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"Tokyo?"
Her tone carried a hint of seriousness.
“The area is densely populated, with a population of at least ten million.”
"Moreover, there are many restricted areas that ordinary people cannot easily set foot in (such as official areas), so finding him is like finding a needle in a haystack."
As a former member of the Demon Slayer Corps, she knew all too well the difficulty of searching for a deliberately hidden Demon King in a modern metropolis.
Zhou Ye smiled nonchalantly.
"I have a solution."
He reached out his hand, his fingertips swirling with faint energy fluctuations from the [Herrscher of the Void] fragment.
"Nakome's spatial abilities are troublesome, but I can sense any spatial fluctuations."
He looked at the crowd, his tone leaving no room for argument.
"Let's go to Tokyo first."
"To Tokyo?"
Gil Valentine stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.
Nanri Kaori and Shizuka Marikawa also looked on in astonishment.
This is the central region of America, on the ruins of Raccoon City.
Is it a direct route to Tokyo from here?
This is simply a fantasy.
Saeko Busujima also looked surprised, but she didn't doubt Zhou Ye's words at all; she was just curious about what method he would use.
Just then, a familiar whistle sounded from afar.
Woohoo~~~
The Pioneer underground train, which had previously transported survivors to the Mexican-Texas border, has now returned and slowly pulled into the abandoned underground train station platform.
Zhou Ye took the lead and walked towards the retro-style train.
"boarding."
"Let's go to Tokyo."
His silhouette appeared calm and confident.
The mechanical soldiers marched in perfect unison, silently following behind him as they boarded the vehicle one after another.
Nami shrugged and was the first to follow, a hint of excited smile on her lips.
Saeko Busujima followed closely behind, eagerly anticipating the rest of the journey.
Jill, Nanri Kaori, and Shizuka Marikawa exchanged glances. Although their hearts were filled with questions and shock, they suppressed their emotions and boarded the train.
Once everyone was on board, the train whistle sounded again.
Woohoo~~~
Zhou Ye stood at the front of the car, one hand resting on the control panel.
[Imaginary Space Opens], and he activates the power of collapse.
The space around the train began to distort and fold violently, as if an invisible hand was kneading reality.
The view outside the train window was no longer the platform from before, but a bizarre and surreal void.
The train shuddered slightly, then transformed into a streak of light, rushing into that distorted imaginary space and disappearing instantly from beneath Raccoon City.
Meanwhile, far above geosynchronous orbit.
A massive orbital weapon, already deployed, silently adjusted its angle.
That was the [Space-Based Kinetic Weapon System] that Zhou Ye had launched earlier.
At this moment, its menacing cannon muzzle was precisely aimed at the city of Raccoon City on the North American continent below.
The charging indicator light at the tip of the weapon changed from red to a blinding white light.
Enormous energy gathered and compressed at the cannon's muzzle, emitting a terrifying aura capable of destroying everything.
next second.
boom! ! !
A terrifying beam of energy, like the wrath of God or the sword of judgment from the heavens, tore through the atmosphere and struck the center of Raccoon City with unerring accuracy.
There was no deafening explosion that shook the heavens; only an absolute expanse of white.
The light swallowed everything.
High-rise buildings, streets, ruins, and the remnants of the T-virus lurking in the dark corners of the city.
Faced with this absolute power, everything else seems so small and fragile.
The energy beam lasted for several seconds.
When the light faded, Raccoon City had been completely erased from the map.
All that remained was an enormous, smooth, glassy pit, its bottom unseen.
The remaining viruses, filth, and evil were all completely purified by this one strike, leaving no trace.
The train speeds through imaginary space, destination: Tokyo.
The bizarre and fantastical elements within the imaginary space quickly faded away.
The heavy Pioneer train rolled over invisible boundaries, its imaginary wheels rubbing against the imaginary rails, emitting a piercing screech as it slowed down.
"Woo——"
Once outside the imaginary space, the train came to a stop.
Outside the car window, the ruins of Raccoon City were no longer scorched earth, but a corner of a bustling metropolis, seemingly an abandoned railway dispatch yard, with towering buildings and bright lights in the distance.
"This is... Tokyo?"
Shizuka Marikawa gripped the car window, her voice trembling with disbelief.
Just minutes ago, they were in a post-apocalyptic wasteland in North America.
Nan Lixiang swallowed hard, feeling her common sense being crushed and reshaped by Zhou Ye time and time again.
Gil Valentine was pale as she leaned against the carriage wall, trying to process this incomprehensible journey.
Nami stretched, the gem on her fingertip spinning rapidly.
"That's really efficient, boss."
"As expected of you."
Saeko Busujima gripped the hilt of her sword, her sharp gaze sweeping across the window. She could sense that deep within this city lurked an evil aura far more profound and immense than that of Doma.
Zhou Ye ignored the astonishment of the crowd and closed his eyes.
The power of the [Fragment of the Herrscher of the Void] spread out in his perception, like an invisible spider web, instantly covering the entire city of Tokyo.
The ever-changing, strangely structured infinite city in Doma's memory, with its residual fluctuations in spatial coordinates, appeared clearly on his map of consciousness like a lighthouse in the night.
"found it."
Zhou Ye opened his eyes, his tone calm.
"They really know how to pick a location deep underground at Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden."
"That old ghost certainly knows how to enjoy life; he chose a propitious burial site."
Nami's eyes lit up.
"Oh? Are you going to take action right away?"
"The longer the night, the more dreams there are."
Zhou Ye spoke calmly.
He raised his hand and pointed at the air.
Far away in geosynchronous orbit, the cold muzzle of the [space-based kinetic weapon system] began to silently adjust its angle, locking onto the heart of the island nation below.
"[Space-based Kinetic Weapon System], initiating second charging."
Instructions are transmitted through invisible links.
"This time, I will completely eradicate that Infinite City, along with all the ghosts within it, from its very source."
Zhou Ye's voice was not loud, but it carried a resolute determination.
Jill opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end it only turned into a low sigh.
She had gradually gotten used to Zhou Ye's decisive and forceful style of doing things.
"But Muzan is extremely cunning. The Infinity Castle itself is a massive alternate dimension; if he wants to escape..."
Saeko Busujima expressed her concerns, knowing full well Muzan Kibutsuji's incredible ability to survive—information that many Demon Slayer Corps members had obtained at the cost of their lives. He was truly a master of survival.
Zhou Ye's lips curled into a cold smile.
He can't escape.
Before he finished speaking, the energy within Zhou Ye's body began to surge rapidly.
[Fragment of the Herrscher of Reason], [Fragment of the Herrscher of the Void], [Fragment of Talking Tom]!
The three forces, under his will, began to intertwine and resonate in a mysterious way.
Centered on the Pioneer train, an invisible domain rapidly expanded.
Above Tokyo, at a level imperceptible to ordinary people, the spatial structure began to undergo violent distortion and solidification.
The power of the fragments of the Herrscher of Reason constructed layers upon layers of imprisoning barriers, completely sealing off the spatial coordinates of the Infinite City.
The power of the Herrscher of the Void fragments stabilizes this forcibly modified space, preventing any form of conventional spatial jump.
The Talking Tom fragments, on the other hand, give this blockade an almost rogue-like "absoluteness," like the unbreakable rules in cartoons, blocking all of Muzan Kibutsuji's chances of escape.
Zhou Ye's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and his face was slightly pale.