I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

The barrier's ability to withstand damage has long exceeded its limit.

Now, within the barrier, every attack from the shadowy creatures is like a direct attack on the casters.

"Just... just a little longer," Tenren Suimei gritted her teeth.

"For Takamagahara, for the Mother Goddess"

Seeing all this, Amaterasu Omikami felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

Is that how it is?

There was no difference in strength or level among these shadowy creatures.

The reason they suddenly became stronger is because their power is gradually recovering!

What I saw was not their full strength at all.

From the very beginning, there was no hope whatsoever.

She slowly raised the Heavenly Cloud Sword, her expression somewhat desolate.

But he gave the order without hesitation.

"All gods, retreat!"

Upon hearing Amaterasu Omikami's command, the gods who still possessed fighting power and were on the battlefield spontaneously erupted into action.

The powerful divine force briefly repelled the shadowy creatures beside him.

Taking this opportunity, they quickly retreated with their companions who were unable to recover.

Meanwhile, Amaterasu Omikami and Hanekawa Arashi provided support, using either a sword or a spear to knock away the shadowy creatures that were trying to pursue them.

In the blink of an eye, most of the gods had returned safely.

Amaterasu Omikami turned her head and looked at the figure still fighting fiercely with the shadowy creature in the distance, and gave a stern reminder.

"Susanoo, retreat first!"

Meanwhile, Susanoo ignored Amaterasu Omikami's words.

He simply raised the Heavenly Feather Blade again and again, slashing at that halo of light.

He roared.

"Mizozumi, don't be afraid!"

"Father God is here, he will come to save you right away!"

However, with each strike of the Heavenly Feather Slash, the aura remained unchanged.

At most, it only stirred up a few ripples.

Susanoo, seeing this, went even crazier, turned the sword around, and picked up the hilt.

It smashed wildly onto the halo of light, like swinging a sledgehammer.

roared.

"Bastard! Bastard!"

"Why can't I open it!"

"Smash it! Smash it!"

In response, the shadow creature's forehead glowed once more.

The same black mist surged toward Susanoo.

As Susanoo watched the approaching black mist, his movements suddenly froze.

Even the red light in his eyes had faded considerably.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips.

Sorry, Miketsu.

The Father God is a useless deity who can't even protect his own daughter.

But don't be afraid.

Father God, I'll be with you soon.

This time, however, the black mist did not choose to devour Susanoo.

Instead, it seemed to avoid him, passing by his sides.

Susanoo raised his head and stared blankly at the figure in front of him.

At that moment, Shiramu Jun calmly raised his hand.

A clear silver light shone in his palm.

He stretched out his hand.

He gently pressed his palm onto the halo of light.

Click.

Click click

In the eyes of the gods, the indestructible halo was instantly covered with cracks.

It cracked rapidly at an incredible speed.

Moreover, it wasn't just the halo around the forehead.

The same is true of the mist that makes up the body.

Streaks of silver light shone through the cracks, emanating from various parts of the shadowy creature's body.

It then turned into a mist and dissipated.

The figure of Inari, the god of ini, then fell from it.

"Yu Feng Jin!"

Susanoo exclaimed with immense joy.

He flew over and caught the falling Inari God in his arms.

With his forehead pressed against the cheek of the Inari god, he felt the faint but undeniably present aura emanating from him.

Overjoyed, he burst into tears.

At that moment, Shiramu Jun's gentle voice rang out.

His gaze fell upon the shadowy creatures that had regrouped on the opposite side.

He said calmly.

"Susanoo, please step back."

"I'll leave my divine kingdom to me to clean up myself."

I'm raising a god in Tokyo

Chapter 313 That's the end.

Upon hearing Shiraki Shun's words, the red light in Susanoo's eyes completely went out.

The mask on his face shattered into pieces, then reformed on the side of his hair.

With this action, his aura quickly weakened, and his divine power began to decline rapidly.

Ultimately, his divine power level dropped to less than 20,000 points.

At the same time, his expression revealed an undeniable weariness.

But he persevered and bowed deeply to Shiramu Jun in gratitude.

"I, Susanoo, will forever remember the kindness of Priest Shiraki in saving Miketsuhime."

"If you need me to do anything in the future, please feel free to ask."

After saying this, he immediately picked up the unconscious Inari god and flew back to the camp of the gods.

At this moment, gazing at the figure in the cloud-white hunting robe, the gods of Takamagahara, who had been nearly in despair and whose faces were ashen, all showed expressions of excitement.

We can't be too harsh on them.

After all, witnessing firsthand the defeat of Amaterasu Omikami and other powerful deities at the hands of the enemy was itself an immense shock to the gods of Takamagahara.

Moreover, due to the magic of gathering divine power, with the defeat of gods such as the God of Heavenly Power, they inevitably fell into a state of depletion of divine power.

Faced with these shadowy creatures so close at hand, there was no way to even run away.

In such a desperate situation, Shiraki Jun's arrival undoubtedly brought them a last glimmer of hope.

Especially after his calm palm strike, which instantly killed the shadowy creature that even Susanoo couldn't handle.

This glimmer of hope was magnified a million times in an instant.

That decisive and swift palm strike was deeply imprinted in the hearts of every god in Takamagahara.

In the past, the gods descended upon the reed plains as saviors of mankind to ward off disasters.

The current High Priest Shiraki is the savior of Takamagahara!

In an instant, many gods struggled to straighten their bodies.

"Cough, cough cough"

Having returned to his normal form, Amaterasu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, knelt down, and, enduring the pain, resolutely addressed Amaterasu Omikami.

"Amaterasu Omikami, please allow me to go and assist Priest Shiraki!"

"Even if it's just to become Priest Shiraki's shield, I'll do my part for Priest Shiraki!"

"Yes, Amaterasu Omikami, please allow this humble deity to fight as well!"

Following closely behind the God of Heavenly Power, the gods who still had the strength to fight seemed to be beating war drums in their hearts, and they all volunteered to fight.

But Amaterasu Omikami seemed not to hear, turning her back to the gods.

After a long pause, he slowly opened his mouth, his tone calm.

"None of you are allowed to go."