Master of Kaidan
Chapter 387: Hero’s Entrance

Chapter 387: Chapter 387: Hero’s Entrance

"Fuck, why are there so many, who’s going to steal that Mother Nest?"

"Who’s going to take down a super giant over a hundred meters tall, you or me? Jay! Jay, how much longer till your Ultraman is ready?"

"Can’t you see I’m all out of steam? And that thing is just a manifestation of the Great Brightness Fist, it’s okay for monsters around twenty or thirty meters, but it’s really beyond my ability to take on a hundred-meter giant!"

"What about Old Qin? Use the swordsmanship the senior gave you!"

"I’ve learned it, but I’ve just started on the mathematics part, and the power it unleashes is even weaker than the Twelve-Posture Sword!"

"Tsk, totally useless!"

"Enough talk, here comes another one, whose turn is it now?"

...

In Tokyo’s Harbor District, northwest direction, a group of streamers with A-class licenses was blocking a super giant calamity that continued to spread toward the southeast.

Although the situation could currently be held steady, as time passed, the consumption of inner qi began to run a deficient supply.

Although both the embassies and the local mass-produced Masked Riders had already joined the combat, in the face of such a super giant calamity, it often took quite a few people to restrain one, let alone the fact that these Kaidan were spreading throughout all of Tokyo and couldn’t possibly all be concentrated in one place.

Actually, if there were only super giant calamities, it wouldn’t be considered severe since their numbers were evident, and with a three-to-one or five-to-one defense, even if they couldn’t be killed, they could be tied down.

The key issue lay in the fact that among these super giant calamities, there were quite a few Mother-Nest type entities capable of manufacturing a large number of offspring that constantly released smaller-sized calamities. Although such grade calamities weren’t challenging for A-license experts or even for those mass-produced Masked Riders to handle, the sheer quantity was simply too vast to be completely contained within one area.

At this moment, the disaster unfolding in Tokyo was being broadcast by the Eastern Country’s online media to the entire world, undoubtedly seizing this opportunity, Hundred Tales wanted to sweep away the impression that "Kaidan are a pushover" which Feng Xue previously established by bringing Yan Country broadcasters to "visit the capital," propagating the idea that "Kaidan are terrifying" (ordinary people don’t understand the difference between calamities and Kaidan).

At the same time, the events here were focusing the attention of Eastern Country resistance organizations, and without understanding the roots of these super giant calamities, they had to send out their forces to Tokyo, however unwillingly, to prevent further spread.

Hundred Tales also took this opportunity to begin preparing for the Midsummer Night Festival ritual.

Those ordinary people who should’ve been frightened by the trouble the Kaidan caused in Tokyo unwittingly got influenced by the atmosphere of the Midsummer Night Festival, as negative emotions in their brains began to rapidly fade. Desires for love, entertainment, and pursuit of celebrations started to take root and sprout.

Furthermore, with the various fireworks festivals beginning their early promotions at least half a month in advance, the Eastern Country’s commoners became one of the groups least concerned about Tokyo’s misfortune—after all, there still existed those who didn’t even know where Tokyo was.

...

"I really don’t have a drop left!" Jay’s Ultraman exhausted his True Qi and once again unleashed a Great Brightness Fist, knocking down a monster over twenty meters in length, resembling a Tyrannosaurus but covered with spikes, immediately collapsing to the ground without bothering to cover his position.

Seeing this, his companion kicked him away like a soccer ball towards the back, filling in his defensive line. He first added two punches to the head of the dinosaur-shaped monster, killing it outright before starting to clear the approaching offspring of the calamity.

Thankfully, these things had no intelligence themselves and even attacked and devoured each other, otherwise, there’s no way they could have held out until now.

"How come there are more and more of them? Should we negotiate with Columbia and ask them to send another Priest Happiness Bomb over here?"

"At times like this, let’s not crack Hell jokes. Even if we wanted to bomb indiscriminately, we’d need to evacuate our own people first. The reports indicated that there are creatures similar to the Silver Fire Dragon in the nearby air routes, so planes can’t make it through. We can only rely on sea transport through Tokyo Bay..."

"Isn’t that just too late?"

While fighting off monsters, the streamers were casually chatting. Despite the dangerous situation, none of them were scared. In fact, many were still live streaming, interacting with their viewers while battling.

After all, these were Strong individuals with ’A’ licenses. Not to mention anything else, but their cross-training in Kung Fu was definitely up to the mark. Sure, they probably couldn’t withstand tens of thousands of tons crushing down on them, but the point was, when such immense force was applied, it wouldn’t be their bodies taking the brunt of it first—it would be the ground that couldn’t hold.

So, even if they really got trampled by one of these giant harbingers, at most they’d be smashed into the ground, not flattened.

Without the threat to their lives and only fighting to protect others, if things turned south, they could just jump into the sea and swim back to Yan Country. Naturally, they didn’t feel any tragic atmosphere.

If one didn’t know better and only watched the videos, they might even think this was some virtual reality game with a hundred-player raid!

But fear aside, the fact that the battle lines were being continuously pushed back was undeniable. As more and more super-sized harbingers crawled out of the ruins, it was inevitable that the fortifications started showing breaches.

"Zzzing, zzzing, zzzing—"

Suddenly, a frenzied electric guitar riff echoed in their ears. The sound was slightly ear-piercing, yet it carried a familiar tune that filled anyone who heard it with power.

"Isn’t this the darn Six-stringed Guzheng Technique?" Suddenly, one streamer made a weird face, but the person beside him patted his shoulder and pointed at Feng Xue who was rocking out on the electric guitar not far away:

"You’re calling that a guzheng?"

"You can’t deny that his Cultivation Technique is guzheng just because senior is playing an electric guitar! Ah, okay, it seems he’s also fused it with the Seven-stringed Invisible Sword..."

[I know, but aren’t guitars supposed to have six strings?]

The live chat also started with sarcasm, but everyone breathed a sigh of relief nonetheless because as the sound of the guitar resonated, one monster child after another exploded like overinflated balloons.

Even though the scene had shifted from the major-monster style of an online game to a twisted K-series style filled with weird fluids on the ground that couldn’t be shown, as those strange substances rapidly evaporated, the defensive line instantly cleared up.

"Senior is so badass[beep—]!"

Jackie, who was in the middle of regulating his breath, let out a cracking shout, wanting to jump up and throw some punches in excitement, but Feng Xue kicked him over:

"Focus on meditating, don’t act like a fanboy. And the rest of you, get some rest!"

Saying this, his figure suddenly flashed to the foot of a giant over fifty meters tall, and he swung his electric guitar with all his might, smashing it down.

However, contrary to the expected clean slice, the electric guitar exploded into pieces the moment it touched the giant’s toes. Then, under the puzzled gaze of dozens of streamers and countless viewers, the giant let out an incredibly agonized howl—

"Awoooo—"