# 675
Chapter 676: Supreme Evil Kurotetsu
"Look!"
"The… the Pure Land… has been cut open!"
"Are they insane?! That's the [Pure Land]! Who did this?"
"Gods above, please forgive the evil deeds of mankind…"
"The Oracle Envoy will be furious…"
"…"
Everyone in Tokyo witnessed this blade that severed the [Pure Land]. They, their parents, their grandparents, had never seen anything like this. It filled them with unprecedented rage and fear!
At the same time, electronic screens across all of Japan flickered!
A wanted poster simultaneously filled every screen. It showed a middle-aged man with three scars on his face, dressed in a sequined suit, his expression grim, his eyes flickering with cold murderous intent. He stood in the rain, four long swords hanging from his waist.
Crimson-black warning bands surrounded him, flashing at an alarming frequency. Above his head, two blood-red characters floated, the brushstrokes revealing savage fury:
—[EXTREME EVIL]!
[Extreme Evil Unpardonable] wanted criminal, Yuzuri Kurotetsu!
No reward amount, no informant bounty. All citizens who see him are obligated to report upward. Those who conceal his whereabouts will also be executed without mercy. Such was the power of the [Extreme Evil] wanted order.
At the roadside's edge, Yuzuri Kurotetsu gripping the [Black Rope] raised his head to look at the screen across the street. A mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"[Extreme Evil], huh…"
At the edge of the silver disc in the sky, four figures dove from the high altitudes, plummeting toward Yuzuri Kurotetsu's position.
The four remaining Oracle Envoys of the [Pure Land], all deployed.
"My mission is complete. Now, it's up to you…" His eyes gazed at the floating disc in the air as he murmured to himself.
Yuzuri Kurotetsu sheathed the [Black Rope] and placed his hand on the hilt of the snow-white long sword, slowly drawing it…
Three of the Nine Magatsu Blades, [Thousand Cranes].
The next moment, Yuzuri Kurotetsu's form scattered into countless paper cranes, riding the falling rain upward, flying toward another direction in the city.
The four Oracle Envoys, carrying terrifying might, followed closely behind!
The paper cranes moved extremely fast. By the time they reconverged, they had arrived at the outskirts of Tokyo. Yuzuri Kurotetsu's form materialized within the paper cranes. He turned back, gazing at the four figures that had landed around him one after another.
"[Extreme Evil] level wanted criminal, Yuzuri Kurotetsu." The black-robed First Oracle Envoy spoke slowly. "We represent the gods in executing divine punishment…"
"You represent the gods?" Yuzuri Kurotetsu sneered. "What right do you have to represent the gods? Where are the gods? I don't see them!"
The Oracle Envoys' eyes narrowed, fury appearing on their faces.
"I don't care whether your so-called messengers of god are real or fake. I don't care." Yuzuri Kurotetsu placed both hands on the hilts at his waist, speaking slowly but resolutely. "Today, I will definitely bring my son back."
"Arrogant fool."
BOOM—!!
Five figures collided on the barren earth with terrifying force, the sweeping shockwave instantly turning everything around them to dust, scattering into nothing!
…
Osaka.
Kurosatsu Group Building.
Lin Qiye stood by the massive floor-to-ceiling window, watching the flickering electronic screens that filled the entire city below. Every screen displayed nothing but Yuzuri Kurotetsu's [Extreme Evil] wanted poster, the crimson glow almost consuming half the sky.
"Seems like the fight has started over there." Amemiya Haruki walked to his side and said.
"Yeah, counting the three Oracle Envoys we handled here, Uncle Kyosuke will have to face four Oracle Envoys alone…"
"Even if he has four Magatsu Blades, he might not win." Amemiya Haruki's eyes showed worry. "After all, two fists are no match for four hands. No matter how strong he is, he's still just one person."
"Why didn't you go with him? Wasn't destroying the [Pure Land] also your goal?"
"I wanted to go with him…" Amemiya Haruki sighed. "Last night I told him, if he didn't let me go with him, I wouldn't lend him the [Rainfall Collapse]…"
"And then?"
"Then he used illusion to switch out my [Rainfall Collapse]. By the time I realized, all I had in my hand was a rolling pin."
"…" Lin Qiye couldn't help but say, "He's your elder. It's natural that he doesn't want you to go into danger with him."
"Say, do you really have a way to remotely recall those blades?" Amemiya Haruki asked, puzzled. "If those four blades fall into the Oracle Envoys' hands, our Magatsu Blade faction will be completely finished."
"Rest assured, I left formations on all four blades. When the time约定的 time with Uncle Kyosuke arrives, I can retrieve them."
Lin Qiye spoke with composure.
Last night, before Uncle Kyosuke left, he specifically asked Lin Qiye to place summoning formations on all four blades. That way, even if something happened to him, the blades wouldn't fall into the Oracle Envoys' hands. This agreement's deadline was precisely eight o'clock tomorrow morning.
If Uncle Kyosuke succeeded and rescued his son, he would definitely contact Lin Qiye before eight o'clock tomorrow morning.
If not… that would mean he had failed.
Hearing Lin Qiye's tone so certain, Amemiya Haruki felt relieved.
"Hm?"
Suddenly, Lin Qiye seemed to sense something, looking疑惑ly at the floor-to-ceiling window beside him.
"What's wrong?"
"Did you just see something flash past in the reflection?" Lin Qiye asked uncertainly.
Amemiya Haruki turned to look at the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him. The glass reflected their mirror images—empty, nothing strange.
"No, are your eyes playing tricks on you?" Amemiya Haruki asked.
Lin Qiye frowned slightly. He gazed seriously at this massive window, as if pondering something…
…
[Pure Land].
"Jiang Er, how's your invasion of the [Pure Land] system going?" An Qingyu stood by the window, watching the successive explosions erupting at Tokyo's edge, pushing up her glasses as she asked.
"The [Pure Land]'s artificial intelligence 'Haduki' is rather weak against my abilities. After all the Oracle Envoys left, there's nothing left here that can limit me." Jiang Er's voice came through the Bluetooth earpiece. "Now, I've obtained 82% control over the [Pure Land]."
"What about the Level 0 Laboratory? Have you obtained the highest authority?"
"Yes." Jiang Er's voice paused. "I've opened access permissions to all routes leading to the Level 0 Laboratory. We can go anytime."
An Qingyu nodded, straightened her white research coat, and turned to walk toward the end of the corridor.
"Let's go. Let me pay a visit to this… artificial god."