Tokyo: My Superpower Refreshes Every Week-Chapter 773 - 771: Do You Want All Your Wishes to Come True?

Buffalo is a port city on the eastern shore of Lake Erie in western New York State, and the second-largest city in the state, second only to New York City.

At this moment, the city hall of Buffalo has already been notified by the National Guard, but Mayor Endri Migiti has no intention of sounding the air raid alarm or taking any evacuation measures.

He only informed his confidants and family, and then the group quietly drove away from Buffalo. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Endri does not issue any alarms, putting all hope in what Dio said, that when the battle erupts, people will be evacuated.

Although it was said to Emily in Japan, Endri still believes it might be effective in Buffalo as well?

As for why he didn't stay and wait for relocation, naturally, he didn't want to trouble Dio and decided to evacuate himself.

The National Guard also knew the monster was about to arrive but did not immediately deploy.

Fighting such monsters is not part of their plan.

The events of 9/11 are still vivid in memory.

What kind of guarantee did those who risked their lives receive?

This is something that everyone, including other workers, knows.

They are only using drones for remote monitoring of the portal to the Different World.

The dark clouds continued to gather, not only flashing beyond the neon-lit skyscrapers but also in the city's outermost suburbs, where few people noticed the situation.

Until a thunderous roar shattered the night's silence.

People in Buffalo instinctively looked up, gazing in the direction from which the thunder came.

"Hey, what kind of cloud is that? Looks like an abalone."

"Your metaphor excites me."

A group of African-American men idled in the plaza, joking with each other crudely.

Another person shouted with wide eyes, "Look, it seems the cloud is opening."

"Oh, that's really ero..."

The rest of the words stuck in his throat.

Smiles vanished from everyone's faces; their intelligence wasn't high, but they weren't fools either. From the opened clouds, emerged not soft flesh, but a lava giant wholly engulfed in flames.

The gray-brown body was like the rocks at a volcano's crater, showing cracks.

Orange-red flames burned outward from those fissures.

Its face was fierce, with a pair of massive horns, standing about four hundred meters tall, wielding a large knife hewn from rock with a curved shape, flames surging on its surface.

"Humans! Destroy!"

The lava giant's voice was hoarse yet powerful, echoing above Buffalo.

In that moment, the city's clamor came to an abrupt stop, as if someone squeezed the neck of a child, rendering them silent.

But some courageous people directly pulled out their phones, opened TikTok, and started recording a short video, "Everyone, look, that's a monster from another world, it's huge!"

The man continued filming.

News of the monster's appearance had already been relayed by the National Guard to David via a phone call, and while on a helicopter heading to Buffalo, upon receiving this news, he had no choice but to open the cabin door mid-air.

David raised his right hand, "Spear that Shines at the End."

Reciting the true name of his Noble Phantasm, golden lines of light suddenly surged outward from his hand.

The light spiraled in the air, extending upward like the World Tree, then surged forward like electric serpents through the pitch-black clouds.

Each ray of light transformed into David's eyes, allowing him to see distant scenes.

The lava giant beyond Buffalo came into view, with a thought, all the lines of light densely woven across the night sky vanished.

The sky returned to its deep, dark hue.

The lava giant, which was originally gazing at the city, turned its attention to the sky.

...

Inside Buffalo, on the 34th floor of a tall building.

Lights were still on late at night; a designer working overtime didn't even care about the wig that had fallen to the floor, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the view outside.

"Is Buffalo going to be destroyed?"

He murmured to himself.

If everything were destroyed by a monster's strike, it might not be such a bad outcome.

The mortgage on his shoulders, the high alimony for his ex-wife after divorce, all these wouldn't matter anymore.

He felt the pressure of life was too great, leaving him no respite, forcing him to always stay at work.

If he wanted to commit suicide, he didn't have the courage.

When a shooting incident happened, he instinctively ducked for cover.

But if it were a monster, there would be no time to dodge, and no pain.

If that massive blade slashed down, not only would people, but even this building would be destroyed in a second.

"Go, monster! Destroy this city! Destroy those stupid clients!"

The designer stretched out his arms, shouting at the lava giant in the distance.

This damn life would be better off dead!

After shouting, he saw the center of the dark night sky swell with golden light.

Even the surrounding dark clouds were covered with a pale golden filter.

Squinting, he watched as the golden spiral light descended from the sky, resembling a pupating insect, or like a nuclear warhead from a doomsday movie.

The contradictory visions of destruction and sanctity found perfect fusion at that moment from the golden spiral.

Time seemed to fall silent at that moment.

Within Buffalo, only the bars and the speakers carried by African-American shoulders continued to blare music.

Everyone else held their breath, focusing intently on the unfolding scene.

"Die!"

The lava giant bellowed, raising its knife with both hands, as surging flames erupted from the blade's cracks.

In the blink of an eye, an eight-hundred-meter fiery blade formed, slashing towards the golden spiral.

Boom!

The deafening sonic boom spread far and wide.

The buzzing sound was the windows vibrating as the shockwave turned into a gale sweeping through the streets of Buffalo.

It was just October; most people were wearing pants, preventing the scene of skirts flying all over.

"Haha, everyone, look!"

A social media influencer couldn't contain his excitement and continued his livestream, watching the viewer count rise continuously, feeling endless traffic coming towards him.

This wave of benefits from the Different World finally gave him a taste of the heat.

After a brief persistence, the flames dissipated, and the golden spiral fell downward.

The arms and head of the lava giant were shattered; in the golden spiral light, it seemed no other colors could exist here.

The light fell towards the ground.

Boom!

The earth trembled, but the golden spiral didn't expand outward; instead, it slowly disappeared in the air.

On the phone, the National Guard said, "Saint Heir, the monster has been eliminated."

"Hmm."

David replied simply, retracting the Spear that Shines at the End; he heard a voice in his ear, deep, hoarse, with a demon-like allure.

"Do you want to fulfill your heart's desire?

Then go to London; the Noble Phantasm that fulfills all wishes is there!"

"You're not dead?!"

David looked around in shock.

The pilot of the helicopter asked, "Saint Heir, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing."

David fell into silence; such a voice just now was completely different from the one he heard when obtaining the Noble Phantasm, more like the voice of the lava giant he just defeated.

The Noble Phantasm that fulfills all wishes…

Going to London, is it related to Dio?

David didn't think so, because the Noble Phantasm was not created by Dio but has been recorded for a long time.

In the Different World, some Angels Envoy have the power to create Noble Phantasms with extraordinary powers.

This was the intelligence about the Different World the Secretary of State chose to open to him when he obtained the Spear that Shines at the End.

The Democratic Party is already leaning towards nominating him for next year's election.

After all, relying on Mara to compete with the MAGA faction's leader is obviously not possible.

David pondered, still deciding to go back and discuss with Hank about the meaning behind what he just heard in his ear.

Noble Phantasm that fulfills all wishes?

If it wasn't created by Dio but by other Angels Envoy and thrown into this world, then what purpose does it serve for him to go to London?

David scratched his head, unsure if he should get involved in such matters.

The allure of fulfilling all wishes was enticing, but based on his past experiences, opportunities don't just fall from the sky.

David found himself in a dilemma.

...

Japan, 1:50 PM, Yokota Airbase.

Morimoto Chiyoda showed her identity and drove her Lamborghini inside. Unlike last time, the Yokota Airbase now seemed particularly empty.

The reason was simple: a large number of fighter jets were destroyed while supporting Nett.

With the current U.S. military manufacturing capabilities, producing those planes in a short amount of time was obviously impossible.

Morimoto Chiyoda parked her car and walked towards the airport runway.

A petite figure stood on the long airplane runway, golden hair draping over her shoulders.

She wore a heavy Gothic-style dress, quite ornate on top, and like an opened umbrella, very puffy below.

"Emily, could you help me with the Noble Phantasm experiment?"

"No problem, it's good to get out and clear my head, staying inside all day with all sorts of phone calls is really annoying."

Emily's small face showed disdain.

Ever since she obtained the Noble Phantasm, all sorts of relatives suddenly appeared.

Even she didn't know she had so many relatives, all expressing how much they miss her, asking when she'll return home for a reunion.

Including her parents.

Emily had never heard that affectionate mother say she missed her, or that alcoholic father repent with such a sobbing tone.

Those people stuck to her after she made a name for herself, thinking a few words could cover the harm done in her childhood.

"Is that so."

Morimoto Chiyoda didn't expose her lie.

Given her intellect, not receiving calls from those relatives and parents, to be consistently harassed is impossible; it can only be said Emily doesn't want to cut them off.

But she herself wasn't willing to admit it.

Morimoto Chiyoda couldn't say much.

Because family emotions are something outsiders can never understand, and naturally can't help putting them on a scale to measure.

Some people resent their parents due to childhood experiences, while others long for parental approval for the same reason.

"Stand back for the test, I'm going to release the Noble Phantasm."

Morimoto Chiyoda turned to shout at a group of technicians, then turned back to Emily in front of her, "Are you going to release the Noble Phantasm in advance?"

"No need."

Emily placed the Shield in front of her, smiling, "Go ahead."