I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 606 Sunshine Shines on the Seal of the Moon
"Hey, isn't this it?"

Pegasus hopes to have the 'Eye of God' after his advancement, so that he can see clearly the person under the long robe and hat with a single glance.

It is precisely because I see things clearly that I feel even more confused.

Isn't that Ichiyo, the eldest daughter of the Nagisa family?
What is she doing here?
As the face of the island nation's royal family, Tenma naturally recognized Ichiyo: not because Ichiyo was particularly strong, but because behind her was Yu-kun.

But this person's abilities can only be described as 'difficult to describe in a few words'.

A truly top-tier counterfeit product!

"This mysterious guy is so weak."

Even the fighters on the sea below frowned: they were all experts in physical combat and were naturally very sensitive to 'aura'. This mysterious person's aura was only at the level of an ordinary fighter, and it had no sharpness at all; his whole body exuded a 'weak' feeling.

I thought he was some mysterious master!
Not to mention them, even Nagisa Ichiyo herself doesn't consider herself a master.

But having been thrown into this battlefield by Yu, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and face the consequences.
"I've had enough fun too,"

The white-haired, red-eyed man, 'Orochi,' could naturally judge Yi Ye's strength. He didn't even glance at her; instead, he raised his hands and crossed them in front of him.

"Begin to cleanse the world—Light of God!"

In an instant, endless white light descended from the sky.

The light was not fast, but it was overwhelming, and as far as the eye could see, everything was a white blur, obscuring the entire sky.

"Tsk, this attack looks like it has a wide range."

KYG looked up.

He smacked his lips.

Can I escape the attack range?

"Fool,"

A crisp voice interrupted his thoughts. In the live stream, the sailor-uniformed girl 'Gui Gui' appeared, and the search god pointed to the sky and rattled off a string of words:
"The aerial attack not only covered this battlefield, but affected the entire world!"

Ok? !

That's true.

In that instant, America on the other side of the planet, and the European countries in the dead of night, suddenly welcomed 'noon'.

White light descended from the sky, shining equally on every corner of the planet, even reaching the North and South Poles: just as the 'great serpent' had said, it was preparing to cleanse all humanity on this planet.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

America

Bang!
"President, Mr./Mr.—"

The door to the Pentagon command center was suddenly kicked open, and several senior personnel rushed in.

"That demon has unleashed a planetary-level spell! Quickly, let's take refuge together!"

"Refuge?"

The blond president raised his hand and pointed out the window, which was filled with 'light'.

Where should we seek refuge?

"Underground nuclear protection facilities, or us—"

Faced with the urgent words of several senior figures, the president raised his hand and pressed down.

"I'm not going anywhere."

"If America is destined to perish today, I will stand with it."

? ?
"Sir, good luck."

The experienced individuals exchanged glances, then turned and sped away.

The fact that they came to call out to the Grand Commander was already considered as doing their utmost: thousands of meters below the nearby "Senior Headquarters," there was a sturdy shelter: the result of several mages skilled in earth magic working day and night to excavate it.

The building's structure incorporates extraordinary alloys, along with a large amount of defensive magic, and is said to be able to withstand an A-rank/Dragon-rank attack.
Of course, it's just a claim; it hasn't been tested yet, and no one is willing to test it.

No one was sure whether they could withstand an S-class attack.

In any case, most of the veterans have already rushed to the underground shelters; as for whether they can survive, let's leave it to 'the Lord in heaven' to decide.

New Mexico,
Lord, we pray to You;

Those who dwell in the secret place of the Most High will abide under the shadow of the Almighty.

Faced with the overwhelming, cold white light, millions of ordinary people in their pajamas stepped out of their tents, knelt down on one knee, and clasped their hands together in devout prayer.

They were refugees who fled from the west coast and gathered here after hearing about the miracles of the 'Lord'; after learning through KYG's live stream that the sudden turn to 'daylight' was not a miracle but a cataclysmic disaster, prayer became their last resort.

"The Lord is our refuge, our city, and our God, in whom we trust."

Led by Labergen, countless people prayed in unison, and a torrent of spirits surged toward the white figure in the sky.

"He will deliver you from the snare of the bird catcher and from the deadly plague."

He will cover you with his feathers, and you will take refuge under his wings; his faithfulness is a shield, both large and small.

Luigi absorbed the massive mental fluctuations, allowing him to materialize a sun in his mental space, suppressing the roaring fire lord and the tentacle monster in the mist. His golden pupils gazed at the descending light from the sky, showing no fear, no wavering, and not even a trace of emotion.

“I will never withdraw my loving-kindness toward all beings, nor will I forsake my faithfulness.”

My covenant will never be broken, and what my mouth says will never be changed.

As Luigi murmured calm words, his body shone brightly; like a small sun, his golden rays met the white light falling from the sky!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

England
"Your Highness, you—"

"Go and seek refuge."

Raising her hand to stop the newly appointed prime minister from speaking, the girl standing on the roof of Buckingham Palace, holding the holy sword 'Durandall', looked at the white light descending from the sky.

"I must withstand this attack."

Princess Charlotte hadn't even considered whether she could stop it.

This isn't a question of whether we can stop her, but rather, if she escapes, who in all of England will be there to stop her?
Merlin, the one waiting for the king's return? "Then please allow us to stay here as well."

The Prime Minister bowed, and the other cabinet members followed suit.

It wasn't that they were particularly loyal and wanted to 'live or die with England'; it was simply that staying by the princess's side increased their chances of survival.

Don't forget the Angel Barrier of the Holy Sword 'Durandal', which can even withstand 'Void Dog Cannon'!
But will this 'light of divine punishment' actually be effective?

forget about it.

If we're really going to die, then the whole world will die together.

Thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem so sad anymore.

France, Sandezi, Barat
Such scenes are playing out in many countries, but very few people actually seek refuge there because:

"An attack that could cover the entire world?"

Standing in front of the Metropolitan Police Department window, Chief Inspector Takeya, who was unusually free from work, spoke in a calm tone.

"Don't panic, the Akatsuki has already made their move."

If even the Akatsuki organization can't resolve the current crisis, then it's useless for them to go up there. Moreover—the director had a thought he couldn't say out loud: if this light covering the whole world is allowed to fall, the remaining people in the island nation will surely die. Those beings in Takamagahara will eventually have to make their move, right?

If I could see those beings fiercely battling the 'Orochi' before I died, it would be worth it.

It would be even better if Takamagahara were to suffer a loss!

This planet is frequently insulted by powerful figures, as if it could explode at any moment, causing Director Zhuya to accumulate immense pressure that is hard to describe.

His mind is not twisted, and his willpower is so strong that it has already broken through the heavens!

Afraid of death? He's afraid of not dying!
come on,

His gaze fell on the live stream screen next to him, on the 'Akatsuki member' who had appeared and remained motionless.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Hey, Ichiyo, the enemy's attack is about to land."

?

A helpless voice echoed in my mind.
The heiress, whose mind had short-circuited, finally came to her senses.

She frantically pulled out a mirror, and as everyone gritted their teeth and awaited their death, she pointed it at the white-haired, red-eyed man.

"The Sun's Eye Suspended in the Heavenly Rock Cave"
Ancient tales inscribed on the wings of the Yatagarasu (a mythical bird).

—May your brilliance shine upon the dew on the divine fence.

???

As Ichiyo recited the prayer, the fighters waiting to die on the battlefield, as well as Pegasus Nozomi, Hikaru, and others who were attacking in vain, all turned their heads to look.

This prayer is not to be used carelessly, especially in this age when divine power is being revealed.

In island nations, this represents:

"Ok?"

Even the 'Great Serpent,' which had posed with its arms crossed and unleashed divine light that covered the entire world, let out a soft exclamation.

"The fire that burns away the miasma of the Yellow Springs far away, tempering and refining the spirit."
Eight hundred thousand divine prayers were tied to the golden ring.
The Yata no Kagami (Eight-Span Mirror) illuminates all things in the universe!

The prayer wasn't short, yet it was already finished by the time everyone came to their senses, as if they had all forgotten to stop it, or rather, the thought of stopping it had never even crossed their minds.

As the clear-voiced, distinctly female member of the Akatsuki finished reciting the prayer, a crescent moon emblem suddenly appeared on the ancient mirror in her hand. Runes resembling ancient tree roots spread through the void, and a cold, radiant light was suddenly cast upon Orochi.

In a flash,

The once invincible and perfect man's figure suddenly began to flicker violently, and the figure of a boy appeared and disappeared in the flickering.

The mirror held by this Akatsuki member reflected a handsome fourteen-year-old boy.

Chris, one of the Eight Heroes and Four Heavenly Kings of the King of Fighters universe!

? !
"The light in the sky has stopped!"

"It was the Akatsuki who made their move, just as I expected—"

"Great! I knew that organization wouldn't stand by and watch the world be destroyed!"

The indifferent and merciless white light that was sweeping down on the world suddenly paused in mid-air, as if it had encountered some kind of obstruction.

In an instant, the world, which had been resigned to its fate, erupted in countless suppressed cheers; the reason they were suppressed cheers was because the demon god known as 'Orochi' had not disappeared. Although His condition appeared unstable based on the live stream, who knew what changes might occur during this time?

"I see, I misjudged you."

As its figure flickered, the white-haired, red-eyed 'giant snake' showed no panic, as if this were just a trivial matter.

"Have you already made your moves in the human world? Zhuiyue—"

? ?
Asking me won't help.
Holding the 'Yata no Kagami', Nagisa Ichiyo stood quietly in place.

If Yu hadn't told her that these were the Three Divine Artifacts, she wouldn't have dared to come over.

Or rather, if she didn't trust Yu, she would never have dared to do such a thing: Tenma Ai-miko, who was wearing the 'Yasakani no Magatama' beside her, had never fought 'Orochi'.

"To reflect my descent form, thereby interfering with my descent;"

"You've won again this time."

The white-haired man, whose figure kept flashing, raised his hands and revealed a sinister smile.

"But I didn't lose either—"

Pfft

Next second,
His chest suddenly exploded, and a small, fair hand reached out.

"Hahaha~~ Got it!"

Amidst the arrogant laughter, the space behind the giant serpent trembled, and a girl, also draped in a red robe with black clouds, appeared.

With her classic Hime cut, delicate features, and that perpetually forgetful, or rather, 'full of fighting spirit' voice, who else could it be but Jiu Kong Yao Ai?
(End of this chapter)