Chapter 270 Which Pillar are you?
Inside the Marvel Observation Sanctum.
Lucas shook the string of Infinity Stones on his wrist, then tossed them to Strange.
"Take them and play with them. Don’t mess around this time. I’ve cleared the dimensional demon gods out of your body for free, but human desires are always endless. However, if one strives blindly for perfection in everything, it will only create even greater flaws."
Facing Lucas’s guidance, Strange was naturally extremely convinced.
After all, not only did Lucas clear away his hidden dangers, but he also bestowed upon him all six stones. With this thing, he could even beat The Watcher down and naturally protect a region.
"The Watcher is an old stubborn mule. He still upholds the philosophy of The Watcher and doesn’t quite fully intervene. You can provoke him a bit more."
"Understood. Just thinking about it is very interesting!"
Lucas nodded. If the final battle of the What If... series had to be delayed for some time longer, he would come back to watch the movie later.
"Damn System, don’t mislocate the coordinates this time!"
[Ding! Calibrating coordinates, initiating random teleportation... Teleporting...]
"Wait, what do you mean by random teleportation?"
Before Lucas could finish speaking, the World began to spin uncontrollably. The space-time transition of the damn system had grown even stronger, and the spatial pulling sensation was more violent than before, almost causing him to fall flat on his face.
Lucas stepped out of the void in a single stride and steadied his stance. The pungent scent of Warp machine oil, the roar of bolt gunfire, and the sounds of Khorne’s roaring that he had anticipated did not appear at all.
Replacing them was an extremely faint and elegant fragrance of wisteria flowers, along with the sound of the night breeze brushing against the wooden sliding doors of the corridor.
As the bright moonlight spilled down, Lucas saw a neat and simple tatami mat.
Japan?
The surroundings were so quiet that the dropping of a pin could be heard, but a resolute determination permeated the air.
"Crap! Damn System, where did you randomly assign me to this time?"
"Would a Chapter Master of your family’s Astra Militarum decorate his lair into an Edo-period tea room?"
"Do you understand what Warhammer is?!"
Brother System remained silent as usual.
Lucas sighed and looked around, seeing a young man wearing a luxurious kimono quietly sitting on his knees in front of the futon in the exact center of the Japanese-style room.
The man’s face was extremely terrifying; the upper half of his face was covered in purplish-black malignant tumors and rotting flesh, his eyes were almost completely blind, and his skin was as pale as paper.
The entire person exuded an aura of decay and death nearing its end. He was none other than the current head of the Ubuyashiki family, Ubuyashiki Kagaya.
Beside him, two delicately featured little girls sat properly on either side, their expressions calm yet filled with a resolute determination ready for death.
Lucas could even smell a faint scent of gunpowder in the air. This place was densely packed with tens of thousands of kilograms of explosives, mixed with fine steel ball traps, enough to turn hundreds of meters into scorched earth in an instant.
Tsk tsk!
Such incredible power! Not even a firecracker sound was made!
"Oi! Buddy, asking for directions!" Lucas crossed his arms over his chest and swaggered forward.
"Does the Ming Dynasty exist in this World? Have they been harassed? For example, some monkey’s army. I have no interest in interfering, I just want to study history and incidentally toss some small firecrackers over!"
Ubuyashiki Kagaya inside the Japanese-style room was slightly startled.
Although he was blind in both eyes, the Ubuyashiki family had inherited sharp abilities across generations, such as extraordinary spiritual perception. However, in his perceived World, the space ahead had originally been completely empty, yet suddenly, someone’s voice came through.
Kagaya turned his head sideways and spoke gently in that mild voice:
"Ano kata... Anata wa, donata desu ka?" ("Excuse me... Who might you be?")
Lucas was stunned.
What gibberish was he speaking?
Babbling away, he couldn’t understand a single syllable.
"Tsk, I forgot to load the language pack. Wait for me to adjust it!"
Lucas snapped his fingers by his ear and opened a permission for himself so he could understand the other party without needing to study. He was too lazy to communicate using telepathic abilities, otherwise he could have saved the chance for dialogue.
The moment the permission was activated, Kagaya’s subsequent words naturally transformed into fluent Mandarin.
"...Are you a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps? I don’t remember summoning the Hashiras to gather at the residence tonight." Ubuyashiki Kagaya gave two light coughs. Although he was terminally ill, his tone remained calm and steady, carrying a magical power that soothed people’s hearts.
The current head of the Demon Slayer Corps indeed possessed a certain personal charm.
Lucas assumed a comfortable posture, sitting cross-legged on a wooden chair to the side:
"Hashira? What Hashira? It seems I walked into the wrong place, accidentally got lost, and barged into your place. But you’ve buried at least several thousand kilograms of explosives beneath your house. Are you planning to send yourself and your children up to heaven together?"
"That’s really not to be recommended, yo!"
Ubuyashiki Kagaya’s figure paused slightly, and a hint of indescribable astonishment appeared on his rotting face.
He concentrated to perceive Lucas.
However, the more he perceived, the more unable he was to detect the other party’s existence.
Even the Demon Slayer Corps’ strongest Stone Hashira, or those ferocious demons, whenever they appeared, would emanate an aura like a boulder, like raging fire, or like foul stench and blood.
But the man in front of him...
Clearly his ears could hear his voice, and he could even perceive the other party’s casual movements, but in his perception, that place was an absolute "void"!
There was no killing intent, no battle aura, not even the fluctuations of life waves.
Even the flow of air and the refraction of light were walking around him!
That feeling was as if standing before him was not a human, but a vast Universe disguised in human form!
"The aura on your body... is too incredible." Ubuyashiki Kagaya took a deep breath,
"Clearly a person is sitting right there, yet I cannot capture even a trace of a living person’s ripples. Your Excellency... Which ’Hashira’ are you after all? Are you a hidden senior from the first generation?"
"Yet most of the great seniors who comprehended transparent breathing passed away before the age of twenty-five!"
Lucas was amused:
"Hashira? If you really have to say it, does the Pillars of Creation count? I don’t know if it can rank here."
Ubuyashiki Kagaya clearly didn’t understand. Japan at this time was still in an ancient and ignorant period, completely unaware that a patch of starry sky would be named the Pillars of Creation in the future, and just thought it was some extremely secretive Shinto school.
𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
He smiled bitterly and shook his head gently:
"Although I do not know how Your Excellency crossed the barrier to come here, I must urge you to leave immediately. Tonight... this place will transform into an Asura hell."
"A thousand-year grudge is about to be settled here. That man... the ancestor of demons, is coming soon."
"The ancestor of demons?" Lucas lazily yawned,
"Sounds quite scary. In some Worlds, the ancestor of Vampires exists, like Count Dracula, or perhaps special monsters like Leviathan!"
Ubuyashiki Kagaya was silent for a moment, simply assuming that this mysterious expert was joking with exaggerated Zen language.
"He possesses an immortal body, can tear apart hundreds of elite samurai in the blink of an eye, and even sunlight and Nichirin Blades find it difficult to completely obliterate him. He is Muzan Kibutsuji."
"Even sunlight cannot obliterate him? That shouldn’t be!"
"Saying so might be a bit exaggerated, but Muzan Kibutsuji generally does not appear under daylight. He still has weaknesses, but I’m afraid that in his long years, sooner or later he will be able to crack this weakness."
"If we cannot stop him in this era, there might be no hope for the future!"
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