The Pitiful Young Lady, Played Like a Puppet

"I bit my tongue."

High above, at an altitude of ten thousand meters, a massive head swayed from side to side;

The girl's muffled voice instantly dragged Yamata no Orochi's "world-ending Devil god" aura down to the earth's core, leaving countless people unsure whether they should rejoice or despair.

Kuko Yoa!

That woman was actually still alive?

When it came to their impression of this Young Lady, the entire world undoubtedly both hated and feared her.

But compared to Yamata no Orochi, who had wiped out half the population upon resurrection, Kuko Yoa suddenly seemed "cute": after all, she had "only" ravaged the Island Nation.

Island Nation citizens: Aminos.

And now, she had suddenly awakened and "taken control" of one of the heads.

Not only did this weaken Yamata no Orochi, it also suddenly gave countless people hope!

That was right.

If this Young Lady could interfere with Yamata no Orochi from within, then even the Inari God might have a chance of winning.

"Go, Young Lady Kuko—wait, no?"

"Go die!"

"Right, right, this bastard deserves to die!!"

"Kuko Yoa, may you be sliced into a thousand pieces and never find rebirth!"

For a time, countless people across the world who had seen "hope" cursed and raged even more fervently. An opportunity to curse a transcendent powerhouse by name like this would only come once.

And given Kuko Yoa's actions, they were not wrong to curse her, though their curses were providing her with power.

In a sense, the Young Lady was drawing upon the power of the world's "darkness."

Even Tiga would have teared up and waved his hands.

Don't let a Warrior of Light witness such a dark scene.

"Huh?!"

"That's right, I'm Kuko Yoa!"

Upon Yamata no Orochi's body, which had grown to the scale of a