At that moment, Amamiya Natsuki suddenly spoke:
"Miko stopped us just now and wouldn't let us go in because you haven't become a so-called 'god' yet, right?"
"Either there hasn't been enough time, or not enough people have been 'sacrificed.'"
"How many more people need to be 'sacrificed' before you can become a so-called god?"
"..."
Creepypasta Natsuki fell silent. He slowly withdrew his outstretched right hand, then said calmly:
"To complete a true evolution, I'd probably need another ten million people to be sacrificed."
"Yikes..."
At that answer, everyone present drew a sharp breath.
Ten million people!
Those were countless living, breathing human beings—not pigs, dogs, or cattle!
Although the Tokyo metropolitan area had a population of more than thirty million, Tokyo proper had only thirteen million people. Millions had already disappeared, and now another ten million would be 'sacrificed.' All of Tokyo would be reduced to a ghost town, with no survivors.
At that moment, even the players who had previously wavered abandoned all their illusions.
No one with even a shred of conscience could choose to sacrifice ten million people just to ensure their own survival.
"Capture him! If he resists, kill him!"
Miss Mitsui's pretty face darkened as she gave the order decisively.
At her command, several special forces soldiers in the group raised their guns without hesitation and pulled the triggers.
Everyone knew that although Creepypasta Natsuki had seemed unremarkable since appearing, he was certainly not an enemy they could capture easily.
Bang!
Bullets streaked through the air.
Ordinary physical attacks were useless against supernatural beings, so the guns carried by the special forces soldiers were no ordinary firearms. They were loaded with [Game]-produced Rune bullets, which could effectively harm vengeful spirits and supernatural beings. Their workings remained unknown, and their numbers were extremely limited.