Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto, holding the white-haired longsword, calmly looked at Omoikane-no-Kami, who was bound to the stone pillar.
"Do you know, Omoikane-no-Kami Omoikane, I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time."
Now that you've come into my world, how could I not warmly welcome you?
Omoikane-no-Kami's expression remained calm, but his hands never stopped moving. He held the longsword horizontally across the room.
The sword fell.
Omoikane-no-Kami didn't call out. He suddenly tilted his head back, the veins in his neck bulging.
The sword slashed diagonally from his shoulder to his waist, almost splitting him in two.
The blood was swept up by the wind and scattered in mid-air.
Then he returned to his whole form, back to the position of being bound to the pillar, as if nothing had happened.
"How are you feeling, Omoikane-no-Kami- sama?"
The pained expression on Omoikane-no-Kami's face was still there, but the pain in his body had disappeared.
The extreme pain just now was enough to leave an unforgettable impression.
"Impressive, Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto. However, everything here is an illusion. Do you think this false suffering can destroy me?"
Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto snorted coldly and raised her longsword once more.
The body of Omoikane-no-Kami, along with the stone pillar, was severed in two by the white Kusanagi Sword.
Blood gushed out, and the extreme pain contorted Omoikane-no-Kami's face.
He gritted his teeth, struggling against the extreme pain, while desperately hoping it would all pass quickly.
" Omoikane-no-Kami, you are known as the wisest god in Takamagahara."
How would you rate my method?
Omoikane-no-Kami gritted his teeth and spat out a few words.
"That's quite a method... I always thought... your abilities were limited to illusions... I never imagined... you also had such destructive methods!"
Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto swung the Kusanagi Sword in her hand.
" Omoikane-no-Kami Shiken is truly right; this suffering has only just begun."
Please rest assured, I will not let you die easily.
As Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto finished speaking.
The scenery before him changed. Omoikane-no-Kami found that the pain in his body had disappeared. And his lower body, which had just been severed, had returned to him.
At the same time, he was tied to the perfectly intact stone pillar.
"Don't let me underestimate you, Omoikane-no-Kami. You'll have to endure this pain for a whole month."
Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto her Kusanagi Sword down once more.
Omoikane-no-Kami let out another cry of pain.
His body, along with the stone pillar, was once again cleaved in two.
Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto's face showed no change.
He simply swung his sword again and again, waiting for his Omoikane-no-Kami to recover. He was like teaching a disobedient person to rediscover the meaning of pain.
After what seemed like the umpteenth sword strike, Omoikane-no-Kami stopped calling out.
He just hung his head, his lips as white as paper. Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto paused for a moment. He thought Omoikane-no-Kami was about to die.
"Why did you stop calling?" Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto asked.
"After a while, you get used to the pain," said Omoikane-no-Kami. His voice was soft and distant, as if it were drifting from afar. But Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto could tell that he wasn't insane. In fact, it seemed like he was laughing.
"You're quite amusing," Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto said. "I've killed you dozens of times, and you can still talk to me like that."
"It's been so long since I've felt... this kind of... pain... Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto... I... admire your abilities very much..."
Omoikane-no-Kami's expression was pained, but that did not prevent him from speaking clearly.
"I was initially worried... that after taking you as my servant... your abilities might be too weak... but now, I'm not worried anymore..."
What? Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto's expression changed; he couldn't hide his surprise.
Omoikane-no-Kami forced a smile onto his pained face.
"Punishing me makes you happy... doesn't it? But... given my abilities... such happiness... is also dangerous."
"Hmph! "Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto snorted coldly, but a hint of panic appeared in his expression.
With a wave of his hand, hundreds of white Kusanagi Sword suddenly appeared in the entire space.
The Kusanagi Sword swarmed down, turning Omoikane-no-Kami into a hedgehog.
Omoikane-no-Kami struggled to lift his head and looked at Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto.
"It's no use... When your mind... connects with mine... my power... has already been activated."
The more intense your emotions, the faster you will succumb to them!
Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto could no longer hide the panic on his face, and he shouted angrily.
"Impossible! This is my world, and I control everything here!"
"Hahaha... Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto... Since it's impossible, why are you afraid?"
Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto forcefully suppressed her anxiety, and her face regained its composure.
"I know your abilities. They don't activate that quickly. As long as I destroy your spirit before you do, victory will ultimately be mine."
"Hehehe, hahahaha."
The face of the Omoikane-no-Kami was a mixture of pain and triumph.
" Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto, even if you knew, what could you do?"
I've experienced the pain you inflict; frankly, it's nothing special.
As long as I firmly believe that you are within this space, you cannot kill my spirit.
Accept your fate, Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto- sama, you will eventually become my servant.
" Shut up!"
With a loud shout, Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto unleashed a hundred Kusanagi Sword that slashed back and forth across Omoikane-no-Kami's body.
Hearing Omoikane-no-Kami's incessant sobbing, his brows relaxed slightly.
It's just a contest of willpower, and I, Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto, will never admit defeat.
Black flames still burned fiercely inside the cave.
The terrifying temperature caused sweat to drip continuously from Kukurihime-no-Kami's face.
She carefully hid behind Great Goddess Amaterasu, afraid of being touched by even a trace of that terrifying black flame.
As a close relative of Great Goddess Amaterasu, Kukurihime-no-Kami was extremely familiar with this kind of black flame.
This black flame can burn anything. If Great Goddess Amaterasu does not intervene, even a small amount of black flame will eventually spread until the entire world is shrouded in black flame.
The black flames carefully avoided the two figures inside the cave.
They Fudo, gazing at each other.
Kukurihime-no-Kami looked at Omoikane-no-Kami Shin with concern. She was about to speak when she heard Omoikane-no-Kami let out a painful cry.
"Ah!!!!"
Omoikane-no-Kami collapsed onto the stone ground, his body hunched over and trembling uncontrollably.
Amaterasu her hand lightly, and the black flames that filled the entire stone cave suddenly disappeared.
Kukurihime-no-Kami rushed over and pulled Omoikane-no-Kami into her arms.
" Omoikane-no-Kami Omoikane, how are you?"
Omoikane-no-Kami slowly opened his eyes, his expression revealing his weakness.
He forced a smile as he looked at Kukurihime-no-Kami was so close to him.
" Kukurihime-no-Kami, you smell so good."
Kukurihime-no-Kami frowned and threw Omoikane-no-Kami to the ground.
" Omoikane-no-Kami Omoikane, you are truly rude!"
She was about to say a few more words of rebuke when she saw Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto, who was standing on the other side, sway slightly.
He strode up to Omoikane-no-Kami, knelt on one knee, and extended his right hand.
"Owner!"
Omoikane-no-Kami grabbed Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto's right hand, struggled to his feet, his expression triumphant, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Hahahahahaha..."