Chapter 71

It seemed his fundamental spirituality was at least still intact; if he were handed over to the [Association] for treatment, he might gradually recover his sanity within a few years.

But Qi Xing had some things he needed to ask him right now.

"What is your name?"

"Kenichi Sato."

"Do you have any resentment toward these places around here?" Qi Xing pointed to the surrounding red-light district, which was in complete disarray, and the collapsed high-end love hotel.

Mr. Sato trembled and replied in a flat, emotionless tone: "I've been working overtime for half a month. I'm very jealous of those guys who don't have to work overtime, have money, and can come to █ high-end women on weekdays."

"…" Qi Xing couldn't help but be speechless for a moment. "Just that?"

"Just that."

That's impossible, right? With that kind of resentment, let alone possessing a hotel building, you couldn't even blow out a candle.

If the bugs in this universe allowed such a small amount of jealousy and resentment to make a building jump up and kill people, I'm afraid this universe would have suffered a system crash long before Qi Xing transmigrated here; it would have been impossible to last until the 21st century.

After thinking for a moment, Qi Xing continued to ask: "Has anything strange happened recently?"

"Yes," Sato's eyelids twitched. "There was a voice… saying in my ear… [Go rob, take the money and the good women, take them all]…"

What?

"And then it said…" he continued to answer in that monotonous voice, "[Let me fulfill the desires in your heart]…"

Ugh.

Now even an idiot could see that there was something fishy about this.

The routine felt a bit familiar. Qi Xing immediately tapped his shadow and called the devil out. "Sasa, it's not you causing trouble again, is it?"

"Huh?"

The Loli Evil God, being treated as a criminal suspect, was instead confused.

"I've been hiding in the shadow all day watching your dating jokes, where would I find the spare time for that?"

"Besides, what kind of crap is this desire, like a rat in the sewer picking up trash others have discarded? Don't you dare insult my aesthetic sense like that!"

"If you want me to cause trouble, at the very least, it would have to be a desire like capturing all the virgins in the world for a wine-soaked, debauched paradise to be worth it, right?"

Sasa's shadow was visible to Elaine this time, and upon hearing the devil's words, she couldn't help but raise her guard. "Devil, don't you get arrogant."

Qi Xing, however, shook his head. "Don't be like that, Elaine. Sasa actually has a point."

Having spent this time with the Loli Evil God, Qi Xing had gained some understanding of the personality of Samael, this Dark Creator.

She despised her own creations, especially those mediocre people who constrained their own will, and looked down on those who didn't even dare to dream, or dare to dream big.

Conversely, if someone dared to dream, dared to display their inner ambition or desire nakedly, dared to admit and carry out their own desires, and didn't use hypocritical morality to restrict their desires—even if they were also her creations, even if they were just clay dolls she had pinched together—Samael would still lift her eyelids slightly and give such people a little bit of genuine appreciation.

[The desire to capture all the virgins in the world for a wine-soaked, debauched paradise] is indeed her minimum requirement; after all, this kind of desire isn't actually very creative… She prefers people with creativity.

Finding some random darkness of the soul that anyone might have, blowing it up into a monster, having a meaningless rampage, getting defeated by a hero within ten minutes, with no one dying and not even a house broken in the end—this is certainly something Samael could easily do, but it is not something she would do.

And if someone could perform the deeds of a false god, but it wasn't something a false god would want to do, then…

"Is it really the [Silver Coin Messenger] again?"

Qi Xing and Elaine looked at each other, both thinking of this immediately.

However, Sasa shook her head. "I guarantee that within a thousand miles, there is absolutely no second [Silver Coin Messenger]."

She dared to use red text to declare the Truth of this statement.

If that was the case, then who on earth, and for what reason, could do such a thing?

—

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Driving from Aomori City to Shingo Village is only about 80 kilometers, and that's counting the winding country roads, not the straight-line distance.

The straight-line distance from the Jingo Family to Aomori City is actually only 50 kilometers. At Qi Xing's combat flight speed, it would only take two minutes to fly this distance.

One might ask, Jingo Rin, who could fight back and forth with 70-80% of Qi Xing's power, sensing the astonishing evil energy coming from Aomori City, manifesting her six flaming wings, and flying from home to the scene—about how long would that take?

—And again, ask yourself, if you knew in advance that she would do this, and knew her flight speed, then would ambushing and intercepting her halfway… be a difficult task?

Her six wings spread wide, Jingo Rin transformed into a meteor-like glowing light, flying out from her home and heading straight for Aomori City.

Tonight, she was dressed in that delinquent school leader style from the first time Qi Xing saw her. Her black hair was dyed golden yellow, and she wore a dark blue high school uniform; her golden-red figure cut a dazzling trajectory through the night sky.

Her target was straight for the city center, flying toward that place where the evil energy was surging, where the love hotel had stood up to attack people and also █ █ other buildings.

However, just as she was about to cross the edge of Aomori City and fly over the industrial area—

A silver light suddenly bloomed from between the buildings, silent and shooting forth!

It was an arrow.

It was the cold radiance of moonlight, pulled into a line, condensed into an arrow, like a strike shot by an ancient god of the firmament.

It was as if the entire bright light of the full moon had been drained by this one arrow, transforming into a lethal projectile, faster than sound, faster than a bullet, impossibly fast!

In high-speed flight, changing direction to dodge was impossible.

Jingo Rin's eyes narrowed slightly, her six wings retracted abruptly, and the red flaming wings instantly transformed into a barrier of black flames, wrapping her within it.

BOOM!!!

The Moonlight Arrow collided with the flame shield; the cold white moonlight and the hot dark divine fire clashed, suddenly tearing the night sky into a mirage of alternating day and night, shattering the silence of the industrial area.

Despite being caught off guard, despite being ambushed, Rin's six-winged flame shield still managed to withstand the arrow!

But this long-prepared sneak attack was enough to shake her figure.

She had lost her speed, and her wings were broken. Her figure, like a burning meteor, crashed down!

BAM!

The corrugated iron roof was pierced through, steel beams snapped, dust and smoke shot into the sky; the descent of the divine child shattered an entire abandoned factory. The building collapsed with a roar, steel bars twisted and broke, broken walls and rubble piled up like a mountain, and the rising dust almost obscured the night.

The next second, a burst of flames exploded from the pile of rubble.

The scorching airflow rolled, blasting away all the steel plates and bricks pressing down on top. Immediately after, a figure straightened up from the ruins. The remaining two flaming wings flapped, burning away the dust and debris clinging to her body.

Jingo Rin stepped out of the collapsed factory, unscathed. The crimson flames illuminated her cold face, and her sky-blue pupils burned with an increasingly intense fury.

Without a moment's hesitation, she looked up, her gaze already sweeping toward the direction where the ambusher was hiding.

"Moonlight Arrow?"

Before her voice even faded, an even more ruthless next round of attacks had already struck!

"I humbly invoke the deities of Takamagahara: East guards purity, South exorcises with fire, West suppresses misfortune, North seals! Gods, hear my command, disperse all evil, exorcise all malignity!"

A clear, beautiful woman's voice rang out from the darkness.

Cyan, red, white, black—four spiritual talismans manifested from the night, flying through the air.

As if manifesting a divine realm in the mortal world, they occupied the four directions of East, South, West, and North, their spiritual light intertwining to faintly form a barrier, attempting to lock down Rin's movements.

At the same time, another girl charged out from the ambush point!

She held a katana crackling with electric light, bursting with a series of thunderclaps, her figure turning into a speeding blue-and-white bolt of lightning. Without a word, she charged toward Rin, who was surrounded by the talismans, and slashed her katana down at Rin's shoulder!

The katana hadn't arrived yet, but the killing intent was sharp; the violent electric arcs on her body had already distorted the surrounding air, as if she were the incarnation of a storm god!

But Rin did not panic.

Facing the fury of the thunder, she only raised her eyes coldly. Her sky-blue pupils were like the vast sky, reflecting the incoming lightning.

The thunder-blade girl's attack was as fast as a storm; the katana, wrapped in electric light, danced like a blue snake—drawing, sheathing, changing moves; the continuous onslaught surpassed the limits of human eyes, leaving trails of lightning, like countless bolts of lightning weaving into a net, pressing down on Rin like a violent rainstorm.

But Rin resolved it with just one hand.

Raising her hand, she traced an arc with her sword fingers, condensing sword qi; with a casual movement, she parried the storm. The raging fire cut through the air, bringing with it a scorching vortex; thunder and fire clashed violently in an instant, exploding with a roar!

At the critical moment, lightning flashed beneath the thunder-blade girl's feet, and she instantly changed position. The katana switched from a slash to a thrust, aiming straight for Rin's throat!

But Rin didn't even move her feet, only lightly swiping her sword fingers. Red lotus flames swirled in layers, condensing at her fingertips. She didn't retreat; instead, she met the incoming blade light and tapped into the air.

The power of thunder and fire collided again, the shockwave sweeping through the surroundings, the ground shattering violently. The deserted night factory seemed to be enveloped in a chaotic tornado, instantly suffering ruthless devastation.

Rin's sword fingers tapped the katana. The thunder-blade girl only felt the katana in her hand being violently knocked away by an incomparably scorching force; the electric arcs were instantly swallowed by the crimson flames, and she herself was forced to retreat several steps!

Almost at the same time, four streaks of black flame sword qi erupted from under Rin's feet, shooting into the sky! The talismans floating in mid-air were immediately swallowed by the black flames, turning into ashes and scattering.

When sparring with Qi Xing, Rin hadn't drawn her sword, not just because it was only a spar.

But also because she was seventeen, had studied martial arts for only ten years, and had already gradually entered the realm of [No Sword].

Taking advantage of the thunder-blade girl's retreat, Rin's sky-blue pupils swept around, taking in most of the attackers.

First, that archer who was still hiding somewhere, who had shot the Moonlight Arrow at her, was still a hidden card with full threat potential.

Next, in the distance visible to the naked eye, stood a Shrine Maiden in white. However, she wasn't wearing the stereotypical red-and-white shrine maiden outfit, but a jūnihitoe—a luxurious kimono like that of an ancient Japanese princess, embroidered with brilliant golden thread decorations, and surrounded by thin gauze like a celestial maiden's raiment, moving without any wind.

She had beautiful long white hair and was holding a bronze mirror the size of a human head in her arms.

Finally, of course, was the thunder-blade girl right in front of her.

Looking like a female samurai, she held an odachi equal to her height, wearing armor resembling ancient heavy armor, but without a helmet on her head, just a long black ponytail; she didn't wear a cuirass on her chest, not even tassets, just roughly wrapping her chest with bandages. Her shoulders were equipped with oddly shaped large sleeves, decorated with cloud patterns and tomoe patterns.

By the way, this samurai girl was not only ten centimeters shorter than Jingo Rin. The difference in their figures was as huge as a plain versus Mount Fuji. This is the gap! How terrifying!

The Moonlight Arrow with no visible source, the Shrine Maiden holding a bronze mirror, and then the warrior holding the thunder-blade…

Rin raised her eyebrows and finally asked: "Who are you people?"

"We are those who hunt the heritage of the Black God."

The Shrine Maiden holding the bronze mirror answered. Her speech was very elegant, and her appearance matched her temperament.

"Shrine Maiden of the Black God, Lady Jingo Rin."

"Please come with us, so that we do not need to take your life."

It was just a pity that what she said almost made Rin laugh with anger.

Black God? What is the Black God?

Rin decided to ignore this for now.

"What do you call yourselves?"

She asked.

The white-clothed Shrine Maiden replied with a slight smile: "Please call me Ise. That one is my younger sister; just call her Gion."

The samurai girl holding the odachi frowned, but didn't retort.

"Alright, Miss Ise."

So Rin also smiled,

"First, using the Moonlight Arrow to snipe, and being able to break my fire wings—your skill is not bad."

"Then the sealing technique and the thunder-blade—[No need to hurt me]?"

Between her words, Rin's face revealed that… expression like a large carnivorous animal,

"—Who are you three scumbags trying to fool?"

In her smile, true fury finally ignited.

Rin was no longer pretending to be polite, because she no longer cared to pretend. Her fury was like a volcanic eruption, like the karmic fire churning in a gale, devouring the night, illuminating the surroundings in red.

Her long hair danced behind her accompanied by heatwaves; the golden color from the hair dye was burned away by the flames, revealing her original pitch-black long hair.

The air was burning, and even the steel of the surrounding factories was faintly glowing red; the heatwaves surged, suffocating.

"This aura…"

The samurai girl looked at the blazing flames, the corners of her mouth slightly lifted, revealing a fighting spirit eager to try,

"This [Tyrant of Aomori], is even more exaggerated than I imagined."

073: Tyrant-type Girl

[Tyrant of Aomori], this of course refers to Jingo Rin.

But, why a female tyrant?

Is it just because she dresses up as a delinquent girl every night, wandering all over Aomori, beating up bad guys and evil spirits?