I'm a Hokage in Tokyo

Two explosion-proof nets covered Onimusha and intercepted it from mid-air. Onimusha's body hit the ground with a heavy muffled sound.

The four corners of the modified explosion-proof net still have grabbing hooks, firmly embedded in the ground.

There was still wet mucus on Onimusha's body, and the explosion-proof net as thick as a thumb stuck to Onimusha's armor as soon as it touched it.

It tried its best to spread the wings behind it and struggle, but it couldn't break free from the extremely tough explosion-proof net.

"It's dangerous. I almost let the duck with its mouth fly away. Fortunately, I prepared a backhand."

The on-site commander wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear, and said in fear.

Then a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

This special explosion-proof net is woven in the same way using the arresting wire technology used to intercept fighter jets on aircraft carriers. The arresting cable can even intercept a fighter jet with a landing speed of 200 kilometers per hour and 20 tons within three seconds.

Although this explosion-proof net is only woven with a simplified version of the arresting cable, its toughness is also extraordinary.

"At this moment, you have nothing to do. You can't fly out even if you grow wings, but this time you can escape..."

"Commander, please stop talking!"

Yuji Kanhara and several other police officers wanted to step forward and cover the crow's mouth of the commander.

It's really a real crow's mouth!

Saying that there is no escape, the crows are really provoked, and the Onimusha is given wings. The efforts of the entire Metropolitan Police Department are almost in vain.

"All right."

The commander also felt a little embarrassed, but he quickly cheered up again.

"Quick, quick, quick! Cut and recycle Minamoto's armor and spider, this is a genuine extraordinary weapon."

A specially-made heavy truck slowly drove over, the side door was lowered, and there was a steel fence inside the truck.

"You have also watched the video in the museum. Minamoto Onimusha's body is made of crows. And just now, crows were recruited to form wings."

While other police officers came to recover Onimusha, the commander curiously asked several experts around him:

"Does Minamoto Raimitsu have any connection with crows in history?"

Minamoto Yorimitsu's most famous deed was killing Shuten Doji, one of Japan's three great monsters.

One of the remaining three monsters is the big tengu.

Onimusha finally grew wings, just like the legendary tengu.

Will there be any unknown secrets in this?

"Minato Raimitsu, and the crow? Is there such a thing?"

The historians and folklorists who were brought here could only scratch their heads.

"Could it be related to Minamoto Yoshitsune?" The historian suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Yes, Ushiwakamaru! I should have thought of it earlier." The folklorist said angrily.

"What's going on, you guys don't want to be a secret, tell me quickly."

Historians and folklorists smiled at each other, and finally had their chance to express themselves.

After the supernatural incident occurred in the 19th year of Heisei, the Metropolitan Police Department also thought it was caused by monsters and ghosts. Japan is also a country with a long history and popular ghost stories.

These historians and monster folklore scholars were invited to be consultants, and they were very courteous at first. Officials, consortiums, and even overseas foundations allocated funds to support them in their academic research.

But the good times didn't last long. As the research on supernatural individuals progressed, it was found that these individuals had little connection with or similarities with the monsters in historical legends.

Folklorists and historical experts like them have all been kicked out to sit on the bench, and of course there is no funding.

The expert group is filled with a bunch of physicists, biologists, and zoologists, and they have almost no say in the expert group.

After Arakawa Water God and Kaifangzhu came out, the Metropolitan Police Department thought of them experts again.

In this event about the resurrection of Minamoto Larimitsu's armor, historians and folklorists were also deliberately brought in.

Does this mean that the good times are coming back soon?

Taking advantage of this opportunity, of course they performed well.

"Minen Yoshitsune, nicknamed Ushiwakamaru, you must have heard about this historical figure."

said the historian.

Minamoto Yoshitsune can be regarded as the island country's version of Xiang Yu, who is brave and good at fighting with extraordinary force, but the master of high meritorious service is suspected by his brother Minamoto Yoshitomo, and finally forced to commit suicide.

The Japanese have always liked this legendary tragic hero, and have created countless drama novels with him as the protagonist.

There is a famous saying in the Edo period when the market culture was prosperous: I don’t know Minamoto Yoshitsune, but I know Seimei Gong.

Although Minamoto Yoshitsune became a stepping stone for Abe Seimei, it also illustrates his popularity from the side.

"Father Yoshitsune Minamoto was defeated and died, and Tokiwa, his mother, was taken over by his enemy Heimori Qing. Yoshitsune Minamoto was sent to become a monk at Kurama Temple when he was seven years old."

The folklore scholar took the conversation and continued: "Niu Wakamaru slipped out of the Kurama Temple and met the Yatengu Kurama Shanseng Zhengfang, and he was taught martial arts and the art of war, which became his power to avenge the Ping clan."

"And Minamoto Yoshitsune (Ushiwakamaru) is the sixth grandson of Minamoto Raimiko's younger brother!"

Folklorists and historians said in unison.

"Yatengu taught Ushiwakamaru all the money, could it be because Yatengu knew Minamoto Raimitsu? Or is there any contract between the Minamoto clan and Yatengu?" The folklore scholar analyzed with an open mind.

"It seems to make sense, that's why Minamoto Raimitsu's Onimusha has the ability to control crows and transform into tengus." The commander nodded repeatedly, his eyes shining brightly.

The secrets of historical myths have revealed the tip of the iceberg.

This feeling of uncovering the unknown secrets in myths and legends through clues is really unstoppable.

These folklorists and historians are indeed useful.

The other police officers approached Onimusha cautiously, and when they were about to escort him to the heavy truck, a giant sword connected by sections of steel flew down from the sky, swinging flexibly like a scorpion tail, and stabbed Onimusha.

"Bang!"

Onimusha's chest was pierced directly, and billowing blue flames poured out from the big hole in his chest.

"Ahhhh—"

Onimusha let out a mournful cry, and the two blue will-o'-the-wisps in the eye sockets above the cheeks flickered a few times, and then completely extinguished.

In the next second, the blue phosphorous fire flew up, and the Onimusha was instantly wiped out, leaving only a pile of dilapidated armor parts in the net pocket.

This sudden change stunned all the police officers present.

"What the hell happened?!"

The commander hurriedly pushed away the experts around him, and asked in shock and anger.

I saw a huge, hunchbacked and deformed man appearing on the street at some time.

He covered the lower half of his face with a strange bun, and the steel tail was slowly being retracted under his robe.

When the commander saw the unique robe on this weird man, his pupils shrank, and he blurted out:

"Red clouds on a black background! What do you have to do with the superhuman who broke into the Metropolitan Police Department in this suit? Who are you guys?"

The uninvited guest exuded a cold and biting murderous aura, the steel tail stretched out above his head, and the tip shone with a dark light.

"What's the use of a dead man knowing so much?"