Of course Omoikane-no-Kami knew exactly what Amaterasu disliked about him.
However, out of respect for Amaterasu, he was willing to cooperate.
"I don't quite understand. Could Amaterasu explain it more clearly?"
Amaterasu's tone turned cold, revealing no trace of any human connection between her and the Omoikane-no-Kami beside her.
It's like facing a complete stranger.
"I hate it most that you manipulate people's hearts and treat so many gods and immortals as your playthings."
If not, then Takamagahara truly needs your help this time, and I would never have recalled you.
You'd better hope that Takamagahara continues to exist as you envision it.
Otherwise, the day Takamagahara will be the day you die.
Even if you pledge allegiance to the Ōtsutsuki Ōtsutsuki, you can try to see if I can burn you to ashes under their protection!
Oh dear, why does Amaterasu make it sound so serious?
Wasn't everything I did permitted by Amaterasu?
Besides, it was Amaterasu who sent me back.
As for manipulating people's minds, I've long since lost that interest. Compared to these fools, I much prefer the Ōtsutsuki Clan and those two outsiders, who, under my control, are killing each other.
Omoikane-no-Kami waved his hands exaggeratedly, feigning fear. But there wasn't a trace of fear in his eyes.
Amaterasu snorted coldly, turned around, her brows furrowed with murderous intent, yet she forcefully suppressed the anger in her subordinates' hearts.
A White Snake swam silently from the edge of the sea of clouds, like a thin line bent by the wind.
It cautiously approached the three gods.
After Amaterasu, he bowed his head low at Omoikane-no-Kami's feet.
" Omoikane, Ninigi-no-Mikoto dead."
Shinsei took action. He and Kaguya have already left.
"But please rest assured, my lord, as long as Shinsei and Otsutsuki Kaguya are still in this world, I will find them again in a very short time."
Of Omoikane-no-Kami was aware of the White Snake's abilities, and he also understood that the White Snake was speaking to Amaterasu at this moment, fearing that Amaterasu burn it to ashes with a ball of black flame.
"Very well, then, contribute your memories once again."
As a reward, I have suspended my campaign against Ryūchi Cave and asked you to gather intelligence for me.
After all this is over, I will allow you to call yourself an immortal.
The White Snake flicked its tongue, looking excited.
"Thank Omoikane-no-Kami Shiken. I am very willing to serve you."
Please rest assured, once I assume the position of the chief serpent of Ryūchi Cave, Ryūchi Cave will forever remain a Takamagahara.
Amaterasu glanced at the White Snake with disgust, then gracefully departed.
Omoikane-no-Kami didn't look at Amaterasu; he simply placed one hand lightly on the snake's head.
The White Snake shuddered, as if something had been pulled out.
A few extremely thin strands of white light spilled from the snake's eyes and gathered into a ball in his palm.
The ball of light was no bigger than a fist, yet it contained faint images of mountains, rivers, people, and trees.
There was snow, a broken sword, Shinsei's back view, and a head rolling on the ground.
He tossed it casually, like throwing away a leftover piece of fruit.
Kukurihime-no-Kami raised her hand and caught the ball of light in her palm.
The white light penetrated her skin, and she stiffened slightly.
After a few breaths, the gray-white layer in her eyes dissipated, and it was as if a glimmer of water Issen in the depths. She looked into the distance, as if she were looking at a river that only she could see.
"I see it." Kukurihime-no-Kami rubbed her temples. "Ban's shadow is on the river. Shinsei's shadow is still blurry, like it's through a layer of mist."
Omoikane-no-Kami raised an eyebrow. "So, what are the chances of success in predicting Shinsei now?"
"Less than one-tenth," said Kukurihime-no-Kami. "He hasn't been swallowed by the river yet, and we still know too little about him. If we force a prediction about him now, we'll only see the wrong things."
What about the spots?
"Seventy percent." Kukurihime-no-Kami paused for a moment, "Maybe eighty percent, as long as it doesn't involve Shinsei."
Omoikane-no-Kami nodded, seemingly satisfied with the number.
He turned around and looked in the direction of the God Tree.
What will happen to Blemish next?
Kukurihime-no-Kami and remained silent for a moment. The wind blew her white hair, as if it were blowing something extremely light off her.
She opened her eyes, her voice soft yet firm. "He's going to guard the God Tree. He'll personally guard it and not let anyone near."
"Okay." Omoikane-no-Kami smiled. The smile was faint, as if seen through a layer of ice.
"It's getting more and more interesting. The destroyers have become the guardians, and the guardians have become the destroyers again."
Since they're going to God Tree with Madara Uchiha, how could I not offer them a generous gift?
Since he so admires the power of the gods, we should naturally let him absorb it properly.
Hopefully, he'll continue to get stronger. Right now, he's still struggling against the Ōtsutsuki Clan.
"Without exceptional strength, how could you possibly be qualified to become my Omoikane?"
The sky gradually darkened.
The sky was filled with starlight, which fell on the lake like drifting Fire Fly.
Shinsei has extinguished the campfire.
Even in the darkness of the night, the stars seemed exceptionally bright. Gazing at them, he suddenly sighed softly.
"Unfortunately, there's no moon in the sky."
"The moon? Do you like the moon?"
Kaguya slowly walked over and sat down next to Shinsei.
Shinsei chuckled to himself. He had forgotten that the moon was an extremely special entity to Kaguya.
In the original timeline, Kaguya was supposed to be sealed inside the moon for thousands of years.
"I wouldn't say I particularly like it, but I've gotten used to the moon's presence. Now, looking at the moonless sky, I just feel a bit sentimental."
Shinsei didn't continue the topic. He was afraid that if he kept talking, he would bring up the ending that involved the moon.
Kaguya already knew her original fate.
She sat next to Shinsei, hugging her knees, gazing at the moonless starry sky.
Starlight fell on her face, like a layer of very pale silver glazing onto an extremely white porcelain statue.
"If I lived on the moon for a thousand years, I would be very lonely."
Shinsei turned his head to look at her. Kaguya didn't look at him, but simply rested her chin gently on her knees.
"You just said you got used to the moon. But your moon is gone. If I were sealed inside the moon, looking down at the world, all alone for so many years, wouldn't I feel cold too?"
Shinsei didn't speak; he didn't know what to say. Kaguya's voice was too flat, as if she were talking about something that was long gone.
But Shinsei knew that those things hadn't happened yet. And maybe they never would.
Perhaps it was because of his appearance that the original timeline was disrupted.
" Shinsei," Kaguya called out to him.
"Um."
"Do you want to see the moon?" she asked.
Shinsei paused for a moment. He looked up at the sky. There was no moon, only a sky full of stars.
"I didn't think that way. It was just a momentary feeling."
That's what I want.
Kaguya stood up and brushed the snow off her skirt.
Before Shinsei could understand what she was going to do, he saw her raise one hand.
" Shinsei, I've always been afraid to use my abilities."
I'm always afraid of hurting others. Thank you for always being there for me and protecting me.
Your hometown has a moon, so there should be one here too.
So, I want to give you a moon.
Kaguya looked up at the sky.
A black sphere rapidly seeped from Kaguya's hand.
As Shinsei watched in astonishment, the black ball flew higher and higher, growing larger and larger.
Chibaku Tensei!