment·Gravity Crush.”
Boom!
The air seemed to turn solid in that instant.
An invisible colossal force, like Mount Sumeru toppling, smashed brutally onto Ikuchi Ichiro’s back.
That was the will of tens of millions of believers.
It was the “weight” of the entire Neon Metropolis.
“Graaah—!”
Ikuchi Ichiro, still in midair, let out a shrill scream.
His supposedly indestructible keratin layer emitted cracking sounds under unbearable strain.
His entire body was forcibly slammed back to the ground at a speed even faster than his ascent!
Rumble——!!!
The earth shook violently.
Tsukiji Market was smashed into a meteor crater with a diameter of a hundred meters.
Seawater poured back in, dust billowing everywhere.
“Cough…… cough cough……”
At the bottom of the crater, Ikuchi Ichiro writhed with difficulty.
Most of his bones were broken, his internal organs ruptured, his proud defense fragile as paper before “divine power”.
“Still need to eat…… I want to eat……”
Even so, he still struggled to grab shards of stone from the ground and cram them into his mouth, attempting to recover his injuries through feeding.
“Hopelessly stubborn.”
Asahara Shoko drove the golden war chariot, slowly descending to the edge of the crater.
He looked down from above at this ugly monster.
“Your existence is a blasphemy against beauty.”
“Your greed is an insult to the gods.”
Asahara Shoko raised the scepter high.
“Today, in the name of the True God of Myriad Spirits, I grant you—”
“Purification.”
Buzz——
The lights of the entire Neon Metropolis seemed to dim for an instant.
Countless points of white light rose from every corner of the city, flying out from every believer who was praying.
They converged into a vast river of light, surging toward Asahara Shoko’s scepter.
That was faith.
The faith power of tens of millions.
The diamond at the top of the scepter erupted with radiance brighter than the sun.
“Holy Light·Judgment!”
A pure white pillar of light dozens of meters in diameter burst forth from the tip of the scepter, completely engulfing Ikuchi Ichiro.
There was no explosion.
No shockwave.
Only silent dissolution.
Under that terrifying high temperature and energy scouring, Ikuchi Ichiro’s keratin layer, fat, muscles, bones……
Layer by layer, they peeled away, vaporized, and vanished.
“No…… I’m not full yet……”
“I don’t want to die……”
That was the final thought Ikuchi Ichiro left in this world.
The pillar of light lasted a full ten seconds.
When the light dispersed.
Within that enormous meteor crater, only a smooth, mirror-like vitrified ground remained.
That terrifying glutton, not even ashes were left behind.
【Player 【Preacher】 killed player 【Glutton】】
【Current remaining players: 8】
……
Dead silence.
Several seconds of dead silence.
Then, cheers that shook the entire city erupted.
“God! This is god!”
“Long live the Church of Myriad Spirits!”
The soldiers on site dropped their guns and knelt down, weeping.
Asahara Shoko stood by the crater, bathed in the tsunami-like surge of faith power.
The entire process was broadcast live across the whole Neon Nation through television cameras.
Everyone stared blankly at the godlike scene on their screens.
“God…… Lord God……”
Countless people knelt to the ground, tears streaming down their faces, prostrating themselves toward Asahara Shoko.
At this moment.
In the hearts of all Neon people, Asahara Shoko had completely secured the status of a “true god”.
He was the only savior!
……
Shinjuku, inside the safe house.
The glow of the television screen reflected on Chen Mo’s pale face.
“So this is…… the current Asahara Shoko?”
That strike just now, “Holy Light·Judgment”, even through the screen one could feel that suffocating energy fluctuation.
That was a faith-based strike that gathered the power of an entire nation.
It was fundamentally not something individual strength could contend with.
“How do we fight?”
Tsuchimikado Rin’s voice was hoarse, “This is simply a monster.”
Chen Mo turned off the television, and the room fell into darkness.
“In a one-on-one fight, whoever goes would be throwing their life away.”
His voice in the darkness was exceptionally calm, yet carried a resolute determination.
“He has already formed an overwhelming momentum.”
Chen Mo walked to the window, looking at the brightly lit Tokyo Tower in the distance—there, it was being hastily converted overnight into Asahara Shoko’s divine palace.
“We need to find a way to contact that Gambler, and that onmyoji.”
“We have to form an alliance.”
“If we don’t unite, all of us will be picked off one by one and become stepping stones on his path to godhood.”
Tsuchimikado Rin took a deep breath and nodded.
“Alright.”
……
And at this moment.
In some corner of the Neon Metropolis.
A figure clad in a black bodysuit, ghostlike, stood atop a high-rise.
He looked at the distant Tsukiji Market bathed in holy light, a complicated gleam flickering in his eyes.
【Ninja】 Hattori Heizo.
“This charlatan……”
He murmured to himself, “Has he already become this powerful?”
“Now, it’s time to go meet my teammates.”