The villainous second young lady becomes a god in a bizarre Tokyo.

"boom----!!"

The tentacles that the Old God used to fight against it exploded into pieces in an instant, but in the next second, they regenerated rapidly.

Summer Flower also noticed a slight tingling sensation in her right fist.

As expected of the Old Gods, even the physical strength of an intelligent Old God was no match for his two little darlings.

At this moment, Natsumi Hanae truly experienced it firsthand.

Even after she shattered one of the tentacles, she actually felt a slight backlash of force, producing a tingling sensation.

However, now is not the time to think about that.

The battle continues.

The countless tentacles of the Old God launched a relentless, storm-like attack on Summer Flower Painting, relentlessly bombarding it.

Summer Flower Painting, however, would dodge whenever possible, but would often seize the opportunity to unleash an explosion of a tentacle.

It must be said that the trouble with the Old Gods lies precisely in this: their terrifying regenerative abilities are undoubtedly extremely troublesome.

"not enough……"

Suddenly, a dark, mottled divine radiance flickered within the yellow robe of the ancient god.

A noisy, inexplicable murmur emanated from it.

Upon hearing this, even Xia Rihua's eyes revealed a look of surprise.

This is clearly the will of the Old Gods themselves.

And the inexplicable murmurs of the Old Gods continued.

"Not enough...not enough..."

"I need more... more... more..."

"strength."

Tear!

Suddenly, the yellow clothes were torn open.

It revealed the ever-changing upper body of the Old God, like an aggregate of spiders, venomous tongues, scorpions, and so on... with countless eyes and mouths appearing and disappearing on that body.

Mysterious whispers echoed across the battlefield.

The old god, having torn open the yellow robes, is now expanding infinitely.

Countless drops of blood on the ground poured into His body like a flood, drawing blood from Him in massive quantities. Some of the strange figures and people involved in the ritual were even forced to die from having their blood drawn from their bodies.

Naraku Kamishiro influenced the Old Gods, unaware that the Old Gods had already drawn and copied some of their power from Naraku Kamishiro's body.

To serve as nourishment for their own evolution.

"No! No! No!"

"This is the nourishment that propels me into A-level. Birth, stop right there!"

Naraku Kamishiro discovers that his plan has gone wrong for the first time, and that it has been a mistake made by betrayal.

According to his true blood sacrifice ritual.

It involves giving a portion of the flesh and blood present to the Old Gods to help them reach the Nightmare level and grant them the power of rules.

Then, sacrifice the remaining majority to yourself to reach level A, and then continuously break through at level A, ideally reaching the peak of level A.

Using A-level peak to suppress the Nightmare-level Old God.

He merged with the ancient god, reaching the pinnacle of A-level, and possessed bizarre rules.

It will become a unique and powerful entity in the world.

This is his unconventional way of possessing the rules.

but!

The scene before us was clearly different from what was planned.

The Old Gods shouldn't endlessly absorb power; the Old Gods... have developed their own consciousness!

As Naraku approached to stop the Old Gods, he discovered that the Old Gods' countless, faintly visible eyes were staring straight at him.

"---strength!"

He uttered a low, excited whisper.

……

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Chapter 98: The Completed Old Gods

Basic Old Gods.

In reality, they are degraded versions of the power-type and wisdom-type Old Gods.

In other words, basic Old Gods have the opportunity to evolve into power-type and wisdom-type Old Gods over time or through certain opportunities.

The yellow robe concealing his appearance was a self-imposed restriction to prevent weakening and distortion, and to facilitate future optimization.

However, due to the continuous worship under the unfortunate circumstances of the Pure Land True Principle Sect, the original basic type of old god developed a wisp of divinity.

There was no optimization for the power-type and wisdom-type Old Gods.

Instead, it gave rise to indescribable and unknown forms.

Because it was unknown, because it lacked a main body, apart from the endless tentacles whipping wildly, the whole shape resembled a lump of mud, a lump of clay, without a fixed shape.

It was constantly churning, with countless eyes, mouths, hands, and feet appearing and disappearing in that unknown shape, which was extremely bizarre and disgusting.

However, the existence of divinity forcibly enriched the body of the old god with a trace of divine wisdom.

The unspeakable ancient gods understood what they truly needed now...

---main body!

That's right. Because the shape cannot be fixed, it means that the Old God cannot truly concentrate the abundant power emanating from his body, which is running rampant within him.

If this continues, our strength will gradually be depleted.

I'm afraid He will keep falling back to the difficult level.

This is not something that one who already possesses wisdom would be happy to see.

Amidst the constant shifts and distortions of the power within his body, the fusion restraints set up by Naraku Kamishiro were also thrown into disarray.

However, chaos does not mean disappearance.

When the instincts of the ancient gods compensated for their extreme power, they accidentally discovered the fusion bindings within their bodies.

He had clearly discovered the subject...

———Naraku Kamishiro!

It's important to understand that, in order to ensure a smooth fusion later on, Naraku's blood sacrifice and fusion binding involved injecting his own blood and aura into the bodies of the old gods.

Then what could be more suitable for Him to devour and transform into His own power than an existence that shares some origin with Him?

The answer is...no!

From within the body of the ancient god, which resembled mud, countless eyes suddenly emerged, all staring intently at Naraku Kamishiro.

It reveals the purest, most instinctive craving for food.

As its tentacles waved, a continuous stream of black slime flowed out, like the taste buds secreted by an ancient god, who was incredibly tempted by the delicious food that was Naraku from the Age of Gods.

And when those greedy eyes, which looked at food with such drooling desire, turned to Naraku Kamishiro.

He suddenly froze on the spot.

A chilling feeling swept through his entire body, and the strange entity within him dared not move, remaining as still as a stagnant pool of water.

The existence of the Old Gods has the same effect as that of a superior in subduing a subordinate regarding the strange entities within oneself!

Even lifting a single finger seemed incredibly difficult and exhausting for Naraku Kamishiro.

That was the terrifying oppressive force emanating from the Old Gods.

Fear flashed in his eyes, then anger, and finally culminated in extreme madness.

Gathering all his strength, Naraku opened his mouth with difficulty, and then a fierce look appeared in his eyes.

With a forceful bite, his teeth severed his tongue, and blood gushed out instantly.

The pain spread to every nerve in my body.

Under this stimulus, he successfully regained ownership of his body and activated a very small number of Old God cells implanted within him to adapt to the fusion with the Old Gods.

The strange process of merging itself creates resistance to the intimidation of the old gods.

Naraku Kamishiro shouted frantically.

"Do not!!"

You can't treat me like this!!