At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

Ishtar stopped crying instantly, her eyes filled with resentment.

“My name is Buyer, the Great Wisdom Master of the Good Dharma of Mokha. What are your names?” Buyer said with a smile.

"Buyer? The Seventy-Two Pillars of Demons?" Ishtar wondered if she had misheard. Weren't these the Pillars of Hell Demons?

“It’s a bit complicated, I’ll explain it to you slowly,” Buyer said.

"I am Ishtar, the goddess of Venus in Mesopotamia, the goddess of war, harvest, beauty, and love."

“My name is Ereshkigal, the ruler of the underworld…” Ereshkigal said softly, looking down at her toes. Facing such a gentle goddess, she felt inferior because she was the dark god of the underworld.

“Ishtar and Ereshkigal, it’s a pleasure to have you here,” Buyer said with a smile, then granted them access to the World Tree.

Elemental power is also a type of natural energy, and any deity who possesses power can absorb it.

Ishtar and Ereshkigal shuddered as they felt the planet's great source actively connecting with them, a continuous flow of energy surging into their bodies.

The moment they connected with Dayuan, they understood Buyer's true identity, and a flood of information rushed into their minds.

Shock!

The embodiment of the planetary origin! The will of the planet?

Ishtar looked at the god who had bound her, her lips twitching. He was actually the master of this planet, controlling everything on it, even more outrageous than the god-king of the pantheon.

Ereshkigal's cheeks flushed slightly. She was relieved that she wasn't disliked by Buyer because she was the goddess of the underworld. Thinking of this, she looked at Los Saint, who gave her an amused look. She lowered her head like a startled little rabbit.

"..." Ishtar looked at the shy Ereshkigal and regretted it deeply when she thought about how she had been treated differently. She couldn't go back to the Age of Gods now. She had offended the planet's ruler as soon as she arrived, and she would definitely be punished in the future.

"This will be fun from now on." Los Saint thought to himself as he looked at Ereshkigal, then looked at Raiden Shin, who had grown a little bigger on the tree branch, raised his hand, and threw a ball of golden 'omnipotent divine power' at him.

The omnipotent divine power entered the 'purple fruit' and truly enveloped the lightning.

"Yes, yes, that's enough, Lord Tenri... I can't eat anymore." Raiden Shin hurriedly said. The omnipotent divine power that Lord Tenri had given her earlier had only been used up a little, and the growth rate had already reached its limit. Any more 'omnipotent divine power' given to her could only be used to make her divine body more resilient.

"Are you sure you don't want it anymore?" Luo Sheng asked.

"Yes, thank you for your trust, Lord Tenri," Raiden Shin said, feeling extremely grateful. She hadn't even started managing the country for Lord Tenri yet, and she had already been given so much. A different kind of feeling unconsciously arose in her heart.

Buyer told her that Lord Tenri was very kind, and she didn't expect him to be so kind, as if she had become Lord Tenri's family.

Los Saint sat lazily on a tree branch next to Raiden, looking down at Buyer, Ishtar, and Ereshkigal.

Buyer was explaining the world to the two little goddesses.

"It'll be quite lively with the addition of two new gods."

……

Japan, Kyoto City.

Kyoto is Japan's second largest city and served as the capital for over a thousand years until it lost its title after the Sengoku period.

Outside a manor in the city, luxury cars with prices beyond the imagination of ordinary people are parked outside the manor. In addition, the entire manor is surrounded by security personnel armed with guns and stun batons.

The manor is resplendent in gold and jade, with various famous paintings and antique artifacts displayed everywhere. Despite its splendor, it is also filled with elegance, preventing the luxurious manor from becoming vulgar.

In the main hall of the manor, a host of Japan's elite gathered, including politicians, zaibatsu (financial conglomerates), business tycoons, news agency presidents, bank directors, and so on.

They were all high-ranking figures who had fled Tokyo. After receiving communications from the chief priests of various Shinto shrines, they all rushed here without prior arrangement.

This estate is also one of the properties owned by the Japanese Emperor.

Although the Emperor was reduced to a mascot after the war, he still held the highest, albeit implicit, position and was the symbol of the nation.

Although this country claims to be a developed country, its upper class still tacitly accepts the identity and cultural values ​​that have been passed down for thousands of years.

They divided the nation's people into royalty, nobles, gentry, and the lowest class of commoners.

Therefore, whether it is a big businessman, a tycoon, a regional official, a mayor, or a town mayor, they have nothing to do with ordinary people at the bottom. No matter how capable ordinary people are, they can only become their high-level employees.

"What do you think we should do now? In four days, the gods will descend upon Japan," said the middle-aged chairman of Sakura Bank, who was also the Minister of Finance, with a stern face.

"Our opponent is a god, not an ordinary superhuman. Moreover, it's Thor, the god of judgment. We're just ordinary humans. What can we do?" A tycoon's patriarch's face was full of gloom.

"Isn't it possible to request support from the United States? The United States is the world's number one military power." The Attorney General said through gritted teeth, "The United States and we also have a protection treaty!"

"Don't even think about it. The US received the intelligence a long time ago, and the US military bases have already been closed, and the aircraft carriers are preparing to withdraw. The Americans are completely unreliable!" The Foreign Minister clenched his fist.

“What about the Self-Defense Forces? Can’t they negotiate with Takaten Shōjin? The Age of Gods is long gone. It should be up to us humans to manage ourselves!” A tycoon’s head couldn’t help but stand up and shout, his eyes filled with fear.

Everyone here who has climbed to this position is no fool; they all understand the state of the world and know that these people will never be recognized by the gods.

Once this country begins to transcend, they will fall from the heavens into the abyss, becoming worse off than the lowest commoners!

Moreover, countless ordinary people hate them, and the thought of being relegated to the bottom of society fills them with deep fear.

"Ha, Self-Defense Forces, don't think that just because I'm the Commander-in-Chief of the Self-Defense Forces I can command the soldiers." The portly Commander-in-Chief of the Self-Defense Forces looked terrified, not even noticing that snot was already dripping from his nostrils.

"If it really comes down to fighting against the gods, the soldiers will definitely tie me up!"

The thought that the soldiers he usually bossed around might tie him up at any time made his crotch start to smell of urine.

If they are going against the gods, do they even need to think about whose orders the Self-Defense Force officers and soldiers will listen to?

"Your Majesty the Emperor! You are a descendant of Amaterasu! Please say something!" The Prime Minister looked at the old man with gray hair who had been silent and whose body was still trembling.

"..." The Emperor jumped up in fright, his eyes filled with fear: "What! Are you calling me?"

"Your Majesty, you are a descendant of Amaterasu Omikami. Have you made contact with Amaterasu Omikami? Only another, more powerful deity can defeat a god!"

"Amaterasu Omikami." The Emperor's lips trembled as he spoke. He had no idea how to contact Amaterasu Omikami. He knew better than anyone that he was just an ordinary person and not a descendant of a god at all.

The true line of the Emperor died out long ago, and my lineage became Emperor during the Azuchi-Momoyama period.

The descendants of gods must have divine power, but he had never heard of his ancestors having any divine power.

The true gods of the heavens, knowing he was a fake descendant of Amaterasu, would surely punish him.

"I don't know, I don't know, don't ask me, don't ask me anything, I don't know anything." The Emperor shook his head, feeling that his crotch was already wet, and stood up, his legs trembling as he left his seat: "You all continue, don't mind me."

"His Majesty the Emperor!"

"What should we do? What should we do?!" a tycoon muttered dejectedly.

"Faced with the gods, none of the methods we can think of are effective!"

They, who could influence the entire country with a mere gesture, discovered that no matter what methods they used, they were like bubbles in the face of the divine power.

No matter what methods an ordinary person uses, they cannot stop a divine thunderbolt from killing them on a clear day.

"The only thing we can do now is to abandon Japan and transfer all our assets abroad!" a tycoon gritted his teeth.

"Ha, move abroad? There are superhumans everywhere abroad. The superhumans in South America can see a person's good and evil. Europe has churches, and Xia Country isn't an immigrant country."

In an instant, a profound gloom and despair enveloped them.

They are like birds in a cage or fish in a net, unable to escape their fate of being purged no matter how much they struggle. They are now even afraid of the servants in their homes, fearing that the servants might learn 'Source Awakening' from somewhere and use it against them.

"Why is this happening! Why do gods really exist?!" A political figure broke down, kneeling on the ground and frantically kowtowing.

"Are we just supposed to wait here and do nothing?!" The bank chairman broke down, roaring hysterically.

……

While the Japanese upper class was in despair, a change occurred in Tokyo Bay.

Glug glug—

The seawater was turning black and bubbling at an extremely fast speed. The fish that came into contact with the black seawater twisted and swelled up, looking like fleshy balls made up of a large number of tumors. Mouths with white teeth emerged from the top of the fleshy balls, and four sharp limbs pierced out from the fleshy balls.

These bizarre, fleshy spheres are all Rahmu, monsters created by the evil power of humanity to hunt humans.

On the seabed, a massive mass of black mud, as large as a skyscraper, appeared out of nowhere and quickly dispersed and merged into the seawater.

The continuous appearance of such massive black mud quickly turned a section of Tokyo Bay black and emitted a putrid stench.

A cargo ship sailing in Tokyo Bay sounded its horn.

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"What happened! It stinks!"

"Oh no! Look at the sea! It's turned black!"

"The cargo ship is stuck, what's going on?"

The sailors on the cargo ship watched in horror as the once blue seawater visibly turned black.

The cargo ship's first mate cried out in terror, "The seawater has turned black! Like crude oil! Oh no! We've encountered something supernatural!"

Their cargo ship travels all over the world, and in the past year they have encountered countless extraordinary events, even shooting at a six-armed undead monster that tried to climb onto the ship.

"The ship can't move!" the driver shouted.

The captain shouted in terror, "Nonsense! How could we possibly move in this black mud!"

He cursed inwardly, wishing he hadn't taken the Japan route; otherwise, he would probably be dead here.

"Oh my God! God bless, angels bless, please let me return safely to the United States." The captain prayed, clutching the crucifix necklace.

"Captain! There are monsters on the sea! So many monsters!" The first mate tumbled and crawled into the bridge, yelling.

"Shit! I've seen it!" The captain, drenched in sweat, stared at the ship's camera, the footage sending chills down his spine.

In the scene, mouths full of neat teeth emerged from the black muddy sea surface, and these mouths collided like clappers, making a nauseating clicking sound.

The clicking sound echoed throughout the sea.

"Ugh~" The first mate lay on the ground and vomited, his muscles twitching with fear.

The captain frantically pulled out his phone and dialed the Vatican for help: "SOS! Quickly, SOS! Ask the Church in Rome for help! There must be priests in Japan! There must be!"

The Vatican has made its hotline for help available to people all over the world.

If you encounter a monster, you can call the church for help, and the church will dispatch the nearest superhuman priest to arrive as quickly as possible.

Of course, if you make a false police report to mock the Vatican, you will be blacklisted, so few people are willing to take that risk.

[This is the Vatican Council of Priests. Please describe what happened as quickly as possible.]

"I am the captain of an American ocean-going freighter, currently in Tokyo Bay. The entire bay has turned into black mud! My crew and I are trapped here!"

"There are monsters in the black mud! So many monsters, countless monsters! Great God, merciful angels, we beg you to come and save us!"

[Many monsters? Please turn on your camera.]

With trembling hands, the captain turned on the camera and pointed it out of the cabin.