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

So Mother left behind the little hook star to protect her safety.

This little bird has an extremely close connection with its mother, allowing her to teleport without any obstacles or distance.

However, there are limits to the distance between Little Hook Star and Mother, so it cannot stray too far from Mother.

Otherwise, they would return to Xiahuo Mountain.

Himeko's gaze was fixed on Natsume's figure, her eyes showing no sign of frustration or helplessness.

Instead, they were filled with burning fighting spirit and ambition.

"Mother."

"It's a pity that I haven't reached the realm of gods yet, but next time..."

"—Next time I will definitely get close to the realm of gods and be able to help you, until I reach the realm of gods again and fight alongside you."

Kamishiro Himeko felt that such a day was not far off.

For some reason, the effectiveness of her pure white eyes had decreased slightly just now, but the trace of divinity given to her by her mother within her body was also activated when she circulated her supernatural power.

It won't be long before she reaches the mid-A level.

Moreover, at this stage, she has begun to gain some understanding of divinity and is able to invoke it flexibly.

However, the method for drawing it out of the body is still unknown.

It still requires continuous exploration.

Finally, one must make this ownerless divinity completely one's own possession, one's own characteristic!

"It won't be too far, Mother."

Kamishiro Himeko gazed at the summer flowers, her pure white eyes now a pale blue, as vast and evergreen as the azure sky, and she murmured softly.

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"Uhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Bang—!"

"It hurts, I'm in so much pain! Ahhhhhh!"

"Bang————!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The roars and explosions were incessant and continuous.

As Summer Flower flew through the air, her gaze remained fixed on the ground.

In this filthy land, there are also many people with supernatural abilities.

The explosion that just caused the Tengu assassins to die seemed to be a signal.

Black snakes swarmed out, accompanied by a swarm of foul energy, launching a double attack on the superpowered individuals.

The superhumans all transformed into black lizard-like beings.

However, they did not attack Natsuhikae; as the foul air continued to pour in, they...

—It self-destructed.

After the self-destruction, due to its own supernatural power and the nourishment from its flesh and blood, the foul energy not only did not decrease but increased, and was fed back to this world in an even more powerful way.

This makes the foul air even more concentrated.

A sense of foreboding had already risen in Xia Rihua's heart.

As she rapidly approached, the Yamata no Orochi showed no intention of attacking her; instead, it continued to kill the ability users.

She didn't believe that the Yamata no Orochi, who was once a supreme deity, could possess such insight as hers.

However, it should also be judged that her strength is superior to that of her opponent.

However, as she approached the Yamata no Orochi, she neither launched a sustained attack nor fled, but instead continued to do seemingly insignificant things.

This means that, in the eyes of Orochi, this matter was even more important.

The feeling of conspiracy grew stronger in Natsumi Hanae's heart.

However, the situation with Yamata no Orochi and the Kujo Zaibatsu was different back then; the attack on the Kujo Zaibatsu was a surprise attack.

Furthermore, the methods used by the Kujo Zaibatsu are merely those of superhumans, not those of gods.

However, the Yamata no Orochi is different.

Yamata no Orochi was ultimately a god.

He had been planning this for a long time, while she was an intruder, and was naturally at a disadvantage in terms of strategy.

To outmaneuver your opponent strategically.

The effort required and the uncertainty are too great.

Although the summer flower painting has already laid some groundwork, whether it will be effective remains to be seen.

As the summer flower painting gets closer and closer to Mount Fuji.

The veil of clouds and filth gradually dissipated, and she gradually saw through the entirety of the Yamata no Orochi.

At the crater, a huge snake head shrouded in shadow stretched out from within; even with only half of its body standing upright, its head almost reached the sky.

It is undoubtedly a behemoth.

The scales, about the size of a tiger or ox, emanated a noble and extraordinary purple aura from their crevices. However, when this purple aura was wrapped and covered by a jet-black color, it became even more terrifying and eerie.

In the blood-red, ferocious eyes of the snake, a glint of wisdom and cunning gleamed.

When Summer Flower stood before His serpent head, a hint of reminiscence appeared in His serpent eyes.

His hoarse, deep voice boomed like muffled thunder.

“I recognize you, New God.”

"You killed Susanoo's limbs."

"In this era of rising supernatural powers and the initial revival of divinity, you certainly have the potential to advance to the realm of advanced deities."

"And we have a common enemy."

“I have a deep hatred for Susanoo, and you have clearly provoked him as well.”

"Our strength is quite limited."

"Perhaps we can cooperate."

"Let's join forces and completely kill Susanoo..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Yamata no Orochi fell silent. Suddenly, the tip of its serpent head extended, producing a sonic boom that echoed through the air, leaving behind a series of afterimages.

The next second, it opened its blood-red maw, stained with sharp teeth, and a thick, foul aura condensed and erupted from its enormous mouth.

Approaching the Summer Flower Painting, ready to devour it whole, the filth within was poised to erupt.

But even with such a swift and unexpected attack.

Summer Flower remained vigilant, her dark, bird-like pupils suddenly flapping their wings, the power of the ancient gods surging and boiling around her, unleashing an extremely terrifying aura.

A radiance far darker than the filth emanated from her, like pieces of armor pieced together on Summer Flower's body.

She waved her left arm with a calm expression.

It collided head-on with the enormous snake head.

"boom----------!!!"

The purplish-black scales exploded instantly, shattering into fragments and splattering with blood swirling with dark black mist, which dripped onto the ground below.

It was as if a small black rain had fallen, constantly corroding the ground.

What appeared to be an easy punch caused unparalleled destructive power.

The Yamata no Orochi's head was violently struck and thrown backward, the redness in its eyes intensified, and the foul breath emanating from its mouth reached its most intense stage.

Using the momentum of leaning back, He suddenly straightened up, and then the filthy breath poured out like a surging torrent towards the summer flower painting.

However, Summer Flower Painting did not dodge at all.

She remained motionless, the foul energy relentlessly assaulting her armor, formed from the power of the ancient gods, without causing any damage or forcing her to retreat even a single step.

Moreover, the foul air, like maggots clinging to bones, desperately tried to squeeze into Natsumi Hanae's body.

A hint of mockery appeared in the eyes of the Yamata no Orochi.

"Is the armor your divine weapon?"

"The defensive capabilities are indeed commendable, but the most powerful effect of the filth is not attack, but to pollute your body from the inside out, turning it into a bizarre creature that only knows how to attack."

"You were too confident in the effectiveness of your armor, which made you careless."

Ultimately, they are modern gods who have not experienced the ruthless methods He used back then; they are too naive.

However, the next moment.

The Yamata no Orochi sensed that something was wrong.