The Death of Kamijo Touma

"No, impossible!!"

The crack in the finger kept spreading upward, and crimson light recoiled back, leaving the elephant-headed god Ganesha in space utterly horrified.

It looked as though only a finger had been injured, but in order to wipe out these hateful pests with a single finger—

He had concentrated most of his power at its tip.

In other words—

"Father God."

No!

As all his power had been concentrated at the fingertip and then shattered by Kamijo Touma below, the planet-sized elephant-headed god actually regained a sliver of sanity.

I am no, no, no! I am—

'How dare the mere King of Lies impersonate my descendant?'

The next moment, A majestic voice rang out.

'Very well. Then come be my "son."'

Boom--------

As the cracks on the finger spread upward, collapsing along the palm and forearm, a rift suddenly tore open in the void nearby.

If the elephant-headed god Ganesha was the size of a man compared to the blue-and-white planet, Then this rift was several times larger than Ganesha himself!

Under the stunned gazes of countless extraordinary powerhouses, a hand reached out from the rift.

The hand was slender and jade-white, its fingers long and graceful, golden bangles encircling its wrist. Its posture was casual, yet carried an elegant, gentle beauty—at a glance, it brought the very concept of "dance" to mind.

Yet the world-ending flames burning on the back of its hand revealed its identity:

The God of Destruction: Shiva!

"Come back."

Amid that indifferent voice, the hand gave a gentle squeeze and grasped the elephant-headed god, who was several times larger than a planet.

"I—"

Before the eyes of the extraordinary powerhouses present, The elephant-headed god Ganesha burst into tears, seemingly about to complain to the owner of that hand.

The next second, without giving the