Why can't humans do it too?

It's as if some invisible force is wrapping dumplings around the world. The earth, lifted up along the four corners of the world, is the dumpling wrapper, and they are the filling inside.

Plants, animals, rocks, rivers, snow, lava, inorganic matter, organic matter... everything in the entire reed field was collapsing towards the center as the undulations gradually rose from the four corners.

As if surrounded by a black tsunami that would never fall, countless lives were lost in this natural disaster in just a few breaths. The barbarians who worshipped the native gods were wiped out in an instant, along with their gods.

All beings stared in disbelief at everything at the edge of their vision. They were like microorganisms living on the giant's palm, helplessly watching his fingers gradually rise and gradually... close as the giant chose to close his hand.

The humans who depended on the gods and demons in Izumo Castle actually survived in this strange scene. In the entire reclaimed land of Ashihara no Nakatsukuni, the most vibrant life force now exists only in three areas: the City of Yokai, Izumo Province, and the Moon People, whose protection is weakest but who still exist peacefully because there are too few people who need protection.

There are also many yokai who are confident in their own strength and have always lived alone in the wild. In this earth-shattering natural disaster, they frantically search for places to hide. Many of them, who were already close to the border of Ashihara no Chugoku, took the opportunity to fly out of this flat world.

However, before they could even feel relieved that they had escaped this natural disaster, they were immediately exposed to the cold in this false universe... a cold that gradually stagnated their blood and even their thoughts.

Powerless to stop it, Suer could only watch helplessly as this scene resembled a mass extinction. Before the three of them, the entire Ashihara no Naka de had been overturned, becoming a sphere enclosed within it. Black soil mixed with white bones was exposed to the outside world, and the blue seawater had become transparent, falling along the edge of the sphere. And in the center of this sphere was Amaterasu.

The Ashihara no Naka dea was once just a floating object on the sea. It was the second god Izanagi who fixed it to the sea. Now, with Amaterasu's final madness, Sull saw a gray, root-like line being pulled out of the sea until it was stretched to its limit and broke off completely.

Before it was torn apart, a piece of dark earth smaller than Takamagahara was pulled out first. It seemed to have met its demise even earlier than Takamagahara. There wasn't even a complete skeleton to be seen; only black debris fell from mid-air.

The aura that Sull once used to corrupt Tamamo-no-Mae into a pure youkai in front of Sull is spreading across this land. They are the roots of that black giant tree, or every fiber that makes up that giant tree that runs through Amaterasu, or the tree itself.

The Land of the Dead—Sur already knew its name.

"I...I am God...I am—the invisible God!!!"

The roar emanating from the depths of the sphere formed by Ashihara no Naka de was as if encased in a membrane. The entire sphere's surface undulated and sculpted, eventually transforming into Amaterasu's face. She ferociously opened her massive maw and devoured Ashihara no Naka de as a elixir, intending to use it to ascend to become the most powerful primordial god.

Suer didn't even have time to consider whether the monsters and humans he knew, now filled into Amaterasu's clay body, were still alive. If he couldn't defeat Amaterasu here, then it wouldn't matter if Yakumo Yukari and the others were still alive for the time being. A bead of cold sweat slid down Suer's forehead.

Beep—Smack!

A very thin beam of light flashed past Suer in the blink of an eye, and then struck Amaterasu's body. Suer seemed to hear a crisp sound.

"What do you mean by an invisible god? Isn't this a real body?" Jibril muttered as she lowered her hand. The provocative attack she had just launched was from her.

“I have an idea,” Jibril said, turning around and grinning as she noticed Sull’s gaze. “Let’s go over there, Sull.”

"what?"

"What 'ha'? Have you forgotten all those daring games we used to play?" Jibril playfully patted Suer's shoulder, then burst into laughter and kicked Suer in the back, sending him hurtling towards Amaterasu.

"Of course we're going to go all out!!!"

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

"Birdman, are you crazy?!"

Interspersed among Sull's shouts were Jibril's boastful words and Xinke's curses; the Forest Elves' curses were spoken so fast that ordinary people could not hear them at all.

"I told you I have a plan!" With a hand grabbing onto Suer's arm, she carried him at high speed, and a long-lost, battle-ready smile appeared on Jibril's childlike face.

The feeling of challenging a formidable foe is simply wonderful. She no longer needs to worry about those things that have troubled her for thousands of years. Now, all she needs to do is win, all she needs to do is achieve victory—to save his life and bring him victory!

"There! There, Sull! Isn't that all energy?!" Jibril shouted excitedly, pointing her now short and chubby little finger into the distance.

"Huh? Where?", she turned her head slightly bewildered, but she quickly understood what Jibril meant.

He already knew that this world was like a box, and that the only real thing in the entire starry sky was the Milky Way, the Milky Way that had started flowing again after the collapse of Takamagahara but began to collapse from below, and now it had collapsed to the middle.

It seems there's no problem?

If nothing unexpected happens, it is that galaxy that has carried him and Xin Ke through the past and future of this world. In that case, it would be better to do something to make use of it than to just watch it collapse.

In fact, Sull is probably the one in the world who least wants to see this galaxy collapse, since it concerns whether they can return to civilized society. However, due to Amaterasu's series of attacks and the changes in the world, they had to put it aside for the time being.

"Alright! Let's go even faster!" Having made up his mind, Suer gritted his teeth and pulled Jibril directly to the center of the galaxy. Now that it had lost some kind of constraint, it could be directly reached by people, even if the price was that its soul was devoured a few more times by Amaterasu in its last gamble.

But the time saved is enough.

No complicated ceremony was needed. Sul simply closed his eyes and, with the authority of the entire world—or at least the authority he held—connected the concept of this galaxy with Jibril.

Whether or not we can convert Jibril from an elven life form into a spirit life form to win the battle is another matter; at least for now, she can go in.

In an instant, she reverted from her child form to her full power. Jibril clenched her fist in satisfaction. Suer suddenly felt as if he had witnessed the evolution and degeneration of a Digimon. When he used his authority just now, Amaterasu took the opportunity to tear his soul apart several times, causing him to cough up blood repeatedly. However, he didn't care about these injuries or authority. Suer even completely gave up his connection with this world.

This caused Amaterasu's crazed and ferocious face to show a confused expression, but none of this mattered to her; she believed herself to be invincible.

"die!!!"

Roaring like this, without even needing any physical attack, the space where Suer and the other two were located was completely shattered, as if to tear them into pieces of minced meat, accompanied by Amaterasu's roar.

"Hey hey~, I know, I know~, don't rush~~"

After wiggling back and forth excitedly, Jibril said flippantly.

A dazzling light was emanating from within her body, making her skin appear as if it were a translucent crystal.

Faster than light, even faster than the speed of thought, faster than space, faster than time. When Suer came to his senses, Jibril beside him had already disappeared, leaving only a lingering afterimage, a white light slowly fading from his side and his retina.

Behind her, the sphere that resembled Amaterasu's face, except for the remaining expression of disbelief, exploded and scattered in all directions. Suer could see the remnants of Amaterasu's body in the very center, as well as the black fibers rooted in her. Amaterasu was slowly breaking and dissipating, leaving not even a trace of dust.

Jibril had already reached the back of the sphere formed by the Central Plains of Reed Plains, and was casually swinging her right hand. She didn't even look back. All Sue could hear was her relaxed voice.

"Your chosen death... has arrived~"

boom! ! !

【Amaterasu——Death! ! ! 】

Postscript to Volume 2

The world has been killed.

If one had to explain Jibril's actions, all Sue could think of was this flimsy explanation, since it was essentially no different from putting an elephant in a refrigerator.

He made his move, killed Amaterasu, and then stopped.

The closer she is to failure, the crazier she becomes. When everything she has carefully planned is on the verge of failure, Amaterasu will do the most insane things with the intention of dragging everything down with her. If she succeeds in advancing, that would be the best outcome. If she fails, she will drag the whole world down with her.

Amaterasu had already prepared a second plan in case she failed to ascend in Takamagahara—she would devour the entire world and use everything in Amaterasu as nourishment for her internal organs as they evolved into a new world.

Then He will be called the creator god.

Without hesitation, Sull relinquished his authority in this world, adding fuel to the fire for Amaterasu. Like a fat pig that had spotted its trough, Amaterasu greedily and eagerly pushed its head towards it, encroaching on every inch of the world it could reach.

She gave up everything, and He became everything. When Tianzhao could touch the boundary between the tangible and the intangible, His life also came to an end.

Saving the world is difficult, much like performing surgery to remove a tumor from a patient's brainstem. Successfully removing the tumor without causing significant structural damage to the patient is incredibly difficult, but completely eradicating the disease from the body is incredibly simple—just a quick stab with a scalpel.

For Amaterasu, Jibril is now the sharpest blade, and Sul, who has given up contact with this world, will not even suffer any backlash. In fact, because everything happened in an instant, Amaterasu cannot even use the full authority of the world to retaliate against Sul and the other two.

This galaxy is like the lifeline of the entire world, or the source of nourishment. In Suer's view, it is even similar to the Star Cup, except that its power is far weaker than the Star Cup... But Amaterasu is not one of those gods that are actually intangible concepts, is she?

Guided by Sul, the collapsing Milky Way flowed toward Jibril, and the pink-haired Skywing used Tet's last divine power to bind Amaterasu's ever-extending tentacles after she devoured Ashihara no Naka de—and then delivered the final blow.

The world is destroyed.

Jibril's piercing strike perfectly fulfilled its mission, leaving this tiny, box-like world no chance to struggle, annihilating all life along with Amaterasu, who had almost replaced it, leaving no possibility of escape.

Those sources that were not planets, but merely sources of light that constantly emitted bright glows, finally disappeared. The false starry sky finally returned to its true form: pitch black, with nothing but emptiness in sight.

No, perhaps it's not that I have nothing at all?

Like a wall that has lost its paint over time, strips of paint have fallen off, leaving only strips of marks on the wall. When Suer looked closely, they were clearly marks of broken space.

When Naruto died, the Reed Plains, which had already been devoured by Him and transformed into a sphere, was completely shattered. Inside, amidst the mingled and compressed mass of mountains, rivers, rain, snow, soil, animal carcasses, and the remains of plants and trees, some gods, monsters, or other creatures with vigorous vitality still survived.

Seemingly sensing the passing of the crisis, or perhaps an even greater one, large and small shadows leaped out from the broken hemispheres and fragments of Ashihara China. Having finally escaped the calamity and emerged, they also noticed the presence of Suer and his two companions.

More accurately, it should be Jibril's existence. After all, this race, which they had never seen before, with its huge wings and beautiful azure pink hair, was also something they had never seen before. Not to mention that Jibril was radiating a soft white light from within, giving this broken world, which could only be illuminated by the light emitted by the Milky Way, the feeling of a second sun.

However, these were not the things that Suer cared about.

"Was the choice I just made the one that the world needs to develop in the future? Or has that future already been changed?" Under the constant influence of Xin Ke's healing spell, Su Er was recovering from his physical injuries.

Even though Mingzhao was dead, his tightly furrowed brows showed no sign of easing. Even Xinke didn't know how to answer this question. Only those beings who could observe the future in real time could answer it.

"What are you muttering about?" asked Jibril, who had returned to Suer's side. Having just arrived in this world, she was unaware of what was to come.

“I’m just worried about where this world is headed,” Suer said with a sigh.

"What? Are you determined to lead the world?"

“That’s not entirely true… Look, we did win, didn’t we? Even if we’ve destroyed this world, what will happen to these survivors?” Sull pointed to the shattered Ashihara China and said, “If we leave them alone, they’ll definitely die in this dead world, right? How could a future human-dominated modern society possibly emerge?”

"...You seem to have gone through something I don't know about. Remember to tell me about it later," Jibril raised an eyebrow and smiled provocatively at Xin Ke. "As for that issue, it seems you don't need to worry about it—you see?"

"Hey?"

More gasps of surprise came from below, and even Suer couldn't help but widen his eyes, then couldn't help but chuckle.

Yes, the moon in this little world is fake, the sun is fake, the stars are fake... So if there are no real ones, where do these fakes come from to imitate them so closely?

The world is breaking apart more and more, and in those originally pitch-black cracks, as they gradually come together, the surviving life has seen many strange lights revealed within them.

Until it is completely broken.

The sea stretched as far as the eye could see, its azure surface right below them, getting closer and closer. In addition, there was a vast landmass that stretched to the left and right, almost covering their entire field of vision, with mountains, rivers, lush trees, and a sky full of stars overhead.

That crescent moon, faintly visible.

Chapter 1 The Daily Life of a High School Boy Breaks Down

Araragi Koyomi isn't good at history... well, to put it more cleverly, Araragi Koyomi is only good at math, since he's failed all other subjects in school except math.