Chapter 464: Are You Trying to Save Lives or Kill Your Husband?
Chapter 464: Are You Trying to Save Lives or Kill Your Husband?
After Fang Cheng left, Ye Yuqing stood frozen like a lost soul, unable to snap back to reality.
Beside her, Kanzaki Rin slumped to the ground, hands covering her face.
She’d once believed she could handle everything alone.
Now she understood how foolish that arrogance had been – how teams and organized groups always outmatched solitary efforts.
That’s why she’d joined Fang Cheng’s team, schemed to seize Mechanical City’s political power, aimed to build a strong collective.
She wanted to stand as Fang Cheng’s equal partner, not cower behind him like other protected girls.
But Isis’ arrival proved otherwise. Under Fang Cheng’s shelter, they all became equally helpless.
Kanzaki Rin could only watch him march to potential death, useless to assist, forever a burden.
Incompetence. Powerlessness. Desperation. These emotions cut through her heart like sharp blades, carving raw wounds.
They stayed silent by the roadside until Asaka Akihime regained body control.
The girl’s swollen eyes betrayed recent tears.
Wiping her face, Asaka Akihime embraced Kanzaki Rin. “You did your best. Some things… just can’t be changed.”
She understood Kanzaki Rin’s driven personality – how every action served clear purpose, executed flawlessly.
Yet against a disaster like Isis, both individual grit and collective might proved insignificant.
Reality remained unchanged by rage or complaints. Only overwhelming power could shift fate.
Kanzaki Rin squirmed in the hug. “I don’t need pity.”
“But I do.” Asaka Akihime pressed closer, face buried in the other’s neck. “You can still act. I can only wait… for the worst.”
Feeling the tremors in Asaka Akihime’s frame, Kanzaki Rin hesitated, then gently patted her head.
“We’re both dead weight.” The admission tasted bitter. Their mutual comfort felt pathetic.
Yet what else could ordinary people do against catastrophe but huddle together?
Unless they dwelled in nations like the Human Rights Coalition – guarded by nuclear bombs and superpowered individuals rivaling disaster-level monsters. Nations where Isis’ invasion would mean defeat.
Defeat…
Kanzaki Rin’s eyes kindled with sudden light.
When disaster strikes with no escape… you fight.
Help Fang Cheng fight!
She tilted Asaka Akihime’s tear-stained face upward. “We’re not powerless. There’s still a way.”
Asaka Akihime stared at her with bloodshot eyes: “What opportunity?”
Kanzaki Rin uttered two syllables: “N5!”
The lethal device hidden in Mechanical City – N5 bombs capable of obliterating half a city or more in moments.
Even disaster-level monsters kept their distance from nuclear weapons.
N5 wasn’t as powerful as nuclear bombs, but it was close enough.
Asaka Akihime never imagined Kanzaki Rin would consider using those dangerous explosives. “But Cheng-kun would get caught in-”
“No problem!”
Kanzaki Rin cut her off. “Fang Cheng’s got multiple lives. He’ll survive the blast. We just need to cripple Isis.”
Asaka Akihime: “……”
Are we rescuing him or planning spousal homicide?
“Well, well.”
A honeyed voice purred nearby. “Am I interrupting something?”
Both women turned to see the nine-tailed fox leaning against a wall, arms crossed and grinning. Though in human form, her Kujo Tail and vulpine ears betrayed supernatural origins, radiating eerie charm.
Kanzaki Rin shoved Asaka Akihime away and stood. “Tamamo-no-Mae. Perfect timing.”
“Perfect timing?” The fox spirit tilted her head, then shook it vigorously. “No way! I’m only sixteen! Not ready for these adult games!”
“Stop talking nonsense.” Kanzaki Rin began donning her solo combat system with Asaka Akihime’s help. “Can you locate Fang Cheng and Isis’s battlefield?”
The nine-tailed fox shrugged. “They’re right outside the city. Climb any tall building and you’ll see them brawling.”
“Good.” After helping Asaka Akihime suit up, Kanzaki Rin faced the fox. “Can you relay a message to Fang Cheng without Isis noticing?”
The fox blinked. “Why bother? Want to send love notes during Armageddon?”
“Your reaction answers my question.” Kanzaki Rin powered up her combat gear. “Follow me.”
As the duo ascended into the air, the nine-tailed fox shouted after them: “Hey! I’m nobody’s subordinate, Kanzaki Rin! Stop ordering me around!”
The vulpine spirit glared at the retreating figures. This insolent woman kept bossing her around just because of that accursed Killing Stone. One day, she’d make her pay dearly.
Kanzaki Rin tried calling her brother but got no signal. Abandoning the attempt, she flew straight toward the shelter.
After arriving at the shelter, she explained her plan to the nine-tailed fox who had followed.
The nine-tailed fox clicked her tongue in disbelief – this woman wanted to blow up both enemies and teammates.
“Are you trying to rescue people or murder your husband?”
Unaware of Fang Cheng’s ability to revive repeatedly, the fox thought this woman had gone mad from stress.
“Never mind who I’m bombing.”
Kanzaki Rin pressed the nine-tailed fox: “Will N5 affect Isis?”
The fox shrugged, “How should I know? I’ve never swallowed a nuclear bomb. Go ask Isis yourself.”
Asaka Akihime interjected, “Rin, didn’t the documents say the Human Rights Coalition nuked an evil god before?”
Kanzaki Rin nodded. “They did. And it worked.”
This historical precedent had inspired her idea to use N5 against Isis.
Forty years earlier, an evil god’s true form had appeared over southern ocean islands – a disaster surpassing even Isis in scale.
Comparable to century-level tsunamis or earthquakes, its landfall would’ve destroyed countless coastal cities.
The Human Rights Coalition finally halted it by striking the evil god’s form with eleven hydrogen bombs at sea, causing its disappearance.
Debate continued whether they’d killed or repelled it, but nuclear weapons’ effectiveness remained undeniable.
“Any advantage helps. More cards mean better odds.”
The trio entered the underground shelter and found Sato Hayato among the survivors.
Sato Hayato had nearly died from Isis’s gaze earlier, saved only by Fang Cheng’s healing that even cured yesterday’s cold.
Useless in the Fang Cheng-Isis battle, he’d retreated to protect others here.
Kanzaki Rin confronted Sato Hayato immediately: “Can you lift the N5 bomb?”
After brief consideration, he replied, “I’ll need to try.”
“Follow me.”
With military efficiency, Kanzaki Rin led Sato Hayato to the N5 storage site.
In the underground warehouse lay the giant egg-shaped N5.
Mechanical City engineers had crudely converted this storage container into a bomb by adding fuses and thrusters.
Eyeing the makeshift device, Asaka Akihime hesitated: “Rin, how will we deploy this?”
The thrusters had been removed, Mechanical City’s sole launch base remained sealed, and Sato Hayato’s earlier dismantling of the launch platform left it unrepaired.
Even urgent repairs would take days – by then, grass might already grow on Fang Cheng’s grave.
Kanzaki Rin had anticipated this. She turned to Sato Hayato: “It’s on you now. Lift the N5.”
Without questions, Sato Hayato activated his mental powers, easily hoisting the multi-ton bomb – mostly due to its heavy shell.
“Duration?”
“Two hours. No problem.”
“That’s enough.”
After Kanzaki Rin finished explaining the detailed plan, Sato Hayato stood dumbfounded, nearly dropping the N5 bomb he’d been lifting.
Though the risks were great, he agreed without hesitation to help Fang Cheng.
Dragging the N5 to the launch base, Sato Hayato verified the fuse’s functionality before preparing himself.
Kanzaki Rin’s group rushed to the unfinished construction site outside the city, climbing the tallest building’s rooftop.
They froze upon reaching the top – Eve, the Blood Queen’s servant, already stood there.
Her original mission to monitor Fang Cheng’s associates had become unnecessary after his reappearance.
Kanzaki Rin considered relocating, but this vantage point offered the clearest battlefield view.
The nine-tailed fox remarked, “That guy can’t be killed. But she won’t interfere now.”
“Can she read minds?”
“Impossible.”
Relieved, Kanzaki Rin led her companions to the rooftop’s opposite side. Eve remained motionless, ignoring them completely.
Kanzaki Rin and Asaka Akihime raised binoculars toward the suburbs. Though Fang Cheng and Isis moved too fast to see, the battle’s shockwaves rippled visibly.
Through her radio, Kanzaki Rin ordered: “Begin, Sato.”
Inside the city’s launch base, Sato Hayato stood suited in his solo combat system. On the control center’s second floor, Kujo Yuri watched anxiously from her window.
Waving to Kujo Yuri, Sato Hayato activated his mental powers. The N5 bomb rose effortlessly as his suit propelled him toward the launch silos.
The solo combat system alone couldn’t transport such weight, but Sato Hayato’s telekinesis neutralized the bomb’s mass. Together, they formed an ideal delivery system.
Kujo Yuri bit her lip as Sato Hayato departed. She hated this danger but understood saving Fang Cheng left no room for hesitation. Supporting him was her only choice.
The giant egg-shaped bomb floated beneath Sato Hayato as he raced toward the designated coordinates. Upon arrival, Kanzaki Rin nodded at the nine-tailed fox.
Muttering soundless words, the fox spirit stared at the distant battleground. Eve remained statuesque on the building’s far side, paying no attention.
…
This world’s undead creatures achieved immortality through supreme vitality and regeneration – even a single surviving cell allowed recovery.
Two methods could permanently destroy them: suppressing regeneration (like with Child-Cutting Ankan) or utter annihilation (via nuclear weapons). In this sense, their immortality was flawed.
Fang Cheng’s resurrection differed completely. He revived inexplicably after total death, restoring even expended energy. True immortality through endless rebirths.
Isis examined him like a rare artifact. She’d reduced him to ashes moments before, yet here he stood fully restored.
“True resurrection… independent of healing… remarkable.” Her millennia-long existence had never witnessed such power – this touched divine territory.
Noticing her intense gaze, Fang Cheng hastily clothed himself in blood-created garments. Though adaptable, he preferred not fighting naked.
The 100-meter distance meant nothing – Isis could seize him instantly. Retreating further proved pointless. He needed new tactics.
Though Iyaya’s three-second window seemed insufficient, it offered his only counterattack chance. Survival hinged on exploiting those fleeting moments.