The small shrine that belonged to the Taisho no Masakado was exquisite and calm. If one didn't know the history of this place, he would never have imagined that the shrine was worshiping an evil god.
Although the Taisho no Masakado was a powerful evil spirit, it might be because of its evil spirit that people were afraid of its evil reputation and were willing to build shrines for the evil spirit.
Suddenly, there was the sound of metal clashing in the quiet hall. The sound spread far and wide in the small shrine.
Clang.
Clang.
The sound of metal reverberated many times, and the exquisite shrine shook violently.
The flat ground rolled like waves, and the floor tiles, cement, and soil were thrown into the air. The shrine that had stood for hundreds of years collapsed with a howl.
The debris fell to the ground, and gray dust rose into the air.
A tall figure walked out of the dust, and the dust and stones in front of it were knocked away by its strong body. It was like an indestructible body of steel.
It walked out of the dust, and the pressure of death made it hard for people to breathe.
"My, where's my head?"
The low roar made people cover their ears, but the ground was even more exaggerated.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
Under the control of the Earth Release, the ground of the shrine moved as if an invisible sound wave was blowing the ground away.
Seeing the headless evil god, the worshipers in the shrine scattered in fear. A few unlucky people were hit by flying stones and fell to the ground with a grunt.
"Hurry, hurry!"
Miyabi Kanda was supported by the people next to him. Fortunately, he didn't faint.
The old man patted the priest's arm and said, "Hurry, hurry, get reinforcements. Go get reinforcements.
Ask the Sacred Tree Grand Shrine to think of a way. The evil spirit has come out!
Oh, and the other six shrines, especially the Tomb of the Shogun!
The head of the Taisho no Masakado is there.
Tokyo is going to be in chaos!
Most of July was the rainy season in Tokyo. Affected by the sea breeze, Tokyo spent almost every day in the rain.
Even if the rainy season was over, it would be followed by scorching heat, typhoons, and torrential rain. Therefore, many works in Tokyo during the summer were filled with raindrops. Literary works were also based on reality.
The hot and stuffy city, coupled with the bright and dazzling sun in the sky, made people sweat uncontrollably when it shone on their hair and forehead. After a period of time, it would be midsummer. They would either have to hold an umbrella or apply sunscreen on their bodies.
Thump.
The red light on the road outside the shrine turned green, and pedestrians who had been waiting for a long time passed each other.
There were puddles of water left by the rain on the road, splashing everywhere when one stepped on them.
"For the future of the country, for new hope in this turbulent world …"
Canvassing political propaganda vans drove through the streets, banners printed with political figures and political views.
He used to be a lawyer in a law firm, but somehow, he turned to politics.
In developed big cities such as Tokyo and Osaka, the candidates for political elections were more people from the bottom of society. In closed prefectures, the people could only choose local political families.
But whether they were from the political families or from the grassroots, they were too far away from ordinary people. Even the political views shouted out by these people, in the end, not many people could achieve the basic goals, let alone earnestly carry them out.
And Mount Fuji Orochi was also far away from ordinary people. After getting used to the extraordinary events, it was not surprising.
All people were ordinary people living in big cities, building nests like ants in a hole. In addition to taking time to be surprised and discuss Mount Fuji Orochi on the Internet and at dinner parties, they still had to focus on the life in front of them.
If they did not work hard in life, the city of Tokyo would completely devour ordinary people.
The asphalt road in Tokyo was too hard to take root.
Not to mention the appearance of the orochi on the mountain, even if the orochi destroyed Yamanashi Prefecture and the country's economy collapsed, as ordinary people, could they suddenly break away from the fate of livestock and become another kind of life?
No, because of the bad economic environment, they would have to work even harder.
The end of the world had come, but life still had to go on.
However, it was more or less a good thing for them that Mount Fuji Orochi had been taken care of. They could gain a sense of joy from hunting for novelty. Moreover, many companies were also preparing to take advantage of the current opportunity to produce some products related to the orochi.
"Bang!"
Under the gloomy sky, the shrine on the side of the road made a loud bang.
A middle-aged man with a determined face holding a briefcase looked at his watch and curiously looked at Kanda Shrine.
There was a strange sound coming from the shrine just now, as if there had been an explosion.
"What the hell is Kanda Shrine doing?"
After muttering, the middle-aged man did not care. He ran an imported grocery store and visited two merchants today. He was waiting for the last one to finish before finding a roadside restaurant to eat.
Shaking the umbrella in his hand, the middle-aged man quickly prepared to leave before the green light turned red.
But the sound coming from Kanda Shrine was getting louder and louder. In the dripping raindrops, people could still hear the screams coming from the shrine.
"Ah!!"
The screams reached the ears of passers-by, and they pricked up their ears at once.
Even the raindrops became more rapid and violent because of the screams.
Curiosity was the most important quality to have now. The group of passers-by did not go to the shrine to find out what was going on. They ran to a safe place as fast as they could.
"Bang!"
The low wall of the shrine's courtyard let out a dying wail, and the ancient whitewashed wall instantly collapsed.
The tragic scene of the shrine's destruction was displayed in front of everyone. A body burning with dark flames walked out of the brick and tile ruins.
It was said to be a dark flame, but it was more like the shape of a flame boiling from the mud. The burning roots were like the tentacles of an octopus, with a thin layer of flame on the periphery. Even the rain of the plum rain could not extinguish the flame.
However, from the dark part of the mud, one could vaguely see the outline of a human body. It was a burly human figure, six or seven meters tall, and one could touch a three-story building with a slight lift of the hand!
The sturdy mud body seemed to have very strong resistance at first glance, but the darkest part was the body. The two arms were much lighter, between the real and the illusory.
And the head was simply empty.
The headless monster stood in the plum rain, and the air on the street instantly froze. The passers-by stopped in their tracks, and the engines of the cars that passed by were sealed. The Chiyoda district in the center of Tokyo fell into a deathly silence.
After a moment of surprise, the passers-by on the street began to run wildly again.
"My head, where is my head!?"
Even though there was no head, it was unknown where the voice came from, but the roar that shook the hearts of everyone echoed on the street!
"I feel it, it's … over there!"
Taishangomoto turned south, and in the continuous rain, Kanda Shrine was directly south of the Imperial Palace!