Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

King of Crimson

'Your unique existence is etched into the depths of hell, the source of myth! The heavens will echo countless times with your name and tales—the Crimson King, the Crimson Demon, the Antichrist, the Lord of Malice, the Antithesis of Justice, the Messenger of Destruction…'

"How are you feeling?" Lucifer took a handful of popcorn, stuffed it into his mouth, and looked at Tsurugi with a smile.

"I feel like... a lot of people are calling me. Damn, it's a bit noisy," Tsugumi said, frowning slightly.

"You'll get used to it. From today onward, your name will become a part of history, just like mine, and your name will appear in the religious scriptures of some newly born worlds—"

Lucifer paused, then said jokingly

"According to Easterners, you have already attained the Dao fruit within yourself, and can be considered to have achieved immortality and gold, thus proving your Dao to all the heavens."

Is that all? Without countless years of cultivation, hardship, and tribulations? For Dongjiang, it was just a few trips and some fun that led him to achieve what countless people dream of: true immortality!

But who can say that this is absolutely unreasonable? Of all the efforts to cultivate over countless years, the guidance of a master is clearly more effective.

Of course, although Tsurugi has a rank, his physical strength is significantly lagging behind—this is a characteristic of him as the Crimson King, at least he can ensure that in any world he descends and transforms, he will at least be evenly matched!

Tsurugi closed his eyes. He seemed to feel his existence being projected into countless worlds, his name being written by each and every one of them, and then—

"Damn it, how come there are so many unofficial histories all of a sudden?!" Tsurugi opened his eyes and cursed instantly.

"Hahahaha, sooner or later, no, you'll find it even harder to get used to than we will!" Lucifer laughed loudly, looking at Tsurugi's terrible expression.

The person who used to laugh at others has become the person who laughs at himself on this day, and it's hard for Lucifer not to be happy about it—otherwise, why do you think he would suddenly give his crown to Tsurugi?

Welcome to the ranks of those whose stories are fabricated by various Christians!

Moreover, as Lucifer said, Tsurugi's ability to travel freely allowed him to more directly observe some of the strange alterations made to him by the world than Lucifer and the others. It could even be said that his transcendence, which was of the right rank but lacked the necessary strength, was just a prank by Lucifer.

Although those are not him, they are merely the result of writing and engraving his name and his existence. Most of those who exist can only be described as another person bearing his name.

After all, you can't say that everyone named Michael is an incarnation of Michael.

But as long as its nature meets Tsurugi's conditions, and he casts his gaze upon it and chooses to descend upon that avatar, the illusion in which it resides will become the reality he observes.

In the sky, a deafening roar split the firmament open, revealing a void of white.

The air echoed with ROO's roars and Beelzebub's furious curses.

"Tsugumi, you son of a bitch!!!"

"Hahahaha, that Red Stone guy didn't even realize it was the old man's poop all this time?" Lucifer laughed gleefully.

"That's right, it's a fly, it's perfectly qualified to compete for the old man's excrement, hahahahahaha!"

At this moment, ROO, who had already defeated God's representative, turned on him without hesitation and was about to swallow the demon kings of hell, whom he considered part of himself, whole.

Then, she will absorb all the darkness of this world and enter the next world! To find the next world that Yahweh has visited!

He seeks revenge! He will slaughter Yahweh! He will mercilessly crush and destroy each and every world He created!

So He was the first to eat Beelzebub—or rather, the impatient Beelzebub kicked Mammon aside and was the first to rush over.

The moment the Fly King was swallowed, it did not hesitate to descend in its true form.

In an instant, the Gluttony Demon King's immense essence descended into ROO's body. Lucifer's body was expelled instantly, while ROO, completely bewildered, was turned around and sucked into Beelzebub's body.

He resisted unwillingly, trying to tear open Beelzebub's abdomen, but in the next moment, Beelzebub immediately transformed into Baal's form.

This degenerate form of the Canaanite mythological chief god, even though he was a forgotten ancient being, directly suppressed most of the divinity within ROO!

"No need to resist! I am Baal! I am the god of storms and war!" Beelzebub roared, clutching his stomach where he had swallowed ROO, and warily eyeing the three demon kings before him.

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All his divinity, power, authority, and everything from the forgotten old days were ruthlessly taken away by Beelzebub.

Beelzebub devoured it all with almost greedy abandon—all this divinity, all this legacy of the great beings of the gods, He swallowed it all whole, leaving not a single drop!

Mine, mine, all mine!!!

Haha, let me see what wonderful treasures these are!

The chaos of Yamm, the desolation of Mot, the lust of Astarte, the burns of Resheph, the disease of Deber, the human sacrifice of Molech, the twilight of Shalim...

Is something wrong?

As Beelzebub inhaled more and more divinity, he began to sense that something was very wrong!

Then, as He absorbed ROO further, He finally realized what a huge pit Tsurugi had dug for Him!

Beelzebub: Shit?!

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572. [Hell Inn Complete] God Descends (Two-in-One Chapter, Please Vote!)

If something looks like poop, smells like poop, and you end up eating it, you'll definitely say—

It's shit, it's shit!!!

That was the case with Beelzebub; he was horrified to discover that the divinity he was now tasting and swallowing was all fucking shit!

These Canaanite gods, with their divine nature blended with that of many other pantheons, are indeed genuine, and pure beyond compare.

But the only problem is—none of the divinities in this are good stuff!!!

From chaos to desolation, from lust to burning, from disease to human sacrifice, from twilight to suffering...

These are just some of the elements in Canaanite mythology!

This huge lump of stuff also contains elements from other mythologies!

And without exception, they were all defenses within defenses!

For example, Apophis's gluttony, Set's murder, Konso's madness, Atum's aging...

Although to a gluttonous demon king of hell, these evil divine elements seem close to his nature and as if they are acceptable.

But in reality, the Demon Lords are the masters of their own original sins; they are the controllers and leaders of the sins in their own domains, and are by no means conceptual entities bound by these responsibilities.

What would have happened if Beelzebub had fully accepted these negative aspects of divinity?

Undoubtedly, even if he could advance further in the divine realm he desired, his projections in other worlds would never be what he longed for.

Forget about storms and royalty, sun and rule!

If Beelzebub were to fully accept these divine attributes, it would be difficult for him to even become Baal, let alone revert to Baal.

In most of the world, he would probably become the 'King of Dung Hills,' a dark chapter in his history that he would never want to mention!

In various mythologies, the evolution of the chief god is not only about absorbing and devouring other divine roles, but also about gradually removing these primitive and unsuitable bad characteristics from its own divinity.

Similarly, most of the early Olympian gods had war-related divine roles, including Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty. However, these divine roles, which were unsuitable and biased towards the negative aspects of war, were eventually discarded, with only Ares retaining a purely war-related divine role.

And as we've seen, in any story about Olympus, Ares has a really tough time... He's either the villain or the mastermind, and he gets beaten up like a sitting duck.

If even a neutral war is like this, then what about these gods that are obviously utterly terrible?

Are you saying that you, a chaotic and desolate, diseased and suffering, god who needs human sacrifices and likes to hold open assemblies for believers, a murderous and insane god, are a positive supreme god?

Beelzebub almost immediately wanted to vomit all of it out.

The old fly, having revealed its true form, lay on the cloud vomiting incessantly, but after swallowing countless dark and turbid divine essences, it was unable to vomit them up!

There's nothing we can do about it. He's Baal, Baal, and Baalzeb—Godba's own hands aren't exactly clean either. It's easy for these dissertations to get into his stomach, but getting them out won't be so easy!

Asmodeus found this scene hilarious.

"Hehehe, Beelzebub, how could you eat shit so casually?"

Asmodeus filmed the "precious" moment of his colleague eating shit while laughing maniacally and making sarcastic remarks.

"...Oz, let's go, let's go now! Let's go now!!!"

Mammon, pale-faced, suddenly grabbed Asmodeus anxiously. Asmodeus hesitated for a moment, his face full of reluctance.

"What's wrong? How can we not see such a precious scene end? Little Ma, you..."

"Idiots! We've all been tricked by that cunning fellow!" Mammon said, his face ashen.

He pointed at the black blobs that Beelzebub had vomited out and then returned to their original positions, and gritted his teeth.

"These divine qualities are utterly terrible, yet extremely pure. They are precious divine qualities that only exist in mythological worlds of the Origin level. Who do you think could absorb these and then spit them out? Who else could it be?"

Asmodeus stared blankly for a moment, then his eyes instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints.

"Run! Run!!" Asmodeus screamed in agony, realizing what was about to happen.

Damn it, Tsuruga schemed against all four of them—no, he schemed against everyone!!!

Tsurugi: Hehe

"It's too late, we can't escape now." Belial lay down on the ground and said in a tone that suggested he was exhausted and just wanted to be destroyed.

Accompanied by a resounding horn, the next moment, magnificent hymns and praises resounded from the sky.

The radiance dispelled all darkness, and then emerged from the golden staircase—Asimontis's old friend.

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Michael, Uriel, Sariel, and Raphael!

Brilliant, dazzling, the moment the angels appeared, holy light filled the universe!

The surviving true angels cheered instantly!

There's hope! We're saved!

Justice is invincible!

But the moment they appeared, Tsugumi enthusiastically showed Michael and the others what the angels in this heavenly realm were doing.

Michael: ......

Uriel: ? ? ?

Raphael: What does it mean when an angel kneels before a demon?

Sariel: I'm going to kill you!!! (Yujiro's face)

Seeing the angels' spectacular performance in this world, even though it was expected before the trip, the first person who couldn't stand it was Sariel, especially when he saw that 'Sira' actually kneeling down to the devil played by Tsurugi.

Indeed, Sariel is not Sera; they are two completely different angels—but you can't help it that they both hold incredibly similar positions.