Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

Just then, an unfamiliar voice rang out, causing everyone present to change their expressions.

"This is wonderful! I was worried you'd be running around like a mouse."

Chapter 332 Princess Sita

"They really dare to come."

Susanoo suddenly stood up from his cross-legged position, still holding his sake jug in his hand, and sighed softly.

"It seems you really think my Totsuka Sword is no longer sharp."

The bamboo staff that had always stood beside him had, at some point, transformed into a sword blade gleaming with divine light.

"Heh, a guy hiding in the Netherworld, barely surviving, still has his own principles at this time."

"That's quite rare, isn't it?"

Emerging from the shadows, his figure gradually solidified and became clear; the man who had arrived was none other than Makoto Haramura.

How do you pinpoint Susanoo's location in the Netherworld?

This kind of thing was not difficult for Makoto Haramura. You know, even Pandora, the god who was best at hiding, was able to find his exact location by following the clues when she was spying on him in the underworld. As for Susanoo, with his clumsy skills, he had already locked onto Susanoo's location when Edelweiss broke the Ame-no-Murakumo sword.

So, after arranging things in the real world, he immediately came to the Netherworld.

Fortunately, Susanoo did not change his location, so he did not need to conduct a more troublesome tracking.

"Your Majesty, is there any room for negotiation?"

Unlike the black-robed archmage, the princess with glass eyes did not take this opportunity to escape.

Instead, he stepped out from behind Susanoo, staring directly at Makoto Haramura.

"This appearance, this divine power, it must be the ancestor of gods, Sita."

Haramura Makoto raised his eyelids, casually scanning the Glass-Eyed Princess, and said with certainty.

Princess Glass Eyes nodded slightly, acknowledging her identity.

"I can ignore your affairs. Go wherever you want; I have no interest in you."

"But there's no need to say anything unnecessary, understand?"

His tone was sharp as a knife. Haramura Makoto no longer cast his gaze on Sita, as if his words were a sacred decree and this woman could not possibly resist him.

"I understand. In that case, please excuse me and take your leave."

Whether they are gods or demons, they all have their own pride. Too much advice will not only be ineffective, but will also have the opposite effect.

She bowed and then walked into the shadows of the house, disappearing silently into the corner, just as she had come.

The bamboo staff in Susanoo's hand had also undergone a complete transformation amidst the dazzling divine light.

With a slender hilt and a white brocade tied to the end, it resembles a long sword from ancient China more than a Japanese sword.

Ame no Habakiri, also known as Totsuka no Tsurugi.

The sword of Izanagi, the father of the Japanese gods, once killed the "fire god" Kagutsuchi.

Later, after being inherited by Susanoo, he killed the monster Yamata no Orochi, which was causing chaos. Like the Kusanagi sword, it was the key to helping him become "steel".

There have even been rumors that the Totsuka Sword is the ancestor of all swords in the world, but this is not a myth or official history, but merely a rumor from a minor folk tale.

"I heard you've never used this sword before."

"Is it because the Kusanagi sword that has accompanied you in battle has been broken, or is it because you are finally ready to risk your life?"

Makoto Haramura appeared completely relaxed; his carefree demeanor made him seem nothing like someone standing on a battlefield.

"It would be too shameful to run away when a god-slayer has come knocking on our door."

Susanoo grinned menacingly.

"While I said I would never retire from that position, it's been a long time since I've fulfilled my duty as a 'steel' soldier, and it still stirs my heart."

"You've really impressed me."

Makoto Haramura reached out and grasped the blood-red demon sword in mid-air.

Since entering this place, Makoto Haramura has finally shown a fighting spirit, which can be considered as a response to Susanoo.

Are you prepared to die?

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Susanoo laughed loudly.

"Once our battle begins, it will never end unless one side dies. This is our destiny, the destiny between steel and the demon king."

The hero fought against the demon king, but the demon king killed the hero.

In any mythological story, the coexistence of these two elements is unprecedented.

When the two sides meet, it will be a fight to the death.

The roar of thunder lingered in the clouds, and the pattering rain was about to fall—this was Susanoo's power as the god of storms.

It was he who summoned the storm.

"Let you prepare properly, after all, this is the last battle of your divine life."

Makoto Haramura merely glanced at the sky, making no attempt to seize control of it.

After all, that would be too low-class; there's no need to exert too much effort to deal with such trash.

"That's really boastful."

Susanoo looked at the demon sword in Makoto Haramura's hand and revealed a ferocious smile.

With the opponent already drawing their sword, there was no need for further words; this was a signal that both sides were ready. The wooden clogs kicked up the blade of the Totsuka Sword, the Steel God gripped the hilt in reverse, and with a powerful push of his feet, he slashed directly at Haramura Makoto.

"Ah!"

Makoto Haramura gently shook his head, gripping the sword hilt in the same reverse grip. In a split second, the feeling of the blade touching the other caused Susanoo's expression to change.

"How could this happen?"

"So my powers are completely useless?"

Looking at the dissipated energy on his sword, Susanoo was speechless, perhaps even a little incredulous.

This was a divine sword enveloped in his storm power, yet his own power was shattered first, even though he had attacked first.

Do you really think that's all there is to it?

"I can cut through even the Great Sage's golden cudgel. Do you think your Totsuka Sword will remain unscathed, given that it's just a divine weapon from a mere island nation?"

Makoto Haramura chuckled and gestured for Susanoo to take a good look at his Totsuka Blade.

Susanoo then belatedly looked at the sword in his hand.

Sure enough, a jet-black crack spread out from the center of the sword. The crack was not large, but it was quite shocking.

Now, it doesn't even require much force; judging from the cracks, it seems that with just a little force, this island nation's divine sword could be easily broken.

However, Susanoo was not alarmed. With a dignified expression, he drew a ripple in the water with his sword and uttered a powerful incantation.

"Call my name—Susanoo-no-Mikoto!"

"Ocean, lake, river, submit to me! Destroy the enemy before me with the force of a thousand waves! Take its life!"

Soil, air, rivers, and all moisture were instantly drawn out and gathered at Susanoo's feet, forming a huge lake in the blink of an eye.

The original land has now been transformed into a lake.

Susanoo manipulated them, preventing them from scattering and keeping them gathered together, causing the water level to rise higher and higher.

The surging water was like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, restless and agitated at Susanoo's feet, as if it wanted to break through and scatter everything in front of it.

Before Susanoo became the god of destruction, he was the protector of the ocean, protecting the ocean and his father with his strong and powerful body. However, he was born with a tendency to cry, which angered his father Izanagi, who banished him from the sea.

In other words, before he became a hero god and a land god, he was actually a sea god.

The storm in the sky grew stronger.

After Susanoo summoned the raging waves, he did not stop his Word of Power, but continued to summon his Word of Power.

"—O storm that destroys everything! Unleash my fury and ravage the earth, leaving it in ruins."

Susanoo suddenly pointed his sword at the sky, and an even more ferocious storm was brewing and swirling in the sky, eventually transforming into the most terrifying tornado in the storm, piercing the ground like a drill bit.

Tornadoes whip up water, which then flows upstream against the wind, forming waterspouts.

Amidst the sword light and storm, Susanoo, the god of destruction, appeared before Makoto Haramura in his most primal form.

He has given it his all, just to win this battle.

Carrying a terrifying waterspout, the water pressure that formed a depth of over ten thousand meters was thus controlled by Susanoo and slashed down at Makoto Haramura.

Its terrifying power surpasses any natural disaster that can occur in this world.

"Since Xiao Ai has already broken the Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi, then I will also break this Totsuka-no-Tsurugi."

Faced with such an attack, Makoto Haramura seemed to have given up resisting, standing still without making any move.

But a golden mist spread from his body.

However, this time it didn't diffuse into the air like before; instead, it adhered entirely to his skin.

"boom!"

It was an instantaneous explosion that swept outwards, with sharp wind blades and terrifying water jets striking the ground, leaving the earth scarred and riddled with unhealable wounds.

This was an extremely powerful attack, a sure-kill blow for Susanoo.

Normally, if this fatal blow had landed, Susanoo should have been very happy.

However, there was not a trace of joy on Susanoo's face.

Instead, all that was visible was an ugly expression and an incredulous look.

It wasn't for any other reason than that his Totsuka Sword was being held in the palm of the man in front of him with one hand.

This time, he didn't even use a weapon; he stopped his sword simply with his palm.

"Now that things have come to this, is this situation really still surprising to you?"

"After witnessing my battle with the Great Sage, you should understand just how vast the gap is between you and me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Makoto Haramura suddenly tightened his grip.

A crisp sound rang out.

That was the sound of a sword breaking; the red half of the blade fell to the ground with a crisp clang.

"The power of the Totsuka Sword did not activate."

From the start of the war until now, Susanoo finally realized himself in this moment, realizing that he was helpless in the face of this man.

His strongest attack, which he had been preparing for a long time, was blocked by this man's bare body.

The power of the Totsuka Sword, which she herself had hidden, did not work on this man.

It should be noted that the Totsuka Sword in his hand actually has another name, 乣, which is the sea, the sea god, the weapon he inherited from his father, the Heavenly Spear from which steel was born from the earth and split the island of Izanagi.

"If that's the case."

Susanoo bit his lip hard, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

He then turned his gaze to the unremarkable gourd at his waist. It was immediately obvious that it was a wine gourd, but the cork had long since disappeared, its whereabouts unknown.

"I'm wondering why I'm not dizzy yet, and I want to take advantage of this moment of dizziness to escape from here."

Standing opposite him, Makoto Haramura seemed to have a pair of insightful eyes that looked straight into his heart, seeing right through him completely.

"Do you really think that such a mere level of charm power can break through my mind?"

Genjiro's scheme.

This is the most famous legend of Susanoo as a cultural god, the legend of how he intoxicated the Yamata no Orochi with the aroma of sake and then cut off the serpent's head with the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi.

But in fact, whether it's the intoxicating aroma of wine or the allure of the opposite sex, all of these can be collectively referred to as seduction.

They are all categorized under the power of charm, but Makoto Haramura's body contains a star beast that wields the power of charm, so how could he possibly be affected by this world, by a mere Susanoo?

It would be more appropriate to replace this power with that of the Great Sage.