I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

Logically speaking, if vital energy is injected at this intensity, the body should bounce as if receiving a heart massage with an electric shock device.

but why?

Why didn't this technique work?

Rina was filled with doubts, but she quickly shook them off and tried the next move.

"In that case, let's use this one."

Suddenly, a talisman that Li Yuna had treasured for a long time appeared in her hand.

The talisman was yellowed and its edges were worn, but it still emitted a mysterious light.

The talisman is inscribed with "Imperial Edict" and features "three dots" and a "ripple pattern," which are symbolic representations of the three stars that protect the Purple Star and the Big Dipper.

As Li Yuna wrote with a pen, she chanted various auspicious mantras.

The sound was clear and melodious, flowing like a mountain stream, and every word contained endless blessings and wishes.

"May the Supreme Beings bless you, may disasters not occur, may your blessings and longevity increase, may your descendants prosper, may your fields and silkworms flourish, may your livestock thrive, and may all evil influences be eradicated."

She gently placed the talisman on Mingxian's chest, closed her eyes again, and devoted herself wholeheartedly to chanting the incantation.

"Your Excellency, the Supreme Deity of the North Star in the heavens, and the Supreme Deity of the Earthly Guardian Talisman, please bestow upon me the wondrous protection of this talisman, and eliminate all calamities!"

This is a healing prayer incantation performed by Japan's top Onmyoji (yin-yang master).

Let alone someone declared "dead," even a skeleton can be healed and brought back to life as long as it is not dead!

but.

In that instant, Riona clearly realized that the secret technique of the great Onmyoji, comparable to that of Abe no Seimei, was actually deflected by the dying Narugen's body!

"My spells won't work on him? What's going on!?"

A hint of panic flashed in Riuna's eyes.

Even she, a top-tier Onmyoji, was helpless.

Hikawa Sayo rushed forward: "What happened?"

In her desperation, Riona said to Saya, who knew nothing about magic, "All the healing spells I cast were deflected by him. At this rate, we can only hope that his life force is as tenacious as a cockroach."

"Healing?"

Saya examined the talisman on Naruhira's body closely: "You mean the thing that was moving around like specks of light just now, but was bounced away?"

Rina nodded, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

She suddenly looked at Saya.

"You can see spells?"

Saya frowned slightly: "That's a curse... It's unbelievable, but since your method won't work, let's take him to the hospital."

Riona snapped out of her daze and realized that Saya, like Hina, was a descendant of gods.

He possesses divine blood within his body.

It's just not as rich and flavorful as Japanese cuisine.

If Hina's divine blood is one hundred, then Saya's is only fifty.

"It can only be the."

Riona breathed a sigh of relief, took out her phone, and prepared to notify Tsuchimikado to prepare for the hospital.

Suddenly, Hina reached out and picked up the talisman on Naruhira's chest, and magical power surged from her body.

The divine blood flowed out with magical power.

Riona looked at Hina in surprise, slightly puzzled.

This is a divinity related to the god of wisdom.

If someone with such a high concentration of divine blood were born into a large family, they would likely be nurtured with all their might by the elders of the clan.

Her sister, whose divine blood concentration was far lower, could see the "curse," while the younger sister, with her much higher concentration of divine blood, mastered the curse at a glance, and even...

I gained some insights.

Riona suddenly felt that the stubborn old man of the Shinjiin Temple, who allowed the descendants of the gods to gather in Tokyo without stepping into the supernatural world and abandoning his duty to "protect the world and destiny," might also be out of fear.

This talent could easily replace the Divine Institution.

Compared to the genius-like descendants of the gods, the Onmyoji of the Shinigami Institute are nothing but a joke.

Embraced by the raging flames, the talisman instantly turned to ashes like a withered leaf.

The Japanese girl swallowed the flame in her hand in one gulp.

Under the shocked gazes of Riona and Saya, Hina slowly bent down, like a soft feather, gently covering the supine Mingxian.

The girl's body, like the gentlest harbor, nestled tightly against Mingxian's fragile frame.

The girl's lips, like the freshest cherries of early summer, pressed tightly against the boy's pale, almost dead lips, like two blooming flowers quietly merging under the arrangement of fate.

The healing spell flowed from Hina's moist lips, accompanied by a subtle sweetness that pierced through the shadow of death and entered Mirage's body like a gentle stream.

Mingxian suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had returned from the brink of death.

……

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After the performance, the five members of Hello Happy World! strolled along the dimly lit streets.

Laughter and joy rang out one after another.

Misaki Okuzawa had already taken off Michelle's mascot costume, revealing her usual delicate face. She then put on a stylish baseball cap, looking both casual and sophisticated.

His gaze involuntarily fell on Genjuro Shin, who was bouncing around beside him.

"Is Junior Mingxian alright?"

Despite having experienced many incredible things, especially the heavy Michelle doll costume, which was actually made of exoskeleton armor inside.

This gave her a certain resistance to strange phenomena.

However, what happened before...

Mingxian had previously transformed into a warrior with golden horns and was locked in combat with the boy who suddenly transformed into a spirit bird.

Both took flight and disappeared into the sky.

It still shocked Misaki.

This extraordinary phenomenon cannot be explained even by the standards of "science" or "science fiction".

Even attributing it to the breathtaking technique of the String Scroll family seems pale and powerless.

Xian Juanxin maintained her signature smiling expression, her voice full of warmth.

"It's okay, Xianxian is someone who never admits defeat, and she'll definitely smile happily in the end."

Even if you say that.

Misaki felt somewhat helpless.

I wanted to ask more questions, but then I gave up.

There's no need to delve too deeply into some things. For an ordinary person like her, even if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up, and the earth-shattering events are far beyond her reach.

Peace of mind, peace of mind.

The world's long period of peace and prosperity has made this island nation, which is prone to natural disasters, somewhat complacent.

Xian Juanxin suddenly stopped in her tracks.

"how?"

Misaki and the other three girls all turned their attention to her.

The cheerful and lively Kitazawa Ikumi's eyes suddenly widened in surprise, and she exclaimed, "Wow, amazing! Little Heart's eyes are shining!"

String Heart's golden eyes seemed to be ignited, and as the light flowed, her eyes were like gold in the darkness, burning fiercely and dazzlingly.

"It's truly a dream." Kaoru Seta spoke like a prince, his words like classic lines from a stage play, tinged with a hint of disbelief.

However, her movements suddenly froze.

Kaoru Seta also witnessed this scene—

The street in the distance, under everyone's gaze, slowly came to a standstill, and the pedestrians vanished without a trace.

This was not just an anomaly in the shopping district; the entire Bunkyo Ward, and even the whole of Japan and the world, saw everyone vanish completely in an instant, as if wiped away by an invisible hand.

"what happened……"

The gentle, blue-haired Matsubara Kanon was so shocked by this sudden turn of events that she covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Okusawa Misaki quickly looked around, trying to find a clue to reason amidst the chaos.

However, reality was crueler than she had imagined.

The surrounding buildings and ground began to melt, everything solid—tall buildings, cozy homes, busy streets, quiet forests, telephone poles, power lines, cars…

Everything is losing its original form, flowing slowly like mud.

Marble-like slurry appeared throughout Tokyo, creating a bizarre and terrifying scene.

On the other side of the world, in the British Isles, magicians are witnessing all of this; their city is half-melted, and fear compels them to retreat involuntarily.

Even more shockingly, magicians with magical powers began to disappear one by one, as if they were being devoured by some kind of force.

In less than three minutes, 99.999% of the world's population evaporated instantly, and 50% of the earth's surface turned into mud with marble patterns. The world returned to the beginning of chaos in an instant.

Only about 10,000 survivors remain worldwide.

These survivors...

They are all descendants of gods.

They are humans who inherited the blood of the gods.

If it weren't for the limitations of this world's fate, their lifespans would be long and they would never age; some powerful ones could easily live for thousands of years.

The descendants of the gods are the last survivors.