Offer blocks to the end times

"This way?" The man asked in confusion. Senju nodded. "Didn't I just say that I am the Grim Reaper, from the other side? Of course I can clearly see the sins on this Bishamonten! To avoid a greater threat in the future, let me eliminate you or this god."

"Shut up!" Seemingly stung by Senju, Bishamonten pulled the trigger at Senju. Senju glared and used his spiritual pressure to block the bullet in mid-air. "The taste of hatred, huh? It seems that what I said before has happened before. You stubborn god, tonight is your death anniversary."

"Come back, Kazuma!" Bishamonten shouted, and the man transformed into light and landed on the woman's ear. Bishamonten looked at Senju with disgust, "I remember now, you smell like Yato. Kill you!"

Chapter 1,396 Night Dou Appears

"Yato? Ah, I do know him," Senju nodded, looking at the furious woman charging towards him. "But, it has nothing to do with him, oh, can't you hear me? Hado #90: Black Coffin!"

In an instant, Bishamonten was trapped in a huge black space. With a soft sound, the black coffin was released, and Bishamonten collapsed there, covered in blood. "Have you calmed down? A black coffin with one-tenth of its power shouldn't be able to kill you, right?"

"Damn it! Don't even think about separating my divine artifact," Bishamon slowly rose from the blood-soaked ground. Senju shook his head slightly. "I've already seen the future. You're too weak. You're too weak to support so many souls. So let me help you find liberation!"

"Wait! Don't kill her!" A man's voice came from the side. Senju looked to the side and saw Yato lying on the roof of the building next to them, his face extremely tense. Senju was puzzled. "Yato, is this your wife?!"

"How is this possible?!" Yato and Bishamon shouted at the same time, but then Senju realized that the aggro had shifted.

Bishamon roared at the sky, "Yato!"

"Binding Spell #73: Mountain-Reversing Crystal!" Senji pointed at the woman who was screaming wildly, and an inverted triangular cone-shaped light screen immediately appeared around her, trapping her inside. Yato looked on in confusion, "A prison on all sides? I didn't expect the Shinigami to be this powerful."

"Yato, do you know her?" Senji pointed to Bishamon, who was trapped inside the light screen. Yato shook his head. "It's just some connection. I didn't expect her to go down the same old path again. She'll probably fall from grace again soon."

"God's Fall, I don't understand your terminology," Senju rolled his eyes. "But I guessed what it was like. It's probably the Hollowfication of a Shinigami. I didn't expect that even the gods of the mortal world would have the same problem."

"Well, I don't understand those words that Lord Aizen used either," Yato shook his head, his expression turning cold and aloof, completely unlike his goofy self from earlier in the day. "But Bishamon did nothing wrong, so Lord Aizen, please let her go."

"You've become much more handsome, Yato," Senju shrugged. "But even if I let her go, she won't let you go. What did you do before? Did you ruin her reputation?"

"No way! And why is it about moral integrity?! Isn't it usually chastity?!" Yato casually complained. Senju shook her head. "Seriously, just kidding. I didn't expect you to have such thoughts, Yato. But her condition is really dangerous. She has a lot of the same disease as you. Forcibly leaving one's soul in the mortal world is a serious sin."

“The gods have done nothing wrong. Besides, as a Shinigami, you should have a way, right?” Yato looked at Senju seriously. Senju shrugged. “If the other side doesn’t let go, there’s nothing we can do. In the end, the ‘divine artifacts’ left here are in the middle of the tug-of-war between the other side and the gods. The stronger the connection with the other side, the more it will lean towards the other side.”

“One or two wouldn’t be a problem, but there are hundreds pulling her down. Dragging her into hell is just a matter of time. And those divine artifacts will all turn to nothingness during her fall, causing so much trouble for everyone. Why don’t we help take those artifacts to hell?” Senju’s words were clearly transmitted to the light screen. Bishamon was stunned for a moment, then went into a frenzy, “No!!!”

"Calm down," Senju snapped his fingers, and Bishamon inside was immediately sealed of all his power. All the divine artifacts on his body popped out and transformed into human form. Looking at the seven or eight souls around him, Senju was stunned for a moment. Seriously, these 'divine artifacts' are too cheap!

Moreover, after these divine weapons appeared, they even unleashed a wave of energy at Senju, who simply stomped his foot lightly on the ground and shouted, "Severing the Void!"

Several slashing waves bounced back, then sent those souls flying. "These people are quite loyal, aren't they? What a pity, the more people there are, the more pain this Bishamon will suffer."

"Hey, hey, hey, you didn't kill them all, did you? This is going to be a problem!" Yato said anxiously. Senju shook his head. "Of course not, but it did attract quite a few monsters. Hado 11: Tsuru Raiden!"

Countless electric grids surged from beneath Senju's feet, enveloping the entire area. Then, Yato saw countless strange monsters being struck by lightning and reduced to dust. "This... is really different from us. Does it possess wondrous magic like an Onmyoji?"

"Hey, hey, hey, did the others get struck by lightning too?" Yato shouted, finally realizing what was happening. Senju shook his head, and with a flash, grabbed several souls. "Don't worry, they're fine. I don't kill souls indiscriminately. Return to the Dao, Sixth Stage: Healing!"

"..." Yato stared wide-eyed as he watched the bleeding divine artifacts slowly recover. "What is this? You seem more like a god!"

"Huh? Don't the gods here know how to do that? Yato, you should know a little bit too," Senju wondered. Wasn't the Senyu God she met here the god of healing? What was Yato so surprised about?

"I'm just an unnamed war god! How could I know anything else!" Yato shouted in despair. Senju suddenly understood. "So that's it. He's a god who specializes in fighting. No wonder the other gods don't have any fighting power. I see."

"Wait, you seem to have misunderstood something very important. I'm quite talented too," Yato shouted. Senju waved her hand, releasing the restraints on Touyama Crystal. Bishamon, who was attacking the light screen, collapsed to the ground. But then she raised her head. "What did you do to my family?!"

"Family? A family completely enslaved?" Senju shook his head slightly. What is this? Compassion? What a pity, family bound by the power of words. Senju felt very uncomfortable. "It's really ridiculous. You only need one divine weapon to kill a demon, but what kind of thing is it to bind hundreds of them?"

“Those souls you transformed into divine artifacts,” Senju leaned close to Bishamon, “did you really consider them family? Do you know that your actions are restricting their freedom to reincarnate, preventing their souls from ever finding peace?!”

"I didn't, it's not like that!" Bishamon desperately denied it. Senju looked at her disheveled appearance and shook his head slightly. "Is that so? It's a pity that you are a merciful saint, but for others, it means losing the chance to be reborn."

"Um, let me remind you..."

"All the divine artifacts are for souls unable to reach the other side; it's dangerous for them to linger in this world," Yato weakly raised his hand, causing Senju to pause for a moment. "Ah, I see. Anyway, sorry for your tactlessness, Raimei!"

Chapter 1397 Bribery

"Ah!" With a scream, Yato was struck by a thin bolt of lightning, then collapsed, smoking all over. But just as Yukine was getting worried, Yato jumped up again, "What are you doing!"

"I didn't do anything, it was just thunder in the sky," Senju said innocently, while Yato shouted from the side, "Who are you trying to fool? I just heard you say 'thunder,' right? And you even said I was being nosy!"

"You mean 'thunder'?" Senju said, and another bolt of lightning struck them all down. "Huh? Why does thunder appear when I say 'thunder'?"

"Stop, stop!" Yato, who had been struck by lightning three times, raised his hand shakily. His hair was now completely afro. Senju stopped. "Was what you said just now true?"

“That’s right. Those divine artifacts are actually lost souls wandering the world. If no one protects them, they will soon be eaten by monsters,” Yato said, taking out a comb from his pocket and starting to tidy his hair. “So Bishamon’s actions, though foolish, were the right thing to do.”

"Uh, really? She looks terrible," Senju said, looking at Bishamonten, who was emanating miasma. She seemed to have entered a berserk state, but berserk while wearing only underwear... well, there were obvious signs of corruption on her body. "Yato! Found you!"

"Just like a hundred years ago, Bishamonten. You really haven't improved at all." Looking at the black smoke billowing from Bishamonten, Yato's expression turned cold, transforming from a shameless rogue into a god of death. "Come on, Yuki!"

As the blond-haired man beside him transformed into light and landed on Yato's hand, Senju couldn't help but cover his eyes. He found this 'man on top of man' fighting method too offensive. Had his thoughts really become too filthy?

"Alright, Yato, it's just some miasma, no need to worry so much, right?" Senju waved his hand to stop the God of Slaughter, Yato. As for Bishamon, who kept shouting about various 'weapons' beside him? Senju didn't care much at all. After all, those divine weapons had already been sealed by Senju. Bishamon, who was not getting a response, was completely confused and was now shouting wildly.

"Alright, stop shouting," Senju walked over and froze the frantic Bishamon, then tapped her forehead. "Return to the Path, Chapter Nineteen: Purification!"

The miasma on Bishamon's body was instantly dispelled, and seeing his skin return to normal, Yato even went up and touched it. "How is this possible?! The miasma was removed so easily! Ah! Let go, let go, are you a dog?!"

Yato, who was casually touching people there, was bitten on the wrist by the enraged Bishamon. However, Senju's restraints had not been completely lifted, and the two of them fell to the ground. Watching the two rolling on the ground, Senju was speechless for a moment, and then wondered, "Yato, what deep-seated hatred do you two have? Why are you still fighting even like this?"

"There's nothing there, but if you have time, pull her away first!" Yato screamed there, but wasn't he holding a knife? Why didn't he just cut her down? Sure enough, the two had an ambiguous relationship. Senju waved her hand to separate the two, and then watched as Yato clutched his wrist, where blood was flowing continuously. Then Yato started tearing his clothes to prepare to bandage the wound.

As he raised his hand, Senju saw that Yato's wrist was missing a piece of flesh, while Bishamon was grinning as he swallowed Yato's flesh and blood. Well, it seems the two really have a deep-seated hatred. Senju shook his head and tossed a healing spell to Yato, and the wound on his wrist immediately healed.

"As expected of a Shinigami who cultivated his soul, he has so many 'techniques'," Yato said in surprise as he looked at his perfectly intact wrist. Senju rolled his eyes. "You're not like you can't use any spells. As gods, you should at least know one or two, right?"

“No, without the divine artifact, gods have little fighting ability,” Yato shook his head, then looked at Bishamon struggling to his feet. “Even the strongest war god, without the divine artifact, won’t have much fighting power left.”

"Although I vaguely knew about this, it's still unbelievable," Senju shook his head. No wonder the 'gods' he'd met here from the beginning were so weak. It turns out the gods here rely on divine artifacts to fight. Without them, they're complete cowards. "How do you gods even survive? Seeking protection from demons, using human souls as weapons, what else wouldn't you do?"

“Well, if I could fight a yokai alone, that would be the best,” Yato said, tossing his sword aside as Yukine returned to human form. “But unfortunately, I’m separated from Yuki, so I can only run away from yokai.”

"Well, Yato is completely useless without me," Yukine said smugly, but then looked at Yato's wrist. "Is the injury alright? Lord Bishamon went too far."

“No, it’s alright,” Yato shook his head, looking at Bishamon staring intently at him. “We should go too, Aizen. I hope you can let Bishamon go. Although she was foolish, she did nothing wrong.”

"I see, I understand," Senju nodded, watching the two leave.

He opened it, then looked at Bishamon, who was still staring in the direction Yato had left, and said, "I don't care what grudges you have between you. I'm asking you one question now: how many divine artifacts do you plan to release so I can send them to the other world?"

"My family has already been slaughtered, and I will not abandon a single one now!" Bishamon stared intently at Senju, the restraints on his body completely broken. "No matter what, I will not let you take my family away!"

“Is that so?” Senju looked at her, then shook his head, and then walked over to the divine artifacts and began to search them. Bishamon, standing beside him, watched Senju nervously, “What exactly are you trying to do?!”

"Haven't you heard? The Grim Reapers of the Underworld can be bribed with money. If you give me something of value, I'll let you go," Senju said casually. Bishamon next to him seemed completely stunned, then cautiously asked, "Money?!"

“That’s right. You can collect offerings from the living, but we Grim Reapers have to work harder and do it ourselves. After all, the offerings from the dead can only be made once,” Thousand Hands said casually, then picked up the legs of several divine artifacts and swapped them. A pile of things appeared on the ground, but the most eye-catching among them were several books.

"Hmm, you have quite a wide range of interests," Senju casually summoned a fireball for illumination, picked up a book and flipped through it, then looked at Bishamon, who was only wearing underwear, with a strange expression. Why would Senju suddenly have Bishamon's notebook in his hand in this scene?!

Chapter 1398 An Unusual Night

Perhaps Senju's gaze was too strange, for Bishamon took a step back, his hand involuntarily raised to shield himself. "You, what do you want to do?!"

"Is this really a god?" Senju covered his face, while Bishamon, who had taken a step back, collapsed to the ground, completely exposed. Was this really the heroine from a doujinshi?! With a wave of his hand, a robe floated over. "I'm speechless. You're only realizing it now?"

"..." Bishamon hurriedly draped her robe over herself, but then she shook her head vigorously and quickly calmed down. "What exactly is your relationship with Yato?!"

"It's nothing," Senju shook his head, casually flipping through the notebook. Speaking of which, this 'Ten Nights' drawing skills are quite high. The other party must not be an ordinary person, otherwise he could not have drawn Bishamon's figure so well. Could this be the drawing of that divine weapon, Zhaoma? This was found on him. I didn't expect that this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes was actually a traitor.

"Alright," Senju shook his head, glancing at Bishamonten who was watching him warily from the side. He kicked a few of the divine artifacts beside him, and they woke up as well. "I've received something interesting. You can leave now!"

"Vina/Young Lady!" The group of divine artifacts, after waking up, looked at Bishamon, who was draped in a man's robe, and immediately cried out in alarm. Kazuma also shouted at Senju, "What did you do to Lord Bishamon...?"

He froze when he saw Senju raise the book in his hand, then his face turned red, then pale, then his eyes turned red, "Issen!"

"..." Senju waved his hand and shattered the wave of energy released by the opponent. "Are you angry because you're embarrassed? You didn't have to do this just because your erotic novel was found."

"Kazuma?" Bishamon, clad in a ring of divine armor, looked puzzled. Kazuma, meanwhile, glared fiercely at Senju. "You insulted the young lady! I'll kill you!"

“No, I didn’t do anything, but this book is very interesting,” Senju said, waving the book around and looking at Bishamon over there. “Hey, would you like to take a look?”

"Stop!" Zhaoma desperately unleashed a slashing wave, which was then blocked by Senju. Bishamon, standing behind him, shouted, "Come back, Zhaoqi!"

"What exactly do you want? If you're not Yato's ally, then don't stop me!" Bishamon, now mounted on his lion, regained his composure and killing intent. Senju watched Bishamon take flight, then tossed him a ball of light. "Mark him first. I'll deal with you when you fall from grace."

After saying that, Senju transformed into light and flew away. Bishamon, who was still there, patted his shoulder and said, "Fallen God, huh? After I kill Yato, you'll be next. I won't let that happen again!"

But then she asked about her magical artifact, "By the way, Zhaoma, what were those books just now? Were they something very important? I'll definitely help you get them back next time!"

"..." Zhao Ma's expression changed slightly, and then she stammered, "No, no need, Miss, your safety is more important! That's nothing important! Let's go back, it's too dangerous here!"

“No, I’m in great shape tonight, and we finally found the trail of Yato. We can’t let him go this time, Kumbha!” Bishamon shouted, and the lion beneath her responded and flew away with her.

Senju, flying in the air, looked down at the city. Sure enough, it was quite chaotic at night. However, in the territory of real yokai, there were very few of these illusory 'yokai', not even ordinary undead. Senju observed for a while and then understood that it was the yokai's fear that was intimidating these souls. To real yokai, ghosts were just snacks!

As he flew higher, he also saw the territory controlled by the Nura Clan.

There's actually a fleet of floating ships floating above! Is that the Nura Clan's hidden strength? But how did these flying ship demons evolve?!

However, the surveillance over the Nura Clan's territory tonight is really tight. In addition to the 'airships' in the sky, there are also many flying yokai flying around, and many yokai on the ground are on guard. Is this an enemy invasion?

Looking at the scene without any fighting, Senju shrugged and flew slowly through the air, glancing at the view below. He would strike down any malevolent spirits he spotted, but he encountered very few. Instead, he noticed many exorcists hunting down monsters everywhere.

Seeing that nothing was wrong here, he slowly flew to the outskirts. It turned out that the density of monsters in the outskirts was actually lower. Maybe it was because the area outside had become larger, or maybe it was because no one could see them and their existence was meaningless. Then, Senju started wandering around outside the city.

"?" Senju suddenly stopped in mid-air. He sensed a strange place below. There were still monsters here, but Senju felt that something was off. With his senses, he could only detect some anomalies, but this was the biggest anomaly. He could see through the other places at a glance!

"What a strange place. Could there be a master here, or some kind of formation?" Thousand Hands slowly descended and began searching around. Then he discovered a fox spirit crouching at the second-floor window of the old house!

So, what's that fox spirit doing down there?! She's peering intently through the window of the old house, seemingly contemplating something good. Her brownish-yellow tail is wagging back and forth, and she's letting out sly laughs, "Hehehe~"

Senju slowly landed behind the other party, examined the style of the kimono, and then confirmed that this was a male fox spirit. However, the demonic aura and faith power on his body were very weak. Could this be considered a 'god'?

But why are you spying here?! Senju glanced inside as well; there was a sleeping girl. "What are you doing? Planning a night raid?!"

"How could that be?! I was just protecting her!" the fox spirit retorted reflexively, then paused, jumped up, and revealed her sharp claws. "Wait! Who's there?!"

"Spying is no good. Come with me to the police station!" Senju raised his sword, and the fox demon opposite him quickly waved his hands, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, this is my house, no, who are you?! You're not a policeman at all, you're the intruder!"

"Oh, you can make sarcastic remarks, and your aura is quite pure. You don't seem to be a bad yokai," Senju sheathed his sword and then took out a notebook. "By the way, what's your name? What kind of yokai are you? Where do you live? What crimes have you committed?"

Chapter 1399 A Shocking Discovery

"My name is Gin-sen, no, that means I'm not a suspicious person! This is my home!" the fox spirit protested loudly, then suddenly remembered something and lowered her voice, "Shh, Hina is still sleeping, don't wake her."

"Silver Fairy, don't worry, I set up a barrier for her while I was at it," Senju said, looking at the fox demon who was trying to make a point. She had a feeling that the fox demon was being guilty. Was this person really from this family? But why was she called that?

Gugan4, isn't that one of those traditional Japanese death-defying games? Along with Ouija board and spirit board games, this fox spirit is suspicious. "Using a fake name, too suspicious. Sure enough, something's wrong."

"So that's not it!" the fox demon—no, 'Silver Sash'—argued, but then realized something, and several foxfires rose around her. "Wait a minute, you're the intruder! Take this!"

"Snap!" However, the foxfire dissipated automatically upon approaching Senju, who then waved his hand, binding the creature with a chain. But just then, a 'dog' dressed in a suit darted out of the doghouse?! Why is there another 'Inugami' here?! I just killed one today! Are there so many loyal dog-like yokai like this?!

"Although I'm glad to get rid of this useless fox, the intruder must be eliminated. I am the most loyal watchdog of Little Hina!" This dog god was much more pleasing to the eye than the last one, and his tongue was not sticking out. However, the weapon he used was a pistol. With a wave of his hand, he blocked the flying bullet.

But why is the enemy's gun pointed at the trapped Kokkuri-sen?! Kokkuri-sen is rolling around there, yelling, "You damned dog god, do you want to kill me?!"