255: Chapter 255 Even God couldn't save me, I'm telling you!

The earth was violently stomped into a massive pit by this foot, black dust mixing with crushed stone to form a mushroom cloud dozens of meters high that shot into the sky.

The ostentatious stone lanterns, monuments, and worship paths, along with the countless sins buried beneath them, were completely leveled and ground into powder by this single stomp!

Everyone present—protesters, worshipers, security personnel, and reporters alike—was sent flying by the terrifying shockwave, left dazed and disoriented.

They struggled to crawl back up, looking toward the sky with soot-covered faces.

There, the hundred-meter-tall demon god slowly raised its right foot and stood firm once more.

Where the Yasukuni Shrine once stood, thick black smoke now billowed, the smell of scorched earth mixing with the scent of soil to permeate the air.

All the buildings that once existed, along with the symbolic meaning they carried, had vanished without a trace, as if they had never been there at all.

Beneath the massive black crystal visor, the purple-gold flaming eyes slowly closed.

Chen You muttered to himself in his mind.

"I'm sorry, I'm late."

He felt a hint of relief, yet also a touch of heaviness.

How many heroic spirits wandered in foreign lands? How many grievances had yet to be redressed?

Today, as this foot falls, it marks the beginning.

Retribution will never be absent.

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Inside the command center, the giant shadow on the screen gradually became clear.

The Yasukuni Shrine had been reduced to powder under the massive foot of the Monarch Incarnation.

Director Li Guoan took a deep breath, a glimmer appearing in his eyes.

"History, after all, must be given justice." Zhang Yunhai clenched his fists, unable to hide his excitement.

Emotional researchers and assistants were already weeping into their hands as they watched this scene.

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In Japan, Prime Minister Watanabe Jie was thrown several meters back, falling into a heap of rubble, his face covered in dust and his head bleeding.

He scrambled up pathetically, looking at the demon god that blotted out the sun; the fear and despair in his eyes reached a peak.

"Devil... You are a devil!"

He let out a hysterical scream, his voice hoarse.

"Devil?"

Chen You opened his eyes again, looking down at the mess.

Japan's evil deeds must be paid for!

He silently thought: "Providence Harvest!"

His purple-gold eyes swept across, focusing on the sky above Japan's Red Capital.

In his vision, the entire city, and even further beyond, was shrouded in a layer of hazy white mist.

That mist was not physical, but composed of countless fine white threads interwoven together.

They flowed and coiled, eventually converging toward the core of the Japanese land.

That was vitality, belief, and the heritage of a civilization.

This was the Providence of a nation.

Chen You did not hesitate.

The pitch-black demon god raised a hand, palm facing upward.

There were no incantations, no flashy light effects.

It was merely that giant palm, gently clenching in the air.

In an instant, an invisible force erupted from the demon god's palm, sweeping through like a hurricane.

Those white threads in the air, invisible to the naked eye, began to tremble violently, like willow catkins blown by a gale, surging frantically toward the demon god's palm.

Their speed increased, gathering into rapid white torrents that vied to be the first to enter the demon god's palm.

The crowd below looked up at the sky in extreme terror.

They couldn't see the white threads; they only saw the hundred-meter-tall demon god slowly raise a hand after trampling the Yasukuni Shrine.

That palm clenched in the air, as if it were about to grasp the entire sky in its hand.

The other hand held that massive Pitch-black Greatsword, its tip pointing toward the earth.

Just then.

In the sky, the lead-gray clouds that were originally thick and overcast were suddenly torn apart by a piercing golden light.

A figure, not particularly large, stepped slowly out of that rift.

He was enveloped in a divine golden light; though his face was blurred, one could feel an unspeakable majesty and arrogance.

He wore a wide white robe embroidered with ancient Japanese totems, and in his hand, he held a folding fan that produced the sound of wind and thunder with a light wave.

His appearance allowed the Japanese people, who were previously in fear and despair, to instantly find a pillar of faith.

"It's Amaterasu Omikami!"

"Our deity has manifested!"

"Lord Deity, please punish this devil!"

Watanabe Jie trembled, struggling to his knees in the ruins, raising his hands high and shouting at the top of his lungs.

"We welcome the Heavenly God's descent! Please, Lord Heavenly God, protect the people of Japan and slay this heretic!"

The Heavenly God's figure slowly descended onto the thunderclouds, facing Chen You's Monarch Incarnation from a distance.

His gaze first swept contemptuously over the mortals kneeling below, then rested on the hundred-meter demon god.

"Mortal, you have overstepped."

The Heavenly God spoke, his voice grand yet carrying a cold and distant indifference, as if he were speaking to an ant.

"Stealing a nation's Providence without authorization is a sin that the Heavenly Dao will not tolerate."

Chen You frowned slightly and did not respond.

In his palm, the white threads continued to gather incessantly.

Seeing that Chen You remained silent, the Heavenly God lightly waved his folding fan, and golden light flickered.

"You evil spirit, it would be one thing to invade the mortal realm, but you dare to lay hands on my nation's Providence."

"Do you think that with a mere incarnation, you can contend with a god?" His tone was even more disdainful.

"Desist, otherwise, when heavenly punishment descends and your soul is scattered, it will be too late for regrets."

Chen You finally made a move.

In his purple-gold eyes, there was not a trace of fear, only a profound depth that saw through everything.

"The Heavenly Dao will not tolerate it?" Chen You's voice echoed over the Red Capital like muffled thunder through the Monarch Incarnation, making everyone's eardrums ache.

"The evils committed by Japan back then are too numerous to record; why didn't your Heavenly Dao find them intolerable?"

His voice pierced through the clouds and reached directly into people's hearts, every word like a heavy hammer striking the sins buried deep within the Japanese people.

"Did you see the three hundred thousand lost souls of Nanjing? Did you hear the curses of Unit 731? Did you feel the blood and tears of the Comfort Women?"

A hint of displeasure appeared on the Heguo Heavenly God's face, and he snapped his folding fan shut with a crisp sound.

Golden light flared around him as he attempted to disperse the "Mortal Karma" attached to Chen You's words.

"We only oversee the operation of the Heavenly Dao; we do not involve ourselves in mortal cause and effect." The Heguo Heavenly God spoke coldly, his tone carrying an extreme indifference toward mortal emotions.

"Your words are but mortal resentment, polluting a divine body!"

"Not involving yourselves in mortal cause and effect?!" Chen You's voice suddenly rose like a thunderclap on a clear day.

"Ha!" He let out a laugh filled with mockery and disdain.

"Since you don't involve yourself in the mortal world, why are you here interfering with my 'blood for blood'?"

"Since you don't involve yourself in the mortal world, why do you protect these wicked people?"

"You say you don't interfere, yet your hand reaches further than anyone else's."

Chen You raised his other hand, gripping the hundred-meter-long greatsword in a reverse hold, thunder and shadow power dancing on the blade.

"A mere mortal war?" Chen You's purple-gold eyes locked onto the Heguo Heavenly God. "This is a reckoning of civilizations, the judgment that the Heavenly Dao should have provided!"

He no longer hid his intention to seize the Providence.

His left hand continued to gather Japan's Providence while his right hand held the sword, the blade pointed at the Heguo Heavenly God, his aura chilling and his killing intent surging.

"Today, Japan's Providence shall be broken! I said so!"

"Even if you are a god, then come and fight!"