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Inside the wooden hut, the old man held a sake cup, pouring himself a drink and drinking happily.
Noah ignored the old man and glanced to his side instead.
There, Ame no Murakumo no Tsurugi, wreathed in the blazing aura of Cursed Power, was thrust into the ground, transmitting a clearly palpable fighting spirit to Noah.
That divine blade belonging to Susanoo had yet to abandon the idea of fighting Noah.
Unlike Susanoo, who had become Steel only after slaying dragons and serpents,
Ame no Murakumo no Tsurugi, as an attendant deity, had existed in the form of a sword since the moment of its birth. It was the most primordial, purest god of steel.
As deities of steel, every god of steel lived for battle—pure gods of war, combat, and martial prowess.
Their thirst for battle was simply beyond human imagination.
Thus, after sensing Noah's incomparably powerful strength, Ama no Murakumo, as the purest Steel, released such relentless fighting spirit toward him.
Unfortunately, for Noah, it would have been another matter if his opponent were someone worthy of respect and pleasing to the eye.
But for someone like Ama no Murakumo, who had latched onto him for no reason at all, Noah could not even be bothered to respond.
Still, Ama no Murakumo did not charge straight at Noah as it had in the beginning.
Although it continuously radiated astonishing fighting spirit at Noah, it obediently remained beside the old man without moving.
Who else besides the chief deity it served could