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"boom--!"

He was kicked away by Makoto Haramura, flying hundreds of meters before finally collapsing to his knees.

"My luck has never seemed to be very good..."

Susanoo smiled wryly, but soon he rallied again.

With his escape route completely cut off, his only chance of survival was to kill the master of this place—Makoto Haramura.

Even when forced into a corner, Susanoo can still display the demeanor befitting a "steel" hero god.

A sword aura, dazzling as if splitting the weather, was unleashed.

Ignoring physics, the magical wind that could have killed Newton by an apple continues to rage.

This is Susanoo's furious struggle. With such surging and powerful cursed energy, an ordinary human would be crushed into mincemeat if they were only grazed by it.

However, it still didn't have any effect.

puff!

The sound of a sword blade piercing flesh.

Makoto Haramura reached out and directly sliced ​​through Susanoo's blade, then precisely pierced Susanoo's neck with the sword imbued with spatial power, severing his cervical vertebrae.

Bubbles of evaporating flesh and blood continued to rise upwards, and Susanoo's pupils completely lost focus.

"The battle was incredibly boring and a complete waste of time."

Makoto Haramura twirled his sword, his gaze falling directly in front of him, and let out a cold laugh.

"They didn't run away; they deliberately stayed here to wait for me."

"You must have something to tell me."

Where it disappeared, it will reappear.

Princess Sita, a beautiful woman dressed in a twelve-layered kimono, slowly walked over.

Chapter 333 Dark under the lamp

"As expected of you, I am indeed no match for your eyes."

The princess in the castle, who is clearly a deity from Indian mythology, looks so perfectly suited to wearing a kimono.

It was as if such clothes were made for her; whenever she appeared, other women paled in comparison.

"I gave you time, but you didn't run away."

"What, aren't you afraid of dying?"

Directly taking over the crane's nest, Makoto Haramura arrived at Susanoo's house in the underworld, and Sita followed without hesitation.

"Compared to such an escape, I am more afraid of being remembered by a terrifying god-slayer like you."

"I don't think the black-robed archmage is in a very good state now."

Sita spoke with great certainty, and she naturally took out tea leaves from Susanoo's treasures, lit the fire, and boiled water.

"It seems you have a keen sense of perception."

Makoto Haramura shrugged, expressing his admiration for Sita.

He did promise to let these guys go, that's true, but that doesn't mean a god-slayer would let them go.

That's right, it's Luo Hao.

For a long time, it has been Luo Hao's dream, and also his wish, to bring Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, back into mythology.

After all, it was extremely shameful that their own country's hero and god were trapped, sealed, and even lost their memories in such a small place.

But now, the Monkey King has been driven out by Makoto Haramura.

In addition, she had been defeated by Makoto Haramura, and she had been holding back a lot of anger for a long time.

Therefore, when she learned that someone else was actually responsible for Sun Wukong's predicament, she immediately followed him.

"Sure enough."

Sita nodded.

"No wonder I felt like I was being locked onto by a murderous intent just now."

She's very perceptive; in fact, at first, she really did plan to run away and hide for a while.

After all, no one knows what fate awaits her now that she's in Haramura Makoto's hands.

But just as she was preparing to move, a premonition kept telling her that she couldn't continue, or her life would be in danger.

There was no premonition whatsoever; it was purely her own sixth sense.

This sixth sense had saved her life countless times in the past, helping her escape perilous situations. Therefore, she resolutely followed her heart, returned, and prepared to make a deal with Makoto Haramura.

Being targeted by such a god-slayer would keep her up at night.

Sita stood up, took down the boiling water, and gracefully brewed tea for Haramura Makoto.

The same tea-making process becomes instantly more pleasing to the eye simply by changing the person making it.

"The tea is brewed very well; the craftsmanship is excellent."

As he sipped his fragrant tea, Makoto Haramura surprisingly showed a hint of enjoyment.

Indeed, it must be admitted that the tea I drank this time surpassed all the teas that Makoto Haramura had drunk before.

"It would be my greatest honor if you liked it."

Sita readily accepted Haramura Makoto's praise and then returned to his seat.

"Speak, what do you want to tell me?"

"Considering the cup of tea you just brewed, I will indeed guarantee your safety this time."

"Yes, that includes Luo Hao."

This was already the highest praise Haramura Makoto could give to this ancestral deity, and also the greatest leniency he could show her.

After all, he was already ignoring Luo Hao's wishes.

"Yes, the reason I didn't leave is simply to tell you something."

"Although you will soon find out about this, I think it's better for you to know first."

Sita's hands are extended forward, a very standard kneeling gesture.

"Oh, tell me."

Haramura Makoto became slightly interested and looked at Sita with great interest.

For some reason, he had a premonition that he would hear something interesting from Sita.

"I don't know if you've ever heard of The Last King."

"This person?"

Sita's tone of voice had a slightly probing quality to it.

However, her earlier statement about piquing Haramura Makoto's interest was indeed successful, and Haramura Makoto's lips curled up in a smile.

"Of course I've heard of that."

"What, do you have news about the Last King?"

Athena originally existed, but the news about Athena was just a smokescreen, a trap used to conceal the true position of the final king.

It now seems that he's going to have an unintended outcome with this divine ancestor.

"Yes, actually the location of the final king's seal is very simple."

"After all, the existence of the Monkey God is to completely seal the Last King, isolate his aura, and prevent his followers from finding him."

Sita raised his head and spoke slowly.

This news was indeed shocking; even he was shocked.

What is this?

Dark under the light?

The thing I'd been looking for was actually right under my feet?

After hearing what Sita said, Makoto Haramura finally understood why Sita had said he would understand sooner or later.

Once the seal is broken, it will bring the long-awaited resurrection of the final king.

Once the Last King is resurrected, as the strongest steel, he will draw massive amounts of the earth's essence.

With such a loss of vital energy, this already fragile island nation will face all sorts of natural disasters.

Of course, it doesn't have to reach that point yet. Once a large amount of vital energy is lost, Makoto Haramura will notice it.

"Furthermore, there is something else I need to report to you."

"Go ahead and speak freely."

The woman in front of him had already demonstrated her value to Haramura Makoto, so even if some of her words were nonsense, Haramura Makoto was willing to listen.

"That's right, the Last King has his own messengers."

“Our seal is primarily designed to target these messengers, who have now arrived in this country.”

"Once the seal is broken, the unsealing of the Last King will inevitably become a regular occurrence."

"It will probably happen soon."

At this point, Sita pursed his lips.

"If you need, I can provide you with their approximate location."

"They are very good at hiding themselves, please forgive them for that."

"It doesn't matter."

Makoto Haramura completely ignored Sita's little schemes, instead looking at her with great interest, picking up the tea on the table, and taking a small sip.

"What I care about more than that is that, in mythology, Rama, the last king, should be your husband, right?"

"Judging from your expression, you not only don't welcome your husband back, but you even hate him."

Is it because of mythology?

In the Ramayana, Rama won a contest of martial arts and married Sita, the princess of Mithila. Later, Rama was exiled, and Sita, out of love for her husband, willingly went into exile with him.

Ravana, the ten-headed demon king of Lanka, kidnapped Sita. Rama allied with the monkey kingdom, and Hanuman, a divine monkey under the monkey king, was exceptionally brave.

With the help of the monkey god Hanuman and his troop, they finally defeated the demon king and rescued Sita.

But Rama doubted Sita's chastity, so he made her throw herself into the fire to prove it. The fire god lifted Sita out of the raging flames, thus proving her chastity.

The couple was reunited, and their exile was over.

Rama returned to his country and ascended the throne, bringing peace and prosperity to Ayodhya. However, trouble arose again when Rama heard rumors that Sita was not a virgin. To avoid going against the people's wishes, he reluctantly abandoned the pregnant Sita on the banks of the Ganges.

Sita was rescued by the sage Anthill and lived in the Pure Grove, where she gave birth to twins. Later, during Rama's horse sacrifice, Anthill arranged for the twins to meet Rama and to explain Sita's chastity to him, but Rama still believed that he could not gain the people's trust.

Sita, in desperation, cried out to Mother Earth for help, saying that if she were chaste and without flaw,

Please let the earth embrace her. Instantly, the earth split open. Sita plunged into the earth's embrace. Finally, Rama and his brothers ascended to heaven and were transformed back into Vishnu.

In mythology, Rama can be considered an absolute hero to the people.

Because he did indeed bring peace and happiness to his people, and was worthy of the name of a hero, but the person he wronged the most, or rather the only person he wronged, was his wife Sita.

Sita dedicated everything to Rama, suffering so much pain throughout her life, but in return she received not Rama's love and affection, but only endless suspicion.

This is undoubtedly painful for a woman.

Because her husband, whom she loved wholeheartedly, never trusted her.

Therefore, Makoto Haramura asked whether it was due to mythology.

"I must admit that I have indeed been influenced by some mythological elements."

"Although these are not true facts, the gods are indeed influenced by the myths woven by humans."

“If I were to perish now and be reborn from the myth, I would indeed be confirmed as Rama’s wife.”