I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

Especially Izanagi, the father god of Takamagahara who usually spoke through his actions and remained silent, had slightly moist eyes at this moment.

This was originally intended as a means for Ebisu to perish together with Takamagahara when he was finally cornered.

But at this moment, the other party chose a completely different way of using it.

Using this divine power and his own life, he repaired Takamagahara.

This is how they express their remorse.

Looking at the expressions of the gods in Takamagahara behind him, Izanagi understood that the gods at this moment must have more or less forgiven him.

Whether it was Ebisu's resentment towards Takamagahara or the gods' hatred towards Ebisu, both were quietly dissipated with the blooming of this rain of flowers.

For Ebisu, this may be one of the best possible outcomes.

Now, I only hope that Yi Chengran will not wallow in grief for too long and can recover from the sorrow of the fallen god soon.

Izanagi withdrew his gaze from the distance and looked back at where Izanami was.

Suddenly, a look of confusion appeared on his square face.

How is this going?

Why does it look like Yi Zhangran is smiling?

Within the barrier.

Izanami had already collapsed to the ground, her hands helplessly pressed against her chest, tears streaming down her face like a broken string.

Witnessing one's own child god vanish before one's eyes is an unbearable pain for anyone.

Not to mention that Izanami still felt deep guilt towards Ebisu, yet she had no chance to make amends.

Therefore, Izanami's sorrow was even more intense.

Above her head, the last pale blue flower was slowly blooming.

But unlike the trajectory of other flowers, this dark-colored flower chose to drift down in front of Izanami, its soft petals seemingly intentionally brushing against her face, wiping away the teardrops hanging on it.

As if realizing something, Izanami's delicate body trembled slightly as if she had been electrocuted.

She subconsciously raised her head, reached out, and held the pale blue flower in her palm, gazing at it with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

He then opened his mouth in surprise.

Within this dark-colored flower, she sensed a faint fluctuation of divine consciousness.

Although the fluctuations are very slight, they definitely exist!

Overwhelmed with shock, Izanami even forgot to breathe for a moment.

Because this situation was all too familiar to her!

According to common sense, after a deity dies, their divine consciousness dissipates, and their spirit goes to the underworld to prepare for the next cycle of reincarnation.

But now, the divine sense is beginning to coalesce again!

Izanami knew perfectly well what this meant.

Because she herself was reawakened in the underworld in the same way!

Although Ebisu's remaining divine consciousness is extremely weak, it will take a very long time for him to awaken again, and even after awakening, his divine power will probably be almost gone.

But we must also ensure that we leave that sliver of possibility.

That was enough for Izanami.

Holding this delicate, pale blue flower, Izanami's eyes were filled with excitement and joy.

There was even a hint of pride in it.

He truly is worthy of being my son god!

He really did the same thing as the Mother Goddess!

However, Izanami's joy did not last long.

Because she quickly realized that Takamagahara was not actually the best place to restore her divine sense.

The best place is in the underworld, which is the current cycle of reincarnation.

If you want to take Ebisu to reincarnation, you must first get the consent of Priest Shiraki.

However, Ebisu had made a grave mistake and violated a taboo.

Would you, Priest Shiraki, be willing to give him another chance to start over?

Just as Izanami hesitated, preparing to make her request, a slit suddenly appeared beside her at just the right moment.

Through the cracks, the appearance of the cycle of reincarnation is clearly visible.

Looking at Izanami's delighted expression, Shiraki Shun smiled.

“Izanami-no-Mikoto, since Ebisu himself has requested it, let her reflect on her actions in the cycle of reincarnation.”

"During this period, Izanami-no-Mikoto is asked to temporarily set aside his work in the cycle of reincarnation and prioritize supervising Ebisu-no-Kami, regularly checking the results of his reflections and promptly correcting his erroneous thoughts."

"This time, let's not leave any regrets."

Upon hearing this, Izanami felt a lump in her throat.

She quickly stood up, bowed deeply to Shiramu Jun, and responded loudly.

"Yes! I understand!"

Having said that, Izanami leaped into the crevice, carrying Ebisu's divine will with her.

"Tch, how boring."

Watching Izanami's departing figure, the god pouted and muttered softly.

However, she quickly composed herself and raised her arm slightly.

The next instant, a deep rift tore through the sky of Takamagahara and appeared not far behind the god.

The god glanced at Bai Mujun and said coldly.

"Living beings, now that their wishes have been fulfilled, it is time for me, this god, to return to my rightful place."

"This time, I will forgive your sin of underestimating the Netherworld. But if there is a next time, hmph!"

With a soft hum, the god set off and walked toward the rift.

"My Lord, please wait a moment." Behind the deity, Bai Mujun suddenly spoke, his tone extremely serious.

"There's one more thing I'd like to ask you."

"Hmm? Being, do you mean you want to make a wish to me?" The god stopped and turned around, asking with interest.

"Let me make this clear first: if you wish to make a wish upon me, you will have to pay a price—"

"No, actually I don't have any wishes." Shiraki Shun shook his head with a smile.

"Then what do you want to ask of me?"

The deity clearly didn't quite understand what Shiramu Jun was saying.

Shiraki Jun gazed intently into the god's slightly confused eyes and said earnestly.

"If the deity has caused enough trouble, then it is time to apologize to everyone."

I'm raising a god in Tokyo

Chapter 326 You guys are still too green.

Gao Tianyuan.

Bang, bang bang, bang bang bang!

At that moment, a violent banging sound came from inside a wrecked aircraft that was half-buried on the ground.

Hearing the sound, the demons who were staring blankly at the sky finally reacted and hurriedly gathered around.

After a flurry of activity, they dragged the nine-tailed cat demon, who had been trapped in the Gundam cockpit for a long time and whose cat face had turned a deep purple, out along with the seat.

The nine-tailed cat demon, now seeing the light of day again, lay on its back on the ground, its chest heaving violently with heavy breathing.

"Coco is suffocating."

After a while, its complexion gradually improved, and it jumped up and roared at the demons.

"What are you all doing out there? Didn't you notice we're missing a demon?"

"I've been shouting myself hoarse in there, and you guys didn't even react?"

"I was so close to being forced to use my tail to stay alive!"

"Do you know just how important a tail is to a cat demon?"

"That's the cat demon's lifeblood!"

"Speak! Are you all mute?!"

Despite the wrath of the nine-tailed cat demon, a demon raised its head and cautiously replied.

"Chief, it's not that we didn't want to save you, but we really didn't hear you."

"Because there is a special soundproofing device installed in your cockpit, the sound inside cannot be heard from the outside at all."

Upon hearing this, the nine-tailed cat demon immediately bristled.

He blew his cat whiskers and glared at the demons.

"What? You only installed a silencer in my cockpit?"

"Come on, who was in charge of designing the Gundam cockpit back then? Step forward, you cat!"

"What are you trying to achieve by making the soundproofing of my cockpit so good? I suspect you have ulterior motives and are targeting me—"

Seeing that the nine-tailed cat demon was still not satisfied and seemed to be continuing, the frog demon next to it quickly reached out and tugged at its combat suit, whispering something.

"Chief, have you forgotten that all the cockpits were designed and completed by Priest Shiraki?"

Upon hearing this, the long tail that had been angrily sweeping back and forth behind the nine-tailed cat demon suddenly froze.

It seems I've figured something out.

It scratched its head somewhat awkwardly and said sheepishly.