Chapter 485 – 485. Let’s Have Fun

“It is Japan.”

“Something is gloomy in the atmosphere.”

The weather was not very good. The wind and rain blew so much that the boat could no longer float.

Nevertheless, we arrived safely in Fukuoka. Drop troops once here.

“Just drop 10 jet-black wheels. There! You guys don’t get off!!!”

After leaving Hajinseong as the base, I came to lead these cubs.

I don’t even listen to the dirty words. The jet-black wheels also couldn’t understand my commands properly.

Yes, because he was Aquinas, he followed my orders with human-level intelligence, and the jet-black wheels Aquinas created were stupid.

“These guys have little intellect. So your role is very important.”

“Yes!!!”

“I know!!! Oh God!!!!”

The zealots brought from the Maw raised their weapons and shouted.

The Jet Black Wheel and the Mushroom People are being dropped to wipe them out with quantity, and it is their role to search for real talent.

Because ghouls are smart. Except for their blind fanaticism, they are more intelligent than humans. So these guys will capture a lot of usable humans and transport them to the Maw.

‘There are guys who can drive a boat.’

I brought the well-educated guys from the Maw, so I’ll take care of it myself.

“I should have known all about Japanese geography.”

“Of course.”

“Then, under the search for survivors, start occupying Kyushu.”

There were almost no Japanese in the survival ranking except for that guy Kojima. Therefore, it will not be easily robbed. The name is the devil’s army. Furthermore, there is nothing to worry about as the Jet Black Wheel and the Mushroom People will proliferate indefinitely.

‘Only Aquinas can produce adult roaches, but the young jet-black roaches that adult roaches produce can multiply indefinitely…’

Even with that, most survivors could just be wiped out.

And I plan to drop disaster at each point like this. Kill all survivors in Japan and submit.

Everyone should come under me.

“If you encounter a high-ranking undead, at least one survives and informs you.”

“I know!”

“I also collect all the unique items.”

“Yes!! If you run into a merchant, I will also give you a point note. I understand everything.”

“Good. Good luck.”

At my words, the people of the basement gave enthusiastic cheers as if they had received a blessing.

Something feels really strange. These guys have been brainwashed since childhood, and they regard me as a completely sane god and follow me. In fact, although he is halfway close to being a god, it is inevitable that he feels strange as he is not yet a god.

Not bad. It just feels like something like that.

“It is raining heavily.”

“I know.”

I entered the empty building with my party.

Since we brought the calamities all this way, the rest of them will travel by boat and spread throughout Japan.

What I need to pay attention to from now on is Tokyo.

‘There is a Taoist Shinsengjo.’

These guys are the ones who caused a big fire in the black market. Those who dare to rebel against me without even knowing the subject and look like they are going to be exterminated.

It is presumed that there is a pantheon behind it.

“Rather than that, aren’t these bastards intervening at random?”

[That much… The end is near.]

To my question, Zerakiel answered as if he had no choice but to cheer up.

“Breaking the rules because the end is near?”

[Rather than randomly breaking the rules… I loosened up a bit. How should I express it? Feeling a little slack before summer break? The exam you take? It feels like the classroom scene after hitting that. Do you understand?]

“I understand right away. It means you’re floating on the floor.”

[Right. The strict rules have loosened up a bit. That means the end is getting closer.]

“It’s the end.”

[It means that either side’s victory is right around the corner.]

“…”

I’m not sure if I’ll stand at the end of that victory or if the new hero chosen by the pantheon will stand, but I roughly grasped the current situation.

It means that the closer the destruction approaches, the more it becomes a mess. In the future, maybe even descend directly.

“Let’s go to the black market and go to Tokyo.”

I came all the way to Fukuoka just because I wanted to take a boat, but from here I could go straight to Tokyo through the black market.

That’s why I told Areum to go first. Well, since you said you’d come along, there’s nothing you can do about it. Moreover, the ship also reached Fukuoka in almost 3 hours.

“Let’s go.”

After giving a few orders to the remaining guys, I crossed over to Tokyo via the black market.

The guy to catch in Tokyo is Akayama Ryuji. He is the head of Japan’s largest group of survivors, called Tokyo Shinsengumi.

Catch this bastard, beat him, and go to the Yowang selection contest.

******

“Come.”

Tsukuyomi’s apostle murmured.

He was able to sense the aura of Amaterasu’s priestess the moment she set foot on the Japanese islands.

It wasn’t precisely detected.

“Bright light.”

Saw the light Bright light as if facing the dawn.

“Hey! What are you talking about!”

“Came. Miscellaneous things from the Korean Peninsula are finally on this land.”

“You came? Ugh.”

Ryuji Akamoto frowned and cupped his head with one hand. His head was pounding. The troops sent to the black market did not return except for one, whether they were exterminated or all were captured.

Moreover, one of them was also infected with a strange parasite.

“Currure..! Come here aaaaa!!!! The lord of ten thousand horses!! You are here!!!”

The survivor, whose intestines had been replaced with the infected, shouted as he slammed the door of his incarceration. He was kept alive to see if he could extract some information, but he couldn’t get any information out of it.

“Where are you?”

“To Kyushu… Oh, no!!!”

“Why!?”

“It is gone.”

“What? No, those bastards… Where the hell are they coming from?”

The entrance they had already used to enter had already been destroyed. That’s why they didn’t even think that they could come to Tokyo right away.

Of course, the fact that Jo-Jun Jang had already taken one of these people out through the entrance there and made a door connected to the black market again at the entrance to the bathroom at the underground concert hall in Shinjuku…

This is a fact that only he and his entourage know.

“Aaaaah!!!!”

“What!?”

“To, Tokyo!!!!”

“This!!! Why!!!”

There was an emergency. Tokyo Shinsengumi began to gather in Minako-ku, where Tokyo Tower is located.

They do not know how strong the adversaries now approaching are. That’s why you can do your best.

If he had known what kind of a monster Zhang Jojun was, he would have given up before he even started fighting.

“And. What’s here dark.”

“I don’t know either. Maybe… This is the place where underground idols were active?”

Jojun Jang and his friends appeared in Shinjuku.

They left the concert hall underground, standing in a line like Japanese tourists.

Bang!!!!

Jang Jo-joon, who kicked the locked doorway and blew it away, told the people who came with him.

“This is my first trip to Japan. I need a guide.”

“Oh. It’s my first time too.”

“I’ve been twice…”

“No, Sora is someone who used to live here. Let Sora guide you.”

“Ah, yes!”

“Then let’s go collect the figures first.”

“A figure? Oppa, did you have a hobby like that?”

“I don’t really need it. I want to use it as the interior of a Japanese house I will make in Narak.”

“Ah~ I know how you feel.”

“Uh.. Emotions that are difficult to understand..”

Only Sora, the native, did not understand.

“Anyway, let’s go. This game starts from Aokigahara Forest.”

Jang Jo-jun did not recognize the survivors of Japan as his rivals.

The true battle begins with the sea of ​​Aokigahara.

The moment you enter the forest, you will be blown into the Yoma’s garden. The real goal was the selection of the monster king that was to take place there.

******

The first floor of the ruins of the Dark King.

“Whoa.”

Number 13 hung out his tongue at the scene unfolding before his eyes.

Traps doubled.

In addition to the traps originally installed inside the ruins, the forest keepers skillfully placed traps were added.

And these traps weren’t simply traps where a window came out, an arrow shot, or the floor collapsed.

‘Crazies… If you step on this…’

The inside and outside of the body are entangled.

“I’m going to fuck with making this.”

No. 13, who was extremely nervous, spat out curses at the trap the forest keepers had laid. Traps of the worst kind are laid everywhere.

It was as if the demons had carved a lot of curses into the basement of the black market.

‘Will it be okay as it is?’

No. 13 continued to go down.

She left Ella and Bella on the first floor.

She thought she couldn’t survive on Cheshire alone, so she left the two women behind.

Jillian and Jeong Ji-yeon had no fighting skills, so they had to have someone to protect them.

Jillian says she can’t fight properly unless she’s against a manma.

“…”

Soon after entering the second floor, Room 13 felt something. A very refined figure. Such minute tremors that she would never have noticed if she were a normal person.

‘Found.’

Number 13 hid in the shadows. She moves as it is. Like a snake slithering

Slowly. Carefully. She approached the place where she felt a presence. It was a very rational decision.

“This, what!!?”

Kwajak!

A veteran woodsman hunter lost his life.

In an instant, No. 13 rose from the shadows and pulled the forest keeper’s head, which had been assimilated into her surroundings, into the shadows by sticking close to the wall.

The forest keeper’s head was driven into the wall, leaving her body outside.

In an instant, the phase of the forest keeper’s head and the wall overlapped, and the forest keeper’s head exploded.

There wasn’t even a scratch on the wall.

Because, the ruins of the Dark King are specialized for those who deal with shadows. If the phases overlap, the building of the historical site always has the upper hand.

In a word, it was said that if you dragged in and released the shadow painting, the side that was dragged in would be crushed.

‘Whoa… It’s pretty good.’

No. 13 came out of the shadows and threw the forest keeper’s corpse into the wall. Then he untied his hand.

It’s been a long time since I’ve always fought in a state of madness, so I fought sober.

Even in a rational state, she didn’t think it was too bad.

Kwajik!!!

“This!!!”

And the moment she made that rational decision, an arrow from somewhere pierced her shoulder.

The forest keepers have found the target.

“Fuck.”

It’s challenging. Suffering is expected.

“Please, my God. Madness on me.”

She begged urgently.

It was too hopeless to fight sober. As expected, reason was useless in her battle.

Because when she’s mad, she’s four times stronger.