I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

“No need for thanks.” Mitra nodded calmly. “I need you, therefore I summoned you.”

He was the ancient Persian god-king, the god of the sun, warriors, law, animal husbandry, wealth, and contracts.

Compared to Vereslana, who focuses on battle, he possesses a wider range of powers and divine duties, and is the holy king served by the Eastern God of War.

The two deities resided in a pristine white palace.

Mithra, radiating a sun-like glow, said, "You seem to have ignored the words of the Father and let that Asura King go?"

"I do not deny it."

Faced with Mitra's question, Veleslana remained uncompromising: "This is my battle, and even if it were the Father, I would not need such superficial support!"

"How willful."

"Hehe~ Please forgive me for this little bit of willfulness with the magnanimity of a king!"

"Okay, I forgive you."

Mitra's lips curled up, showing no anger, but rather a detached air.

Vereslana exclaimed, "You are truly magnanimous."

“I need to apologize to you,” Mitra said calmly. “The sword of Bahram, which is controlled by the god-slayer, is a minion I sent to the earth, and it seems to have become an obstacle to your victory.”

“It was indeed unexpected,” Vereslana agreed wholeheartedly.

If he had known earlier that Mingxian possessed a power similar to his own, such as the [Golden Sword], he would never have used the "Warrior" form in the end, but would have used other avatars to fight instead.

This was also the key to victory or defeat in the previous battle.

Mithra gently waved his scepter: "As compensation for the loss of your Golden Blade, I bestow this upon you."

A subtle ripple seemed to stir in the air, and a greatsword suddenly appeared, descending before Vereslana.

The greatsword was deeply embedded in the stone floor.

Its platinum-colored blade gleamed brilliantly under the dim light, heavy and solemn, the blade as thick as a woodcutter's knife.

Vereslana's eyes widened instantly, his disbelief evident in his expression.

That is————

The Divine Blade of Salvation!

Not Agito: Chapter Forty-Seven - The Victor is Justice

In the pristine white temple, Mithra's gaze slowly settled on the divine sword of salvation stuck in the ground.

That divine blade seemed to bear endless myths and slaughter, emitting a faint, cold light.

“Son of Victory, if the myths of the earth are changed, the divine status of us gods will also be changed.”

“In this world, my divine status as ‘Mitra’ is almost identical to that in your world, yet there are subtle differences, such as the different name.”

Mithras's voice echoed in the temple, carrying an ancient and solemn rhythm.

"When the god-slaying demon kings ravaged the earth, the warrior who defeated them all was called 'the last king to appear in this world' by both humans and gods."

"In this world, I am the 'Last King'."

Upon hearing this, Vereslana nodded, seemingly understanding the situation.

"You entrusted me with such an important divine sword because of your own body?"

At this moment, Mithra still radiated the light of the sun god, but that light carried a hint of weariness, as if it would sink into the ground and disappear completely at any moment.

It was like a flickering candle flame, ready to go out at any moment.

"To fulfill my mission of annihilating the Demon King, I have wielded this divine sword of salvation countless times, and this is the price I have paid," Mitra stated bluntly.

“But god-slayers are not easily born, and there are many eras in which they did not appear at all. Why have you been consumed to this extent?” Veleslana pressed.

Mithra smiled faintly, "Not only have I destroyed god-slayers, but I have also destroyed 'disobedient gods'."

"What!?"

Vereslana exclaimed in surprise, clearly shocked by Mitra's answer.

Mithra said, “It is because there are ‘disobedient gods’ wandering among humans that god-killers are born after they are killed.”

"Then, we just need to kill those gods who act rashly as well."

"Therefore, the world of Mithra, the last king, has not seen a god-slayer for over four hundred years."

In that instant, a crazy and stubborn light flashed in his eyes.

However, the frenzied light vanished in an instant, and the original majesty and solemnity returned.

Mithra continued with a worried, kingly expression: "In short, the world I protected enjoyed a long period of peace and stability until Chi You appeared on the land."

"To prevent anyone from killing Chi You and being reborn as a god-slayer, I have no choice but to send out my servant—the Sword of Bahram."

"But instead, it became part of that human killing."

At that moment, a transparent bubble appeared between Mitra and Vereslana.

The story of how Mingxian killed Chiyou appears above.

This scene seemed to bring back memories of the past, moving Vereslana deeply, but also leaving him somewhat agitated.

The previous battle didn't end cleanly and decisively, which was a little frustrating.

Vereslana turned to look at Mitra, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Such a warrior is truly rare. I can't wait to see what kind of fighting spirit he will display in the battle to come!"

Mitra nodded slightly, seemingly satisfied with Vereslana's attitude.

Then, Vereslana suddenly changed the subject.

"However, I still have a question. Given your condition, you shouldn't have the ability to create more familiars, so how were you able to forge the Sword of Bahram?"

"O Mithras, the god who possesses a majestic appearance like the sun."

"I am a god who can defeat all enemies and demons, and who can cleave the secrets of the gods with his sword."

"It's obvious to me."

"Your body, exhausted from the battle to annihilate the Demon King, has lost its life force."

"But why are you still alive here?"

Mithra's figure was like the setting sun just before it sank below the horizon.

At first, Vereslana thought it was just due to a shortened lifespan, but he gradually realized that Mitra in front of him was just ashes after he had burned out.

He should have died of old age and turned into a corpse.

Mitra suddenly smiled and said, "As expected of a war god."

"As you said, my body was destroyed four hundred years ago."

"However, through the power of the Father, my time was stopped at the last moment before my death."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sacred yet mysterious deity appeared behind Mithra. It was no ordinary being, but a massive "mask" that floated in the void, like a giant beast slowly awakening from ancient times.

The stone mask is carved with the face of a magnificent lion, its eyes hollow and its mane flying, as if it has broken free from the shackles of time and space, existing since the beginning of the world; and will continue to exist even after the world is destroyed.

Two living "snakes" emerged from its left and right ends.

The two snakes flicked their tongues slightly, facing Vereslana and hissing.

“Father Ming”.

Vereslana called Him that.

He is Zarwan, originally the chief deity worshipped by the Zarwan sect of Zoroastrianism. Later, Mani listed him as the highest god of the benevolent realm of Manichaeism and the ruler of the Kingdom of Light in the founding of his religion.

It is believed to possess four qualities: purity, light, great strength, and wisdom.

When the dark demons invaded the Kingdom of Light, Zalvan first summoned the Mother of Life from within himself. The Mother of Life then summoned Holmozd to resist, but they were defeated.

The second time, Mehr Ezeid and other angels were summoned to subdue the dark demons, and their corpses were used to create all things in the mortal world (except for the sun and moon).

The third time, Rushanshahr Ezeid was summoned to rule the mortal world, causing the sun, moon, and stars to cycle endlessly, in order to liberate the imprisoned Lightbringers until the world is destroyed by fire.

It is an existence that transcends the dualism of good and evil; it is the eternal and infinite god, the creator of light and darkness, and the god who controls destiny!

With Zarwan's power, forging the sword Bahram from his own light was an easy task.

"Was it you who entrusted the hero's fate to King Mithra, bestowed upon him the divine sword of salvation, and sent him to destroy the demon king of the earth?"

"Exactly!"

Zarwan's voice was as heavy as a mountain, but devoid of any emotion.

"I demand an explanation: Why did you leave back then?"

As the god who controls time, Zarwan accelerated time on Earth, instantly reviving Veleslana, who would normally take an hour to fully recover.

Logically, they should take this opportunity to defeat Naruhira.

However, he chose to give up.

"The outcome between us is already decided. As the loser, I should have handed over the spoils to him, but I survived only because of Ming's grace, and he is still wounded. If I were to kill such a man with my sword, it would be an insult to the dignity of Vereslana."

Zarvan: "..."

Zarwan was very dissatisfied with this explanation.

However, Mithra could understand: "Father, your [divinity] is too young. You do not know the complex humanity and memories that our ancient gods have bestowed upon us."

[Divinity] is the identity card of an unruly god; it is the overall setting of all memories, personality, and power.

If a god's mythology is long and rich, then the mythology contained in the "godhood" will be more abundant, and their personality will often be very strong, with very clear love, hate and passion.

Conversely, if the mythology contained in a [divine status] is scarce, then the emotions of that deity will be even more detached.

Detached in emotion, driven by rational thinking.

This does not mean that the "self" is weak, but simply that the way "emotion" is expressed is different.

Zarwan originally represented the concept of the passage of time, but it was gradually described as a "deity with personality," hence its voice is very inorganic.

He doesn't understand people's hearts.

Vereslana laughed and said, "However, as the God of War, I will not hold back because of this. Do you want me to take the God of Salvation's Blade and go to defeat the Demon King on earth?"