Arriving in the Type-Moon World, Now Out of Contact

As both the God of Victory and the protector of the people, Verethragna set the Salvation Divine Blade aside and fixed his wisdom-filled eyes on the enemy of this expedition, analyzing the nature of his abilities.

Rama, who had never wanted to fight in the first place, also tossed his greatbow to his shadow—his subordinate god and younger brother, Lakshmana.

They were all top-tier gods, so they naturally sensed the spatial pull. This small world enclosing them was traveling along some path toward another world.

"Alright, we can continue the battle."

The young man, who had moved the Territory Creation to a boundary near Kurumi's world, smiled lightly and invited the War God to fight.

"Won't you undo this barrier and fight on the true battlefield?" Sensing that this small world had come to a halt, the War God raised a brow at the godslaying rakshasa.

"Though this world is rather barren, it still has a small amount of life. For the sake of those pitiful little creatures, I'd better leave this barrier here to absorb some of the force." The young man smiled, having rarely shown such kindness.

"Such things are irrelevant." Not particularly concerned about where the battlefield was, the War God gripped the Salvation Divine Blade, a lion-and-tiger-like smile spreading across his face.

"Hmm. Let me see what kind of valiant warrior this godslaying beast that shattered the Strongest Steel truly is."

The instant he muttered those words, Veleslava vanished along with the Salvation Divine Blade in his hand. In the War God's place appeared a magnificent golden bull.

Like the colossal monster Poseidon had manifested based on the bull of Crete, this bull possessed a form that could not be described merely as imposing.

The largest animal known to have lived on Earth—the blue whale—was only