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As a result, during this period of time, Anshera has been thoroughly trained by Shirou.

Shirou looked out the window at the drifting clouds.

The blazing sun hung high in the sky, making everything above the clouds appear pure and dazzling.

Not long after, the plane arrived at the airport.

After Erica completed the registration process, they walked out of the airport terminal together.

Stepping into Tokyo once again, Shirou felt nothing, probably because there wasn't much in this world worth staying for.

The official history compilation committee was extremely nervous about Shirou's arrival, and the luxury car responsible for receiving him was already waiting by the roadside at the entrance.

“Your Majesty, the carriage is ready.”

Several men dressed in black suits, looking like civil servants, approached Shirou and bowed slightly.

As Shirou approached the open car door and was about to get into the sedan, he suddenly noticed something and looked up at the sky.

The once cloudless blue sky is now filled with dark clouds, which grow thicker and heavier as if they are about to crush people's hearts.

Boom!

A muffled rumble of thunder echoed in the sky, and bright lightning flashed through the clouds.

A torrential downpour suddenly descended, washing over the Tokyo cityscape.

Shirou gazed at the stormy sky to the north, his expression growing serious.

"Is it over there...?"

As a 'godslayer', he already sensed something, and he could also sense that the other demon kings were rapidly approaching that direction.

"Looks like we don't have much time to waste here anymore."

Shirou murmured to himself, then spoke to Erica and Liliana beside him.

"You guys go to the hotel first, I'll be back in a bit."

Both knight princesses sensed the unusual atmosphere, but they knew they couldn't cause trouble for the "King" at this moment, so they obediently nodded in agreement.

"May the King's martial arts prosper!"

Upon hearing their words, Shirou smiled slightly, then immediately entered the Divine Speed ​​Domain, his figure transforming into a golden streak of light as he flew towards the North Sea.

……

On that island in the North Sea, the 'Last King' Rama seemed to sense something and looked towards the direction of the Japanese islands.

"They've arrived... a total of seven Demon Kings. Compared to the eras I've faced before, this is an unimaginable number."

Rama murmured this.

"But it is precisely because of this that the power of the 'Covenant Law' has given me even greater power now."

Rama, the 'Last King,' possesses immortality.

It's not that he can't be defeated, but that he can't be killed.

Under the 'covenant law' woven by a group of patriarchal gods, Rama's immortality has reached a point where it cannot be severed without shattering the entire planet.

Chapter Ninety-Five: The Great Battle Between Gods and Demon Kings

Even though 'godslayers' can acquire the power of 'disobedient gods', they cannot improve their physical strength as a result. The number of powers only gives them more ways to fight, but cannot bring about a qualitative improvement.

Quantitative changes do not so easily lead to qualitative changes.

Even the strongest 'godslayers' cannot easily shatter a planet.

For this reason, neither Rama nor his followers Lancelot, Roshmana, Hanuman, Guinevere, and others believed that anyone could kill the 'Last King'.

"With all the demon kings gathered, this is the perfect opportunity to wipe them all out in one fell swoop!"

Guinevere spoke with great excitement, as if she couldn't wait to see the 'Last King' display his prowess and defeat all the demon kings who roamed the world.

However, Rama, the 'Last King,' simply sighed with little interest.

"Tsk, what a hassle!"

It was as if, for this hero, this battle, which felt like a mission, was simply a waste of time.

But he was, after all, a hero, and he needed to fulfill his duty to kill these demon kings who were ravaging the world as soon as possible, so as to lighten the burden on the earth.

Throughout history, Rama has personally slain countless demon kings, and his hands are stained with the blood of these demon kings who roamed the world.

However, as he continued killing, he finally felt exhausted. Although his body remained incredibly strong, his mind was weary.

Each time he awoke after that, he would mechanically and expressionlessly perform his duties, crushing and killing these demon kings who roamed the world, before falling into a deep sleep.

The countless cycles of reincarnation gradually numbed Rama.

"Boring...boring...these demon lords will never be finished until this planet dies! Every demon lord who thought himself powerful has turned to ashes in my hands, but so what? No matter how powerful I am, I cannot stop them from sprouting up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain!"

"Sigh..." Rama sighed, and the "Savior Blade" in his hand, which was constantly emitting a platinum-gold light, seemed to sense its master's state of mind and emitted a trembling sound.

"Fighting is not what I desire, but this destiny is one that I cannot sever myself. Demon Lords, if you can, then try to kill me."

Rama made this announcement while looking at the distant horizon where the sky and sea meet.

Just then, the island beneath his feet began to tremble.

Rama gazed intently at the azure ocean.

Centered on this island, vast expanses of seawater surged and rolled toward this side.

Following that, a total of six demon kings appeared.

Apart from Marquis Voban, who was still in a soul state after being attacked by Shirou and had not fully recovered, all the other Demon Lords gathered here.

'Martial Arts King' Luo Hao, 'Pluto' Anne Charlton, 'Black Prince' Alexander Gascoigne, 'Queen of the Enchanting Cave' Lady Aisha, 'Sword King' Salvatore Tony... and, following closely behind, the seventh Demon King—Orihara Shirou!

The moment his gaze met Shirou's, Rama felt an indescribable surge of emotion welling up within him.

"That unparalleled magical power...you are the strongest demon lord I have ever encountered...and you also possess..."

"Those familiar forces..."

As Rama said this, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"You actually possess divine power!?"

Seeing Rama's surprised expression, Shirou simply shrugged.

"Is that so strange? I simply took the power of the gods who were defeated by me for myself."

These words were spoken lightly, but apart from Luo Hao and Salvatore, who had personally experienced it, the other four 'godslayers' all showed expressions of shock.

"If you possess the power to seize the divine power of the gods, then that makes sense."

Anne Charlton speculated.

Alexander Gascoigne strongly agreed with this conjecture.

"No wonder the battle between the Demon King and the three main gods that occurred in London caused quite a stir throughout the world."

Of course, the only explanation ordinary people get is "natural disaster".

As the demon kings discussed these matters, Rama's shadow suddenly lengthened, and from it emerged a man with a face similar to his, but with brown skin and a face full of anger.

He appeared with his eyes wide open and said angrily, "Brother, there's no need to waste words with these demon kings. Let's annihilate them again as we have in the past, destroy the Rakshasa on this land, and restore peace and order to the world!"

This man was none other than Rama's brother, Lakshmana.

For Rama, even abandoning his wife and children, Lakshmana was capable of doing so.

Therefore, Rama's trust in Lakshmana was unparalleled.

"Brother, you're right. We can't waste any more time. The heat in my body is almost out of control. If we delay any longer, unimaginable natural disasters will occur in human society!"

Rama's expression gradually became serious, and a chilling steely aura emanated from his thin body.

At this moment, Rama finally took on the appearance of the final king, the most famous great hero in Hindu mythology.

He slowly raised the "Savior Blade" that radiated platinum light, took a deep breath, and said to the group of demon kings, "I did not want to fight, but this is fate, and none of us can escape it!"

However, upon hearing Ramana's somewhat tragic words, Shirou laughed heartily.

"Then sever your destiny!"

Shirou's words resonated with Luo Hao.

"Hahahaha! Well said! As the strongest people in the world, we should not be bound by so-called fate. If anyone tries to obstruct us, we will cut them down!"

Salvatore Tony was also quite excited.

"I never thought we'd be fighting side-by-side. Let's see who takes down the 'Last King' first!"

The other three demon lords remained silent upon seeing this. They had never even met Shirou before, so they couldn't be considered familiar with him. They only knew some relevant information through their respective magic societies.

Now that they have seen it with their own eyes, they have only just begun to have a slight impression of Shirou's personality.

It seems that the new "king" is a friend of Luo Hao and Salvatore Tony.

Alexander Gascoigne recounted the information he knew: "It is said that all three of them challenged each other. Luo Hao and Salvatore did not win in the end, but both of them challenged Orihara Shirou, and he was the one who ultimately won."

As he said this, Alexander Gascoigne remembered something else.

"By the way, just recently, Marquis Voban was also defeated by him."

Chapter Ninety-Six: The Power of a Burning Planet

Upon hearing Alexander Gascoigne's words, both Anne Charlton and Mrs. Elsa's eyes widened slightly.

"He actually managed to defeat that sword fanatic and martial arts fanatic, and even the oldest demon king, Marquis Voban, lost to him..."

Mrs. Elsa, like a teenage girl, covered her lips and exclaimed in amazement.

"That's amazing...!"

While the three of them were talking, Luo Hao and Salvatore Tony, the two battle maniacs, couldn't wait to attack the 'Last King' Rama.

Before Rama could even swing his "Savior Blade," Luo Hao had already struck first.

"Fighting south of the city, dying north of the city, dying in the wilderness unburied, yet the crows can eat them. Tell the crows: Be a guest, a hero."

"The dead lie unburied, their rotting flesh unable to escape their clutches. The waters rush and the reeds sway in the darkness; the fierce cavalrymen die in battle, while the worn-out horses linger and neigh."

Above the heavens, a golden Buddha's giant palm descended from the sky, and the Luo Hao Sect Leader arrived like a colorful phoenix with wings, his palm technique, which had been gathering power for a long time, followed.