A Firsthand Death by Cleavage! 5/5

Destruction Branch, Demonic Sword Flame!

Samael swiftly passed through the forest, Tamamo no Mae who stood there dumbfounded, drew his crimson greatsword, and lightly wiped the spine of the blade with his right hand. Burning runes rose and appeared, forming a visible stream of blazing flames that shot towards the ferocious beastly shadow in the bushes ahead.

Suddenly the night sky brightened, and the blazing greatsword, like the descending sun, turned the earth into scorched earth and burned the world into a prison of destruction.

The Flame Demon Sword Laevateinn, a divine weapon wielded by the Fire Giant King Surtr, also known as "Branch Destruction," is the ultimate weapon used in Twilight of the Gods to sever the World Tree and incinerate the nine worlds.

Back then, the Aesir, Vanir, and Frost Giant Tribe joined forces to trap the King of Fire Giants in the Divine Cage.

Loki carried this scorching artifact to the heart of Niflheim, the land of ice and mist, and chanted Rune Magic Incantation to seal it in the "Box of Despair," which was secured with Kunou locks.

But as a mischievous god who loves to play tricks, Loki naturally left a back door so that he could sneak out and have some fun if he didn't want to.

Later, this matter was reported by Hela and came to the attention of Samael.

Therefore, the ancient serpent confiscated the dangerous item without hesitation and added it to its collection to prevent Loki from causing any more trouble.

As for the Greek katana, in order to conceal his identity, Samael, on a whim, also took it out to play.

Anyway, it's far away and this place isn't under the jurisdiction of the authorities, so the guy can't just do nothing all day but spy on him, can he?

However, the only drawback is that this thing is, after all, a top-tier magic sword. Once its power is unleashed, the scene is incredibly spectacular and dazzling. Almost everyone can hear the noise and see the flames shooting into the sky.

This flashy gadget clashes quite a bit with Samael's consistent principle of being low-key and cunning, so it's destined to be just something to play with.

However, just as the Flame Demon Sword unleashed its power, illuminating the surrounding area, the vertical pupils reflected in the firelight contracted sharply, and the burning Destruction Branch immediately rose several inches, grazing the beast's head before striking elsewhere.

"Friendly reminder, little one from another country, don't get distracted during the battle, because I, your big sister, won't hold back."

At the same time, amidst hearty laughter, a slender yet powerful arm seized Samael's wrist, bent over, and with a stomp of the foot, used the momentum of the rotation to decisively execute a throwing technique.

Boom boom boom boom!

Caught off guard, the ancient serpent crashed into the ground like a meteorite, smashing backward and breaking dozens of towering trees along the way, raising a cloud of dust.

Under the blazing firelight, the figure clapping his hands as he walked forward was tall and full of explosive energy, like the sun rising slowly from the horizon in the night. But his steps slowed down as he went forward, and finally he stopped and looked up ahead, his eyes sparkling with an unusual light.

"Haha, Q'uq'umatz! See, he started it, so can I go on stage and have my turn now?"

Behind the tall figure, the bushes rustled, and amidst the triumphant laughter, the shadows of felines flickered and darted about, followed by a sharp, explosive sound in the air.

"You've picked the wrong opponent, you bastard! Repent now, or I'll show you what a leopard can do!"

At this moment, a certain canine creature, originally with a playful attitude, stepped forward towards the firelight, its pearly teeth clenched, baring its canines, and making a grinding sound between its tightly pursed lips. In its slightly narrowed golden eyes, it looked ahead with a cold glint of predation. In the darkness, its ten fingers, which were waving wildly, formed mysterious and obscure hand seals, and the space around it began to distort strangely.

Damn it! Doesn't she know how hard it is to find a suitable meal ticket? Does she really think a virtuous wife never gets angry? Tamamo, I'm really angry!

Cursed Layer - Krishna Cave!

"Leopard Kick! Leopard somersault! Leopard speed! Watch my Leopard Jump..."

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

However, just as the fierce battle between the two reserve players was about to break out, muffled bombardments rang out almost simultaneously.

In an instant, the orange-haired, orange-eyed forest goddess dressed in a tiger costume, as she passed the tall figure, was suddenly slapped away by a raised arm. With the speed of a cannonball, she crashed into seven or eight large trees before falling headfirst into the soil. Her weathervane-like tail first stood up abruptly, then drooped limply.

Similarly, a certain Trash Fox, clutching its swollen head, squatted on the ground, drawing circles in a pitiful manner.

At that moment, the two figures exchanged a smile in the flickering firelight.

"Long time no see, Feathered Serpent God Sister Quetzalcoatl!"

"Yo ho! It really is you, Sa... Uruk's little brother..."

"It's Ezio, you've forgotten my name again..."

As they spoke, their eyes met. Like the Feathered Serpent God, who was both thick and thin, he glanced meaningfully at the pink-haired girl squatting on the ground drawing circles in grievance. He winked at her teasingly, helping Samael conceal his true identity in perfect harmony.

Immediately, the two, whose tacit understanding remained as strong as ever, bypassed the reserve players next to them and came to the open space.

"Come here, my adorable and reliable little Ezio, it's been a long time since we last met, let your big sister give you a warm hug!"

Immediately afterwards, Q'uq'umatz, the Feathered Serpent God, stretched out his arms with a smile and pulled Samael into his embrace without saying a word.

In an instant, after ten thousand years, the familiar yet strange softness and elasticity rushed towards me. The feeling of being overwhelmed and suffocated by the tightness around my neck was both intoxicating and painful.

Having thoroughly experienced the chest-killing incident, Samael, after several struggles, finally managed to break free from that imposing embrace.

At this moment, Miss Leopard Person finally managed to pull her head out of the pit and immediately realized someone's true identity. She then excitedly ran over, intending to recreate Quetzalcoatl's classic scene.

"Me, me, me too! How could such a joyous occasion be complete without the leopard! Samai..."

"Bang!"

However, because he was too proud and spoke too quickly, the leopard was slapped back into the pit by Quetzalcoatl before he could finish speaking.

Ezio... Ezio is finished!

Finally, the Jaguar Man, having pulled his head out again, muttered timidly as he carefully circled around the area where Quetzalcoatl was. He then wrapped his arms around Samael's neck, tightened his grip from behind, and patted the ancient snake's shoulder without a care in the world, grinning broadly.

But the feline's reckless actions nearly suffocated Samael. The ancient serpent patted the Jaguar Man's arm several times before the careless deity chuckled and eased its grip a bit.

Thank goodness I'm not the same person I used to be, otherwise this perilous reunion would have almost turned into a tragic crime scene.

After finally surviving the loving abuse of the two Mayan High God, Samael straightened his slightly misaligned shinbone and secretly rolled his eyes.

"Big Sister Feathered Serpent God and Miss Leopard Person, what are you doing in Greece?"

After regaining his joy, the ancient serpent turned back to his two old acquaintances in Uruk and asked the question that had been bothering him.

"That's a long story..."

"Gurgle..."

The Feathered Serpent God frowned slightly, her eyes flashing. Just as she was about to speak in detail, a noise interrupted Quetzalcoatl's carefully crafted emotions.

Samael subconsciously tilted his head and glanced at Tamamo no Mae behind him.

However, the fox squatting on the ground drawing circles looked miserable and resentful.

"Are they that thirsty?"

The ancient serpent gave an awkward smile, and following its previous intuition, its gaze met that of Quetzalcoatl, both looking intently at the feline creature rubbing its belly and complaining weakly under the embers.

"Uh, I've been at sea for half a year, I'm practically starving, I'm as thin as a leopard skin, Sa... Ezio, do you have any food?"

Samael looked up at the moonlight, pointed to the road outside, and smiled slightly.

"The camp is just ahead. Why don't we eat and talk?"