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The weak are not worthy of speaking, nor are they qualified to defend themselves. Once labeled as pests, they can only wait to be eliminated and die.

The upright methods they pride themselves on, their rich life experience and rhetoric, are utterly useless in the face of true power and dominance—so powerless, so absurd and laughable, so meaningless and insignificant.

'clown--!!

Kikunojo Tendo's gaze vacantly fell.

He suddenly understood.

No, this kind of situation is the normal phenomenon.

When he realized that the entire Tendo family was more valuable than that weak and vulnerable little girl, his granddaughter Tendo Kiku whom he had abandoned.

But to God, there is no difference between an individual and a group of people, or even a nation or a world.

Just as a person wouldn't care about the life of an ant. The real answer is that the weak one and two are worthless.

In such situations, the favored become fearless—he begins to feel jealous, furious, and finally powerless and utterly desperate!

If that person wanted to, healing Tendo Kisara's body, or even making her stronger than the entire Tendo family, would be an easy thing to do.

No, that person has already taken action!

Otherwise, given Mokugen's frail health, he couldn't have fought this long without even taking a breath.

From the very beginning, we were the ones who were abandoned.

Just like ten years ago, when he decisively and ruthlessly abandoned Tendo Kisara's parents.

Even if Rentaro Satomi hadn't blocked that Gastrea, his granddaughter Kisara Tendo would have died in that disaster. He was willing to kill his own children and granddaughter! No matter how much Kisara Tendo hated it afterward—!

He didn't care...and he didn't regret it!

At most, he would only regret not being more ruthless and eliminating Tendo Kisara directly, which allowed her to find an opportunity, become allied with a powerful figure, and bring about the destruction of the entire Tendo family!

——!!!!”

When he finally saw Kisaragi sever Kikunojo's head and fly into the air, Rentaro Satomi exclaimed, "Tendou—"

Rentaro Satomi could no longer hide the anger in his words and the disbelief in his eyes!

"Why—why did it have to become like this—!?"

They're all dead!

Because of his soft heart, he didn't strike immediately. Just as he recovered from the 'death notice' delivered by the majestic, indifferent voice in the void—he was met with a scene of crimson hell! A red more vibrant than roses! It was the color of the blooming flower of evil, like the hellish flower, the Manjusaka!

Standing before him now was no longer his childhood friend whom he had loved since childhood, nor the Kisara-nee whom he had loved, but the 'demon' who had personally destroyed Tokyo—Tendo Kisara!

Rentaro Satomi was furious! As soon as he felt the gravitational pressure disappear, he instantly unleashed his full power and punched Kisara Tendo.

The overclocked machinery emitted a groan of exhaustion, and blue flames scorched the atmosphere—! This punch was enough to blast through the strongest Gastrea's zodiac constellation!

It's unleashed its power!

He didn't unleash his power at the wrong time, but instead unleashed it at this crucial moment. He deserved to never find a wife in his life. That punch, filled with murderous intent, made Kisaragi's gaze turn cold, and at the same time, it strengthened his resolve to kill Rentaro Tendo.

She will repay what she owes with her life, but she will also repay the betrayal with blood for the transgression!

If it were her now—she could do it!!!

Kill the opponent!

"Tendo Drawing Sword Technique - Zero Form!!!" He took a deep breath and assumed a fighting stance. Just as the hurricane opposite him had already blown away the stray hairs from his eyebrows, whoosh!

Like a fleeting moment, like snowflakes dancing in the wind—Snow Shadow, wielding her family's heirloom demon sword, flashed past.

*Pfft, rumble*

The moment they rushed towards each other with their backs to each other, their flesh and blood simultaneously disintegrated.

Although the mechanical arm was sturdy, it was severed from the crook of the arm, and in an instant, seventy knife wounds pierced through its body, tearing it to pieces.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Tendo Kisara's kidneys were also blasted open, leaving a huge bloody hole, and it was clear that he would not survive.

Now that the great revenge has been achieved, even this fatal wound seems to have made me feel no pain; a sense of satisfaction wells up within me!

but.

"Cough cough—how despicable. Rentaro Tendo—you deliberately attacked here, you know perfectly well that's my weakest point." Blood continued to gush from his throat, but Tendo Kisara's face instead blossomed into a beautiful yet dangerous smile, mocking him.

However—unlike you, who were thinking of severely injuring me before killing me, I, who didn't defend myself at all from the beginning and only wanted to kill—am stronger!

Meanwhile, Rentaro Satomi never expected that Kisara Tendo, his childhood friend, would fight so desperately, even though he went against his conscience and subconsciously used that despicable fighting tactic.

The result was still the same—

Perhaps it was the powerful vitality that allowed Rentaro Satomi's head to hear Kisara's words one last time. It opened its mouth as if to say something, but only its lips moved slightly, and in the end, no words came out: "............"

@ ......

Night, who witnessed this entire spectacle:...

Seeing the emptiness in Kisara's heart as he witnessed his revenge being fulfilled, he also felt a sense of guilt, remorse, and regret.

That's because of the regret of not having had a proper romance, the regret of not being able to repay God's grace. Her body should have worked diligently for God afterward to repay the unrequited kindness. But now it seems she's going to die!

Perhaps she should have taken better care of her body? She acted impulsively, and just logged off after having her fun, which is somewhat unfair to the investors behind the scenes.

And on the other side-

The Tendo family wasn't the only ones who died with intense resentment; the one with the strongest resentment and pain was Rentaro Curie.

Especially when the other party heard the name 'Tendo Rentaro' at the end, the soul fluctuations were exceptionally strong.

Do you all feel resentful?

It seems both sides feel the same way; killing once isn't enough.

As the new Kami of this world, Night felt that he had always been a benevolent being.

Should we satisfy these morbid human desires?

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Chapter 146 That's so cool! Are you—'imitating humans'?

Dying once isn't enough—...the one-way train to hell is now unwilling to take these filthy souls!

Just like this equally filthy human world.

*Snap!* Night snapped her fingers.

The next moment, from the abyss of the Golden Demon City, squeezed by the endless undead, several dazed souls were forcibly expelled, as if detoxifying.

Then, with a flick of his fingers, Ye sent these soul torches flying towards the other side of the Pacific Ocean.

We must use evil to punish perversion and use devils to defeat demons, and in dealing with evil, the night is a professional.

But when it comes to dealing with despicable evil, the Marshal is also an expert.

for example--

The sea monster army, which had now joined forces with the Lahem army, was summoning people off the coast of America—intending to wreak havoc and completely exterminate the survivors who had scattered and fled across the land.

"Oh ho ho—hehehe... Here it comes, the blood feast begins!!"

............at the same time-

Deep within the chaotic tide, in the sludge and intestines that resembled flesh and blood, Rentaro Satomi was the first to regain consciousness.

As he struggled to free himself from the mud, frantically digging and digging, instinctively reaching upwards—as if knowing that was the only way to survive—finally…

He broke free from the feeling of suffocation and then stared blankly at the unfamiliar scenery around him.

'I...I'm not dead?' Rentaro Satomi tried to say something, but strange syllables escaped his throat. It was a blank murmur, yet it sounded like a mockery or a joke in that eerie way. This strange sound gave Rentaro Satomi a bad feeling, but before he could think about it, he quickly discovered a terrifying scene.

All around him he saw countless bizarre-looking monsters, their limbs pieced together like those of various indescribable creatures!

That's definitely not a Gastrea!!

It crawls with sharp, multi-legged legs like a spider, and the head of the leader has no eyes, only a vertical mouth.

What is that?!

A wave of nausea washed over him. He saw it—the very thing whose growth form would cause extreme physical discomfort in humans—the Bakamoro!! Suddenly—as if recalling something horrifying, Rentaro Satomi hurriedly looked down at his own body, and upon seeing the pale human hands, he was both shocked and relieved…

Thankfully, it's still in a human form.

But—my own arm actually grew back?! What's the working principle?!

No, I don't have time to think about that kind of thing.

He has to get out of here—he must escape!

Rentaro Satomi began to swim desperately in the muddy, chaotic tide.

Somewhat unexpectedly, he seemed to be in his element amidst the chaotic tides that should have presented significant resistance, displaying remarkable agility.

Along the way, the monsters paid no attention to 'him' at all, or rather—they completely ignored him.

Gradually—Rentaro Satomi, having realized this, continued to swim desperately toward the shore, but at the same time began to observe these monsters more closely.

I don't know what happened...

If he's not dead, is he still in Tokyo?!

We must hurry back to shore to warn His Majesty the Holy Emperor to be wary of these terrifying sea monsters.

The Tendou family has already been destroyed. If something happens to the Holy Emperor, Tokyo will truly fall into a state of powerlessness.

If that time comes—the nation will be doomed.

With the country gone, where could he possibly go to uncover the truth about his origins? Therefore, no matter what, he must protect Tokyo.

(Night, Kisara: No, you just want to protect your Tokyo.)

Meanwhile, Rentaro Satomi hasn't given up yet!! Even after seeing Rahm, who can reduce one's sanity to zero, he still hasn't given up hope.

But for some reason, he didn't actually feel much fear towards those disgusting guys; in fact, he could easily empathize with them...

The moment the word "empathy" or the thought arose in his mind, Rentaro Satomi quickly shook it out of his head.

He's insane! How could he possibly empathize with such a monster?!