I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

Without realizing it, I felt like I had become a big celebrity.

Also.

After all, the battle of Zarwan plunged the entire universe into chaos, allowing the remaining descendants of the gods to see the scenery at the edge of the world, to know that someone was fighting against the gods, and ultimately to save the world.

The visionaries in the "spiritual network" were in sync with themselves, using the Golden Sword Formation to destroy countless false gods.

They will realize that they are entitled to it as well.

But, the descendants of the gods...

Mingxian squinted and carefully examined Yamada Ryo. His short blue hair and golden eyes, a color not typical of humans, were indeed a symbol of divine blood.

Basically, you can tell whether a person is a descendant of gods just by looking at their hair and eye color.

But there are exceptions.

Those with black hair and black eyes can also be descendants of gods.

Mingxian cleared his throat and suddenly asked, "Are there any musical instruments you're good at?"

"Bass?"

"Stringed instruments? Are you interested in wielding a sharp blade and hacking and slashing?"

"……No."

"The wind instruments?"

"That's fine."

"it is good."

Mingxian took out a metal ghost whistle and placed it in Yamada Ryo's hand, saying, "I have given you the 'Oni Card.' From today onwards, you will be an oni who transforms into a body of steel and fights against demonic monsters with your clear voice."

Yamada Ryo: “?”

Noticing the girl's confusion, Naruhiro calmly explained, "I discovered that the demons seem to be running all over Japan, with many in remote mountains and forests, which is a bit troublesome, so I decided to outsource this job."

"That's a really irresponsible statement."

“In principle, this is not my job; it should be the job of the Divine Temple.”

Did the Shinto Temple pay you?

Mingxian: "..."

What did that girl just say?

Yamada Ryo tucked a strand of blue hair behind his ear and said, "Exorcising demons is the job of the Divine Institution. Now that you've done their job, shouldn't they give you the original reward?"

"What you said makes sense."

Mingxian immediately decided to go to Kyoto and let the old guys at the Shinjiin Temple dump their gold coins on him!

Yamada Ryo then looked at the demon flute in his hand, which could be activated by blowing in one's breath to emit special sound waves, transforming oneself into a demon.

"This is the transformation item?"

“No.” Mingxian shook his head and said, “The transformation item is the Joker, which has already been implanted into your body. This is a ‘box’ that protects your clothes, metal straps, metal belt, weapons, and other various things.”

Yamada Ryo nodded slightly, flicked her ghost flute, and the flute instantly unfolded. She placed her lips on it and gently blew a tune.

A clear sound echoed through the shrine.

The blue winds formed a barrier, enveloping Yamada Ryo. Her skin instantly turned into steel, her clothes were stored in the Oni Flute, and at the same time, the various equipment and clothing in the Oni Flute were transferred to her body.

Because the hood was rather ugly, the armor on the lower body was changed to a skirt and a front hem.

In addition, there are some feminine decorations and metallic armor on the chest.

The demon stood in the shrine.

Mingxian said, "Choose your favorite instrument, receive training, and you can become a ghost."

Yamada Ryo thought for a moment, then asked out of the blue, "Do you get paid to be a ghost?"

Mingxian: "..."

Are you obsessed with money?

Seemingly sensing Mingxian's doubts, Yamada Ryo said seriously, "Money doesn't matter, the main thing is that I don't want to work for free."

Mingxian's pupils trembled, and he immediately felt that what Yamada Ryo said made a lot of sense.

“No problem.” Mingxian waved his hand. “I’ll have the Divine Institution pay for it. From now on, all the ‘demons’ will have official positions and can receive salaries!”

Snapped--

Yamada Ryo clapped along.

After clapping, Yamada Ryo asked, "How do I undo the transformation?"

"Empty your mind and focus your inner vision on your lower abdomen (Dantian)."

"We can only do the first half."

"That's enough."

The wind barrier swirled up again, and Yamada Ryo returned to his original appearance, still dressed in dark clothes that completely covered his skin.

Mingxian pointed to the room in the distance.

"There are sonic weapons everywhere; pick one you like."

He then pointed to the bronze war drum in the center of the courtyard.

"You can try out its power; how to use it is written on the stone tablet next to it."

After explaining all this, Mingxian transformed into a gust of wind and instantly teleported to the distant capital of Kyoto.

It's time to give ghosts a formal position.

……

Kyoto, Arashiyama.

Inside the headquarters of the Shinto Institute, a storm is quietly brewing.

The atmosphere in the spacious and bright Japanese-style room was heavy, as if even the air itself had frozen.

This is where the elders of the Divine Academy gather, and an absurd report about "mortals killing gods" is causing a huge uproar.

"Rio-kun, are you serious about this report? A mortal killing a god and usurping his power... How can you say such absurd things?"

An elder’s words were tinged with dissatisfaction and contempt, as if he alone could see through the absurdity of the world.

Rina smiled gently and said, "I also think it's absurd, but that's reality. The head of the Genmaki family has also confirmed it."

"What do they know, a nouveau riche merchant family? They've probably been fooled by some nobody."

Another elder curled his lip in disdain, his words filled with contempt for the Genju family.

"That's right. And your answer about the world becoming chaotic is utterly absurd. If other prestigious families in the world knew about this, they would probably laugh us, the Divine Institution, to death!"

Upon hearing this, a burst of laughter erupted in the room, the laughter filled with disdain and mockery.

However, Riona was not swayed by these taunts and remained calm and composed.

"I told you, this is reality. If you're not satisfied, you can go find the Godslayer."

The room was furnished in a spacious and elegant manner, large enough to accommodate a banquet for dozens of people.

The elderly or middle-aged male elders sat with their backs to the wall; there were fewer than ten of them.

They were dressed in business suits or traditional kimonos, but no matter what they wore, they could not hide their anxiety and unease.

Most of the elders sat cross-legged, but Riona sat upright and appeared calm and composed.

However, her expression and words revealed a sense of rudeness and provocation.

Seijuin Maki, sitting diagonally behind her, didn't even glance at her, but clearly made a "how miserable" expression.

This detail, like a silent mockery, made the atmosphere in the room even more tense.

The elders were all making expressions that conveyed their dissatisfaction.

"If it's true, do you want all of us from the Shinto Temple to die here?"

"This kind of judgment is not something you should be making!"

"Of course, you may be the reincarnation of the Yatagarasu. But ultimately, the Toba family remains a member of the Shinigami. Your willfulness will be paid for by your family and relatives for your arrogance, do you understand?"

The room fell silent immediately after he said that.

The elders' dissatisfaction and intimidation were palpable.

Riona sat quietly as if she were unaffected. She had foreseen this situation, so she brought her allies. If anything went wrong, she could let Seishuin Maki become her master, unleash her power, and subdue all the elders here.

A demigod-level Onmyoji is enough to suppress this group of people.

Just as the atmosphere became tense, a gust of wind suddenly blew by.

call--

It started as a gentle breeze, but quickly turned into a strong wind, which then created a vortex.

As the cyclone dissipated, Mingxian stood right in the center.

He rang his zither and looked around.

Are you having a meeting?

Riona paused for a moment before saying, "This is the Godslayer I was talking about."

"Yes, I am the Godslayer."

How did you get here?

"The spoils of war."

After a moment's recollection, Riona immediately remembered the power that Mingxian used during the battle of Zarwan when facing the sealed temple. He transformed into a gust of wind and entered the temple.

"This is the power of fate."

Riona said with certainty, "It's not time, not space, not cause and effect, not spirit, but destiny! The destiny of a warrior, the destiny of a king, leads you to the side of those with malice, and to the side of those who need you."

Mingxian nodded slightly and praised, "A very good judgment. If this power had to be described, it would be 'Fate sends me to fight.'"