Sato Crawled Out of Someone's Stomach

Sato burst out laughing when he saw this.

He rarely acted like this. Only when he was truly happy did he laugh out loud.

The reason he laughed now was because he had won!

Bai Xing had shared Magnetic Force with him and Nagai so he could make them fight like crickets. It was an amusing game.

And now, Bai Xing had so clearly lost patience with Nagai that he had even sent him flying with a single punch.

Naturally, that proved that he had defeated Nagai in this game.

Perhaps others would be angered at being treated like crickets in a jar, but Sato only found the game entertaining.

He was genuinely delighted to have won it!

Most importantly, he had not only won this contest against Nagai, but had also successfully dragged Bai Xing into the game.

He had forced Bai Xing, who had originally looked down on everything and manipulated events from behind the scenes, into the sight of the entire world because of the US Military's surprise attack.

Of course, he would have to pay a price for it as well.

"280,000 Volts—Machine Gun Fist x Desperate Self-Sacrifice Fist!!"

Machine Gun Fist.

It was a new move Bai Xing had comprehended under the US Military's overwhelming firepower.

Calling it a new move was not quite accurate. It was more like an upgraded version of Rapid Bullet Fist.

It retained the original's formidable penetrating power while increasing the frequency of attacks.

Once unleashed, his fists fired like a machine gun.

They directly formed a barrage of firepower. The entire world filled with fist shadows, and every single punch was real!

The enemy had nowhere to hide and no way to evade!

Desperate Self-Sacrifice Fist was a technique Sato had comprehended and created when he died beneath Bai Xing's fist.

Its structure was simple, however. After their first clash, Bai Xing had already understood its principles.

Replicating it posed no difficulty whatsoever.

And now, Bai Xing had added Desperate Self-Sacrifice Fist to his newly created Machine Gun Fist.

Every punch in that barrage now contained two hundred percent destructive power!

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!

Even the invisible, formless air became as viscous as liquid beneath those tyrannical, incomparably swift and powerful fists. It began with ripples like those on water, rapidly developed into rolling waves, and then became raging tidal swells!

Grayish-white currents, almost tangible in form and mixed with countless flashing electric arcs, surged in every direction.

The US Military outside the ruins was the first to suffer!

Armored vehicles and tanks were overturned outright. Even steel armor capable of blocking shells was torn apart by the storm, then detonated by electric arcs.

Despite wearing insulated combat suits, the soldiers were like delicate flowers and grass caught in a Category 15 super typhoon. In an instant, they were ripped to pieces.

Let alone intact corpses, not even remnants could be found.

Armed helicopters in the sky came crashing down crookedly. Their spinning rotors shredded some soldiers who had been swept into the air by the gale into chunks of flesh.

Blood and organs scattered in the wind, then turned into dark-red viscous matter under the aftershocks before finally vanishing into the distance.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Armored vehicles toppled over, tanks exploded, and armed helicopters erupted into rolling fireballs after crashing.

Perhaps until the moment they died, they never imagined they would not perish on the front lines, but in the aftermath of a true powerhouse's battle.

When the chaos finally subsided, Bai Xing could not help letting out a heavy breath.

Desperate Self-Sacrifice Fist was already a move that injured the enemy by a thousand while harming himself by eight hundred, much less when used together with Machine Gun Fist.

Though its power was unmatched, the strain on his body was simply too severe.

Even with Bai Xing's physical constitution, his muscles ruptured, his bones broke, and blood sprayed wildly!

He killed himself and regenerated, refreshing his body's condition.

Bai Xing slowly rose into the air.

Looking down, he saw devastation as far as the eye could reach.

The Crisis Management Center had long since vanished. Even the area within several hundred meters around it had become ruins.

He could vaguely make out tank wreckage and charred human remains.

Sato, who had faced Bai Xing's assault head-on, had already been completely vaporized, leaving not even a scrap behind.

The surroundings were deathly silent, like a scene from hell.

Yet within this hell, there were still two living people.

Nagai Kei, having completed his regeneration, struggled to his feet.

He looked at the figure in midair, his eyes filled with terror.

The other was Shimomura Izumi, kneeling on the ground naked.

Having faced the battle's aftershocks at close range, she had died several times in quick succession.

Even her body had been torn to pieces.

Yet she had regenerated again through her Ajin constitution.

What she found unbelievable was that when she faced the violent aftershocks again, an endless stream of inexplicable power had emerged within her body.

It helped offset the impact. Though she still could not avoid dying in the end, at least her death had not been quite so immediate.

She was currently lost and confused. Whether it was Tozaki Yuu's death, the terrifying destruction caused by Sato and Bai Xing's battle, or that strange power within her—

All of it left her at a loss.

Besides those two, there were actually others who had survived.

They were Tanaka Kouji and the others whom Nagai and Tozaki Yuu had captured earlier.

They had merely been locked in prison cells, and now that the cells had collapsed, they were pinned beneath the rubble.

Though they would not die in the aftershocks, they could not escape the ruins anytime soon.

However, Tanaka and the others could all summon Little Black. If no one contained them again in time, escaping would only be a matter of time.

Bai Xing ignored Nagai and merely glanced at Shimomura Izumi.

He had already planted the seed of power within her.

Whether it could take root, sprout, bloom, and bear fruit would depend on her own ability.

Since matters here were settled, Bai Xing flew away without the slightest hesitation.

Yokohama.

Owada Hospital.

Today was the thirteenth day since Anzai Kuranosuke had become the division chief of Toda Corporation.

But it was also the tenth day he had spent lying in the hospital.

During the first half of his life, he had worked hard and schemed carefully, treading on thin ice in the workplace as he climbed upward.

At last, in his forties, he had achieved his ambition.

He had officially assumed the position of division chief and had even suppressed his longtime rival.

Yet he had never expected to suddenly suffer severe liver failure just three days after taking office.

He had to receive a liver transplant.

But for a time, they simply could not find a liver compatible with him.

After several days of delay, Anzai Kuranosuke heard that the board of directors was deeply dissatisfied with him and had even begun discussing revoking his promotion.

This made Anzai Kuranosuke extremely anxious, so he had someone spend a great deal of money making inquiries on the black market.

At last, he had found a compatible liver donor.

The price was somewhat high, but in order to recover quickly and return to work to shine once more, it was all worth it!

Fortunately, everything went smoothly. The operation had already ended, and Anzai Kuranosuke had been transferred out of the intensive care unit.

He only needed some more time to recuperate before he could make a full recovery.

Lying in bed, Anzai Kuranosuke felt more relaxed than ever before.

He turned on the television, which was broadcasting live coverage of Tokyo.

Watching the chaotic Tokyo on the screen, his newly relaxed mood gradually vanished.

He could not help sighing. "Those damned Ajin! They really are a scourge upon humanity!"

At the same time, Anzai Kuranosuke could not help worrying.

After all, Yokohama was less than thirty kilometers from Tokyo.

He was afraid the chaos would spread here.

Just as he was considering whether he should send his family elsewhere to avoid the trouble for a while—

A sharp pain suddenly struck his abdomen, and then the pain washed over him like a tidal wave.

Before Anzai Kuranosuke's horrified eyes, a bulge appeared on his stomach and grew larger and larger.

Riiip!

The incision that had just been stitched shut tore open.

Blood sprayed from inside his body.

Then an even more horrifying scene unfolded.

A bright-red lump of flesh emerged from his abdomen, rapidly growing hair and facial features.

His skin was very pale, his eyes narrowed to slits, and a faint smile hung from the bloodstained corners of his mouth.

"Hi, are you okay?"

Splat! Splat!

The person grew larger and larger.

At the same time, Anzai Kuranosuke's chest and abdomen were being erased in the process.

The entire sight was profoundly grotesque!

It was hard to imagine a naked, bloodstained man emerging from another man's stomach.

And as he emerged, the other man's chest and abdomen continuously disappeared, replaced by this man's body.

Anzai Kuranosuke felt his breaths growing shorter and more ragged.

Everything below his sternum and above his pelvis had completely vanished, as if a third of his body had been cut away.

Yet he was not dead.

At the brink of death, Anzai Kuranosuke saw the man who had crawled from his stomach casually stand beside the bed, pick up the baseball cap from the top of the clothes rack, and put it on his head.