Don't force me to use my right fist.

Even though its movements were small, and it was so tiny that you wouldn't notice its existence unless you looked very closely.

However, almost everyone present was paying attention to the strange change. The moment it hatched, everyone saw the pattern on its abdomen that looked like three eyes shimmering with cherry blossoms.

And the special pressure emanating from it, a pressure that only gods could possess.

Naraku had been waiting for this moment.

The nascent form of a god, hatched from despair and resentment, can open the path to hell.

The newly born god is incredibly fragile; this is his chance.

If he could devour this three-eyed spider, he would not only possess the same power to rule hell, but also directly seize the authority of the gods. In this way, having obtained the most powerful force, he would be able to achieve the power to rule everything that he had always wanted.

This is why he was willing to take the risk of appearing here in his true form, and why he was willing to spend so much time to make Shibata Airi despair.

If it weren't for that troublesome guy, You, the plan would be absolutely foolproof.

However, Saga's appearance caused these things to go awry. At the same time, his arrival also brought Naraku the remaining Shikon Jewel shards that should have been in Kikyo's hands.

With a nearly complete Shikon Jewel, the power of the god hatched from it would be even stronger, which wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing for Naraku.

Now, the efforts he had made had finally borne the fruit he had hoped for, and it was time for Naraku to reap the rewards.

It fully revealed its monstrous form, a giant spider made up of various limbs and bits of flesh resembling a monster appeared from mid-air, black silk threads blocked the rift leading to hell, and its terrifying limbs stabbed directly at the small spider.

As for Shibata Ai, who was next to the Three-Eyed Spider, she had long since lost her value as a tool, having provided the Three-Eyed Spider with the resentment and spiritual power needed for its incubation. Naraku would not care about her life or death.

The sharp, gleaming claws reached Shibata Ai almost instantly, intending to pierce the small three-eyed spider along with her.

But the next second, Naraku's seemingly inevitable attack froze in mid-air.

The despicable black-haired youth who had thwarted his plans once again blocked Naraku's powerful attack, which was aimed at killing a god, with a single finger.

Where Sawa had stood, the monsters that had surrounded him had vanished without a trace, leaving no trace of their existence.

"Do you know how upset I am right now?"

- - With a gloomy face and an aura of displeasure visibly surrounding him, Saya raised his head, and the killing intent in his eyes as he looked at Naraku was almost tangible.

He wasn't angry because he'd been tricked by Naraku; in fact, Naraku's scheme had inadvertently opened the gates to hell for him. In a sense, Sōyu should thank him.

But the question is, why is he in such a hurry to do this?

Creative mode is almost invincible, but it also has great drawbacks.

That is, in this mode, there are no dropped items when something is destroyed.

In Creative Mode, a punch will instantly destroy any broken block, leaving no residue.

This effect, which normally only works on blocks, somehow also affects these clones.

Keep in mind that each of those monsters is comparable to Mouryoumaru; just imagine how many good things they could drop!

However, in order to buy time to stop Naraku, Saya had no choice but to act quickly.

Therefore, right now, Sawa's heart is bleeding.

When someone suffers injustice, they naturally want to vent their frustrations on someone who can take the blame. Naraku's extremely ugly appearance naturally attracted Saya's attention.

It's all this guy's fault! Why didn't he bring them all in one by one to die? Why bring so many at once, all in such a hurry to die? Wasn't this deliberately making things difficult for him?

Suppressing his anger, Saya clenched his fists, and the look in his eyes as he looked at Naraku made him involuntarily take a step back.

Those clones he ordered to stop Saga at all costs have all severed their connection with him, and Naraku already knows what their fate will be without even thinking about it.

He never expected that the young man before him would also possess power similar to that of a god. This pressure was definitely real, and the oppressive feeling of a superior further proved this point.

"If you want, you can do it. I should still be of use to you, right? You can't kill me."

Almost instantly, he made the most rational decision in his mind: whether it was the Three-Eyed Spider or the shattered Shikon Jewel, nothing was more important to Naraku than to survive.

He wanted to obtain immense power, and he also wanted to let Saku know what despair was after he obtained the power, but he had to be alive to do such a thing.

Having clearly sensed the killing intent in Sōyū's eyes, he decisively chose to withdraw and back down.

Living, even if it's living a lowly life like a dog, is far better than dying.

But this time, Naraku miscalculated.

Sawa gave the guy a look of utter disgust, as if he were looking at a lump of unburnable trash.

Then, the chat window opened again, and I slowly typed in a command: wh

"You know what? There's a sentence I think would be perfect as your last words."

Saya held up a finger and shook it in front of Naraku.

[/kill Naraku]

Chapter 491 It's already a blessing that it's not called Pink Furry Bunny

This was the first time Saya had used a command to kill, and he himself didn't really know if it would be effective.

But since commands can be used to bring up command blocks, it's highly likely that this command, which can be used simply by enabling creative mode, won't be able to work as well.

And indeed, things turned out exactly as Saya had predicted. As soon as Saya issued the command, the faith value in the lower right corner of his phone visibly dropped by an amount.

The faith that was originally close to a thousand was instantly reduced by three hundred, but at the same time, Naraku, who was standing in front of him and looking at Saya with a look of horror, lowered his head with an incredulous expression.

His demonic power was rapidly dissipating, and even his body was gradually turning into nothingness.

But Saya clearly didn't do anything; he didn't even know what Saya had just done.

It was as if he had just been announcing the results; without any reason, he was about to be erased from this world.

His proud demonic power and regenerative abilities were of no use whatsoever. All his backup plans had failed to respond. Even the Akatsuki, which was Naraku's last means of rebirth and which he had hidden in the most secret corner, was gradually turning into nothingness.

In his final moments, Naraku could only open his mouth in despair, unable to utter a single last word, before vanishing from this world as if erased from existence. But this time, surprisingly, he felt no regret.

As long as this guy can be completely eliminated from this world, then it doesn't matter if he didn't fall. Compared to that, what disgusts Sōyu even more is the existence of this monster.

He is very important to Sawa.

After defeating the boss he had been longing for, Saku didn't immediately exit Creative Mode. Instead, he turned to look at the new creature emerging from the Shikon Jewel.

Admittedly, this guy is indeed a worthy opponent of Saya, but compared to that Outer God who inexplicably developed hostility towards him because of his daughter, this guy actually has some professional ethics. At least the reason this guy attacked him was because he was abiding by the rules of Hell Communication, and it didn't involve his personal emotions. Rather than saying that he was opposing Saya, it's more accurate to say that he was just a machine bound by the rules of Hell Communication.

Furthermore, Sōyū didn't want to harm this thing. After all, it was a god, and killing it at this point in time would have who knows what kind of impact it would have on the future.

Sawa didn't want the whole world to be in turmoil after he returned to the original timeline in Part 2.

But that doesn't mean Saya will let this guy off so easily.

It would be a bit unreasonable to let it go just because we finally caught it at its weakest point.

With one hand, he picked up the tiny spider and looked into its eyes, which were filled with confusion and innocence due to its newborn nature. Sōyū himself had never imagined that the once invincible god was now so fragile that he could be crushed with just a little force.

"You've really put me in a terrible situation."

Zuoyou raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and then took out a name tag from his backpack.

You can't kill it, but you can certainly annoy it.

So it's a spider. If it were a cat or dog, Sawa would have already taken out the corresponding taming tool.

"I'll give you a girly name. When you reveal your real name later, I want to see if you'll feel shy." whl

With a smile, Sōyū wrote the name Shiraori on the name tag and stuck it on the small, somewhat pitiful three-eyed spider.

I vaguely remember there was a spider that also became a god and had this name. It's quite funny that such a black spider had such a name.

Furthermore, Saya remembered that this guy had always maintained a voice like an old man, which made the conflict even stronger.

This is the punishment for letting this bastard try to drag me down to hell.

After nodding in satisfaction, Zuoyou didn't deliberately make things difficult for this newborn god. This guy would have a significant impact on Hell in the future, and he didn't want to drastically alter history.

After forcibly giving it a name, Saya casually tossed it into the black crack that still remained behind Shibata Ai.

Since the passage to hell has already been opened, his hell 'i' should also be effective, so there's no need to use this passage.

After settling things down here, Sawa turned his attention to the girl who had killed all the villagers and was now frozen in place, completely motionless.

The real trouble was here. Fighting was something Saya excelled at; even facing so many powerful demons before, he hadn't felt this troubled.

But now that it's time to provide psychological counseling to lost girls, Saya is in a bind.

He's not a psychologist, how would he know how to comfort a girl of this age?

And given her current state, it seems that only he can go up and say a few words to her.

Having exited Creative Mode, Saku walked towards the girl who was slowly descending from mid-air after the Three-Eyed Spider's departure.

"sorry.

A girl's uniquely hoarse voice rang out, carrying an extremely confused emotion, causing Sōyū to sigh again.

So she did know she should apologize to me.

The girl's slender body stiffened for a moment, but quickly, as if she had finally found someone to lean on, she reached out and hugged Saya's waist, nestling her head against his chest.

Recalling her past actions, she felt as if she were in a dream—but the villagers' resentful eyes before they died, and their incredibly horrific deaths, remained forever etched in her heart.

"This is all your own choice. As I said before, since you chose to do this kind of thing, you need to take responsibility for it."

Zuoyou looked down at the girl in his arms and said slowly.

Chapter 492 You Must Take Responsibility

Shibata Ai herself had no idea what to do in the future, or even what she might be able to do.

After personally sending off the villagers who were her enemies, all that remained for her was endless confusion and emptiness.

Sawa understood this principle a long time ago: killing monsters and killing humans are two completely different feelings.

Once you've stained your hands with human blood, turning back becomes almost impossible.

Taking someone's life isn't something you can simply talk about and forget; the guilt and remorse must be borne alone. That's why he previously hoped Ai could calm down and consider her course of action, rather than immediately seeking revenge for her. But now that it's happened, Sōyū doesn't want to blame her.

Regardless, it was her own choice, and Sayu had no right to interfere with her or revoke her decision.