A Conspiracy, Stepping into the Trap
Some members of parliament and ministers initially held out hope.
After several legions that had accepted the mission to exterminate the Aragami were wiped out, no one ever mentioned the words "kill the Aragami" again.
Neither cold weapons nor Thermal weapons have any effect on them.
Fortunately, although there is no cure for the mutation process after infection with Aragami Cells, the spread is not rapid.
Faced with the crisis of genocide, the Japanese acted efficiently.
Defensive measures and survivor camps were quickly established without any resistance.
Survival is always the primary need.
Twenty-one camps were built throughout Japan.
Especially in Tokyo and Okinawa, the defenses were built to Fianto Duri due to the presence of powerful and influential figures.
Even the mutated and dangerous species, the Wild God, could not break through in a short time.
At this moment, at the Tokyo base.
The Minister of War received a gaunt man with a serpentine, cold demeanor.
The other person had Asian features, but their eyes displayed a cold, fragmented gold color.
"I have fulfilled my previous promise. The plan to send the Aragami to other countries has been approved by the parliament."
The military minister gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.
He clenched his fists tightly, seemingly filled with resentment towards the man in front of him, wishing he could draw his gun and shoot him dead.
Unfortunately, he couldn't do it.
The opponent is suspected to be a powerful Mutants with multiple combined abilities; even an entire army would be unable to capture him.
If the other party escapes, he will lose his last trump card and any chance of survival.
"Well done. Here is the neutralizing agent."
Orochimaru casually tossed a dark blue test tube to the other person, saying in a cold tone, "It can erase the Japanese characteristics from your body, and you will never be affected by the Aragami transformation."
He had prepared three plans, but he never expected the Japanese to be so extreme.
After realizing they had no way out, the Japanese leadership, after being slightly provoked, immediately conceived the idea of taking the whole world down with them.
In this way, the other two backup plans are no longer needed.
"Only one tube? I still have family and friends!"
The Minister of War's facial muscles twitched as he gripped this lifeline tightly.
Realizing his mistake, he quickly knelt on the ground and begged Orochimaru for the "life-saving medicine" almost pleadingly.
"A deal is a deal. I have no obligation to save your family and friends."
Orochimaru gave the other party a cold look and said Nindo, "Don't have any illusions. Even your top scientists can't replicate this drug."
The mission he received from the Main God was to make Japan an enemy of all mankind.
In the Naruto World, Orochimaru was Danzo many times.
Failure is the mother of success.
Orochimaru did make some progress in the political arena after all.
In terms of political maneuvering and scheming, he is no longer a blank slate like before.
Upon hearing Orochimaru's words, the Minister of War was completely deflated, as if he had been doused with a bucket of ice water.
He had genuinely held this idea.
But he didn't trust those useless scientists from Japan.
What if we hand over the reagents and end up not only failing to produce any results but also destroying the samples? Wouldn't that be like trying to steal a chicken and losing the rice instead?
Essentially, he is a selfish person.
If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have agreed to the deal with Orochimaru, that devil.
The military minister had already harbored doubts, suspecting that the so-called arajin was not a natural disaster, but a man-made one.
Now that the life-saving drug has been obtained, this suspicion has been immediately proven true.
"You win!"
The Minister of War gritted his teeth, uncorked the reagent bottle, and gulped down the entire vial of liquid.
The moment he chose to make a deal with Orochimaru, he was already beyond redemption.
There's only one path left to take.
"A wise choice."
Orochimaru nodded slightly.
After doing all this, his body turned into a puddle of clear water.
Meanwhile, in an underground laboratory in Hokkaido.
Orochimaru's true form chuckled sinisterly, then quickly returned to calm.
He couldn't help but think of the Guide named Wang Yan.
"The previous Reincarnator... if it were him, how would he handle this mission?"
Orochimaru was completely bewildered, trying his best to imitate the other's thought process, but he had no clue whatsoever.
Two lines of cold blood trickled down from the corner of his eye. He narrowed his eyes slightly, a look of searching appearing on his face.
In Orochimaru's view, Wang Yan did not seem to have a consistent logic in his actions.
This person is unpredictable, has a confused stance, does not need anyone's approval, and will never sacrifice himself for the common moral standards of society.
He values profit, but he might also ignore certain benefits simply because of the absurd reason that something is "fun".
His own will was the sole criterion for his actions.
"Completely unfathomable."
Orochimaru decided to temporarily abandon his research on Wang Yan's personal traits.
When the Aragami began to wreak havoc on the Island Nation, Charles and Erik Lehnsherr, the two Mutants best friends, finally arrived on the Japanese mainland.
The screams of agony and the chilling sounds of eating echoed from all directions.
Charles was shocked by the horrific scene before him.
The father threw his child toward the Aragami in order to escape with his life.
The woman pierced her husband's thigh, also solely for the purpose of survival.
When the apocalypse struck, some people showed the brilliance of humanity, while many others exposed the ugliness within them.
This place is hell on earth.
"That's terrifying!"
Even Eric, who came out of the concentration camp, couldn't help but sigh.
A rusty, bloody stench permeated the streets and alleys.
The bodies of the Japanese killed by the Aragami were all devoured, digested, and absorbed, becoming part of the Aragami's evolution.
Therefore, there is not much of the stench of decaying corpses on this Island Nation.
"Charles, watch out!"
Erik noticed a small Aragami lunging at his friend from behind, and his pupils instantly contracted into dangerous needle-like shapes.
With a single wave of his hand, the cement block wrapped in steel bars was imbued with enormous kinetic energy and instantly slammed into the small Aragami.
Bang!
"This guy's official name is... Ogre's Tail."
Charles read the survivors' thoughts and some of their memories, and a look of lingering fear appeared on his face.
He realized that...
These so-called wild gods are not animals in the conventional sense.
They lack advanced organ structures such as "brain" and "heart," and every cell in their entire body has no functional differentiation; at most, they have only undergone partial morphological differentiation.
The Aragami's feeding instinct originates entirely from the collective will of its cells.
As for the intelligence displayed by that cunning sneak attack just now, Charles couldn't understand where that intelligence came from!
"My abilities have no effect on the Aragami!"
Charles spoke very quickly, "Can you control the metallic components within them?"
Upon hearing this, Erik's face showed reluctance.
Although he is Magnetic Field Controller and can even fly using the Earth's magnetic field, his Spiritual Power is not strong enough and his knowledge of physics is not extensive enough.
Controlling the metal elements within an opponent's body is currently very difficult.
"I'll give it a try."
In any case, Erik didn't want to let his companions down.
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