I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

Upon hearing this, the gods were taken aback.

Amaterasu Omikami actually forbade them from going to support Shiraki Shonin.

Why is this?

A deity couldn't help but speak up.

“Amaterasu Omikami, Priest Shiraki is currently fighting for Takamagahara. Are we just going to stand by and watch?”

"I apologize, but I cannot agree with this approach!"

"This humble god is not afraid of danger, so let this humble god—"

Amaterasu Omikami suddenly thrust her spear horizontally, flames rising from its crimson tip, blocking the path of the gods without a word.

He said calmly.

"I'll say it again, no."

"Didn't you hear what Priest Shiraki just said?"

He said he would clean it up himself.

Startled by the scorching heat emanating from the spears and spurred on by Shiramoto Jun, the enraged gods all took a half-step back in unison.

They became terrified and dared not speak again.

Many questions suddenly arose in my mind.

The words of the Whitewood Priest

How could Amaterasu Omikami be taken so seriously?

Even though several shadow creatures had died in the battle with the gods, there were still no fewer than ten shadow creatures lingering in the divine realm.

Moreover, each one is far stronger than the shadow creature that just died at the hands of the gods.

Are you so confident in Priest Shiraki that you think he can take on ten people?

At this moment, Amaterasu Omikami's gaze also fell upon that figure.

Unlike other gods, as a follower of Shiraki Shun, she has a clearer and more direct understanding of them.

You can feel that undisguised power.

The aura emanating from Priest Shiraki now seems to surpass even that of when he fought against Kotoamatsukami.

Even when facing those shadowy creatures, it's an overwhelming situation.

Therefore, Amaterasu Omikami was not worried about the outcome of this battle.

Such immense power was something that even the creatures of the Netherworld had no chance of resisting!

However, aside from having full confidence in the priest Shiraki, Amaterasu Omikami was also somewhat surprised.

There is no other reason.

Because Priest Shiraki did not draw upon the power of Takamagahara's wishes from her.

Similarly, the power of the wish for reincarnation was not invoked.

In other words, Priest Shiraki reached his current state solely through his own power.

Where did he obtain such powerful divine strength from?

The next instant, Amaterasu Omikami's eyes narrowed.

Thinking of those shadowy creatures that had suddenly become stronger.

The condition of the White Wood Priest seems to be somewhat similar to that of those shadowy creatures.

However, the magnitude of its increase in strength is countless times greater than that of those shadowy creatures.

If there is any connection between them

There's only one possibility left.

It is that god of the underworld.

The goddess of the underworld is gradually regaining her former divine power!

Having figured this out, Amaterasu Ōmikami felt a mix of emotions.

Even if they win this battle, Takamagahara will still have to face the god of the underworld afterwards.

It's just a matter of restoring a little power, yet those shadowy creatures have been able to reach this level.

Can Takamagahara really survive in the hands of that god of the underworld?

At this moment, the shadowy creatures that had entered the divine realm raised their heads one after another.

The halos on their foreheads all pointed towards Shiramu Jun.

In an instant, several thick beams of light containing strange power shot out.

hum!

The beam of light caused the space to tremble, leaving dark streaks in the divine realm.

The level of threat is several times higher than before.

Facing the incoming beam of light, Shiraki Shun calmly stepped forward.

In an instant, beams of light pierced through his body from all directions.

It only pierced through a fleeting image before slowly dissipating.

The next instant, a figure appeared in front of each of the shadow creatures.

The figure calmly raised his arm.

A gentle, slow strike, yet an unavoidable blow to the shadowy creatures.

An incomparably dazzling silver light rose from the halo on his forehead.

boom!

In an instant, the gods felt as if a vast, overwhelming tide of silver light had surged before their eyes.

When the silver light faded, the dark mist had already dissipated.

Along with them, all the shadowy creatures vanished.

Gazing upon the suddenly open and bright divine kingdom, the gods were dumbfounded.

Is that all?

I'm raising a god in Tokyo

Chapter 314 The Duties of the Priest

In the kingdom of God, all was silent.

The gods stared blankly at the white figure in mid-air, who was slowly lowering his palm.

Originally, they could only support Shiraki Shun from behind because Amaterasu Omikami had ordered them not to go forward.

But before he could even shout out his cheers...

The enemy is gone.

One palm strike.

Just one palm strike.

Even the most powerful gods of Takamagahara, and even the terrifying enemy that Amaterasu Omikami had to suffer, were all reduced to nothingness under his palm.

Gudong.

Subconsciously, the gods swallowed hard, their throats bobbing.

Despite previous speculations circulating among the gods about the true strength of Priest Shiraki.

It is said that a certain white rabbit god painstakingly pieced together fragments of memory, making it highly credible.

But judging from the current situation...

That's not speculation at all!

It is slander, defamation, and utter blasphemy!

Because the divine power possessed by Priest Shiraki is simply unimaginable!

However, the gods now have no time to savor the lingering aftertaste of that extremely brilliant and dazzling palm strike.

Instead, they raised their weapons toward the suddenly enlightened divine realm, toward the direction where the dark mist had receded.

He shouted excitedly.

We won!

"Priest Shiraki has won!"

"Victory is certain for Takamagahara! Victory is certain for Priest Shiraki!"

Waves of cheers rose and fell throughout God's kingdom.

There was no way around it; the oppressive force emanating from those shadowy creatures was simply too terrifying.

At this moment, the gods couldn't help but feel a joy of surviving a calamity, and they couldn't help but start celebrating.

Hearing the gods' cries, Shiraki Shun in the air turned around.

Magic power gathered in his palm, and he gently patted it out towards the gods below.

Wisps of silver light descended from the sky, like silver snow falling from the mountaintop in winter.

It landed on the gods with a light and graceful rhythm.

In an instant, the gods widened their eyes in astonishment.

Nourished by the magic, their injuries began to heal at a visible speed.

Although the divine power within his body was not replenished, the feeling of weakness had completely disappeared.

Even the most severely injured Jingjin God sat up and stared blankly at the hole in his clothes.

This is too exaggerated!