Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1137 To Save Tokyo
When the green liquid touched the ground, it immediately made a sizzling sound, accompanied by the rising of white gas.

She has spiritual power to protect her body and is not afraid of the evil powers of demons and monsters.

Spiritual power and demonic power, these two completely different power systems, are like light and darkness, always at opposite ends. Not only do they repel each other, but they are also essentially incapable of coexisting.

Once a person gains the favor of one of the powers, it means that he has completely lost the possibility of contacting the other power.

Luther told Busujima Saeko, Kasumigaoka Utaha, and Hiratsuka Shizuka that all the "artificial supernaturals" in the island country and America are now people with demonic powers. However, the price of this power is huge. The stronger the strength, the more likely it is that they will lose their humanity due to the erosion of demonic power and eventually become real monsters.

Just as Busujima Saeko was confronting the cat alien, a deafening gunshot was heard in the distance. Immediately afterwards, an armor-piercing bullet from an anti-material sniper rifle pierced the night sky at a speed faster than the speed of sound, rushing towards them like a meteor.

The bullet was so fast that even agile creatures like the Cat Alien were unable to react in time and could only watch it approach.

"Bang!!!"

The bullet spun and drilled into the cat alien's skull. The high pressure inside reached its limit in an instant. With a loud bang, the bullet exploded.

The fragments produced by the explosion were like sharp blades, instantly blasting through the alien's skull, leaving a shockingly huge gap that occupied nearly one-fifth of the cat alien's head.

The cat alien roared in pain, then fell to the ground powerlessly, and the fire of life quickly went out.

Busujima Saeko's eyes instantly locked onto the direction from which the gunshots came. Although the gunshots had not yet reached her ears, she had already sensed the source of the threat in advance with her five senses developed by her spiritual power, as well as the "sixth sense - inspiration" based on her spiritual power.

This kind of inspiration, to her, is a mysterious ability that allows her to anticipate the enemy's moves in battle, foresee the future, and thus develop the most effective response strategy.

At this moment, a drone was hovering in the night sky not far away, and the camera was tightly locked on every subtle movement of Busujima Saeko.

The technicians and expert team in the operating room witnessed this scene through the screen and were all shocked by her extraordinary reaction.

"The sound of the gunshot shouldn't have reached her yet, right?"

A technician asked doubtfully, his fingers tapping rapidly on the keyboard, trying to verify his judgment.

"Yes, according to our speed measurement, her reaction was a full two seconds faster than the sound of the gunfire."

Another expert added, his tone filled with disbelief.

"Wardfake, supersonic reaction? Or hearing? How is this possible!"

A foreign expert couldn't help but swear. He stared at the screen with wide eyes, trying to find the answer from Busujima Saeko's expression.

"But if it's hearing, that's incredible. How can humans have such a keen sense of hearing?"

The technical analysts and expert groups in the rear were engaged in a heated discussion. They tried to explain this phenomenon from a scientific perspective, but they could not find a reasonable answer anyway.

Busujima Saeko was unhappy that they disturbed her fight, and just then, a car stopped in front of her.

"Hello, Ms. Busujima Saeko. I am Taro Yamamoto, a special commissioner of the Paranormal Countermeasures Agency sent directly by the Cabinet."

A tall man wearing a bulletproof uniform and looking lean and strong got out of the car. When he saw Busujima Saeko, he said with a smile.

Busujima Saeko gave him a cold look, the samurai sword in her hand drooped slightly, but she did not put it back into the sheath. It was obvious that she had no good feelings towards this uninvited guest. "What's the matter?"

Her voice was cold, like the chilly winter wind, without a trace of warmth.

When Taro Yamamoto saw this, his expression did not change at all, but instead became even more serious.

"We in the Supernatural Countermeasures Department, and even the entire cabinet, are aware of the strength and wisdom of Miss Busujima Saeko. Tokyo, this once prosperous city, is now facing an unprecedented crisis. Monsters are rampant, innocent people are living in fear, and our defenses are almost collapsed."

At this point, a look of regret and determination flashed across Taro Yamamoto's face.

"We have tried all conventional means, but with little success. Although extraordinary people exist, their number is limited, and most of them are still in the growth stage. They cannot face such a large group of enemies alone. Therefore, we have to seek a more powerful force, and you, Ms. Busujima Saeko, are our hope."

Busujima Saeko's eyes fluctuated slightly, but then returned to calm.

She was very clear about her own strength, and understood that in this chaotic world, no matter how powerful an individual is, it is difficult to turn the tide alone.

"I can't save Tokyo and the island nation. For this kind of thing, you should go to America or Luther."

Her tone remained cold, but her words revealed a sense of helplessness and self-mockery.

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Yamamoto Taro said immediately.

"No, Ms. Busujima Saeko, you can do it. The survivors in Tokyo are waiting for salvation in despair, but we are seriously short of manpower, and the extraordinary people are even more inadequate. We implore you to lend a helping hand for Tokyo, for the island country, and for those innocent people!"

His tone was full of sincerity and pleading, as if every word carried the weight of countless lives.

Busujima Saeko looked at him quietly, and there seemed to be a hint of hesitation in her clear eyes.

"Save Tokyo, save the island nation?"

Busujima Saeko said.

"What makes you think I have such ability? I am just an ordinary member of the Kendo Club. Even if I have some extraordinary powers, it is just the result of fate."

When the man heard this, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, but it was quickly replaced by a determined look.

He straightened his back and clenched his fists, as if to emphasize the weight of what he was about to say: "Ms. Busujima Saeko, you are too modest. As far as we know, you are not only proficient in swordsmanship, but also have demonstrated amazing spiritual power control ability in a series of recent events. Those demons and monsters are like chickens and dogs in front of you, and they are vulnerable. Tokyo is now in an unprecedented crisis, and we urgently need strong people like you to stand up and lead us out of the darkness."

"You want the secret method of spiritual power cultivation?"

She finally spoke, a hint of inquiry in her voice.

Taro Yamamoto's expression did not change at all, he just nodded slightly.

"Yes, this is the only way to save Tokyo."

(End of this chapter)