One after another, the members of the Blade Breakers department entered the City Hall Building's main entrance.
The burly, fierce-looking leader was shouting through a loudspeaker, telling the civil servants inside the City Hall Building not to panic and to come out one by one.
A scene similar to the original plot unfolded before Kurozawa's eyes.
The only difference was that this time, he was present, and the Blade Breakers department's forces had been significantly increased.
In his view, over a dozen armed helicopters approached from a distance, surrounding all sides of the City Hall Building.
They likely suspected Kurozawa was hiding inside, so they were extremely cautious.
Looking further down the street, some cold steel behemoths were slowly driving forward, their weight almost overwhelming the road, their thick, grotesque cannons aimed at the City Hall Building.
"Guessing I'm here, it seems they're determined to kill or capture me in one go."
Kurozawa thought to himself.
At the same time, the Blade Breakers department had begun their operation.
Everyone inside came downstairs and gathered on the first floor.
Kurozawa glanced at Hirokawa: "Aren't you going? Their detection methods can't detect your identity. If you blend in and leave, there might be a glimmer of hope."
Hirokawa shook his head and said, "Forget it, I have no way out."
"It's fine for it to end this way, I'm not afraid of death."
"I just want to see how you handle the current situation."
Kurozawa nodded, withdrew his gaze, and said, "Then just wait and see."
According to Kurozawa's previous instructions, all the Parasitic Organisms in the City Hall Building remained still, gathered on the upper floors, unlike in the original plot where they foolishly lined up obediently at the beginning.
Now, the people gathered on the first floor were all humans who didn't understand what was happening.
Some were obedient, while others were naturally dissatisfied.
A plump, middle-aged man who seemed to hold a high position stood up and glared at the Blade Breakers soldiers maintaining order.
"What do you want? Are you rebelling?"
"Surrounding the City Hall Building with so many people, is it really because a criminal has infiltrated?"
"Don't treat everyone like fools!"
"You have no right to do this!"
After shouting, he snorted coldly and strode towards the entrance, looking imposing.
A small team leader stepped forward and indifferently blocked him, saying, "Please cooperate with our work."
The dark muzzle of his gun was already raised, aimed directly at the imposing middle-aged man's head.
"Get out of the way!"
The middle-aged man paid no attention, not believing that the other party would actually shoot him directly.
But the moment he ignored the warning and took a step forward, the next second...
*Boom!* A deafening gunshot roared.
In the middle-aged man's disbelieving eyes, his head instantly exploded, red and white splattering everywhere. The other civil servants around him were all stunned, staring in fear at the fully armed soldiers nearby.
"Everyone, I will emphasize this again."
"Please cooperate with our work."
The small team leader repeated coldly, then waved his hand and said, "Continue, leave here one by one."
The civil servants lined up and passed through the detection equipment set up in the Black and White Card truck compartments.
To the surprise of the personnel inside, there wasn't a single Parasitic Organism. After everyone gathered on the first floor left, they still didn't find any Parasitic Organisms present.
Immediately after, instructions were given from the upper levels.
The leader looked up at the towering City Hall Building, then ordered the Blade Breakers members to search each floor team by team.
Kurozawa, who was looking down from above, noticed their movements.
At the same time, an armed helicopter flew to the top floor. The pilot's eyes, through the large floor-to-ceiling window, saw Kurozawa's appearance.
The pilot was slightly startled.
But before he could react, on the opposite side, Kurozawa had already slightly bent his body, his muscles bulging.
*Snap!* The ground shattered, and spiderweb-like cracks radiated outwards.
Kurozawa's body, carrying a violent momentum, instantly smashed through the floor-to-ceiling window. His right leg, horizontal in mid-air, was like a missile, directly lunging towards the armed helicopter.
Destructive Kill - Leg Style - Crown First Cut! This move was originally used to deal with swordsmen, a kick to shatter the opponent's head. What result would it have against an armed helicopter? The light of Fighting Spirit attached to his leg was dazzling.
The pilot originally intended to press the button and open fire directly, shooting Kurozawa down from the air.
But suddenly, he felt a trance. His body was affected by Kurozawa's Mental Power, slowing down his actions by several beats.
Thus, his right leg, like steel poured and forged, powerfully shattered the cabin door and kicked the pilot out from the other side with one leg.
In mid-air, he had already lost his life, just a corpse.
Kurozawa, who had just finished his flying kick, rested one hand on the edge of the shattered cabin door, his black hair whipping in the wind.
At the same time, the attack helicopter, now pilotless, wobbled and tilted, crashing into the City Hall Building.
One second later.
*CRASH!* Layers of glass shattered.
The attack helicopter slammed directly into the side of the building. The towering City Hall Building shook violently for a moment, and the shattered glass rained down, falling onto the crowd below and leaving many small cuts on their bodies.
"What!"
People looked up, seeing the shocking scene.
Immediately after, a black dot emerged from the edge of the building, which was covered in flames and debris.
His clothes were still burning, his body engulfed in flames, like a demon from hell, plummeting from the sky.
Kurozawa landed on a Black and White Card.
The moment his feet touched the sheet metal roof of the truck, it was immediately dented inward.
Immediately after, the Blade Breakers soldiers, who had recovered from their shock, raised their guns and fired at him. The squads who had just entered the building rushed out and unleashed their firepower on Kurozawa.
Meanwhile, amidst this dense barrage, blossoms of blood burst from Kurozawa's body, but as soon as these blood blossoms left him, they returned as if they had a life of their own, and his injuries instantly healed.
Kurozawa could predict the trajectory of the enemy's attacks using Fighting Spirit Perception, but he couldn't easily dodge them at will.
He suddenly swung his left hand.
Over a dozen Flesh Tentacles with Metal Blades instantly deformed and, in a flash, slashed out a sky full of afterimages.
For any Blade Breakers soldier within forty meters of Kurozawa, a cold light flashed across their bodies the moment the Metal Blades swung.
By the time they reacted, they were already decapitated, lying in pools of blood.
*BOOM!* Kurozawa's eyebrows twitched.
Just as he adopted a dodging stance, his body was engulfed by a burst of flames and blasted dozens of meters away, smashing through layers of guardrails.
He had been directly hit by a shell.
With modern armed vehicles like tanks, the precision of their shells far exceeded that of the most skilled snipers.
Kurozawa stood up, half of his body gone.
He looked at the heavy tanks rolling slowly on their treads, and let out a wry laugh.
"They've truly given up on any pretense. Attack helicopters, tanks, a large number of soldiers, all appearing in the city."
The enemy's resolve to eliminate Kurozawa was very firm.
If this were before, facing such an intense siege by a modern army, Kurozawa would have been suppressed to the point of being unable to breathe, his body endlessly destroyed, making it difficult to move.
Just like now.
*BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!* Shells, guided by complex navigation and positioning, struck Kurozawa's location with extreme precision the moment they left the cannon barrel.
At this point, seeing Kurozawa being overwhelmed by firepower.
The attack helicopters circling in the air also began to unleash Metal Blades, giving him no chance to struggle or regenerate.
In such a situation, Kurozawa, whose body was shattered again and again, showed no fear.
He closed his eyes, letting his body be blown to a pulp by the artillery fire.
The next second, a visible wave of ripples, passing through the heavy artillery fire, rapidly spread outwards from Kurozawa as the center.
This was a mental attack he had comprehended.
Indeed, Mental Power couldn't be used for effective attacks by manipulating objects, but it could easily penetrate obstacles and affect the fragile human brain.
Kurozawa had initially underestimated the function of his own Mental Power.
Furthermore, he had found the correct way to use the Power of Despair.
Condensing it into a Pitch-Black Aura to enchant? That was the most basic usage.
All the humans affected by the mental wave paused slightly, then stopped their artillery barrage and fell to the ground one after another.
Thus, the battlefield, which had been filled with thunderous noise and smoke one second before, fell into an eerie silence the next.
Only a dozen or so attack helicopters in the air spun and crashed in various places, turning into twisted flames with explosive sounds.
"Against individuals much weaker than me, using Mental Power for area attacks is very effective."
Clusters of flesh and blood gathered, quickly outlining a human form.
Kurozawa stood naked on the somewhat bizarre battlefield.
Then, he raised his head, his gaze penetrating space, and met Hirokawa's eyes.
On the top floor, Hirokawa's face was filled with shock.
He never imagined that such a large-scale Blade Breakers army would instantly fall silent and perish.
Kurozawa's gaze swept around, then fixed on the area within the building where the Parasitic Organisms were gathered.
"If not now, when?"
He let out a loud, long roar.
At the same time, a surge of mental power shot into the sky, drawing the attention of countless Parasitic Organisms, both those in the City Hall Building and those scattered throughout the surrounding cities.
They all looked up simultaneously, gazing in Kurozawa's direction.
Inside the City Hall Building, approximately forty Parasitic Organisms were gathered.
They exchanged glances, then one after another, revealed their Metal Blades.
Puff, puff, puff. One after another, headless bodies fell. The main bodies of these Parasitic Organisms crashed through the glass, grew fleshy wings in mid-air, and in various grotesque forms, swooped towards Kurozawa's body.
Kurozawa spread his arms, his eyes slightly closed, a smile on his face.
One by one, the Parasitic Organisms entered his body, and his bloody muscle mass suddenly swelled, forming a scarlet meat mass with a diameter of over ten meters centered around Kurozawa.
On this scarlet meat mass, composed entirely of tough-as-iron bloody muscles, eyes drifted about, and mouths opened and closed incessantly, filled with sharp teeth.
When all forty-plus Parasitic Organisms had entered his body,
Kurozawa's body had expanded to a diameter of about fifteen meters.
The surface of the meat mass was covered in Flesh Tentacles armed with Metal Blades. These Flesh Tentacles weren't waving wildly but were distributed quietly everywhere.
All the Potential Points were consumed and added to Intelligence again.
The mental waves emanating from Kurozawa were astonishingly powerful.
"Come to me!"
He sent out a summoning sound.
In the brains of the Parasitic Organisms that saw his mental light pillar, Kurozawa's voice simultaneously resonated, and they were drawn in.
Their heads deformed, and in Flesh Tentacle form, they swung through the city like Spider-Man, rapidly moving towards Kurozawa's location.
Meanwhile, Kurozawa infused the Power of Despair into the mental waves, once again emitting ripples that spread wildly outwards from him.
Nearby, the Blade Breakers soldiers from the previous wave who had been swept over by the mental waves and fallen to the ground, suddenly stood up again under the influence of this mental fluctuation.
From a distance, they seemed unchanged.
But upon closer inspection, one would notice that in their pupils, two Pitch-Black Flames seemed to be surging and burning.
"Go forth and harvest potential for me!"
The true use of the Power of Despair was to destroy the enemy's spirit and turn them into affiliated beasts.
The people they killed would also be counted as Kurozawa's spoils, because they were essentially Kurozawa's limbs, extensions of Kurozawa's will.
After the command was issued, these beasts roared.
Their eyes were filled with madness, but they still retained the knowledge they had before.
Thus, the heavy tanks started moving again, driving towards the unsealed areas. Beastly creatures, formerly Blade Breakers soldiers, armed with firearms and with physical abilities far exceeding normal humans, followed closely behind the heavy tanks.
In the distance, at the extreme boundary of the mental waves, some people who had been swept over by the mental waves carrying the Power of Despair cried out in agony for a while, and then strange Pitch-Black Flames ignited in their eyes.
They stared at the normal people, roared, and pounced.
Knocking them down, getting close, eyes meeting at close range.
The normal humans were initially terrified, but very quickly, the terror vanished, and Pitch-Black Flames also ignited in their eyes, as they were assimilated into Despair Beasts.
At the location of the City Hall Building.
From time to time, a Parasitic Organism would pounce into the scarlet meat mass he had transformed into.
As the beasts spread and radiated outwards, the Potential Points they gained accumulated rapidly, like rising water.
However, the Potential Points provided by each individual were gradually decreasing.
Soon, it took close to a hundred people to provide Kurozawa with just one point of Potential.
To accumulate ten thousand Potential Points to fuse the Immortal Body and the Parasyte Body, it would be impossible without turning the entire city's population into potential.
Just a few days later.
The entire Higashi Fukuyama City had become a dead zone.
After thoroughly harvesting the city's police stations and armories, the fully armed beasts, with Pitch-Black Flames burning in their eyes, were driving vehicles and already spreading towards other cities.
This speed was even faster than a plague.
Japan's borders had now been sealed off, and other countries had cut off all traffic with Japan, solely to contain this beast on this island nation.
The beasts' eyes were filled with madness, but they also possessed intelligence and retained their past experiences. It was as if they had abandoned everything, single-mindedly and with all their blood and lives, solely for the purpose of spreading despair like mad humans.
All countries on this planet were closely watching this place and urgently discussing various countermeasures.
To maintain this level of spread, Kurozawa needed an incredibly powerful mental will.
At this moment, at the desolate and isolated location of the City Hall Building.
A giant nearly sixty meters tall, covered all over in metallic bone armor with scarlet blood vessels showing through the gaps, was sitting cross-legged, his eyes tightly closed.
The sense of oppression emanating from him was like a raging tsunami. Just sitting there, he was like a sun, able to attract all gazes, yet making people dare not look directly at him.
Kurozawa felt the mountain-shattering power within him, his face expressionless.
His perception grew stronger.
The giant opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.
His gaze pierced through space, vượt qua layers of obstacles, and seemed to see the satellites outside the planet.
This fierce gaze was seen by the supreme leaders of various countries at the same time, and their faces all turned pale.
On an encrypted satellite channel, important leaders from various countries gathered in a video conference, urgently discussing various countermeasures.
"In just a few days, a city has become a dead city!"
"If they continue to spread like this, our human civilization will be reduced to ashes!"
"And that monster is still growing."
"Nobody knows his limit."
The US Secretary of Defense had a heavy expression.
He slammed the table, "There is only one solution now, nuclear weapons!"
"Let nuclear weapons cleanse these terrifying beasts!"
The Russian Minister of Defense raised his hand in agreement, "Our country can provide Big Ivan for free."
"The US has experience, so let the US carry it out."
Japan became anxious, angered, and objected, "There are still large numbers of citizens who haven't evacuated. Do you want to become sinners in human history?"
"Send fighter jets, use all available armed forces, and try that monster again."
The person in charge calmly said, "Anyone who approaches within a dozen kilometers of him is instantly turned into a beast by that ripple sweep."
"If you don't want him to get a batch of beasts that can control fighter jets and spread the war across oceans, I suggest you don't do this."
Japan, seeing the surprisingly unified opinions of the major powers, all had ashen faces.
"Then what do you suggest?" someone asked.
"The US proposal is very good. Our country can reimburse half of the cost and share the expenses with the Russian Federation."
The Japanese representative was about to protest, but was directly kicked out of the group chat.
Half a day later, the operational meeting concerning the fate of humanity ended.
Immediately after, some time later, a Big Ivan from the Russian Federation, codenamed [Fat Man], was sent to a US nuclear weapons launcher, and its target was already locked onto Japan.
At this moment, Kurozawa suddenly felt a pang of unease.
He looked down at his current body.
A body of blood-red muscles far harder than steel, seventy meters tall, like a small mountain, a terrifying physique that could easily defeat Ultraman.
"What could make me feel threatened?"
Kurozawa pondered for a moment and quickly got the answer.
"Nuclear weapons, and large-yield nuclear weapons."
Now, Kurozawa had a deep understanding of the Immortal Body. He knew deeply that the Immortal Body also had limits.
Being attacked by a terrifying weapon like a nuclear bomb that could destroy everything, he was very likely to die.
"But so what?"
Kurozawa looked up at the sky and smiled slightly.
He had already accumulated enough Power of Despair to travel between worlds. With the World Seed enveloping his soul, death meant it was time to go to the next world.
In his field of vision, a small black dot rapidly grew from far to near.
It was a missile with a surging tail flame, two meters in diameter and over ten meters long, its size far exceeding ordinary missiles.
Whoosh! Kurozawa focused his mind, his eyes fixed on this imposing missile that was tearing through the clouds and air.
He crouched down, pulled back his right fist, and his entire body's muscles surged and rippled as if alive. His Strength layered upon itself, finally converging on his fist.
The next second, before the nuclear weapon had even fallen, Kurozawa proactively swung his fist.
Boom! His massive body erupted, causing an earthquake-like roar. The ground caved in and sank under the impact of the recoil.
Kurozawa's body was like a meteor rising against the sky, like a white rainbow piercing the sun.
Through the eyes of the satellites, human high-ranking officials held their breath, watching this terrifying man who was actively swinging his fist at the nuclear bomb.
In the silent atmosphere, under everyone's unwavering gaze, Kurozawa's fist and the nuclear bomb collided.
Bang! An endless flash of light suddenly appeared. Even through the screen, everyone watching saw only a blinding white light, their eyes stinging.
After the flash, a huge fireball rose slowly.
It was as if a second sun appeared in mid-air, radiating endless brilliant light and heat.
Kurozawa's body, like a tall building, was instantly swallowed by it.
Immediately after, the 'sun' began to spread rapidly, reaching the ground.
Houses, shops, buildings, vehicles on the ground... rocks, soil, minerals, metals underground... everything was swallowed by the brilliant fireball, and then turned into rolling smoke and dust rising together.
The material density at the epicenter of the nuclear explosion surged accordingly.
Among it, Kurozawa's face was distorted, and he let out a silent roar.
His entire body of flesh and blood suffered heavy damage in an instant. At this moment, even his body, whose hardness was many times greater than metal steel, was melting at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The Parasitic Organism cells constantly transformed, driven by a powerful mind, changing into tens of millions of forms every second, attempting to find a way to isolate the nuclear blast's lethality.
The merged Parasyte Body and Immortal Body were fully unleashed, but with each second that passed, Kurozawa's vitality plummeted.
At the same time, a dark-colored mushroom cloud appeared, with endless dust churning within it. The sky was obscured, and the true sun was behind the dust.
The nuclear explosion's intense sun seemed to be the only light source in this space.
A few seconds later, the high-temperature, high-pressure 'sun' expanded again, swallowing swathes of land and evaporating rivers.
Then, a series of explosive sounds rang out, and the surrounding air matter was rapidly compressed.
Due to the drastic change in air, waves of ultra-high pressure air shocks spread outward at supersonic speeds.
Buildings and vehicles outside the explosion's center were thrown away by the ensuing shockwave. Towering skyscrapers collapsed and toppled, as if the sky and earth were falling apart.
Islands belonging to Japan were engulfed by the nuclear weapon's power. Hundreds of kilometers away, the shockwave still had residual force, sweeping across the sea like a hurricane passing through, stirring up layered waves over ten meters high.
From this day forward.
On this planet, Japan may only exist in history.
A nuclear weapon with the power to annihilate a country of hundreds of millions of people, a nuclear weapon whose aftermath could cause natural disasters – as it gradually dissipated, the figure who punched the nuclear weapon at the explosion's center had also disappeared.
At the nuclear explosion's center, with temperatures exceeding a hundred million degrees Celsius, any life form would be Annihilation within it.
Kurozawa was no exception.
In just a few seconds, the perfected Immortal Body was depleted of all its regenerative capabilities, and then the massive body couldn't even leave behind a wisp of ash.
He had completely, from body to soul, left this world.
Within the World Seed's embrace.
Kurozawa's eyes reflected the endless brilliant light from before, his consciousness somewhat hazy.
When he came back to his senses, he found himself once again in that Illusory Long River.
Compared to the helplessness of last time, this time, he could actively control the World Seed, change direction, and search for different worlds.
He wandered in the dimensions of endless worlds for a very, very long time.
Here, time seemed to have no concept.
Until, on a World Sphere of light, Kurozawa felt a familiar aura.
He paused slightly and threw himself into it without hesitation.
As his consciousness gradually dimmed.
Kurozawa's gaze looked down.
On this familiar yet somewhat strange land, flags of black flames and a red moon fluttered in the wind, entering his sight.
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