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

However, something unexpected happened: His natal artifact malfunctioned slightly before responding to His call.

Normally, this slight scramble wouldn't have any impact, but in this situation, it's a fatal mistake.

While Ebisu was still pondering how his natal artifact, which was a derivative of his own divinity, could possibly malfunction, Ebisu was still thinking about it.

Summer Flower Painting appeared before Him in the blink of an eye.

Like a ghost in the night.

At this moment, Natsumi Hanae's face was shrouded in a black helmet resembling a flying bird, exuding a strong and ominous aura.

The armor covering his entire body was grotesque and terrifying.

It expresses the aesthetics of violence.

Facing Ebisu, her crimson eyes were filled with a cold light. Silently, she swung her iron fists with abandon, each swing imbued with the power of the Old God and the fire of the Hermitage.

The already dilapidated space trembled violently.

However, Ebisu's divine artifact of fortune and misfortune, which enabled him to communicate successfully, had no opportunity to be released or taken out at this time.

They kept dodging.

Occasionally, due to a lack of speed, He would be hit by a punch or two, but fortunately, thanks to the replenishment from the Sea of ​​Blood, He did not suffer serious injuries.

However, every time He dodged, He did manage to dodge, but He was always hit at the edge of the space behind Him, teetering on the brink of collapse.

Ebisu is determined to use his trump card to extricate himself from his current predicament.

However, unlike other gods.

Due to the abundance of extraordinary materials, He expended tremendous effort in crafting the divine artifact, Fortune and Misfortune.

The effects of the divine artifact on both fortune and misfortune have reached an extremely powerful level.

Almost all of their trump cards are revealed after the release of the divine artifacts of fortune and misfortune.

Moreover, releasing the divine artifacts of fortune and misfortune will significantly boost the god's combat power.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the opponent is currently suppressing Him; once He unleashes the divine artifacts Blessing and Calamity, His speed will surpass the opponent's.

Newly born gods cannot possibly possess their own divine artifacts; as long as they use these artifacts, they can almost certainly bring good or bad fortune.

but……

Despite this suppression, he simply couldn't produce anything, leaving Ebisu so frustrated he was practically spitting blood.

This bizarre phenomenon is definitely the work of someone. Only one's own direct lineage has the right to influence the fortune or misfortune of a divine artifact.

However, even if one's meridians are straight, they may not reach the realm of divinity, but it is impossible for a straight meridian to reach the realm of divinity, so how could they possibly cause any obstruction to fortune or misfortune?

Damn it! !

If He finds out who the other person is, even if they are a direct descendant, He will tear them to pieces!

Naraku Kamishiro: "..."

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Chapter 213: The Fusion of the Strange and the Divine

Naraku Kamishiro was unaware of Ebisu's current thoughts.

If he ever finds out...

———He won't be in any danger.

At this moment, his mind was completely absorbed by the battle.

More accurately, I was drawn in by the incredibly violent battles depicted in Summer Flower Painting.

In fact, because he had previously been parasitizing Kujou Kaname's body, none of Kujou Kaname's spies could escape his notice during that time.

Furthermore, because of the higher power of divinity, whenever one's own divinity flows.

They can hear some of the other person's thoughts from their consciousness.

Therefore, regarding the existence of Ebisu.

He knew this very well, and fully understood that Ebisu was the last resort for the Kujo Zaibatsu.

Furthermore, we also learned about Ebisu's strength from Kujou Kaname.

Because of his royal lineage, Naraku Kamishiro occasionally heard about gods when he was young, but due to his own special abilities, he did not enter the core of the royal family at that time.

He didn't hear everything, so Naraku Kamishiro always believed that the existence of gods was a lie.

Now, by combining the information from the past with what we learned from Kujou Shinobu, we can draw some conclusions.

The levels of gods are roughly divided into low-level gods, mid-level gods, high-level gods, and peak gods.

There are only a handful of supreme gods; even a thousand years ago, there were probably only a handful.

Most of them are low-level gods, while mid-level gods, though not few in number, are certainly not many either, making up a small portion of the divine population.

However, this powerful deity is being treated like a football by the Lord of Xiahuo Mountain, being beaten so badly that he is running away with his tail between his legs.

They seemed completely powerless to fight back.

Even though Naraku Kamishiro couldn't understand the specifics of their battle, he could still clearly comprehend it.

Judging solely from physical strength, the Lord of Xiahuo Mountain must have reached the level of a mid-level god to be able to launch such an overwhelming attack.

If the lord of Xiahuo Mountain is an ancient deity.

Naraku Kamishiro might not have felt the same despair and horror he does now.

However, the Lord of Xiahuo Mountain is not an ancient god, but a newly born god, and the speed at which he became a god is unparalleled.

He confronted the lord of Xiahuo Mountain twice.

The first time, the opponent was at the demigod level.

Although the final sword strike approached the power of a god, all previous power levels belonged to the demigod realm.

Now, his pure physical strength has actually reached the level of a mid-level god.

This astonishing speed of advancement would be considered genius even for someone advancing from B-rank to A-rank, so what kind of being is the Lord of Xiahuo Mountain...?

----monster!

A real monster!!

Even Naraku Kamishiro, who had returned from hell time and time again, couldn't help but feel a pang of regret when faced with such an opponent.

We shouldn't be enemies with them.

As Naraku watched Natsumi Hanae's punches land on Ebisu's body, they seemed to strike his heart, utterly destroying his confidence and arrogance.

Regret and fear once again surged from the depths of my mind, lingering there.

Although, in terms of their positions, Ebisu and he were not allies.

But at this moment, he also wanted to shout from the bottom of his heart.

Keep it up, grandpa riding the big fish!

"Bang—!"

Summer Flower grabbed Ebisu's head with her right fist and slammed it hard against the edge of space.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

again and again.

If it weren't for Ebisu constantly repairing this space, given Natsume's current level of power, this space would have collapsed long ago.

Ebisu, however, was determined to resist. From the sea of ​​blood, a red spear materialized and thrust straight at Natsume Hanae.

However, with her incredible speed, Natsume immediately used Ebisu as a shield and threw him in the direction from which the spear was coming, forcing Ebisu to interrupt his attack.

But the next moment, Ebisu will be met with a punch from Natsume Hanae.

Every time, it hit the head.

It's obvious that Natsume Hanae has been searching for Ebisu's Achilles' heel, and his head is undoubtedly one of them.

If we compare the current summer flower paintings to berserkers, then Ebisu is a mage.

To employ complex attack methods, Ebisu had to construct them through mental thinking.

However, the current summer flower painting doesn't give Ebisu that opportunity at all.

Each blow to the brain leaves Ebisu in a daze for a period of time.

Unlike Hoshikawa Oto, who uses her soul power to make others feel dazed, Natsumi Hanae uses physical methods, which, although simple and crude, are exceptionally effective.

Even though Ebisu still had trump cards up his sleeve, he was unable to use them.

Anger rose in His chest, layer upon layer.

It let out a roar filled with rage.

"Newborn god, don't underestimate me!!"