novelhk Chapter 253 Thunder Descends, Sin Deserves Punishment
Chapter 253 Thunder Descends, Sin Deserves Punishment
In the peaceful country, the sacred toilet of Jingguo.
The deafening noise and billowing dust plunged everyone into a deathly silence.
Gravel flew everywhere, and dust settled.
The massive stone monument that was once a "spiritual symbol" is now nothing but fragments.
"What... what's going on?"
"Is it divine retribution? It really is divine retribution!"
Whispers arose from the crowd.
Watanabe's body was stiff, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
He looked around in terror, as if searching for a safe place.
……
A temporary rest area next to the public toilet.
That is, the place where the security chief set an ambush, intending to capture Chen You and his group in one fell swoop.
At this moment, the courtyard was somewhat empty, with only Lin Miao standing five meters away from Chen You.
Chen You was surrounded by lightning, with purple lightning flashing around him.
Every arc of electricity carried an aura of destruction, scorching and distorting the surrounding air.
His figure appeared and disappeared amidst the lightning, like a god descending to earth.
Lin Miao was stunned.
She finally understood that Chen You's instant kill of more than ten security personnel was just a small test.
Now, this is the true power of the Divine Firmament Heavenly Thunder Orthodox Method.
She could feel the oppressive force contained within the thunder, a power powerful enough to crush all mortal objects.
"Is this... the true power of the Divine Firmament Heavenly Thunder Orthodox Method?" Lin Miao murmured to herself.
She couldn't help but imagine what a cataclysmic scene it would be when the real ultimate move was unleashed.
Her momentary lapse in concentration was fleeting; she quickly regained her senses, immediately adopting a protective stance and scanning her surroundings warily.
Although she felt that in the face of such power, her protection was completely unnecessary.
But this is her most important task right now.
Chen You turned his head and looked at Lin Miao.
His gaze, illuminated by lightning, was as deep as an ancient well.
The divine thunder strike was merely an appetizer.
The main course has just begun.
Chen You didn't know if he could use "Ruling the World".
What kind of impact will it have once it is used?
That's a mythical skill that directly affects the fate of a civilization. If used in reality, no one knows what the consequences would be.
If things go wrong, or even get out of his control, he can only wait and see if Lin Miao can interrupt him.
Lin Miao felt Chen You's gaze and nodded heavily, her slightly frail body standing as straight as a steel spear.
Chen You took a deep breath, and the lightning around him suddenly subsided.
The next instant, he transformed into a blinding purple bolt of lightning.
His speed was so fast that it seemed to break the sound barrier in an instant; before the air could even hiss, he had already disappeared from the courtyard.
boom!
The sonic boom arrived late, and the resulting airflow made Lin Miao's clothes flutter loudly.
In the blink of an eye, the purple light appeared directly above the Yasukuni Shrine.
The dark clouds that had already covered the sky were now even thicker, like ink being poured out.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared, churning deep within the clouds.
Chen You's figure reappeared, surrounded by endless purple lightning.
It looked like a bolt of lightning being constantly stretched, making it impossible to see its true form.
Behind him, dark clouds blotted out the sky, emitting a deep rumble, like the breath of an ancient god.
The people below were completely dumbfounded.
They've seen stunt flying before, and they've seen high-tech holographic projections before.
But what we are witnessing is a real burst of energy, a destructive force that is visible to the naked eye.
"What is that?"
"Is it real? Not special effects?"
"Could it be Amaterasu Omikami manifesting herself?" someone said in a trembling voice.
"Bullshit! Would Amaterasu use lightning to strike her own shrine?!" another person immediately retorted.
"This is...this is divine retribution! Divine retribution directed at the Kingdom of Wa!"
Watanabe raised his head somewhat stiffly.
When he saw the phantom of lightning in the sky, all his fear was instantly replaced by a twisted rage.
Fear stems from the unknown.
Now that the target has been identified, let's destroy it!
"Bastard! Bastard!" he roared hoarsely.
"This is provocation! This is naked war!"
He pointed at the lightning incarnation in the sky, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, and hysterically commanded, "Fire! Fire! Shoot that thing down! Shoot it down!"
The security personnel looked at each other, none of them daring to move.
That was no ordinary thing; it was a godlike phantom. Could the weapon in my hand possibly harm it?
"Idiots! You bunch of idiots!" Watanabe snatched a gun from a security guard and pointed it at the sky.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman.
However, the gun was trembling, and he couldn't aim at it at all.
Chen You stood in the air, his gaze coldly surveying everything below.
His mind involuntarily flashed through the various evil deeds committed by the country.
The injustice suffered by 300,000 souls beneath the walls of Nanjing, the blood and tears of the anti-Japanese guerrillas in the Northeast, and the countless families torn apart and people killed over fourteen years.
Those humiliating images and those bloody truths surged into my mind like a tide.
It's time for a reckoning!
In the end, all the hatred, all the anger, all the grief and indignation turned into a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth!
The dragon roared.
"roar--!"
This sound didn't seem like something a human could make.
It carries with it ancient lamentations, heavy sorrow, and overwhelming killing intent.
It seemed like a curse from the depths of the netherworld, or the tremors that shook the world at the beginning of creation.
No language or translation is needed.
Everyone who hears this roar, regardless of where they are, what language they speak, or what god they believe in.
They all seemed to feel the extreme hatred, penetrating deep into their souls.
They seemed to see it.
That was a scene of purgatory filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, an abyss of no return.
It was the cries of countless innocent civilians under the knife, and the towering flames that ignited on the ruins.
It is the sin of history, the scar of civilization!
The scene flashed by so quickly that it was impossible to grasp the details, yet it was unforgettable, as if I had experienced it myself.
"vomit!"
In the crowd, someone couldn't help but gag.
Some people turned pale and clutched their headaches, groaning.
But there is another group of people whose reaction is completely different.
They came here specifically to denounce the Prime Minister of Japan.
Previously, they had been blocked by the National Security Bureau at every level and were regarded as troublemakers.
But now, they only felt a ringing in their ears, and an indescribable resonance was awakened deep within their bodies.
Some people's eyes reddened, a result of years of suppressed hatred and grievances.
"It's not divine retribution!" a middle-aged Chinese man roared, his voice drowning out the whispers of the crowd.
"This is a judgment! It is the descent of the immortals of China, acting on behalf of Heaven!"
"Justice prevails! Retribution is inevitable!"
An elderly Korean woman nearby cried out, waving a national flag in her hand.
"Sinners will surely be punished!"
The condemnation has resurfaced, but this time it is no longer a powerless cry.
"No! No!" Watanabe's knees buckled and he collapsed to his knees.
He didn't want to listen, and covered his ears tightly with his hands, the bright red liquid seeping through his fingers.
"Stop him! Stop him!" he roared frantically.
The security personnel below, as if trying to suppress their fear and discomfort, finally pulled the trigger.
A hail of bullets shot towards the sacred yet terrifying figure in the air.
However, when the bullet approached within a meter of the lightning surrounding Chen You, it was instantly vaporized by an invisible force, leaving not even a trace.
Chen You ignored the futile resistance below.
With a thought, the "Heart of a Monarch" appeared on his palm.
"【Reign Supreme】"
"Bang!"
The heart of a monarch shattered instantly.
"【The World!】"