I let the genie out of the bottle

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Pain and sorrow mingled, and the white dragon, the incarnation of the divine ancestor, let out a mournful wail.

"That knife is quite a troublesome thing. Of course, this guy is also a troublesome opponent."

Sun Wukong complained, refusing to comply.

So, should we call out our two junior brothers?

A thoughtful look flashed in Sun Wukong's eyes.

No, let's forget about it.

Even if we summon those two guys, they'll only appear as subordinate gods and probably won't be of much use.

Unexpectedly, even with the four Rakshasa gathered together and he having unleashed the power of the Covenant Law, there was still such a vast gap between him and his opponents.

Thinking of this, Sun Wukong, who was not obedient, suddenly felt a little anxious.

If that's the case, then even if the Last King awakens from his slumber, can he really defeat this guy?

"Then let's get serious a bit and finish this quickly."

Just as he was getting anxious, Sun Wukong suddenly heard the terrifyingly powerful monster opposite him mutter to itself.

Are we getting serious?

A look of astonishment instantly appeared on Sun Wukong's face as he refused to comply.

Is it not a real skill to suppress three people who refuse to comply, leaving them with almost no power to fight back?

Then, he saw that Lu Ye was rapidly turning the pages of the thick book in his left hand.

"The earth will split open for those who love war, and they will be plunged into it, and they will never have peace!"

Lu Ye's expression was solemn and his demeanor was sacred, as if thousands of rays of holy light were blooming behind him, making him look radiant and holy.

"When judgment comes, they will be bound, and their pleas will not be heeded, for their deeds are full of blasphemy, tyranny, and sin!"

As the sacred voice fell, a massive chasm, hundreds of meters wide and of unknown length and depth, suddenly split open in the earth, perfectly encompassing the three disobedient individuals opposite them.

This tactic was naturally ineffective against the three seasoned, unruly gods.

After all, for a god who does not obey, flying is merely the most basic ability.

"Such methods are useless against us."

With a casual leap, Lancelot, the Unruly One, landed on one side of the rift and spoke somewhat stiffly.

Although she had just left the rift, none of the knights she had summoned using her armor escaped.

Although I felt regretful, since it was an ability that could only be used by the opponent through incantation, this loss was actually quite fortunate.

Lu Ye merely glanced at him casually.

Next, a chain instantly wrapped around her feet and coiled around her ankle.

Immediately afterwards, countless chains rushed up and bound her tightly.

"What?" She was immediately shocked.

She was only distracted by the other person's expression for a fleeting moment, which allowed him to seize the opportunity and restrain her.

“Then, let’s deal with one first.” Lu Ye said casually, holding the Savior Blade upside down in one hand, and walked towards the bound Lancelot, who was trying to resist. “I’ll use the weapon of the last king you’ve been searching for to free you from your fate of resistance.”

"Uncle!" the white dragon cried out in alarm, then flapped its wings, creating a gust of wind, and rushed in front of Lu Ye, unleashing a pale dragon breath. "Don't even think about getting past me!"

"Tsk, ally, you're really careless!" Sun Wukong said with some displeasure, but still stood in front of Lu Ye. "Use the time we've bought for you to break free from those restraints immediately!"

“I—” Lancelot opened his mouth, but in the end, he couldn’t say anything.

Then, she struggled a little.

Can I say that I feel like I can't break free?

In the shadows, a pair of beautiful, bright eyes watched with a hint of pleasure as Lancelot, who refused to obey, was bound and looked pathetic.

Suddenly, a hint of doubt flashed in those eyes, followed by an instant look of understanding.

"So that's how it is, the destined seventh one—"

"What is this?" Lancelot, who was struggling to resist, suddenly frowned slightly, and a look of doubt appeared on her pretty face.

Beside her, a black passageway quietly appeared.

"You lot, don't do whatever you want in other people's countries!"

A roar filled with grief and rage suddenly rang out.

At the same time, a series of ancient neon language phrases also appeared.

"Here, Susanoo-no-Mikoto leads a thousand evil gods in a rebellion—desiring to seize this country!"

"A thousand swords stand on the earth, using them as city walls and shields to resist the enemy!"

"Yes! It is the so-called Kusanagi Sword! It is the steel that can cut through a thousand blades!"

Chapter 157 The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!

Kusanagi Godou always considered himself an ordinary person and never imagined that one day the world would suddenly reveal a side of him that he had never encountered before.

For him, the moment his life went astray was when he encountered that sword, the moment he met that strange fellow who called himself "Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi".

For a normal Japanese high school student, the Kusanagi Sword is definitely a name that resonates with everyone.

"My master seems to have been killed by some guy," the sword said in an indifferent tone. "And the priestess who served me bored me, so I simply left."

When the sword spoke these words, there was no trace of sadness or lingering affection in its voice.

According to it, it is merely a sword, made of the purest steel, capable only of thinking about battle; loyalty and the like are simply not within its consideration.

Although this statement left Kusanagi Godou speechless, he couldn't really say anything about it.

"Kid, from now on, you're my servant. Remember to serve me well," the Ama-no-Murakumo sword said to him in a rather smug tone.

"Hey! Who wants to serve you?!" Kusanagi Godou naturally couldn't accept this statement and protested vehemently.

However, as an ordinary person who had never been exposed to anything mysterious, he had no power to resist under the control of the divine sword and was taken away from control of his body.

"Haha, kid, it seems you're being followed? No fun, no fun. These guys are so weak and pathetic that I don't even have the desire to lay a hand on them."

As she said this, the Ama no Kusanagi Sword, oblivious to Kusanagi Godou's protests, had somehow managed to control his body and wander off somewhere else, completely ignoring his protests that "Hey! I still have class to attend."

The only fortunate thing was that the sword didn't seem to mind chatting with him for a bit.

Although he was still confused by the sword's words, he understood that there were disobedient gods and god-slayers in this world.

as well as--

"Hey kid, want to become a god-slayer?" The Ama-no-Murakumo sword's tone was tinged with malice, seemingly with a hint of interest.

"What?" Kusanagi Godou, a high school student, was dumbfounded by this statement.

A monster that fights against the gods and usurps their power! Become that kind of monster—

Thinking this way, he ignored the excitement and madness that was faintly rising in his heart.

"Hmph, I was just joking."

The Ame-no-Murakumo sword snorted coldly.

"But for some reason, I have a feeling that you really do have this kind of talent... This is really crazy."

The idea of ​​fighting against gods was simply too insane; it was something I could never do—but that thought vanished the moment I saw the battlefield between the Demon King and the disobedient god.

It seems that a string has quietly snapped.

Is it the fear of death?

Is it a thirst for power?

Is it anger inside?

Or is it simply a thirst for battle?

No, I would never have such a crazy idea.

He slapped his head hard, but still couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from turning up slightly.

"Hey, Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi, can you help me?" Kusanagi Godou asked with a twisted smile, his eyes burning as he looked at the neon sword floating beside him.

At this moment, he was in a broken world called You Shi.

The world seemed to have been punished by the heavens, with solidified lava everywhere, still faintly emitting heat.

“I want—” He paused.

Originally, he wanted to say, "Join in."

The scene of unleashing one's full power filled him with both fear and a hidden longing.

However, when I said it, I subconsciously changed how I phrased it.

He closed his eyes and took two heavy breaths.

I am a pacifist.

Kusanagi Godou thought to himself.

So he changed his story and convinced himself of it.

"I will make those reckless bastards pay the price!"

He opened his eyes, his gaze intense.

"Help me, Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi!"

His eyes were filled with fervor and excitement.

The Kusanagi Sword fell silent instantly.

It silently observed the servant it had randomly chosen with its "eyes".

Could this be the so-called guidance of fate?

It asked itself silently in its heart.

Kusanagi...Godou.

"Hmph... Hmph hahahahaha!"

Just as Kusanagi Godou was feeling strange and regretful about his rash remark, he heard the laughter emanating from that solitary and arrogant sword.

Surprised, yet delighted.

"Alright, alright, I promise you, I promise you, hahahahaha—" it laughed, "Then, my servant—no, my partner, let us fight side by side and drive that hateful demon king out of this land!"

The Ama-no-Murakumo sword spoke with great passion.

Nevertheless, the man and his sword did not immediately rush to the battlefield, but waited for a good opportunity to intervene in the battle.

Until that valiant and spirited female military heroine was bound by the enemy.

Meanwhile, everyone on the battlefield was locked in fierce combat.

"Then, let us go—at this very moment, usurp the power of the gods and become the demon king who ravages the earth!"

The Kusanagi Sword cried out, about to open the passage to the mortal world.

"Who wants to become one of those guys!" the boy named Kusanagi Godou complained unhappily.

Then, his figure appeared in the real world, his face filled with anger.

"Don't do whatever you want in other people's countries!"

As he chanted the incantation of the Kusanagi Sword, wielding the divine sword, he undoubtedly possessed the power to behead any rebellious god who was powerless to resist.

"And after that, you will probably become a god-slaying demon king, possessing the ability to truly intervene in the battle."

The Ama-no-Murakumo sword spoke in a seductive tone.

Without hesitation, the Kusanagi sword in his hand slashed towards the neck of the female war goddess who had lost her freedom!

I should be terrified of taking someone's life, but for some reason, I only feel excitement—

Kusanagi Godou's eyes gleamed with fanaticism.