I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 517 The 'Truth' of the Demiplane

“You can call me 'Hiroto Fujisaki',”

"However, a name is just a label, and I guess that's not what you want to hear."

On the outskirts of the city, in a mountain park reduced to ruins, a handsome high school boy talks fluently, seemingly indifferent to everything.

"Simply put, I am someone who has lived from the 'War of the Gods' a thousand years ago, and because I promised a certain 'god' to change this 'sky'—"

The boy raised his hand, as if to grasp the sun, or as if to tear the entire sky apart.

"destroy."

???

These words, no matter which world they are placed in, would be considered extremely 'outrageous'!
Only a group of people who had just fought a battle with the 'god' could calmly listen to him continue.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not some 'evil villain'."

The handsome high school boy lowered his hand and placed it on his heart.

"Strictly speaking, I am the one who is righteous."

Kamijou Touma, Tokugawa Shizuka, and Ninja Hikaru all had a "who are you kidding?" look on their faces.

Even Kafka Riku and Kawai Mai, who were somewhat shrewd, simply kept their faces expressionless and remained silent.

The appearance of this 'Fujisaki Hiroto' was simply too eye-catching, with a dense swarm of 'masked demons' following behind him, making him look less than human. No one would believe he wasn't a major villain.

The only subordinate who could be considered 'humanoid' was a girl named 'Nora'.

Yet, it was dressed like a dead person, with words covering its entire skin; no matter how cute it looked, it still exuded an eerie aura.

"You guys, don't judge a book by its cover."

The boy shook his head slightly, looking 'heartbroken'.

He is not the 'evil villain' of this demiplane, but the mastermind behind the entire supernatural world!
That's right, this boy is actually someone's clone.

This demiplane is different from the Warring States demiplane; those who enter are all 'experts.' If there's no one to keep things in check and they're allowed to run rampant, even if they don't 'break the heavens,' it wouldn't be a good thing if they just turned this world into chaos. Therefore:
“I am the messenger of the Mother of Creation, the Eden of the World.”

? !
Everyone was startled.
This 'Izanami' is the ancient name; the name familiar to modern people is: Izanami!
If he is an envoy of the Lord of the Underworld, then controlling the 'Face Demon' is understandable; perhaps, as he claims, he is truly on the side of 'justice'?
"Hey! What's up now?"

Just then, a voice came from afar.

A short-haired boy in a tracksuit, a girl in a high school uniform, and a boy who is thirteen or fourteen years old.

? ?
"So many outsiders."

The trio who arrived at full speed were taken aback. The people present were clearly not ordinary people; judging from the battlefield of the collapsed mountains and the information they had learned at the 'Divine Conference', they were most likely 'outsiders'.

“Here you are, my child.”

"Hmph, who do you want me to kill this time?"

Facing a handsome young man about the same age as himself, 'Matsujin' Yato felt extremely bad.

After all, in his 'memory', the other party was definitely not a good person; and every time he was summoned by 'real name', it was for the purpose of killing.

Kill people, kill demons, kill gods!

However, thanks to these experiences, even though he only had one follower, Yato's combat prowess remained among the top in this dimension.

Demon level!

Moreover, it's not the kind of substandard product built on the power of faith.

"Now that everyone's here, let me tell you an 'old story'."

The handsome young man, followed by countless 'faced demons,' slowly recounted a secret from a thousand years ago, the deepest secret of this demiplane.

"Outsider, in your world, there are also 'eight million gods,' right?"

"And this small demiplane also has beings that are said to be 'eight million gods'."

When this topic came up, even Ie, who usually had a blank expression, couldn't help but have her eyes light up and be drawn in.

The Great Tengu who promised to build him a world with "everyone" is, in a sense, also a figure from mythology. It's never a bad thing to learn more about the secrets of the gods.

"The answer is simple: the gods of this world—"

"is fake."

Upon hearing this, Kafka and the others were not particularly shocked, because the island nation's think tank had already made this guess.

Putting everything else aside, this world also has the 'Inari God' Miketsu and the 'God of Fortune' Ebisu, and these two have already left obvious traces of activity in Tokyo: if the Inari God and the God of Fortune in this demi-plane are the same two who bestowed the divine tree and granted 'blessings' everywhere—

Then what's the point of them fighting? They would have surrendered the moment they entered this demiplane.

Moreover, given the unpredictable strength of those two, suppressing them with a wave of their hand would be no difficult task: in short, the 'gods' of this world are too weak.

Demon-level strength is not worthy of the status of the gods of 'Takamagahara'.

"Because they are all 'avatars'."

The handsome young man named 'Fujisaki Hiroto' gave the answer directly.

“A thousand years ago, during a great war between the gods, the gods of Takamagahara sent out their ‘avatars’ to fight—it would have been beneath their dignity to personally participate.”

Of course, there is also the fear of death in most cases; the gods' so-called "immortality" is only relative to mortals.

The one capable of killing a god must be another god!
In that era, divine bloodlines were everywhere, and various divine artifacts circulated among 'demigods' and 'divine descendants.' It was quite normal for ordinary gods to be killed if they were unlucky.

"However, even if it's just an avatar, the 'main world' where you outsiders reside was still shattered."

"This 'demigod plane' is one of the fragments."

? !
"Wait!" High school girl Hiyori Ichiki raised her hand.
"You said the world we live in is a demiplane, and you even talked about shattering the main world."

What kind of nonsense is this?

This is unscientific!
"Ha, you're already in a soul form, what's the point of worrying about science?"

The high school girl, rendered speechless by the other party's words, turned to look at the god/partner/lover beside her: Yato.

"So you called me here to help you kill the god?"

Yato had absolutely no interest in the mythical stories his 'father' told him.

His only concern now is, who to kill?
"All."

The handsome young man named 'Fujisaki Hiroto' smiled slightly.

"If we want to deal with 'Heaven,' we need to eliminate those 'gods,' or at least most of them."

As everyone listened patiently, the handsome young man continued to recount the 'story' from a thousand years ago.

"The world shattered, and a portion of the gods' avatars hid in this demiplane."

"At the same time, a fragment of the Kusanagi Sword also fell into this demiplane."

These 'avatars' should have returned to their original bodies, but the world was shattered and spacetime was disordered, causing them to remain here: however, this stay lasted for a thousand years!
"Over the course of a thousand years, these 'avatars' have experienced a lot and gradually developed their own little schemes."

Returning to their original form means their 'disappearance'.

This was originally a matter of course.
But over countless years, the clones will think, weigh their options, and betray!

"They enshrine the 'Fragment of the Ame-no-Murakumo Sword,' which is called 'Ame-no-Murakumo.' Its power is a 'spiritual network,' absorbing the spiritual energy of everyone in this world for the gods to use."

After saying that, the handsome young man glanced at the high school girl, Hiyori Iki, with a cold smile.

"Didn't you ever think about it?"

"Why is it that this world has gods and demons, but no humans with extraordinary powers?"

Even her ability to 'apart her soul' was stabilized with Yato's help. In a sense, she is already a 'person' of the gods.

? !
These hurtful words startled Hiyori.
Is the upper limit of all humans in the 'world' she lives in locked?

Humans are not the source of power for the 'gods', but rather the source of power for those 'divine incarnations'.

"Understand."

"Everyone and every god knows that the lord of Takamagahara is Amaterasu."

"But has anyone in this world, not even a god, ever seen Amaterasu?"

No!

There is only one ethereal 'heaven' that controls everything.

"I see,"

After hearing the other party reveal the 'insider secrets' of this world, Kafka and the others nodded.

No wonder those 'gods' showed such great hostility towards them!
Their appearance signifies the resurgence of spiritual power in the 'main world,' and the true gods are beginning to turn their gaze toward the human realm—those avatars who hide in this demiplane and call themselves 'gods' are in danger of annihilation at any moment.

Being absorbed by the main body and turned into an 'interesting' memory is something most 'divine avatars' would definitely not want to face.

Even in this remote corner, they are still high and mighty 'gods'.

Once they return to the main world, they will face the fate of disappearing.

"Such a past is truly mysterious and unpredictable."

Hikari couldn't help but sigh, but she also felt the same way, since she now had to take care of more than seven thousand 'little sisters'.

"If she wants to be independent, then let her be."

Rather, what Guang would prefer to see is that all seven thousand of her younger sisters become independent; that would satisfy her as the "older sister."

"Ha, the real gods wouldn't think that way."

The handsome young man raised his hand and pointed at Touma Kamijou.

"You don't actually think that this 'God of Purification and Demon Extermination' appearing here is just an accident, do you?"

Touma Kamijou was taken aback when the topic suddenly turned to him.

“He is blessed by the God of Fortune.”

He was the first child of the creator god.
A covert arrangement!
"Touma,"

Shizuka Tokugawa instinctively grabbed Touma Kamijou's hand, her heart tightening.

She didn't regard the 'gods' of this world as gods at all, after all, they were 'too weak'.

Now it seems that it was indeed so; they were just clones. But if a real god were to intervene and threaten Touma, what would she do?
"Don't worry,"

Touma patted Tokugawa Shizuka's hand, looking fearless.

"Regardless of who this power comes from or when it is taken back, what I need to do is—"

While the power is still in his hands, he should use it to help more people!

such as:

Liberate the world.

So this is the reason why Principal You was talking about as a 'savior'?
(End of this chapter)