Many things were like this. They did not immediately make people connect the dots and realize the true truth.
Instead, people would draw upon what they were familiar with, or fit things into their own preconceived notions, trying to come up with an explanation that convinced themselves.
For example, right now, the power brought by the Guardian Spirit possessing him had clearly exceeded the safety threshold, causing Possession Fusion to turn into "Yokai Transformation." Yet no one could possibly see through the truth at once and know that this was actually a manifestation of mysterious power from another dimension.
Even Bishamonten, a veteran god of this Dungeon, could only explain it based on her past common sense and understanding. She believed that a fellow god on the other side had undergone the most terrifying phenomenon possible for a deity—Divine Corruption. She sucked in a breath and instinctively took a step back.
"Damn it..."
At the same time, Yato was terrified as well. Shielding the girl behind him, he slowly backed away step by step, like an explorer who had discovered a sleeping dragon at the end of a cave. Holding his breath, he carefully retreated one step at a time, not daring to make the slightest sound.
He feared that even the tiniest noise would draw the attention of some primordial beast.
He was neither the terrifying Calamity God from before, wielding Hiiro and slaughtering all in his path, nor had he yet entered the period when his fortunes began to rise. At this stage, he was in the low point of his life... no, his divine existence. Naturally, he had no confidence in dealing with this situation, and his heart was full of bitterness.
Everything had been fine just moments ago. How had it suddenly...
After all, they were