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

It's like creating a new little world under the tree, discarding the vastness of the outside sky.

Summer Flower Painting seems to vaguely understand Susanoo's thoughts.

Previously, I heard what Orochi said: Susanoo should have been able to advance to a higher level, but was defeated and interrupted by Tsukuyomi.

It now seems that Susanoo has not given up on the idea of ​​continuing to advance.

Even while asleep, they use special methods to perceive this vision of their own.

The fact that the last person to fall asleep a thousand years ago is most likely related to this reason.

At this point, the oak tree, which had already grown to its maximum size, underwent another transformation.

There it was, in the middle of the oak trees.

A dazzling light burst forth from the crack, and a pair of hands, as black as obsidian, emerged.

Then, it ripped open both sides with a fierce tear.

The already cracked center of the oak tree was instantly torn open into a diamond-shaped tunnel.

next moment.

A white-haired man dressed in a black and gold cloud robe emerged from the crowd and stood in mid-air.

His handsome face was exquisitely sculpted, and the lightning around him twisted and contorted like a serpent's bow, yet it could not harm him in the slightest.

Even when approaching Him, the violent and twisted lightning became as docile as a pet.

His golden pupils seemed to emanate from beyond the heavens, exuding an indescribable indifference that kept strangers at bay, looking down upon everything below.

However, no divine power emerged.

However, in Natsuhika's view, this was the most dangerous situation.

Having reached the pinnacle of divinity herself, she knew very well that the pinnacle of divinity meant that the more one could restrain oneself before unleashing one's divinity, the more extreme one's control over one's divinity was.

The deity before us is undoubtedly one of these.

Susanoo crossed his arms and scanned downwards with his golden pupils, finally spotting Natsume and her group.

A hint of disgust was revealed beneath the arrogance and indifference in his pupils.

His deep voice, mixed with a thunderous roar, rang out from there.

"Those who greeted my awakening were all lowly bastards."

“This bastard should have been killed at birth, how did it grow up and still survive here?”

"Does the head of the lineage I created not even understand this basic etiquette?"

Susanoo looked around, seemingly still searching for the current head of the Natsumi lineage, who was originally Natsumi Niinryu.

Unfortunately, Natsumi Yoriyuki was killed by Natsumi Hanae long ago. Not to mention her whole body, it would be impossible to find even a trace of her flesh.

It would be strange if Susanoo could be found now.

However, Natsumi Hanae is now aware of this as well.

Susanoo had been asleep until now, with only a small part of his consciousness active. So even though Natsumi Yoriyu died, the methods within him were rapidly urging Susanoo to awaken, rather than him knowing all the information.

After all, Susanoo's power is only thunder.

It's not some kind of 'omniscient and omnipotent' being.

Natsume Hanae knew something about everything that a peak god could control, after all, she herself was at that level, and if she couldn't do it, Susanoo had no reason to be able to.

When Naraku was observed through divinity, it wasn't just a small part of his consciousness that awakened, but his entire consciousness.

Even so, if she hadn't been paying attention to that area at the time, she wouldn't have known about this information.

Gods are not omnipotent.

Of course, Natsumi Hanae knew that the peak gods were like this, but as for Amaterasu, what exactly was her level above the peak gods? She had no idea.

Moreover, when Natsume heard Susanoo's words, her beautiful red glass-like eyes narrowed slightly, and she felt somewhat displeased.

Between her lips and teeth, however, was her usual warm and gentle smile.

She spoke, turning to Susanoo.

"etiquette?"

"Has no one taught you that you should speak to people on the same level as them? That's what manners are."

"Oh, I almost forgot, a person without a mother is just a bastard that grows out of a tree, how could anyone possibly teach them what manners are?"

Summer Flower Painting's words, though seemingly a scathing rebuttal to Susanoo...

In fact, it was indeed a scathing mockery of Susanoo.

However, besides this, the summer flower painting is also used to verify the truthfulness of the Yamata no Orochi's previous words.

Is it true that the Mother Tree gave birth to all the rising gods?

If Susanoo does not deny it, it means that this is true.

When Susanoo heard Natsume's words, a hint of anger clearly appeared on his originally indifferent expression.

His golden pupils stared directly at Summer Flower Painting as he spoke.

"Those who insult me ​​shall be punished by Heaven!"

In an instant.

Golden patterns shimmered on Susanoo's obsidian-black arms, winding and coiling across the dark surface.

Until it all gathers in the palm of your hand.

A myriad of thunderous powers shone within, coalescing into a spear of lightning.

He gripped it tightly.

In an instant, beneath the oak tree, the heavens and earth, the sun and moon, flowed endlessly, and as lightning converged, the sun and moon reversed, influencing this celestial phenomenon.

With only the strength of his arm, Susanoo threw him violently.

It struck the summer floral paintings with lightning speed.

However, after throwing it out, Susanoo clenched his fist, a slight doubt showing in his golden pupils. He felt that his arm strength was much less, and he should have been able to unleash a much more powerful force.

If Natsume Hanae knew Susanoo's thoughts, perhaps she would have come up with new sarcastic remarks.

After all, Susanoo's arms lacked divinity and power.

It was naturally devoured by her.

Therefore, it did not return to Susanoo. However, because Natsume had completely devoured his divinity, Susanoo could not obtain any memories from the divinity that had escaped.

At the same time, Summer Flower Painting also learned whether the news from the mother tree was true or false.

Furthermore, she also learned other things from Susanoo's words.

For example........

In the past, it was quite normal for the false Susanoo to use lightning strikes.

The punishment of heaven that the real Susanoo speaks of now is extremely interesting.

No longer referred to as the punishment of thunder, Susanoo now represents the heavens in carrying out the punishment on Natsume Hanae.

Furthermore, the fact that she emerged from the oak tree left little room for Summer Flower to ponder.

Susanoo's actions were clearly an imitation of everything about the Mother Tree, Amaterasu, and he was trying to create his own world from the world under the oak tree.

In order to be promoted to a higher level.

Thinking of this, Xia Rihua's bright red eyes, like glass, suddenly flashed with a scarlet color, turning into vertical pupils that became dazzling and radiant.

She felt that she might receive some information about advancement from Susanoo, allowing her to advance towards Amaterasu's level!

However, she is not the protagonist of a novel or anime, and cannot use her persuasive skills to make Susanoo reveal everything so that she can also learn how to advance.

Then, the only option left is violence—to use fists to make the other party talk.

Moreover, since the power of the soul has also become one of the phoenix heads, its power has greatly increased. Even if a peak god is unable to speak, even if the opponent is beaten to the brink of death, the soul power can still be used to forcibly search for memories and some gains can be obtained.

Summer Flower Painting speaks.

"Heavenly punishment?"

"It's just a small patch of sky, yet you have the audacity to say such things. Your skin is thicker than the bark of the mother tree."

Although Susanoo was a god from a thousand years ago, he fought countless battles.

However, a thousand years ago, there was very likely no such fighting method of provoking the enemy. Judging from the previous incident, the so-called provocation method might have been effective.

Therefore, Natsumi Hanae kept making sarcastic remarks.

Moreover, the power of a peak deity began to surge forth from within his body, and as the fire of the temple and his divinity intertwined, the crimson vertical pupils of the summer flower painting evolved into a dark red.

Its power is immense and boundless!

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