Chapter 508

Therefore, it is not difficult to see that the builder himself did this intentionally for some reason.

"..."

In the center of the main hall, John Dee stood motionless like a stone pillar, a painting placed before him with a smile.

In the darkness, an old man with wide, white eyes grabs the child's body with both hands and begins to devour him, starting from his head—the image of the God of Agriculture devouring his child.

Saturnus was a god in Rome mythology, known as Cronus in Greek Mythology. Because he received a prophecy that he would be killed by his own children, Cronus ate his five children one by one out of fear.

The same thing happened in Japan. Izanami, the goddess who created the nation and the Earth Mother Goddess, died from burns in her birth Kagutsuchi, the Kagutsuchi. Not long after Kagutsuchi committed the act of matricide, he was beheaded by his own father Izanagi, with the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi and lost his life.

From the blood and bones of the Kagutsuchi, many Deity were born, forming a part of the Japanese Divine System.

If it involves fratricide, then the first murder mentioned in the Old Testament, "Cain killed Abel," is quite representative. The same applies to Romulus and Remus in Rome mythology, Set in Egypt killed his brother Osiris, and the fratricide between Arjuna and Karna in Indian Mythology can also be categorized as such.

"The God of Agriculture Devouring His Child..."

Cleopatra, her eyes half-open, smiled sweetly, "That suits you quite well."

Dee, smiling, glanced at her coldly.

"Utsumi has already met Euclid. If nothing unexpected happens, Amenominaka should make a move... And Tiamat, the Mesopotamia Primordial Mother Goddess. Even with the precedent of the Australian Creator God, the Rainbow Serpent, we still need to be vigilant until she is fully revealed."

"What about that Novia? Didn't you say even your simulations couldn't predict it?"

"It must be the obstruction of Saint, but ultimately it's just a living human being, insignificant."

"Oh my, oh my, as a believer you even want to harm Saint? And you even said I survived by luck..."

"There are so many Saints in the Church, but not all of them are worthy of my respect. They don't have the qualifications or the ability; at best, they're all Impostor."

Dee smiled radiantly throughout, "Besides, compared to an insignificant Saint, a prophet is nothing more than a prophet."

After Dee finished speaking, she let out a breath.

In that instant, the image of Elijah front of him seemed to ripple, flickering with tiny flashes of lightning, which then quickly disappeared.

"Speaking of which, hasn't that great Onmyoji always wanted to devour a massive number of Spirit Origin to strengthen himself? Although it's like asking a tiger for its skin, letting him go is probably the best option right now, isn't it?"

Dee nodded in agreement with Cleopatra's words and began reciting the Japan Magecraft Formula.

"The breath of God is my breath, and my breath is the breath of God. If you blow with the breath of God, then impurity will not be present, nor will it remain. Ah, pure, ah, pure."

"Are you somewhat itching to try?"

In the commercial district of Underworld Tokyo, known for its strong international atmosphere and having once been home to numerous foreign embassies, a two-meter-tall man with yin-yang hair dressed as an onmyoji stood at the highest point of the area. After hearing the Magecraft Formula "Ana Seiki," he clicked his tongue.

Those were words of astonishing precision and technique, belonging to the category of cleansing impurities.

How filthy!

In other words, did the Alchemy define that incredibly powerful alien Deity as corrupt?

Alas, her posture was like that of a mother of all living beings; her voice was like that of a divine mother.

Therefore, this is precisely the perfect opportunity to tear the god apart, devour him, and transform him into one's own flesh and blood.

Ashiya Dōman, an Onmyoji who, theoretically, could only appear as a Caster while the burning of humanity was still ongoing, manifested as an Alterego.

"Congratulations! Congratulations!... Please enjoy reading this!"

Ashiya Dōman's handsome face curved into a slight smile. He then silently raised his hands, and a faint, almost imperceptible Od left his hands, rising into the sky above Underworld Tokyo, the underworld buried by the sea, at a speed exceeding the speed of sound.

"Let the curtain of darkness fall, for the Sun will be reborn here! Raging waves, raging torrents, Evil Spirit of the Left Palace!"

Suddenly, the Serenity light, like the stillness of Lake, seeped into the darkness, shooting in a straight line from the open black Sun onto an inconspicuous hotel.

The remaining City AI protective shield of Underworld Tokyo, now part of the underworld, is roaring uncontrollably. Once the shield's energy is depleted, Tokyo will be completely swallowed by the sea, never to see the light of day again.

At the same moment, John Dee also began the highest level of splitting and tearing technique held by Ras** Alchemy, in order to deduce and simulate how Tiamat would retaliate in the inn. He instantly calculated eighty-two possible scenarios.

Is that so?

Is that so?

And you say it's --?

With each of John Dee's deductions, Tiamat's subsequent counterattacks would change.

Sometimes they display the mighty power of a supreme god, sometimes they are as weak as the red serpent of Australia; sometimes they use the unrevealed power of dragons to fight against them with all their might; sometimes everyone survives; sometimes there are casualties; sometimes Euclid comes to their aid...

However.

To Dee's surprise, Novia looked up.

"Looks like I arrived first? Looks like I have a target now."

A fearless smile graced his lips, and in that instant, the dark Sun scattered uncontrollably across the sky, as did the malevolent Od.

Immediately afterwards.

"Brahma and Demon King are free and at ease, removing their decline and bringing them peace; all other enemies are also destroyed."

The silent chant that had flowed from Novia's lips early on, carrying a powerful momentum, swept across the ruins of Underworld Tokyo.

Enough to split the seas and tear the sky apart, an undisputed echo of death—

"Hoohoo... oh!"

Ashiya Dōman had done his research beforehand and knew what kind of god it was.

The question is, which aspect of Tiamat is this? The information passed down about the existence of Deity is extremely rich. Whether it is a transformation of a certain event or an elevation to godhood due to human Faith, it is the result of historical accumulation and therefore has various aspects.

But, but, this momentum can't be wrong! Tiamat actually has India origins?!

"Hehe, this humble monk has been deceived, but it's alright, this humble monk still has an invincible trump card!"

The Ooku of immortal arts taught by the Fadao Rishi of Vulture Peak in India—if I can unleash that power now, I should be able to escape in one fell swoop. It is precisely because the burden is so heavy that I have been avoiding connection. But things have come to this... I can only activate the Pseudo Thought Key Crest.

Ashiya Dōman thoughts.

"Gah?!"

Startup failed!?

In the next instant, the Onmyoji shattered like a withered leaf, turning into dust along with his Spirit Origin.

And... the Ooku of the Fadao Rishi is backfiring on this humble monk?! How could this be! Isn't he Buddhism?! How could he be assisting Hinduism? This, this shouldn't be! You are mortal enemies...

According to the Tales of Abe no Seimei, there was an excellent Caster named Ashiya Dōman in Inami District Harima Province. His ancestor, the village head of Ashiya, Seita, was a wise man who learned many skills from the Fadao Rishi. Seita wrote down all the knowledge he learned from Fadao Rishi in books and passed it on to his descendants.

In Vulture Peak, India, there is a celestial garden where five hundred people practiced the Vajra Mani Dharma and became Vidya-holding Immortal. Their supernatural powers allowed them to travel to the ten directions of the Buddha-lands in an instant and return to their original place. They also had immeasurable lifespans and frequently guided and taught humans and celestial beings. The Fadao Rishi was one of them.

Vulture Peak is a sacred Buddhist Holy Mountain, also known as Vulture Peak, where the Savior preached the Dharma again and compiled the Buddhist canon during his lifetime. Even Kavia was present at that time.

Ashiya Dōman then appropriated the knowledge Book left behind by Seita, impersonating him as his disciple and taking the character "Dō" from the name of Fadao Rishi, thus naming himself "Dōman".

In other words, Ashiya Dōman did not understand the rules of Vulture Peak.

If the Fadao Rishi knew that Dao Man dared to do such a thing, he would probably be furious.

However, there was no way to keep Ashiya Dōman from suffering the 'backlash'. Everything about the Onmyoji seemed to be a lie, and the black dust merged into the ruins of Underworld Tokyo.

Did Chapter 523 say thank you?

"Let's go check out the shopping district today."

After Novia said those words, everyone except Chitose, who had to continue her handover with Tokyo's Night Watch John, headed to Tokyo area closest to the flattened Tokyo Tower —a commercial district that had once housed embassies of many countries.

Apart from the occasional low trees, the rest of the journey was an endless plain, dotted with large oval-shaped black ruins. Every now and then, something resembling the top of a building would jut out from the black ruins. Erice this monotonous scenery, but for some reason, she missed it.

According to the information she received from Night Watch John, the management area for the Leyline of Tokyo's Underworld Tokyo is located in this so-called business district, but it wasn't specified where exactly, only that it was Shrine... Everyone knows that, after all, the management area for the Leyline of Akihabara is the local Yushima Tenmangu.

The four of them walked together on the undulating path leading to the temple.

If this were Shinjuku or Akihabara, these streets would usually be full of tourists visiting or worshipping, but this is Underworld Tokyo reduced to ruins.

"Eh, Erice."

"What's up."

"Why has Tokyo become like this? I remember it being quite crowded and prosperous. You used to sneak out here quite often."

Erice nodded in response to Izanami's most direct sentiment.

"... Yes, you're right. That was ten years ago. Tokyo was abandoned ten years ago, but there are still many churches, Shrine, and Temple elsewhere."

Even though Servant are everywhere in daily life, the Faith that has been passed down in people's hearts since ancient times has not been abandoned. On the contrary, because the world is in Chaos now, people once again need local Deity as their spiritual support.

Heroic Spirit from all walks of life, from ancient times to the present, from East to West, accompany their respective Master to pay homage to their spiritual anchors... Only in the peaceful Marseille Mosaic City can one witness such a sight.

"... Erice, have you been to any other Shrine or anything like that?"

"Yeah, actually it wasn't me, but some guy wanted to go somewhere, like a church or Temple in Akihabara. I used to go there from time to time. The mapo tofu outside Maitreya Temple is really spicy."

"It's so spicy... Are you really not going to stop, Erice? If this continues, you'll go further and further astray."

The tiny insect form that Izanami had taken suddenly turned to look at the three people in front of her. Tiamat was being led by the hand, while Rushana stood with his arms crossed.

Novia.

If my dream is true, then he is mine, he is mine, possessed by the Demon King, a special Class Servant belongs only to me.

In the dim light of the seabed, Eri 'Erice swaying silver hair seemed to radiate a golden torch for a fleeting moment.

"You've misunderstood. He and I don't have that kind of relationship."

Did you two have a fight?

"... Huh? We didn't have a fight."

Erice believes she did not lie; the conversation that night when they first met should be described as a firm refusal, not an argument.

That's normal, right? Although I accidentally said something a bit harsh, it's perfectly reasonable to be wary of men who might have ulterior motives. Anyway, Tiamat is quite adorable, isn't she? I just thought this guy was trying to add a different flavor to the situation. Anyway, I refused, that's all.

"Hmm, you're lying."

Izanami spoke with an air of knowing full well, Erice feeling utterly speechless.

"That's understandable. After all, the people you've been in contact with Erice, are either exiled or dead, right? In short, there's never a chance to meet them again, and there's never a proper opportunity to have a good conversation with a man. Oh, it's all my fault, Mom."

"Waaah... it's not that exaggerated--"

Erice was taken aback, not by her conversation with Nami, but by the sight before her.

It was a commercial district covered by a dense Forest, with ten pointed buildings standing on all sides, swallowed by countless vines. This reminded Erice what she had seen in school, the imagination of people in the old days about reinforced concrete, the kind of scenery that would change after a mass disappearance of humanity, looking vibrant and exceptionally beautiful.

Whether man-made buildings or natural objects, everything seems to blend into the tallest 'tower' in the shopping district, so that the branches and leaves spread out in the gloomy sky, as if containing shadows and darkness... Rather than Underworld Tokyo, it is more like a wasteland, standing in the ruins of Tokyo swallowed by the sea.

The moment she saw it, Erice was captivated, experiencing a strange sense of familiarity.

This is another country, another world, where I've lived since I was a child.

Now, Utsumi Erice will once again stand at the entrance to that world, about to enter.

Novia suddenly turned around, her gaze falling on the dense Forest to her right.

Erice followed his gaze and saw a man with brightly colored, flamboyant hair, carrying a large bag on his shoulder, jump down from a tree.

"A local Tokyo Servant?"

"Probably. The aura isn't strong; it's probably quite ordinary."

Nami 'Erice opinion, this male Servant's strength is quite average, and he is clearly not the same person who caused the turmoil this morning. After all, as Death God, she thinks she can defeat this one, while the aura from this morning is clearly something she can't overcome.

Don't even think about dining and dashing!

Immediately following was a vibrant roar, and the person who spoke took off after the black-haired man. It was a tall female Servant, and Erice, as an Akihabara Night Watch, would never mistake that heroic face. Although she had grown, her fundamental features remained unchanged.

She is Minamoto no Kurō Yoshitsune —also known as Ushiwakamaru.

Erice knew him because she had the good fortune to meet an Ushiwakamaru during the Holy Grail Elimination Tournament she participated in with the Demon King. However, this person and that person should not be the same. After all, it is normal for the same Servant to become the Servant of different people in the New Era. For example, the group of Elizabeth she saw when she left Shinjuku at the age of nine is an example.

However, the adult-dressed Ushiwakamaru wore in the Elimination Tournament a few years ago. He was wearing a one-piece apron and a headband that looked like a triangular scarf to fix his long black hair. Underneath the apron, he was wearing light clothes that were almost like swimwear. From a certain angle, it looked as if he was completely naked except for the apron.

The apron had the logo and picture of "Kanda's Best Fried Mantou" printed on the chest, indicating that she came directly from the kitchen area of a fried mantou stall in the shopping district without even changing her clothes.

"I'll give you the money next time! Don't chase after me, you little brat!"

"Damn it, how many years have you been eating and dashing! And don't you dare talk back to me like that! Shinkurō!"

Shinkurō was the Lion of Sagami, who was on par with Oda Nobunaga, the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, Uesugi Kenshin, the Dragon of Echigo, and Lion of Sagami Takeda Shingen, the Tiger of Kai. Hojo Ujiyasu, who was known as the greatest civil administrator of the Sengoku period, established a system that was later adopted by Tokugawa Ieyasu, who ruled the Kanto region, and continued to be used until the Edo period.

First, he formed Three-Corner Alliance with Imagawa and Takeda, establishing their respective spheres of influence. Then, he took advantage of the power struggle between Takeda Shingen Uesugi Kenshin, playing the role of an effective balancer, thus securing his invincible position.