179: Torture!!

Lu Chen laughed loudly: "God? Hahaha, I don't know if there's a God in this world, but if there is, he'd have to hand me a cigarette!"

Oniwa Gengetsu roared furiously: "How dare you blaspheme God!"

"Stop the nonsense! Speak!" Lu Chen said coldly, "How many little japanese rats have you sent this time?"

Oniwa Gengetsu was unyielding to death: "Haha, we Great Day Empire warriors can be killed but not humiliated. You can forget about making me betray others."

Lu Chen's finger slowly traced through the Void Realm. As his wrist elegantly turned, a circular light screen, about two meters in diameter, gradually formed in mid-air. The surface of the light screen rippled like water, slowly becoming as clear as a mirror—revealing the real-time scene of Tokyo Shrine.

At this moment, all the stone lanterns in front of the shrine were lit. Thousands of little japanese people, dressed in traditional yukata and holding lotus lanterns, slowly advanced to the sound of miko shaking Kagura bells. On both sides of the main path hung portraits of those who died in the "black gate incident."

The camera turned to the main hall, where Priest Ito, with white hair and beard, was reciting a eulogy: "The heroic feat of you gentlemen in conquering Huaxia shall be a model for future generations..."

In the inner hall, the sabers of the commanders from that war were displayed, with dark red bloodstains still on their hilts.

Suddenly, the screen shifted to a side hall, where a special "Heroic Spirit Cultivation" ceremony was being held.

Through the half-open camphor wood door, dozens of elementary school students could be seen kneeling on tatami mats, reading along with their teacher: "Thank you to our ancestors for seizing Huaxia's resources for us..."

Meanwhile, in the adjacent An-den hall, staff members were meticulously tending to the spirit tablets of war criminals.

Priest Ito, the highest person in charge of the shrine, used private funds to build magnificent worship halls for these criminals.

He had miko sing praises to them, extolling their great achievements.

Every month, he encouraged the public to come and worship.

Today happened to be a worship day, and thousands of people flocked in, making it very lively.

Su Jiuning now completely believed that the person in front of her was a deity; such methods could never be performed by a human.

Lu Chen raised his right hand, his slender index finger and thumb forming the shape of a gun, with a wisp of dark red energy ripple condensing at his fingertip.

He casually aimed this "gun barrel" at Tokyo Shrine in the light screen: "Last chance, speak, or not?"

Oniwa Gengetsu was completely dumbfounded, but still stubborn: "No!"

His harsh words stopped abruptly.

Lu Chen's "gun barrel" had locked onto a middle-aged man bowing in the light screen. The man was wearing a striped kimono, holding a little girl's hand.

Lu Chen's index finger simulated pulling a trigger!

Bang!

The man's head exploded like a watermelon, and his brains splattered radially onto the bronze relief behind him that read "Heroic Spirits Live Forever."

"Daddy!" The little girl's scream mixed with the panicked shouts of thousands of people at the scene.

The crowd fled frantically, some tripping over the flower offering platform, crushing the offered chrysanthemums into scattered debris.

Lu Chen, however, showed a joyful expression, like a child playing Whack-A-Mole. His "gun barrel" continuously pointed at four fleeing figures: "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A suit-clad company employee's chest exploded with a bowl-sized bloody hole;

An old woman's legs were severed at the knees;

A university student's neck had a circular cut;

Most ironically, a far-right extremist wearing an old Imperial little japanese army uniform suddenly disintegrated while running, his fragmented flesh falling precisely onto the heroic spirit altar.

Oniwa Gengetsu was soaked in cold sweat, his eyes wide with disbelief. This, this, this method of killing was simply too Heaven-Defying! It was even more exaggerated than a TV show!

Wait!

Isn't that his sister!

Oniwa Gengetsu's pupils dilated. He saw a young girl in a scarlet hakama miko outfit in the light screen—that was clearly his sister, Oniwa Ai, who had just turned eighteen!

The girl was holding a selfie stick, and the constantly flashing reward effects on her phone screen made her face flicker between light and dark.

As the youngest miko at the shrine, Ai had millions of followers on TikTok and live-streamed Kagura dances every day.

Oniwa Ai excitedly announced: "Once my followers reach ten million, I'll be able to use the 'Soul Soothing Dance' to revive the heroic spirits who died fighting for the Great Day Empire! Then, they will fight again!"

It was this sentence that caused her follower count to skyrocket.

Although five people had died around her, Oniwa Ai was not afraid, knowing this was an opportunity to gain followers.

"Everyone, don't panic, this is guidance from the deities! We must use our blood and Soul to awaken the Souls sleeping in the shrine. Although they are dead, their Souls can go to Takamagahara and become deities there!"

Lu Chen sneered, pointing his finger at Oniwa Ai.

Oniwa Gengetsu finally panicked: "Don't kill her! I'll talk! I'll talk!"

Oniwa Gengetsu had lived with his sister since childhood, and their bond was no longer that of ordinary siblings. He would rather die than see his sister harmed.

Lu Chen mocked: "Heh, didn't you say you'd rather die than yield? Why are you talking now! little japanese are just hypocritical, especially your Bushido spirit. Where is there any Bushido? It's just an excuse for self-deception. As long as the benefits are there, in your history, there have been countless incidents of samurai betraying their lords!"

Oniwa Gengetsu gritted his teeth: "You Huaxians value integrity the most. You must promise me, if I tell you, you won't kill my sister."

Lu Chen smiled: "Of course, I can swear to Heaven! If you speak, I definitely won't kill your sister, otherwise, I'll be struck by lightning!"

Oniwa Gengetsu struggled: "This time, our Black Moon Organization, all four deacons, are deployed, with 40 elite members and 60 regular members, going to various parts of Huaxia to search for Spiritual Qi, create chaos, and cooperate with the upcoming allied invasion to destroy your Huaxia in one fell swoop."

Lu Chen said in a low voice: "Names! Ages!"

Lu Chen's Heavenly Dao Eye could see any corner of the Earth, but there are 7 billion people after all!

Lu Chen's current ability could not instantly check 7 billion people; he could at most search 100,000 people simultaneously, which was too slow.

So, with names, photos, and even better, birth characters, he could instantly pinpoint the target.

Oniwa Gengetsu took out his phone and unlocked it. Inside were the Black Moon Organization's roster and a group photo.

Lu Chen just glanced at it, and all the information was instantly imported into his brain.

Lu Chen was very satisfied, and his finger once again locked onto Oniwa Ai in the circle!

Oniwa Gengetsu panicked: "You, what are you doing? Didn't you promise me that if I spoke, you wouldn't kill my sister?"

Lu Chen showed a playful expression: "Ah! Did I promise? Why don't I know? Su Jiuning, did I promise just now?"

Su Jiuning's face flushed, not expecting the other party to know her name, and nodded: "No, no promise!"

"Baka! You untrustworthy Huaxians, ah ah ah ah, I'll fight you!" Oniwa Gengetsu roared in fury, his face twisted and deformed.

His Ukaku on his back rapidly spread out like a demon's wings.

A contemptuous cold snort came from the air.

Lu Chen's right hand formed a claw, his fingertips entwined with visible spatial distortion ripples.

"Mere toys." A cold voice, filled with disdain, fiercely gripped the base of the right Ukaku.

"Slash—"

A horrifying tearing sound.

Lu Chen forcefully tore off the Ukaku, which was tightly connected to the spinal nerves, along with a large chunk of flesh from the back, causing extreme pain.

Lu Chen was not in a hurry to kill Oniwa Gengetsu.

Instead, he had a malicious pleasure, wanting to torment him slowly.

During his cultivation world experiences, Lu Chen had been suppressed for too long; he needed to vent, he needed to enjoy!