Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week Chapter 741 - 739: Dealt a Heavy Blow to My Innocent Heart

The night deepens.

As one phone call after another spread towards different targets in the colorful city.

The bright white light illuminates the surroundings.

The previously deserted streets quickly receive several trucks, carrying various instrunts and the researchers operating them.

The intelligence agency personnel are left behind here.

What price is paid behind the scenes?

That's sothing to be determined among the upper echelons and will not be disclosed to these executors.

They just need to complete the tasks assigned from above, recording every piece of data from the researchers ticulously.

This isn't really a difficult task.

Because the current instrunts simply cannot capture the existence of the boundary.

They can reach out and touch the boundary, perceive it, but the instrunts show no reaction, nothing at all.

The only thing that can be displayed on the screen is an unusual magnetic field reaction in this region.

Is such a magnetic field reaction harmful to the human body?

And how does it co to be?

These are things the researchers are baffled by and topics they are eager to discuss tirelessly.

Additionally, Emily's shield is photographed in detail by them.

Even the battle wear needs to be observed and analyzed in detail to see if it relates to the creation of the boundary.

No one can guarantee that those wear marks aren't patterns resembling wear marks.

Emily's treatnt has also been elevated, allowing her to have a concealed private toilet at any ti, and enjoy delicious food and drinks.

"What ti is it now?"

She yawned, looking at the rectangular pit projected to be over a hundred ters deep below, the ink-like darkness obscuring everyone's view, with only loud sounds coming from below.

The initial fear has faded with ti and is now not so alarming.

Katerina said softly, "It's nine forty-one now."

"Really, I want to eat cantaloupe."

Emily turned her head and made her request.

The powerful adaptability of humans makes the atmosphere on-site leisurely, as an invisible breeze quietly appears above.

Aozawa didn't continue to sleep at ho but appeared here.

At seven forty, Aozawa sensed that soone had sent a ssage to him, so he didn't stay here and used the gamification ability to conjure the Holy Lord, having him and the Executioner fight and act here.

Now appearing, naturally, he thinks it's necessary to wrap up the matters here.

He doesn't want the Holy Lord and the Executioner to battle for days and nights.

If it were large-scale destruction, it could be considered thrilling.

Such localized battles for days and nights would feel unbearable.

Aozawa used Ti Suspension.

A grayish-white filter covered the world.

He directly used Schrodinger's Cat to jump to the bottom, didn't turn into the Holy Lord but used the backdoor left by gamification to change the next actions and lines of the Holy Lord.

Then, the grayish-white filter disappears.

His eyes slightly ward, and he fully activated Complete Distortion.

In an instant, the void presented complete distortion and deformation.

"Emily, look quickly!"

Beep! Beep! The instrunts suddenly explode with a piercing alarm sound.

On the screen surface, the magnetic field presents a completely distorted spiral.

The researchers exclaid in astonishnt, "No, it's impossible! The space is distorted?!"

Emily's heart skipped a beat, looking at the screen of the detection instrunt beside her, then quickly raising her head, only to see large quantities of dark clouds descending like a funnel.

So much so that the dark clouds fail to obscure the starry sky behind them.

Bright stars are visible to the world, but the intense distortion cannot even avoid the starlight.

The Holy Lord was going all out!

Emily's previously relaxed heart jumped to her throat in an instant, her two short legs clenching tight, as worry and tension made her feel the urge to go to the bathroom.

Katerina took a deep breath, seemingly trying to ease the atmosphere, and asked, "Do you want to eat cantaloupe?"

"Eat!"

Emily nodded decisively.

At this mont, not eating might an never tasting cantaloupe again.

Katerina was slightly stunned; she really didn't expect that at this mont, Emily was actually in the mood to eat.

But the cantaloupe couldn't be delivered quickly.

"How about a sip of orange juice?"

Just as Emily was about to say yes, she suddenly rembered her current situation was not good.

Continuing to drink orange juice might cause a dam burst and flood.

She decisively shut her mouth, quietly watching ahead.

The dark clouds and starlight seem to be riding a spiral slide downwards, sliding all the way to the bottom.

There, no light can be seen, nor is there any sound.

The darkness seems to have solidified into liquid, lying quietly on the ground.

…

Ti passes one second, two seconds, three seconds.

Deathly silence continues to envelop here.

Emily wants to peek out, but worries about eting a pair of crimson eyes, she can only stand at the edge of the pit, silently cheering for the Executioner in her heart.

Don't lose!

Boom! Suddenly, a loud sonic boom erupted in the air, and a figure shot upwards like a teor.

Imdiately followed by a thud, Emily was sent flying backwards.

At the critical mont, Katerina kicked the ground with both feet, lunging forward at top speed.

She spun swiftly, grabbing Emily's shoulders, twisting to release the force, then cradled Emily in her arms.

The shield engraved with golden wings shattered, and the invisible barrier dissipated.

Hula, the Holy Lord stood at the edge of the pit, eyes red like blood, with a noticeable sword wound from the left shoulder to the right waist, faint icy shards lingering around the wound.

A large amount of golden blood gushed out, yet its expression showed not a hint of weakness, but rather high spirits.

"Do you think that guy can beat ?

Ridiculous!"

Its sturdy tail swung gently, sweeping its gaze around, speaking violently: "Who do you think I am?! To treat like a circus monkey!

I've decided!

To annihilate this country, to destroy all humans living on this land!"

At the end of the statent, the Holy Lord roared.

All the agents and researchers present, including Sanjushi Tera, paled in fright.

They realized Emily had been lying earlier.

The Executioner was not a match for the Holy Lord!

Emily lay in Katerina's arms, wanting to cry but finding no tears: "Can, can we reconcile?"

Stamring out these words, even Emily felt there was little hope.

"Heh."

The Holy Lord laughed disdainfully, just about to mock.

Emily noticed a familiar figure silently appearing behind the Holy Lord.

He gently placed his palm on the Holy Lord's back.

The Marked Detonation ability was activated.

Silently, a black chrysanthemum pattern spread under the hand.

"Bastard?!"

The Holy Lord turned around in shock.

Aozawa activated Marked Detonation.

Boom!

The towering two-ter body erupted with cracks, from which flas and smoke burst into the air, causing the fearso presence to vanish completely.

Yet the heaviness in the air didn't weaken a bit, only replaced by a stronger Angel Envoy.

Dio!

Sanjushi Tera felt his throat dry; it wasn't the first ti he heard this na, but the first ti seeing him in person.

Perhaps the Holy Lord's shocking death made him feel Dio's height reached hundreds, or thousands of ters, with such terrifying oppression that even his thoughts felt like freezing.

Tap, tap, Aozawa walked with a graceful cat-like pace, the sound of shoes tapping on the ground echoed through this silent night.

Everyone stood there like motionless statues, not even blinking an eye.

Only Emily jumped down from Katerina's arms, joyfully saying: "Dio, why are you here?"

"Of course, to save you."

Aozawa smiled: "Star Platinum can be found anyti.

If you were to die, I'd be heartbroken."

Despite Emily's reluctance to admit it, at that mont, she felt unexpectedly moved, a joy of being valued.

Yet she was rational, quickly suppressing the joy rising in her heart, curiously asking: "Were you hiding nearby the whole ti?"

"The Holy Lord is a troubleso opponent, if you don't choose a mont when he's unguarded to appear, confronting him head-on would be too big a commotion.

It might even destroy Japan."

Upon hearing Aozawa's words, Emily patted her chest and said: "Fortunately, he's already dead."

After speaking, she didn't get the expected response, sensing sothing off in the air, asking cautiously: "The Holy Lord should be dead, right?"

"Its ability is to distort everything, including turning its own death into immortality."

Aozawa shook his head, not confirming the Holy Lord's death, smiling: "You don't have to worry too much, even if it reverses its death, it would be sowhat weakened.

In the short term, it won't dare to trouble you again."

"Really? That's good."

Emily breathed a sigh of relief.

Aozawa nodded, didn't stay, his figure turned into an invisible breeze disappearing from the scene, returning ho to continue sleeping.

With his departure, the nearly frozen atmosphere instantly relaxed.

Many sighs were heard, so even collapsed to the ground, legs too weak to stand up.

Sanjushi Tera wiped sweat from his forehead, then stepped forward: "Miss Emily, I apologize for what happened earlier, I hope you understand how powerless we ordinary people are before Angel Envoys."

Emily didn't easily forgive Sanjushi Tera, that would make her forgiveness seem worthless, "Hmph, can a simple apology make up for the harm to my delicate heart?"

Sanjushi Tera sighed in relief, smiling: "Of course not, we're willing to compensate for the psychological damage you suffered."

"Let think about what exactly I want."

Emily responded accordingly, not wanting to strain the relationship too much.

Sanjushi Tera respectfully handed over his phone number, speaking softly: "If you need anything, rember to call."

"Okay."

Emily accepted his card and added: "Katerina, let's go ho."

"Alright."

Katerina nodded, leaving together with her.

Sanjushi Tera looked at the deep pit, a hint of sadness in his eyes, Dragon...

Eh, for things to end like this, it's considered a blessing amid misfortune.