Tokyo: Parasite
Chapter 324 94: Ito doesn’t want to take the blame
Chapter 324 94: Ito doesn’t want to take the blame
Corcovado Mountain.
Because of the presence of the Christ the Redeemer statue, this place has always been a tourist destination in Rio and is one of the important origins of the name of the City of God.
Especially after the angel appeared, believers all over the world received endless encouragement.
Tourist destinations related to God are very popular.
This enthusiasm has continued to this day, and it can only be said that it has subsided slightly.
There are still a large number of believers who enjoy going to various churches to pray, and even make pilgrimages to any slightly related place, not to mention this world-famous statue of Christ.
Tourists are required to make reservations in limited numbers every day, and a large number of believers gather on the slightly cramped platform to pay the highest tribute to Christ and pray at the same time.
I dare not say that all the people who come here are believers, but they definitely do not hate the existence of Christ.
Down the mountain.
In a hotel with a view of the mountain, the assistant of the voodoo ambassador looked reluctantly at those people who were still unaware of the disaster that was about to happen. He slowly put down the telescope and looked at the ambassador beside him, his hands trembling.
“Sir, please think about it again. That’s hundreds of lives, and it’s a statue of Christ. If we anger that unknown supernatural being, we will definitely die.”
The ambassador glanced indifferently at the assistant who had been speaking discouraging words. He was not surprised by his timidity, but he was not happy about it either.
“Life is a gamble. We never have the ability to be the banker, but if we win big, at least we can be gamblers instead of chips.”
The assistant didn’t dare to say anything else, although he felt that it was okay to be a bargaining chip. At least there was no need to bet on this almost certain death.
“Go ahead. I’ve disliked this statue for a long time. Our Voodoo God is the true God! All your achievements will be noticed by Bondie!” The ambassador gave instructions to Aitor.
In an apartment somewhere, under a pile of cigarette butts, the leader of the largest gang in the Rocinha slums finished the cigarette in his hand, walked to a laptop and pressed the enter key.
At almost the same time, on the rooftops of several buildings near Mount Corcovado, a number of drones that had been prepared in advance began to take off, carrying large amounts of fuel.
They have been programmed, their goals have been set, and now all that remains is execution.
“Don’t blame me. Since the ritual has a purpose, it has a reason to exist. I just want to survive. Who told you to come out and join in the fun of traveling?”
Ato hypnotized himself a few times, and under the brainwashing of his terminal illness, he, who already believed in the God of Money, only recognized the God who could save his life.
With a long sigh, he neatly cleaned up all traces of the room.
Afterwards, he threw a few cigarette butts of the original owner on the ground.
After doing all this, he followed a safe path, got into a car, and drove away quickly, waving his sleeves, leaving a huge chaos behind him.
hospital.
When the two “birds” hit the statue of Christ, causing a huge explosion of fire, more “birds” suddenly appeared near the statue of Christ and crashed into various parts of the statue with its arms outstretched.
Maria came back to her senses with a pale face, as if she had been hit hard in the heart.
Even though she was not a devout believer, when she witnessed this blasphemy against God with her own eyes, she found it difficult to breathe and she was distraught.
The only thing that quickly woke her up was her mother’s wailing.
“Oh, God”
“no no!”
“Is this some kind of projection?”
In the hospital garden, everyone who saw this scene covered their mouths and screamed in fear, including Maria’s mother.
Maria hurriedly pushed her mother’s wheelchair around, comforted her, and then quickly pushed it towards the inpatient ward.
There was no intention of even looking back.
“Mom? Mom! How are you?” It was only when she was almost at the inpatient department that she realized that her mother had not made any sound except for the initial scream.
She quickly knelt in front of the wheelchair and found that her mother was holding her chest tightly, closing her eyes, beads of sweat the size of beans dripping down her cheeks, and unable to utter a word.
“Giselle! Giselle!” Maria’s father came up from outside, panting. He took a look at his wife’s condition and quickly patted Maria, who was at a loss. “I’ll take care of your mother. Quick, go find a doctor!”
“Yes! Yes, doctor, doctor!”
Maria ran and shouted in a hurry.
God was consumed by flames.
This seems like a joke.
But it came true today in Rio.
The statue of Christ with his arms outstretched is now covered with orange-red fireworks, as if the supreme Christ has been blasphemed by the offended, but ultimately still looks at the world with compassion.
The drone filled with fuel not only set the statue of Christ on fire, but also cut off the passage down the mountain. It seemed like a rain of fire was falling from the sky, falling on one tourist after another.
Thick smoke billowed, and the door of the small church on the base was also set on fire. People inside wanted to get out, and people outside wanted to get in, and the two sides collided with each other, causing chaos.
From time to time, people who were in a panic or on fire would climb over the wall and roll down the cliff like a ball of fire.
From a distance, the burning statue of Christ looks like a burning cross, which is spectacular.
From the slums to the commercial district, from street vendors to the president of the country, watching this scene, people felt sadness, anger, and contemplation, to name a few.
Shirai stayed quietly at home and did nothing to stop it from happening.
She can save you temporarily, but she can’t save you forever.
If you really want to save the world, you must have enough strength to establish the kingdom of God on earth.
Although this fire might bring her some troubles in this regard, in a sense, it might even bring her some help.
As for what the trouble is.
Burning the statue of Christ is like slapping the Holy See in the face.
No denomination can tolerate such a thing that undermines the prestige of God.
They will definitely retaliate at all costs.
The Paladins now nominally have a cooperative relationship with the Holy See, and they are also loyal to God, so naturally they will not sit idly by and watch this situation.
Therefore, next, regardless of whether Rio will actively request support or not, the Holy See will take the initiative, call on one or two paladins to support them, rush to Rio, and launch a carpet search.
Find out the culprit and wash away the shame of the burning of Christ statues and believers.
If it was Jennifer who came, it would be easy to deal with. Shirai had met her before and knew her strength. Well, she cannot be said to be weak, but just okay. He thought that it would not be a big problem if he continued to hide in the city. Anyway, she was not the murderer. Even if he dug up clues about the man in black robe, it would be difficult to find her whereabouts.
If it was Ye Jie who came, Bai Jing would have to consider hiding in the rain forest first.
She was very wary of this being who had already used the angel possession technique twice, and had subdued two world-destroying demons.
Although Shirai’s ability, the Black Light Angel, also has the word “angel” in it, the degree of development of his ability is completely different. It is impossible to reach the exaggerated level of Ye Jie.
But compared with the above risks, the benefits are still obvious.
For example, now she discovered that a new qualified person was born near her.
After this incident, there will definitely be more than ten qualified people in Rio, and at least three or four can be picked out from them.
The news report was still going on, the host was in tears. In the picture, the entire statue of Christ including the nearby terrace was covered in flames. The remaining people must have hidden in the church, but as long as the flames were not extinguished, they were destined not to hold out for long.
Fortunately, the area blocked by the flames was not large, and many people who went up the mountain escaped the disaster. Only a small number of tourists were surrounded by the sea of fire. But that was still hundreds of lives.
“.Let’s do it for God in the church! What I saw!”
The host’s surprised voice drew Shirai’s attention back.
As the photographer zoomed in again and again, a figure of a tourist running forward in a sea of fire appeared on the screen. He was wearing mountaineering clothes and had his hood pulled up, so his face could not be seen clearly. He was carrying a backpack and was stepping on the flames, rushing upwards quickly.
The leaping flames touched him just like dogtail grass hits a person, and were casually knocked aside, without causing any damage to him or even the clothes on his body.
Anyone who can do this is most likely extraordinary.
Shirai seemed to be lost in thought. He searched through several characters in his mind, and the only one who fit the description was the missing guy.
Ito Seiji.
It was fun to play with fire in front of him.
However, his appearance is a good thing for Shirai. At least it can attract a lot of attention and also push the identity of the man in black robe onto him, which is a good thing.
At this time, the person involved, Makoto Ito, was not in a good mood.
After being knocked unconscious again by Xiao Ke’s tentacle in Yutou Town, Ito’s spirit was completely gone.
Although he didn’t know why the other party let him go again, he still developed an instinctive fear of Xiao Ke’s existence.
I even developed sea phobia because of it.
If you stare at the sea for a little longer, you will seem to see Xiao Ke’s terrifying tentacles shoot out and split him and the earth he is on in half.
Even drinking water feels like drinking poison.
He could only use his ability to force the water into his mouth.
So after confirming the destruction of Yutou Town, he felt melancholy and used traveling to numb his soul.
He doesn’t believe in any religion. He came here purely because the only place worth visiting in Rio is the beach, and he definitely won’t go to the beach.
What he didn’t expect was that someone would dare to play with fire in front of him.
He seemed to feel provoked.
He accepted that he couldn’t beat the giant octopus, because the giant octopus was truly no match for human power.
He accepted that he couldn’t beat the big lizard, because the giant octopus was his backer.
But who are the ones you set fire to with the drone?
I wouldn’t abuse fire like that, but you dare to burn it everywhere? And you’re burning the statue of Christ?
He doesn’t even dare to mess with that damn paladin named Ye Jie!
He had secretly attended the Battle of Tokyo, and he was sure that someone had discovered his presence but had not pointed it out.
He simply couldn’t understand the damage Ye Jie suffered after the angel possessed him.
These villains did dissipate when they burned the statue of Christ with fire, but the problem is that he is the most famous among the supernatural beings who use fire. Even though he has not officially appeared in public for several years, he still has a high popularity on the Internet, and fire is his representative ability.
This kind of operation, coupled with the fact that he happens to be here, can easily bring disaster upon himself.
Plus, he really couldn’t stand such behavior.
He would not save people deliberately, nor would he want to see someone maliciously harming others in order to achieve his base goals.
“Don’t let me travel in peace. Don’t let me know who set the fire!”
He put on a hood to hide his face, released the ability to hide, and leaped towards the flaming cross in front of him. Wherever he passed, the flames jumped away happily.
Inside the chapel at the base of the Christ statue.
The priest in charge here frantically fetched water from the bathroom, even the small holy water pool was not spared, and wet piece of clothes to cover his mouth and nose and seal the gaps outside.
“Ahem! And, ahem, is anyone short of wet wipes?”
“Quick, close all the windows!”
“Ahem, it’s broken! A window is broken!”
“Stop it, I have wet wipes!”
Under the scorching flames, they are like barbecued pork in an oven. They have now completed the preheating stage. Even water cannot extinguish the oil that stubbornly adheres to the wall until it burns out. If nothing unexpected happens, they will be roasted here.
Several people who went to fill the gaps came back groaning with their hands full of burns, while some people who stayed where they were lowered their heads in shame, not daring to look them in the face.
“Not enough people! Ahem! We need more people!”
The priest called out to the survivors, but received little response.
“If we delay any longer, we will all die!”
Amid the priest’s roar and the imminent danger to his life, someone finally stepped forward to seal the gap in the high temperature.
But the priest knew that there was a ventilation hole high up in the church, which they could not block at all. All they were doing now was to do their best to delay the time for survival. After all, for such a serious matter, even the laziest officials would organize rescue as soon as possible.
He could only pray for speedy rescue.
And organizing people also has its benefits. At least it can prevent everyone from losing control due to internal panic for the time being, which gives everyone a glimmer of hope.
As long as a person has hope, he is still a person.
“Pray! This is a sacred place. The Lord will surely answer our prayers! Grant us the light of salvation!”
The priest encouraged everyone with the most certain words in his life.
There were already many devout believers here, and at this critical moment of life and death, they prayed even more sincerely.
“Please pray to the merciful Lord! Encourage our companions! Praise their courage! The Lord will save the lamb who bravely fights against misfortune!” While leading the prayer, the priest encouraged those who had blocked as many gaps as possible.
For a moment, the small church was filled with dull prayers separated by wet wipes and coughs.
Outside, Ito, who was approaching, could clearly hear the movements inside. After all, fire was his medium.
“Oh, I never thought that I could become a messenger sent by God to save believers.”
Izuku laughed at himself.
However, the look in his eyes when he looked up at the sun was a little dazed.
Could it be that I came here aimlessly and happened to be here by coincidence, or is there an invisible hand behind the scenes silently controlling everything?
In the flames, he couldn’t take a breath of cool air, but could only take a sip of hot, oxygen-deficient air.
“For the sake of the good things I have done, please don’t put the blame on me for this incident.”
Izuku murmured a few words, opened his hands and closed his eyes.
In an instant, a large amount of flames completely violated common sense and broke away from the combustible materials, gradually gathering into several fire dragons and rushing into Ito’s palm.
He clenched his fist, and the tail of the flame disappeared. The residual heat was still there, and the oil was half gone, but there was no spark at all.
(End of this chapter)